Checkmate--King of Winter Page 20

Charlie yelped in pain as she was tossed to the ground like a rag doll. She moved slightly as crunching footsteps approached her. Before she could react, a sharp pain shot through the back of her skull as she was forced into an uncomfortable upright position by her thick hair. Adjacent to her, Maxwell stood tall as his dark eyes burned into her.

“For what, you ask?” he growled. “ Don't be such a fool, Charlie. You may only be my babbling assistant, but I know your intelligence surpasses baby-talk!”

Charlie winced. “I don't know what you're saying.”

Maxwell released her, causing her to flop into the slush of snow and blood. The demon growled and paced a few feet away.

Charlie turned to face him. “Maxwell, please. You've done what you came to do...Let's just go..”

Maxwell laughed a devilish laugh and turned his black eyes on Charlie, but he said nothing.

“Wilson is probably awake by now,” she stammered, trying to change the Puppet Master's wicked train of thought.

“Wilson,” Maxwell hissed, not in an unkind way. For a moment, Charlie thought she had gotten through to him.

They sat in dead air for a few moments before footsteps began to slush again. Charlie's heart dropped as his eyes grew dark, and his fangs barred. The fur on his coat ruffled as though he had done it himself. Maxwell growled and turned his eyes to the shadow over his shoulder.

From what the Puppet Master could see, the shade had thick, curled horns like that of a demon. It possessed a large build and wide, spiked shoulders. It said nothing as Maxwell challenged it.

“Say, PAL,” he growled over his shoulder, “you're really pushing your luck. Turn back now or I may have to resort to drastic measures.”

The figure, obviously taken aback by the statement, took a step back, but to Maxwell, it took a step forward. He growled and spun around, blind to his actions. So blind that he remained unfazed when his demonic claws slit the throat of his victim. Maxwell never realized what he had done until Wilson fell into his arms.

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