Rescue from Zoron

By John Paulits and TBD

Mark Foy has returned home from his surprising trip to Planet Zoron. Prince Zincor’s throne is safe. But is it? Who shows up but Zincor’s Uncle Blaylock, still determined to take over Zincor’s throne, and his partner, the evil scientific genius Fentar? They’ve been mistakenly transported to Mark’s very neighborhood

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gypsy Shadow Publishing
• Release date: Mar 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9781619505001

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Contents

Copyright Page

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 3

Chapter 6

Chapter 9

About the Author

Rescue from Zoron

by

John Paulits

All rights reserved

Copyright © October 23, 2015, John Paulits

Cover Art Copyright © 2015, Charlotte Holley

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Lockhart, TX

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Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or the publisher.

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ISBN: 978-1-61950-500-1

Published in the United States of America

First eBook Edition: November 1, 2015

Dedication

For Fred Hoensch

Chapter One

Fentar. Fentar!

Yes, Blaylock, came a voice from the dark.

Where are we, Fentar? What’s happened to us?

It was the Tappa Ray, Blaylock. We were both caught in the Tappa Ray.

The Tappa Ray! But where are we?

We must be on Earth, Blaylock.

These two men—Blaylock: tall, thin, with horrid yellow and black teeth, and Fentar: a scientist, short and nearly as ugly—had tumbled through space, victims of their own evil plan. When Prince Zincor’s father died, they’d seized the throne from Zoron’s young prince. They locked both him and his twin sister Princess Zayla in the palace dungeon, but a faithful servant of Zincor’s father helped Zincor escape into the desert surrounding the walled city where the palace stood.

Fentar had fired the Tappa Ray over and over into the desert, hoping it would strike the prince and send him off into space, so he would no longer be a threat to Blaylock’s position on the throne. But Fentar had not yet perfected the powerful ray, and instead of sending Prince Zincor to Earth, it had snatched Mark Foy, ten years old, from his bedroom window on Earth where he sat watching what he thought were strange, green sparkles of light coming from the moon.

Mark and Zincor met in the desert and with help from Bazel, aged councilor to Zincor’s late father, who had also been exiled into the desert by Blaylock, managed to upend Blaylock’s plan to rule in Zincor’s place. In the final battle, which took place in Fentar’s laboratory inside the palace, the Tappa Ray had sent Blaylock and Fentar to Earth where they now stood in the dark, puzzled and angry.

You idiot! roared Blaylock. "We were supposed to send them away!"

Yes, yes. I know, the timid Fentar agreed. It was a nasty turn of events.

Blaylock saw someone in the distance walking down the sidewalk toward them. He pulled Fentar back from where they stood on a lawn in front of a house.

Back there, back there, Blaylock whispered, pointing. He dragged Fentar behind some bushes against the wall of the house, and both men watched in silence as a man walking his dog passed by.

Did you see how he dressed? whispered Fentar. We’ll need clothing like his or else we’ll never be able to be seen in public. The two men dressed in black baggy shirts and pants, appropriate enough on Zoron, but out of place on Earth.

Blaylock glared with his greasy eyes. And where do you think we’ll get clothes like that? We have no money, no nothing. But since it’s your idea—and a good one, I compliment you on it—why don’t you go and get us some?

Me? How? Where? From the look on Blaylock’s face, Fentar knew better than to argue. All right. All right. He slunk out from behind