tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65610102007-11-30T23:17:11.323-08:00This is the official blog of my novel-in-a-month entitled Hole in the Family. Considerate an extremely rough draft. The title is actually a pun but I'm not going to explain how that is so.Col. Duboisnoreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561010.post-1132019648007534252007-12-01T17:49:00.000-08:002007-11-30T23:17:07.739-08:00

30 Nov. 2007 It occurred to me I hadn't described very much my last few thousand words. See, I wanted to stop at 49,999 words because that would be cool. I was really drawing it out with those last few words. I remember I had like 800 words. And I thought there's no way I could longer. But I kept writing. Then I had 300 words. And I thought 'I'm almost done, but to do now?'. Then I had less

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Chapter 1 The glass was beginning to crack and chip. Soon veins of glass would start shoot out in every direction. Craig "Holster" McHolister already knew this was inevitable as the eventual shattering of the window. Sitting as he was, behind a large support column, he started to think how he had come to this point. The last 24 hours had been the most harrowing of his entire life. Never had he

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Chapter 2 The apiphany was immediate and universal between the both of them. Either of them could tell the other was thinking the same thing. “Could it really be? Is it that time already?” Kipper was starting to look pale now. He already knew the answer. “Yes,” Holster was saying, “our old nemesis is back.” They both turned to look out the window toward the crime scene, staring. It seemed

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Chapter 3 When Holster started to wake up it was quite by accident. At first he didn’t know where he was or what had happened. Then, slowly, flashes of what had happened began to flood back. The subway tunnel, the mystery woman in the leather, the hostage situation. He then started to notic the sounds around him. It was either a large number of people bustling about a hospital or the sound of

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Chapter 5 Holster was on his knees, eyes watering and still trying to deal with the extreme pain in his nose. The pain was so intense he could hardly think of anything else. After what seemed like several minutes he looked up to see Kipper still standing in the same place, just looking at him. “What the hell was that…” Holster trailed off. There was something about the look in Kipper’s eye

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Chapter 6 Holster and Kipper walked over to their clothes and started to pick them up. As they touched the clothes they started to feel tired and by the time they had completed dressing and putting their guns in holsters they were asleep completely. Mavaria walked over once again and put her hands on their temples. With a smirk she stood back up and took out her transportation device. With a

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Chapter 7 It was cold, so cold all around. He could feel tingling in all of his extremities. It was not a pleasant feeling. As he gained consciousness he realized there was a draft. The draft was cold rushing over him. Then he realized he was laying down. He was on cement, cold cement. Then sounds started to come into focus. The wind blowing past him and water dripping in the distance. Then

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Chapter 8 Mavaria was still waiting and watching the cult members as Holster set out on their path to try and help the hostages. Mavaria had learned of their discovery of the epidermal implants as soon as Kipper had started to try and find it. The plan for the experimental vermin was going better than she could have expected. While Holster and Kipper were asleep back in the lab they implants

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Chapter 9 It wasn’t long after he had left Holster he started playing with the newly found implant. There were things he was keeping from his long time partner but they were important to over all plans. He didn’t like lying or keeping secrets from people but this time he felt it was definitely necessary. As he ran along the subway tunnel back to the entrance the hostages were taken he began to

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Chapter 10 As Holster took off in his own direction down the subway tunnel he wondered how the hell he had gotten into this situation. He also wondered if he and Kipper would ever get back to their original task of investigating whatever the caller had been calling about. Unless this was some how related. Perhaps it was. He jogged at a brisk pace for several minutes and finally came to a corner

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Chapter 11 The subway station turned out to be a bit further than they had anticipated. None of them seemed to mind since they didn't see the need to run any longer and they certainly had a lot of catching up to do. Kipper did the best he could to try and explain how he had accessed the maintance mode of the implants some how even though that wasn't supposed to be possible. He had offered to

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Chapter 12 She watched as Holster and Kipper walked away into the night to find something to eat. She had given them some line about needing to rest or meditate or some such drivel. She just needed to get away from them for her own purposes. She really required no rest and very little intake of the form the two subjects called 'food'. She also required very little rest. In the form of mediation

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The shape was almost transparent and seemed to be pulsating, almost breathing on its own. With a few gestures and thoughts to her wrist Mavaria was able to send the message off. The only thing left to do was shut the rip down and pack up the array. As she went to do this a creature she had never seen before fluttered and flow away causing the slightest bit of a distraction. In this very small

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Chapter 13 As Kipper ran off into the distance he started to wonder if Holster would be alright on his own. Of course he would. Holster could take care of himself. After all, Holster had survived before Kipper had come along it was not that much of a stretch to say as much. These thoughts were quickly replaced with the intense concentration required to maintain his running along the dark

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Chapter 14 As Holster and Kipper descended down the stairs, Kipper was already starting to wonder if he had made the right decision about leaving the lights as they were there. Sure, the lights seemed stable and he didn't know enough to be sure he wouldn't make things worse but he was still confident he could have made them disapear had he tried hard enough. The stairway going down in the the

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Chapter 15 The expression on her face would have only been described of one of surprise and almost terror. Moments later Holster and Kipper would realize the site of them was not actually the cause of either of these facial interpretations. The three of them staired at each other without saying a word for several seconds when an arrow suddenly stuck out of the door jam several inches from

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Meanwhile, Holster popped up from behind his cover and started firing at the figures. Several of them fell only to be replaced by an army more. He always kept a lot of spare ammo on him in case he needed it but it was clear that he would run out much sooner than the army of slow moving figures would die out. Mavaria was still swinging her weapon with perfect precision, effortlessly going back on

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Chapter 16 Mavaria finished re-packing her equipment into her out of phase belt then said she would go up to the roof to pack up the rest of her equipment. The other three told her they would meet her on the street below. As the four them made their way back to the fire exit it was still amazing to them that floor they were looked so different from what they had just been in such a small amount

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Chapter 17 As it turned out the explosion was not actually an explosion but rather a set of fireworks someone had decided to set off. Holster, Kipper, Eeffoc and Mavaria walked over to where the fireworks had apparently be launched and started to examine the scene. Who ever had set off the fireworks had vacated in what looked like a hurry. There were still scorch marks all over the section of

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Chapter 19 The crowd was staring at her with absolute amazement. They seemed to be on the edge of their seats. "Well that's when I met back up with Kipper and Holster. You were expecting more?" She asked. "Well you do tell the story so well, Mavaria." One of them offered, "I for one found it quite compelling." Mavaria had never known she was any good at telling stories, so this comment threw

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He raised an eye brow as they entered, with a serious looking facial expression. He had the look of a lot of wear on his face like he been through and seen a lot. Gitway and Eeffoc walked down through the hall toward the man almost gaining tension as they walked. When the two of them were within a distance of a few yards Eeffoc took a closer look at the man in the chair and noted he was almost

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Chapter 21 As he slowly woke up he did not have any idea how much time had passed. He could only hear people around him talking about different things. By the sound of it quite a few people talking about things all around him. He tried but couldn't quite make out what was being said by an single pair or group of conversationists. As he slowly became more and more awake he started to realize

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Eeffoc kept walking past him with out a word. He walked down the next hall then down another. Finally he came to a door he knew some how was the exit out this building and into the streets. What he did not know was what was about to happen next. He was about to open the door when he heard a series of orders shouted from behind him followed by a barage of gunfire. He turned around slowly, scaresly

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Chapter 22 The thirteen of them just stood there for several more moments stairing at what was once Eeffoc, a man or cyborg or some sort of being that had been willing to so readily sacrafice himself for the rest of them without so much as a second though. All of them now felt like they should have spent so much more time trying to get to know him better. After several minutes of silence

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