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Monster War
Dean Lorey
Monsters. Once upon a time they turned up every now and then, triggered by a gifted child’s nightmares. But now they’re here. ALL OF THEM. And this time, it’s war…The Fifth has made it to earth, but it’s not as bad as everyone expected.It’s worse.As CNN broadcasts 24-hour carnage and colossal monsters destroy the world’s cities, the fate of the world and all its people rests on one person’s shoulders.One quite SMALL person’s shoulders.But the Fifth is Mother to all monsters – and now she’s got Pinch on her side, one of the strongest double threats who ever lived. Charlie and his friends have the fight of a lifetime on their hands…
Nightmare Academy Monster War
Dean Lorey
For more ferocious monster fun log on to www.nightmareacademy.co.uk
To three people who helped and encouraged me when it meant the most:
Dr Jean Fant
Tim Schoch And, most of all, Francesca Rizzo
Table of Contents
Cover Page (#u9ffad2ad-9cd0-56d9-910b-cfde4aaeebcf)
Title Page (#uc11240e2-a516-52be-a55a-db14758c91a1)
Dedication (#u7d2eacdf-7081-5b31-bd09-a058def7778f)
Part One Attack of the Fifth (#u4344f288-8e02-5f36-92c6-ac53f1794e9b)
Chapter One the War Begins (#u65d1356e-bc1a-5fcf-a3eb-bebc9706b666)
Chapter Two Monster in the Mall (#u560117c3-60a1-592d-b560-d1c0535bdbf6)
Chapter Three No Place Like Home (#u25634e3e-6faf-5c4c-8200-4a2b0aaa0bcf)
Chapter Four Exiles at the Academy (#uc7a65504-7fd5-5aba-aef7-218a9b53c2c7)
Chapter Five the Central Mystery of Central Park (#u30389e1c-04dd-5a75-9328-1658d6d5c584)
Chapter Six the Hidden Headmaster (#u1aa5811a-5de2-5cb4-99f2-ca1ef697d062)
Part Two Sword of Sacrifice (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven the Netherforge (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight the Chasm Wrym (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine the Test of Sacrifice (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten Theodore Takes His Turn (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven A Reluctant Reunion (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve the Final Turn is Taken (#litres_trial_promo)
Part Three the Poisonous Plot of Director Drake (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen the Fight Begins (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen Bad Day in the Gorgon Maze (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen Escape from the Shredder-sharks (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Sixteen the Return of A Beautiful Lady (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seventeen Charging the Sword (#litres_trial_promo)
Part Four the Queen of Nightmares (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eighteen the Slumber (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nineteen the Lair of the Fifth (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty the Core of the Matter (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-One DRAKE (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Two an Old Friend (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
PART ONE ATTACK OF THE FIFTH (#ulink_887ae133-daa4-5624-9128-d348bf43a7f1)
CHAPTER ONE THE WAR BEGINS (#ulink_41f57534-7a71-5f11-8955-4ee87af4ca6a)
Like most big and terrible things, the war between the people of Earth and the monsters of the Nether started out small.
At first, there were just a few isolated attacks. A group of hikers in Maui were set upon by a pack of Dangeroos. The filthy, kangaroo-like beasts stuffed the screaming humans into their pouches and then hopped off into the dense and humid jungle beyond.
The hikers were never seen again.
Several postal workers in the small town of Conyers, Georgia were bitten by one-eyed serpents that lay coiled in mailboxes. The shiny purple beasts came to be known as Yeller-Swellers because their bite caused people to yell loudly in pain and then swell up like giant marshmallows. Fortunately, the swelling was only temporary. Unfortunately, when the victims shrank back down, they didn’t stop shrinking until they were half their original size.
Even the President of the United States was a victim of Monster Attack.
Although he had some of the best security of anyone on the planet, nothing could protect him from his own nightmares. While sleeping in the presidential suite in the White House, he dreamed that he was walking through his old school completely naked. In the dream, everyone pointed at him and laughed - his teachers, his parents and even his dog, Herbert. In fact, Herbert’s laughter was so cruel and mean-spirited that it caused the President to have a panic attack and, quite unconsciously, he opened a fiery purple portal to the Netherworld.
A Mimic slithered through.
Using its long arms and fingers, it quickly abducted the man, stashed him in a cupboard and then changed form to ‘mimic’ him so precisely that even the President’s wife couldn’t tell the difference, although she did mention that he smelled strongly of cinnamon -a common trait of Mimics.
That afternoon, the thing that looked like the President held a press conference. In front of the entire world, it began rhyming like an insane Dr Seuss, telling everyone that the “Monsters are why, we’re all gonna die - so let’s just eat pie. Goodbye!” Then the creature did backflips through the astonished throng of reporters until its true identity was revealed when it knocked over a water bottle and the resulting splash of liquid caused its skin to melt away like candle wax.
After the monster was captured and destroyed, the real President was rescued. The shaken man wasted no time before holding another press conference to explain to the world that no one should panic and that things were completely under control.
But they weren’t.
Sitting in his parents’ apartment in Brooklyn, Charlie Benjamin watched TV with growing anxiety as CNN showed endless reports of Nethercreatures rampaging through cities around the globe. Flocks of Hags spiralled out of a night-time sky to snatch entire football teams from their stadiums - the starting line-up of the Dallas Cowboys was the most recent casualty. Gremlins gorged themselves on power cables at plants throughout the world, plunging entire cities into darkness. In fact, Tokyo was just recovering from a Gremlin-caused blackout.
The fear brought on by these attacks caused millions of nightmares in people across the planet. In turn, those nightmares opened portals to the Netherworld, allowing an incredible influx of new monsters to pour through. Charlie had been taught in his ‘Monster Invasion: What You Can Do About It’ class that this was called the ‘Snowball Effect’. But to learn about it in a schoolroom was one thing - seeing it in action was something terrifyingly different.
“Horrible, horrible…” Charlie’s father Barrington muttered as he watched the attacks unfold.
“Yes, indeed,” his wife Olga agreed. She smoothed her dress and sighed heavily. “Why are they doing this to us, Charlie?”
“Because they can.”
He knew the answer wasn’t very satisfying, but it was true. The monsters were attacking because it was in their nature to attack - it was simply what they were born to do, and they were doing it now with terrifying gusto.
And all because of me, Charlie thought glumly, although he didn’t say it.
The attack of the monsters of the Nether wasn’t his fault, not really, but he’d certainly contributed to their getting to Earth in the first place.
For six months, he and his friends had studied Banishing and Nethermancy at the Nightmare Academy, honing their skills in preparation to one day go to work for the Nightmare Division - the organisation charged with controlling the Nethercreature population on Earth. During their final exam, they stumbled across a plot to bring the last two Named Lords of the Nether out of that terrible land of monsters and here to our world.
Despite Charlie’s best efforts (or maybe because of them, depending on who you talked to) the Named succeeded in their evil scheme and managed to summon the Fifth - a creature of unimaginable power. She promptly destroyed all the Named Lords and established herself as the General of the Army of the Nether, sending her ferocious minions out across the planet to wreak havoc on humanity.
Someone had to take the blame, and Director Drake of the Nightmare Division blamed Charlie and sent him into exile.
As much as he was desperate to leave his parents’ apartment and return to his friends at the Nightmare Academy, Charlie didn’t see how he could. If he left his mum and dad alone, they would most likely be monster food within minutes. Plus, there was that sticky matter of his being ‘exiled’. He didn’t know what it meant exactly, but he suspected it involved him being banished from the Academy - maybe for ever.
Not that a little thing like ‘banishment’ was going to stop him. As far as Charlie was concerned, nothing was going to prevent him from seeing Violet, Theodore and Brooke again after he was sure his parents were safe from the monsters of the Nether. And then…something miraculous happened.
The monsters gave up.
As quickly as the attacks on humanity had started, they stopped. For a full week, there were no monster sightings anywhere on planet Earth. Across the globe, people celebrated and rejoiced. They even went back to their old routines, sure that the Monster War was finally over.
“Charlie, you’re too thin,” his mother scolded as he nibbled at his burger. Charlie kept glancing at the door of the restaurant, sure that some horrible beast was going to lurch in - but the place remained calm and quiet.
“I’m fine, Mom. Really.”
“There’s nothing wrong with him,” his father said, gulping down a chocolate milkshake. “The boy is just growing taller. Children are like toffee - as you stretch them, they get thinner.”
“Well, I think it’s stress. For almost a year now, he’s been expected to save the entire world from monsters all on his own. I mean, he hasn’t even kissed a girl yet.”
“Mom!”
“Well, it’s true.”
Not really, Charlie thought, thinking of the quick kiss he’d shared with Brooke on the beach in front of the Nightmare Academy six months ago, but he didn’t say anything. He glanced again at the front door.
“Will you please stop doing that?” Olga snapped. “Nothing is coming through there! Goodness gracious - no one has seen a monster in over a week.”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean they’re not around…hiding…waiting to attack.”
“And why is that your problem?” His mother angrily jabbed a French fry into her ketchup. “Let the adults in the Nightmare Division handle it - you’re still a child! My child! And as long as you’re with us, we will protect you - not the other way around. That’s just the way it works in the real world.”
Yeah, right, Charlie thought. The image of his parents protecting him from monsters was so laughable that he couldn’t even conjure it up.
“Well, we may be the adults,” his father said, “but the fact remains that Charlie is an extraordinarily good monster hunter. He’s a…what do they call you?”
“A Double-Threat.”
“Double-Threat! Yes, indeed! The boy can both Banish and Nethermance - most children can’t do either.”
“Well, he didn’t ask for this horrible ability,” his mother replied icily. “I’m just thankful the monsters have stopped attacking so we can stop worrying about it.”
Charlie shook his head. “It’s not over.”
“How do you know?”
“I just do. I can…I can feel it. Something is coming, something bad and I’ve got to…” He hesitated. “I’ve got to leave you and go and find my friends at the Academy - I’ve got to get ready to fight” were the words he knew he should say - but the panicked, desperate look in his mother’s eyes stopped him.
“Charlie Benjamin,” she said with a sigh. “You know I love you more than life itself…but you can’t possibly get rid of all the monsters in the world.”
And that was when a Netherbat crashed through the large front window of the restaurant.
I may not be able to get rid of all the monsters in the world, Charlie thought as the crimson beast sailed inside with a shriek, furiously flapping its leathery wings as startled customers dived for cover from the terrible spray of glass, but I can get rid of this one.
He reached under the table and drew his glowing blue rapier - it felt good in his hand. With another ear-piercing shriek, the Netherbat snatched a screaming, stocky man in its talons, then spun around and flapped towards the broken window, trying to escape with its flailing prize.
Charlie leaped into the air and, with one quick, smooth move, brought his sizzling rapier down on the beast’s left wing. The Netherbat fell to the ground in a fountain of black ichor and, off balance now, careened into a table in a gloopy explosion of mustard and ketchup. Still flapping with its one remaining wing, it flipped on to its back and slammed into the restaurant wall. The nearby customers scrambled to crawl away as the beast snapped at them - until Charlie put a quick stop to that by chopping off the Netherbat’s head.
“Th-thank you!” the stocky man exclaimed as Charlie yanked him from the dead creature’s spasming talons. But before Charlie could mutter “You’re welcome”, two more monstrous bats sailed in, searching for tasty human prey. Charlie gutted one of the beasts as it soared above him and then quickly dispatched the other as it flew into the kitchen. The creature’s carcass slammed down on to the grill, where it cooked and sizzled alongside the burgers and fried onions.
There was silence then, broken only by the popping of frying meat. After a moment, it was joined by another sound.
Clapping.
Charlie turned to see the customers in the restaurant applauding as they struggled to their feet. “Oh, it was nothing,” he said, turning a bright shade of red, secretly pleased. But then he heard screaming. A great crowd of people were rushing out of the nearby shopping centre. Something was inside.
Something bad.
“Don’t,” his mother pleaded.
“I have to,” Charlie replied and, without another word, he ran out of the restaurant and towards the monsters in the mall.
CHAPTER TWO MONSTER IN THE MALL (#ulink_ad9c162e-f0ce-5dc4-bf2e-251ac26eaace)
Screaming customers flooded from the entrance in waves, and pushing through them was like trying to break through heavy surf. Somehow Charlie managed. Once inside, he tried to distance himself from the cries of the panicked people to figure out the cause of their terror. His first clue came from a woman just outside a clothes shop. People streamed past her - mothers clutching children, elderly people hopping along on sticks - but for some reason this woman wasn’t moving.
