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E-Book, Englisch, 229 Seiten

Johnson Dark and Far

The Quest for the Seed of Life

E-Book, Englisch, 229 Seiten

ISBN: 978-1-62675-611-3
Verlag: BookBaby
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)



A young boy is plunged into a world of magic and wonder as he attempts to cope with the loss of his father. With his friends at his side and a two sided teacher, Anubus must traverse the galaxy to find the legendary seed of life. If he and his friends fail, they face the ultimate price, death. Explore distant sand worlds, space pirates and evil dark overlords in this magical book of adventure.
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The first day at a new school is usually the hardest. Not many people remember their first day but Anubus did. It was the worst day of his life. That was, thus far. Growing up he always believed that the stories his father told him about the worlds and the people he had visited were to be taken with a grain of salt. Never once really seeing any sort of magic, it was all just fairytales in his eyes. And so just like every other fairytale he discarded and forgot them. Anubus was the one of the most analytical people in the world. I mean if he couldn’t see it, then it wasn’t real. One, two, three, Anubus was one to count clouds above his head without seeing shapes. At the age of five, he would spend hours trying to read books on how things worked. His favorite TV show was “Myth Busters” and “How it’s Made.” Even in preschool he used to argue with the teacher on how it was impossible, to get green eggs and ham from any natural source. “Well, that is, without some sort of genetic manipulation or food coloring”, he’d say highlighting the word genetic and manipulation in his dictionary. He grew slower and smaller then other kids until his first day of 5th grade. This day was his true beginning. Anubus thought of school like day care. Walking into the kitchen Anubus approached his mom Kay and looked up at her with a loving expression. “Mom I am ready for school.” He said as he held his hands in the air with quotation marks emphasizing on the word school. “Where did you learn that from?” Kay asked. “Daddy showed me when we were watching a movie and used a funny voice.” He giggled as he explained. “It was that one spy movie with the retro stuff in it Mom.” “Oh...” Kay replied, as she thought. “That man better stop teaching my little boy about such bad habits” With a smirk and a hug. Kay kissed her son on the cheek and pushed him out of the kitchen. “Don’t do that anymore. Here, take your lunch and get the rest of your stuff ready Anubus.” She said in a stern voice. “Ok, mom.” He replied as he walked out of the room mumbling, “I don’t know why I have to go to 5th grade I am already smarter than most of the kids in my class.” He walked down the hallway, not watching where he was going, and swiveled around as the world began to sway as he moved. He got dizzy. “Wooo!” He said as he attempted to turn into to his room. Suddenly clipping the corner of the wall with his shoulder, his whole body spun around causing him to slam into the opposite wall. “Everything ok?” Kay yelled after hearing a loud thump, from the kitchen. “Yes I, I, am ok. I think it jumped out at me.” Anubus replied rubbing his sore shoulder. “Sure it did...” Kay replied as she put up quotation marks and continued to work in the kitchen. Noticing the ruckus coming from the hallway Anubus’s father Dion yelled. “It did, I saw the wall blink! The corner of the wall shifted a bit!” They all laughed thinking that Dion was playing. This wasn’t the first time he made this remark. “Ok everyone, we got to go to work! Get all your stuff and fall in before the Gribletop catches up to us!” Dion yelled as he opened the door to the garage. Following close behind him, Kay became unnerved for a moment. “Don’t start with that Gribletop thing. That is so annoying. You know how much it frightens him,” Kay said as she popped Dion in the shoulder. Locking the door behind them Anubus turned to his Mom with great enthusiasm. “It is okay Mom, Dad and I already had a talk about that.” “Yeah tell her son.” Dion said as he fastened his seat belt. “Yeah Mom, Dad told me the whole story about the Gribletop. You know, the Gribletop is the creature that gets you when you have something to do and you don’t feel like doing it. They are only about a foot tall and if it catches you, they nag you until you are back on the right track. But then again, that isn’t real so there is no reason to be concerned.” Anubus said in an excited voice as he placed his bag on the seat before getting into the car and fastening his own seatbelt. “Ah, I see?” “That boy has no imagination..” Kay said softly in a sarcastic tone while leaning over to Dion. She then whispered. “Why did you lie to that boy? You didn’t tell him anything about them traveling in packs and having razor sharp teeth or the fact that they are actually tall. The only thing you did tell them is that they nag. Which they do, that is, while they roast you.” Knowing that he left out some small details, Dion nodded and looked on, as he made sure that everyone had buckled up. Traffic that day was relatively light and the sky was clear and sunny. Usually they would talk joyfully in the car, but today things fell silent as soon as the doors closed and their seatbelts were fastened. Time passed slowly during this trip and Anubus enjoyed every minute of it. With a smile on his face he felt that going anywhere new was always better than going to the same place. Butterflies filled his stomach. In a way, it was his most favorite part that day. Seeing the people, animals, buildings and places made him happy making every trip a new adventure in itself. Small birds flew high above them as he stared into the sky wondering what kind they were. “Is it a squirrel? No...” He thought to himself. Nothing really bothered him during rides in the car. Not the red lights. Not even his mom as she grabbed the “oh crap” handle when his dad was driving crazy. His school was a small place, located in the center of the city, surrounded by large skyscrapers and a few trees. Only slightly larger than a gas station, it looked a little bit out of place, but it had a very homey feeling to it. Designed to look like a cottage, the main door sat in the center of the building, the stone walls, worn by time, showed the true age of the school. On the left side was a small plot of land that had been converted into a playground with some grass, a play area with jungle gym and swings, a sand pit and large tree in the corner of the lot. On the right side was a host of small bungalows near the main building, which were used for the overfilled classes. Surrounded by a large gate and seemingly larger guard, this place reminded Anubus of his fathers’ fairy tales. Like one of the castles his father had described to him many times before. As they approached the school, an uneasy feeling fell over Anubus. This was the first time he would be away from his parents. “Mom, do I have to go today? Why can’t I be homeschooled anymore?” Anubus asked, as he reached for his bag. “Well, you already have your bag in your hand so you might as well,” Kay replied in a soothing voice as she reached over and rubbed Anubus on the head. Unlocking his door to let him out Dion then unbuckled his son and placed him on the sidewalk next to him. “All ready, Little Dude?” Dion said as he adjusted Anubus’s backpack. “Actually, the security guard scares me a little,” Anubus said, as his mother gave him a kiss on the cheek. “It is ok honey; your Dad will walk you in.” Kay said as she kissed Anubus on the cheek. “Yeah I will walk you in, Little Dude. Come on lets go.” Dion said in a cheerful voice grabbing Anubus by the hand. “Say goodbye to your Mommy Anubus.” Dion said as he patted Anubus on the back. “Bye Mommy, I Love you” Anubus said as he gave his mother a big hug. Walking slowly in a line of kids, Anubus turned waved to his mother. Dion and Anubus made their way toward the gate of the school. The giggling of some girls rang out behind them in a sudden outburst. “Look at the little baby saying goodbye to his mommy!” The girls sang in a mocking voice, pointing and laughing as they repeated. “Lit-tle Baby. Lit-tle Baby. Lit-tle Baby.” “All right girls calm down.” Dion said as he addressed the girls in a stern voice. Feeling embarrassed about getting the attention of an adult they quickly turned to each other and giggled before shushing each other. Only a few feet away from them were the main gate and the girls couldn’t help to taunt him a bit more the last several feet. “The Golem Guard is going to eat you. The Golem Guard going to eat you. The Golem's going to eat you.” They chanted, as they scurried away laughing. Looking at the gate Anubus’s eyes glossed over in fear. His eyes focused on the only thing between him and safety, the security guard, but he went by another name in this place. The Golem was what the kids called him. The security guard that didn’t seem to get that he worked for a school and not a prison. His hulking stature and gray security guard suite stretched and creaked with every gust of the wind that passed by him. Always watching, each breath of air he breathed hissed like a snake through his nose going in, and huffed like an ape going out. “Don’t listen to them, the only thing you have to worry about is the...” Dion said as he paused for a moment to catch Anubus’s attention. Looking away from the Golems watchful eye toward his father, Anubus then listened as Dion...


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