A Planets Last Hope, Simon Bailey [classic novels to read .TXT] 📗

The First girl that had grabbed Blazes arms had black hair which she had tied into two balls on the sides of her head, she seemed to be wearing a pink and flowery kimono which in blazes opinion was too big because he couldn't see anything else she was wearing. He then turned to the other girl who was pulling on his other arm.
"No Sarah you let go! He's my customer." The other girl had pink hair which seemed to have grown very long it was down to her feet. Her eyes were sea blue, it was if the sea was trapped in her eyes. She seemed to be wearing some sort of battered old poncho and a strange black and pink striped skirt.
"Will you girls cut it out!" Elisha shouted angrily. Both of the girls let go of Blazes arms with shock smacked onto their faces. "We're sorry mom." The first girl said sadly.
"It isn't me that you should be saying sorry to. I am so sorry sir. My daughters can get too into their jobs." Elisha said while giggling worryingly.
"It's okay I guess." Blaze said calmly.

“Grandma! We’ve ran out of antidotes again!” Shouted a young energetic girl,
“Calm down Louise, we won’t be stocking antidotes for a while, I’ve ran out of ingredients!” An old woman shouted back,
“What about this customer!?” Louise shouted worriedly,
“Just give him something that will last them the night!” The old woman shouted sadly,
“Okay grandma!” Louise shouted disappointingly. She turned to the man who had walked in complaining he had been struck by a scorpion, “I’m really sorry sir, we won’t have any antidotes for a couple of days. But I can give you something that should last enough time so that we can supply the medicine.” She said encouragingly,
“Thank you very much.” He said weakly, Louise handed over a glass bottle which contained a lime green liquid, and the man handed over twenty gold coins,
“No problem. If you stay at the inn up the road I’ll make sure the antidote is delivered there. OK?” she said with a comforting smile,
“Thank you.” The man said with a distasteful gulp as he took a sip of the lime green liquid and walked out the door.
“Grandma? What do we need to get for the antidote?” Louise asked as an old lady came down the stairs,
“We need poison spore

and purple grass

.” Louise’s Grandma said sadly and shook her head,
“Oh.” Louise said with a sigh.

The town that the pharmacy was based in was called the town of Saltus (Saltus meaning forest in Latin). The towns buildings looked like 18th century homes and not one bit of technology could be seen on the streets. There was no concrete, no pavements and no cars. The town seemed to be separated into eight different areas. These areas consisted of many unique things for each area. One area had a beach and a fishing house. Another had a market square which had a Florists, a General Store and a Blacksmiths. A red haired girl was standing outside the Blacksmiths looking up at the sky away from the shop. She reached under her shirt and brought out a strange necklace. It was made of silver and was in a shape of a bird with small rubies as its eyes. She held it in her hand and clenched and closed her eyes. After a few minutes of clenching the necklace; the ruby eyes started to sparkly gently. Unfortunately the girl didn’t notice the slight glow that the rubies were emitting. It was now dark and the girl gave a sigh of disappointment. As she opened the door she heard a sound like an aeroplane passing over a house. She looked up to the sky and saw a red light the size of a star. She ran inside and came back out with a back of a mans collar in her hand and she pointed to the sky while looking at the person she just dragged out.
“Hannah what is it?” the man said sleepily, the girl just grunted while pointing at the sky.
“Hannah it’d be easier if you just talked. You know that?” The man angrily. The man looked up to where Hannah was pointing and saw the red star which seemed to have grown bigger. The man squinted his eyes to see if he could get a better look at the strange light.
“Hannah get inside now!” he shouted as he grabbed her hand and dragged her back into the Blacksmiths. The man and Hannah were underneath the workbench that they use to make weapons.

At the same time in the Florists two ginger haired girls were looking after the flowers that they sold in the shop.
“Daisy why is the sky turning red at night?” said a young girl worriedly,
“Don’t be silly Diane the sky doesn’t turn red unless its sunset which is completely past that time and furthermore…” Daisy explained until she looked through the shops windows. She grabbed Diane and ran upstairs to find her grandpa.

The two households were all hiding in what they thought was protective cover both heard the almighty crash in the center of the market square. Daisy and Diane were the first to come out of their shop to see what had just crashed into their neighborhood. Both Daisy and Diane were terrified to see a massive crater right outside their doorstep. “Daisy look some one is in there!” Diane pointed out worriedly,
“You’re right! He looks hurt I’m going to get him!” Daisy said worriedly. Before Daisy could even step one foot into the crater a shadow sped into the crater, picked the person up and disappeared with them. “What just happened?” Daisy said blankly. Diane was too stuck for words

The Blacksmith came walking down the stairs to see a teenage boy lying in bandages in the middle of his shop.
“Hannah!?” he shouted. Raven poked her head round the corner of the door way on the top floor.
“Did you bring this boy in?” he asked calmly. She nodded. The Blacksmith gave a sigh of disapproval.
“You can’t just bring random people in that seem hurt. For all you know he could be someone who sponges off people.” He said calmly still. She shook her head and ran to the boys side and removed some of the bandages to show how badly the boy was hurt.
“If he’s that hurt why don’t you take him to the pharmacy they maybe able to help him!” he said with his temper slowly growing. Hannah shook her head and stood up and put her arms out to the sides as if to say “You’ll have to go through me first.” The Blacksmith sighed.
“Fine but when he’s better he either finds his own accommodation or he can start to pay rent. Understand.” He said seriously. Hannah ran up to the Blacksmith and hugged him. She then went back to the boy and picked him up and took him upstairs.

“Daisy are you okay?” said an old man.
“Yeah I'm fine grandpa. But that person in the crater has got me worried.” Daisy said sadly.
“That’s because you like him don’t you?” Diane said cheekily.
“Cut it out Diane!” Said their grandpa angrily.
“Sorry Grandpa.” Diane apologized. The bell chimed as someone opened the door.
“Welcome. Oh Hannah how can we help?” Daisy asked with a smile. Hannah grunted and passed a piece of paper with a list of items on it.
“Oh you’d like some flowers. Okay I’ll see if I can get you these.” Daisy said happily. Within a few minutes Daisy had collected the flowers that Hannah had requested.
“Okay here you go. But why do you need them? These plants are mainly used for medicinal purposes.” Daisy said worriedly. Hannah just bowed and passed over 50 gold coins. She turned and walked out of the florists.
“What do you think she would need them for Grandpa?” Daisy asked curiously.
“I’m not sure. But it’s none of our business.” He said strictly.

Back at the Blacksmiths the Blacksmith was watching over the boy making sure that the boys condition didn’t get worse. “You’re causing a bit of grief. You know that right?” there was no response from the boy. “Let me let you in on a little secret. Hannah has never done something like this before. Either you were summoned when she was praying or it was complete coincidence that you appeared. Either way you hurt her and my next forge will include your bones.” He whispered to the sleeping boy. There was a knock and the Blacksmith turned round to see Hannah with a brown paper bag full of flowers. “Now why have you got them for?” The Blacksmith complained. Hannah pulled out a recipe and a picture of Louise’s Grandma. “Oh I see you want to have a go at medicine making. Okay but be careful OK?” he said worriedly. Hannah nodded and went into the kitchen and started to chop up the flowers. A few hours later Hannah came out of the kitchen with a tray full of glass bottles each with a different shade of: blue, red, yellow, green and grey.
“Are you sure these might work Hannah?” The Blacksmith said cautiously. Hannah nodded confidently. “Well if you’re sure. Would you like me to pour them into his mouth or do you?” Hannah stood there for a second and she put the tray down and picked up the bubbling blue liquid bottle. She walked over to the boy and started to pour the liquid into the boys mouth but gently so not to choke him. After all the liquid had gone out of the bottle Hannah went to get another bottle.
“Huh? Where am I?” the boy moaned weakly. Hannah turned round in surprise and kneelled next to the bed.
“So you’re awake are you?” Said the Blacksmith.
“When was I asleep?” said the boy slowly gaining his strength back.
“Do you remember anything?” Asked the Blacksmith worriedly.
“I don’t think so no… sorry.” Said the boy