~Book Three~
In the third book called: "Charlie the Great White Horse and the Journey to the Egypt", fate again has called on Louis to answer his destiny. With the help of his newfound friends from the first two books and a few new strange and unforgettable characters from this newest adventure: Louis must once again thwart a new evil. It is an evil that threatens to take over, all the good in the world.
As this story unfolds, it turns out that Mr. Beamer is indeed an Ancient, not just an old farmer as he has been pretending to be. He is one of a great breeder of horses and a truly wizened old wizard, who has lived on the earth since recorded time it's self. He is the overseer and caretaker of the last of the great Arion race of horses, who are now calling Centerville home.
With the help of Charlie the Great White Horse, his son Junior, Louis and his loyal friends, all must now face an ever-growing and purer true evil, in a final and great battle for the minds, future and good of all the children in the world.
It is now known that two special and magical books still exist in the world, from the Ancient Times. One book has been stolen and has now fallen into the hands of evil and one book is in the hands of good, belonging to Mr. Beamer. With the help of Mr. Beamer, Charlie and their friends they must decipher the secret writings found inside their copy of the scared good book called- The Book of Honorius before the evil Squint-Eye Pete, his mom Big Sal Rossi and the "Missouri Rats" decipher their copy of the evil book called- The Book of Aka Manah.
Little Louis must once again take an epic journey filled with hope and courage, to the far ends of the earth, to answer his true calling in life.
The journey will be filled with inconceivable dangers, vile animals, strange otherworldly beasts, and evil men. Their journey will encompass the crossing over of far-away lands, wild vast deserts, exploring strange and magnificent cities, meeting great Shamans, Wizards, and Spiritualists but most of all it will be the new unfolding story of Louis and his final destiny. Because Louis will be called on by, a Higher-Power to unleash his inner-mind and inner-courage to thwart evil, as it never has been thwarted before, in the valley of the birth of humankind: The Valley of the Kings, in ancient Egypt.
It's, just another day in the life of Louis Robert Parks.
~Chapter 1~
Meet Big Sal
"It's nice to have you back?old friend."
"It's been a long time since I felt the comfort of your evil powers."
"Evil belongs to me once more," mumbled Squint-Eye Pete as he popped his crazy evil eyeball back into its empty socket, with his long icy fingers.
For three long weeks Squint had been without his crutch and his best friend; the evil eye that Ms. Telly Bell had dislodged from his skull, with a well placed blow of a frying pan, from the deck of the Cimmaron Cutter last year.
The evil eye had finally found its way back to its Dark Master never to be lost again.
"Now how do I: get out of this stench filled, reeking old bear cave, down the mountain side and into Santa's Village?"
Squint-Eye Pete had made it to safety, out of the cold, dark waters of the Great Lake-that night during the struggle for the famed Cimmaron Cutter. He had floated on a piece of wreckage though out the fury of the great storm, and only by a stroke of pure luck and determination, had he survived the night, temporarily defeated but not beaten.
Throughout the night, he fought to reach the lakeshore.
After a perilous struggle he finally washed ashore where Apollo and Jupiter had swam to their salvation at the base of the Table Rock lighthouse on the farthest northern shore of the Great Lake.
Pete had survived the long arduous journey northward by using Mr. Beamer's maps and the mystical compass that he had stolen days before from Louis. Eventually: when the road became too difficult to navigate, the night too dark to see through, or because of inclement weather; Pete found comfort and direction by using the powers of the magic bell that he had ripped off Louis's neck, while entangled and fighting with him, on the deck of the Cimmaron Cutter.
His desire for absolute and total power was once again contorting his mind and within the grasp of his spidery fingers.
Now all that lay before him: was to pass over the highest part the Ingnok Mountains and a quick decent, down the other side, into Santa's Village. Only a day or more away, and Pete would be once again, searching for his revenge.
No one gets the drop on Squint-Eye Pete, and certainly not some scrawny little kid with bright red freckles thought Pete, as he quickly exited the bear cave, only stopping for a minute to contemplate the great battle that must have ensued within its depths. There were cracked bones, torn fur and blood strew about the cave floor. The cooking-fire was still aglow at the rear of the cave and a cauldron full of spiced stew leisurely simmered, waiting for the last of its missing ingredients to be placed inside (of the Louis stew). After one last look around the cave, Pete was off again, through the shattered Polar Gates and into the faint daylight of the northern side of the cave. All the while searching for: a little red haired cow-licked boy, who stands about five feet three inches tall, has cobalt blue eyes, bright red freckles and is eleven years who; who constantly daydreams.
The thorn in Squint-Eye Pete's side
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