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New Books!
This is what I am currently working on!!
The Fall of Gadaie
Excerpt from book one:
Mary wants to kill them.
But someone stands in her way…
In Mary’s defense, she wasn’t always this way.
Mary
“Mary,” Alex whispered. He sat in the cell next to hers. “What are you reading?”
She didn’t respond. Her eyes stayed glued to the pages of The Wizard of Oz. She inched forward reading each word with passion and excitement. Her skin was pale and her eyes a light blue unlike the eyes of her brothers and sisters. Everyone else had glowing green eyes. Maybe from the chemicals their father injected into them, maybe from the changes their bodies were experiencing. She liked the fact that her eyes were normal. It meant she was safe from father. He didn’t experiment on her as much. She was a dud according to him; unchangeable.
“Mary,” Alex said again. “Read to me please. I’m scared. Father says today is gonna be my day. He says he’s going to really change me this time.”
She looked up. Alex was a few years older, maybe ten with sandy brown hair. His eyes used to be brown as mud but that was before father took him into the back room.
“I’ll read to you,” Mary decided, turning the pages back to the beginning. “How is it I know how to read and you can’t?”
“I never went to school for very long.” He answered. “But, I remember some words like that sign up above the door it says ‘exit’. That’s what I’d like to do. Escape through the exit.”
“Do you want to escape with me, Alex?”
“Mary, if I could get out of here then I’d never come back. Never ever.”
“Who would I play with then?” She frowned. “I hope you never escape.”
“That’s selfish.”
“I don’t care.”
“Just read something to me, Mary.”
“What if we both were able to escape?” She leaned her forehead against the bars, intertwining her fingers with the metal. “Would you stay with me forever then?”
“I dunno,” Alex yawned. “I want to hear something, to keep my mind off what father has planned for me. Tell me about that world of yours.”
“The only way to get into Gadaie is across the golden bridge.” She closed her eyes. “You have to swim through Merworld where the merloonies live.”
“The what?” Alex scratched his head. “What’s a merloonie?”
“Remember that Peter Pan book I read you? The one with the mermaids?” Mary grinned now.
“Well, the Merloonies are similar to those mermaids. They are half fish half loonie.”
“What is a loonie?”
“My very own people or subjects I guess. They love me and will do anything I ask of them. I love them too.”
“So now you are a Queen?” Alex laughed. “Oh Mary, you’ve got some imagination.”
“I wish they were real.” Mary admitted. She lay down on the cement bench. It cooled her cheek.
Alex patted her on the shoulder through the bars. “I wish it was real too. Then I would run away with you and I’d live in that Funhouse Zone you told me about.”
Mary sat up. “Would you live in one of my mushroom homes?”
“Sure, why not?” Alex grinned. “I think taking a rollercoaster to each home is kinda a cool way to get around.”
“I know!” Mary giggled, “And last week I decided there should be a place called Candy Lane like that game they advertised in the back of The Neverending Story.”
“I wish Father would let us play games.” Alex sighed. “That would help pass the time.”
“I like reading.”
“Well, I guess if I knew how I would read too.”
“I don’t think father would let you read. He says he has plans for you.”
Alex walked away to the other end of his cell. “I don’t want to talk about what Father has planned for me.”
“Stop all the noise.” Lily growled. “Mary, go to sleep. Put those silly books down and stop dreaming. Life is not a fairytale.”
“Okay, Mother.” Mary sighed. She lay back and stared at the grey wall. Water seeped through a tiny crack. It dripped down, splattering against her forehead. How could anything, even water, want to enter this place? “Mom,” Mary called, “Did you love him?”
Lily hid her face in between her knees. “No.”
“Nor did I love her.” Father stomped into the lab, his white cloak flapping. “You were supposed to be my prodigy. But Mary, you’re just a dud; a useless financial expense to me. If you don’t produce results soon I’ll have to eliminate you.”
Mary’s heart pounded. Would he really kill her? His own flesh and blood?
Lily jumped up, stretching her hands outside the bars. “I’ll kill you if you hurt my daughter!”
“You could never hurt me. I am your father-your creator.”
“I’d love to kill you.” Lily growled. “It would make me very happy.”
Father stood in front of Lily’s cell with his hands on his hips. “That’s the spirit. The angrier you become the more you change. I can’t wait to see the final results.”
“Leave her alone!” Mary screamed. “I hate you!” Her small face smashed against the bars and her fingers gripped firmly around them.
“Relax child,” Father rolled his eyes, “Alex is who I’m working on today.” He unlocked the cell and grabbed the boy by the arm.
“No, I don’t want to go!” Alex cried. “Let me go. Stop. Lily, make him stop.”
Lily covered her face and sobbed. “I’m so sorry Alex.”
“Mom,” Mary’s lip quivered, “Why don’t you stop father? You’re the oldest.”
“I’m only sixteen.” Lily rocked back and forth. “I just want to die.”
“No!” Mary wiped her eyes. She watched Father drag Alex away into the dark. The other children cried too. A dozen of them begged Father to release Alex.
Father set Alex on a metal table. He held him down with leather hand and leg cuffs. “Father, please!” Alex jerked about. “It hurts, the changes always hurt.”
He held a long needle in his hand. Father flicked the instrument and light green liquid seeped out. Alex thrashed about, his heart pounding. “No!”
Father jabbed the needle into Alex’s ten year old hip. “This batch will work. Alex, you will be amazing!”
“Let him go!”
“Father, please!”
“Alex is the perfect test subject. His DNA is easy to alter. He adapts best to changes too. He’s nearly perfect in every way.” Father frowned when his eyes set on Lily. “Lily, I always thought so much of you. But, that child you gave me is not working out. I am going to have to trash her.”
“You will not!” Lily twitched. Her body convulsed. She stood on her knees and rested against the palms of her hands.
“What’s happening to my mom?” Mary cried. She recoiled into the corner of her cell.
Lily’s skin ripped. Long legs protruded out of her hip bone and her shoulders. A thorax burst its way through her back. She screamed. “What’s happening to me?”
Mary covered her ears. “MOMMY!”
“It’s happening!” Father exclaimed. He hurried over to Lily’s cage. “The experiment worked. My girl is changing! They thought I was mad. MAD!? But, I knew all along that I could do it. If this one works then all of my experiments will work.” He turned into Mary’s direction and pointed at the little girl. “That means you get to live.”
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