Read Online The Omega Children - The Return of the Marauders (A young adult fiction best seller): An Action Adventure Mystery by Shane Mason - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Shane Mason
Ads: Link
man.
Antavahni’s face went blank and he swayed back and forth, falling to the ground with little noise and lay still, breathing with a gurgling sound.
Pleased, Argus reached for his pack.
Time to get out of here.
Melaleuca mumbled, and he looked at her sleeping face and something stirred inside him. He wanted to ignore the feeling though knelt to check her. Sleeping deeply all the cousins seemed peaceful. He looked again at Melaleuca, noting that even asleep her face appeared commanding and regal, almost queen like. Her face was that of a younger version of the dead woman back at the destroyed homestead.
He reached out to touch her and pulled his hand back in shock. His gnarled old skin had been replaced by youthful skin. He traced his eyes upwards. Slender arms filled with sinewy muscles met his gaze and he looked down at his torso. A young man’s body had replaced his old worn out body.
‘What the hell happened?’
Antavahni lifted his head with difficulty.
‘My powers are not of this age.’ He coughed. ‘After 50,000 years my health suffers. I’ve not long left. Get them to Agorrah. They are the last chance to save this age.’
‘You made me young again?’
‘Only in body.’
For the first time in years that Argus could recall, something resembling a sense of wonder fell over him and he considered what Antavahni had just wrought in him, and, more importantly, the power that had been unleashed.
‘What’s so special about these kids anyway?’ I want what this freak has. ‘And what’s in it for me? More gold? I don’t need gold.’
Antavahni stood, arched his back and faced the sun, concerned at the tone in Argus’s voice.
‘Come help me move them and I will divulge what they are and why you must help.’
***
The cousins slumbered for many days in their unnatural sleep and many dreams came and went. In the last dream they all met on an expansive white desert, playing and letting their imaginations soar. Even Lexington and Melaleuca laughed and danced, though as the dream wore on Melaleuca stopped playing and became suspicious.
‘Ah guys, I don't think this is a dream.’
‘Yeah it is,’ Quixote said suspended in mid-air.
Lexington stopped.
‘I think you are right. In a dream you are not supposed to be aware you are in a dream. But I certainly am.’
Melaleuca stood on the barren landscape and realised she had never seen a white desert before or any desert at all, yet she had been happy to accept where she was. The others slowed to a halt as the same realisation struck them.
The desert floor appeared to blend into the sky and curve back upon itself, though the distance seemed so great it was hard to tell where the horizon started.
‘Where exactly are we?’ Lexington said, reaching for her notebook and discovering she had no clothes on. She yelped in surprise. ‘Where are our clothes?’
All of them were naked.
Melaleuca stared, confused at their naked bodies. ‘Have we always been naked...or......?’
The word “naked” snaked out of her mouth in big letters, split into four and then rolled around her body and moved on to Lexington.
Quixote laughed and said, ‘Hey ask this guy.’
A small figure trod toward them dragging something dark. He spied them and looked shocked, and with a burst of speed he ran for them and yelled, ‘Not now, too early, you should not be here.’ He swung his arms at them and their bodies disintegrated.
***********
Ari awoke from the dream first and felt icy air pressing against his skin. He could not move his legs and try as he may his eyes would not focus. He tried to rub them but his hand kept on hitting his forehead.
‘Easy fella,’ came a voice that sounded like Argus’s but different. ‘Take your time. Ya been asleep a while.’
The words made little sense. How did that explain his arms and legs not working? He relaxed and drew in a deep breath. Many new smells hit him - fresh smells, sharp smells, pungent
Antavahni’s face went blank and he swayed back and forth, falling to the ground with little noise and lay still, breathing with a gurgling sound.
Pleased, Argus reached for his pack.
Time to get out of here.
Melaleuca mumbled, and he looked at her sleeping face and something stirred inside him. He wanted to ignore the feeling though knelt to check her. Sleeping deeply all the cousins seemed peaceful. He looked again at Melaleuca, noting that even asleep her face appeared commanding and regal, almost queen like. Her face was that of a younger version of the dead woman back at the destroyed homestead.
He reached out to touch her and pulled his hand back in shock. His gnarled old skin had been replaced by youthful skin. He traced his eyes upwards. Slender arms filled with sinewy muscles met his gaze and he looked down at his torso. A young man’s body had replaced his old worn out body.
‘What the hell happened?’
Antavahni lifted his head with difficulty.
‘My powers are not of this age.’ He coughed. ‘After 50,000 years my health suffers. I’ve not long left. Get them to Agorrah. They are the last chance to save this age.’
‘You made me young again?’
‘Only in body.’
For the first time in years that Argus could recall, something resembling a sense of wonder fell over him and he considered what Antavahni had just wrought in him, and, more importantly, the power that had been unleashed.
‘What’s so special about these kids anyway?’ I want what this freak has. ‘And what’s in it for me? More gold? I don’t need gold.’
Antavahni stood, arched his back and faced the sun, concerned at the tone in Argus’s voice.
‘Come help me move them and I will divulge what they are and why you must help.’
***
The cousins slumbered for many days in their unnatural sleep and many dreams came and went. In the last dream they all met on an expansive white desert, playing and letting their imaginations soar. Even Lexington and Melaleuca laughed and danced, though as the dream wore on Melaleuca stopped playing and became suspicious.
‘Ah guys, I don't think this is a dream.’
‘Yeah it is,’ Quixote said suspended in mid-air.
Lexington stopped.
‘I think you are right. In a dream you are not supposed to be aware you are in a dream. But I certainly am.’
Melaleuca stood on the barren landscape and realised she had never seen a white desert before or any desert at all, yet she had been happy to accept where she was. The others slowed to a halt as the same realisation struck them.
The desert floor appeared to blend into the sky and curve back upon itself, though the distance seemed so great it was hard to tell where the horizon started.
‘Where exactly are we?’ Lexington said, reaching for her notebook and discovering she had no clothes on. She yelped in surprise. ‘Where are our clothes?’
All of them were naked.
Melaleuca stared, confused at their naked bodies. ‘Have we always been naked...or......?’
The word “naked” snaked out of her mouth in big letters, split into four and then rolled around her body and moved on to Lexington.
Quixote laughed and said, ‘Hey ask this guy.’
A small figure trod toward them dragging something dark. He spied them and looked shocked, and with a burst of speed he ran for them and yelled, ‘Not now, too early, you should not be here.’ He swung his arms at them and their bodies disintegrated.
***********
Ari awoke from the dream first and felt icy air pressing against his skin. He could not move his legs and try as he may his eyes would not focus. He tried to rub them but his hand kept on hitting his forehead.
‘Easy fella,’ came a voice that sounded like Argus’s but different. ‘Take your time. Ya been asleep a while.’
The words made little sense. How did that explain his arms and legs not working? He relaxed and drew in a deep breath. Many new smells hit him - fresh smells, sharp smells, pungent
Similar Books
