Chaos Descends
The third book in the monstrously funny and action-packed Darkmouth series. It’s going to be legendary.The adventures of the most unfortunate Legend Hunter ever to don fighting armour and pick up a desiccator continue…Finn's been through so much, he'll now be allowed do what he wants with the rest of his life, right? Wrong.Whether he likes it or not, he's going to be made a proper Legend Hunter. But then suddenly people start disappearing, Legends are appearing where they shouldn't, Broonie's complaining, and an attack so big is coming that Finn has the weight of the world on his shoulders.The weight of two worlds, actually…
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First published in hardback in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2016
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Contents
Liechtenstein: Two Months Earlier
Liechtenstein: Seven Weeks Earlier
Liechtenstein: Five Weeks Earlier
Liechtenstein: Two Weeks Earlier
Liechtenstein: Twelve Hours Earlier
Liechtenstein: Six Hours Earlier
Ten months after returning from the Infested Side, Finn still had to be careful where he sneezed.
If he sneezed in the kitchen, the microwave went ting.
If he coughed too hard, the television changed channels.
One night he snored so loudly it woke him with a terrible start and the sound of thunder in his ears. He sat upright, calming his breath, convinced he had caused something, somewhere to explode.
Things had, after all, exploded before. Everything had exploded. Gateways. Caves. Worlds. People. Finn.
While trying to find his father, Hugo, he had accidentally thrown himself, Emmie and Estravon the Assessor into the Infested Side. There Finn had discovered that he had the ability to ignite â to explode with devastating power, sending out a wave of energy that laid waste to everything around him. Although he had found this out only once he had exploded.
He had been further astonished to find it left him in one piece. More or less. A scar across his chest reminded him of what had happened. As did the occasionally problematic sneezing fit.
So much else had happened on the Infested Side. He had walked with the enemy, blown a giant hole between worlds, found his long-missing grandfather, Niall Blacktongue, become involved in a Legend rebellion and, to the loudest complaints of all, ruined Estravonâs best trousers.
Heâd done all of this having landed in the right world, but three decades too early to find his father. It meant he could add time travel to the list of things he hadnât meant to do.
Yet, despite this, his father had been rescued and the Legends had been defeated at Darkmouthâs Cave at the Beginning of the World.
Ten months on, and that same energy occasionally welled inside him, unexpected, uncontrolled, but otherwise all was quiet in Darkmouth.
Finn sat in his classroom, paying little attention to the teacher, looking instead at the empty chair where Emmie used to sit. With her father, Steve, she had been sent to spy on Finn, but had ended up sharing these adventures with him. When all that was done, sheâd had to return to the city with her dad.
Life was quieter without Emmie. He missed her. Not that heâd admit that to her.
Finn stared out of the school window for a while. There wasnât much to see. No Legends. No gateways. Darkmouth had not been attacked by a single Legend since and was becoming just like any other town. His family was in danger of becoming just like every other. And even the Savage twins sitting here in his class, two bad attitudes and one chewed ear between them, had stopped bothering him and instead treated him with as little interest as they did the rest of the kids.
