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ENTELEKY - MG Contemporary Adventure Fantasy

Query:
            

Children are being stolen and four tenacious tweens from around the world have the power to save them, they just don’t know it, yet.

Sage can’t understand why she is so affected by her friend’s emotions and why she has no control of her own. Mei can’t explain how she can play the violin so brilliantly without the ability to read notes. Themba can’t stop his mind from racing with possibilities every moment of every day. And Gabe has never known why he can run forever without tiring.

But the Enlerians, an advanced race of ocean-dwelling beings, know why. They can read their coded powers and, if given the key to unlock them, they believe those powers will save the stolen children.

The Korastians, another underwater civilization, have decided that humanity is hopeless and are stealing children in their bid to control the earth. Now these four kids are tasked with getting themselves kidnapped in order to infiltrate the domed world of Korast, save the stolen children being reprogrammed there, and stop the eradication of adults above.

To succeed they will have to believe the Enlerians and dive in, accepting what they are truly capable of. Fighting advanced mental and technological weapons, it will take all their new found powers to save themselves, let alone humanity.

 

Told in the distinct voices of the four multicultural characters, Enteleky is a middle grade contemporary adventure fantasy complete at 63,000 words.

 

First 250 words:

Chapter One: Sage

 

It must have been her imagination. No one was out there. She was just tired. Tired of the changes and tired of the unknown. Light was fading, being pulled across the water, drowning with the red ball sun too heavy to remain above the horizon. It was time to head back.

Finding her temporary home with palm trees placed in front like chess pawns before a king, she took the path around the side and brushed sand from her feet onto the manicured lawn. With a last glance to the twilight sky she stepped into the lanai her aunt had kept so perfectly considering she was never there. It was hard not to think of people living out of their cars.

She let the door slam but no one noticed. Returning to the green room, she flopped down on the bed and stared at her suitcase. She knew her mother wanted her to unpack and get organized. Why should she unpack to just pack it up again? They didn’t know where they were going to be living next week. Insane. How do you get organized for that?

Outside her thoughts she heard her name being called. She froze and listened. It called again, like a quiet wave onto the shore. The conch shell? She grabbed it off the dresser and held it to her ear. “Sage.” Her fingers flew open dropping it on the bed as her mind whirled into a tail spin. It was true; she could hear the ocean in a conch, but her name - too weird.