into his mind that always came whenever I made eye contact with anyone.
‘Fine,’ Foster said. ‘Ed’s right, Brad. You don’t want to overdo it.’ He turned to Nico. ‘You’re on.’
As Nico drew himself up, Foster signalled to one of the guards who stepped forwards and sprayed me with Medutox. No. My heart skipped a beat. Now I was going to have to cause the
explosion without being able to contact Nico – or any of the other Medusa teens. I’d been hoping to have a moment to try Amy again – or Dylan. But now I’d have to wait.
Nico was looking right at Bradley. There was an intimidating intensity to his glare. ‘Show me what you can do,’ he demanded.
Bradley raised his hand. It was shaking slightly. He was obviously nervous performing in front of Nico. He pointed at a branch lying on the ground. It twitched, but didn’t rise into the
air as I’d seen the barrel of oil move earlier. It struck me that Medusix might confer a wider range of abilities than the Medusa gene, but not to the same level. I mean, okay, so Bradley
hadn’t had his powers for very long, but he didn’t seem very effective in his control of them.
‘I can’t do it,’ Bradley said.
Foster waved the guards back and moved closer to his nephew – a protective gesture. I smiled to myself. It was clever of Nico to make Bradley feel vulnerable, guessing correctly that this
would draw Foster in.
Nico began explaining some of the basic principles of telekinesis.
‘Let your mind be still,’ he said. ‘Relax your body. Focus, but don’t grasp at it. Don’t force what you’re doing.’
I took a step away from them. One of the guards clocked me straight away. He held up his hand. Sunlight glinted off the gun in his palm. I gulped. Nico was going to have to make his distraction
good to give me enough time to make it back into the castle.
I bit my lip, waiting. Nico was standing behind Bradley now, demonstrating a curving arm movement.
‘This is the best, most economical move to help you with lifting stuff,’ he said. ‘Of course it’s perfectly possible to do telekinesis without physically moving, but the
hand gestures help.’
Bradley nodded, then focused on the stick on the ground again.
Nico glanced up. Caught my eye. Even without my telepathy I knew what was coming. I braced myself.
With a roar, Nico jumped back, away from Bradley. He raised both hands, twisting them at the wrists. Foster, just a few metres away, flew up into the air. Nico swung him round, teleporting him
straight at the guard behind. With a smart crack, Foster’s legs made contact with the guard’s gun arm. The gun flew onto the grass. In an instant Nico teleported it up, driving it
through the air and against the second guard who staggered backwards, his gun also falling to the ground. A moment later all three men and both guns were in the air, whirling over the grass. With a
roar, Nico flung them all into the lake. He held out his hands, creating waves that crashed across the water. The whole scene was chaos . . . stones and branches flew up from the paving nearby . .
. It had only taken seconds.
Bradley ran to the side of the lake. ‘Stop it!’ he shouted.
Without looking round, Nico yelled out.
‘Ed, go!’
I didn’t need to be told twice. I turned and ran for the castle.
16: The Lab
I glanced round as I reached the main castle door. All hell was breaking out behind me. The men in the lake were yelling at the tops of their voices as Nico kept creating waves
that crashed down on them. Beside him, Bradley was jumping up and down, emitting panicky shrieks. As I stood, watching, Broken Nose came racing round the corner. He didn’t notice me. All his
attention was on Nico and the furore at the lake. I sped indoors. Across the hall. Through the door. Up the stairs. Along the corridor.
I took a wrong turn and doubled back. Where was the door to the lab?
Around another corner and I saw it. I burst through the swing door and darted
‘Fine,’ Foster said. ‘Ed’s right, Brad. You don’t want to overdo it.’ He turned to Nico. ‘You’re on.’
As Nico drew himself up, Foster signalled to one of the guards who stepped forwards and sprayed me with Medutox. No. My heart skipped a beat. Now I was going to have to cause the
explosion without being able to contact Nico – or any of the other Medusa teens. I’d been hoping to have a moment to try Amy again – or Dylan. But now I’d have to wait.
Nico was looking right at Bradley. There was an intimidating intensity to his glare. ‘Show me what you can do,’ he demanded.
Bradley raised his hand. It was shaking slightly. He was obviously nervous performing in front of Nico. He pointed at a branch lying on the ground. It twitched, but didn’t rise into the
air as I’d seen the barrel of oil move earlier. It struck me that Medusix might confer a wider range of abilities than the Medusa gene, but not to the same level. I mean, okay, so Bradley
hadn’t had his powers for very long, but he didn’t seem very effective in his control of them.
‘I can’t do it,’ Bradley said.
Foster waved the guards back and moved closer to his nephew – a protective gesture. I smiled to myself. It was clever of Nico to make Bradley feel vulnerable, guessing correctly that this
would draw Foster in.
Nico began explaining some of the basic principles of telekinesis.
‘Let your mind be still,’ he said. ‘Relax your body. Focus, but don’t grasp at it. Don’t force what you’re doing.’
I took a step away from them. One of the guards clocked me straight away. He held up his hand. Sunlight glinted off the gun in his palm. I gulped. Nico was going to have to make his distraction
good to give me enough time to make it back into the castle.
I bit my lip, waiting. Nico was standing behind Bradley now, demonstrating a curving arm movement.
‘This is the best, most economical move to help you with lifting stuff,’ he said. ‘Of course it’s perfectly possible to do telekinesis without physically moving, but the
hand gestures help.’
Bradley nodded, then focused on the stick on the ground again.
Nico glanced up. Caught my eye. Even without my telepathy I knew what was coming. I braced myself.
With a roar, Nico jumped back, away from Bradley. He raised both hands, twisting them at the wrists. Foster, just a few metres away, flew up into the air. Nico swung him round, teleporting him
straight at the guard behind. With a smart crack, Foster’s legs made contact with the guard’s gun arm. The gun flew onto the grass. In an instant Nico teleported it up, driving it
through the air and against the second guard who staggered backwards, his gun also falling to the ground. A moment later all three men and both guns were in the air, whirling over the grass. With a
roar, Nico flung them all into the lake. He held out his hands, creating waves that crashed across the water. The whole scene was chaos . . . stones and branches flew up from the paving nearby . .
. It had only taken seconds.
Bradley ran to the side of the lake. ‘Stop it!’ he shouted.
Without looking round, Nico yelled out.
‘Ed, go!’
I didn’t need to be told twice. I turned and ran for the castle.
16: The Lab
I glanced round as I reached the main castle door. All hell was breaking out behind me. The men in the lake were yelling at the tops of their voices as Nico kept creating waves
that crashed down on them. Beside him, Bradley was jumping up and down, emitting panicky shrieks. As I stood, watching, Broken Nose came racing round the corner. He didn’t notice me. All his
attention was on Nico and the furore at the lake. I sped indoors. Across the hall. Through the door. Up the stairs. Along the corridor.
I took a wrong turn and doubled back. Where was the door to the lab?
Around another corner and I saw it. I burst through the swing door and darted
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