Genre: YA science fiction
Word count: 80,000
Query:
Reeka Pendleton and her brother Dek have three rules: stick together, trust no one, and always go back for each other. When Dek is recruited for the fighter pilot program at the JetStar Academy--the toughest all-male school in their galaxy--Reeka grudgingly lets him go. But when he disappears, she vows to jump a transport from her home space station and find him.
However, several
failed attempts have left her with a few broken ribs and more than a handful of
enemies. Worse, her options are running out. Regulations on all space stations
have increased due to the threat of the Iorge, a rogue organization determined
to create super soldiers by erasing emotions from the main population. Their
constant attacks have driven the stations to the brink of war.
First page:
I collapsed in an alley as the fiery whip of pain in my ribs threatened to burst out of me. I barely had enough strength left to tap a message to Ari on my ion5:
: Are you up?
Several excruciating moments passed, the hot jolts in my
ribs acting as much more than a distraction. Finally, instead of a message, Ari
sent me a vid-chat:
“Reeka, where are you?” she asked, her voice cloudy with
sleep.
“Downtown?” My head throbbed as I tried not to slip
further down into the void.
“Wait, what time is it?” Ari’s eyes flashed over to the
digi-time. “Reek, it’s three AM! Why the hell are you out?”
Her cursing made me laugh, but doing so made my ribs
hurt. “Goozer,” I said, wincing. “I tried going after Dek. Didn’t make it.”
“You are so stupid, Reek. Why would you leave without
telling me?” Ari sat up and turned on her bedroom low light. Her eyes were big
behind the specs that she shoved up the bridge of her nose.
I braced myself against the wall so that I wouldn’t pass
out. “I don’t know. I had to go after him, Ari.” I closed my eyes. “But you’re
right, it was stupid.”
Dek and I had made three rules for survival when we were
kids: stick together, trust no one, and always go back for each other. I’d been
having a rough time with that third one since he’d been officially classified
as MIA. But I couldn’t leave my brother out in the purple. He wouldn’t leave me
if I was the one missing.
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