The Warriors: The Beginning by The Warriors (good story books to read .txt) 📖

will kill thousands of innocent people if we don’t hand over the dragon research and me.”
“Well that ain’t gonna happen.” said Nicki.
“So what we gonna do?” asked Holly.
“Isn’t it obvious?” asked Daniel, looking around. “We meet her where she’s at! And then we clobber her!”
Nicki started at him in disbelief. “Clobber...? Since when did you use words like that! And since when did we all become super heroes?”
“Since the Red Queen inherited the crown and the entire Sky Realm.” replied Holly.
“Ok, fine, so does anyone have a plan?” Nicki threw her arms up in frustration. “Just how do we find her and how do we defeat a Goddess?”
“Well, I can find her because I can sense where the Beatle is. I’ve met her once already and where the Beatle, the chances are that’s where the Red Queen will be too.” replied Georgia.
“And we defeat her by fighting fire with fire” chirped Daniel, happily. “We have a Goddess on our side as well, remember!”
Holly smiled.
“Oh and one more thing!” cried Daniel, almost in tears. “We need names!”
Nicki couldn’t help but groan.

“So, how do you know Verity?” Nicki asked Daniel when they were alone in the kitchen.
“She buys my Cannabis and sells it onto the Chinese Mafia.”
“Oh, because that explains everything.” Nicki groaned.
“Oh, I was thinking, your name could be something like Dovashiin! Because ‘Dova’ is Dragon and ‘Shiin’ is girl, I thought it sounded alright.”
“Since when did you become normal? You’re supposed to be geeky scientist guy who lives on his estate in his log cabin running experiments! What happened to Dr. Oakenbaum?”
Daniel paused, his brow furrowing. “That’s it! My name will be Dr. Oakenbaum!”
Nicki paused. “But you name is Dr. Oakenbaum!”
“Oh, well, what about Oak. It’s short, yet ominous.”
“Whatever.” Nicki mumbled and went into the lounge. Her usual place sprawled out on the sofa was taken by Bruno, so she leant against Daniel’s desk opposite, staring evils at the dog.
Georgia, Verity and Holly were huddled around the dining table discussing where the Red Queen would be. Holly was in the middle of telling them about how her sister fought in battle when Georgia suddenly went rigid. Her eyes squeezed shut and she sank back into the arm chair behind her.
“Georgia?” Holly spoke, cautiously.
“What you see, Twitch?” asked Nicki, looking from Bruno to Georgia, who was clutching her forehead.
“It’s...It’s... the Red Queen...she’s....what’s the place with that huge column with the guy on top of it?” she stopped clutching her forehead and relaxed.
“Nelson’s column.” replied Verity.
“She’s going to be there! Tomorrow!” gasped Georgia.
No one spoke.
“Well there’s that sorted. Now, how are we actually going to kill her?” asked Nicki.
“With arrows, electricity and Georgia’s mind control powers.” replied Daniel, from the kitchen. “Anyone want Lemon Loaf?” he called.
“No!” everyone called back at once.
“Don’t forget Daniel’s powers and the dragon!” suggested Georgia.
“Pahahah! Are you being serious? A huge dragon in the middle of London!” laughed Nicki.
“Hey, there’s been stranger! Have you not seen Doctor who? And besides, there’s going to be The Beatle anyway.” replied Georgia.
“Yeah, no one’s quite clarified what the Beatle actually is.”
Holly spoke immediately. “She’s a creature from the Sky Realm. She may be in human form now, but Beatle’s are fearsome creatures, huge and they are poisonous! They have huge wings. I doubt anyone won’t be able to notice one if it were in London, beside a whole army of them!”
“Well, another thing off the to-do list.” commented Nicki.
“This isn’t a joke, you know.” spat Verity.
“Could have fooled me, Robin Hood!”
“Actually, it’s Quivachi.”
“Quivachi?”
“That’s my name!”
Nicki said nothing.
“And mine’s Imperia.” said Georgia.
“And mine’s Electriss.” said Holly.
“And mine’s Has-everyone-gone-fucking-mad?” Nicki cried.
“Nope, it’s Dovashiin!” called Daniel form the kitchen. “And mine’s Pending!”
“Right then. Looks like we’re all sorted!” cried Georgia, happily.

Part 4: Into Battle

Georgia stood at the door of the cupboard under the stairs, watching Nicki struggle with a huge case.
“If you wouldn’t mind.” Nicki gestured to the case.
Georgia raised her right hand and the case began to levitate off the floor. “Where do you want it?”
“Coffee table, if you don’t mind.”
Georgia walked with the hovering case and plonked it down on the table. “So what is it you want to show me?” she asked, curious as to what was inside.
“What I made the first time I turned.” Nicki smiled. “You see, every so often dragon’s shed their scales. And you know how hard and indestructible dragon’s scales can be.”
“No, but I’m sure Daniel has exploited this fact to a large extent.”
“You have no idea.” said Nicki, throwing it open with effort. Nicki pulled form it a pair of what appeared to be gauntlets. Gauntlets made from dragon scales! She threw them aside onto the sofa where Bruno sniffed at them, and next pulled from it a pair of boots clad in the deep green of the scales too. Georgia took them from Nicki, entirely fascinated by what she was seeing. The inside of the boots were made from skin and leather, probably shed from Nicki too. She put them down and watched as Nicki pulled a full body suit made from dragon scales and leather. The deep green of the scales was partly hidden by lighter, cream and grey scales creating a bodice and armour on parts of the legs and arms. Scales protruded from the shoulders too.
“I told you I’m an Artist! And the best bit is, the whole suit is kinda part of me, so I don’t lose my clothes when I turn!” she smiled.
“It’s...amazing! Put it on!”
Nicki disappeared and came back wearing it. Her hips and waist were emphasised and so was her bust by the low back of the cream and grey scales. She put on the gauntlets and the boots.
“Wow! I guess you’re more of a super hero now!”
“Hey, you need a suit too!”
“I don’t have one.”
“I told you, I’m an Artist. I’ll have one made by the morning. I just need to get high first.”
Georgia eyed her suspiciously. “Right. Well, apparently we’re all bunking here tonight, so I’m going to try and prize the bathroom away from Verity.” Georgia left Nicki to her work and went to the room she’d been given by Daniel. The log cabin was cosy, and Daniel had done his best to make it feel British with all the book cases jammed with old, leather bound tomes and the arm chairs, but Georgia still preferred her flat. It had central heating.
She sat down on her bed when Verity appeared at her door in a towel, her hair dripping.
“There’s only 10 minutes of hot water, so if you want to wash your hair, you’d better do it fast.” She told Georgia.
“Thanks.” she mumbled.
“You don’t really believe all the shit about Nicki being a dragon, do you?” she asked, sitting in a chair by the door.”
Georgia looked up at her. Verity’s face was hardened by her past, het she still managed to look beautiful.
“More than anyone.” she replied.
“How so?”
“I was doing work experience as a psychiatrist when I met Nicola. She was almost diagnosed with skitsophrenia and the multiple-personality-disorder. But, you know my skills, I knew there was something more, something that any normal person had no hope of diagnosing. I met Daniel through her. I used my powers and I saw into her mind and I saw the other half of her. I saw what she’d been given and what had been taken away. It was awful.”
“So it’s a disease?”
“No. The DNA she was injected with mixed with her own DNA. She’s now half and half.”
Verity raised her eyebrows.
“I advise caution when about her, Verity. Dragon’s have destructive tempers. Especially when it means accidentally burning the house down.”
“Nothing I can’t handle then!”
Georgia smiled. Verity reminded her of her uncle Benjamin. Always so cocky.
“So, Imperia, ready to fight tomorrow?” Verity stood.
“I don’t know, I’ve never had to fight before. I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough.”
“Hey, you can’t be any worse than Daniel!”
Georgia nodded. She had a point.

The morning came too quickly and Georgia woke form a none-existent sleep. She’d been kept awake by everyone’s stressed thoughts about today echoing around the house. It was only Nicki’s thoughts she hadn’t heard. Georgia made her way downstairs and into the lounge to find her sprawled across the sofa, sound asleep, still in her dragon-scale suit. Georgia pondered whether it had something to do with the fact that she’d been high and her thoughts had been clouded. On the arm chair was a heap of black and fabric. Georgia went to it and picked it up. It was a skin-tight suit with a tiny insignia on the side of the arm. It was silver ‘I’. There were straps on the wrists and the gloved sleeves. Georgia smiled and took it back upstairs. The suit fitted perfectly.
From downstairs there could heard the sound of bacon frying and voices. Georgia made her way down to find Nicki in the kitchen frying bacon and Holly in the lounge. She was wearing a uniform like Georgia’s except instead of an ‘I’, it was an ‘E’ insignia. Holly pulled on her heavy red Sky Realm cloak.
“Aren’t these amazing!” she squealed. Georgia didn’t know where Nicki had got her materials and didn’t want to know where she had worked. For an Artist, there was no evidence of a workbench or paintbrushes or anything in the house!
“You like them?” asked Nicki, walking into the lounge in her armour with a plate of bacon sandwiches.
“They’re amazing!” replied Georgia.
“Good. I am the best.” winked Nicki. “Oh and if you want guns and knives or anything, just look in the cupboard under the stairs.”
“What?” cried Georgia, alarmed. She went to the cupboard and peered inside. There was a box and inside it there lay a machete, throwing knives (lots of them) and a collection of machine guns, rifles, heavy rifles, pistols and hand guns. In a box next to them was ammo.
“What...?” Georgia began.
“Just in case the Red Queen ever came back and decided to steal some more research or blow something else up.” Nicki commented, munching on a bacon sandwich.
“I’m sure this is illegal.”
“That’s why we keep them in the cupboard. Anyway, I thought it would help against the Red Queen. You know, put a bullet in her shoulder and then do your mind control mojo.”
“Yes, of course.”
Daniel came bounding down the stairs and skipped to the kitchen, taking a bacon sandwich off Nicki’s plate. “Good Morning!”
“Someone’s in a good mood.” grumbled Nicki.
“Today’s the day my Cube gets avenged!” he made a fist.
Georgia turned back to the box of weapons and took a large knife and slid it onto the thigh holster and took a machine rifle. She’d never used one before, but she’d seen enough Terminator movies to know how they worked. Holly appeared behind her and reached for a set of throwing knives.
“So, does Daniel get a suit?” asked Georgia, raising an eyebrow at Nicki.
“You kidding? Bark boy has his own!” she smiled.
“Yes, tis true!” chirped Daniel.
Georgia waited to see what he was going to do, but when he just stood there, she