New edition of the first book in the popular Dragonback science fiction series from Hugo Award-winning author Timothy Zahn
Timothy Zahn has been entertaining science fiction readers young and old for more than twenty years with exciting, thought-provoking adventures. Dragon and Thief is sure to delight all his fans and gain new teen and adult readers as well.
Jack Morgan has been framed for theft. He's hiding on a distant planet with the virtual presence of his deceased Uncle Virge, a con man who has been his only family since Jack's parents died. Jack knows he must clear his name before the cops catch up with him. A firefight among ships in the skies above leaves a downed ship near Jack's hiding place, with a single unlikely survivor. It looks like a dragon, and it must join with a human host within six hours or die. The only available host is Jack.
Draycos, Jack's new "companion," is a K'da, a dragon-like species that lives symbiotically with the humanoid Shontine. The attackers, determined to exterminate Draycos's people, will find them if they don't flee; so the pair works together to escape the planet and begin a search for the truth behind Jack's frame-up and the identity of the attackers.
With Jack's future hanging in the balance, as well as the future of billions of Draycos's people, the pair must track down the people who framed Jack, and prevent the destruction of the remaining K'da and Shontine. They'll also discover whether their union was mere coincidence, or a friendship written in the stars.
"Zahn keeps the story moving at breakneck speed."Publishers Weekly
About the Author
TIMOTHY ZAHN won a Hugo Award for his novella Cascade Point. He is the author of the all-time bestselling original Star Wars tie-in novel Heir to the Empire, and of the popular Blackcollar and Cobra military SF series. His work also includes the novels Angelmass and Manta's Gift.
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Dragon and Thief
By Zahn, Timothy
StarscapeCopyright © 2004 Zahn, Timothy
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"Draycos? Come on, symby, shake a scale."
Draycos looked up from the systems monitor he'd been watching, his ears swiveling upward toward the voice. Polphir, his Shontine host, was halfway up the ladder to the Haven-seeker's main navigation bubble, looking quizzically down at him. "Come on where?" Draycos called back. "We're here. We've arrived. Our job is over."
"Hardly, my good but lazy K'da," Polphir said dryly. "All the long-range navigation may be finished, but we still have to double-check the location of that planet down there. Come on, let's go."
"Very well, my good but slave-driving Shontin," Draycos replied. Crouching low, gathering all four paws under him, he leaped over the bank of monitors--and, incidentally, the two Shontine working at them--and landed precisely at the foot of the ladder. He would have preferred to jump directly to the navigation bubble and skip the climb entirely, but there was another K'da crouched at the monitor station on the lower bubble deck, and there wasn't enough room for Draycos to land there without bowling her over. Wrapping his paws around the ladder's side rails--only the Shontine used the ladder's rungs--he started up.
The Havenseeker was alive with activity and quiet commotion today. Small wonder: after nearly two years in space, the four bulky ships of the Shontine/K'da advance team had finally reached their goal, the worldknown as Iota Klestis, and everyone aboard was excited. Several times as Draycos made his way upward, one or the other of his pointed ears twitched around as an odd noise or fragment of conversation caught his attention.
Polphir was already in his seat at the wraparound control board, working busily, when Draycos reached the bubble. For a moment he paused at the top of the ladder, gazing out at the blue-green planet turning slowly beneath them. An uninhabited world, or so their contacts in this region of space had assured them. Uninhabited, and unwanted. Exactly what they needed.
'Twas night and blackness all around:
K'da and Shontine held their ground...
"You just going to sit there and daydream?" Polphir called over his shoulder. "Or were you taking a moment to admire yourself?"
"And why not?" Draycos countered, arching his long neck as he pretended to pose. "Have you ever seen a more handsome representative of the K'da people?"
"If you think I'm going to answer a question like that in here, you're crazy," Polphir told him, his voice rippling with good humor. "Wait till we get down to the planet where I've got room to duck, then ask me again."
"Never mind," Draycos said. In truth, he hadn't even noticed his reflection in the smoothly curved plastic of the bubble until Polphir made his comment. Now, though, he took a moment to focus on the image.
It wasn't a bad face, really, he decided. The long, triangular head was mostly proportioned right, the glowing green eyes beneath the bony protective ridges properly spaced. The spiny crest extending from between the eyes over the top of his head and down his long back was just about right, though perhaps a bit too narrow. His long muzzle with its razor-sharp teeth was well shaped, though some of the teeth themselves were a little crooked and his forked tongue stuck out a little too far whenever he tasted the air. His scales were a decent enough color, bright gold with red edges, though as a child he'd secretly wished they'd been gray instead. The rest of his body wasn't visible in the reflection, but he could picture it in his mind's eye: the body long and sleek, as befit a K'da warrior, the whip-like tail a little too short as it restlessly beat the air.
After two years, he decided, it would be good to feel ground beneath his paws again. Turning to face Polphir's broad back, he crouched and leaped.
His outstretched front paws touched the Shontin's bare shoulders and flattened out, sliding along the skin in both directions along his arms. As the rest of his body reached Polphir's, each part altered from three-dimensional to two-dimensional form as it flowed onto his host's body. A split second later the transformation was complete, leaving Draycos stretched like a living tattoo across Polphir's back and legs and arms.
"Anyway, I'm not sure I'd trust you to judge K'da beauty," he added, sliding his now flat head along the skin of Polphir's shoulder and around to his chest so that he could see the indicator lights better. "And just for the record, I was neither daydreaming nor admiring myself. If you must know, I was composing an epic poem about our journey here, and the beginning of new hope for our peoples."
"Were you, now," Polphir said, working at his control board.
"Yes, indeed," Draycos assured him. He stretched his front legs out and away from Polphir's arms, the limbs becoming three-dimensional again as they left the Shontin's skin, and began punching in code on his own set of control panels. "I was going to give you a good part in it, too."
"I'm flattered," Polphir said. "Really. Okay, here we go. Can you get the anterior star-fix going?"
"Already on it."
"Thanks," Polphir said. "If I were you, though, I wouldn't go writing up this voyage as a success just yet. I notice that no one seems willing to give us a straight answer as to whether we're going to be welcome here."
Draycos lifted his head from Polphir's shoulder, letting it become three-dimensional again, for a better look at the proximity display. Was that something flicking in and out at the very edge of the nav sensor's range? "You worry too much," he said soothingly, laying his head flat against Polphir's skin again and continuing to key in his star-scan. "Why would anyone object to our using a planet no one else seems to want? Especially when we're willing to pay for it."
"There are all sorts of reasons they might object," Polphir said. "Refugees in general aren't always welcome, you know. They're even less welcome when they've got enemies as dangerous as the Valahgua."
"The Valahgua will never find us," Draycos said firmly. "Not here."
Polphir shook his head. "I hope you're right."
"Spacecraft approaching," a Shontine voice called across the control complex.
"Recognition signals," another voice put in, this one a K'da. "It's our contact."
"I would say that confirms we've got the right planet," Polphir remarked, hunching his shoulders as he stretched his arms forward over the control board.
"Seems reasonable," Draycos agreed as he again lifted his head from Polphir's skin and studied the main sensor display. "Iota Klestis," he pronounced the syllables of the planet's alien name carefully. "It has a certain rhythm to it."
"Yes, it does," Polphir said. "I still vote we rename it."
"It is hard to find a good rhyme for," Draycos conceded. There were four ships showing on the screen now, small and compact. "Odd. None of them matches the profile of the ship the contact has used before. At least, not according to probe team records."
"Hmm." Polphir abandoned his stretching and leaned closer to the display. "You're right. You suppose one of the local governments decided to send a welcoming committee?"
"And they offered our contact a ride?"
"Or came without him," Polphir said, his tone ominous. "Maybe this planet isn't as unwanted as we were led to believe."
"Perhaps." Draycos rumbled in the back of his throat. "Still, they do have the correct recognition signal."
"Point," Polphir agreed, swiveling around to a different section of the board. "Let's see if we can get a better look at them."
The image on the screen wavered, then came back sharper and clearer. Draycos had just enough time to notice the oversized engines and multiple weapons bubbles dotting their hulls--
And then, to his amazement, three of the bubbles on each of the ships popped open in perfect unison, and twelve missiles streaked out toward the Shontine/K'da ships.
"Alert!" someone shouted. "We're under attack!"
"All warriors, to your stations," the calmer voice of Shontine Commander Chayd cut over the sudden pandemonium from the control complex deck below. "Defensive response only. This may simply be a case of mistaken identity. Comm station, talk to them--tell them who we are."
"We are talking," a K'da voice insisted as the ship began to shudder with the firing of its defense missiles. "They're ignoring us."
"Watch out--they're breaking formation," Polphir warned, leaning close to stare out the bubble at the incoming ships. "They're splitting up, one for each of us."
"Batteries, free fire," Chayd ordered. "Concentrate on crippling their weapons. Maybe it's still not too late to talk some sense into them."
Polphir clicked his tongue. "I don't like this, Draycos," he said quietly. "Four of them; four of us. This isn't a chance meeting. They were waiting for us."
"If they were, they didn't get the details very clear," Draycos pointed out. "Missiles that size, against hull armor as thick as ours? What do they think they're trying to prove?"
"And once they did know what they were up against, why split up their firepower?" Polphir added. "Why not concentrate everything on one ship at a time?"
"Or just turn and run?" Draycos said. "They're up to something, Polphir. The question is, what?"
Polphir never had a chance to reply. Instead, the ship sweeping toward them provided the answer. From a weapon bubble near its center came a sickly-yellowish flash, and a slender cone of violet light lanced out.
Draycos caught his breath, his mind refusing for that first awful second to believe what he was seeing. Here, hundreds of light-years from their beleaguered worlds, it was impossible that their enemy's most terrifying weapon should be ignited against them.
Yet there it was: the all-too-familiar cone of writhing violet light twisting its way toward the aft end of their ship. The weapon no shielding could block, and that no living being could survive.
The weapon called simply the Death.
"Evasive!" Chayd shouted. "All ships!"
But it was too late. As Draycos watched from his perch on Polphir's back and shoulders he could see that there would be no chance for any of them. All four attacking fighters had ignited the violet beams now, focusing them on the sterns of their chosen colony ships.
And over the all-ship intercom, Draycos could hear the horrified shouts, suddenly cut off, as the Shontine and K'da in the Havenseeker's engine room were caught in the beam and died.
"Evasive!" the commander shouted again, his voice hard and desperate.
A second later Draycos found himself grabbing for the grip bars at the edge of the control panel as the Havenseeker twisted downward out of the violet light sweeping slowly forward along the hull.
How their pilot had managed to coax a maneuver like that from such a big, lumbering ship he couldn't imagine. It was clear their attacker couldn't imagine it either, because for a few seconds the violet beam burned harmlessly through space above the ship as its target dropped out from under it. At the same time, a full salvo of missiles shot from the Havenseeker's flank toward the fighter.
Draycos held his breath as the fighter twisted madly to get out of the way. It successfully evaded most of the missiles; but then the law of averages caught up with it, and the last two slammed full into its side just aft of the Death weapon.
"Two hits!" Polphir called. "The Death--"
He broke off, sagging slightly in his seat as the rest of his lungful of air escaped without words.
There was nothing else to say. Despite the torn and blackened metal on the fighter's side where the Havenseeker's missiles had struck, the violet beam was still twisting its way out into space. It swiveled down toward the Havenseeker, still driving away on its evasive course, and settled again on the colony ship's side. Almost as if nothing had happened, the beam resumed its steady progress forward.
So too did the cries of the dying. With a shudder, Draycos reached out and shut off the nav bubble's intercom. There was nothing he could do to help the Shontine and K'da back there. Nothing anyone could do. The cries continued, more faintly, coming from the intercom speakers on the control deck below.
"This is impossible," Polphir murmured. He sounded more bewildered than frightened. "How could the Valahgua be here? How could those ships have the Death?"
"I don't know," Draycos said. "It doesn't look like we'll have the chance to find out, either."
"No, I suppose not," Polphir said, his voice almost peaceful. A Shontin unafraid to die, and for a brief moment Draycos envied him that calm.
The Havenseeker was still pitching away from its attacker. But the enemy was wise to its tricks now. The violet beam remained steady, continuing its slow sweep forward. In his mind's eye, Draycos could see his companions' bodies slumped in their seats or lying crumpled on the deck as the beam snuffed out their lives and then moved on. The Shontine bodies would linger for awhile; those of the K'da, he knew, would already be turning two-dimensional and rippling away into nothingness. A K'da death left no body for his friends to mourn.
The beam was nearly to the control complex now, and Draycos could feel a slight and unpleasant electric tingle along the scales on that side. "Here it comes," he said. Oddly enough, his voice sounded almost as calm and peaceful as Polphir's had, even though he was far from feeling that way. "It's been an honor to be associated with you, Polphir--"
"Wait a moment," Polphir cut him off, leaning forward and pointing toward their attacker. "It sputtered just then--there. Did you see it?"
"Yes," Draycos said, frowning. The yellow source-glow was indeed flickering; and now so was the violet Death beam itself. Had the near-misses by the Havenseeker's missiles done some damage after all?
And then, with one final flicker, both the yellow and violet lights went out.
They've shut it off," Draycos breathed, blinking in bewilderment. Was this some kind of cruel trick? One last gasp of false hope for the few survivors here at the Havenseeker's bow before their unknown enemy turned the Death on them again?
But the weapon remained off. Draycos watched, afraid to believe it, as the fighter began to pull up and away. "What are they playing at?" he wondered aloud. "Do they think they got all of us?"
"I would say they're just saving themselves a little trouble," Polphir said grimly. "Take a look. That last maneuver put us into the atmosphere."
Draycos hissed around his tongue. Polphir was right; the thin white condensation trails were smoking off the tips of the antennas rising from the hull.
Commander Chayd seemed to have become aware of their danger at the same time. "Full lateral power," he ordered sharply.
"Not responding," the pilot called back. "Control lines are out."
"Drosh, Mintuk--get to the engine room," Chayd snapped. "You'll need to operate the drive manually."
"Do you want us to go, too?" Polphir called, starting to unstrap.
"No, you two stay there," Chayd said. "Landing sensors are also out. We'll need you to guide us in visually."
Polphir glanced over his shoulder, his eyes briefly meeting Draycos's. Draycos could guess his thought: that such a feat would be nearly impossible to carry out.
But there was nothing for it but to do their best. "Yes, sir," Polphir said, resealing his restraints.
"Everyone to your stations," Chayd said. There was little hope, Draycos knew, and he had no doubt that Chayd knew it too. But the commander was a Shontine warrior, and he would never simply give up without a struggle. Not while any of his crew remained alive. "Prepare yourselves," Chayd added. "One way or another, we're going down."
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Table of Contents
Reading Group Guide
Questions for Discussion
1. In the opening paragraphs of Chapter 1, Draycos calls Polphir his "slave-driving Shontin." How does this playful phrase help characterize the relationship between Draycos and his Shontin host? Compare this relationship to the one he forges with Jack.
2. Who was Uncle Virgil? Who is Uncle Virge? Could Jack's relationship with Uncle Virge be described as a "symbiont" relationship? Why or why not?
3. Jack is more unsupervised than most fourteen-year olds. How does this affect his actions and choices? Describe a moment in your life when you felt you were really on your own. How did you act in this situation?
4. Near the end of Chapter 4, Draycos asks Jack, "Does your species require more loneliness than I understood?" What is significant about this question?
5. Describe in your own words, the appearance and abilities of Draycos. What leads Jack to sometimes think of him as a pet? How does Draycos make his true nature apparent?
6. How does Jack explain to Draycos his reasons for needing to clear his name?
7. How do the events that take place during the Wistawki bonding ceremony help to bond Jack and Draycos to each other?
8. How does his growing relationship with Draycos alter Jack's relationship with Uncle Virge? Do you think this change is good or bad for Jack?
9. Draycos explains that he could not properly mourn the loss of Polphir as he did his previous symbiont host. Define mourning in terms of your own life and culture. Did Jack "properly mourn" the loss of his parents or of Uncle Virgil? Explain your answer and the effect, if any, this may have on Jack's character.
10. Who are Raven, Drabs, and the Brummga? Why are they pursuing Jack? How would you describe Raven's value system?
11. Find at least two passages in the story where Jack uses human expressions that Draycos finds difficult to understand. How do these moments help the reader better understanding the alien character of Draycos?
12. Describe the luxurious accommodations Jack enjoys on the Star of Wonder. Why do you think he is given these choice quarters? What does it suggest about his enemies?
13. How does Jack break into the purser's safe on the Star of Wonder? How can this be viewed as a meeting of his old, Uncle-Virge-style techniques with his new partnership with Draycos?
14. How does Draycos help reveal the identity of Jack's enemy? Is it significant that he calls himself a poet-warrior and not a warrior-poet? Why or why not?
15. What is the K'da warrior ethic? Cite several instances in the story when Draycos questions the ethics of Jack's actions. Is Draycos usually right or wrong? Explain your answer.
16. When Jack finally comes face to face with Cornelius Braxton, what is revealed about his perceived enemy? What major shift does this cause in the plot of the novel? How does it affect Jack's perceptions of the good and the bad characters, the right and the wrong actions?
17. What object/substance does Jack discover he is being framed for stealing? What is significant about this discovery?
18. At the end of the story, Jack questions Draycos about killing an enemy. How does this query compare with Draycos's criticisms of Jack's value system? How does Draycos defend his action?
19. In what ways do the penultimate paragraphs of the novel show the growth of the relationship between Draycos and Jack?
20. At the close of the story, what do you think might be the greatest threat facing Jack and Draycos en route to their next adventure?
21. Why are the key terms in this novel's title"dragon" and "thief "both accurate and inaccurate? How does this duality help to reinforce the themes of the story?
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Easy to follow, fast paced adventures, perfect for the whole family! I read it and enjoyed it so much i've been reading it to everyone, my parents love it, and it even holds the attention of my 6 year old brother! Great book, highly recomended.
Timothy Zahn is a writer that can pull you into a world that you never want to leave! Writing with just enough detail to allow you to visualize the worlds and their characters all on your own. This is a book for anyone who enjoys a good sci-fi story. In Dragon and Thief, Jack Morgan wants nothing more than to move on with his life and forget that he was ever a con man and thief. But, space and a virtual simulation of his late Uncle Virgil have other plans for him. While hiding out on a deserted planet because of a crime he didn't commit, Jack is audience to a battle that would change his life. As he walks through the wreckage of one of the fallen ships he finda a dragon. Draycos and his host are part of an advance team for their war torn peoples, on their way to a new home and a new life, or so they think. When their advance team arrives they are betrayed and attacked. Not only are they unsafe, Draycos learns that the evil his people sought to escape has followed them. Being the only survivor of the advance team for his people and very near death without a host Draycos sees a young human. Perhaps his only hope of survival. Draycos, Poet Warrior of the K'da, soon twines his fate with that of Jack Morgan, reformed thief. Draycos needs a host, Jack needs help, what they get is each other. Enjoy the story of two different beings as they start to unravel a plot that could destroy both of their worlds if they don't stop it.
I have enjoyed these book and the rest of the series. An interesting turn of event that help shape the main character as he comes to age and need to learn who he wants to be.
Fast pace, not a lot of technical terms, easy to understand and overall entertaining. Anyone who likes sci-fi novels should read this book.
If a dragon jumped at you and vanished into thin air. Jack Morgan has to keap him and help after he went onto his back. While at the same time runing from Braxton University security for a crime he did not commit. When he proves he did not commit the crime he gets in an even bigger pickle then ever thought he could. This is a wonderfull book full of adventure and fantisy. I would recomend for any one who like fanticy or adventure and needs a good laugh
I bought this book because I`m a fan of Zahn`s work in the Star Wars universe. I didn`t realize it was a teen/children`s book until I read the back cover. While this may be a quick read for some, this book is a superbly enqoyable book that never seems to drag. I can`t wait to read the next book in this series. This book is worth checking out.
His parents died years ago and his only living relative Uncle Virgo recently passed away, leaving fourteen year old Jack Morgan by himself except for the virtual essence of his deceased guardian. Jack has been set up to take the fall for stolen valuable cargo. He is an easy frame, as he is guilty by association or in this case blood, as his late uncle was a known con man. Jack flees to a remote planet, but in the skies observes a fight with one of the combatant ships crashing near him. The only survivor of the wreck is the K¿da dragon Draycos. Jack might have felt he had plenty of troubles, but he soon learns what it¿s like to have the weight of the world on your back. Draycos exists either as a two-dimensional "tattoo" on his host¿s skin or as a three-dimensional dragon. His current host died during the attack and with no one else around, he persuades Jack to become his new host. This unlikely pairing of a warrior poet with a bungling teenage thief leads to adventures neither anticipated when they joined at the hip. Clearly targeting the young adult audience, though the older Norton readers will enjoy the novel, DRAGON AND THIEF is an exciting science fiction adventure story. Readers will appreciate the relationship between the intelligent experience dragon and the exuberant youth, which makes for a fine time for the audience. The worlds seem real and the joining seems strangely plausible requiring author Timothy Zahn to bare his back so his fans can see his tattoo. Harriet Klausner
Zahn has always been one of my favorite authors. This is the first YA book of his I've read and I was not disappointed. Jack is a likable and amusing character. Draco's is wonderful and his unique problems draw the reader in immediately. The struggle to survive keeps this a page turner. Overall its a great start to a wonderful series. The interplay between the characters is great and you find yourself wanting a dragon of your own.
This was a great adventure! I was a bit disappointed that story was not neatly tied up at the end, but that just leads me on to then next book!
Jack is a reformed thief on the run for a crime he didn't commit. Draycos is a poet-warrior and a member of the advanced scouting party looking for a new home for his people, who have been driven away from their planet by the genocidal Valaghua. When the scouting party is ambushed by human mercenaries, Draycos is the only survivor. He teams up with Jack to clear his name. In return, Jack will help him track down the mercenaries who destroyed Draycos's fleet before the rest of the refugees arrive in six months. This first book in the Dragonback series deals with their attempt to clear Jack's name, where they find out that the man behind the frame-up is also somehow connected to the mercenaries. I love this book. I generally don't read sci-fi, but this book has completely changed my viewpoint. I plan on reading the rest of the series and then everything else Timothy Zahn has written.
Mostly action, not alot of depth, but it's worth reading for light entertainment. Recommend to younger boys?
I read this a while ago, and have just found it after unpacking in my garage. i re-read it to find that, altough it is good, it wsn't as good as the first time. I like Timothy Zahn and am hoping that the others will be as good or better.
I enjoyed this book for all it's set in the future. Defenetly a recomended book- now if I could just get my hands on the other two.
this is a great book for scence fiction lovers, and anyone else!!!!