Other Books By This Author:
Sentinels: Alternate Visions
by 
Bobby Nash
Synopsis
SENTINELS: ALTERNATE VISIONS
I wrote a short story for the 2007 release of The Sentinels Widescreen Special Edition Omnibus. My story, along with the other shorts, has been collected in a new edition.
Sentinels: Alternate Visions is now available for order on Amazon. I wrote a short story for this collection. http://www.amazon.com/Sentinels-Alternate-Van-Allen-Plexico/dp/0578011204
Ron Fortier, Bobby Nash, Wayne Skiver, Ian Watson, Adrian Watts, and David Wright join Van Allen Plexico for a new anthology of SENTINELS superhero adventures. Overflowing with tons of illustrations and special features!
Product Details:
Paperback: 236 pages
Publisher: White Rocket Books
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0578011204
ISBN-13: 978-0578011202
Product Dimensions: 9 x 6 x 0.6 inches
Shipping Weight: 14.6 ounces
I hope you’ll check it out.
Bobby
I wrote a short story for the 2007 release of The Sentinels Widescreen Special Edition Omnibus. My story, along with the other shorts, has been collected in a new edition.
Sentinels: Alternate Visions is now available for order on Amazon. I wrote a short story for this collection. http://www.amazon.com/Sentinels-Alternate-Van-Allen-Plexico/dp/0578011204
Ron Fortier, Bobby Nash, Wayne Skiver, Ian Watson, Adrian Watts, and David Wright join Van Allen Plexico for a new anthology of SENTINELS superhero adventures. Overflowing with tons of illustrations and special features!
Product Details:
Paperback: 236 pages
Publisher: White Rocket Books
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0578011204
ISBN-13: 978-0578011202
Product Dimensions: 9 x 6 x 0.6 inches
Shipping Weight: 14.6 ounces
I hope you’ll check it out.
Bobby
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Genre
Classification
Fiction
Pages
236
Other Authors
Several. This is an anthology.
Format
Paperback
Language
English
Inspiration
Van Allen Plexico, creator/writer of the Sentinels novels asked me to do a short story for his Omnibus collection. Now those stories are being collected in a stand-alone anthology.
Dedication
Dedicated to Van Allen Plexico for letting me play in the Sentinels sandbox. It was fun.
Publisher
White Rocket Books
Publication Year
2009
ISBN-10
0578011204
ISBN-13
9780578011202
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Excerpt (posted with permission by author)
Excerpt from THE ROAD TO HELL...
By Bobby Nash
1.
Karl Koenig was having a bad day.
Nothing had gone right since that botched mission in Yugoslavia. Not that the mission's failure was in any way Koenig's fault his boss, The Field Marshal, had decided to take it out on him anyway. Being the good, loyal soldier he was, Koenig had listened to his commander's rant without interruption, but he could feel his blood boiling beneath the surface.
The Field Marshal was under extreme pressure from those above him in the food chain; yet one more thing that rubbed Koenig the wrong way. Before they had been brought to this dimension everything had seemed so simple and straightforward.
Koenig liked simple.
There was an order to things and that's just the way he liked it.
Of course, since coming here things had changed. No longer was the Field Marshal making all of their decisions. Now he reported to another man, an American named Jameson. Koenig did not trust Jameson. The man clearly had his own agenda.
Koenig planned to keep an eye on him.
The Field Marshal ended his tirade with a blunt "Dismissed!" No matter which dimension you called your home, in military circles that stood for "Get out!"
Koenig left, slamming the door behind him. It was a small act of rebellion, but it felt good. Not good enough to settle his irritated nerves, but it was a start. What he needed at the moment was to blow off a little steam.
And he knew just the place to do it.
By Bobby Nash
1.
Karl Koenig was having a bad day.
Nothing had gone right since that botched mission in Yugoslavia. Not that the mission's failure was in any way Koenig's fault his boss, The Field Marshal, had decided to take it out on him anyway. Being the good, loyal soldier he was, Koenig had listened to his commander's rant without interruption, but he could feel his blood boiling beneath the surface.
The Field Marshal was under extreme pressure from those above him in the food chain; yet one more thing that rubbed Koenig the wrong way. Before they had been brought to this dimension everything had seemed so simple and straightforward.
Koenig liked simple.
There was an order to things and that's just the way he liked it.
Of course, since coming here things had changed. No longer was the Field Marshal making all of their decisions. Now he reported to another man, an American named Jameson. Koenig did not trust Jameson. The man clearly had his own agenda.
Koenig planned to keep an eye on him.
The Field Marshal ended his tirade with a blunt "Dismissed!" No matter which dimension you called your home, in military circles that stood for "Get out!"
Koenig left, slamming the door behind him. It was a small act of rebellion, but it felt good. Not good enough to settle his irritated nerves, but it was a start. What he needed at the moment was to blow off a little steam.
And he knew just the place to do it.