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I think she might be right, Collier said. Daily Mail. I looked through them and found a giant version of my fathers left eye looking back at me. I sighed heavily. Theyve been helpful to us all along the way.
The convoy was still twelve months from the planet. Wed make the journey in five and spend seven months there not just my parents, Id have work to do, too finding the best landing site for the five big settler ships and starting to prepare the ground for the first landings. But it was more exciting when it could have been us. Itwas surprisingly less so when it was actually us. Youll get more training, my mother said.
Youll learn a lot more, just like you wanted. Its an honour, Viola, my father said. Well be the first ones to see our new home. Unless the original settlers are still there, I said. They exchanged a glance. Are you unhappy with this, Viola?
Would you not go if I was? I asked. And they exchanged another glance. And I knew what that meant. Thirty minutes to orbital, my mother is saying as I step back into the cockpit, only a little bit late. Shes the only one there. My father must have gone down to the engine room already, prepping them for orbital entry. My mother glances up at my reflection in her screens. And she rejoins us. Its my job, I say, sitting down at a terminal ninety degrees from her. And it is my job, one I trained for on the convoy and in the five months Ive been here.
My mother will pilot us into orbit, my father will ready the thrusters thatwill carry us down into the planets atmosphere, and Ill be monitoring for possible landing sites.
Theres been something new while you pouted, my mother says. I wasnt pouting Look, she says, bringing up a box on the viewscreen showing the larger of the two northern continents.
What is that? Theres a stretch of river that heads east towards the ocean on the night side of the planet. Its impossible to tell from this distance, even with the ships scanners, but theres an emptier space up the river a ways, possibly a valley, where the forest breaks open a bit and what looks like might even be lights. The other settlers? I ask. The other settlers are almost a ghost story to us.
Weve had no communications from them either in my lifetime or my parents, so we always figured they didnt make it. Its a long, long trip from Old World to New, decades and decades, and so they were still on their way when our convoy left. But we heard nothing from them. Even our deepest space probes only caught distant glimpses of them as they travelled.
Then after the time came when they would have landed, still years before I was born, it was hoped that we could comm unicate with them on the planet as we got closer, let them know we were coming, asking what it was like, what we should prepare ourselves for.
But either no one was listening, or no one was there anymore. And it was the second possibility that got everyone worried. If they didnt make it, what would become of us? My father says they were idealistic settlers, leaving Old World to start a simpler, low-technology, farming kind of life with religion and all that.
Which seems both stupid to me and also seems to have failed completely. But we were already so far out by the time whatever happened to them happened, there was no turning back, just the same course to the same place where well find our own doom, no doubt.
How didnt we see it before? I say, leaning closer to thescreen. No real energy signatures, my mum says. If theyre powering themselves, its not through a big reactor like wed expect. Theres a river, I say. Maybe its hydro-electric.
Or maybe its empty. My mums voice is quiet as we watch the screen. Its hard to tell if those are even actual lights or just blips in the readings.
The little patch by the river starts getting farther away. Were entering orbit the other direction, heading west, circling the planet once as we enter the atmosphere, and coming back round the other side to land. Is that where were going? I say. Its as good a place to start as any, my mother says. Ifthey didnt last, then the first thing we need to do is learn from their mistakes.
Or get killed the same way. Weve got better technology, my mother says. And from what we know, they shunned what they had anyway, which could very easily have been why they failed. She looks at me. Thats not going to happen to us. You hope, I think to myself. We both watch as the continent rolls away from underus. Ready, my father calls over the comm system. Then lets call that ten minutes mark, my mother says, pressing a countdown button. Everyone up there excited?
Some of us are, my mother says, frowning at me. Im so glad were not going, Steff Taylor said the first time I saw her in class after it was announced it was my parents who were the landing party and not hers.
It was actually my favourite class, art with Bradley on the Beta. Lucky us. Itll be so boring, Steff said, twisting her hair in her fingers. Five months on that little ship with just your mum and dad forcompany.
I can vid back to friends and classes, I said. And I like my mum and dad. She sneered at me. Not after five months you wont.
Steff, you used to brag about how your father And then when you land, youve got to live there with who knows what kinds of scary animals and hoping your food rations last and theres going to be weather there, Viola. Actual weather. Well be the first people to see it.
Oh, whoopee, she said. First people to see a deserted mudhole. She twisted her hair a little harder. First people to die there more like. Steff Taylor! Bradley said from the front of the class. All the other kids huddled over their interactive art vids were suddenly looking up. Im working, Steff said, running her hands over her artpad.
Is that so? Bradley said. Then perhaps you can come up here and show the rest of us what youre working on. Steff frowned, hard, a frown I knew covered the latest grudge she was adding to her long, long list. As slowly as she could get away with, she got to her feet. Thirteenth birthday, she whispered to me. All alone. And I could tell by the satisfied look on her face that Ireacted just exactly how she wanted. Ready here, my father says over the comm, and I hear the engines change their pitch as we prepare to stop falling out of the black beyond and power our way through the atmosphere of the planet.
Ready here, too, I say, opening up screens that I wont really use until were closer to the ground, looking for a clearing big enough to put down.
A clearing, if Im good enough at my job, where we might actually grow our first town. Engines opening, my father says, and theres another change in pitch.
Oxygenating the fuel. Buckle up, my mother says. I am buckled, I say, then turn my chair so I can buckle into it without her seeing. One more minute and were the first ones there!
My mother laughs. I dont. Oh, come on, Viola, she says. It really is exciting. She checks one of her screens, dials on it with her fingertips, then says, 30 seconds. I was happy on the ship, I say, quietly but so seriously my mother turns to look. I dont want to live down there. My mother frowns. Fuel ready! Lets go atmo-surfing! Ten, my mother says, still looking at me. And thats when things go really, really wrong.
But its a whole year, I said to Bradley in one of my training tutorials less than a month before we left. A year away from my friends, a year away from schoolwork And if you stayed, he said, it would be a year away from your parents.
I looked back into the empty classroom. It was usually filled with the other caretaker families children, learning our lessons, talking to our friends. But today it was just me and Bradley, going over some of the science tech for the trip. Tomorrow, Simone from the Gamma who I think Bradley secretly fancies would be teaching me emergency survival skills, just in case the worst happened.
But it would still just be me and her in this room, separated out from everybody else. Why does it have to be us, though? I said. Because youre the best ones for the job, Bradley said. Your mother is probably our best pilot, your father is a highly skilled engineer And what about me? Why do I have to pay for what theyre good at?
He smiled. Youre hardly just some girl. Youre tops in maths. Youre the younger ones favourite tutor in music And for that, I should be punished by being dragged away from everyone I know for a year?
He gave me a look, then he dialled so quickly on the training pads in front of us that I could barely see what he was doing. Name this, he said, in a teacherly tone that made me answer immediately. Hardpan, I said, looking at the simulated landscape hed chosen.
Good drainage, but dry. Irrigation for at least five to eight years before suitable for crops. And this? Temperate forest. Limited clearing needed, potentially good for cattle, but strong environmental concerns.
This one? Near desert. Subsistence farming only. Bradley Youve got skills, Viola. Youre bright and resourceful and even at your age, youll be a vital part of the mission. I didnt answer because for some stupid reason, I could feel my eyes getting wetter. What are you really frightened of? Bradley asked, so gently I looked up into his brown eyes, into the kindness of the smile across his brown skin, the small grey curls just starting to show in the hair at his temples.
I saw nothing but warmth. Everyone keeps talking about hope, I said, swallowing. Bradleys voice was too tender to bear. Viola Im not afraid, I lied, swallowing again. Its just Im going to miss my thirteenth birthday party, and the grad uation ceremony to the upper fifth But youll be seeing things no one else will.
Heck, youll be an expert by the time everyone else gets there, the one everyone turns to for an opinion. I pulled my arms to myself. Theyll just think Im a show-off. They think that now, he said, but he was smiling. And I didnt want to smile back. But I did. A little. Theres a small banging sound from the bottom of the ship as we hit the first turbulence of the atmosphere.
But my mother and I both look up immediately. Its the wrong kind of bang. What was that? I shout, pointing at the display pads, which are lighting up, one after the other. The engine room is filling with fire and the exits are sealing shut to contain it. And theyre doing it with my father inside. I scream And that fast, everything changes. My mother frantically presses her displays, trying to open the engine vents to blow the fire out of the ship Theyre not responding!
Thomas, can you hear me?! Whats happening? I shout, because the roar of the atmosphere is getting so much louder than in our simulations. It shouldnt be this thick, my mother shouts back, meaning the atmosphere, and I have a sinking feeling in my stomach as I wonder if this is what happened to the original.
Maybe they never even made it to the surface. Im going down to find Dad, I say, unbuckling from my chair and standing But theres another bang and the ship lists badly to one side. I fall, hanging on to the chair by my fingers. My mother grabs the manual controls with both hands and wrestles us back in position.
Viola, I need you to find us a landing spot! But Dad I cant get us back up, so were going to have to go down! Now, Viola! I sit down and buckle back in, my hands shaking. Find that stretch of ground by the river! Its on the other side of the planet, I say, but I know from the shuddering of the ship that were tearing through the atmosphere way faster than we should.
Just find it! If there are people there And I can see from her face how worried she is about my father, and I know that if shes battling with the ship instead of going down to find him, then were in even worse trouble than I thought.
Ill miss you, Steff Taylor said at our going away party, her voice twisting up high, making it sound even more insincere than it was.
All the caretaker families had gathered in the conference room of the Delta for the party, happy for any excuse to get drunk and say goodbye. Steff swept me into her arms in a. Then she let me go and collapsed into her mothers arms with a wailing that was louder than anything else in the room.
Bradley came over with an amused look. Im sure Steff will cope with her grief better than I will, he said, handing me a wrapped gift. Dont open it until youve landed.
Til weve landed? Thats five months from now. He smiled and lowered his voice. Do you know what separates us from the beasts, Viola? I frowned, sensing a lesson. The ability to wait to open a present? He laughed. Fire, he said. The ability to make fire at will. It allowed us light to see in the darkness, warmth against the cold, a tool to cook our food. He gestured vaguely in the direction of the Deltas engines.
Fire is what eventually led to travel across the black beyond, the ability to start a new life on a New World. I looked down at the present.
Youre frightened, he said. This time, it wasnt an asking. I shrugged. He leaned down to whisper to me. Im frightened, too.
You are? He nodded. My grandfather was the last of the original caretakers on the convoy to die, the last one of us whod actually breathed the air of a planet and not of a ship. I waited for him to go on. He didnt have anything good to say about it, he said. Old World was polluted and crowded and dying from its own poisons. Thats why we left, to find a better place, one we.
I know all this But the rest of us are just like you, Viola. Weve never seen any space bigger than the cargo bay on the Gamma. I dont know what fresh air smells like either except what theyve got on the immersive vids, and thats not the real thing. I mean, can you imagine what a real ocean is like, Viola? How big it must seem? How small we are compared to it? Is this supposed to make me feel better? Actually, yes.
He smiled and tapped the present I was holding. Because youll have something to help you against the darkness. The present was small in my hand, but heavy, sub stantial. But I cant open it til I get there. How would I know? Ill just have to trust you. I looked back up. Ill wait, I said. I promise. And Im going to miss her birthday! Steff Taylor wailed loudly, shooting me a look, and I could see that her eyes, at least, werent wailing. Ill see you in twelve months, Viola, Bradley said.
And when I get there, make sure Im the first one you tell what the night looks like by firelight. The scout ship feels like its going to fly apart at any second. The atmosphere is bashing us around and its all my mother can do to keep us upright. She calls occasionally for my dad, but theres still no answer. Viola, where are we?!
Were coming back around! I shout over the roar of it all. Were going too fast, though. I think were going to overshoot it. Ill try to get us down as best I can. Can you see anything on the scanners? Anything beyond that bit of the river where we can land?
I press through my screens but theyre jumping around as much as everything else on the ship. The engines are still firing us forward and so were pretty much falling towards the planet, too fast, with no way to slow ourselves down.
Were zooming over a huge ocean right now and I can tell my mother is worried that well have to put down in the middle of it But the continents coming up on our screens now, looming dark as night and way too fast and suddenly were over it, the ground whipping by down below us.
Are we near it?! Hold on! I check the mapping. Were south of it! About 15ks! She wrestles with the manual controls, trying to turn us a bit more north.
The ship lists and I slam my elbow into the control panel, losing my maps for second. I say, worry and fright in my voice as I try to bring the maps up again. I know, sweetheart, she says, grunting with the controls. What about Dad? She doesnt say anything but I can see it all on her face. Weve got to find a place to put down, Viola! And then well do everything we can to save him!
I turn back to my maps. Looks like a prairie of some kind first, I say, but well probably overshoot that. I dial through. A swamp! My mothers got us heading north again, back towards that river we saw, which seems to peter out into swampland. Will we be low enough?
I dial through a few more screens and projected landing arcs. Itll be close.
The ship gives a huge jolt. And then theres an eerie quiet. Weve lost the engines, my mother says. The vents never opened. The fire choked out. She turns to me. Were gliding in. Program me a flightpath and hold on tight. I dial quickly through a few more screens, locking in a landing arc into what Im hoping will be a nice soft swamp. My mother pulls the manual controls hard with her fists, lining up her screen with the path Ive laid out.
Out the portholes I can see the ground far too clearly now, treetops getting closer and closer below us. I say, watching as we get lower in the sky. Hang on! And we hit. Happy birthday! Thanks, I mumbled.
Wed left the convoy three months earlier, watching it blink out of sight behind us as we sped away fast, fast, fast. We were still eight weeks away from the new planet, eight. You could at least try to look pleased, Viola, my mother said.
Thanks, I said again, a bit louder. I opened the first present, a new pair of boots, meant for hiking through rough terrain, completely the wrong colour, but I made sort of fake thankful sounds for them anyway.
I opened the second. Binos, my father said as I took them out. Your mother had them upgraded by Eddie, the engineer on the Alpha before we left. These do things you wouldnt even believe. Night vision, in-screen zoom I looked through them and found a giant version of my fathers left eye looking back at me. Shes smiling, my father said and his own giant grin filled the binos. I am not, I said. My mother left the room and came back with my favourite breakfast, a stack of pancakes, this time with thirteen motionactivated fibre-optic lights glittering on the top.
They sang me the song, and it took four goes moving my hands before I got all the lights to go off. Whatd you wish for? If you tell, I said. It doesnt come true. Well, were not turning the ship around, my mother said, so I hope it wasnt that.
Thats what we should all wish for. I frowned because there was that word again. We brought this out, too, my father said, touching Bradleys still-wrapped present. Just in case you wanted to open it now. I looked at my parents faces, my father bright and happy, my mother annoyed with all my moaning but trying to make me have a good birthday anyway.
And for a brief second, Isaw their worry about me, too. Their worry that I didnt seem to have any hope at all. I looked at Bradleys present. A light against the darkness, hed said. He said it was for when we got there, I said. Ill wait until then. They find that in a town where privacy is impossible, something terrible has been hidden — a secret so awful that Todd and Manchee must run for their lives. But how do you escape when your pursuers can hear your every thought?
Fleeing before a relentless army, Todd has carried a desperately wounded Viola right into the hands of their worst enemy, Mayor Prentiss. Immediately separated from Viola and imprisoned, Todd is forced to learn the ways of the Mayor's new order.
But what secrets are hiding just outside of town? And where is Viola? Is she even still alive? And who are the mysterious Answer? And then, one day, the bombs begin to explode This is the second title in the "Chaos Walking" trilogy. Todd and Viola are caught in the middle, with no chance of escape. As the battles commence, how can they hope to stop the fighting?
How can there ever be peace when they're so hopelessly outnumbered? And if war makes monsters of men, what terrible choices await?