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Authors: G L Twynham
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Nyteria Rising (The Thirteenth Series Book 3)
Three planets, two wars, one union...
THE THIRD BOOK
IN
THE THIRTEENTH
SERIES
by
G.L.Twynham
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Copyright © G.L.Twynham, 2012
G.L.Twynham is hereby identified as author of this work in accordance with Section 77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988
The moral right of the author has been asserted.
All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
Cover design by: J.Davey/G.L.Twynham.
Valerie Saunders illustration by: Matt Timson
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ISBN 978-1-78148-761-7
In loving memory
of
Jamie R - forever a teenager.
Deeply loved & missed.
And in recognition
of
Variety, the children’s charity - improving
young lives every day.
Thank You
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The Thirteenth Series in order:
The Thirteenth
The Turncoats
Nyteria Rising
Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes they will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realise that once the signal is given, they are no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.
Sir Winston Churchill
Chapter 10 Coffee Then Revenge
Chapter 12 The Gathering Crowd
Chapter 23 The Beginning of the End
Chapter 24 Information Download
HAPTER
1
The Prison Calls
The horrible grate and clunk of grinding gears sent shockwaves of noise over the otherwise peaceful roadway. Seconds later, Wendy’s Morris traveller swerved erratically around the corner, arriving at far too swift a pace onto Sam’s driveway. It jerked violently to a halt and then stalled, shuddering as if grateful to have survived.
In the driver’s seat, Val Saunders grasped the steering wheel, her knuckles blue from the lack of circulation and gulped in oxygen, sweat droplets clinging for dear life on her forehead. “I can’t do this!”
Her dad calmly undid his seatbelt. “Hunny, take a deep breath. You know it’s fine, we just have to keep trying.” Mike proceeded to peel his daughter’s fingers off the wheel. “Val it’s over now, please let go. Look at the positive side: you
didn’t
set yourself on fire today.” He chuckled quietly and took the keys from the ignition.
“Why can’t I do this, Dad? I can catch a prisoner from another galaxy, but I can’t reverse a car!” She slumped her head onto the wheel. They had been doing this for days and she felt no further advanced in skills or confidence.
“Sometimes we’re better at some things than others, it doesn’t mean you get to give up. Come on, your Mum’s waiting for us.”
It was so frustrating! She didn’t want to drive; she had no interest in driving, but Zac had insisted that she learned after her little run-in with the Warden over her illegal teleports. He had pointed out that, on Earth, driving was a good way to travel. Plus, three trips in Sandy, the TVR with Jason had gone to his head. She climbed out of the car, flicking the L-plate next to the dent as she passed. “I’m not telling her about the bump, you can do that. It was your idea to go down that narrow street.”
“It could have been worse,” he replied, a hint of angst in his tone.
“In what way?” she groaned.
Mike shrugged his shoulders as he opened the door. “Susan we’re back.”
“How did it go?” she called from the kitchen.
“Better,” Mike replied, placing his finger to his lips as Val rolled her eyes.
“Lovely. Lunch will be ready in fifteen.”
“What are we hav...” Val grimaced as a shooting pain suddenly shot through her arm, sending all thoughts of food out of her head. She pulled her t-shirt sleeve up to reveal the tattoo on her arm; it was glowing and throbbing. That was odd; this tattoo had never given her any trouble before.
“Dad,” she said. As she turned to him, her dad, who was standing next to her, changed rapidly from a solid form to a translucent ripple and then completely faded from sight. Screaming she reached out, “DAD!” But he was gone. What was happening to her? Her body felt like it was breaking into a million pieces. The pain was so intense. Then everything went dark.
Val’s head was pounding as her vision started to return. Instinct warned her to protect herself. Was this Lailah attacking? Her stomach was churning and her legs were unstable. It was the most intense teleport she had ever experienced. She tried to stand, but found herself involuntarily dropping to her knees. Then she felt someone grabbing her arms. Glancing up she was met with an expression of intense annoyance.
“Stand up.” The young Guard hauled her onto her feet. He released her quickly and stepped away, clearly uncomfortable.