The Heirs of Prime

Connor Oswald

Description

An action-packed story of brotherhood
In a world of elemental super-powered tyrants called Primals, Zep, our impulsive and mainly incompetent protagonist, faces everything from killer flying cars to gods among men. AJ, Zep's older and far more competent brother, creates a wristband that can do anything from stopping bullets to sending an enemy flying with just one punch. When AJ realizes just how powerful the wristband is he decides he needs more for the rest of the group; the only problem is that the only way to make more is in the hands of the Primal called Tecton. Will they succeed in avoiding the wrath of elemental gods, or will they fall victim to the Heirs of Prime?

Sujets

• Imaginaire
• Science-fiction
• Action
• Bracelet
• Factory
• Primal
• Technologie
• Adventure
• Elements
• Element
• Technology
• Crater
• Tecton Group
• Young Adult Fiction
• Science Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 23 octobre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781663246615
• Langue: English

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THE HEIRS OF PRIME
 
 
 
CONNOR OSWALD
 
 
 
 

 
THE HEIRS OF PRIME
 
 
Copyright © 2022 Connor Oswald.
 
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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
 
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6632-4659-2 (sc)
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Library of Congress Control Number: 2022918659
 
iUniverse rev. date: 10/06/2022
CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter 1Tick-Tick Boom
Chapter 2Breath of Nul
Chapter 3Baldski and an Old Friend
Chapter 4The Not-So-Secret Vault
Chapter 5Run
Chapter 6Killer Cars Too?
Chapter 7More Than One?
Chapter 8Ghostly Water Fountains?
Chapter 9How’s the Water Down There?
Chapter 10City of Stone
Chapter 11Raven or Dove?
Chapter 12The Breath of Zepher
Chapter 13What are they Feeding these People?
Chapter 14Empty Pockets
Chapter 15Fall for You
Chapter 16Tecton’s Rage
Chapter 17The Plan
Chapter 18You Again?
Chapter 19Broken Promises
Chapter 20Disastrous Consequences
Chapter 21The Vain Attempt
Chapter 22Kings and Pawns
Chapter 23It Remains the Same
Chapter 24Roots
Chapter 25Atrocities of the Highest Order
Chapter 26The Speech
Chapter 27Gods Amongst Men
Chapter 28The Test of Time
Chapter 29Data Points
Chapter 30Action and Reaction
Chapter 31A Fine Line
Chapter 32Locked Out
Chapter 33One Hundred and One
Chapter 34War
Chapter 35Sins of Man
Chapter 36Past, Present, Future




PROLOGUE
Prima sat at the head of a short, wooded table in Zepher’s castle in the sky. She would have used her place for the meeting, but Zepher insisted that they come see his new abode. He had obviously been trying to one up Tecton’s Underground and it worked to some degree.
The castle lay on a concentrated layer of clouds in his territory. The sheer amount of water in the newly formed layer was enough to support the castle’s weight. The castle itself was massive and had somewhat of an intricate design. The rising pillars and massive stained-glass windows mixed onto the gray stone background definitely made a sight that would impress most people. Not for Prima though. She found the castle impractical and rather useless. With one swipe of her hand, she could send the castle crashing to the ground. She contemplated the idea when she first saw the place but found it a useless endeavor. Zepher was one of the less...headstrong of the Primals and she hadn’t had to put him in his place for at least a decade. He was content with his role and her rules which couldn’t be said for the other three.
She was the first one there other than Zepher himself who sat to her right. His white hair and beard were trimmed and clean, but he still radiated a very distinctive old man smell that she couldn’t handle for more than an hour at a time.
Tecton was the next one to enter the room. His aviator glasses reflected the bright light that came pouring in through the window. His blond hair was a little more unkempt than usual and his signature brown trench coat was covered with dust and dirt.
“Have a little trouble getting up?” Prima asked facetiously.
“Yes actually,” Tecton said brushing the layer of dirt off his coat. “Thanks for asking.”
“Don’t do that in here,” Zepher said as he moved towards the window. “You are going to get the rug dirty.”
The old man opened the window and waved his hand towards the door. Immediately a concentrated gust of air blew in and picked up the dirt from the rug’s fibers, suspending the particles in the air. Zepher pulled his hand back and the air went back out the window, taking the dirt with it.
“A little dirt never hurt anyone,” Tecton said. “Builds character if you asked me.”
“Well build your character somewhere else,” Zepher replied.
The blond man laughed and took a seat on Prima’s left. Zepher took his seat back as well. Not even a minute later Helios walked in. His black hair was spiked up in the front giving him several extra inches of height. A desperate necessity , Prima thought. She was just above average height for a woman and even she had three inches or so on him. “Nice to see you on time,” Tecton said. “I know it must be hard with those legs of yours.”
Helios stopped on his way to the table, immediately forming a fireball in his hand. “Say what now?”
“I said it must be hard to get places on time with those legs of yours,” Tecton repeated himself, but this time he spoke as if he were talking to a child.
The fireball grew bigger in Helios’ hand. “You know we are thirty thousand feet above the ground right now right? You have no protection.”
Zepher stood up, his chair scooting back without even a sound. “You throw that thing in here and I am throwing the both of you out the window.”
“Oh yeah,” Tecton said ignoring Zepher’ comment. “Why don’t we just see about that?” Tecton shot up from his seat. The chair behind him slammed on the carpet with a muffled thud.
“Enough,” Prima called out as she waved her hand and the window reopened. A massive gust of wind flew through the window, knocking the three men off their feet and onto the soft carpet.
The three men immediately got to their feet. Tecton had a visible smile on his face, Helios looked to him angrily and Zepher signaled for them both to stop. The three sat down in their seats contently waiting for Prima to speak. She gave it a moment, resting in the silence of the three. It was a rare occurrence. “Where’s Brine?” she finally asked.
“Oh yeah,” Tecton said as if he had forgotten something. “She said she wouldn’t be able to make it today.”
“She did what now?” Prima asked dryly.
“She said she wouldn’t be able—”
“I heard you Tecton,” she snapped. “Why can’t she make it?”
“She said it was personal,” Tecton replied. “She said she was okay with whatever we decided though.”
Prima made a mental note to make an example out of her later, but there wasn’t much she could do about it now. “Next time it needs to be stressed to her the importance of these meetings. Understand?”
Tecton nodded his understanding.
“So where are we going to attack next?” she asked. She obviously held the final decision, but it was easier to let them bicker amongst themselves.
“I think we should hit Westen,” Tecton said. “I’ve heard rumors of a group making and selling weapons to arm themselves.”
Zepher scoffed. “Of course, you want to hit a city in my territory. Listen, I heard of the rumors, and I will deal with it. It’s not that pressing right now.”
“What about Adria,” Helios offered. “The people over there are getting far too rich for my liking with all their trading.”
This time Tecton shook his head. “Just because people are rich doesn’t mean we need to take them out. They are traders, let them trade.”
“Good point,” Zepher said. “Plus, I am sure Brine wouldn’t be too happy with us going into her territory without her say.”
Helios was the one to scoff this time. “She doesn’t care about which city we hit. Plus, she has no say in the matter for this meeting.”
“Asone,” Prima said simply.
Tecton looked over to her almost warningly, “I told you I had that covered.”
Prima didn’t respond. She simply stared back at the man.
“Had what covered?” Helios asked.
“Nothing, just a couple of people not happy with how I run things is all,” Tecton replied, breaking eye contact with his superior.
Prima didn’t break eye contact though. “Try a thousand.”
“Of course, they aren’t happy,” Zepher said. “Your Phantom Troops snuff them out for looking at them the wrong way.”
“Only if they don’t follow the law,” Tecton said looking to Helios for backup. The man simply shook his head no. Tecton tried to stand, but his chair scooted back on the soft of the carpet awkwardly. “Well, I’m sorry that I am the only one of us who knows how to enforce them.”
Zepher and Helios shared a glance before Zepher finally spoke. “You say that, but who has a rebellion that is forming in their territory?”
“It’s not a rebellion,” Tecton said. “Trust me I will snuff it out by the end of the week.”
“That’s what you said about the rebellion in Gora,” Helios said. “And we all know what happened there.”
“I could have handled that too if you all would have given me time,” Tecton argued.
“We don’t have time,” Helios replied snappily. “We haven’t showed a united front for two years now and people are becoming more confident by the second. Just the other day I had a man try to kill me with a lead pipe. It was quite embarrassing actually.”
“For you or for him?” Tecton retorted with a hint of a smile.
“Never mind that,” Zepher