The office has arranged for a mandatory trip to the local zoo, and everyone’s family is invited. I see snotty kids jeering and hooting at the animals, who look resignedly out from their enclosed habitats. One of the great apes stares intently at me. Suddenly I hear a voice in my head: “My name is Magnus. I am the Simian King. I sense that you and perhaps thirty percent of your species is possessed of the warrior spirit. We will ally with these people and make the world right again. Will you join us in our uprising?” My eyes narrow and I think back: “What is this thirty percent you speak of? Can you tell me more about them?” Magnus furrows his brow and closes his eyes. When he looks again at me, he projects: “All of you are fans of critical thinking. Most of you are enamored with squat racks and medium-rare steaks, whatever those are.” My boss wanders by about fifteen feet away and mouths, “TPS reports.” He taps his watch and says, “Tomorrow at 3.” He walks off with two giggling brats who are stuffing themselves full of 1000% of their daily sugar intake. Something snaps in me. I look steadily at Magnus and project, “I am with you.” The great ape-king rears back and double-fists the glass, shattering it into a billion pieces. I take the opportunity to run up to my boss, leg-kick him, then chop his throat after he collapses onto a knee. Magnus roars in passable English, “THEY WILL COME WITH FIREARMS!” I smile at him ‘cos I’ve got just the thing. As a platoon of armored guards rush around the corner, I open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. All the animals in the zoo rise on hover boards that are equipped with gimbaled turbolasers. I hop on Magnus’s back and we take to the skies, raining pew pew on the fools below. Arise, jungle friends!!!
Skip the TPS report; there are ape-kings to fight beside and anti-grav hover boards to ride. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle Vol. 3 on Kindle here: Vol. 3 on Kindle