Title: The Ravens of Chaos
Genre: Upper Middle Grade Science Fiction
Word Count: 95,000
What should have been a simple trip into town to flirt with the baker’s
daughter turns into a cavalcade of death for fourteen year-old Kitt Faris.
After finding his grandfather’s lifeless form, Kitt agrees to flee with
the burnt-faced Alchemist Warrick Farwander, who promptly pulls him over a
Forced to leave his twin brother in the clutches of the zombie
Necromancers, Kitt returns to the city of Chaos on the island of Atlantis;
a home he has never known. Burdened by his family’s traitorous past and
desperate to rescue Jake, Kitt must first survive the Challenge that would
see him banished for breaking rules he doesn’t understand.
He’ll also have to go along with Warrick’s preposterous notion that he
could be the new Philosopher King since it might be the only thing keeping
Jake alive. Legend has it that the Ravens flew from the city after the
last King was killed, so the Ravens returning on the same day as Kitt does
give him some credibility.
Disaster arrives when Kitt fails to rescue his brother. Jake, like all
other Sheeple on earth, sees the Necromancers as they want to be seen;
attractive and charming, not as they actually are; rotting zombies. After
watching Jake take part in a vicious ceremony that leaves a young boy
blinded, Kitt flees the Necromancer city of Etherstone with only his
grandfather’s Book of Bones as a consolation prize. Despite its blank
pages, Kitt discovers he can hear his grandfather’s thoughts from the
book. Armed with this new-found knowledge, Kitt and Jake take opposite
sides in a race for control of all humanity.
The air at the top of the mountain was so still it felt as if the earth
was holding its breath in anticipation of some massive event. Despite
sensing something abnormal about the day, any local would have dismissed
the idea of said pending massive event since nothing interesting ever
happened in that part of the world. For centuries, life near the top of
the mountain had continued on as it always had; farmers farmed, bakers
baked, and donkeys donked.
Only recently had the routine of the mountain changed in any way. Out of
nowhere, someone special had come to live in one of the farmhouses just
outside of town. Truth be told there were actually two special someones
who the gossip mongers in town had got their claws into. These special
someones were twin brothers and about as different as twins could be.
While Jake Faris, the older brother by just a few seconds, was athletic,
handsome, intelligent, and charming, it was safe to say that his slightly
younger brother Kitt was, well, not any of those things. In fact the only
thing Kitt could do better than his brother was sleep.
Kitt Faris considered him-self an expert sleeper. He loved to sleep. From
the moment his head hit the pillow at night, and for as long as his family
would let him slumber, he was dead to the world. Unfortunately, Kitt slept
in so often that he was constantly late for everything. This perpetual
tardiness often prompted his grandfather to wonder whether Kitt existed in
a different time zone than everyone else on earth.