The Central Intelligence: The Golden Amazon Saga, Book Seven. John Russell Fearn
Book Two: Lord of Atlantis
A gigantic ridge of land rises from the Atlantic floor, causing massive tidal waves on either side of the ocean. Even stranger, both England and America are then assailed by an invasion of prehistoric monsters! A gigantic domed city rests on the newly risen plateau, whilst out in space an alien spacecraft orbits the Earth. Such are the mysteries and challenges facing the Golden Amazon, self-appointed governess of Earth, as she struggles to unravel the maze of mystery that was the deadly legacy of Atlantis!
Book Three: Triangle of Power
The marriage of Violet Ray Brant—better known as The Golden Amazon—and Abna of Atlantis should have ushered in an era of peace and scientific prosperity to the people of Earth. But an unexpected turn of events finds Abna betrayed and marooned on a satellite of Jupiter, and the Amazon flung far beyond the Solar System. With Earth’s two protectors removed, the planet is now at the mercy of another Atlantean, the master scientist Sefner Quorne.…
Book Four: The Amethyst City
The metaphysical union of the Amazon and Abna results in the mental creation of a fully mature daughter—Viona. Quorne, still struggling for domination, forces Viona into a marriage ceremony, and impregnates her. But with the intervention of Tarnec Brodix, a super-mind from an external universe, Quorne and Viona are separately flung into an ultra-dimensional limbo. Abna chooses to follow after his daughter, leaving the Amazon to brood over the disaster, alone in the Amethyst City of Saturn.
Book Five: Daughter of the Amazon
A miscalculation by the super-mathematician Tarnec Brodix destroys his universe, and the fault spreads into the Earth universe in the form of a Dark Tide of Absolute Nothingness. Unable to save himself, Brodix transfers his knowledge into the one mind powerful enough to receive it: that if Sefian, the son who has been born to Viona and Quorne. Sefian rapidly evolves, and, no longer human, after saving the Earth universe, vanishes into the greater universe, to seek new challenges. Then the Amazon is confronted with a further puzzle—a large section of the planet Neptune is discovered to be an exact duplicate of the Earth!
Book Six: Quorne Returns
The bacterial intelligences of Neptune plan to conquer Earth by replacing humans in key positions with alien duplicates. The Neptunians are themselves subjugated by the sinister Atlantean scientist, Sefner Quorne. Alerted to the threat, the Golden Amazon hits back by creating the ultimate doomsday weapon—only to precipitate a reprisal from the denizens of another universe.…
CHAPTER ONE
CASTAWAYS
A clear blue sky, the golden light of a yellow sun, and warm, entirely breathable air. Yet the world where these conditions reigned was not Earth: it was not even a world in the Earth universe at all, but a planet in a different plane of matter.
And here, on this remote speck in the seas of infinity, three people sat on a massive boulder and considered the complexities of their position. Unexpected events had reduced them—from the perspective of the Earth universe—to microcosmic smallness. Near them the machine in which they had reached this alien world stood smashed almost in pieces, seeming to them in their small size to be as huge as a mountain.
For three ordinary people to be lost on this remote planet would have been hopeless; but these three were not ordinary. They probably represented the most brilliant scientific minds ever evolved in human form. One was the Golden Amazon, queen of the Earth Solar System; the second was Abna, once lord of Jupiter and now the Amazon’s husband; and the third was their daughter Viona, supremely clever and massively strong, as were her parents, but having much of the thoughtlessness and lack of perception common to youth.
Surveying the desolate waste of rocky plain upon which the sunlight was pouring, Abna said: “We’re lost in both time and space.”
The Amazon turned to look at him.
“The problem is grim both for ourselves and Quorne,” she said. “But we are probably better off than he is because we have each other. I cannot imagine anything more terrifying than to be alone on an unknown world with no apparent means of escaping from it.”
Sefner Quorne, master scientist of Jupiter, had more than once tried to impose his will and powers upon other worlds, always to be beaten by the three who now sat on the boulder. There had even been a time when he had been married to Viona—and, in the legal sense, he still was. But destruction of her memory of Quorne’s enforced union with her, which her father had mentally produced upon her, had made Viona oblivious to the fact that she was still Quorne’s wife and had even borne him a son, whose very genius had destroyed him.
The immediate events leading up to the present predicament had been less sinister. A flaw in their space machine’s power plant had reduced the trio on the boulder to smallness. Quorne, who had also been aboard the vessel, had stayed at normal size and the crash had not killed him. Where he was now was not certain. He had last been seen as a giant figure striding away with seven-leagued boots toward the horizon. He and the three on the boulder were sworn enemies and, until he or they were extinguished, there could never be peace.
“Quorne is huge; we are small,” Abna said. “Whether that is an advantage or not, I don’t know yet.”
He stood up, as massive as a Grecian god with his enormous shoulders and—normally speaking—seven feet of height. Slowly he surveyed the dreary scene.
“Do you suppose there is life on this planet?” the Amazon asked, also getting to her feet.
“I have no more idea than you, nor can I see that it matters. Our sole problem is to find the way back home.”
“I agree,” the Amazon conceded, “but we might be immensely aided in that task if we could find intelligent scientists to help us.”
Abna gave a rather grim smile. “Intelligent scientists, Vi? What do you suppose we are?”
“There is more assurance in numbers!” she retorted.
Viona rose and gave them a meaning look from her blue eyes. She was accustomed to these wranglings between her parents and, more often than not, was the means of subduing them.
“Between us,” she said, “we are surely capable of solving our own problem? You are, father, in any case. You can make matter obey your mental powers when you try and—”
“I am perfectly aware that I can behave as a god when the occasion warrants it,” Abna interrupted, “but I am afraid this is too much even for me. Think what is involved! Time, space, subatomic dimensional wormholes—the whole vast mathematical complexity. Don’t you recall that before the machine crashed we had the computers at work trying to determine for us the way home—?”
“Which they would have done had there been time,” Viona interrupted.
“True—but they were machines, and infallible. I am flesh and blood and liable to inaccuracy.”
The Amazon sighed. She gave Abna a reproachful glance from her unfathomable eyes and then looked at Viona.
“Your father is behaving like a schoolboy again, Viona,” she said, shrugging. “He always does when he faces a crisis, and I’ll never understand why.”
Abna grinned. “Too much exercise of godlike power destroys the desire to be human,” he explained. “And if I no longer felt human, I’d cease to love you and Viona…then where would I be?”
“Look!” Viona said sharply, pointing.
Her mother and father turned, and stood gazing at the incredible vision of an approaching figure. He appeared as big as a cathedral, so immense that his head and shoulders were lost to sight in altitude. Feet that shook the ground, and which seemed as big as double-decker buses, came steadily forward. It was Sefner Quorne, still in his space-boots and close-fitting flying-kit.
Quickly the minimized trio scuttled out of the way of the behemoth boots, and then close beside each other waited to see what