Raven Revenge: Ariel Hope Chronicles 4 by G.P. MOSS

Author:G.P. MOSS
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: G.P. MOSS
Published: 2017-07-25T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

As Ariel quickly dons her parka, Beta 2’s cockpit door opens, revealing the Raven’s droid, a shining, silver humanoid, already projecting a strange, string-like material, tying her wrists in front of her body.

She wonders if she’ll be able to somehow reach the taser if an opportunity of escape presents itself.

The droid looks at her, as if he knows.

As Alex’s wrists are also tied, the droid introduces himself.

“I am Trevor, personal assistant to Mr Whistler, or Lord Whistler as he now insists on being addressed as. Do as I say and all will be well.”

Alex stares at Trevor.

Trevor stares back.

He has no eyelashes so will always win in a staring match.

“Ah, for sure you’re just the lackey of old Whistler; and what, may I ask, will you do if we refuse your commands?”

Polite as anything, Trevor replies.

“Refusal would not be beneficial to your health, sir.”

Lord Whistler’s cranky old gob barks an order loud enough to hail a cab in Times Square.

Or Piccadilly Circus.

Or a proper busy place in Delhi.

“Hurry it up in there, Trevor. You need to go and fetch that witch from the stolen Whistler fighter ship!”

“I apologise for my master’s rudeness, Captain Hope and Alex with an indeterminate surname; alas, he is not the greatest diplomat I have ever come across.”

Alex’s interest is piqued, like a meerkat knowing a television cameraman is waiting.

“So, you belonged to someone else before, Trevor?”

Trevor actually sighs, a long and sorrowful metallic gust.

“Alas, it is true my friends. I belonged to a great ambassador of the galaxies, a lady of vision, respected far and near and wide.”

Ariel raises both eyebrows.

It’s hard to say why.

“What is her name, Trevor?”

“No, it was not Trevor, that is my new name. She is, alas, gone, blown away as dust by the hand of evil, the hand of my new master. Her name was Ophelia Cloudhopper, lover of flowers, simple rhymes and blessed with an uncanny knack of bringing nations together.”

Lord Whistler blasts through.

“What is keeping you, you useless robot-type machine thing? Hurry it up I say!”

“Yes, master, I was just having an issue with my droid cuffing device.”

“Yes, no wonder; ramshackle rubbish I got from that mad old cow!”

Trevor looks as though he wants to talk forever, his arms flapping in panic.

“You must follow me, please, into the Raven; I need to fetch Poppy.”

Ariel’s desperate to learn more.

“Before we go, what was your name, before you were taken?”

“Charles, madam; how I miss that fine name!”

“Yes, Charles, it is a fine name; I like it very much!”

Alex winks at Ariel.

Ariel winks back.

*

Recently renamed, Lord Whistler stands, his back to a ship console the likes of which Ariel has never seen.

“Sit in those chairs, the pair of you!”

As Ariel and Alex take their seats, Poppy is brought out, gently led by Trevor the renamed humanoid droid.

“Ah, the traitorous witch wench!”

“I would not have left if you had not been such a nasty tyrant!”

“Utter bonkers, I tell you; you had extra rations of carrot kebab, all my pilots did! You shall sit down and wait until Damien arrives.

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