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The Abominable Blizzard Part Nine


Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight

He took his sword and held it over me. All I could do was sit there while he stabbed me. He didn’t, though. The man stood there and stared at me with his sword now at his side. As before I still couldn’t see his face but I could just barely make out his mouth. He was smiling.

“I’m very disappointed in you,” he said.

“I don’t need your approval,” I told him.

“One day, you will.”

I backed up a bit. I wasn’t really sure what he meant by that and I didn’t want to either.

“I’ll be back for you,” he promised.

“I’m looking forward to it,” I lied.

Then he was gone. At the same time Mygle was flying right at me with his little sword aimed at my chest. Once he realized that the man had disappeared he pulled his sword back. It was too late to stop himself, though, so he crashed right into me. We both tumbled on the ground and crashed into the side of the car. I shoved him off of me.

“Sorry,” he said.

“If you had been just a few seconds earlier then you would have had him,” I said. “Thanks for the perfect timing.”

“At least I pulled sword back in time.”

“I guess I should thank you then.”

Mygle just shrugged his shoulders.

“Did you know that he was the one who sent out the bounty?” I asked him.

“I wasn’t completely sure but I guessed,” he said.

“Really, who is this guy?”

“I told you wasn’t sure. But he’s bad.”

I knew he was bad. It was bad enough when he had killed all of the elves back in Colorado. He just kicked the crap out of me. I’m going to blame some of it on the crash and the initial blow to the head but even if I had been at my best it wouldn’t have been good enough.

“Thanks for saving me,” I said. “I don’t think it would have mattered anyway, though.”

“Your welcome,” he replied. “I guess.”

I looked around and they yetis were gone, too, and the snow stopped. Mygle and I said our goodbyes. I had my car towed because it was totaled. I had to buy a brand new car, which I wasn’t too happy about. But I picked something with the most muscle that I could find. Needless to say I was stuck in that town for a few extra days.

Oh, by the way, I went back to the diner and erased everyone’s memories.

The man said he would be back for me. I was going to make sure that next time I was ready for him. Sorry for the cliché ending…

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Nine

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Posted by on April 21, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Eight

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven

My eyes had trouble adjusting to all of the light, snow and wind, but the yeti didn’t grab me right away. No, I wasn’t cowering like a little girl. I couldn’t see. What was I suppose to do, start kicking and punching, hoping for the best?

“Are you going to stay in there all day?” Mygle asked.

“Mygle?” I was surprised.

“What were you expecting?”

“A yeti.”

“No faith.”

He stuck his hand out to help me up and I accepted. I climbed out of the trunk and stumble on a piece of the car. My eyes eventually adjusted but I was still pretty beat up from the crash. It took me a moment to realize that my shoulder was dislocated. I looked at it, trying to decide how I was going to put it back in place. Right then Mygle punched me in the shoulder, resetting it.

I groaned.

“Stop whining,” said Mygle.

“A little warning next time, maybe,” I replied.

“What, so you can cringe and hide?”

I punched him in the face. He took it and didn’t fight back.

I walked around the car and saw the yetis all gathered in the car. They were all unconscious.

“Did you do that or the crash?” I asked him.

“I caused crash,” he pointed out. “So, both.”

“We have to kill them.”

“I know.”

“I don’t think so,” said a voice behind me. I knew who it was before I turned around to look.

I turned just in time to see the man in the trench coat and hat knock Mygle across the road. I tried to kick him in the chest but he just grabbed my leg and pulled it so I fell on my back. He went to stomp on my chest but I kicked him with my other leg and rolled away. Before I could stand up he ran and kicked me in the stomach.

“You’re pathetic,” he spat as I tried to get all the breath back in my lungs. “I can’t believe you.”

“I was just in a car crash,” I pointed out. That earned me another kick.

“Paladin,” he muttered.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Why did you hire the yetis to find me?”

“Because they are very good at what they do.”

“Yeah, but you’ve found me a number of times. Why did you need them to find me this time?”

He reached down and punched me in the face. Let me tell you something: I have faced a lot of different monsters and have been punched in the face by almost all of them. None of them hurt anything like that did. This guy packed a lot of force behind each hit.

“It was a test,” he said. “And you failed.”

“I never was very good in school,” I choked.

The man looked over at the yetis. “Looks like I didn’t really get what I paid for.” He then looked at Mygle. “I wasn’t expecting that, though.”

“We go way back,” I said.

“I’m not interested.”

He walked up to me with his sword he had hiding under his jacket. I didn’t get a good look at it because my head was swimming.

“I’m going to kill you now,” he said bluntly.

I looked up at him and couldn’t move. I was screwed…

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Eight

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Posted by on April 18, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Seven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Eight

Mygle was right there in the trunk with me.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“To save you,” he replied.

“Why? I mean how did you know?”

“I found there was hit for you. So, I found these yetis and followed.”

“You’re telling me that you’ve been following them this whole time and you waited until now to help me?”

“What do you mean?”

“I got the crap kicked out of me.”

“Oh. Right.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“I could leave.”

“No. No. It’s fine.”

I looked around the trunk trying to find something to get out of the back of the car. I then remembered that it was my trunk and I knew there was nothing in there. That was something I should consider in the future.

“Any ideas on how we’re going to get out of here?” I asked him.

“Yes,” he said bluntly.

I stared at him.

“Do you maybe want to share?” I hoped he could see how aggravated I was.

“No,” he said. Then he was gone.

I was a little less than happy but I trusted Mygle. I wasn’t really sure how he was going to take on three yetis, though. He was a good fighter but he wasn’t better than me and I couldn’t take them.

A few minutes passed by and nothing had happened. I was starting to think that he had ditched me. Suddenly, the yetis started yelling.

“Watch out!” one of them shouted.

The car started swerving back and forth until it was spinning out of control. It spun around a couple times before the car started flipping through the air. I was like a pinball in the trunk, bouncing back and forth. It hurt. I’m not going to lie to you. And the fact that I was still a little drowsy from the hit to the head didn’t help.

With a loud thud and a sudden jerk we stopped. I was sure that we hit something.

I could hear some feet shuffling outside the car and it sounded like there was more than one set. Whatever Mygle had done didn’t really help, at all.

My heart started beating fast as the footsteps were nearing the back of the car where I was trapped. There was nothing that I could do.

The yeti reached the back of the car and was struggling with the trunk door. It must have jammed in the accident. Eventually he managed to get it open and the snow and wind poured in…

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Seven

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Posted by on April 16, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Six

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part SevenPart Eight

The yeti slashed downward at an angle, aiming for my right shoulder. I brought up both of my axes and deflected the sword to the right. He then spun around and tried to kick me in the head. I was ready for it, though, and ducked just in time. I then brought my axe up and tried to slash his chest but he blocked it and elbowed me in the face.

We went back and forth for while. It was a pretty even fight; he got a few hits in, I got a couple. The fight was going nowhere. That was until of course the rest of the yetis joined the fight.

One of them slashed at my head but I deflected it. Another one used that opportunity to get a nice cut on my right side. I stifled the yelp that tried to escape my mouth and did a back-flip kick. The yetis broke apart, putting some distance between us. I quickly looked at my cut and saw it wasn’t that bad. It still stung a little bit, though.

“Let’s just skip this charade and you can come with us,” the yeti suggested. “We are going to take you whether you like it or not.”

“I don’t go quietly,” I promised.

“Yes, I figured that.”

“Just shut up and let’s fight.”

I attacked them again and we continued to fight. I would like to say that it was pretty even or that I was winning but to be honest, they were kicking the crap out of me. If it were just one of them I could have handled it. But three of them were a handful.

One of the yetis came from the right and swung hard. I blocked it but another hit me in the side of the head, almost knocking me unconscious. I fell to the ground and didn’t move. I couldn’t. I barely knew what was going on around me.

“Pick him up,” the head yeti ordered.

“We shall take his car,” another said.

“Yes. We can’t leave behind any evidence.”

One of them grabbed me by the legs and started dragging me through the soft snow.

“This one was even easier than his master,” one of them pointed out.

“Paladins are all weak,” the head yeti spat.

“I really wish we could eat this one. They taste so good and they are so hard to find.”

I felt like throwing up at the thought that they might have eaten Drake.

“This might be our last chance,” the other one said.

“No,” the head yeti almost shouted. “If we want to get paid then we will bring him back in one piece.”

“He can still live without a leg.”

“I said no.”

Eventually we reached the car and they started rifling through my pockets, trying to find my keys.

“Hey,” I spoke in a weak voice. “I don’t go that far on the first date.”

“Shut up,” the yeti ordered as he punched me in the face.

“I barely felt that.” The blow to the head had really taken its toll on me.

The yeti punched me again before he opened up the trunk and threw me in. I could hear three of the doors open and close. Then the car was in motion and we were back on the highway.

I couldn’t believe I let myself get caught. I really wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of this one.

There was a sudden popping sound that nearly shocked me out of my stupor.

“What the hell was that?” I asked.

I looked up and was a little surprised.


The Abominable Blizzard: Part Six

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Posted by on April 14, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Five

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The wind was blowing so hard I had to exude a little bit of effort with each step. The snow was so thick it was still hard to see the yetis. They were there, though. I walked toward them but stayed 10 feet away.

“You are hard to find,” the yeti said. I shuttered as I flashed back.

“Or you just aren’t very good at looking,” I mocked.

“You should really watch your mouth.”

“That’s hard to do without a mirror.”

The yeti chuckled. “That’s good.”

“So you came to finish the job?”

“Finish? No. We finished that job two years ago.”

“Why did you come after us? Who hired you?”

“Our job requires some discretion. I can’t disclose that information with you.”

“I know it was a witch.”

The yeti was holding the same sword as last time. He was twirling it around in his hand, twisting it in the snow. He was still a little far away but I could tell that his hair was white and covered his entire body, as you would expect. They didn’t wear any shirts but they had brown pants and straps that formed an X on their chests.

“That’s all you will know,” he said.

“Why are you after me again if you were looking for Drake last time?” I asked him.

“Let’s just say we have a mutual friend.”

I could take three guesses who that would be but I only needed one. That was kind of cliché.

“The man in the trench coat,” I said.

The yeti shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe.”

“So why does he want me dead?”


“Yeah. You’re here to kill me.”

“We are bounty hunters, not assassins.”

“You’ve killed things before.”

“So we have.”

The yeti took a step closer to me. I thought about backing up but I wasn’t going to act like a wimp, especially in front of them. So instead I took one step closer to him, showing my pride. Inside I was shaking like crazy. Give me a break, these monsters killed my mentor, sort of.

“Are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?” the yeti asked me.

“That is entirely up to you,” I said. “You could just walk away and be done with this.”

“You do have quite the mouth.”

“So I’ve been told.”

“The hard way then?”

“You know it.”

The yeti charged me with its sword held high. I brought my axes up and prepared myself for the attack…

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Five

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Posted by on April 11, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Four

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part FivePart Six, Part SevenPart Eight

Okay. I know I’ve said that ghouls are what killed Drake and that is true. I didn’t lie. But we were only forced into the ghouls because of the yetis.

Flashback. I’m going to flashback now so don’t be confused.

It was a quiet, pitch-black night. The only light was provided by the occasional streetlamp in the small town we were staying in. Drake and I were in a cheap motel somewhere in Oklahoma. It was so hot and humid I could almost see the moisture in the air.

We were in the town hunting a vampire. We had killed it and were ready to leave the next morning.

“You did good,” said Drake in his usual unexcited tone. He was encouraging to me but he never showed much emotion. When he did it was mostly anger, but he was preparing me for a life of pain and horror. Something I know a lot about.

“Thanks,” I replied.

“We leave right at day break.” He started looking around curiously and I knew why. We could feel it. Another monster.

“I thought we killed it.”

“We did.” He walked to the door and opened it. Snow flew in with a huge gust of wind. There was already snow on the ground.

“How is that possible?”


“Let’s get them.”

“No. We have to run.” I think he was worried about me. For good reason, I wasn’t all that great yet.

“Okay,” I said. I trusted him enough to listen, even though I wanted to attack the monsters head on.

“Why are they here?” Drake was asking himself more than me. “They’re hunting one of us, I’m sure of it. Go out the back door.”

We did just that but it didn’t do any good. One of the yetis was standing right in front of us.

“You two are hard to find,” it said. Despite all of the wind I could hear him as if he were speaking right into my ear. It was the same voice I heard in the diner.

Drake didn’t waste time on speech and just attacked. The yeti was super fast and wielded a sword with a frosty, blue blade. They both fought vigorously. It was almost overwhelming. I joined the fight and we started to overcome the yeti, but then three more of them showed up and we were the ones who were overcome.

I knocked one of them to the side while another swung their sword at my neck. Drake deflected the attack and knocked all of the yetis away.

“Run!” he yelled. So I did. And he was right behind me.

We rounded the front of the building and ran into something else we didn’t expect: ghouls. There must have been a witch that hired the yetis to find us—she had to be close by—and I wasn’t really sure why. I had told you ghouls aren’t hard to fight but they are hard to kill, and that is true. So when you are surrounded by more than 30 of them, it’s safe to say that is a problem.

Drake threw himself at the ghouls.

“Run!” he shouted.

“I’m not leaving you!” I yelled back.

“Wes, you need to run. You have to live. We are the last ones and you need to survive. Run, Wes. Now.”

I stood there for a few seconds but eventually I ran. Like I said, I trusted him completely to do what he said. I ran to the car and took off. I wasn’t sure how I got away but I did. I never saw Drake again.

We’re done with the flashback now, so we’re back in the present day.

“That’s you,” said Janine. She was referring to the fact that the yetis were calling for Wes Parker. “It has to be.”

“It is,” I said.

“Then go out there,” said the father.

“I am. Way to be brave.” He didn’t deserve that but he was willing to throw me to the wolves.

“I have kids.”

“I know. I’m not going to let them hurt you. I’m going.”

I had gathered up my bag and was standing in front of the door. I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then I stepped outside, into the snow…

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Four

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Posted by on April 9, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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The Abominable Blizzard Part Three

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Everyone stared at me. Some of them were worried while others thought I was a lunatic.

“Those are yetis?” someone asked. It was the guy who looked like he was crazy and was sitting off by himself.

“Yeah,” I said.

“What do you mean they are here for someone?”

“Yetis are bounty hunters.”

“Bounty hunters? Who would they be looking for?”

“I don’t know.” I had my suspicions but I wasn’t really sure.

Yetis usually keep to themselves and live in remote areas but every once in a while they will come out of hiding because they were hired to do so. It isn’t very often, however, and that is a good thing. They are fast, strong and amazing fighters. They are one of the monsters that paladins have a hard time with. Usually they are hunting us but I know there have been instances where they hunt other monsters or even humans.

I kept my eyes on the monsters outside. None of them moved a muscle. They were waiting.

“What are they doing out there?” Janine asked.

“They’re waiting,” I replied.

“For what?”

“I don’t know.”

“This is insane,” one of the truckers said. “I don’t care who they are. I’m going out there.”

I turned around and stood in front of him. It was the same trucker from before.

“I strongly recommend that you stay inside,” I said.

“Last warning, get out of my way.”

“I can’t let you go.”

He went to grab me but I took his arms and flipped him onto his back. He hit the ground with a soft thud and all of the air flew out of his lungs. The man was trying really hard to catch his breath but was failing, miserably. I helped him get back up and put him in one of the booths toward the back.

“You guys should move away from the window,” I suggested to the family. They did, but slowly. “I’m not going to hurt you guys.”

“You just attacked that man,” the mom pointed out.

“That was self-defense. You saw he attacked me first.”

The woman couldn’t respond to that.

“I’m not here to hurt you,” I promised. “I’m going to help.”

I walked back to the window and looked out at the yetis. I couldn’t see them fully, still, but they were looking right at me. I could feel it. I wasn’t really sure what I should do. Fighting that many yetis wasn’t going to be easy.

“To all of those inside,” came a voice. It came from one of the yetis but it sounded like they were inside. Oh yeah, they can speak. “We have come for one of you and we ask that you turn yourself in. We’re not here to harm anyone else but we will do whatever we have to. If you comply this will be over rather quickly.”

No one said anything but everyone certainly believed me at that point. I knew this because they were all staring at me.

I had known it, the moment that they had arrived. They were there for me. I wasn’t going be a coward and hide in there but I was a little shocked. Not because they were there for me, but because I recognized the voice. It was from two years ago. Those yetis were the reason Drake, my mentor, was killed.

“Come on out, Wes Parker…”

The Abominable Blizzard: Part Three

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Posted by on April 7, 2014 in The Abominable Blizzard


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