To you spoiler junkies: The actual plot as yet unknown.
4400 LOONIES EVERYWHERE: CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH?......AMEN!!!!
STAY TUNED AND SPREAD THE WORD!!
I know some of you saying you rather have it back on TV (me too), but a book is better than nothing. I use to think that way. You'd have to tie me down to get me to read. Then years ago I pick up a TV tie book of my favorite show at the time and discovered something, I could actually see the story in my head as I read. I still sometimes confuse stories I seen while reading and ones I saw on TV. Besides I'll name 2 major advantages books have over TV as yet:
1. Some characters that have been remove because the actors portraying them left due to money, other projects, etc. can be brought back.
2. Stories never developed because the technology just doesn't exist yet to pull it off. You can do anything in a book.
So think positive. The main thing we wanted was closure. Prayer answered!
06/27/08 Latest News
I fired off an outline for the new book to CBS last week. Now I'm just waiting for their comments and suggestions. This is standard procedure. Last time we went back and forth three or four times before we settled on the plot of THE VESUVIUS PROPHECY.
Best,
Greg
07/14/08 Latest News
I haven't actually starting writing the book yet, but I can report that the outline was approved by CBS. Meanwhile, Dave Mack is hard at work on the outline for the book after mine. (We spent a lot of time this weekend comparing notes and making sure we were both on the same page.)
Dave Mack is the guy who is writing the 4400 novel after mine. He's also an old friend of mine and a veteran STAR TREK writer. (He's written two episodes of DEEP SPACE NINE, plus several TREK novels.)
Greg
07/23/08 Latest News
I've been corresponding back and forth with a couple of the "4400" book authors trying to get a understanding of situation. Here's part of an email from Dayton Ward, one of "The 4400: Wetwork" writers.
At present, there are only the four 4400 books planned. Our book, like Greg's first book, were commissioned and written before the word came down that the series was canceled. Once that happened, plans for the next two books were changed to push the story beyond the Season 4 finale. Whether more books are commissioned (and if I/Kevin and I get to write any of them) will of course depend on how well these first four sell. I would very much welcome the chance to write another 4400 novel, as I'm a fan of the series from day 1 and loved the time we spent writing Wet Work. Obviously we hope fans will dig it and see that it was -- like Greg's book -- written by true fans of the show.
Thanks again!
Best,
Dayton
THIS MEANS PEOPLE before "The 4400 was canceled these books were in the works ALL were suppose to be tie-in books but the cancellation caused CBS to make the last 2 after Season Fours finale. We cried out for closure and personally if the writers posted a 2 page essay giving the conclusion to their plot line I would have counted myself lucky. Do you know how many shows end with no resolution? Now we are being offered a BIG BONE that could bring more closure and hopefully a continuing series. Greg Cox and Dayton Ward are like most of us devout fans of "The 4400" since the beginning. They both seem to agree that how well these books sell will decide if we get more. After all, when "The 4400" was canceled CBS paramount could have nixed the whole idea instead changing the next 2 to take place after "The Great Leap Forward".
USA taketh, CBS giveth back. I hope CBS makes a killing in sells and show USA how mentally challenged they are. So EVERYONE support these books cause I want more, more, more!!!!
P.S. Sorry for the rant but it makes me crazy every time I read a negative comment about us geting books. Now I'll shut up until next update
June
08/25/08 Latest News
Sorry I'm a little late in posting this. So this is what's happening to date in GC words.
I just finished the new UNDERWORLD book, so my plan is to take a few days off, then start working full-time on THE 4400 again.
Right now I'm on track to deliver the book by October so it can be published in August.
All I can is that CBS has approved the outline for the PROMISE CITY book and we're proceeding from there.
Just try to think of Dave Mack and I as a couple of new writers on the series.
Best,
Greg
09/04/08 Latest News
Hey everybody, be sure to check out dberry's post about interviews with authors Dayton Ward, "The 4400: Wetwork" Oct 2008 and David Mack, Season 5:Book 2, (tenative title)"The 4400: PROMISES BROKEN Oct 2009.
LINK: http://forums.usanetwork.com/index.php?showtopic=406428
So now we know both working titles, "Promise City" (Aug. 2009) and "Promises Broken" (Oct. 2009) and again it's pointed out if we truly want more these books need to sell!!!
Until next time keep the faith and buy books.
11/13/08 Latest News
Turned in the ms. to my editor last week. Now I'm waiting for her response.
Greg
Keep your fingers crossed!
12/03/08 Latest News
Well Greg is still waiting to hear back from his editor and CBS about his book. His editor is on jury duty. He says he saw Dave Mack at a party last week and he's still hard to work on his book, "Promises Broken". So stay tuned fellow 4400 loonies for future updates.
12/19/08 Latest News
I was just checking out Amazon.com and notice they have Greg Cox Season 5 book available for pre-order here:
http://www.amazon.com/4400-Welcome-Promise...1591&sr=1-4
The 4400: Welcome to Promise City (Mass Market Paperback)
by Greg Cox (Author)
List Price: $7.99
Price: $7.99 & eligible for FREE Super Saver Shipping on orders over $25. Details
Pre-order Price Guarantee
Product Details
Mass Market Paperback: 304 pages
Publisher: Pocket Star (July 28, 2009)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1416543228
ISBN-13: 978-1416543220
P.S. I have it on good authority that you find out the answer about Tom and the syringe in the first scene. I don't know so don't ask me. I am marking my calendar. Oh the suspense!!!
2/1/09 Latest News
Here's the latest words from Greg Cox:
Not much new to report. The ms. has been approved by CBS. It's been copy-edited. No cover art yet, but I see it's already listed on amazon. At this point I'm just waiting for the typeset pages so I can proofread it one more time before putting it to bed. And, oh yeah, I still need to read Dave's ms.
Greg
3/1/09 Latest News
I see amazon also have there page up for David Mack's book you can pre-order.
http://www.amazon.com/4400-Promises-Broken...8921&sr=1-1
4400: Promises Broken (Mass Market Paperback)
by David Mack (Author)
List Price: $7.99
Price: $7.99 & eligible for FREE Super Saver Shipping on orders over $25. Details
Pre-order Price Guarantee.
Product Details
Mass Market Paperback: 320 pages
Publisher: Pocket Star (October 27, 2009)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1416543236
ISBN-13: 978-1416543237
P.S. Until next fellow loons.
3/22/09 Latest News
Hi Guys,
I asked Greg Cox about the cover design and this was his answer.
No sign of the art yet. I'm dying of curiosity, but haven't wanted to bug my editor about it. I'm heading off to a science fiction convention in Seattle next month, though. I'm hoping I'll have something to show off by then!
Greg
P.S. Our fellow 4400loonies in the Seattle(PromiseCity) area going to the convention can get more news about the book.
5/13/09 Latest News
Hey Guys, Amazon has finally posted the book cover here: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detai...ER&v=glance
5/28/09 Latest News
FINALLY! A book description is up at Amazon:
The 4400 were only the beginning. Now anyone can become extraordinary. The rewards are great. But so are the risks. . .
Mere months have passed since a viral outbreak transformed Seattle. Over nine thousand people died horribly, while thousands more gained remarkable new abilities. The disaster has also left Jordan Collier, the charismatic leader of The 4400 Movement, in charge of the city, much to the dismay of the rest of the world.
To Collier's followers, the birth of "Promise City" heralds the dawn of a glorious new future that will forever change the face of humanity. But not everyone welcomes Collier's vision of tomorrow. An internationalconspiracy, composed of many of the world's most powerful figures, will stop at nothing to destroy the Movement, even if it means igniting an all-out war against Promise City.
NTAC agents Tom Baldwin and Diana Skouris find themselves caught in the middle of a historic clash as they try to save Seattle from both Jordan Collier and his mortal enemies...with the future of the planet hanging in the balance.
The saga of The 4400 continues.
7/18/09 Latest News
Here's a small excerpt put up on Simon and Shuster. Click on the Spoiler box for the spoiler junkies out there.
Spoiler:
7/23/09 Latest News
EVERYONE, This Tuesday July 28, 2009, that's 5 days, the wait is over. The first book that takes place after "TGLF" is here. So go forth everyone a buy. Show TPTB we are still here and still interested, and loyal to "The 4400" and we want more, more, more......
June
8/06/09 Latest News
Great Book!! Buy it and read it today. Can't wait to the next coming in October by David Mack.
8/24/09 Latest News
The book description for the next Season 5 book: Promises Broken by David Mack out !0/28/09. I Can hardly wait!!
4400 taken, 4400 returned. All were given startling new abilities. Now, if you are willing to risk it all, you too can be extraordinary. Is this what the future intended to ensure the survival of the human race?
Promicin -- which kills half of those who dare to inject it and grants paranormal abilities to those who survive -- is spreading across the globe and threatening to plunge the entire world into chaos.
One year has passed since Jordan Collier and his followers seized control of Seattle and renamed it Promise City. U.S. armed forces have surrounded Seattle, and each day brings Collier and his Promicin-Positive Movement closer to all-out war with the world's greatest military superpower.
However, the real threats are the Marked -- agents from the future whose identities are encoded into body-hijacking nanites. They were sent back to thwart the efforts of the 4400. The last three surviving Marked lurk in the shadows, working in secret as they prepare to deliver a deathblow to the planet.
Caught in the crossfire are NTAC agents Tom Baldwin and Diana Skouris. His son, Kyle, and her thirteen-year-old adopted daughter, Maia, are both more loyal to Jordan's movement than to them. And when the standoff between Collier and the U.S. military explodes into open conflict, Tom, Diana, and fellow agents wind up outnumbered and outgunned.
In the end, the fate of all mankind will rest in the hands of one man: Tom Baldwin.
About the Author
David Mack is the author of numerous Star Trek books, including Wildfire, A Time to Kill, A Time to Heal, Warpath and the critically and fan acclaimed series Star Trek: Destiny. With Marco Palmieri, he developed the Star Trek Vanguard series, for which he has written two novels, Harbinger and Reap the Whirlwind.
His other novels include the Wolverine espionage adventure Road of Bones, and his first original novel, The Calling, will publish in July 2009.
Before writing books, Mack co-wrote with John J. Ordover the Star Trek: Deep Space Nine fourth-season episode ?Starship Down? and the story treatment for the series' seventh-season episode ?It's Only a Paper Moon.?
An avid fan of Canadian progressive-rock trio Rush, Mack has attended shows in all of their concert tours since 1982.
Having recently fled corporate servitude, Mack now resides in a secret location with his wife, Kara.
9/06/09 Latest News
I just visited David Macks web site and saw he has the cover for the next book, "Promises Broken", up. Everyone should go have a peek here: http://www.infinitydog.com/book_promises.html
It's really nice. Come on October!
10/01/09 Latest News
Hey everybody wasn't that nice of David Mack to come the board to tell us about the 1st chapter being up and providing us with a link. I don't know about you but wish it was out now. Read and enjoy!
ONE
April 3, 2008
Naked and shivering, Roger Keegan awoke bound to a chair. He sat in the center of a pool of harsh incandescent light, but the room around him was pitch-dark. His feet were flat on the cold concrete floor. Metal handcuffs bit into his wrists, which were secured behind his back. All he could smell was ammonia.
Looks like a cellar, he thought. Am I still at the casino? He had come to Las Vegas for a few days of well-earned vacation: some cards, some strippers, maybe some surfand-turf. Somewhere between his six Cuervo-and-Cokes at the Mirage and his visit to a nearby gentlemen's club, something had gone very, very wrong.
A door creaked open in the darkness, but there was no light to draw Roger's eye. Footsteps were answered by crisp echoes as they drew closer.
Roger swallowed in a futile effort to expel the sour taste of metabolized booze from his tongue, which was coated in a vile paste. Squinting, the forty-two-year-old middle manager saw three dark figures step into the ring of shadow just outside his circle of light. Two looked like men; the other had the appealing curves of a woman.
The man on the left lit a cigarette, illuminating his brown face with a flicker of orange flame. Then he flipped his lighter shut, and all that remained was the red pinpoint at the end of his cigarette. Roger winced at the pungent aroma of tobacco. Whatever the man was smoking, it was harsh and bitter.
"So," said the man in the center. "This is him?"
"Yes," the woman replied. "He's been prepared."
Throwing fearful looks at each member of the trio, Roger said, "Wait a second, there's gotta be a mistake! I'm just a sales rep! My name's Roger Keegan, I don't -- " The clack of a round being chambered into a semiautomatic pistol cut him off.
"We should get started," said the man in the middle. He and his two compatriots stepped into the light.
They were attired in casual business clothing -- suits without ties for the men, a simple gray skirt-and-jacket ensemble for the woman. She was pale and blond, and held an odd-looking device with a syringe and a needle. Roger didn't recognize her or the black man with the cigarette. Standing between them, however, was a man with a graying beard who looked familiar.
It took Roger a moment to dredge the man's name from his memory. Then it came to him. "Holy crap!" he exclaimed, eyes wide with disbelief. "You're George Sterling! Is this a movie?"
The famous Hollywood producer-director ignored Roger and extended a hand to his male colleague. "Let's get on with it."
The black man handed Sterling the pistol. He and the woman stepped back as Sterling released the weapon's safety and looked at Roger.
"You're a lucky man," Sterling said. Then the movie mogul lifted the gun, pressed the muzzle to his own grayed temple, and pulled the trigger.
The shot resounded off the floor and walls as the left side of Sterling's head vanished in a pulpy red spray.
His body went limp, fell face-first at Roger's feet, and landed with a meaty slap. The pistol tumbled from his hand and clattered across the floor.
Blood spread in a swift tide around Roger's bare feet. Trembling now with fear and adrenaline, he shouted at the blond woman and the black man, "What the hell's going on?"
They didn't answer him. The blonde stepped forward, kneeled beside the dead Hollywood titan, and jabbed the needle of her gadget into the base of his skull, into his spinal cord. She tapped a touchpad on the side of the device. A moment later, a shimmering silver fluid began filling the syringe behind the needle, drawn up and out of Sterling's neck.
Roger yelled, "Who are you people? What is that?"
"You'll find out soon enough," the black man said, stepping behind Roger's chair.
The blonde removed the needle from Sterling's neck, stood, and walked toward Roger. "Hold him," she said.
Her cohort wrapped one muscular arm around Roger's throat and jaw. With precision and force, he twisted Roger's chin and immobilized his head.
"Stop!" Roger begged. "Please, don't do this!"
The woman met his plea with a cold smirk and icy blue eyes. "What is it you think we're about to do?"
"I...I don't know," Roger said, too scared even to guess.
Stroking his cheek, she asked, "Then why be afraid?"
While he was still concocting an answer, she jabbed the needle into the nape of his neck. Piercing agony traveled down his spine like an electric jolt. Then a searing heat flowed into him, purpling his vision and filling his head with vertigo.
He felt himself scream, but he heard only silence.
Jakes hadn't felt any fear as he'd pulled the trigger. This death would be merely an interlude, and a brief one at that.
Putting a bullet through his brain had still hurt, though.
He inhaled sharply as he felt his consciousness take root in a new form. This body's senses were sharp. He caught the competing fragrances of cheap cologne and expensive perfume.
His eyes opened, and he saw his fellow agents of the Marked. "I'm all right, Wells," he said to his male colleague.
They were each two or three bodies removed from who they had been in the future, before their identities had been encoded into nanites for their perilous undercover mission into the past. When they had first hijacked new personas, they had agreed to call one another by their new names, to maintain their covers and avoid confusion. With so few of them left, however, there was no reason not to revert to their true names.
Pleased by his new voice, he asked, "How long did it take?"
"Less than two minutes," Wells said. He glanced at Kuroda, who put away the nanite-transfer device. "The upgrades to the bonding process worked better than we'd hoped."
Jakes nodded. "Good. Then you won't mind untying me."
"If we must," Wells joked. He stepped behind the chair and removed the handcuffs from Jakes's wrists.
While his comrade untied the rest of his restraints, Jakes massaged his new wrists, scowled at the glare of the light above his head, and wrinkled his nose at the lingering bite of sulfur in the air. He looked at George Sterling's bloody corpse. It galled him to give up an identity that had blessed him with such vast wealth and influence, but it was for the best.
The Marked had recently suffered brutal setbacks in their covert war against the 4400 -- people abducted from far-flung parts of the world over the course of nearly six decades of the late twentieth and early twenty-first centuries, taken by agents of the future determined to alter the shape of things to come. Injected with the neurotransmitter promicin, which gifted them with extraordinary paranormal abilities, the 4400 had been returned en masse on August 14, 2004, in order to avert a catastrophe that would end the world as they knew it.
In other words, the returnees had been changed and sent back to erase the past and topple the future's last bastion of stable civilization, which the Marked were sworn to defend.
Unfortunately, the war had turned against the Marked. An assassination squad -- sent by Jordan Collier, the charismatic leader of the rapidly spreading promicin movement, and led by the ex-military telekinetic returnee Richard Tyler -- had killed seven of Jakes's fellow agents.
It was likely a matter of simple luck that Jakes had escaped Tyler's attack on Wyngate Castle, the opulent redoubt that George Sterling had built with his movie-industry millions. If not for a secret passage Jakes had added to the estate, he, Wells, and Kuroda would likely be dead.
They were now the last three agents of the Marked. They alone remained to save their future from Collier and his quasi-religious promicin movement.
As his bonds fell away, Jakes stood. "That's better," he said. Kuroda handed him his clothes. He dressed quickly, then walked toward the exit. Wells and Kuroda followed him. "I wired what's left of Sterling's fortune to the Caymans with the rest of our assets," Jakes said. "We can use that as startup capital."
Kuroda picked up her briefcase, in which she carried the new nanite-transfer device. "I still don't see how we're supposed to do anything posing as these nobodies," she said.
"Impersonating people in high places worked for as long as it could," Jakes said. "Now we have to lie low."
Wells was dismayed. "How does that help us? We've already missed our window of opportunity against Collier."
"Maybe," Jakes said. "Maybe not." He opened the door to the dimly lit stairwell, where the air was hot and stuffy compared to the cool confines of the subbasement. "That's why we have to make a new friend -- one who wants to stop him as much as we do."
Over their trudging footfalls, Kuroda said, "You've already made contact with this 'new friend,' haven't you?"
"Yes, I have," Jakes said. Even though his new body was relatively young and physically fit, the heat in the stairwell had rivulets of sweat running down his back as he climbed one switchback flight after another, back to the main floor.
Laboring up the steps behind him, Wells protested, "It's still too late. The date for the calamity came and went."
"I know," Jakes said. Pushing open the door to the ground level of the hotel under construction, he squinted against the glare of the late-afternoon sun. Wind like a gust from a furnace whipped his brown hair from his face. "But all that means is that Collier prevented the disaster he knew about." He permitted himself a malevolent smirk. "It's time to give him one he won't see coming."
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10/27/09 Latest News
Hey everybody, the next book is out and it's a great read. Buy it today! Help keep the dream alive! We need big sales on these books.
June
