A death in the family
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
“It’s his fucking birthday.” said Kayla, her voice quavering, “You killed him on his birthday.” The body of Noah lay face up, baby blue eyes staring into space, his face strangely at peace. She fell down on the boy’s body, cradling him in her arms as she looked accusingly up at the sergeant who reeled back in shock, the gun held limply by his side, his eyes darting from one person to the other. “He just turned eighteen.” She looked back down at Noah, tears streaming down her cheeks as she heard Pat screaming “Nooooo,” and another gunshot. She looked up in time to see Roy’s body collapse, the ..read more
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Chapter 9 – Refugees
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
When the gunshots came, they were deafening. Kayla braced for the pain, but mercifully, there was none. Just a release. A sense of peace. The roar of the rolling waves in the distance and the squawk of seagulls overhead. And the smell of blood.  Not just the smell, she could feel the stuff running down her neck, warm and slippery. Was this what death was like? Then a voice, “You can get out of the hole now.” Obviously her spirit guide calling her. “Ooooy. Get out of the fucking hole. Now! We have to move.” Kayla looked down. She was standing there among the bodies. The bloody, twisted bo ..read more
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Chapter 8 – Redundancy
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
 “You have been found guilty of murder and treason. You are to be executed at dawn by firing squad. Sergeant?” There was a collective gasp from the group. Kayla felt strangely detached – She watched the scene from a distance, as if removed from her body. The actors all moved around below her. The four accused, their shoulders slumped, staring in disbelief. The armed soldiers surrounding them and the flabby, transgender Officer who behaved like a bored town clerk handing out a parking violation. Kayla heard her own voice in the distance, “We don’t get a trial?” “It’s Martial Law. Terroris ..read more
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Chapter 7 – The Senator
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
The middle aged man startled Bowie as he emerged from the room. It was not just that he was a high profile US Senator, or that he was accompanied by an extremely young girl, but it was the casual, confident way in which he proceeded.  Without any self-consciousness or shame. Just a regular guy on a date with his girlfriend. Bowie looked around nervously. He was terrified that Kayla would come out of the showers and see this guy. He could just picture her calmly executing the Senator, the way she had disposed of the Goon back at the beach. She just casually drew that cannon of hers a ..read more
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Chapter 6 – The First Son
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
Visions of a medieval inquisition flashed before Noah’s eyes. Hooded demons feeding on the anguish and horror emulating from their victims as they pushed their cruelty to levels beyond imagination. Better to die fighting, he thought, slipping the AR-15 down from his shoulder. He could feel the other two huddled against him. Kayla facing the jackals in the Church, Bowie doing his best to disappear between his friends, his pitiful sobs unsettling them. “What are we going to do?” Bowie asked, his voice shaking as the black clad figures moved confidently towards them. “You wrote us into this ..read more
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Chapter 5 – The Anarchists
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
The dark figures closed in on the edge of the flames, poised, waiting for the opportunity to devour their prey. Though their automatic weapons were raised, they held their fire, a sure sign they wanted live captives. Kayla shuddered, No way they’re going to take me alive, she thought. Her heart pounded furiously as she raised the .44 magnum and squeezed the trigger. The top of the nearest figure exploded as the slug sprayed flesh and bone out in an arc. The headless figure swayed slightly, as if refusing to accept death, then toppled out of sight.  Kayla swung the gun to the next pred ..read more
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Writers of the Storm – Chapter 1
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Bowie stumbled through the lifeless ruins of what had once been a vibrant, progressive American city. His body ached with fatigue and his dry throat screamed for water. But his instinct for survival overpowered his thirst and sheer terror kept his feet moving, keeping ahead of his pursuer. If he could just survive the night. That ..read more
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Chapter 2 – Pawns on the Chessboard
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Noah stood trembling against the concrete wall. He hadn’t stopped shaking since the bullets started zipping past his ears. Not since the back of Johnny’s head blew out and splattered all over him. He shuddered, trying to get that image out of his mind. That was totally fucked. He was scared and angry. So pissed with himself for bei ..read more
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Chapter 3 – A Ghoulish Touch
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
Bowie woke to the sounds of a struggle coming from the Chick-Fil-A kitchen. The grunts and curses of a fight to the death. He froze, and slipped down under the table, hoping that nobody would see him. If they killed Noah, maybe they wouldn’t know he was there. He hoped to hell it wasn’t another of the Cartel’s goons looking for him. He peered nervously in the direction of the struggle and noticed Noah’s Glock sitting on the bench, abandoned. It was his lucky break. If he could just reach it, without being seen, at least he’d have some chance of defending himself. Bowie braced himself, no ..read more
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Chapter 4 – Kayla
Free Outlaws
by Michael Barker
3y ago
Kayla stroked her stainless steel Smith & Wesson lovingly, as she studied the strange couple she’d just captured. The big baby faced kid dressed like a militia, had his wrists bound with zip ties. She hadn’t even bothered with the other one, he wasn’t going anywhere, just cowering like a scared privileged white boy. He’s never had to fight a single day in his privileged life, she thought, eyeing him with scorn.  They really must be scraping the bottom of the barrel to send these two, she thought, glancing down at the tell-tale Glock with a silencer the kid had been holding. The la ..read more
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