Mayhem from Moon Palace by Alexander Irvine

Author:Alexander Irvine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2017-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

The Black Ranger was left to hunt Wormazam after the Green Ranger had teleported away. With all the mini Wormazams pinned inside the janitorial closet, he followed the trail of slime toward the gym. He had to catch Wormazam before the monster could cause havoc at the crowded science fair.

Following the slime, he spotted Wormazam approaching an intersection in the hallway. To the right, it headed toward the pool and to the left left, toward the gym. The Black Ranger ran forward and drove his shoulder into Wormazam from behind, pushing the monster through the intersection and down the dim stretch of hallway in the direction of the pool. There was nobody there. Wormazam immediately wrapped the Black Ranger up in its tail, smashing him against a row of lockers. Some burst open, spilling books and coats out onto the floor. The Black Ranger fought back, trying to get a grip on its arms. He was so covered in slime that it was hard to keep on his feet.

Just when he’d gotten a grip on it, Wormazam disappeared in a flash of light.

The Black Ranger stood in the quiet hallway. From one direction, he heard the sounds of the science fair echoing from the gym.

From the other direction, he heard a constant banging. Like something was stuck inside a room and trying to get out. He spoke into his wrist-communicator. “Wormazam disappeared,” he said. “Should I head your way?”

“Make sure the other ones can’t get out first,” the Red Ranger responded. “If they get out . . .”

“Okay,” the Black Ranger said. He ran back toward the janitorial closet, wondering what he would find.

Next to the janitorial closet was an English classroom, its walls lined with steel bookcases. The shelves were jammed with heavy hardcover books. The Black Ranger dragged one of the bookcases out of the room and shoved it up against the closet door. The Wormazams thrashed and banged inside. He went and got another one, then added a table that he tipped on its side. In a minute he had a huge pile of furniture jammed up against the door.

“Hey,” he said. “Wormazams: Come on out.”

Was it one Wormazam or several? Maybe they had all merged back together. He didn’t know. Either way, the banging from inside the closet wasn’t moving the furniture.

“Okay, team,” he called out. “I’m coming your way.” In a ripple of teleportation energy, he was gone.

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