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I‘d heard that books are gateways to new worlds.
I just didn’t think that meant literally.
Writing was my escape from life in foster care. But I never imagined the new pen I found would unlock a portal to the chaotic alternate universe in my story.
Now my pen’s back on Earth, and I’m here on the Kryptos–a spaceship headed for the volatile Quadrant Four. And after a series of deadly attacks, I’m assigned the task of figuring out who’s behind them.
No pressure, right?
But I’m determined to get to the bottom of it. Because I finally feel like I belong–and I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my new family and friends.
I wrote the first part of the story. But without my pen, will I find the power within me to shape how it ends?
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Excerpt from Fostered Reality
Light blasted from the glowing jagged line. It was like the universe had ripped. I cupped my hands over my eyes and watched as a round metal object the size of a car emerged. The light must have been some kind of portal. I couldn’t see what was on the other side of it, but I was betting it wasn’t good.
I jumped out of the way, fearing for my life. As I did so, the smooth surface of the spacecraft brushed against the rubber heel of my black sneaker, throwing me off balance and sending me rolling across the rocks and grass. Shockwaves rippled across the ground as the spacecraft crashed into the earth. Soil and fallen leaves flew into the air and rained back down. I covered my head to keep tree limbs from crashing on top of me.
When everything settled, pure instinct took over. I lifted my head from the woodland floor. As much as my body ached, I was determined to get away. I didn’t know what this thing was—and I didn’t want to find out.
I pushed myself up from the ground, fighting through the pain in my bloodied palms and skinned knees. My head was pounding, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. I had to get out of here.
I had just gotten to my feet when I heard a gush. A door slid open.
I wanted to run, but I was paralyzed by fear.
I wanted to scream, but my throat went tight.
A figure came forth, taking shape right before my eyes.
I took one step back, and then another. I wasn’t sure what to think. Had someone slipped me drugs? Was I hallucinating? Part of me was convinced this had to be a dream, but the other part of me knew good and well that I was awake.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. My heart was pounding faster than ever, and it felt like it was creeping up my throat. My breathing grew rapid, and my limbs went weak. Pull it together, Serena.
Gathering my wits, I darted behind the nearest tree, trying to escape the alien being’s line of vision.
I wasn’t fast enough.
“Serena?” the figure called after me.
I stopped in my tracks. Goosebumps rippled down my arms, and blood pumped through my veins.
It couldn’t be…
But it was. I knew it. I recognized that voice.
I peeked my head out from behind the tree to see for myself. It was a boy. He was about my age. He wore a gray uniform with brown lining. It hugged his broad shoulders and muscular frame. His messy hair didn’t quite cover up a fresh wound on his forehead. Blood was still oozing from it, but he didn’t seem fazed.
He caught my gaze, and a swoon-worthy smile spread across his face. “You are Serena, aren’t you?”
I gulped. “Yes.”
“My name is Rion Starsong. I’m here to rescue you.”