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Welcome to day two of the Dust It Off Bloghop, in which I post a 300-350 word excerpt from a currently shelved manuscript. I've chosen to use my 2011 NaNo that I haven't looked at it since typing the words The End. Feel free to leave a comment and visit the link above to see what others are dusting off to share with the world this week.
*In this scene, Koa is on his canoe and has just run into the shark king: the shark who killed Koa's mother two years before. He also just found out the shark king can talk and is surprised by this.*
Title: KOA'S PASSAGE
Genre: MG Fantasy Adventure
Word Count: 54,000
“I am the shark king, Koa,” he said. Then added, as though reading my mind, “Surely you know I am a creature of magic as much as your eonian owl.” The shark king’s voice was guttural with a desperate and wet rasp to it, as though he were screaming as he drowned in front of me. It was a disturbing sound. The smirk on his rough face showed he enjoyed instilling such fear into all those he came in contact with. Including the sharks he ruled over, I supposed, based on their hasty retreat before his arrival.
“I don't care whether you hold any magic or not. It's no concern of mine. I would care more about a fly in my mashed taro than about a fish like you.” I looked at the nails on my hands, trying to portray indifference to my sworn enemy.
“It should be a concern of yours, boy,” he said. “I have been following you for a long time.”
“You followed me all the way from my island? What a waste of life.”
“Not just these past weeks, Koa,” he said. “I have been following you for your entire life.”
I dropped my hand but did not look at him. I froze my face to betray the confusion stirring within. “You must have been searching very hard then, since I’ve been in the same place all that time until now.” My sarcasm was an easy way to hide how afraid I was at that moment, learning the shark king had been looking for me for so long. I hadn’t even seen him in the water until that disastrous day, though now that I think about it, Grandfather seemed to know he was the shark king immediately.
“You don’t understand, do you, boy?” The shark king gave a harsh and throaty laugh. “I have claim on you. You should have been mine that day in the water, over two years ago.”I didn’t say a word. He was right; I should have been his.