Kingdom of Stars (The Young Ancients: Timon Book Three) Read Online Free PDF

at his clothing
until she had the half hand sized device made of focus stone out. She didn't
know what to do with it, but Bethany, even if she was "only a
Baronetta" clearly did, and took it from her, quickly searching for the
right name.
    "Petra
Ward?"
    After a
second, trying to get lined up on the left side of the vehicle, Tim nodded.
    "Right.
Just tap the-" The job was already done. They had to wait for Petra to
talk to them, but a minute later she managed it, without crashing. That was a
feat, since the woman wouldn't have a handy Mindy there to help her like he
did.
    "Tim?
You take that side and I'll hold this one. Try not to let it get away..."
    "Right."
    Then, with
only fifteen or twenty tries, they managed to move the other craft, with bumps
and nudges, slowly toward the water. Oddly enough the thing that really slowed
them down wasn't the craft moving from side to side, but actually cutting
speed. Probably because a collision with water at seven hundred miles an hour
was a death sentence. Maybe not though, if their shield held.
    The
ocean was a flat slate black, except for the green tinge to it on the rough
looking surface. Timon half expected the other craft to try and move backwards,
to keep them from capturing the thing, but it didn't, just settling into the
water. It splashed a bit and threw up a white froth, but the other craft was in
one piece when it stopped.
    It
floated, which his ship would too, but he didn't trust that it had really given
up. It might dive, or something.
    "This
could be a trick." He said the words to Petra, but there was a grunt from
behind him, as Karl pointed.
    "There's
a little door there. See? It's opening. Near the back?" It was probably
stating the obvious, and Tim had noticed it already, but he just nodded.
    "Got
it. Petra?"
    "I
see it. I'll go aboard and-"
    "No."
Karl sounded pretty authoritarian just then, but didn't take the words back.
"We only have two pilots. We'll form a boarding team and go in. Sentle, Rodale
and I will go in first and then..."
    Those
three made sense, all being large and strong young men, but Timon waved for the
man to shut up, which he did.
    "I
have four shields on me, not including my own. Only two weapons and those are
both just force lances. Well, and an air lance, but that isn't much use in a
real fight. So we have two sets of gear and a few unarmed back-ups?" He
didn't have to wait long for someone to say something about his half baked idea,
since Petra cleared her throat and took charge again.
    "Good
plan. Karl and Sentle can go in. Arm them. I take it you have backups?"
    There
was no implied rebuke in him holding something back for himself, it was a real
situation, but he was staying shielded and armed, just in case.
    "I
do. A cutter and an implosion weapon."
    There
was only a brief pause, but no demand that he turn those over as well. Petra
wouldn't, unless it became really important. She knew too much about him for
that.
    "Fine,
Rodale, Tim and... Mindy, you'll be the second team. Select someone to try and
fly the rest out in case you all die." She waited then, as Mindy worked
her way to the front, her eyes narrowed. She looked to be freaking out, as far
as he could tell.
    Her
voice was a little harsh too, even as he handed over the various gear,
including a nice shield, which went to her without comment.
    "Why...
why did she pick me? I'm nothing special as a fighter. She had to see that
earlier. She's too good not to have."
    The
reason why was simple enough, Tim knew. Petra only knew three names so far.
Mindy, Karl and his. Rodale and Sentle probably weren't even real people to
her, just bodies that she didn't have faces for yet. That didn't make either
Mindy or her sound good though, so he lied, keeping his voice calm.
    "Because
you're steady enough for it. She wants people that will stand their post, not
go running into danger, and that's us. The rest of these people are,"
looking around the white interior with its blue soft chairs he tried to