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SummaryThis near-future science-fiction series follows a wheel-chair bound boy who lives in the first colony on Mars and who is able to control a robot with his brain. Originally a ten-book series, each novel contains two of the original books.
StatsGenre: Tween (10-14 years) science-fiction mixed with light mystery and suspense
Series length: 10 books packaged as 5 books Violence: Light to moderate violence with a few slightly scary situations Magic/Supernatural: None Romance: None until book 3; light after that (boy protagonist interested in a girl). Christian/spiritual element: Some very explicit Christian content Recommendation: Excellent for boys, reluctant readers (high interest/easy reading), or science-minded girls |
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Sandstorm! Across the plains, the black shell of the gigantic dome gleamed in late-afternoon sunshine. It was beautiful against the red soil, laden with iron oxides, and the faded rose-colored Martian sky. From the bottom of the mountain where I stood, it took less than an hour's trek across the plains to reach it--in good weather. But we would not get that hour. Sand rattled hard against my titanium casing, warning me of how little time remained. Much less than we needed. |
Death Trap (Robot Wars, Book 1)
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On the side of the cliff, I hung from a thin metal cable. Hundreds of feet below, the jagged red rocks of the Martian valley floor pointed up at me like deadly spears. The temperature had risen from minus 100 degrees Fahrenheit to a nice, warm minus 20 degrees Fahrenheit. Wind pushed at my body, making me sway from side to side. But it could have been worse. I could have been stuck in a sandstorm, with grains of sand hitting me at 60 miles an hour, rattling off my titanium shell and blinding me completely. |
Double Cross (Robot Wars, Book 2)
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Cave-in! The wheels of the robot body under my control hummed as the robot sped across the red, packed sands of the flat valley floor toward the hills about five miles from the dome. Thin Martian wind whistled around me, picking up the grains of sand that the robot wheels sent flying into the air. The sky was butterscotch colored, the sun a perfect circle of blue. Streaks of light blue clouds hung above the distant mountain peaks. |
Ambush (Robot Wars, Book 3)
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Neuron rifles. Twenty soldiers--in full protective gear, including black uniforms, black helmets, dark mirrored visors--each held a rifle aimed directly at my head. The voltage of just one neuron rifle would cripple me with the pain of an electrical jolt through the nerve pathways of my body. But 20 neuron rifles fired at me all at once? With the nerve pathways too scrambled to give instructions to my muscles, I wouldn't even be able to scream as I died. |
Counterattack (Robot Wars, Book 4)
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Radiation blast! Behind me, three doors--each three feet thick and made of steel-encased concrete--were already open to the outer world. Ahead was the final door protecting the inner core of the nuclear reactor at the power plant. It was the final barrier between me and the intense heat and radiation about to blast me when a computer signal triggered it to open like the ones behind me. |
Final Battle (Robot Wars, Book 5)
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