The League of Doorways (A Book of Vampires, Werewolves & Black Magic) (The Doorways Trilogy - Book Two) by Tim O'Rourke
Authors: Tim O'Rourke
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that world no more,” Wally told her, the mist coiling up all around him.
“But you live in this one,” Willow barked, her tail twitching behind her. “And as you know , both are reflections of each other. What happens in Endra also happens here.”
Wally stood and thought about this for a moment, then said, “Go back into Endra and tell that old crazy Wilberforce there is no League of Doorways. It doesn’t exist.”
“He says it does,” Willow shot back. “If you can’t do it for Wilberforce, then do it for an old friend.”
“What old friend?”
“Warden Weaver.”
“Warden?” Wally mused. “If Warden needs my help, why didn’t he come himself?” Wally asked.
“Because he is blind,” Willow told him.
“How do you know this?” Wally asked her.
“Because he is my husband,” Willow barked. “Warden needs your help. We need the help of the League of Doorways.”
“It can’t help you,” Wally said, looking up out of the hollow at her.
“So it does exist then?” Willow said.
“Yes,” Wally said.
“Then lead me to it.”
“I already have.”
“Where is this group of Noxas who will save us?” Willow said, scanning the immediate area with her fierce, red eyes.
Then, patting his chest with his claws, Wally grinned and said, “I am the League of Doorways. There is no one else. It’s just me.”
Chapter Nine
While the others had slept, Bom had headed out into the dying sunlight and hunted down some more of the bristly-haired desert rats. Zach woke to the smell of the meat cooking over the fire which Bom had built earlier that day. William lay on his side, his giant paws placed under his head like pillows. Neanna was awake, sitting against the far wall of the overhang, cloak pulled about her, knees drawn up beneath her chin.
Where was Faraday? Zachary wondered, sitting up and searching the cave. How would they find their way safely across the outer-rim without him? Then Zach spied him, standing just outside the rocky overhang. The dying sun in the distance was no more than a red ribbon on the horizon, causing a crimson shadow to fall away behind Faraday. He stood as tall as William at about six-foot-four, and his black shoulder-length hair swept back from his odd-looking face in the cool evening breeze.
“Gonna eat?” Bom suddenly asked Zach, taking a cooked desert rat from out of the fire and tearing it to pieces with his thick fingers.
From the shadows, Zach watched the Captain shove lumps of the pink-looking meat into his mouth. The noise he made chewing mouthfuls of the dead rat was disgusting. Greasy streaks of juice ran from Bom’s mouth and into his bushy beard. He armed them away and then belched. The noise rumbled about the overhang like thunder.
William stirred with a start and sat up. “What was that?” he barked, reaching for his catapult. Then, spying Bom sitting cross-legged before the fire and stuffing his mouth full of food, William sighed and said, “Oh it’s just you, you greedy hog!”
“Be quick, or I might just eat the lot,” Bom grumbled. “The rats ain’t so big out here , and I’m starving.”
“When ain’t ya starving,” William said, crossing over to the fire. Using his claws like a set of knives, he hooked one of the dead rats from the fire and dissected it. “Not eating?” William asked as he glanced over at Zach and Neanna.
Without saying anything, Neanna blinked across the overhang, took one of the rats, then blinked back into the shadows again. Using her fingers like tweezers, she plucked meat from the bones of the animal and ate it. Zach didn’t feel hungry – he felt anxious about what lay ahead. He wasn’t sure if he was doing the right thing by placing his trust in Faraday – in a machine. But what choice did he have? If the stories were true about the outer-rim – no one had ever survived – not even those peacekeepers the Queen had sent. With his back against the wall, he sat and watched Faraday. The man hadn’t
“But you live in this one,” Willow barked, her tail twitching behind her. “And as you know , both are reflections of each other. What happens in Endra also happens here.”
Wally stood and thought about this for a moment, then said, “Go back into Endra and tell that old crazy Wilberforce there is no League of Doorways. It doesn’t exist.”
“He says it does,” Willow shot back. “If you can’t do it for Wilberforce, then do it for an old friend.”
“What old friend?”
“Warden Weaver.”
“Warden?” Wally mused. “If Warden needs my help, why didn’t he come himself?” Wally asked.
“Because he is blind,” Willow told him.
“How do you know this?” Wally asked her.
“Because he is my husband,” Willow barked. “Warden needs your help. We need the help of the League of Doorways.”
“It can’t help you,” Wally said, looking up out of the hollow at her.
“So it does exist then?” Willow said.
“Yes,” Wally said.
“Then lead me to it.”
“I already have.”
“Where is this group of Noxas who will save us?” Willow said, scanning the immediate area with her fierce, red eyes.
Then, patting his chest with his claws, Wally grinned and said, “I am the League of Doorways. There is no one else. It’s just me.”
Chapter Nine
While the others had slept, Bom had headed out into the dying sunlight and hunted down some more of the bristly-haired desert rats. Zach woke to the smell of the meat cooking over the fire which Bom had built earlier that day. William lay on his side, his giant paws placed under his head like pillows. Neanna was awake, sitting against the far wall of the overhang, cloak pulled about her, knees drawn up beneath her chin.
Where was Faraday? Zachary wondered, sitting up and searching the cave. How would they find their way safely across the outer-rim without him? Then Zach spied him, standing just outside the rocky overhang. The dying sun in the distance was no more than a red ribbon on the horizon, causing a crimson shadow to fall away behind Faraday. He stood as tall as William at about six-foot-four, and his black shoulder-length hair swept back from his odd-looking face in the cool evening breeze.
“Gonna eat?” Bom suddenly asked Zach, taking a cooked desert rat from out of the fire and tearing it to pieces with his thick fingers.
From the shadows, Zach watched the Captain shove lumps of the pink-looking meat into his mouth. The noise he made chewing mouthfuls of the dead rat was disgusting. Greasy streaks of juice ran from Bom’s mouth and into his bushy beard. He armed them away and then belched. The noise rumbled about the overhang like thunder.
William stirred with a start and sat up. “What was that?” he barked, reaching for his catapult. Then, spying Bom sitting cross-legged before the fire and stuffing his mouth full of food, William sighed and said, “Oh it’s just you, you greedy hog!”
“Be quick, or I might just eat the lot,” Bom grumbled. “The rats ain’t so big out here , and I’m starving.”
“When ain’t ya starving,” William said, crossing over to the fire. Using his claws like a set of knives, he hooked one of the dead rats from the fire and dissected it. “Not eating?” William asked as he glanced over at Zach and Neanna.
Without saying anything, Neanna blinked across the overhang, took one of the rats, then blinked back into the shadows again. Using her fingers like tweezers, she plucked meat from the bones of the animal and ate it. Zach didn’t feel hungry – he felt anxious about what lay ahead. He wasn’t sure if he was doing the right thing by placing his trust in Faraday – in a machine. But what choice did he have? If the stories were true about the outer-rim – no one had ever survived – not even those peacekeepers the Queen had sent. With his back against the wall, he sat and watched Faraday. The man hadn’t
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