Free The Omega Children - The Return of the Marauders (A young adult fiction best seller): An Action Adventure Mystery by Shane Mason

said to Antavahni, ‘We go no further until we have cleared ourselves.’
    Rosy cheeked and with cold red-tipped noses, her cousins stood behind her and faced off with Antavahni.
    ‘Clear yourselves then, but be quick.’
    Argus stood and stretched himself.
    ‘Look,’ Quixote said. ‘He’s lost his face.’
    ‘What happened to you?’ Lexington asked.
    Antavahni pushed in front of Argus.
    ‘Discover it for yourselves. Get on with the clearing.’ Unsteady on his legs, he produced a walking stick and propped himself up.
    ‘What are they doing?’ Argus asked.
    ‘Watch and then you tell me,’ Antavahni replied.
     
    The cousins play-acted out all the events they could remember since being attacked. Over some events they went back and forth until everyone could agree on what had happened. However, Quixote acted out what he wanted to do, not what had actually happened. In his version he rode the Kockoroc and whipped off thousands of miles away to discover new lands. This annoyed Lexington, and while Melaleuca and Ari were normally amused by his antics, this time they found them a little irritating also.
    Half way through it, Ari turned to Melaleuca and said, ‘This used to be quick and simple.’
    ‘Just keep going. Much has happened.’
    Over their hills they pretended to run. Questions were thrown at Argus. The forest chased them down the hill. Lexington balked at telling them about her inner voice and nearly revealed it. Instead she merely explained she needed a new way of working things out. Melaleuca acted out her feelings, sharing for the first time that doubt had crept in and that now she resolved to trust her instincts.
    Quixote had more forays into his wild-west imagination. Amongst the facts he had held Argus’s pistol and had tracked down the men who had attacked them and defeated them. The other cousins persisted in the actual facts of what happened, which seemed only to fuel Quixote’s far flung ideas even more. Like a match to spilt petrol Quixote’s recounting of events got wilder and further from the truth until the force of his imagination covered all the past events with possibilities that seemed highly impossible, though amusing.
    ‘...and then with their pants down they couldn’t walk. They tripped up over their legs, fell, splat in the mud and rolled around like babies...’
    And on he went until the cousins burst into laughter and even Lexington giggled a little though felt slighted. She normally analysed what they had done. This frivolity, as enjoyable as it was, did not answer any of her questions.
    Argus cracked a bemused smile.
    ‘So they tried to act everything out. So what?’
    ‘Have you never cleared yourself?’ Ari said.
    ‘It looks like something groupies would do,’ he said back and earned a ‘shhh’ from Antavahni.
     
    Already Melaleuca could see a shift in her cousins as if a small weight had been lifted off them. Strange, she had never thought of their “clearings” as a tool to make them feel better. She had only seen it as a...
    ‘Okay now let’s act out the possibilities,’ Lexington announced as she peered up from writing in her notebook.
    ...as a tool to re-run what they had just played.
     
    Argus leant into Antavahni.
    ‘There’s more?’
    ‘By running over recent events they stop what has afflicted mankind.’
    ‘Uh yeah, what’s that then?’
    ‘Sympathetic resonance.’
    ‘Sympa - What?’
    ‘The holding on to experience. It gums up the mind, ages people. By running over recent events it helps their mind digest experience so that their soul can communicate freely with their mind.’
    Argus frowned at Antavahni.
     
    Armed with her notebook Lexington said to Melaleuca, ‘I should like to re-run the bit where your mum told you private things.’
    ‘No more re-runs,’ Melaleuca said flatly.
    Confused Lexington became as cross as her gentle face could manage. ‘But we always re-run. It’s how we come up with, well, how we come up with all the