Through the Wormhole
By Asher Moon
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Through the Wormhole - Asher Moon
9781483528922
CHAPTER 1 THIEF!
The V-shaped spaceship cut through the hazy city air at a dizzying pace. Towering buildings surrounding it melted into a blur of motion yet the young pilot managed to dodge and weave around the ancient skyscrapers with remarkable ease. Bleee! Bleee! A red light flashed on the vehicle’s control panel and two elongated green blips appeared on the radar.
Turbo needle-ships!
Justin Nova leaned on the throttle and the vehicle jumped into super-acceleration, making it even more difficult to dodge through the dense forest of buildings. He grimaced in concentration and stole a quick glance at the radar... the blips were closer!
A shower of blinding laser fire surrounded the vehicle as the boy jerked the controls and sent the fighter into a defensive roll, momentarily turning the world upside-down before pulling back hard on the throttle, almost bringing it to a complete stop. The gutsy move paid off as he saw the silver streaks of the shiny needle-shaped ships pass him on either side.
Punch it!
Justin fired up his proton engines and was thrown hard against his seat in a sudden burst of speed. He squeezed the trigger on his flight stick and bright green laser fire shot out from the wing tips. The deadly streams clipped one of the needle-ships on the side, sending it careening into a tailspin before exploding into a giant fireball. "
Gotcha!" Within seconds, Justin tailed the second ship. It jerked about wildly trying to shake him off but it was no use; old tricks did not work on this experienced pilot. Justin lined up his target screen but noticed that the lasers were still recharging. There was no time to waste for his radar indicated that other ships were fast approaching.
I must be crazy,
he muttered. Well, here goes nothing!
Justin leaned on the throttle, coming dangerously close to the needle-ship, then suddenly veered to the left in a wide arc before swinging back towards the right in a sharp angle, heading straight for the enemy’s rear flank and... Plink! The screen went blank.
What?
Justin took off his helmet, ran his fingers through his disheveled chestnut hair and climbed out of his virtua-game simulator seat. He scanned the room to see why his video game had been cut short. It did not take him very long to spot the problem: the gaming chair was unplugged and a multicolored fuzz-ball grinned as it slobbered all over the detached cable in its mouth. Justin lifted his dimple chin and stared down at his pet. He was short for an eleven-year-old yet had no problem intimidating the tiny creature at his feet.
Trino! Why did you do that again? I was so close to beating that level!
Justin wagged his finger at his pet Maalwug. It blinked its tiny black eyes a few times then turned a yellow-orange hue. Maalwugs were known for their ability to express emotions by changing the color of their fur to match their feelings. Justin was getting pretty good at guessing what the colors meant. In this case, yellow meant excitement and orange indicated that Trino felt guilty. The creature let the cable drop to the floor and its diminutive face disappeared as it curled up in a ball in the corner like it always did when it was punished and turned a pale pink.
Oh Trino, you know I hate it when you sulk, I didn’t mean to shout but you have to stop doing that. I don’t even know why I bother playing. I probably would have crashed again, just like I always do. That game is just too hard.
Justin bent over to put on his slippers and noticed that one was missing. He looked under the bed, around his chair and even behind his computer but the other brown velvet slipper was nowhere to be found. Trino poked its head out to see what Justin was up to; it obviously did not feel so bad anymore since it was back to its usual multicolored look. Justin stared at the fuzzy creature with an accusing expression.
Trino, did you eat my slipper?
Maalwugs were known to be notoriously hungry creatures, and were sometimes referred to as space goats
because of their ability to eat just about everything that fit in their mouths; so Justin kept most of his toys in a locked trunk. But either Trino was learning how to hide its emotions or it simply did not know what Justin was talking about because it did not change color.
Well if you didn’t take it, then where is it?
Breakfast is ready!
Mrs. Nova’s voice crackled over the intercom. Justin quickly flattened his hair as best he could then bounded down the stairs to the kitchen. He sat down at the table and slurped his cereal.
Hey mom, do you know where my slipper is?
he asked with milk dribbling down his chin.
No honey, did you try looking under your bed?
Yeah, it’s not there.
You’re becoming like your father. He’s been looking for his pocket computer all morning.
Just then, Justin’s father walked in, looking just as frazzled as always. Justin and Mrs. Nova looked on as Mr. Nova practically turned the entire kitchen and living room upside-down. He looked in all the obvious places like under the sofa and between the cushions