The Puppeteer's City by Meera Darlithia (latest books to read .txt) 📕

It all started with a man and his son, It all started on that day that the future cried out in pain for help. But I'm not here to just puzzle you with untold stories never to be told, so let me get in to the story that is to be told. It all started on but a regular sunny day what could go wrong on one of these days, sadly it tends to seem that lot of bad things like to happen on really happy sunny days. And such a happy father as Zogo and his son Michael traveling down the streets of New York city on such a day you still would ask, what could go wrong? Well this is what went wrong, Zogo and his son Michael we're walking down the streets of New York city you know this already, but what you don't know is that Michael is a very curious boy. You know the saying don't you? How curiosity killed the cat well I mean of course you know who am I kidding. Well look think of the saying as curiosity missed the cat and killed another cat, because that's what happened. Michael was walking around town very happy that him and his father were going to finnaly go to his favourite ice cream Shop together! He couldn't smack the smile off of his face for not a second, just the thought of them both having quality time at his favourite place made him melt on the inside no matter how much cool air was blowing. Just as they were about to go down his shortcut to his favourite ice cream Shop, a new toy shop that was just opening caught his eye. Well not particularly the new toy shop it was more of the strange thing he seen in the window, he ran over to the object it was a puppet though Michael had never seen such a thing as a puppet. "Father Z father Z, come quick". Father Z was the nick name Michael liked to call Zogo, his father walked up to where his son was and gazed upon what his son was gazing upon. They stood dazed at the puppet that looked half burned but was still smiling "such a strong puppet" Zugo said with a twinkling tear ready to fall from his eye at any moment. "What's a puppet" Michael asked with a confused tone, his father looked down at him with a smile "I'll show you". Zugo grabbed his son Michael by the hand and led him into the store, when Michael entered the shop it took his breathe away he couldn't move anymore. Zugo smiled at the experience his son was having, while his son still stood in shock and amazement he walked up to the clerk and asked him to take the display out of the window. The clerk more than just took the puppet out of the display window he allowed Zugo to keep it and put another puppet in place of the old one he had just gave away. Zugo walked over to his son who was somehow still amazed at the sight of the store, and made the puppet wave in his face. Michael stared with that happy twinkling effect in his eye, "father may I touch it" his father smiled and nodded giving him a yes, Michael poked At a little then took it in hands to hold. "Here son" he said grabbing the puppet from his son "let me show you how to use it" at that statement a big grin spread across michael's face, and it kept getting bigger as he learned step by step how to use the puppet from his father. Once he had learned how to use it he asked his father to hold it till they got home which his father did, before they left the shop Zugo thanked the clerk and left the store with his son. But as they exited Michael asked his father "where we're puppets originated from" ,Zogo smiled at the strong word his son Michael had used in his question but without hesitation he answered the question slowing down his walking for the story. "It all started in ancient Egypt like it always does, and as usual it had something to do with the Pharaoh. The Pharoahs name was Mithios, he claimed himself to be gods messenger but most didn't believe that is until he killed all those that didn't believe. I must say even though he was ruling these people in a crucial way, the city was in great order to where you couldn't complain. In fact many rich came there to spend their vacation at the pharaohs palace, but while only rich and wealthy could spend their days with nothing better to do but eat and sleep. But not many citizens were satisfied with this most thought this was nothing but the same thing that happens each time a new pharaoh is chosen. In fact some were preparing war against pharaoh, in fact to be honest everyone in the city was planning to kill the pharaoh so they could be free. The only person who wasn't interested in killing the pharaoh was a very old toy maker, a toy maker that was known by many all over the world. In fact he was a really good toy maker, his toys could've been worth a fortune but he gave them out for free as long as you made a request. The main specialty everyone loved was what he liked to call puppets, most of the time people would request for puppets just because, but nowadays people wanted them so they could get rid of Mithios and they continuously made a lot of back up plans just in case. The olde man always wondered why they wanted to get rid of the pharaoh, because even though they were forced to work they weren't beaten like other people in other countries were. The only thing the old man was interested in doing was taking the pharaohs place because he thought he could do better than the pharaoh. But he thought to himself that maybe his urge wasn't that bad that he'd want to kill anyone, in any case as he continued his work day in and out one night he heard screams of pain and agony and spiraling fires from where the palace of the pharaoh and a very rich prince was. He smacked his forehead the best they could've done was wait for the rich prince to leave the palace, he kept on thinking to himself that all hope was gone until he had an idea. He grabbed many ropes and ran the fastest he could to the palace if his plan went right then he might be able to rule ancient Egypt for the rest of his days, just the idea almost made him trip. But he managed to make it to the palace before everything was burned to ashes, he looked around because he had forgotten to bring a ladder with him but he was lucky enough to be able to find one. He quickly dodged pieces of the falling building and made it to the ladder he needed to make it to the roof of the palace and he needed to be directly over the prince's bedroom. He quickly scanned the area and finnaly found the right spot, he ran over to a tree that was over the prince's bed room it wouldn't hold him so he had to act quickly, luckily there was already a hole in the roof big enough for the man to fit in. The old man climbed the tree with the ladder and the ropes in his hand and made it up to a tree branch strong enough to hold him for awhile, he carefully but the ladder in the hole. When he felt it hit rock bottom he climbed quickly from the branch onto the ladder and down hole, when he made it in the whole place was aflame minus near where the prince was lying fast asleep. The old man made haste to where the prince was and fastened the ropes around both of his arms and legs, then cautiously around his head so that it wouldn't snap then climbed back up the ladder onto the tree branch. He then used broken pieces of the palace and tied the other end of the string around those pieces, carefully looking inside the hole he raised the prince peacefully until he was on the same branch fortunately the prince was unharmed. Unfortunately the branch was not strong enough to hold the likes of them both and they fell to the ground, the old man was almost knocked out cold but managed to stay strong and carry the prince back to his house. When he got inside he brung the prince to his bedroom which was always tidy,and layer him on the bed. The next day he had awaken the old man told him everything, and asked for permission to be the pharaoh of ancient Egypt. The prince granted him permission and so he was the pharaoh which everyone cheered for until he pulled out a gigantic puppet almost the size of ten men, Everyone marveled. That is until it started shooting golden arrows through every one of their bodies, the golden arrows had come from the prince because what he had told the prince was not entirely true. He told the prince because he had come in town, citizens had rised up with a jealousy to kill you and plus they really didn't really like the pharaoh so thought it'd be best to kill them in one shot. And what really got the prince believing him was when he said he had managed to only save him and that he was willing to give his life for him that almost brought the prince to tears. So after nearly killing all of the towns people, the remaining men were to work and build, the children were put to minimum work always able to play and  all the woman fifthteen and up were to well... Lets just say do thing behind closed doors". Michael was listening so tenetively to the story that he haden't realized there was a pebble in front of him and tripped over it making him fall out of the alleyway that they were walking down. He turned around and laughed standing up but unusually his father didn't laugh like usual, it didn't bother Michael that much but he felt a little hurt laughing all by himself. Just then he realized they were coming out of the alleyway shortcut up to his favourite ice cream Shop he almost shrieked like a girl but kept the excitement inside. "Come on father Z we're here" he said turning to his father who was still standing solidly still and emotionless, and now was looking quite pale. "Father" he said walking up to Zuso his father, he was filling let down especially since him and his father had planned this one week in advance. He walked up to his father to grab his hand so they could continue walking but as soon as he went to grab his hand he lurched backwards with blood spilling out of his mouth and nose. Michael expected his father to call down on the ground but instead he was tilting backwards like someone was behind him and well dragging him. Michael followed as someone possibly dragged his father down into the middle of the alleyway then dropped him and said "I finnaly found you johnsu" he said with a slight chuckle. Michael had to squint to see the figure which was a very tall almost hansome latino, he