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Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12
Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12
Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12
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Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12

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Crush and Pound battle their way through trial after trial, and they find themselves caught in a battle royale between the Queenmother, the dragon from Scalus Mountain, and the Queen Dowager!!!

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Release dateDec 13, 2015
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Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12
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Christopher D. Carter

Christopher D. Carter is an engineer by trade. After spending many hours of free time drawing, painting, and writing, he decided to unleash a unique universe of characters upon the worlds of science fiction and comic book fandom.

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    Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12 - Christopher D. Carter

    Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 12

    by Christopher D. Carter, © 2014

    Text and Illustration Copyright © 2014 Christopher D. Carter

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Epilogue

    Next Issue

    About the Author

    Chapter 1

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    Escape from the Velvet Ant

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    The Queenmother grinned her wicked smile from the silky covers of the wooden sleigh bed, and Pound hesitated as she motioned enticingly with her index finger for him to join her. He resisted with all of his willpower, but he found that her wicked spells were more powerful than his own ability to repel them. In the end, he felt his feet stir, and his knees wobbled. With the sliding of one foot at a time, Pound slowly and agonizingly eased across the room against his will, and he feared that he was to be her next victim. He remembered from his dreams how she had tossed aside the dwarf’s love for the appeal of power, and his stomach began to turn even as his feet carried him to her bed for her consumption. The Queenmother’s appetite was for destruction, and Pound knew that as soon as she finished using him for her needs, she would toss him aside, maybe to live, maybe to die.

    And what was she now, he thought to himself as she slid back the covers and waited for him to join her. From the visions that he had been shown, she had been transformed into something quite scandalous by the demon, though she bore the outer appearance of the beautiful young princess that had fought to rescue her father from the dragon’s fire. Carried by the appetite of her monstrous will, Pound neared the edge of the bed, and involuntarily, Pound’s hand reached down to rest upon the silky sheets of the mattress. It was then that he found the inner strength to blurt out his protest in desperation.

    Queenmother, you are no beauty! Your heart beats with death’s throes, and the demon that cursed you to this shell of existence mocks you in his laughter! Pound said as he verbally attacked the very core of her being. Believing that his outburst would at least affect her desires, he was surprised to find that he was still being drawn into her bed.

    You humans are all the same, she laughed as she drew the covers back to make room for him. You believe that you can change your future by cursing your betters. Insult and swear all that you like, human. I have seen the power which you wield, and my children shall bear it as well, she said as Pound reluctantly raised his leg and placed his knee upon the bed. Using all of his remaining strength of will, Pound managed to reverse the motion of his movements, and he stumbled backwards to the floor. The Queenmother peered at him from over the edge of the bed, and she giggled to herself at his plight.

    Let me go, Queenmother. I have seen all that you have endured, and I pity your position in life, Pound reasoned. But taking me for your mate will not bring back your father. The Queenmother’s eyes suddenly sparked with the passing of these words, and a look of anger grew where her shallow grin had once been.

    What are you talking about, peasant?! she demanded as she sat up in the bed and drew the covers over her bare skin.

    I was shown a vision, my lady, a vision of you in your youth. And in the vision, your father had been taken captive by the giants during a raid of their castle, Pound said as he described what he had been shown, and the Queenmother listened to his story with interest. I witnessed your deep love for your father, and I know that you did everything in your power to save his life from the giants, Pound continued, though he left out her careless actions that had led to her father’s untimely demise in the dragon’s fire. His hope was that he could find some constructive way of communicating with her, and then maybe he could charm his way out of her clutches. After all, he had only his wits to bail him out now since Shad was nowhere to be found.

    You are very discerning then, my sweet tart, she said as she turned her head away to glance at something behind her. Restricted by her spell, Pound could not see what it was that she was looking at, but perhaps it was nothing of importance. Maybe this was her way of being introspective. If I could have had the assistance of the king’s court, their knowledge and their foresight, then I would have been warned of the trickery of the giants before the dragon burned their castle to the ground, she said as she rubbed her fingers across her eyelashes. I will carry that regret to the end of my days, but rest assured, my father’s advisors carried it to their own graves, she said as she licked her lips with disdain. Whatever had happened to the royal advisors, Pound could only guess the answer from her facial expressions because the Queenmother was not going to elaborate on it. Still, Pound wanted to know, and discretion sometimes was not his strongest suit.

    So where are the king’s advisors, Pound asked, and the

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