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Thetis
The Deep Sky Saga Book
2
by Greg Boose
Genre: YA Sci-fi
Fantasy
Pub
Date: 10/8/18
Lost
meets The 100 in this action-packed YA science fiction series.
Blind
and broken, orphaned teenager Jonah Lincoln reluctantly boards a
rescue ship bound for the planet Thetis, but not before it picks up a
few more surprising and dangerous survivors from the massacre on the
moon Achilles. After regaining his sight, Jonah sees the gated colony
on Thetis is just as he feared–cloaked in mystery and under an
oppressive rule with no one to trust–and that outside the walls,
it’s even worse. Surrounded by terrifying new landscapes and
creatures, Jonah and his friends fight to save the colony and restore
order to the planet.
The gray grass
under Jonah’s boots pops and shatters with every step. He follows
the adults into the trees, stepping where they step, bracing his
hands where theirs just were. It’s hot and sticky, and his gray
jumpsuit clings to his skin like wet tissues. “We found the
yellow jacket right over there,” the woman says, pointing to the
bottom of a large, twisted tree. “Showed up in our headlights while
we’re headed back to camp.” Jonah stares at
the tree and the blood on its trunk, wondering why they didn’t
leave the jacket where it was for evidence, or immediately
investigate once they found it. He also wonders whose blood it is.
Did Paul wake up and attack Dr. Z, ripping her jacket off and then
chasing her into the forest? Or did Dr. Z carve up Paul’s skin with
some new message to warn the others? He stumbles past
everyone, making his own path, and soon finds himself standing on the
edge of a cliff. Half a mile below, thousands of geysers erupt in the
valley, creating an enormous cloud of green mist that hovers
overhead, blocking out the sun. The cliff Jonah stands on goes on for
miles and miles, almost completely circling the valley. Way off on
his right, a series of waterfalls descend the cliff into a giant pool
that narrows and funnels into a twisting stream, cutting right
through the geysers on the valley floor. “You see those
little black dots in all those waterfalls?” the woman asks as she
comes up behind him. Jonah thinks he
might see some black specks in the water when he squints but can’t
be sure. The woman holds
her sheaf out in front of Jonah’s face and turns on the camera. She
raises her chin, triggering the zoom function, and suddenly it’s as
if they’re hovering right above a waterfall halfway up the cliff.
On her screen, small horned animals with squashed, pig-like faces bob
up and down in the water above one of the falls. There are hundreds
of them, maybe thousands. And they go over the falls seemingly
without worry, plummeting with their short arms held above their
heads. The woman zooms in even closer on a couple of the animals,
following them all the way down the cliff, down waterfall after
waterfall, and when they finally reach the giant pool at the bottom,
they go underwater and never resurface, disappearing without a trace.
Her sheaf scans the pool’s surface and then follows the stream
cutting through the valley. Not one of the animals floats through.
Thousands keep coming down the falls, and then they’re gone. “Are
they…Dying? Are they killing themselves?” Jonah asks. “Maybe,” the
woman answers. “But we don’t know for sure because we can’t
find any bodies. They just,” she snaps her fingers, “go away.
Even with our drones, we can’t figure it out. Yet.” Jonah watches for
a few more seconds before his eyes are drawn to a splattering of
blood near his feet. There’s more to his left, and he quickly
starts to follow it down a ridge that hugs the cliff’s edge. “Yo, Firstie,”
Vespa says behind him. “Wait up.” The man with the
ponytail suddenly pushes past Vespa and then Jonah, descending the
ridge in a jog with series of loud, hacking coughs, his head still
nodding, his rifle bouncing on his back. “He lives for
this kind of stuff,” the woman says as she drops in line behind
Vespa. The bald man takes up the rear, whistling and clicking his
tongue as if this is just a walk in the park. “Does he keep
nodding because of the…What’s wrong?” Vespa asks. “It’s from
the wormhole,” the woman says. “He hasn’t been able to stop
moving his head ever since we went through two years ago. Even does
it in his sleep, from what I’ve heard.” The ridge
continues to descend and curve left, ending at a large, circular
space dotted with cave entrances. As Jonah comes down the final steps
of the ridge, he doesn’t know where to look: at the half-circle of
black doorways punched into the stone, or at the small sculptures all
around him; rocks of all sizes and shapes are stacked on top of each
other, balancing and wobbling in the swirling wind that sweeps
through the area. “Who the hell
made those?” Vespa asks. A low groan comes
from one of the caves. The man with the ponytail whips his gun off
his back and looks through his scope, nodding and bobbing the barrel
of the rifle from cave to cave until pointing at one on the left.
“He’s in there.”
Achilles
The Deep Sky Saga Book
1
Young
colonists find themselves stranded on an unpopulated moon—and not
as alone as they thought—in a series debut from the author of The
Red Bishop.
The
year is 2221, and humans have colonized a planet called Thetis in the
Silver Foot Galaxy. After a tragic accident kills dozens of teenage
colonists, Thetis’s leaders are desperate to repopulate. So Earth
sends the Mayflower
2—a
state-of-the-art spaceship—across the universe to bring new
homesteaders to the colony.
For
orphaned teen Jonah Lincoln, the move to Thetis is a chance to
reinvent himself, to be strong and independent and brave, the way he
could never be on Earth. But his dreams go up in smoke when their
ship crash-lands, killing half the passengers and leaving the rest
stranded—not on Thetis, but on its cruel and unpopulated moon,
Achilles.
Between
its bloodthirsty alien life forms and its distance from their
intended location, Achilles is a harrowing landing place. When all of
the adult survivors suddenly disappear, leaving the teenage
passengers to fend for themselves, Jonah doubts they’ll survive at
all, much less reach Thetis—especially when it appears Achilles
isn’t as uninhabited as they were led to believe.
The fourth of six kids, Greg Boose grew up on a large produce farm in northeast Ohio. He received his undergraduate degree from Miami University, and then later received his M.F.A. at Minnesota State University Moorhead where he focused on screenwriting and fiction. He lives in Santa Monica with his two young daughters.
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