the saga of the Dryad comes to an end and the repercussions reach the ears of Vincent Liedecker.. What will the master of the Mayfield Underground do with this knowledge? And who was it that took the genetic samples from the Dryad’s flower? Continue reading
Jada and the others recruit Tammy and Kura to help with the Dryad, but will they arrive in time to save Steampunk from the botanical brute’s clutches? Continue reading
“This is not a plan.” Arkose complained as the four of them walked through the gates. “In fact, you aren’t even sure there’s even reason to need a plan. All you’ve got to go on is the fact that a girl that’s already weird is acting weird.”
“We’re all weird.” Jada snapped at the stone girl. It wasn’t lost on her that between them, Steampunk was the only one that looked normal, but she didn’t want to be cruel by pointing that out. “And anyway, if you need more proof, did you notice how the guys at the gate just let us through? No asking where we were going, no making sure we had our locators—nothing. They just opened the gates for us like they didn’t care.”
“And you think it’s because of the flowers.” Arkose walked a step or two behind the others.
“What else? As far as we know, we don’t have any telepaths at the school strong enough to do that.”
“Plus,” Phineas chimed in, “This isn’t ‘Steampunk weird’. She’s got this robot girl thing going, but it’s kind of clear that even she’s bothered by this and whatever it is, it’s trying to get her to … Continue reading
Something evil has its sights set on the Liedecker Institute and it already has summit and Rapunzel. Can Jada “Dryad” Devos figure out what’s going on before it’s too late? If she wants to have any hope of that, she’s going to need some help. Continue reading
The game continues with plenty of powered hijinks. But maybe this innocent outing by everyone isn’t all ‘Fun and Games’. Could this portent something dangerous in store for the kids of the Liedecker Institute? Continue reading
Ah, the sweet insult of choosing teams. What school experience would be without it? Jada really wishes hers was, but clearly, she’s not that lucky. Continue reading
With mortal danger starring them in the face, Eddie, Phineas and Maya, along with Lucy and Alvin seem to be at the mercy of a fake FBI agent with high tech weaponry. The key words here at ‘seem to’. Never count out the students of the Liedecker Academy, they might just surprise you in the conclusion os the January Heatwave arc! Continue reading
Alvin folded his arms and scowled at the two boys. “So I’ve been hearing something about Kaine and Akagi forming some kind of powered posse to find Miss Blumberg here.”
Any other time, Phineas would snicker at the term ‘powered posse’, but now was not the time, even he knew better than to laugh at the stern security chief. “Well see, what had happened was…”
“Save it. I know enough.” Alvin cut him off. “It I had a say in it, your asses would be mine; I’m talking a couple dozen laps with no powers allowed, then one, two hundred push-ups same deal, followed by you choice of KP or scrubbing down the common rooms in the dorms. In fact, I’m going to strongly suggest all three to Ms. Brant once this is all over.
“Do you have any idea how dangerous what you did is?”
“We were using the buddy system. And Ed’s good luck.” Phineas knew that wasn’t the thing to say even as he was saying it.
Alvin only glared harder. “Once you graduate, I really don’t care if you kill yourself. But right now, while you’re at this school, you’re my responsibility and every time you … Continue reading
Alvin checked his service weapon; an air pistol that delivered either taser or sonic ‘screamer’ rounds, both definitively proven to be the best when it came to less-lethal engagements with descendants. It was there for the very simple fact that anyone going after powered kids would probably use powered hirelings to do so.
He unsnapped the band securing it in his shoulder holster, but did not draw it. If the noise really was the youth in question, he needed to look as non-threatening as possible.
Treading softly, he approached. The dumpster. “Hello?” No answer. “My name is T. Alvin Warren. I’m the head of security at the Liedecker Institute. I’m here to help.” Still no answer. But he did see a wisp of smoke come from just around the corner of the garbage receptacle. That was never a good sign.
“Listen; I know you’re scared. I’ve heard all about the men after you. I know they’re fakes. If you come out, we can get you somewhere safe and get to the bottom of this.”
A soft sound, possibly a whimper, possibly a scoff, it was hard to tell. “N-no, sir.”
Alvin raised an eyebrow. That was a new one. A … Continue reading
In the interest of doing good business; the Mayfield Chamber of Commerce made it excessively easy for anyone who wanted to know anything about their city. Free information kiosks were on every bus and commuter pod as well as in every mall and included at every major attraction.
With a few taps of the screen, a person could find pretty much any store in the city (who paid the yearly fee for inclusion in the database), ordered by customer ratings, size, or distance from the kiosk. There were also segments on tourist attractions, apartment listings, and even an expansive trivia section.
It was the trivia section that told Maya, in no uncertain terms, that Mayfield’s design itself was working against her plans of finding safe shelter.
Apartments were packed into skyscrapers, with precious few smaller scale tenements that could become derelict and open to squatters. The underground was all new and fully operational; no lost or forgotten sections to hide in. Mayfield was also home to the central headquarters to Lending Hand, Inc; a non-profit specializing in providing clean, safe shelter for the homeless.
It was a godsend to most, but it was also the first place they’d look for … Continue reading