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Geepeus
Geepeus
Geepeus
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Geepeus

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Geepeus, a humanoid robot, is on a quest with its Creators, traveling to galaxies and restoring planets along with two experimental, humanoid life form (humans). As they go from one dimension to another, many dangerous challenges await them.
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Release dateMar 11, 2014
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Nasha Poulin

Nasha Poulin lives north of Montreal, Quebec, Canada, in a chalet-style house near a large woodland, where big crows, wild birds, and squirrels visit her feeders every morning. On a clear night, the sky is fabulous, providing the imagination with many stories. Geepeus is her first science fiction novel.

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    Geepeus - Nasha Poulin

    © 2014 Nasha Poulin. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 02/24/2014

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-6798-3 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-6797-6 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-6796-9 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2014903555

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    and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    CONTENTS

    CHAPTER ONE

    CHAPTER TWO

    CHAPTER THREE

    CHAPTER FOUR

    CHAPTER FIVE

    CHAPTER SIX

    CHAPTER SEVEN

    CHAPTER EIGHT

    CHAPTER NINE

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    CHAPTER ONE

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    Archaeologist Jacqueline Michaud was seated in the sand, looking at a piece of metal she had just discovered, wondering what the object was and what it was doing there. She had traveled to South America after an earthquake had torn down the side of a mountain, revealing pieces of pottery at the heart of it. The local Indians feared the mountain and spread the word: El Diablo was spitting pottery out of his house.

    Jim, over here! she called out. You must see what I have uncovered.

    Jeremy McBean was the head of the expedition. She called him Jim for short, and it enraged him. Making a growling sound, he turned and looked at her. "What is it, Jak?" he responded, getting even.

    A piece of metal, she answered.

    Jim ran over to her. Let me see.

    Jacky gave him the egg-shaped, well-polished piece. It was the size of a goose egg. What is it? she asked

    Jim took the metal object and turned it in his hands, trying to identify it. Then he looked at her. Are you sure this didn’t come from our equipment?

    Yes, I’m sure.

    Where did you find this?

    There. Jacky pointed at a square of dirt marked off with little poles and ropes.

    Jim looked at the metal object again. He seemed to be looking for marks or signs. Suddenly he pointed to a small hole the size of a pinpoint. I am going down to the village to look at this under the microscope, said Jim. The two of them were working alone. The Indians were afraid to go near the mountain, insisting that El Diablo would eat them alive.

    Going back to the grid of dirt squares, Jacky remembered the year she had decided to become an archaeologist. She had been ten years old, and her father, a teacher of ancient history, had always told her detailed stories about finding treasure. As she stood there reminiscing, a glitter of light caught her attention from higher up the slope. She tried climbing up to it, but the slope was too steep, and she slid back down every time.

    Jacky returned to the village to find Jim. He was in their big tent with the microscope, looking at the metal object she had found. Do you see something? she asked.

    Yes, said Jim. It’s a very small hole. It looks like some kind of keyhole or something.

    Let me see. Jacky bent over the microscope and saw the tiny opening. Then she got up, went to her tent, and came back with an old packet of sewing needles. These were my grandmother’s, she said. I think one of them will fit the hole. She picked up a needle and stuck the eye end into a pencil eraser. Looking through the microscope, she placed the tip of the needle into the hole on the metal object. It fit. She pushed harder—and the egg shape opened up like a flower with five petals. Surprised, she dropped it onto the table.

    Jim bent over and picked it up. A pouch stuck out from the inside, and the five petals were covered with a dark-brown substance.

    An eerie scream made them look toward the entrance of the tent. It was a girl from the village, carrying a basket of fruit and bread for their supper. The girl dropped the basket and turned to run screaming down the hill to the village.

    Jacky and Jim ran outside to see what was going on. They looked around for something that might have frightened the girl but found nothing. The tribe members were coming up the path, with the chief and medicine man leading the way. Their arms were up, fists clenched around spears and knives, and they spoke in a language that neither Jacky nor Jim understood.

    Jacky looked at Jim, not knowing what to think. Jim still held the metal ball. The medicine man approached and put both hands around Jim’s hand. The petals closed. The medicine man put the ball in a pouch as he said some kind of prayer. Younger men pushed Jim and Jacky down the hill through bushes and across stones, until they reached a small clearing led to some old stone stairs. The men pushed them even harder going up the stairs.

    What is going on? asked Jim, but the tribesmen only pushed harder. Jim fell on his hands and got up. They all moved on toward more stairs that went up yet another hill. At the top, two of the men grabbed Jim and bound him with ropes from his shoulders down to his hands. Then they did the same to Jacky. It seemed as if the Indians were afraid to go farther, as they used long poles to push their captives toward a big rock.

    Suddenly, the earth opened, and both of them slid into a black hole. Jacky was on her back. Jim fell on his side and landed on his stomach, scraping the side of his face. Jacky was stunned. They seemed to be in a pitch-black cave. She instinctively tried to get up, but the rope made it difficult. She struggled to get free. Then she froze with fear, and a cold quiver in her body made her heart stop for a second. Two red eyes were looking at her.

    Jacky tried to scream, but no sound came out. Her heart was going

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