Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 7

The .45 is an excellent caliber for dealing with unfamiliar races. Having never faced a rockadillo before, I wasn’t sure what to aim for, but the .45’s stopping power covers a multitude of sins. I aimed for the leader’s neck and fired twice. Kindness bucked in my hands, and the rockadillo leader stumbled backwards with… Continue reading Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 7

Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 6

Our little pissing match had attracted some unwelcome attention, in particular three large and rather unfriendly looking aliens. Picture the love child of an armadillo and a rock, beaten half to death with the ugly stick. Their tentacle-like tongues flicked in and out of their narrow mouths as they formed a half-circle around us. “You… Continue reading Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 6

Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 5

“Yes,” said Jane, sighing. “Ivosh, allow me to introduce my friend Sam. Sam, Ivosh.” “This man is your friend?” “Yes, he is. We knew each other at Earthfleet Academy.” Ivosh’s pursed lips quickly turned to a wan smile, and his hair went from red to brown in almost an instant. “Forgive me for the misunderstanding,… Continue reading Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 5

Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 4

“So, what happened after the slave auction?” She sighed. “I was bought by a band of empath shapeshifters. They were kind enough to free me, so long as I signed an employment contract. I’m working for them now.” “Empath shapeshifters?” “It’s a race we haven’t catalogued yet. They feed on emotional energy, and can alter… Continue reading Gunslinger to the Stars — excerpt 4