Chapters (19)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CHAPTER ONE - A Day in the Life
- CHAPTER TWO - Families: Can’t Live with Them, Can’t Take Them Down to the River ...
- CHAPTER THREE - Good and Evil; It’s All Relatives
- CHAPTER FOUR - Sons and Lovers
- CHAPTER FIVE - These Two Baby Seals Walk into a Club . . .
- CHAPTER SIX - Four Tutors and a Cemetery
- CHAPTER SEVEN - A Thousand and One Damnations
- CHAPTER EIGHT - Family Matters
- CHAPTER NINE - Out of Time
- CHAPTER TEN - Various Voices, Prophesying War
- CHAPTER ELEVEN - About Time
- CHAPTER TWELVE - A Circle Full of Secrets
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN - Truth, and Other Things, Will Out
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN - Peace and War
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Journeys End in Enemies Meeting
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN - High Tension
- EPILOGUE
The name’s Bond. Shaman Bond. The very secret agent. Once upon a time, all that stood between the world you know and all the forces of darkness was my family. Made strong and powerful by our golden armour, we fought the monsters on your behalf, keeping you safe. Every member of my family was raised from childhood to fight the good fight, in strictest secrecy. So you would never have to know just how dangerous a world you really lived in.
I was a field agent, licensed to kick supernatural arse. Your knight in shining armour, keeping the wolves from your door.
And then I found out it was all a lie. My family didn’t protect the world . . . we ruled it, from the shadows. And the marvellous golden armour, that made us so much more than human . . . came at a hidden price too terrible to bear. So I brought my family down. And for my sins, they put me in charge. To run the family, and redeem it.
My real name is Eddie Drood. I am the world’s last hope.
The world . . . is in a lot of trouble.
CHAPTER ONE - A Day in the Life
CHAPTER ONE
A Day in the Life
The world isn’t what you think it is. Hell, even London isn’t what you think it is. There are monsters around every corner, creatures in every shadow, and more dark conspiracies and secret wars going on than you can shake a really big stick at. You never get to know about this because the Drood family has field agents everywhere, to keep the lid on things and make sure everyone plays nice. When they don’t, we kill them. We don’t believe in second chances; we believe in stamping out fires before they can spread.
My family has been keeping the world safe for almost two thousand years. We’re very good at it.
And then I found out the truth behind the lies, and nothing made sense anymore. The last time I visited my nice little flat in London, my home away from home, my life seemed to make some kind of sense. I was an experienced field agent, complete with use name and cover identity, and the marvellous golden armour that made me so much more than human. I went where the family told me to go, and did what I was told, and it never even occurred to me to ask any questions. It was my job to protect the world from whatever dark and nasty forces needed slapping down that week, and I had a good reputation for getting the job done, whatever the complications. I knew who were the good guys, and who were the bad.
I knew nothing.