Category: Young Adult/Teen Publisher: Ford Street Publishing
ISBN-10: 1876462868
Pages: 173
Copyright: Oct 2009
ISBN-13: 9781876462864
A thrilling science fiction adventure for teens who are into computer gaming.
Tark and Zyra are teenage thieves in a world of magic and science, where dragons and mages exist alongside drones and lasers. In their quest to reach Designers Paradise, they realise their world is not what it appears to be, and their sanctuary is about to face destruction…
"Fast and fun, a thrilling ride with enough blood, slime and toad-flinging to satisfy RL Stine."
Excerpt
Tark peered through the undergrowth at the cave. All seemed peaceful and quiet. But appearances could be deceptive, especially in the Forest.Tark had never taken on a dragon before. He’d never even seen one. He was just a common thiever and dragons were well out of his league. No one below a knight, second class, would attempt such an encounter. And yet, here he was.
‘Oi!’ Tark shouted as he approached the cave. ‘Dragon! Ya in there?’
Silence.
‘Bring outs yar gold. I is ’ere ta takes it from ya.’
A deep rumble came from the cave. Suddenly Tark wasn’t so sure about what he was doing. A wisp of grey smoke escaped from the mouth of the cave. Tark quickly drew his cloak up around himself. A small burst of flame shot from the mouth of the cave, right at him. Tattered though it was, his cloak had enough power to protect him from the heat.
As Tark peered out from behind the folds of material, the dragon emerged. It was a lot smaller than he had expected. Tark had imagined a gargantuan beast with smouldering eyes, smoking nostrils and enormous bursts of fire spewing from its mouth.
But this dragon was only about twice Tark’s size, and Tark was not all that tall. Its eyes were round and blue; its scales, azure and shimmering; its snout, short and somewhat squishy-looking. It was hardly what he would call fierce. ‘Cute’ seemed a more apt descriptor.
‘Wot kind of a dragon is ya?’ asked a puzzled Tark, lowering his cloak.
‘What kind of a knight are you?’ retorted the dragon, slowly shuffling along towards Tark.
‘I ain’t no knight. I is a thiever.’ Tark puffed out his chest proudly.
‘Lords of Fire preserve us,’ sighed the dragon, rolling his eyes and coming to a halt three armslengths from Tark. ‘What has our little forest realm come to, when a common cutpurse with delusions of grandeur comes to steal from a mighty dragon?’
‘Yeah well,’ said Tark, hand taking hold of the sword’s hilt under his cloak. ‘Ya don’t looks too mighty from where I is standin’.’
Ash wishes he has a tough big brother to fight his battles for him, until his wish comes true.
Who is Big Brother and why is he so keen to help Ash? Does Big Brother have an agenda of his own?
