Once upon a quieter time, not of ours, it was a farmer’s field. Corn and other crops grew like weeds. But, the farmer died, tragically and so, the junk and scrap soon grew where life had once been. Yet life can take many other forms…most strange indeed. The new life in and among the countless heaps of discarded motors, rusty gears, circuit-boards and old robots is that which was created with the skillful hands of a lonely boy. Not all was though. Of the Other life…well…
Alex cautiously inched closer to the creature that stood frozen in the beam of his flashlight. A full minute ticked quietly by between them, like an unspoken count-down… 5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1…
With the sound of dry, rasping gears, Larj, the Fly, crept out from under the rust and mire to hunt again.
Sanders was enslaved by a wicked Fly in a most horrific way. His eyes were rolled back in their sockets as though he was trying to see what had happened to his brain!
Old Elliot, the hobo, cowered in horror as the black, cat-sized Flies emerged from the muck and crevices all around him!
From Book II – Super-Sonic Dragonfly!
From Book II – A Weaver Spider, as large as a grizzly, stalked out of the shadows and strode with simple, evil purpose toward Alex. Shuk would not be denied his prey.
After a gruelling battle with the Flies, Dart the Dragonfly needed extensive repairs.
From Book II – The furiously shooting fountain fell gracefully and there, standing at its ease on the surface of glassy smooth, glowing liquid was the Nethlin. And then, the one became many!
In his dreams, Alex breathed deeply as he dashed across the glade then leaped up high, wishing to escape faraway…to Mars…
The warriors of Mars flew swiftly down the Valles Marineris to do battle with the invaders from Phobos and Daemos! But, death of a more terrible kind was descending from the stars to wreak awful chaos upon their whole world!
As they plunged through the atmosphere toward their target, the squadron of Flies activated their weapons.
Battle would be glorious!
