Awakenings

Saffina Desforges

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International best-selling author SAFFINA DESFORGES (writing as STEVIE JORDAN) & the creator of the wonderfully dark and disturbing, 'Birdy' KAREN OSBORNE bring you...INDIGO KIDS: Seven special children - one mission. Through time and space, seven uniquely talented children are called together. Connected by an invisible thread and each with a special gift, they are given a supremely important job: To save the world. They are the chosen ones. They are - the Indigo Kids.Part Four - CECI (approximately 18,000 words) Ceci has never had much of anything. Growing up on the mean streets of Brazil, he has fought every day of his short life - a life that is soon to come to an end...or is it? When Ceci wakes up in an empty operating theatre in Buenos Aires with no recollection of how he got there, strange things start to happen. Finding a mysterious key and discovering a hidden world beneath the hospital where strange becomes downright weird, Ceci soon finds out that maybe his life is worth more than he thought - but to whom?Louis Ortega, aka The Hierophant, wants Ceci's soul -wants his colour--his and the rest of the indigo kids'. Ortega has a plan and with the help of his faithful-but-misguided mercenaries, will stop at nothing to achieve it. With his dark prince and master surgeon, Raphael by his side, Ortega continues his quest to steal the colour from the world and use it for his own means - but Ortega didn't bank on the power of the kids or their special gifts. Slowly, but surely, they are opening their hearts and minds and in doing so, discovering things about themselves they never knew - with their colours, comes power.Ceci is about to find out that he has allies - friends. From the wondrous Jax and the geeky Hadi, to the glittering green girl, Harmony and the adventurous Starr, to the ones he is yet to meet, it soon becomes apparent that for the first time ever, he isn't alone.He is being called - they are being called. It's time for the beginning of the end. It's time for.... Awakenings."Answer, my children - answer as if your heart would break. Answer the shades, the hues, the petrol blues. Answer the call...of Indigo."Jax, Hadi & Starr are out now! Harmony, Ming & Xi, Shai are coming soon.Paragon & Nirvana will be released in 2014.**Warning - this series is Young/new adult fantasy/sci-fi/paranormal. It may contain some sexual references and graphic scenes.**

Sujets

• Fantasy (canción de Mariah Carey)
• Fantasy

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• Publié par: eBookPartnership.com
• Date de parution: 19 mai 2014
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781908961600
• Langue: English

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Copyright ©St evie Jordan& Karen Osborne 2014
 
Stevie Jordan & Karen Osborne haveasserted their rights in accordance with the Copyright, Designs andPatents Act 1988 to be identified as the authors of thiswork.
 
 
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This story is awork of fiction. The resemblance of any characters to personsliving or dead is purely coincidental.
 
 
ISBN: 978-1-908961-60-0
 
 
 
Seven specialchildren - one mission.
 
Through timeand space, seven uniquely talented children are calledtogether.
 
Connected by aninvisible thread and each with a special gift, they are given asupremely important job.
 
To save theworld.
 
They are thechosen ones.
 
They are - theIndigo Kids.
Indigo Kids
 
‘ Awakenings’
Part Four
 
CECI
 
By
 
Saffina Desforges (writing as StevieJordan)
&
KarenOsborne
 
Indigochildren ~ children believed to possess special, unusual andsometimes supernatural traits or abilities.
 
Location: Buenos Aires
Date: Sometime in the near future.
1.
 
 
“ Patient, Caesar Diaz. Time of death: 15:45. Doctor AnitaGonzales on behalf of the Institute of Higher Living, Buenos Aires,Argentina.”
AnitaGonzales’ voice echoed coldly off the sterile walls of theoperating theatre. Heaving a sigh and with the gentleness of amother, she tugged at the spaghetti-like array of tubes andelectrodes snaking from the dead boy’s body. “There’s going to betrouble over this one,” she said to the nurse in attendance.
“ Porque? Why?”
“ Raphaelordered that he be kept alive until Ortega gets here. He is flyingin by private jet to test the boy personally.”
“ LouisOrtega is coming here?”
“ Si. Thegreat founding father himself is visiting our Institute.” Anitagave a wry smile. “And I have to tell him that the street kid hebrought all the way from Sao Paulo—the one believed to be theyellow indigo—is dead.”
“ Itisn’t your fault, doctor. Raphael is the Senior Director, he madethe final decisions.”
“ Yes,that’s as may be, but I am the doctor in charge.” Anita arched aneyebrow at the nurse. “Who do you think is likely to lose theirjob?”
“ Thecomputer program and tests came up with hardly anything - themerest residue of yellow. The boy might not be an indigo.” The nurse clicked her tongueas if she were telling off her children. “Besides, the results showthat his heart was strong. There was no reason for him to die. Youcould not know what would happen.” She rested a hand on Caesar’stanned wrist. “Descansa en Paz, little one. Rest inpeace.”
Anita Gonzalestapped the button on the heart-monitoring machine and the lightswent out. Touching her fingers to her lips, she kissed them, thenpressed them gently to Caesar’s rapidly-blueing mouth. “Buenasnoches, hombrecito, sleep well.”
 
2.
 
“ So, itis true then?”
Caesar‘Ceci’ Diaz felt unwanted. Tears stung his eyes as hewatched his short life ebb away. Like watching an old movie on aprojector, scenes from his miserable existence flickered in hisbrain as he felt the last few beats of his heart.
There he was,dirty-faced and lean, begging for money from the lucky rich onholiday, then relieving them of their fat wallets when they saidno. Ceci could almost feel the grazing of his knees as he bent downin a dingy alleyway to satisfy some sick bastard’s needs for theprice of a meal. Despite the pain he felt now as he dragged in hislast breaths, he couldn’t help but smile inside – he had been borna fighter and soon learned that selling himself was going nowherebut down, so he and his little gang of survivalists, quicklyswapped giving head in the shadows for slipping into the windows ofthe rich and wealthy in Villa Crespo and taking the trinkets thatthey probably never even missed. His life may have been short, butpor dios, did he live it!
Asthe bleep, bleep of themachines faded into the background as though someone had cuppedtheir hands over his ears, Ceci recalled the huge risks of beinginvolved in any kind of crime as a street kid. The children thatlived out on those streets came with nothing – not even the ritesof citizenship—so the authorities had done pretty much what theywanted to get rid of them, with very little paperwork. Often theywould just roundup a load. There would usually be three or four bigfat trucks and they would grab as many kids as they could—shovingand pushing them in as if they were herding cattle—big strong menwearing expensive body armour, throwing tiny dots of kids aroundthat kicked and screamed for all they were worth; which was lessthan nothing.
Then they weregone. Never to be seen again.
Ceci clenchedhis bruised fists against the pain as the muffled yet angelic voiceof the doctor slewed in and out with his consciousness – like atide that couldn’t make its mind up. The burning sensation in hisbroken knuckles kept him alive for a few seconds longer. God, howhe had fought! He had been the most sought-after kick boxer in hisbarrio and once he had discovered his skill, his prospects hadstarted to look up. That was, until the rival gang The Cruz Boyzhad sold him down the river because he refused to wear theircolours: Rigging a fight and making him lose his ‘fixer’ more moneythan he would earn in a lifetime, in an hour. Ceci had been set uphis whole life and now that life was coming to an end.
But what didit matter now who had set him up? He would never see any of themagain because he was dying. Ceci let his last gasp of air leave hislips and waited for the lights to go out.
Only theydidn’t.
“ Haveyou finished looking at your life yet?”
Cecifelt his eyelids flutter open. His hands were either side of hislegs – legs that rested upon a wooden bench plonked unceremoniouslyin the middle of a grassy field; a field that went on as far as theeye could see. He’d never seen green like it before - until he sawthe green girl stood before him.
“ I'mkinda dying,” he said to the green girl. “Isn’t that normally whathappens?”
“ Well, yes , that isapparently normal, but no ,actually, you’re not dying.”
“ I’mnot?”
“ Nope.”
“ Howcome?”
“ BecauseI've got your heart and Hadi is hiding you from the people that aretrying to hurt you.” Green girl blew her cheeks out like he was atiresome toddler and his death was an inconvenience. “He's beenhiding who you are since you arrived at the Institute.”
“ Am I inheaven?”
“ You cancall it that if you like, it’s up to you. Most of us have got ourown names for where we are, but I repeat: you are not dead. They think you are, but you're not. We’re justwaiting on Starr finding the golden key, then you've got to goback.”
“ Back?Back where? What are you onabout? Are you mad or am I?”Ceci jumped down from the bench, eyes the colour of old honeyflashing with frustration. “And what's that stupid thing you've gotin your hands?”
Green girlheld up a pair of old-fashioned balancing scales. Peering closer,he saw what looked like a tiny crystal heart in the bottom of eachscale – one yellow, one a beautiful emerald colour. A long-lostimage of his mother’s eyes filled his mind and tears pricked hiseyes.
“ Areyou crying ?” green girlasked.
“ I thinkso.” Ceci swiped his wrist under his nose, jerking his head so thatthe bones in his neck cracked. “That is probably only the secondtime in my entire life that it’s happened, so it’s hard totell.”
“ Oh,that's sad, it’s good to cry sometimes. I cried when I saw yourheart.” Green girl flashed a half-smile that looked like it hurther face.