The Battle for Earth (Teen Superheroes Book 3)

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curved high above them; its highest reaches lay in complete darkness. They had been lucky to fall through an air shaft where the ceiling almost met the floor. Casting her eye across the chaotic landscape, Brodie saw various light sources illuminating the gloom. A shower of bright yellow sparks erupted from somewhere to their left.
    That must be a furnace , Brodie thought. One of the places where they build Tagaar equipment.
    The air was thick with smoke and strange odours. A family walked past them, giving them a curious look.
    “They are Densai,” Bax said.
    “Their world was completely destroyed by the Tagaar,” Tomay said.
    “When you say completely destroyed…” Dan’s voice trailed off.
    “The Densai fought long and hard against the Tagaar,” Tomay explained. “The Tagaar wished to make an example of the Densai to warn others who might stand against them. They ignited the atmosphere of their planet. It killed every living thing on the surface. To complete the process they drilled through to the core of the world and exploded it from within.”
    “That’s terrible,” Ebony said, feeling ill.
    “I think we need to –” Tomay started.
    A group of men came hurrying around a corner in the settlement and headed straight for them.
    “That is Ragin,” Tomay said quietly. “He is another member of the Council.”
    “So it is true,” Ragin said as the group drew near. He was a tall, pale grey man with large eyes. “There are strangers in Sartaria.”
    “We didn’t mean to intrude –” Brodie started.
    Ragin cut her off. “It is too late for that. You have already brought trouble.”
    “What do you mean?” Ebony asked.
    “The Tagaar soldiers are in the main square,” Ragin said. “They are demanding that we hand you over.”
    “And if you don’t?” Dan asked.
    “If we do not,” he said, “they will execute one of us every hour.”
     

Chapter Twenty-One
    I was standing in a small lane in the early morning light. I felt terrible about leaving Chad behind, but there was nothing else I could have done. Peering down at the wrist compass, I saw that the Russian Premier was nearby – and on the move. He and his security forces had probably been warned of my approach.
    I flew straight up into the sky. I had been worried before about the authorities catching sight of me, but I was beyond that now. There was only one direction, and that was forward.
    Hovering over the town, I looked for movement on the landscape and found it immediately. A convoy was leaving the other side of the village. It was comprised of a dozen jeeps and personnel carriers. In the midst of it was a limousine.
    My stomach turned over uncomfortably. It wasn’t so much at the thought of taking on the convoy – although that was difficult enough. It was what awaited me if I succeeded. I would have to use the Stonekiller weapon on the Premier of Russia and then –
    And then my whole life would never be the same again.
    Creating a shield around me, I started toward the convoy. A gunshot rang out; they had already seen me. I swung around behind the convoy as the firing continued. Soon an angry hail of bullets was rebounding off me. The convoy accelerated out of the town, followed a road through a field and into a thickly wooded area. I hung back and waited until it reached the forest. It would be more difficult for me to manoeuvre in the woods, but it would also be harder for them to spot me.
    Waiting until the convoy reached the heart of the wood, I focused on one of the trees near the road. Building up an enormous gust of wind, I applied some force and it fell with an almighty crash behind the limousine. The vehicles behind it screeched to a halt. Stranded. Only a few armored cars remained in front of the luxury automobile.
    A rocket flew out of nowhere at me. A launcher must have been on one of the lead vehicles. I flew erratically through the trees, but it still pursued me. Flying high above the field, I created a cannonball of

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