MacHale, D.J - Pendragon 05 - Black Water by MacHale D.J

Author:MacHale, D.J [MacHale, D.J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-10T20:00:00+00:00

Kasha looked to me and said, “Get on the zenzen.” I was too stunned to move. Kasha stared down at me. “Are you hurt?”

“No.”

“Can you ride?”

“Yes.”

“Then get on the zenzen, Pendragon,” she commanded firmly. “Now!”

I wasn’t about to argue. I got to my feet and ran to the strange horse. I wasn’t graceful about it, but I was able to climb aboard and get my feet into the stirrups.

“What has happened to you, Kasha?” Durgen screamed. “Don’t you see what you’ve done? And for what? A…a…garl”

Kasha walked deliberately to Durgen and looked down on him, saying, “What you and the handlers do to these poor animals is criminal. It’s bloodthirsty, and it’s wrong.” She coldly yanked one of the disk weapons out of his arm. Durgen screamed in agony. “I may need this,” she said. She stuck the weapon into her pouch, then backed away and leaped onto her zenzen. She gave the animal a kick and shouted, “Don’t stop. It’s our only chance of getting out.”

Her animal reared up and bolted forward. Yorn kicked his zenzen and with a loud “Yaa!” he charged after Kasha. Though I had ridden on the back of Boon’s zenzen when I first got to Eelong, I hadn’t had to control a horse since my fantasy adventure on Veelox, but I knew how to ride. I could only hope that riding a horse with a few extra joints was the same as riding a regular old Second Earth-style horse.

“Yaaa!” I shouted and gave my zenzen a kick. I sprang forward and galloped after the others, leaving Durgen in a cloud of bloody dust. As it turned out, riding the zenzen was easy. In fact the extra joint somehow made it pretty smooth, don’t ask me why. I galloped behind the other two, headed for the gates of Leeandra. We sped past surprised klees who were coming out to start their day. They didn’t expect to see three speeding zenzens flying by…with a gar picking up the rear. In no time I saw the tall gates to the city. They were open to let out a wagon of foragers. Our luck was holding.

That’s when I heard the alarm.

It was a horn that pierced through me like fingernails on a blackboard. A quick look ahead made me realize what Kasha meant when she told us not to stop. Several klees were scampering toward the gate to close it. I didn’t know if Durgen had sounded the alarm, or if it was because a gar was riding a zenzen, or both. Either way, the klees now hurried to close the gates.

“Don’t stop,” Kasha called back.

We were either going to make it, or crash.

JOURNAL #18

(CONTINUED)

EELONG

Theklee sentries scrambled to swing the giant gates closed. I didn’t think we were going to make it. We were too far away. But surprise was on our side. The klee sentries took a look over their shoulders to see us charging right for them, and stopped pushing. I didn’t know if it was

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