Birthright: Book I of the Temujin Saga by Adam J. Whitlatch

Author:Adam J. Whitlatch [Whitlatch, Adam J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Science Fiction, Action & Adventure, sci-fi
Publisher: Latchkey Press
Published: 2015-03-16T17:00:00+00:00

Alex felt his eyelids growing heavy and found it increasingly difficult to focus on his textbook as the gray-haired, bespectacled man at the front of the room droned on about the judicial branch of the United States government. The caffeine rush from the cappuccino had worn off an hour ago, not that it would have made any difference. Nothing could keep Alex awake during Mr. Butters’s fourth period government class. So he waited, his head nodding, for the lunch bell to ring so he could go eat with Crystal.

The digital display on his wristwatch emitted a sudden pulsating red glow. Alex’s heart skipped as he stared at it. Something was wrong. In three years, the guys had never triggered the alarm.

::Alex,:: Lamont’s voice echoed in his mind.

::Lamont,:: said Alex. ::What’s wrong?::

::I think you’d better come see for yourself. Father says we’re about to have company.::

::Are we under attack?::

::We don’t know yet,:: said Lamont. ::You’d better come quick.::

::On my way.::

The connection was severed. Alex shut his textbook and raised his hand. “Mr. Butters!”

The teacher looked at him over the rims of his glasses. “Yes?”

Alex stood and gripped his stomach. “Can I go see the nurse? I don’t feel so hot.”

“Nice try, Walker,” said Mr. Butters. “I’m not falling for that one again.”

Alex’s classmates snickered and whispered amongst themselves as he slumped down in his seat and sighed. Quietly, he reached into the side pocket of his book bag and felt around until his fingers closed around a small, green capsule. Alex grimaced at the pill, but steeled his resolve and popped it into his mouth, then bit down hard.

A foul-tasting liquid filled his mouth and trickled down his throat. Alex gagged and bolted out of his seat toward the teacher’s desk. He fell to his knees and wretched into the wastebasket.

Several of his classmates uttered various expressions of disgust, and Mr. Butters looked as if he might follow Alex’s example at any moment. Alex groaned miserably and looked up at Mr. Butters, his eyes pleading and watery.

“Go see the nurse, Walker.”

“Thank you, sir.” Alex got up to collect his bag and leave the room.

“Take the bucket!” yelled the teacher.

Alex turned to snag the wastebasket and ran for the door. Once outside the classroom, Alex dropped the foul-smelling receptacle and ran for the front doors as fast as his aching stomach would allow. He stepped out into the cool autumn air and breathed two big gulps before running for his car. When he reached the red 1984 Monte Carlo, he looked up and saw an enormous fireball falling westward.

“Whoa,” he whispered.

He regained his composure and wrenched the car door open. The Monte roared to life with the twist of the key before he was even fully in his seat. Alex backed it out of the parking space and slammed the gearshift into drive. The tires smoked and squealed, leaving black marks all the way to the road.

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