NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 142: Hellhounds 2

The infernal dogs have finally made it known. They are chasing them, hunting them, following them. It’s like the dogs have become hunters, chasing them through the endless darkness, ready to rip them to pieces.

Their barks are deeper, guttural, filled with hunger and rage, echoing through the night. Their eyes glow a fierce red, like molten lava, burning through their souls.

Amber was trembling, gripping John’s shirt with both hands and burying her head in his chest. Her heart raced and she couldn’t believe what was happening. One moment, she was trapped by Michael, and now they were running for their lives through the desolate streets of the apocalyptic city.

John gripped Amber tight, his senses on overdrive as he scanned the darkness for any sign of danger other than the hellhounds following him. He only needed to lose them for one second to use his Haze Veil and that would be it, they would be safe, but the hellish canines were fast and relentless. They followed his every move as if tracking his mind.

Then, something else appeared, its crimson eyes blazing like two raging fires in the depths of hell. They stared at John and the monster snarled, exposing sharp fangs as black saliva oozed from its maw.

"What the hell is that?" He whispered as the monstrous hound appeared out of nowhere, the creature’s eerie howls echoing through the night air.

Amber stifled a sob as she held tight to John. They were now surrounded and John could escape if he wasn’t protecting her. Was it her fault?

John gritted his teeth and put down Amber and she trembled, thinking he might be about to abandon her, but then he spoke.

"Climb on my back," John’s voice echoed through the cold, damp air as he reached out with his hand.

She hesitated for a moment but grasped it nonetheless. Her fear of abandonment was stronger than the fear of being killed by the infernal hounds.

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"Good, now, close your eyes."

Amber obeyed and John raised her with all his strength and made a mad dash through the horde of demonic canines, clenching his jaw and ignoring their menacing barks, jumping and bouncing along with her on his back, swinging her back and forth so fast the whole street seemed to be blurring.

In this way, John fled. Running faster and farther and finally, with a Shockwave, he propelled himself and Amber upwards.

"WAIT—AHHHHHHH!" She shrieked and yelped when he used her momentum against herself and hurled her across the alley and across the rooftop. Amber landed gracefully on a mountain of empty boxes and looked around for him with wide, frightened eyes, but he was nowhere to be found, she guessed the sound of howling and whimpering dogs was caused by him.

[Hellhound Killed x12]

[4 Agility Obtained]

John had finally dealt the last infernal hound a heavy blow and was leaning his back against a wall in an abandoned alley, hidden in the shadows, breathing heavily as sweat rolled down his temple.

He took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, allowing the tension in his shoulders to fade as his body relaxed. His face was pale and drawn, but he forced himself to stand upright, refusing to give in to exhaustion, refusing to lose the battle.

He focused his thoughts and took stock of his situation. There were no more sounds of howling infernal hounds which meant he had succeeded in drawing away all the hellhounds. Now, Amber was in hiding at another spot. She was safe and away from the danger zone so John should feel relieved, but his stomach churned when he thought about what he saw and how many people he had failed.

John might not be a hero, but he broke a promise, a promise to keep everyone safe.

John gritted his teeth and his fist shook as he looked towards the night sky and made up his mind, he would get stronger, he would get strong enough that no one would dare to oppose them.

His muscles tensed as he muttered, "Shockwave," and he was sent flying upwards. He reached the top of the building and saw Amber’s copper-brown eyes glinting in the moonlight. Tears streamed down her rosy cheeks and John cupped her cheeks, he hugged her and her slender body pressed tightly against his as she burst out into sobs.

"It’s okay. Let’s go home, now."

John put Amber on his back, she embraced him from behind and he activated Haze Veil and Quiet Step. His speed caused Amber’s blonde tresses to flutter in the air as John streaked towards the base.

Amber nestled in his muscles, burying her head in his shoulders as John leapt from one building to another, taking small steps on the steel beam and propelling himself like an athlete.

Not long after, they arrived at the base where Octavia, June, Laura and Stephanie were waiting for them. John let Amber off and his women hugged and sobbed, while he entered the base in a daze.

He took weary steps towards the lounge and sprawled on the couch, closing his eyes with a sigh. He wasn’t strong enough yet, he thought, he was still lacking something important, but he didn’t know what it was, not yet. John clenched his fists, knowing he had to get stronger... "get stronger," he muttered and almost drifted off to sleep when Stephanie approached.

She sat next to him and spoke, "are you okay, baby?"

John cracked open his eyelids and saw Stephanie’s concerned face.

"Yeah, I’m fine, I just need to rest for a while," he reassured her, reaching out to stroke her cheek.

He glanced past her shoulders to see Laura glaring at him as if trying to tell something with her gaze and John sighed. Was she worried about Amber? What was it now?

"Go to bed, beautiful. I’ll join you, soon."

Stephanie’s lips curled into a beautiful smile and she nodded obediently, hopping away from the couch.

John stood up and made his way towards Laura and approached her.

"What?" he whispered when she glared at him, the emotions in her gaze a complicated mixture of anger, disappointment and relief.

Laura’s eyebrows knitted and she sighed as she gazed into John’s dark brown eyes.

"Amber, June and I are leaving."