by McMann, Lisa
“That’s trrroubling.”
“I meant to do something about that tube.”
Sky’s face was concerned. “But how did you get him through the wall? Did you find a spell for that after all?”
“No,” Alex said. “That’s even more troubling. He can see it. The opening, I mean.”
Simber turned his head sharply. “He can?”
“Yes. I almost fell over. It’s not good.”
Sky looked at Alex. “What does it mean?”
Alex considered all the dreadful possibilities. “It means he’s a lot more powerful magically than we ever imagined.” A swirl of fear dove through him. “If he ever finds out … ” He shook his head and didn’t finish.
They reached the wreckage of whatever had exploded. Simber hovered above it. Alex lit a spotlight spell component and pointed it at the water.
The light reflected on a clear panel, like a window, which was held in place by a massive rounded white structure. It was a vessel—sort of. But it was obviously not seaworthy, at least not anymore. It had already begun to sink.
“What is it?” Alex asked. “Do you see anyone in there? How do we get inside it?”
Simber stared down at the vessel, only the point of it showing above the water now. “Two, maybe thrrree humans, he said after a minute. “I can’t see verrry farrr with the sea bottom all stirrred up. But they’rrre all dead.”
Sky and Alex looked at each other in alarm.
Simber sampled the air, his eyes closing halfway as he concentrated. “Definitely thrrree of them.” He rose in height. “I don’t think this is a good time to go down therrre. Therrre’s nothing we can do. Let’s wait until daylight.” The statue looked back at Alex. “But it’s yourrr call.”
Alex hesitated, thinking about going down into the dark water to see dead bodies. “No, you’re right. We’ll send a team out in the morning.”
Simber marked the location mentally, then turned back toward Artimé, and all three were silent until they landed.
The people of Artimé gathered around. Sean and another man whom Alex didn’t know were standing on either side of Aaron, gripping his upper arms tightly. “What is it?” Sean asked, followed by echoes from the crowd.
“We don’t know, exactly,” Alex said. “It’s some kind of vessel with humans inside. It’s sinking. And they’re dead.”
Some of the Unwanteds gasped. Aaron looked relieved.
“But it came from the sky,” Meghan said.
Alex shrugged. “Maybe it’s an air vessel, not a water vessel,” he said, musing. “Don’t we have a book about such things in the library?” He looked at Lani and Mr. Appleblossom.
“I don’t know.” Lani’s voice was a mystery.
Mr. Appleblossom looked troubled, and not just because his party had been ruined. “This thing has surely happened once before,” he said. “The craft had fans that kept it in the air. But by the time it washed upon the shore, no humans lived to tell about their scare.”
Ms. Morning nodded. “I remember that. Father kept the pieces he found, Alex. They’re up in the museum.”
Alex remembered seeing something up there with a fan attached. “But where did it come from?”
“We don’t know,” Simber said. He bared his teeth at Aaron.
Aaron narrowed his eyes and shifted uncomfortably. “Well, then. Now that the intruders are dead and everything is fine and I find no reason to, ah, attack you, I’ll just be going now,” he said. “Can someone uncuff my wrists? I’ll show myself out.” He flashed a patronizing smile as if he expected the Unwanteds to do what he asked.
Everyone ignored him.
The speculation began about the thing that had exploded in the air. Did it come from the stars? The moon?
“Please understand that things don’t work that way,” Mr. Appleblossom began, waving his hands and trying to raise his voice above the crowd. “It flies from side to side, not up to down.” He drew a finger across the sky. “It uses wings—like Simber, but no flap—and isn’t meant to crash to sea or ground.” He cringed at the imperfect rhyme.
Samheed patted the man’s shoulder sympathetically.
Alex, Sky, Samheed, Meghan, and Lani gathered in a group to try to figure out where the thing could have come from. And then Lani blurted out, “Sometimes don’t you just wonder how we all got here? I mean our ancestors, before Mr. Today and Justine started Quill.”
That left them all silent and thoughtful. Aaron stared at Lani. “What do you mean, before them?”
Lani startled. Most of them had forgotten that he was still standing nearby, waiting to be let free. But Lani didn’t have time to answer him, not that she would have anyway, because Simber rose quickly and stared out over the sea to the west. Alex followed his gaze, and then he sucked in a breath.
“Oh, crud,” he said. He raced to Simber, made sure he wasn’t imagining things, and said quietly, “Is that—?”
Simber growled long and low. “It is.”
Alex tried not to panic. He stood by Simber’s side collecting his wits and gathering courage through a few mostly painless deep breaths. Florence moved over to them as well. Alex turned to face the partygoers, his face stricken, as hundreds of tiny lights appeared, dotting the surface of the sea between Warbler and Artimé.
The time for merriment and discussion about flying objects was over.
“Everybody,” Alex said in as calm a voice as he could muster. “It appears we are under attack. I need you to go inside and get dressed for battle.”
The hundred or so Unwanteds that remained stood stunned, and then several of them gasped and jumped up, trying to see what was happening. The lights slowly grew stronger.
Alex called for attention once again, but the panic was palpable. “Warriors, you’ll find instructions on your blackboards in a few minutes. As soon as you have them, return to the lawn. Go quickly now!” There was a split second’s hesitation before the alarmed Artiméans stampeded to the mansion door.
Alex looked around, anxious, scanning the crowd for his closest friends, and he saw Sky at a run, dragging Crow by the hand and rushing up to Sam and Lani.
“They’re coming for us!” Sky screamed. “Lani, Sam, Crow—we have to go back with them or they’ll attack Artimé!”
“No!” Alex shouted. “No one is going back there. Artimé fights to protect its people.”
Sky’s eyes blazed. “I won’t be responsible for anyone’s death!” she yelled back at him, her voice ragged.
Crow started crying as people pushed past him.
“Sky—” Alex said, but Lani caught Alex’s eye. She grabbed Sky’s arm and pulled her and Crow inside.
Alex turned to Florence. Outwardly he was calm and collected, but inwardly he felt like he was bordering on hysterical. He pulled his little notebook from his pocket to sketch out their plan of defense, knowing that Artimé was the most prepared it had ever been yet feeling like they were about to be overwhelmed.
He focused, turning away from the flurry and chaos at the mansion door, while the High Priest Aaron Stowe, more afraid than all the rest, wrenched his arms free from his guards and lost himself in the crowd, still shackled. He tripped up the stairs, and before anyone cared enough to stop him, he careened down the secret hallway and into the kitchenette, and stumbled into the tube.
Faced with an array of buttons this time, Aaron panicked. “Which one?” he whispered like a man possessed. “Which one!” He hesitated, and then he slammed his shackled fists into all of them.
No more than an instant later, the high priest of Quill faded away.
Mr. Today’s Clue:
FOLLOW THE DOTS AS THE TRAVELING SUN,
MAGNIFY, FOCUS, EVERY ONE.
STAND ENROBED WHERE YOU FIRST SAW ME,
UTTER IN ORDER; REPEAT TIMES THREE.
SAM & LANI’S TAP SYSTEM:
A=1 TAP
B=2 TAPS
C=3 TAPS
D=4 TAPS
E=5 TAPS OR 1 SLAP
> F=6 TAPS OR 1 SLAP 1 TAP
G=7 OR 1 SLAP 2 TAPS
H=8 OR 1 SLAP 3 TAPS
I=9 OR 1 SLAP 4 TAPS
J=10 OR 2 SLAPS
K=11 OR 2 SLAPS 1 TAP
L=12 OR 2 SLAPS 2 TAPS
M=13 OR 2 SLAPS 3 TAPS
N=14 OR 2 SLAPS 4 TAPS
0=15 OR 3 SLAPS
p=16 OR 3 SLAPS 1 TAP
Q=17 OR 3 SLAPS 2 TAPS
R=18 OR 3 SLAPS 3 TAPS
S=19 OR 3 SLAPS 4 TAPS
T=20 OR 4 SLAPS
U=21 OR 4 SLAPS 1 TAP
V=22 OR 4 SLAPS 2 TAPS
W=23 OR 4 SLAPS 3 TAPS
X=24 OR 4 SLAPS 4 TAPS
Y=25 OR 5 SLAPS
Z=26 OR 5 SLAPS 1 TAP
Author photograph © 2011 by Vania Stoyanova, VLCPhoto
Lisa McMann is the author of the New York Times best selling Wake trilogy, Dead to You, Cryer’s Cross, and the middle-grade dystopian fantasy series The Unwanteds. She lives with her family in the Phoenix area. Read more about Lisa and find her blog through her website at LisaMcMann.com. Or better yet, find her on Facebook (facebook.com/mcmannfan) or follow her on Twitter (twitter.com/lisa_mcmann).
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McMann, Lisa.
Island of fire / by Lisa McMann. — First Aladdin hardcover edition.
pages cm. — (Unwanteds ; [book 3])
Summary: “The magical world of Artimé is gone and the Unwanteds are looking to Alex Stowe for answers, but while his twin brother Aaron continues to build his army in Quill, a very dangerous common enemy is revealed.”—Provided by publisher.
[1. Fantasy. 2. Brothers—Fiction. 3. Twins—Fiction.] I. Title.
PZ7.M478757Iq 2013 [Fic]—dc23 2012031939
ISBN 978-1-4424-5845-1 (hardcover : alk. paper) — ISBN 978-1-4424-5847-5 (eBook)