PROLOGUE

Callum peered out of the railings of the eagle lion while the ragged sails of the tiger-ship grew bigger and bigger. He saw the cannons that were ready to fire like a roaring sound. He heard a roaring sound when they shot it was like a tiger bitting someone to death. He sensed the burning gas like acid raining down, Callum squawked “We can’t survive one of us has to go you Will you go humans before mechanimal.”

Chapter 1

Sprinting down the narrow corridor, Charlie Lloyed was checking if there was someone looking in there lockers. The teachers of Stamford bridge boys academy were more fierce as a hord of wolfs he could not afford getting past them. Without a second he ran getting past them. Without a second he ran to the door but the door made a howled. Had it been heard? He couldn’t risk it so he picked up his bag and ran into the open field he sat near a tree to regen his energy

Once again Charlie opened the letter for the hundredth time Charlie soon opened the letter and it said the words. His father Will Farell has not been seen since the airship was destroyed. The final words that Charlie’s father said was quiet unusual speech it said “Make saw you don’t waste time.” For days, Charlie had pondered the phrase, Charlie was wondering what it meant.

At that moment, he heard a squawked in the bushes there was a familiar face. ‘By the tocks you’ve taken a ticking long time to get out of that dreadful place!’ Said Callum, ‘Give me a wind-up Will you?’ I have used a lot of energy coming from that accident. Charlie grinned and gave Callum a wind-up. Callum did a silent squawk Callum had lost a wing but Callum was still in great form.

That afternoon, Ben was surprised to see Charlie and Callum standing in unique alley at the back of Stamford bridge .”Of course your father made that clock.” He said. Charlie sadly nodded his head. The clock was something precious to my father. He had put it on Charlie’s bedside table. Night and night Charlie watched the first hand move an inch round. As steady as a drum beat. On the clock face had a wood ****** flew like is was flying to a tree but it had Charlie’s father was painful “sorry” mattered Ben looking down.

He’s right, yapped Callum’No time to lose.’ We need to hop in there white van to 32 primrose lane and begin to search for his father’s clock before thieves touch it.