Cory knew the world was about to end when a man who looked like Jesus arrived from the eastern sky and crash landed in his backyard. But he wasn’t afraid because his father, the Prophet, had predicted that Cory would lead their people through the Apocalypse.
Except it turns out Cory’s father wasn’t a prophet, he was a used spaceship salesman-turned-con artist from the Sagittarius Cluster. And the man who looked like Jesus was actually an alien named Zeus who came to earth to save Cory before the world got turned over to a species that loved the taste of human flesh. All they have to do is get off-planet before a reptilian bounty hunter catches them. If they succeed, Cory can petition the Galactic Government to spare the people of Earth. If they fail, Cory and everyone else on the planet will be turned into lizard poop.
So it turns out Cory’s father had been prophetic about one thing after all: the world was about to end, and only Cory could save it.
Targeted Age Group:: 16+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
True story, I was writing an article for screenwriters, and I needed to come up with three sample loglines for three made up stories, so I just made up three on the spot. And one of them was too good to let go, so I banked it for later and came up with an alternate third one. The idea of a kid in a sheltered religious community meeting an alien was just too good to throw away.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Please don't publicize this, but there's a vague note in the foreword to the book stating that any resemblance between characters in the book and real persons isn't necessarily coincidental. Two of the characters were actively drawn from real people. There's a bodyguard character named Porter who was modeled after Joseph Smith's bodyguard, and one of the main bad guys, Rulon, was modeled after Warren Jeffs, the convicted pedophile and prophet of the Fundamentalist LDS church. Zeus, the main alien in the story, was modeled after Kokopeli.
He finally turned to look into the eyes of the T’koo hunter on the other end of the arm that was holding him. They were cold and dead-looking, unlike the warm and inviting smile on her mouth, which still appeared to contain the normal number of teeth.
“I need to feed,” she explained. She was lying next to him on the suspended gurney of metal pipes, between him and the wall. A casual observer would probably think they were lovers with a penchant for sex in strange places. And that would probably be the casual observer’s last thought.
“Let me save my nephew,” Zeus pleaded.
But those cold, dead eyes just kept smiling back at him. “My Terkle will bring your kin to me in due time,” she said in that smooth, soothing voice. Goosebumps broke out all over his arms and neck.
“Why did you take that form?” he asked.
She closed her eyes and mouth, then opened them again. Her pupils were now horizontal slits, and her mouth contained row upon row of curved, needle-like teeth. “Sometimes, I am the trap.” She blinked again, closed her eyes and scrunched her face up, then opened her eyes, her face again incongruently cute. “Sometimes, I am the bait.” She smiled warmly, even as her eyes stayed cold. “Always, I am the hunter.”
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