The Chronicles of Engella Rhys_Preview by Paul Ian Cross

Author:Paul Ian Cross [Cross, Paul Ian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01J7D4IS0
Publisher: Farrow Children's Books
Published: 2016-07-27T00:00:00+00:00

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Engella opened her eyes and yawned as the smell of bacon and coffee drifted into her bedroom. Annys was singing and she had a beautiful voice. Engella got dressed and went downstairs.

“Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?”

“Morning. Yes, thanks. I don’t think I’ve slept that well in a long time.” She thought about her time on the streets of New Shanghai, where she was lucky if she made it an hour before being woken up by something, whether it was a person, animal or, more often than not, a refuse-bot sweeping rubbish from the streets.

Rupert bounded over and licked Engella’s hand. It tickled and she pulled away, laughing.

“I hope you’re hungry. I’ve made bacon, eggs and potato cakes. Coffee or tea?”

“Coffee, thank you.”

Annys poured a cup and passed her a small jug of milk. Engella and Annys sat together and chatted about their favourite old movies. They were excited to discover they both loved The Wizard of Oz. Engella finally remembered the character’s name: Dorothy. She loved playing her in the holomovie. She smiled as she remembered her father doing funny voices when they acted out the various scenes.

“I used to watch it with my grandfather,” Annys said, sipping her coffee. Rupert’s ears pricked. He started pacing and growled.

“Oh, shush Rupert. Be quiet, boy!” Annys got up from the table and walked over to Rupert, who was now barking loudly.

“What’s gotten into you?” She patted his back and he snapped at her fingers.

“RUPERT!” Annys said, raising her hand in authority. He whimpered and ran over to the front door, where he continued to bark. Annys followed. She turned just in time to see Engella topple from her chair.

“Engella!” the old woman shouted, managing to reach Engella in time to steady her.

“My head, I feel dizzy…” Engella could feel the sense of suffocation, and a wave of nausea hit her. “You need to get out of here, you need to run.” She looked at Annys with a look of pure terror.

“I can deal with it, whatever it is,” Annys said. A sound from outside caught their attention and Rupert jumped up against the door, barking and growling aggressively again.

“Annys, don’t!” Engella yelled. But it was too late. As Annys approached the door there was a bright flash and a loud bang. The shock grenade sent shards of wood across the kitchen. Annys fell to the floor, while Rupert lay silent under a pile of brick and wood. The smoke settled. Engella could hear her heartbeat. Her breathing slowed as a dark figure entered through the open wound of the doorway.

“You’re a real hard one to keep track of, Engella,” the woman said, narrowing her eyes. She was dressed in a dark robe and carrying a blaster rifle. Engella went straight for her wristband, but it was too late. The Hunter was ready for her, snatching at her free hand before it could turn on the transporter and then binding both of them in yellow cord. She took the device from

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