The next chapter of the Dragon and the Unicorn Series. i hope everyone enjoys it!



Next: Chapter Fourteen: Politics and BulletsStacey eased around the tent post, keeping one eye on the soldiers below and another on her target. The commander of the combined forces was a fifty-something woman with streaks of iron-grey in her black hair, a slight limp when she walked, and a nasty scar on one cheek that somehow enhanced her rugged beauty rather than detract from it.
Every soldier treated her with veneration and a deep respect, and it wasn't hard to figure out why. She seemed to have a photographic memory, remembering every detail about every soldier under her command. She'd stop and talk to a cook or dishwasher as easily as she would a captain or major under her command, know the names of them and their family and how they were doing. The discipline amongst the troops was top-notch, with no trace of drunkenness or rowdiness amongst the troops, and despite the nearly constant setbacks the past few weeks, they'd done nothing to diminish the faith they had in her.
Stacey found all this out and more while following th



Prev: Chapter 12 Battle of Fire Station #3Jake spotted a huge disturbance in the far distance. From his height he could make out dim shapes battling on the ground below.
As he drew closer, he could see badly frightened people, men and women, fighting the terrible jaws and webs of the spiders. Their strength proved futile, however, and most were already down and captured. A bare handful, maybe twelve or thirteen rangers and six campers, were holding their own against the most ardent efforts of their foes. Shotgun blasts mixed with the thunder of pistols and the occasional crack of a rifle. Spiders shrieked in agony as bullets cracked armor, turned eyes to jelly or punched holes in legs.
Before Jake could aid the warriors, Cassandra appeared from out of the forest, covering the distance quickly on her new legs.
Jake watched in interest as the bullets fired by the frightened humans ricochet off with sparks, indicating the toughness of her hide versus that of her children.
She bowled over the remaining defenders and the rest of he