didn’t believe him.”
She didn’t. But she was beginning to.
“You see, dear girl,” Saint Dane continued, “you’re my back-up plan. If Veelox didn’t crumble from neglect, then I wanted to make sure your Reality Bug worked far better than you could imagine. And it will!”
Saint Dane laughed. It was chilling.
“Either way, I win,” he continued. “Thank you so much for all your help, Aja. You’ve made destroying Veelox such a pleasure! Give my regards to young Pendragon.”
The recorded image disappeared and Saint Dane was gone. Aja looked like she was about to faint. None of this made sense to her. Unfortunately it made a whole bunch of sense to me. Saint Dane knew exactly what was going on from the beginning. He was in total control. Just like always.
“He’s lying,” Aja said. “The Reality Bug won’t fail.” “I think that’s the problem,” I said. “He’s saying it’s going to work better than you planned.” “How could he know that?”
“I’ve been telling you from the start, Aja!” I shouted. “That’s what he does. He works people, pushing them toward answers they think they want, but it leads them to disaster. You don’t see him coming until it’s too late. You’re smart, Aja. But you made a huge mistake. You thought you were smarter than Saint Dane.”
Aja shot me a look full of hurt and anger. But it was the truth. Just when you think you’ve gotten the better of Saint Dane, he comes back to bite you in the butt. And right now, our butts were stinging.
“Aja? You in there?” came a voice from outside the locker room.
“Who is that?” I asked.
“It’s Alex,” Aja answered with surprise.
She ran for the locker room door. I was right after her. The door led to a short corridor that led to the gym. We stopped, still inside the locker room, when we saw that standing outside in the empty gym was Alex, our phader. We stood on either end of the short corridor, Aja and I in the locker room, Alex in the gym. He was nervously punching buttons on his wrist controller.
“Aja, what’s going on?” he called to us.
“What do you mean?” Aja shot back.
“I’m losing control of the jumps,” he whined. “A surge of data shot through the grid in my quadrant, and I traced the source to you!”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“I’m not sure,” Aja answered, trying to stay in control. “It could mean the Reality Bug has activated.”
“I thought it was already activated?” I asked, rubbing my stinging nose.
“Not fully. I had it isolated to our jump,” Aja answered. “But it’s programmed to spread through the entire grid once I give the command.”
“I think that command was just given,” I said soberly. “Saint Dane took care of that.”
“Reality Bug?” Alex called to us. “What is that?”
“End the jump,” she ordered me. “We’ve got to get back to the core.”
I quickly hit the jump-ending button on my control bracelet.
Nothing happened.
“Why are we still here?” I asked.
“I’ll override you and end it myself,” Aja said. She hit a few buttons on her wrist controller, and frowned. “What’s the matter?” I asked. “It’s not responding.”
“Not responding?” I yelled. I hit the right button on my controller a dozen more times. It still didn’t work. Aja’s fingers sped over the silver buttons on her wrist controller, trying to find the right combination that would put her back in control. She didn’t find it.
“Alex!” Aja yelled out to the phader, who was still standing on the opposite end of the corridor, working his wrist controller. “Get back to the core and jam a shutdown. Get us out of here!”
“Are you sure?” Alex called back. “What if-“
Grrrrrr.
The sound came from out in the gym, where Alex was.
“What was that?” Aja asked. She started to walk curiously toward the corridor that led to the gym, but I grabbed her arm to stop her.
“I don’t know,” I answered. But the truth was, it sounded familiar.
“Alex,” I shouted, “is something out there?” The phader looked around the gym and shrugged. “I don’t see anything.”
Grrrrrrrr…
There was something out there all right, and it was getting closer.
“We gotta get outta here, Aja,” I insisted.
“I’m trying!” she said while pounding out buttons on her useless controller.
I then heard what sounded like a scraping sound, as if something sharp were being dragged over a hard surface. I knew that sound. It felt so familiar, yet I couldn’t place it. What was it?
A second later it hit me. But it was impossible. Not here. Not on Veelox. Or on a fantasy version of Second Earth for that matter. Or wherever we were. There was only one other place where I had heard a sound like that. It was on a territory far from here. The sound brought back horrible memories from a place I would never forget.
Denduron.
“Hey!” shouted Alex with surprise.
Aja and I both looked up. We saw the phader framed in the doorway to the gym. He was now looking off to his right… and he looked scared.
“Who thought this thing up?” he asked with a shaky voice.
“What is it, Alex?” Aja asked.
Alex took two steps back, the fear showing in his eyes. “I’m gonna get back to the-“
He never finished his sentence, because a set of strong jaws closed around his throat. Aja screamed. I took a step back in surprise. The beast had appeared from nowhere. It leaped at Alex, knocking him down.
“How could that happen? I thought the phaders aren’t really here?” I yelled, trying to keep my head together.
“They aren’t!” Aja screamed. “This is our jump. He’s not part of this.”
“Yeah?” I cried. “Tell that to Alex… and the quig that just killed him.”
At that moment the beast looked up from its victim and stared down the corridor at us. The sight of blood dripping from its teeth was all too familiar. It was a quig from Denduron. It was in my high school gym, in my fantasy…
And it had just set its sights on us.
(CONTINUED)
VEELOX
A. nightmare from my past had just sprung out of my brain and was standing in front of us. In the flesh.
Somehow Aja’s Reality Bug had found it in my memory and brought it to life. It was impossible, yet here it was. The quig looked exactly as it had on Denduron. It was like a prehistoric bear with an oversize head that was mostly jaws. It had big sharp teeth on both top and bottom that jutted out like a wild boar’s. Its body was covered with dirty-gray fur. Yellow spikes of bone ran down its spine. Its paws were huge and strong, with knife-sharp claws. But the thing I remember most about these quigs, like all the quigs from all the territories, were its eyes. They were yellow and angry and focused…
On us.
This one was smaller than the ones I remembered, about the size of a grizzly bear. But that was bad news because it was small enough to move through doors. We were only a doorway and a short corridor away from being eaten. The quig stepped over Alex’s lifeless body, stalking toward the locker room… and us. There was only one thing I could think of doing.
I closed the door on our end of the corridor.
