The Demonata 6-10. Darren Shan

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      For:

       Bas — back with a vengeance!

      OBEs (Order of the Bloody Entrails) to:

       evil Elizabeth Eulberg — mistress of Duke’s!

       sinister Cynthia Eagan — steer clear of the spoon!

      Prophet of doom:

       Stella Paskins

      Horsemen of the Apocalypse:

       the Christopher Little seers

      Contents

      PART ONE: BERANABUS

      The Snatch

      Flight

      Power of the Beast

      The Veteran

      The Monolith

      The Stuff that Heroes are Made of

      A Face from the Past

      The Warning

      PART TWO: BEC-E

      The Messenger

      Valkyries

      Spartans

      A Second Chance

      Timely Intervention

      The High…

      …And the Low

      Empty Vessel

      One Small Step for Man

      THE SNATCH

      → A demon shaped like a giant scorpion digs its stinger into a woman’s eyes. As they pop, it spits eggs into the bloody sockets, then watches with its almost human face as the eggs hatch and wriggling maggots feast on her flesh.

      Another demonic beast – it looks like a cute rabbit, though it has an ugly bulge on its back – vomits over a man and his two children. The acidic liquid sizzles and dissolves them down to the bone.

      A third footman of the Demonata runs after an air hostess. He has the body of a young boy, but his head is larger than an adult’s, he has a wig of living lice instead of hair and fire burns in the holes where his eyes should be. He also has two extra mouths in the palms of his hands. The teeth of both are eagerly snapping open and shut as he chases the screaming air hostess.

      All the people on the plane are screaming – except those who’ve already been killed – and it’s music to the ears of the demon master, Lord Loss. He hovers in the aisle, mouth twisted into a sad smile, red eyes distant. A few of his eight arms twitch in rhythm with the screams, like a conductor’s at an orchestra. Then his eyes snap back into focus and he turns his gaze on me.

      “You should not have humiliated me, Grubitsch,” Lord Loss says, still furious about the time I beat him at chess. “You should have fought fairly, faithful to the spirit of the contest, and won or lost on merit alone. You ruined chess for me. For many centuries it was my only other source of joy. Now I have just the agony and СКАЧАТЬ