The Bane of Love – Chapter three

Chapter Three: Sarah?

Sarah, I thought she would be the one that would change the curse. I thought she’d be the one to make a difference. I thought the curse would lift. I was naive and foolish.

A part of me hates myself. A part of me felt as if it was my fault for the curse. I had so much anger and pain. I rejected Sarah’s religion in my heart. I still felt better against God.

When the day came. When the clouds went into darkness. I found her. She had been poison, for five years we were happy. This time, it wasn’t the witch it a someone else.  Regardless of that, she came to gloat in my face. I wanted to strangle her. I kept getting my heart broken, over and over.

I fell to my knees in front of the Ghost.

“It is not a cruel fate to me? Your laughter-Why does not kill me?! That would be swifter!” I begged to her.

She shriek.

“Deary, I enjoy your misery. Even when death would be tempting to bring upon you!” she said.

“Death? Please? No more, I can’t live forever in this hell!” I said.

She laughed. “No!” Then she then left me crying.

It started raining. I was right next to Sarah; she was dead. I sat and cried for hours. I had so many emotional broken bones. Along with physical wounds from the abuse of so many others. I knew I had to run away. They blamed me. I decided to find a way to hide from everyone. I ran away found a forest and far away from everyone. I lived in a tree. I was stuck there and angry at the world. I hate everyone, and my feeling festered. The next ten years I grew bitter and sour and resentful.

That was when my dark side came out. Anyone found near me; I would kill. I embrace the hatred and the angry and the rejection of a higher power. I fell far from the goodness of life.

In turn, to my surprise, though I felt worse than after killing these people. I would scratch my skin till it bled. I started hearing voices; I start hallucinating seeing Mistia, Sarah, and my dad. Not only that I saw the darn witch. I hated that wicked smile. She was enjoying my misery. I would cry for days at a time.

“Cry?!” The witch laughed

“That’s right you spoiled brat!” She said.

“SHUT UP! WITCH!” I said.

She laughed and laughed, Shriek and gloated.

When the to darken hour came a light embraced me.

“There is always hope!”

I looked up and what stood before me was a wizard of the light.

She shrieks and ran away from him. He reached out his hand, and he was in blue robes.  He was older than me. He didn’t shave.

He was lite up like a star.

“Who are you?!” I asked.

“That does not matter,”

“Take my hand child,” he said.

I took his hand. I felt warm and comforted.

“Come, Walk with me!”

I did so and walked through his forest. He stated his name as Archinon the archmage of good and bravery. He said that he was hunting for me because he heard my spirit crying in the night. he said He dealt with the witch before. he said He can ease my pain but when he thought he could do something about my curse he was ripped from this world and taken to another.

I had lost everything. The witch came back and for another three months, she tortured me. She reminded of every mistake I made. She reminded of everything I had gone horribly wrong.

When I killed the last man, he held a book in his hand. It reads on the cover.

“To Verlin, From Achinon,”

It read that I was a line of wizard kings.  He was part of a line of Sorcerers that ruled many realms. The sad point was they were in a war against the embodiment jealousy, anger, hate, and pure poison. They fought against the very fabric of snakes. The evil beings were like snakes and of absolute darkness. It said that the only hope was as the Mistia said. It stated that to find true love would cure the curse. He indicated that he liked me. He mentioned that I should come back from the darkness and back into the light. Achinon said he was a relative of mine.

The next day, I walk into civilization once more. This time, I had a mission to find love for myself, to save myself, to take an initiative.

It took me another five years to become a citizen of America. I had changed my name from Verlin to Jim, and that seemed to work. I had to beg and plead for a job. I got a job in southern Ohio as a farmer that works in the field. The world still hated me. That period in my life was rough.

I so used to the abuse. I was numb to it. I lived in a small cottage near an old man’s cave. I drove to work every day. They would ignore me, and daily children would throw stones at me. At night all alone I would cry. I would beat my pillow. I would scream.

One night I heard a whisper around my cabin. Then a knock at my door. I opened the door. Then was when I saw her I felt my heart come back to life. I felt my body no longer numb and broken. I was shocked for words. I was impressed by her looks.

“Verlin?! I assume?!” she said.

I just stared with her black hair and brown eyes.

“What does a cat have your tongue?”

She walked in.

“Please come in!” I said.

“Archinon sent me,” she said.

“You see, Verlin, you must marry, that’s all… ”

I felt my heart start hurting again, and the bitterness comes back.

“How are you going to fix that?”

“I’m going to marry you! Verlin!”

End of chapter 3

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Bane of Love – Chapter Two

     Chapter Two: Exiled Love

So many dates went by that I forgot about my pain. I became careless and carefree; I could feel like I could fly. I tried to stay grounded, but I found myself in heaven dreaming of her.

She had fallen madly in love with me. I felt free of the pain. The endless bounty of love filled my very essence.  I hated the world because for some strange reason they didn’t stop hating me. It was something I often used to, and it didn’t matter because I found love. I often dreamed of just sitting by the beach with her. I often thought about laying under the stars curled up with her. It was a dream, a dream in the high sky.

I had a few years with Mistia; we were about to elope. Everything and anything was going right. I felt so much better knowing that the curse would come to an end. That everyone would love me and accept me for who I was. We, Mistia and I, were engaged. I would be free from the wretched curse. I felt comfort in knowing that it will stop.

It was two days before our wedding date. My girl didn’t tell anyone about it but the person that was marrying us. So many years had passed since my mother died and since the strange day, everything was horrible.  Since I could remember the world was out to get me. There, on the last day, right before we got married.

She, Mistia, brutally murdered. Her throat cut. The crime happened on the streets of Germany. I was the first to find her. I cried. I wept as I held her green eyes in my hand. That was the real moment when I became a man. I felt like running as far away as possible. I even thought of tearing myself from limb to limb and having someone bury me across the world; scattered.

No! I sat there to hold her weak dead body. Then I hear a horrid voice as twisted as a knot in a tree. As old as the tallest oak. As Shrewd as a banshee and as sharply as a nail on a chalkboard.

“Did you think you could escape?! run away from this curse?! Be free from me??!”

“no, no, I thought to kill you! Witch!” I said.

She laughed and laughed in her sharp voice. It felt like the cat scratching all the way down to the bone. My tears seem to fuel her jealousy, and her jealousy appears to fuel my rage.

“I killed her myself, she begged and begged for mercy. I smiled as a slowly cut her jugular vein; she choked on her blood,”

She laughed again. I swung at her, in tears. It went right through. I collapsed on the street. My tears fell to the ground.

Her sharp shriek pierced my ears like a knife into bone.

“GIVE up! Deary, you’ve been defeated. You will never have true love as long as you live,” Arlianic Shern said.

RAGE, blind, pain fueled rage came into me. I Tried for another hit in this evil monster face, and nothing happened. I heard the echo of laughter around me. She had disappeared.

I looked down at my fiancee. She wasn’t even in her dress. I held her cold corpse next to mine. I had spent an hour before they found me holding her.

When the police found me, I became a  suspected number one. I knew that there was no way of proving my innocence. They wouldn’t believe anything I said; they would think I was nuts. In 1919 August first, I was tried for the murder of my fiance Mistia. I was found guilty and hanged that next day.

I pretend to be dead until they forgot about me. My neck was sore, but it healed instantly. My heart, though, had become twisted and torn. It felt like I had died inside. It felt like a piece of me was gone forever.

I took advantage of my death and ran away to America with my impenitent and bone heart. My stone heart, which I had closed lock and all. I became like a troll from a fairy tale. I hid under bridges and never ate. I never drank. I had several moments of death only to be awoken to her not there in this hell. No savior, no heroes, no damsel just me dying and undying. I still found the notes and would hear her voice scream for me.

For hours, I would cry and be hysterical. It felt like centuries of hell until I saw her face. She had to be twenty-one. She was carrying a Bible, and she had brown eyes. I felt instant attraction; my heart beat again. I felt the blood rushing through my body and into my heart. No longer did I feel like I was dead or to die by my hand but that someone had heard my soul weeping in the night. I was under a bridge in new york. It was summer time. I was a mess, but I hadn’t aged since I was twenty-five. It was 1933. I had learned English from the time I knew Mistia, and she taught me.

She knelt down before me. Laid the bible next to me, She was a brown-eyed woman with bright ocean colored eyes. She was wearing a long dress and was very pristine and clean. She was radiating with a beautiful, perfect smile. She was like an angel sent down from heaven. She was like a flower that had just blossom off of a flowering orchid.

“poor man, Have you heard of Jesus?” she said looking into my eyes.

I felt rage, but I didn’t say anything because I knew she was a gift. A gift to save myself from the horror of knowing I couldn’t die, that I couldn’t love that nothing or anything ever cared about me, not even the animals that roam about here.

“No, I don’t, please tell me,” I said.

“I will if you come, you look horrid, pork chop,” she said.

I felt like letting the pain get out. I had died so many times only to get back to the realizing that I was alone, all alone in this world. Now, This angel has come again just in the different form, and I call it mercy.

I knew and felt that primarily the universe has come again to create another window of opportunity. There was another chance to be redeemed, to-be-loved.

She helps me get up, and she said her name was Sarah, She was a Christian, and she was very much a kind gentle soul. A part of me felt anger against God and blamed him for all my misery, I lied to her and said I believed. She loved Jesus just as much as I felt strong feeling for her. Sometimes I felt angry about it.

We started dating. This women let me live with her and cleaned me up a bit. To my dismay, everyone didn’t like me. They still hated me. They are still angry at me. It boiled my blood. I felt like a rugged that get walked all over.

We moved from New York to Florida. Where we started to, actually date heavily. I didn’t care about marriage, but she insisted on it, saying that she needed a ring or she would leave. I had a job and changed my name to Jim Darnall. I enjoyed every moment with Sarah and every day I was with her. It came to one day that I knelt before her and proposed.

She said, “Yes!”

End of chapter two

 

The Bane of Love

Chapter one: Without?! Or with?!

Immortality. I never asked for it. I couldn’t fix it. I can’t die.

It started years ago when I was the just baby in Germany in 1886.  An old woman who was friends with my mother that died in soon after my birth. My father trusted her. She came to my crib one day. She sat down next to me.

“Dear, dear Verlin. I use to love your father; he fell in love with the wrong girl. I sacrifice my youth for your father; I did everything for him and what happened, Verlin, he married that whore!”

I started crying.

“Cry, Verlin, cry! Because I curse you; child to always be alone and to live immortal without love, without anyone by your side for I give my very life to make sure you live without anyone ever again,”

“By the power of the universe, by the power of darkness I curse you, child, to walk the earth alone, forever,” she said.

She laughed like a witch while slowly fading away. It was then that I never knew love ever.  My father became distant from me soon after I was able to walk. He threw toys and objects at me as I grew up.

By the time I hit adolescent, My father had hated me. The school kids despised me. They made fun of me and threw stones at me. No one would talk to me.

I found notes saying “What does rejection feels like?” They would disappear and reappear. They were all of the same origins,

“No one loves you! Verlin’,” the notes would say.

“No one likes you,” they would continue every day.

I even at age nineteen tried to kill myself. I woke up in a morgue and came back to life. From then on, I knew there was no escaping this hell.

Hope stayed with me though even when I felt like dying. I went researching all over. I even told the professor and research who probed and dissected. They even killed me a couple of times. They soon hate me also.

I joined the circus at age 25 and had several nasty things happen to me only for me to get up and walk away from it. The crowd hated me, but it paid the bills. That’s when a gypsy women came by my tent. She seemed immune to disliking me.

I am always wearing black. She, on the other hand, was wearing a red bandana. She had green eyes and dark black hair. She was holding a crystal ball. She wore earrings that looked like angels. She wore black leather pants. She wasn’t average.

My tent or I call my home was full of nick nacks and things that hurt me throughout my life. Looking at these things was difficult. I had a table in the middle of the room. My bed was a Hammock. It was a clutter of junk everywhere because I figured no one would show up.

I Was wearing a dark black suit. I was wearing dark black pants also. It was all black even my bruised and broken body which I didn’t care for, in retrospect. This woman seemed not to care too much. She sat down on the table and set up the crystal ball.

“Who are you?!” I asked,

“Not all that hurt show pain, If, you, must know, Verlin,’ I am wondering, a traveler,”

“Okay, What is your name, Traveler? How do you know my name?”  I asked.

“Mistia, The Great Gypsy! Oh, I’ve known of you the day I saw you, Verlin Kern,”

“Why don’t you hate me, Mistia?”

“Verlin, Verlin, There’s more on the heavens and the earth than in your understanding, Verlin!”

“Oh? Really?!”

Rage came up inside of me. I felt resentment against all these people who hated me, who, spit on me and abused me in every way. She had been excellent and that what hurt the worse.

“Tell me were you there when they booed me, were you there when they laughed at my misfortune?! Treated me like a clown??! Thrown stone at me??! Or Killed me to only for me to come back alive??! And lastly were you there when they shunned me for no reason??!”

“No, But I have an answer that nags you every time they abuse you!”

“And?! MISTA??! The Great and wonderful??! WHAT IS THE QUESTION I ASKS MYSELF??! BECAUSE I JUST DONT KNOW, TELL ME?!”

“Ohh, oh, I like feisty! Peachcake! Do you know that you’re cute when you’re mad?!” she stated.

“JUST GET ON WITH IT!” I yelled.

“You ask the same question in which the universe is trying desperately to answer, Verlin,'”

“Why me? and I will speak for the world and say;

A witch cursed you,” Mistia said.

I stood my ground. I kept my composer, though my voice cracked a bit.

“Witchcraft??! What??! Who would be so cruel??!”

I thought about it; it was odd that everyone hated me. That everyone wanted to abuse me in some way. That I couldn’t get any attention or if I did it was always abrasive.  I wanted to cry; she had shown me a lot of compassion and forgiveness. I hated the world, and I hated the people who were in it. She, shown, love towards me even though I yelled at her, also though I was rude and mean. I didn’t understand it? Why did she hate me?

“I can see through your soul, Verlin; Your soul is weeping. You have no sense of love or kindness. They didn’t forgive you peach cake?!” Mistia said.

“WHY DO YOU HAVE IT THEN?!” my voice cracked, I almost fell on my knees and started crying. I couldn’t stand it. I didn’t deserve excellent treatment, all my life I heard how horrible I was. I didn’t crack, though; I stood tall.

“Because peach cake, it is the moon that breaks and creates a window so that you can have a chance at me, peachy!”

I looked at her she was beautiful and mystical. Very much an entrancing hypnotic woman. She seemed to be drawing me closer to her like a snake charmer. In this window I felt attracted to her, I felt funny. I felt warm; I felt butterflies in my belly, and I felt my heart racing. She started to resonate an aura about her. Then I saw that only a few people dreamed of, her beauty.

“Peachcake, I know what to do! I know how to gain their approval, their love, and love from someone special,” Mistia said.

“How? Beautiful?!” I said leaning over the table.

“Well, well, someone’s getting brave?! It seems that Verlin’ you were not only hexed but hexed by a female trickster. Who is still manipulating your destiny? She gave her life to destroy yours. In so saying that you have to find and marry before your window of opportunity ends! To break the curse, you, Verlin’, must know what love is, must find true love!”

“Then, What was the hex? What did she say?”

She council the crystal ball. They both looked into the crystal ball. It correctly showed what she said. I felt my heart sink. I didn’t remember her nor did I know her. She loved my dad?! She hated my mom?!

“Who is she?!” I asked.

“She is an old evil! She called herself in our tongue jealousy.  The rest of the world called her, though, Arlianic Shern, she came from the very pits of darkness!” Mistia said.

“How could she love my dad?! Or even now him?!” I asked.

“Evil takes many forms, she was one of those forms, jealousy, and she always was jealous of every woman with a man. In, mythology she was the green women who stayed in the cave and had festered feelings of envy of everyone,” Mistia said.

“Still why would there be a window of opportunity?” I asked.

“Verlin, Fate plays its parts; Maybe there is a higher power that loves you?!”

I laughed, “No such thing! Why would a higher power love me? He would hate me! He would cruel and mean being!”

“Be warned, Verlin, because war is waging, and you are a part of it. Our fates are intertwined. Peachcake That is all I know,” I Mistia said.

“Women, The moment that everyone, even when the higher power approves and loves me, will be the day when my father rolls over in his grave,” I said jokingly

“Well, peach cake, How about a date with me??!”

I felt shocked a bit; I sat down.

“Are you sure? Mistia?” I asked.

She smiled at him, “well, handsome why wouldn’t I be?”

I felt the chemistry between the both of us. Mistia had the guts to show me a slight bit of kindness. I felt drawn towards her. I then spoke,

“Then I will do it!” I said.

“Great!” she said as she popped up.

She grabbed her stuff and kissed me on the cheek when she left. When it was silent again, I sat on my canvas hammock, hung my head and started crying. I felt joy and sadness. I felt the pain I had never acknowledge till now. It was terrifying.

End of chapter one

Awaken-Chapter Two

                  CHAPTER TWO – Protection yet destruction

I am Xelyue. In the past fifty years, humans and Lost Terrans have lived in peace. I ask a question for thought, If a made builds a dam but floods a city, does, that mean there is no right or wrong? That I can do no wrong nor no right?

It seems, Xel prince that the last fifty years have been in vain. It appears that humans have bred with my race. It seems that the right I did only brought upon an another war. This time, it’s from the hybrids. They have grown arrogant and think of themselves as elitist. I read about Hitler, and I have learned that they, the hybrids have developed a sense that they are the master race. Both Lost Terrans, humans, are now at war with their children.

They destroyed the relic. They have killed my human wife. I fear it is only time before they hunt me down and end my misery. It seems I have flooded the city even though I try to save the world. I tried to save humans, What did it bring us? Death. Destruction and misery.

My son, Euan, is searching for a solution. A way to end this bloody battle from all three sides. He said that there might be a planet for us to move to if we do not find a solution. I am afraid that another holocaust will happen, another world war.  I feel afraid for my life and many other Lost Terrans.

I have a choice for my people. I could leave this planet and let the hybrids destroy all of the humanity, or I could sacrifice my forces and my men to killing our children that are the hybrids.

I was in my headquarter when one of our brightest came in.

“Xelyue!”

“yes?” Xelyue said.

“I have found an answer!”

“go on!”Xelyue said

“Its a virus that can kill the hybrids,”

“Whats the catch? They are part of our genome,”

“well, King. We have a choice; since your son is out looking for our new home. In turn its very unlikely that he will find anything, so this virus to allow the humans to survive. If we are truly a benevolent race ourselves, then we must make the sacrifice,”

Xelyue felt worried and was thinking deeply. This burden was something he had to make a choice on it.

“What about the humans the hybrids are half human themselves?”

“I’m afraid, Xelyue, this was something found in our dormant caverns almost as though it was planted there years ago. IT seem that it won’t affect humans. It appears that normal humans have a natural immunity to this virus. The hybrids are dead within three hours then it affects us after a week,”

Xelyue got up and pick up a vase and threw it on the floor. He felt rage like he had never had before.

“Send for a scribe! We may not survive but our culture will,” said xelyue.

The scribe came and for a whole month after battle after battle, a book became the last remnants of the Lost Terrans. It told the story of them. IT told in many the culture rituals and the end of the race itself. He didn’t dare tell his son. But when it came a time, when they had to drop the virus. They stole a ship and sent both his son and a female Lost Terran. Son had not found a new planet. Xelyue knew that it was the world that was cloaked from the humans for years. It was habitable. He also knew that the hybrids needed to die for humans to go on. Xelyue said his goodbyes to his son. He also warned him to be careful about his future children,”

in the final battle between humans, Lost Terrans and hybrids the virus bomb were launched killing millions of Lost Terrans billions of hybrids.

Before he died, before Xelyue died. He handed a book to the leader of all humans. “Save us from ourselves,” Xelyue said as he draws his last breathe. “Die in honor my friend, Xelyue,” The man said as he started crying.

-End of Chapter two.

Frost blood – Part Two

   Frost Blood: Part Two: Fear me

“Connor, you screwed up,”the mysterious wizard said

“And, I know you, how?” Connor said.

“I am a friend now. If you must know, my name is Lyman The Lord of Arcane, the wandering wizard. I’ve come to help!”

Lyman said.

“What the hell is going on men?!”

Connor said.

“The power of words, Hallow Frost,” help Lyman said as helps Connor get up.

“What happened to the earth, Wizard?” Connor said as he looked around.

“It was the dragon that you met, that betrayed you, Connor,” Lymen said.

“She wanted to destroy the earth and build a new one in place, your friend Jim, was a slave and spy,”

“WHAT??!” Connor asked. He seemed surprised.

“Jim tricked you with that note, it was a trap, and you were the only one who could read the scroll the only one who had the power to destroy and create,” Lyman said.

“bah, laymen, it can’t be that bad? can it?!” Connor asked.

“Everyone in this world is dead, and the dragons that were once dormant in another realm have taken over. These are not average dragons, you see, they live off of the energy that used and the energy that not used. They could live forever just on the sun and lost energy leftover from the dead and machines. In fact, they use magical technology to produce magic which they also feed on,”

“How?-What? -When?!”  Connor seems scared and felt dreadful.

Lyman looked around the barren scarred planet and then spoke again in a sigh.

“The power of words destroyed this world. I am the savior of it; I’m here to help you, Connor. I will be guiding you, because not only did those words destroyed the world but it made you into an actual wizard. You are the frost in Jack Frost. You, in your blood, flows the power to change everything. This journey is about you, Connor. We have to save all of the mankind before its too late. Whatever that dragon told you was a lie, a poison bite, it seems through you like Toxic chemicals in a child,”

“There have to be more people around, here you cocky old wizard,” Connor said.

“Naive Connor, do you not realize the power of death and life? I have come miles and miles to save this world, because of what you spoke through your tongue!”

“What should we do about it, Lord of Arcane?” Connor asked.

“First, child of frost hallowed frost. we have to leave this realm and search for the scroll of Thuses, or should I say the scroll of salvation,” Lyman said.

“What about you reading it?! Can’t you save this world by yourself?”

“No. I can’t. Connor. The scroll answer to a kind of magic and only you specifically. I had once read a scroll that destroyed my world. I couldn’t repair it; it was horrible; I gain power and return I lost all I loved. It is why I have come!! Connor!”

“…I–” before Connor could say anything. He heard a loud roar behind him. It was a dragon on a wasteland of the planet. Before he could move, he was sucked into another portal. Lyman had taken him to his dwelling.

It was a very quiet and peaceful place, a little house in a tree and timeworn tree. Inside it though was very much a lot of clutter. He had a desk and a whole three bookshelves of books. There was upstairs where he slept. It was an old oak tree. It had been there for centuries. It was the coolest looking place Connor had ever seen. Lyman sat at a table which was in the middle of the room next to his desk. It was a vast area. This place had a firewood stove, and he had tea steaming.

He was dressed in blue and had a long beard and a pointed hat. To Connor, he seems everything that wizard would look like in his eyes. His staff was very much carved by him, Lyman. It was a very elaborate staff. It had carvings of arcane marks going up and down the staff itself. The very top was hand carved tree. It was very much like the tree of life. Connor had known about Celtic and arcane symbols because he had researched it a long time ago.

Lyman sat down. He invited Connor to sit with him. Connor sat.

“Connor, your ancestors, were once kings of magic,” Lyman said.

“Then what happened to them and can’t the dragon find us here?” Connor asked.

“Don’t worry Connor, and their magic stolen by fear, fear that was a living thing, it breathed and existed to only torture and enslave. We call it fear but it’s a living organism, it was what an old master of the realms who sought out power but came back as a monster. He fed on fear; he loathed all of the living magic, all of light and light. He stole the magic that your family possessed. His real name is Xorron master of the realm, King of healing magic. The irony in that, sigh,” Lyman said.

“Then why did the scroll, bring back the power to me?” Connor asked.

“Its the cruelty of Xorron, fear, as many people would call it created the scrolls to tempt and destroy planets. The dragon fed him with their power of creating fear and death. In turn, Each dragon worshiped him. They were fed, breed and trained by fear, or-Xorron.” Lyman said.

“No one knows what happened to Xorron,” lymen said.

“So where’s is this scroll?” Connor said.

“In the last battle to save realms, a god who expended his energy to the point of no return-death, created a counter scroll which his followers hid. It is what we are searching for,” Lyman said.

“You never said  how you knew about my realm, though?” Connor asked.

“I heard the echo through space and time, through realms as your world died I felt it in my bones. In my heart broke,” Lyman said.

“So when do we start?” Connor said.

“First, we have to research where the scroll is, And we start that now!”

End of part two.

Drugan Star – Chapter two

Chapter Two:

In Comes The Darkness

 

 

Drugan was sleeping. Ceres looked at him then turn the other direction. He felt a sudden urge to take the core out of Drugan, and someone make it useful. He felt like he could wield Drugan as a tool ton end the suffering in the universe.

He staved off his hand. He resisted the urge but in his darker side, he knew there was power to stop it all.

 

“Ceres what are you thinking?”

Dragun is woken up.

Leaf was outside playing outside.

“Can’t you hear my thoughts, Lord Drugan?”

“If you ask me Ceres then I will answer, Ceres I wish no longer to hear your mind or anyone thoughts, I come to respect you as a guardian.  Put I must test you Ceres,”

“how so? My lord?” Ceres said.

“Do you want my powers? Do you expect me dead? Or let me fulfill what’s promised?Ceres you are on trial, and you have to make a choice.”

“One hand you can kill me, and I wouldn’t stop you.The other is that I become mortal, and you become a great god. Or you let me judge the universe,” Drugan said.

Drugan created a sword in front of Ceres. “Should I remind you of your scars ceres? You are in no way humble you fat ugly beast. MURDERER!” Drugan said.

Ceres pick up the sword with hatred, anger and sadness.

“Why are you waiting? It’s all your fault that those mortals died, and you Ceres are the one that killed them,”

Ceres grip was getting stronger, and the took all his effort to hold back from killing Drugan.

“daddy!noo!” Leaf said.

Ceres and a river of memories flooded over him of leaf, and again he felt sad and dropped the sword and started crying.

Drugan walked outside and sat down and looked at the two green moons. Leaf came out, and Drugan gestured to her to sit with him. She did.

Drugan then spoke.

“Leaf you dad is an a mighty hero with a gentle heart.”

leaf and quiet she lowered her head.

“He passed the test and so I will place this world.”

He took the pace of him which was his crystal center and planted it n the ground. Is Covered in dirt.  At that moment, life began again. The world came back to live. The crystal dissipated and it turned into Dust which went into the atmosphere, and it started to rain. Animals that were once extinct came out oft he dirt and even the whole planted moved to the star that gave life. It was a red star. It had two moons also. The planet became just like earth.Leaf came to Ceres.

“Daddy don’t cry!” Leaf said

Ceres didn’t stop.

“Please don’t cry, daddy…”

he cried even more.

Drugan came in and touched the black titan foot. Then Ceres felt a wave of relief. He stopped crying. He hugged his daughter leaf. And Drugan started weeping.

“come daddy! Come! I have a surprise for you!”

She grabbed his hand, and he got up and went outside. For the first time in a long time, Ceres felt joy, and he picked up his little leaf and carried around as he walked into the grass and sat in a field of flowers that had exotic smells and color. He picks one of these flowers up and put it on hid daughters ear.

Drugan fell to his knees and started weeping. He also began to bleed red blood. Eventually, the bleeding stop and Drugan return to normal.

The days went by and they turned into months then turned into years. All the while Drugan grew into a giant himself. His wounds healed. Then soon they came to kill and slew Drugan. These were mighty titans, and they blamed Drugan for every little thing that went wrong with their lives.

Ceres tried to fight them, but he was too old. He lost he fought. Leaf ran off into another part of the world. She hides in a cave, and Ceres was a curse by a Titan to turn into stone.Dragun tricked them into letting him, Drugan, live. They took him to reaver named Fourglowse. Drugan then drew his blade and stared right into glowse eyes.

“You’re measured, and I found you guilty of all charges,” Drugan said.

The Reaver began to dissipate and burned into ashes. Drugan took his blade and killed the Titans.

“By death I have brought justice,” Drugan said.

Then, in his voice that across vast universes and the echoes of light and darkness.

“Drugan, the star and the son of a fool,”

Drugan starts sweating and felt overwhelmed with fear and anger.

It spoke again echoing through the space around Drugan. He couldn’t tell where it was coming, so he was silent.

“The greater good always has the greater evil, Judge,” It said.

he then realizes that it was a real god name Veros.

“I-i thought we locked you up, VEROS!”

“I’m free now! And I have to protect the chaos and the Evil, vile titan’s and maybe even destroy all good in this world, Drugan,”

“OF course theft,  destroyer and law breaker,” Drugan said.

Drugan started sweating and became afraid he raises his blade up its was useless.

“VEROS! THE VILE SIDE of the dark side. I AM The ruler,”

“HAHAHA YOU? You’re a soft bleeding heart. In no way, you can beat me. I am the real God now, and I will make this world as I see fit,” Voros said.

Drugan through his sword at a random spot and cut Veros but it was futile. Veros Blasted to light years away from him and on a planet with no life. This plane had no name. The world deserted, and it’s full of sand, dust, and rock.

Drugan tried to port back, but he felt his powers diminished. Then he roars like a lion throughout the universe.

“WAR HAS come!” Then Drugan collapsed on the ground. Every single soul in the whole cosmos felt the rupture, and it put fear in all their hearts.

End of Chapter two

 

 

Reality Rift – Part one

              Rift Through Me

The spire of fate was of evil descent. The black sword was born from the spire of fate. The reign of the spire and the ruler Xon the Sorcerer Governed over the earth and several realms for a millennium. The spire had rifted the realms and made them into one even the dead were roaming among the living and the strange. All bowed before the empire of blood. They were a million strong in their forces. The black sword was recruiting anything they could find human or not and in turn, they forced them into the militia.

It came down to an army of men and women with incredible power and skill to defeat the blood empire. They were called the Feathers of might. For ten days the battles went on until the strongest of these mighty heroes stormed the Spire and made their way to the top. There they faced Xon and Xon had a medallion called the reality breaker.

Xon was unstoppable.No one of the heroes could touch him. He came down to the wire and then the one thing Xon didn’t count on in a twist of fate His loyal student stabbed him in his back. The medallion fell into his student’s hands, and he broke it then said.

“I wish their peace for all the world’s not asunder nor more!” Then he disappeared, and the spire fell into the hole and crumbled in its wake. The heroes that fought for the Feathers of might found themselves home to the world without a spire, Xon, and the black sword.

The medallion, however, founds its place on earth buried under thousands and thousands of feet of dirt far away from anyone.

It was peace for year and years until…

 

august 19, 2015,

A team of archaeologist showed up in Arizona, Sonora Desert. It was a hot day and full of

snakes and lizards. These were the typical day in the wilderness. Dr. Philip Marck and his team of

archaeologist and Dr. John  Brie and his son Morrow. He had brought his son thinking it was safe to dig with him. Morrow Brie was very smart and always loved adventuring with his father. Morrow was about fifteen. Dr Brie, who was an archaeologist.

They were at a dig site where Dr. Marck the head of the expedition lead them to the dig site. He was always carrying a suspicious book. The book read on the cover;

“blitz stunt Tenebrae” it was a quite thick book. No one dared to go near it because Dr Marck was over protective of it and the book never left his side.

 The dig site, packed. Every day  Dr. Marck questioned about what he was digging for, but somehow he kept it going saying,

“The artifacts are deeper in the earth, Trust me!” He’d always convince them otherwise. For the most part, he funded the Expedition. He promised the workers gold and vast riches.

It took him weeks and months to dig deep enough until somehow they found the medallion. They had dug deep sufficient to bury a hundred men. One of the workers who never got paid picked up. Marck snatches it out of his hand and with a twisted evil smile on his face, and he rubbed the half broken medallion. He then spoke Latin for Forgive the darkness expel the light.

And then Morrow and his father witness reality breaking and Xon born again from the darkness. The breaking of reality took both Morrow and his father to a dark place where no one can find them.

 

Preservation of Dragons – Chapter one

           

 

     When magic started to go dormant and all magical creature started to slumber under the dirt, everything that was magic started to disappear. Then even the stars became like knowledge. Plant life slowly turns into dormant plants. There was little to know about what happened to the magic of the world; However, Azger the strongest wizard that ever roams knew that all magic was dying. So in struggle attempt to save the magic he gathers all the magic that was left and with an ancient piece of gold coin he cast the spell that took his life and in turn saving what was left. His apprentice took the coin and kept it Sacred  For generations they passed down the coin and,  the coin was kept secret.

While for centuries all magic and all creatures were hunted down and killed. These hunters were called the Scarlet Arrow. The scarlet arrow was a secretive group of hunters that would kill or destroy all culture of magical creatures. they wiped them out altogether. They heard of the coin which they called the Azure’s Coin. For they wanted magic and all forms of it dead and to never return.

This is where our story starts. There was a boy named Jay Geal who lives in a farm in southern Ohio and he was fifteen at the time was brought to his grandpa deathbed. His grandpa named was Buck Geal. Buck and his family sat beside him as he took his last breath.

“I want Jay… to…. be here,” Jay was there as his grandfather cough and hacked while he slowly died.  His grandpa has cancer and it was terminal. Jay walked up to his grandpa’s bed and his grandpa reached out and grabbed his shirt.

“jay… where the wind speaks, the nights sing, the day crows,” Buck said.

“Jay I left everything to you… bucked leaned into jay hear,

“Son, you must bring back what was lost with this coin,” Buck said as he handed the coin to his grandson. Then his rolled over and he took his last breath and died.

Jay started crying. His tear went down his grandpa’s chest. they all mourn Buck but it hurt jay the worse. Jay loves his grandpa who was a world war II vet in the army. He went through several campaigns and survived each one. He died a hero and lived as one.

Weeks passed and jay slowly felt himself dying inside. It was so much he could ever take. His life he never had to deal with such pain. Little did he know what his grandpa had waiting for him. Buck was cleaver.

It had been months since his death the family didn’t want to talk about his will until they thought he was ready. Jay w2as his only grandson. Jay and his family had to go to the doctor

“It says here in bucks last will in testament it states that jay his only grandson will inherit 100,000 dollars and his ranch in Texas. His parents, Bob and Cherry Geal will receive 500,000 dollars,”

“Buck had 5 million dollars left from his legacy, it states in the will that he must be taken care of until he can take care of himself,”

“What legacy? he was very secretive and didn’t have a job. I mean what kind of legacy was that?” Cherry asked. She looked old and worn and so did Jay’s father. They were dressed like uptight parents with polo shirts and the mother had lots of makeup. They had jay lat in their years so they both look bad.

Jay was dressed like a preppy, he was skinny and he had glasses. On top of that, Jay had short black hair and brown eyes. His mother had blue eyes unlike him. He was tall and had skinny and had great posture. His dad was muscular and bald. His mother was pretty. All three of them looked like they belong together, They all seem to fit in a tiny box.

Mr herb put his glasses down then said, “Buck had stocks and right before he died of cancer he sold all his stock and made now can we proceed?”

“Yes!” Jay’s parent said.

“like I was saying, Buck left cherry and bob 500,000 dollars to do what they want to. In addition to that, anything jay needs the will state it must be taken care of, school, food, and commodities. For example, Homeschooling, chef and electronics or clothing if he needs it. Jay will be well taken care of,”

Jay was crying and his parent was happy about The inheritance. after it was said and done they moved into the ranch.  For a very long time, they waited for the money to clear. Jay had to get homeschooled because they were in the middle of nowhere. When it came time to receive the 500,000 dollars, his parents, skipped out-of-town. They took the 500,000 and left to never come back again.

The ranch was overlooked by a woman named Jill MacArthur. Since there was no way of contacting his parents she became like his new mom. Essentially no one knew why he didn’t go after his parents but he never did. There was something he knew in his gut telling him they were gone forever. Now he just says that they died in a car accident because he was so angry at them,. Jill sat up with him one night and held him in her arms. He cried for a good three hours.

Jill looked like she was in her 40s she was very much a spiritual person and dressed accordingly. She knew buck well. She dressed like she was old too but she was pretty in her own sense. She was skinny and had her hair up. They were in the main bedroom. She had a letter in her back pocket. She pulled it out and gently gave it to Jay.

“What’s this?” Jay asked.

Jill patted Jay on the shoulder. “it’s from your grandfather buck, he knew your parents well and he said if anything was to happen I was to give this to you…”

He wiped his tears and looked at the envelope. It was addressed to him. He opened it. It read

“My dearest Grandson,

I’ve loved you since the day you were born. This is why I gave you all of my fortunes Your parents are gone. I’m sorry but they were horrible parent’s. I’m the only whoever loved you. Boy, you remind me of myself strong, passionate and a kind heart. When I looked at your eyes I see me. Jay none of that matter now, son. You are free of them and they would never understand you like I would. you may have the ranch and i tell you now, Boy great things are to come just remember the wind speaks, the night sings, the day crows.  These are words when said right and through your heart than great things will come. I wouldn’t worry son, everything is going to be alright. When you look at that coin I gave you and all you need are those words then the pain will disappear.

Lovingly,
Your grandpa Buck.”

Jill hugged him and Jay sat there with the letter. He felt bad so Jill started talking.

“I some good news jay, You will get the all of bucks money that about twenty million dollars.”

“I don’t care about the money, Jill. I just want my grandpa back,” Jay said

“I know dear, I know…”

she looks away in thought, Then she said

“Listen, Your grandpa would want you to move forward, Jay,”

She moved her hand and there was the coin buck gave him.

Jay’s eyes lit up, “how the heck did you do that?

“a magician never reveals her Secrets,” Jill said.

She handed him the coin and said: “Promise me, Jay, you will put this under your pillow and say The wind speaks, the night sings, and the day crows.”

“Why?” Jay asked

“Just trust me jay! Please!”

she hugged him, “just do it please,”

“whatever! I don’t see how it helps!” Jay said.

“It’s not going to hurt you,” Jill said.

She grabbed his hand and look into his eyes. She spoke softly. “Trust me.”

“Then I guess ill do it,” Jay said.

“I know you will, Jay,” Jill said

“well I gotta be off to do some work around here,” she got up and walked away.

“oodles, ” Jill said. She walked out the door.

Jay said in the main bedroom all day and when evening came he was tired of the pain from knowing that his grandpa and his parents had left him. He had tears running down his face and his heart hurt. He pulled out the Azgers coin and looked at it closely and by this time everyone had gone to bed. The took on an appearance of a cheap plastic token. His gut told him to do it so he said these words, “The wind speaks… The night sings… The day crows….” then he put it under his pillow.

As he slept the magic crept up on him. In the dark, the world started changing and from the darkness, something new emerged.

When jay awoke he heard a loud growl under his bed. He slowly looked under his bed. in a sudden shaken of fear stuck him and he jumped back into his bed.

“What the heck?”

He took another look and whatever it was licked his face. he jumped back again.

“A dragon, a firkin baby dragon. I must be dreaming.”

he pinched himself then looked under the bed he saw two dragons this time both babies. he jumped back again and fainted.

After fifteen minutes he opened his eyes to the big size of an Irish wolfhound. There were another one of these scaly creatures that had golden and red scales and it was getting into everything. The blue scaly creature that was on top of jay spoke to him telepathically “Are you my da-da?”

This blue and white dragon had the tiny horn and tiny wings. there was no way she could fly. She was like a puppy and she spoke telepathically as she licked saying “I love you!” “I love you!” over and over again.

Jay yelled “HEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPP!!!!”

There was a knock at the door it was 12 P.M, The door opened and came in Jill with a witch hat and a broom.

“What’s with all the screaming?”

She looked at Jay and laughed with a piggy laugh. “She likes you, Jay,”

“Jill?” he asked.

she couldn’t breathe but she eventually came up with the words “Yeah… its me Jill…(*snort*) “

“HEEELPPP JILL this one trying to eat me!”

She laughed harder. “no no no, Shes your new pet dragon and so is that red one over there.”

“WHAT??!”

Jill stopped and took a deep breath. She got serious and she said “come this way Jay, I have a surprise for you! come! come! ignore that two rascals and follow me.”

She looked like a Witch now but she was very pretty she had no feature of a stereotype witch. She had the black dress and white pale skin and her hat were red and black and her shoes were black. The whole get-up made her look sophisticated and chic; Nevertheless, she looked like a witch-a good witch.

They walked down the hall and jay noticed the walls started changing into brick and stone. the lights started changing into torches and tapestries appeared out of nowhere. It was all one level, but regardless the whole place turns into a stone fort. It was perfect. Jay was in awe of it all. They walked into a kitchen which had changed the walls and stove and table into

an old wood fire stove, an old wooden table, and counters. It was a blast from the past. A herd of rats came into the house and then they starting morphing into gnomes that were larger than normal gnomes and a lot more friendlier. when they all changed, Jill said that they are called “Gnumes”.

One walked right up to Jay and said: “Jay I’m Lonny Suddy and I’m happy to see you sir!” He put his hand out and shook jays hand. they all lined up and greeted Jay.

The Gnumes were the size of a middle school child or as big as jay just little inches smaller. They had hair on them like a gnome. they had a hat on them like a gnome. They just had a flatter noise and they had smaller ears with three points of them. Their eye color was exotic and original. They had hair under their hat and were very polite.

After all the commotion came to a spike Jill told them to get to work. The Gnumes love playing and was very active. They went back to work. Jill lead him outside into the courtyard. The Whole ranch had turned into one leveled house. There was a stable with horses, There was many, and many, Gnumes running around taking care of everything.

“Oh and jay, they are clean and tidy too, those Gnumes,” Jill said.

“this is a lot to take in Jill…”

“it’s not only that there’s a surprise,”

“Boooyyyyyyy…”

His heart stopped and he almost stopped breathing. “Buck?!” he thought.

He turned around and there was his grandpa. He wept tears of joy and buck gave him a big hug.

End of chapter one

The Clever Hand

                                     The clever world, I’m in, is of my creation. Wise man once said life is what you make it. I fully believe in that and in turn have my world however see fit. My world was beautiful with nothing but my artworks. I escape through my memories, stories and my mind. In my beautiful mind was art, literature science and math along with music. It was in sync with the universe and it was the conductor. I was orchestrating the events of the world in a dance. The sky, the darkness and the light danced on top of the sky. All the creatures made sounds that were jamboree of tunes. Everything in the world sang to me and in the moments I felt peace
I am a wizard but human one. I have flaws but they are many but I still live. I live in an old wizard tower in Edinburgh which is invisible to the naked eye. This was the year of the dark ages. I found it hard to exist with the world around me So I stay hidden in the tower. Inside my home was a huge world of my own art all focused around my late wife and my dreams and aspirations poems and math that no one understood but a tough strong will person could.
My name is Loris Grill the great and powerful and in the last hundreds of years I have found myself doing nothing but the finer things. I drink wine and write stories. I drink wine and eat food that was made for a hearty warrior. I would eat full pigs and steak with mash potatoes and special spices only I could have. There was an emptiness inside of me. A sadness to my weak heart which had been broken for centuries. My late wife had die due to poisoning by The Clever Hand.
Weeks went by after my wife died during these weeks I hunted down all of them and killed the sacred order. I did not cure my sadness and depression and in doing so I caused more pain They hunted me down and beat me up and banished me from being in this land. So now I hide because the wizard that once knew me now claim to be my enemy. They all banished me from their kingdom. Murder was never meant to be weild for my personal gain, revenge was the problem and my fellow wizards did not want to be ascoisatd with me.
It was an average day when I heard a knock at the tower door. I didn’t answer it but when I later inspected the door which no one was able to see. I found a letter. It Read
“Dear Mighty Wizard,
I can see your tower and I want to talk.
Would you like to meet later? At noon? Have lunch?”
Loris was taken back by this, he took the letter in and read the rest it was morning when this happened. Some dust came out of the envelope. He coughed. It was sparkling dust. Given he’s a wizard but has been out of the loop for centuries. While some say that he didn’t care while other say he was dumb. Sometimes in pain, you do things you regret.
His tower was called mages port. It was a blue tower and white tower. It was more of a watch tower than anything. It was masterfully built and had a couple windows. It had oak wooden doors. The tower had incantations and spells written all over it but not on the door The door was pure oak that was perfectly stained. it had door handle that was elegant. It had two dragons one blue one red and if you touched them they would light up. The red dragon was on one side of the door handle and it came to life when you touche3d it becoming a red dragon with glowing eyes. The same for the blue dragon it would light up blue and glow white light through its eyes also.
He shut the door and walked up the stairs. Music was playing, stained glass portraits where floating around him. He smile and clapped in the aww and prettiness of these works he created. Dust from the sparkles that he kept in his pocket made a map of the sky. It glowed light and bright it was. It was magnificent!! Loris felt joy over his math that he was thinking over. Spells that were being created in his head and above the completeness of knowing that he was great. That he was something more than himself and he had his works to prove it. The great and powerful Loris. There was no end to the symphony of art and science going on in his head and maybe just a tab of magic.
Loris was a wizard that wore blue robes one day then changed to Red the next day. On occasion he would wear white but only because of his wife was a white mage. She devoted her life to healing others. He tried to not think about her but he would have random spouts of crying then he would turn to tiny star trapped under special made vase that lay upside down and keeps the star within it.
Whenever loris felt the mourning of his wife he would look directly into the star and instantly remember dancing with his beautiful wife. Even having a pinic together. Sharing knowledge together. Enjoying books to read to each other. And at last comforting each other with a warm touch and stroke of the hand or leg. He’d lose himself in all of this and have no care in the world. No nightmares, no headaches just him and his art. He indulged himself in everything.
He didn’t meet up with this lady that left the note on his door so again around noon he heard a knocking. Knock, knock. About this time Loris realized she had the upper hand and she knew where his tower was. He walked downstairs. He slowly opened the door.
“What do you want?!” Loris asked
“I want inn…” She said.
This lady had blue eyes and tan skin. She was a jewel. A quick wit and charming tounge She was wearing a beige dress and had matching slippers. She carried a brown knapsack and she was short while loris wa stall.
When he gazed into her eyes he felt like he was in love. He felt the nervousness of love and the urgency of it all. In turn he did not know that the dust he inhaled was magic dust that bewitched him to fall in love.
He got caught in a pause while looking into her eyes…
“Can I come in?”
It was like he was hypnotize into letting her in. She tell him her name and it was Allison Cetus Rae. They got to know each other. And of course Loris showed Allison around and she loved the tower.
They soon started dating and became an item. She wqas sweet and charming. She was also a little devilish. The dust had infected loris mind. He was hooked.
He values his talents and his mind because it gave him peace through the chaos of music and noise in his head. It was like constant sunshine for him, an escape that let him forgot all his issues. His mind was more valuable than his body.
After three weeks he start to come to but by then she had his grips on his tower. She had control of his mind. The first move was made by her. Little did he know-that she was working for the clever hand. She was a beast, a fallen human which had turned into a horned monster. He sat at his whitening table next to the star he trapped. She took away his magic abilities then kissed him on his forehead which woke him up immediately In absolute horror he watched the wicked beast destroy all of his creations one by one.
Loris panic’d. He yelled bloody murder but she didn’t stop there she destroy the music and released the star. It went back to where it belong. All his paintings. All his writing. Every ounce of his life that he had in this tower was burned with prejudice. Loris started crying. No don’t, he said. He couldn’t even cast a spell.
When she was done destroying everything he indulged in she took his memories away from him and all his talents. Along with every single voice in his head. She then started pull his hair out and mark his skin when there was no hair left with the brander that was read hot. This mark was the mark of the clever hand. She also walked out and left a card next to him and she walked out saying “That’s karma for ya!” she winked at him once.
He felt as though his brain was crushed like a bug. The room was quiet and he felt like he just got lobotomized by a foul cruel monster that was of the wickedest nature. He sat there in the dark for three more weeks.
One more day and he was found by his fellow wizard. He has no memory of them but they took him in. Took him far away from the tower into a land of paradise. Loris spend his days recovering. The council of wizards took their forces and hunted down every remnants of the clever hand… But like terrorist they couldn’t never be completely eradicated.
Eventually they forgave Loris and Loris soon regained most of his abilities. They still love loris as a fellow wizard but they tried to avoid war. Loris get better slowly and soon he remember all his spell and regain his powers back. He sat down with his fellow wizards and told him that he was retiring from magic. He had fallen in love with another girl and spent the rest of his years in paradise, like the ocean and the beach. He completely forgot about his late wife and in turn, He became the happiest man ever. As for Allison she was kill and buried. The clever hand went into hiding and were never seen again. Everything turned out good and this was the end of a legend, Loris the great and powerful.
The end

Echo – Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Silence

Jason awoke to a new world of anguish, surrounded by skeletons. He looks to his right arm, and there was a mechanized arm in place instead of his real one. This arm was emitting an energy field which looked like light blue fire. He laid there in the hospital bed looking at this mechanical arm. Crystal had built him a new arm. He looked at his left hand and then spoke;

“Crystal! What the hell is going on??!”

He was in shock of what happened.

A minute later to his surprise a full figure curvy women appeared she had glasses and black hair which was straight and had been neatly comb. She was the Avatar, after all. She was medium height which was five feet and twelve inches. She had a beautiful smile and face.

“I had to save you from bleeding, Your whole arm was ripped off, and after that thing had come, my systems went haywire, I couldn’t keep your arm for attachment. Instead, we got you a robot arm.”

“Who are you? You can’t be crystal!” Jason said.

“But I am, She said.”

“if your crystal tell me what my favorite game to play with you is?”

“That’s easy, Mr. J its Chess,” Crystal Said.

“It is you! Do you know how long has it been? How long was I out for?”

They were in the small sick bay. Little robots and cleaner droid were cleaning everything up by themselves, and they were doing a good job of it.

“A hundred years…”

“What????! how can this be???!”

“You were in stasis for that long; some crystal formed around you and since I had no captain, I couldn’t do anything.”

“How did I get out?” Jason asked.

“Just recently it faded and released you,” She said.

“You manage to get me to sick bay?” Jason asked.

“Yep, a few of the robots carried you here,” She said

“They fixed you right up,” She said.

“good, I’m glad I recovered, but I’m afraid I can’t stay here.”

Jason got up. Then he warned Crystal.

“My head hurts…” Jason said, and he sat down.

“I think I’m going to vomit….” not too long later he puke all over the floor.

She made him stay for another hour.

He got up after an hour in the sick bay and an hour after puking and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Status on casualties,” Jason said.

She started calculating.

“99%-Dead,” She said

“But Why? didn’t anyone get away?”

“No.”

“What about Marvin and my friends?!”

“They died without mercy.”

“No way…” Jason said

“There dead, everyone innocence soul here was torn ripped and almost eaten alive,” Crystal said.

“What kind of monster would do this to us?”

” I wouldn’t call it a monster,” Crystal said.

“….more like…. a demon” Crystal said

“It felt like a beast and I never want to see it again.”

“head to the hourglass,” Crystal said, “Theirs a surprise in the hourglass for you.”

So He got up and made it out of the room and heading to the elevator and through the door. What he saw shocked him.

The Crystal had broken free, somehow. They were all exposed to dark matter, and the dark matter wasn’t normal because he was still breathing and alive.

When he looked around, he saw skeletons everywhere. It was overwhelming to see all the corpses and knowing they all died.

Crystal appeared and spoke,

“This is all that left of the Crystallic…”

“What the hell happened? Shouldn’t I be having a nasty effect from the crystal?” Jason asked.

“Readings indicate that the crystal is inhibiting lethal radiation.” She said.

“What the hell, I should be dead or something?” Jason asked.

“Mr. J do you want me to scan your body?” Crystal asked.

“Yes, Do something about the crystal,” Jason answered.

“Strange, readings showed that you’re in perfect health…” Crystal said

“Activate the alpha one measure, Quick!” He said

“Activating Alpha one now.”

Right, then a metal containment wall came down on the crystal.

“Crystal why didn’t you do that when you had the chance?” Jason asked with anger.

“Mr. J. I wasn’t working efficiently,” She said

“There was a flaw in my logic that needs a look at,” She said.

“All those people dead,” He whispered under his breath.

“Mr. J, I can hear you, and it could be a lot worse,” she said.

“Famous last words, crystal,” he said.

“So crystal where are we space wise?” he asked.

“My sensor aren’t working at all, Mr. J.”

“Great, so were stuck in space wandering aimlessly without a soul anywhere,” he said.

“You got that right Mr. J. Well done, I must applaud you now,” She said meanly.

“Well get some robots to work on the sensor array!” he said.

“Will do, Mr. J,”  She said.

It was silent, a code dead silent that could never be friendly. Jason went up to the bridge and sat on the captain chair and sigh.

There was no sound, no music, no one just the ship and his mind.

You could hear the ships mechanics working; you could listen to the dread in his heart where he knew he couldn’t have saved his crew. The sadness that was oozing out of him. He sat thinking and reliving every moment of the ordeal.

It grew silent so quiet he couldn’t stand it. It became cold too so cold that he was shivering.

Just when he was alone, he heard a voice.

“Cold are we?”

The hair on the back of Jason Neck stood up. The voice sounded just like Marvin.

“Marvin?” He asked fearfully. He was in shock.

That’s when Marvin appeared right in front of him. He jumped like he saw a ghost, which he did.

“Wha-what are you?” He asked.

“Why would you ask such a thing?” Marvin responded.

“No way you,” Jason was interrupted by Marvin.

“Could be Marvin?”

“Why I am…” Marvin said.

“b-b-but your dead,” he said in fear.

“So it seems…”

Marvin tried touching Jason, but his hand went right through Jason. Jason felt a cold draft when he did this.

He ran away from Marvin.

“Stay back!” Jason said.

“Cousin, would I hurt you?” Marvin asked.

“What are you doing here, Marvin? wouldn’t you be going into the light?” Jason asked.

“I’m just as clueless as you, Jason,” Marvin said.

Jason closed his eyes and told himself he was hallucinating. When he opened his eyes, Marvin was gone.

He took in a deep breath and felt relief.  He was back against a wall, and so he slide down the wall into the floor.

“It was just a hallucination…” He said to himself.

Crystal spoke:

“Incoming hail…”

“What the? Put it on-screen!” He said.

A man with a patch over his eyes and darkly dress leather wear shown up on screen. He was wearing a black cap. He had no hair.

This man spoke,

“I presume you’re the captain of this vessel?” the man asked.

Jason got up and said, “Yes… I am.” he was looking intently at this bald fellow. He had never met him, and this balding man was in full black attire and wearing black leather gloves.

“Prepare to be boarded!”

The screen went off. Soon after there was a loud crash and crystal spoke.

“A ship has docked at docking bay five.”

Jason sat there thinking of his next move, and there was no next move he couldn’t take them all out on his own. He was a scientist, not a soldier. Nevertheless, Jason headed down to the dock to face this pirate.

When he got there, he was face to face with the bald man who insisted on shaking his hand.

“I am captain Rigel of the vessel formally known as the U.S.S. Hyperion. I found it empty and took it.”

“And this vessel is mine now.”

Jason swallowed, and it felt like his throat was in a knot.

“My name is Jason, and since I have no choice, I surrender.

“Oh and there only one other you should know about, and he’s right behind me.”

Jason saw a tall, tanned man, standing behind Rigel. He was built like a tank and had curly black hair. He had mustache and beard, Along with brown eyes.

This man shoved Rigel out-of-the-way and introduced himself as Argonaut.

Rigel spoke, “He’s my first mate and like a son to me.”

He smiled and patted Argonaut on his back.

It got quiet, and Jason was sweating not knowing what they plan to do with him. Rigel stopped smiling and composed himself. He spoke again,

“Since your surrendering we won’t need for bloodshed, But just in case we will handcuff you.”

His lackeys cuff Jason.

Rigel ordered his men to check out the ship.

Rigel kept Jason near him for questioning.

“Argo, go with the others and see if you can find treasure. I’ll take Jason with me to the bridge.”

They started walking, and cargo agreed and left. They head from the docks to the bridge.

Rigel asked a question,

“What the hell is this ship carrying?”

Jason sighed. “It took a crystal that infused with dark matter,”

“WHAT??” Rigel seems shocked.

“You heard me, Rigel.”

“why hasn’t anything bad happened?”

“we contained the best we could but for some reason it seems like a blur to me, but I’m the only one left from an attack that was-I don’t even want to believe that it happened…”

“Well, Jason, dark matter is not funny business.”

“It’s not what you think .”

They were still walking down the hall.

Rigel had an intercom on his attire.

A minute later it blew up with noise. “Captain Rigel, There’s Skeletons on this vessel, There everywhere.”

Rigel pressed on the intercom and spoke: “Is there any survivors?”

Jason spoke, “Just me, Rigel.”

The intercom blasted out again, “NOT even a soul…. my god what has happened to this ship.”

“Your worse nightmare, ” Jason said.

“Jason, What happened, what happened here.”

“Hell happened here, and I was witness to the madness.”

Again Rigel tapped his intercom and spoke,

“Clear out the skeletons and do the best your can cleaning up.”

They continued to walk in what seem like mutual silence.

“Why are you the only survivor? Jason?” Rigel asked.

“I have no idea, Rigel. It happened so fast it was like crashing into a brick wall.”

“I have noticed that this ship is old, how come you’re not affected by this?” Rigel asked

“something kept me alive for one hundred years.”

“Where is the science, the facts, the realism?”

“Rigel, I wondered that myself. it is all madness.”

They continued to talk as they walked to the bridge. Every now and again Rigel would look at the blood stains.

This whole place stained, with blood and horror.

Rigel was brave and he carried on any other pirate would have run away. But he knew the value of this ship and that

he need this ship for his fleet. He felt confident.

“I have a question for you Rigel.”

“yes?” Rigel responded.

“Why haven’t you run screaming bloody murder.”

“Jason, I need this ship.”

“What for Rigel?”

“We could use that crystal.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Rigel.”

When they finally came, the bridge they found that crystal was waiting for them with a smile on her face.

“Welcome, Captain Rigel,” Crystal said.

“Who is this?” Rigel asked while checking her out.

“This is my ship’s avatar, Crystal.”

“Shes beautiful for a hologram.”

“Yeah, but she’s just a hologram, nothing more.”

crystal smiled turn into a frown.

“Jason! my sensor is picking up an unknown ship coming out of warp.”

“On screen,” Jason said.

IT was a half torn up, the ship, and it was easing blackness like blood. Half of the ship was missing, and The Darkness was coming out of the ship and heading right towards the Crystallic. It was visible to everyone the bridge and essential it got silent again. Then the lights went out, and the power disappeared.

“OH dear god, We have to get out of here, Rigel. It BACK!” Jason said.

The intercom came on, and Rigel heard his fellow pirate screaming for mercy. Rigel’s heart sunk and he almost stopped breathing when he heard argonauts voice screaming out for him.

He started to run to save someone, anyone, and he didn’t want this to happen.

The screen came on, and this hideous half is oozing black skull appeared on the screen, made of human bone and what seem like black oil covered all around it. It had eyes there were plucked from a man and placed in the holes of the skull. Its body was deformed bones but covered in oily black flesh.

The door shut before Rigel could get into the next room. In frustration, he fell to his knees and slammed the door with his fist.

“NO, no, We play.” The monster said.

There was thunderous laughter and cracking of flesh and bone. Rigel sudden saw all of the horror transferred into his mind.

He screamed “TAKE ME; YOU WICKED FOUL BEAST! NOT MY SON. WHY GOD?”

“…Not my crew.”

Rigel Started crying. He kept pounding his fist on the door.

“Why God? WHY?”

“Fun…” The creature said

“No hope,” it said.

Rigel continued to cry and curse the universe. It grows silent, and the screaming eventually stopped, and all the world was silent once again and there was only the sound of the ship and an echo in space.

 

Echo….

 

Preservation of Dragons – Chapter two

              Chapter Two: Buck Wild

 

 

“So jay What are you going to name those two dragons?” Jill asked

It had been a week since buck risen from the grave. Jay’s parents didn’t even bother to bury him; Nevertheless, Jay was happy to see him. Buck now looked young, and he felt great. He was able to adapt his grandson. Jay’s parent somehow was jailed in a trolls dungeon forced to live there and trap by some spell.

They were sitting in the kitchen watching the Gnumes create food and clean and even dance. They were known to be very talented singers and musician. Since buck looked young and healthy again, he was eating all the bacon and fried food he could put his hands on, it was morning and the day had just begun. Jay was eating homefries and bacon and gravy with an ice cream sundae.

Jill asked again, “kiddo, What are you going to name those dragons?”

“The blue one name Comet and the red one…” he thought about it for a minute or two and came up with;

“Voe!

Jill said “these names are great for those rascals you have now,”

Buck spoke, “I want you to have them, boy, because in our family we are the guardians of dragons, those two are the first in hundreds of future ones, boy. You are now a Dragon farmer, Son.”

Buck was eating and filling his face full of meats and carbs. In this kitchen, there were substantial stone windows with no stained glass. There was a morning breeze, and jay started shivering.

“use to heating? aren’t you boy?!” his grandpa said to him.

“Buck….” Jill looked at the buck and kicked him.

Buck spoke, “boy, you know I love you right?”:

“I love you too Paw-Paw,” Jay said.

Both Jill and buck held hands. “I have something to tell you, boy; Jill is your grandma,”

“How so?” Jay asked.

“Well son, I’ve known each either for years, the whole death thing was a rouse. The coin I gave you came from our family, and it protects us as long as we kept it. When I married Jill, she gained the protection of the coin. For hundreds of year we were happily married,” Buck said while smiling at Jill. She snorted.

“So why didn’t you use the coin to bring all this?”

“we couldn’t before the coin creator died he left a mark on the coin showing every generation after Azger apprentice. There were at least five marks and the coin extend each generation lives. There is a long history behind that coin, son.”

Jill looked at jay, “Your the last generation and that means only you could bring back the magic and not only that Azger also saved the dragons this dragon exhale magic and increase the potency of magic in the air.”

“Boy, we have Azure book, and he said that you are in charge of dragons. Azger legacy was in this book. I have it under my bed. Boy, we now have a working dragon pen and tons of land. Boy, you will be the one taking care of those dragons their yours and yours only.”

They carried on talking for another ten minutes and then they got done eating. They gave Jay a mission. This mission was to gather up the dragons and put them in their pens. Jay thought it was easy. It wasn’t. These rascals were full of energy and weighed a ton. It took him a while before they would cooperate by then the whole room was a mess, and the dragons had torn it to shreds. When he finally got into the pens. Jay was exhausted.

It was nightfall it had taken him all day to get the dragons in the pens. As he turned away, he heard a voice sounded like it was right behind him.

“Da-Da, me hungry,” comet said telepathically

Veo also said, “me too, me too,”

Jay walked back, and comet had an eager look on her face. For a dragon, she was very much full of personality. Veo was keen too.

“What the hell do dragons eat?”

A strange voice came out of nowhere

“Meat.”

Jay turns around toward the voice. He saw a man dressed in blue robes and black hair. Jay had a handbag, and Jay looked a lot like a sage. He had a wooden staff which had cravings of the white dragon on the top of it. The dragon on top of his team had red rubies on it. He was a staff that was full of Celtic and Mayan designs and even Norse myth.

Jay was scared he jumped back.

“Jays, don’t be afraid. It’s me Azger,”

“Where have you been? and why can’t you bring magic back?”

“I had to save it which took my life, and I have come back because of you, Apprentice,” Azger said.

“How can you come back from the dead?”

“Come here boy, and I’ll show you,”

Jay didn’t move.

Anger walked closer and closer.

“I won’t bite lad,”

He started walking faster. When he felt like he was close enough, he pulled out a knife and tried to stab jay. Jay was quick and agile and dodge it. He ran to the other part of the barn.

“You’re not Azger!!!”

“awe poor child Azger is never coming back,”

He went running toward Jay, and Jay stopped this stranger from stabbing him. Jay kicked this stranger off him.

There was a sudden but familiar voice, “Who do you think you are?!” Jay looked in the direction of the familiar sound.

It was Jill. The stranger looked at jill.

His eyes turned into bloodlust. “Why isn’t it, Jill Nebula? My, my, you have gotten old,”

“That’s enough of you, impostor! EAT THIS!!!” she cast the spell through the air and into the stranger’s heart.

“I will be with her….” the stranger said with his last breath.

This stranger turns into a blonde man with leather wear. The robes decayed, and he left with just his padded leather armor and a bow in his hand. Jill walked up to this corpse. She closes his eyes in respect. She looked on his neck there was the symbol of a red bow an arrow which was no bigger than her pinky.

“The scarlet arrow!!!” Jill said, taken back.’

“BUCK!!! GET over here now!!!”

“Why?!!” buck asked.

“BECAUSE WE HAVE AN ARROW THROUGH OUR DEFENSES!!”

Buck came running out. He looked at the corpse.

“oh for crying out loud! A Godless scarlet arrow!” buck said

he got all flustered and said “How the hell did they know about this? Even then, I thought they were wiped out?”

“I guess not,” Jill said.

“he was doing magic too, buck…”

“WHAT??!!!”

“Yes, he came as Azure!”

“This is bad… boy they want you dead and to kill your dragon. Their using magic….”

“Why should it matter paw?” Jay asked.

“The scarlet arrow nearly wipe out all dragons and elves and magical being out there. When it came down to it, the scarlet arrow eventually wiped out themselves.” Buck said.

Jill interrupted, “Little is to know about the disappearance of magic. It seems to have faded but thanks to anger he saved what was left; However, this whole scarlet arrow is strange and very unusual. We will have to call on the goblins, err. I mean the night agents for intelligence on the scarlet arrow.”

“Buck!” Jill said.

“What?”

“Go get the summon card…”

Buck ran in and grabbed the card and came back out. She threw the card on threw ground. She threw some magic powder on it, and it started smoking soon an image of a goblin that dressed as spy came into focus. Jill crossed her arms.

“Ah, I see its Zad,” Jill said

“Oh and isn’t Lady nebula?” Zad said.

“how was your slumber? ZAD?!” jill asked.

“very wondrous. What did you want my Lady?”

“I would like some Intel on the scarlet arrow! im willing to pay for your services three gold bags!” Jill said.

“WELL! I’d take it. Since we just woke up and all it might take a while,” Zad said.

“Its a deal there Zad,” Jill said as she waved her hand and made the image disappear in the wind. The card burst into flames and turn into ash.

“That takes care of that!” Jill said.

Jay was still in shock, but he got the courage to ask his grandma. “Why are you called Lady Nebula? grandma?”

“Jay I was a queen who was once called lady Nebula before I meet buck. I lived during the age of magic, and in time I found myself without it. I was human, but I found that Azger had saved the magic, so I followed and stalked every descent of his apprentice until I fell in love with the buck. I am alive because of an old potion I stashed when I was young it kept me alive than when I married buck I gained the benefit of the coin. The potion was almost out by the time to buck come’s around,” Jill said.

“All the creatures of the past knew me as Lady Nebula,”

“There no more time to talk, Jay we need you to understand that all is going to make sense in good time,” Jill said.

Jay’s hand was shaking. Jill hugged him, “its okay, honey. We all have to face something like that someday,” Jill said.

“Now Jay go get some meat and feed those poor baby dragons, ask your friend Lonny about the meat,” Jill said.

Jay went inside and sat at the kitchen table breathing heavy and shaking, hardly knowing what to say.

Gnume walked right up to him.

“You okay jay?” The Gnume asked

He didn’t respond.

“Jay, I have some magic that will help the shock,” This Gnume said.

he pulled out a piece of candy. “Here jay eats this,” Gnume said.

Jay had trouble coordinating a chew. He never had an experience as he had. Soon after the Gnume made him chew and swallow. He felt normal again. He took a breath of relief. After a few moments, Jay found Lonny and asked if there was any meat.

“Jay, of course, there is… ill get it for you!” he said smiling. He ran to the cellar and brought up the Giant human size steaks. Jay took the steaks and carried them lovely to the dragons.

“Here ill help you jay… ” Jill said.

She helps lift the steak over the rail and into the pen. Comet started wagging her tail and jumped on top of the steak like a lion. Voe was more of a petite eater he nips and chews and played with the steak.

“They sure are a handful aren’t they?” Jill said laughing a bit.

“You can say that twice!” Jay said.

“Jay, they are your babies. They will always love you as long as you give them unconditioned love. They bond with you, and they will love you back. They will always have your back and watch over you,”

“Yea, grandma but these steaks are a pain to carry!” Jay said.

“The whole meat thing changes as they grow up.  The Dragons need it now for protein. These two dragons had teeth when they came out of the coin. They will grow out of it though; it depends on what you feed them. If you want we could at one point feed them hay or grass.”

“Something, grandma Jill,” Jay said.

She smiled at Jay. She knew Jay was Young and this was a lot to process.

“Jay you will never regret this day,”

“Well,  this is unreal, Pet dragons?”

They were watching the dragon eat. Comet ate like a pig and fell asleep. Voe walked around and around until he got comfortable and curled up and fell asleep.

Jill smiled again, “a fed dragon is a happy dragon,”

“What now grandma Jill?”

“Well, since their asleep… you can come with me,” Jill said.

They both walked up to buck and buck was taking care of the body.

“Buck!”

Buck got up and looked at jill.

“What now??!” Buck asked.

“We need a guardian, have the games take care of the body get the incense and frankincense and some magic dust we need to summon a real guardian aspect,”

“Now why I didn’t think of that, Jill?!!” Buck said.

“Do it! hun!” Jill said.

“Okay! Okay! I’m on it!” Buck said running to Lonny who was in charge of the Gnumes. He told Lonny to get the body. Buck ran around the one level castle and found all the items and came back out. Jay, buck, and Jill walked into the courtyard. They made the spot for the frankincense and magic dust and funny smelling incense.

Jill spoke, “Almost forgot, buck get the blood of that scarlet arrow.”

Buck was too tired to do it himself, so he told Lonny what-to-do. Lonny went to the vial. He picked it up and cut the skin of the scarlet arrow. He took at least the whole bottle with blood. Lonny handed the bottle to Jill. Jill made it and poured in over the dust in a circle. Then she spoke.

“There will be a light among the darken death,” Jill said.

She waved her arms, and the blood started to reproduce and expand into flesh. The magic dust began flowing through the air after a shape took form. It started turning into a human being, and the magic dust went into his body. It was a man full frontal and stronger than Hercules.

“From the darkness, I am the light,” The Guardian said with a charismatic male voice. His eyes looked at Jill. He knelt before Jill

“My Lady Nebula,” He said.

Jill stood up and then said, “What is your name, Guardian?”

“Voter,” Voter said.

“How about we called you James Ryder,” Jill said.

“I’m sorry to question you Lady Nebula, but why the name?”

“Vos, it’s so no one can find out about you so your name will be James and you will be protecting this estate,” Jill said.

“Yes, my lady,” James said.

“And since you can take any form… Go and turn into then biggest dragon ever and keep patrol on top. if there is anyone who looks like there from a scarlet arrow, kill him,” Jill said.

“yes my lady,” He changed into a giant dragon and perched on top the entrance to this now big one level castle. He was huge and blended into the night he looked like a giant fire breathing lizard.

“Now can I go to sleep?” Buck asked.

“Of course, hun! and you too jay!” Jill said.

They all went to bed and rested.

The guardian aspect kept the estate safe and the next few years went smoothly. The dragon started growing. Jay was taught about the magic while Grandma Jill learns more and more about the scarlet arrow cult. She even bought a few mercenaries to counter-attack. It worked. It kept the scarlet arrow at bay.

For years they prosper until,

One day there would be a knock at the front door, little did they know who it was.

End of chapter two

 

 

Children of Thorn – Chapter One

Chapter One: Aeons

Years ago ancient Creatures and men and elves were rampant around the globe. The sad part is that they were being hunted by man, for their magic and their items, even their so-called gods turned against them. At every turn, they were hated. They soon were dying out, and people stopped believing in ancient magic and ancient races.

But! But! The last wizard creates a door that can only be open by a chosen one once this portal opened anyone could pass through it. If to many people knew about it a wizard on the other side will close it permanently. Not all were destroyed, but they all escaped to another world.

To the portals luck, the chosen one lived nearby. His name was Philip Banks, and his friend was  Joe Caliber. They were the age of ten, and they read all the books on magical stories. They were fantasy buff. They both dream of saving girls and killing dragons.

There other Cindy and Kathrine were also fantasy buff. They dream day and night of magical place and magical realms.

They live in Colorado, and it was may of 2014. They were all four of them playing in the backyard, and then they headed to the park. To Philips surprise, he saw an Archway, which made of stone. It was a very shiny archway it had jewels and ruby and diamond etch into hits stone.

He ran up and touch the stone arch, and it opened something pulled him in. His friends went to the entrance and saw the portal open.

“What the?” Joe asked.

Then one of them ran in.

Joe felt a push into the portal, and they all fell into this portal.

 

End of chapter one

 

Dream Flow-Chapter one

Chapter One: Topaz of Legend

What if your dreams took you places? What if it takes you to the beach or a beautiful lake?

Would you want to? could you?  What would you do?…

“Jim! Jim! Play with us!” Jim was a child of twelve. It was summertime in New Orleans. He was at the park with

his buddy’s. He got up and played in what seemed like a local park. Jim Colt was a child of imagination. He would

image anything.

“Yeah I’m coming, guys…”

He got up and from laying in the grass and looking into the sky. He walked up to his friends.

“What were you doing over there Jim?” His buddy asked.

“Nothing just thinking about the world,” he said

“You’re weird…” his friend said

“Whatever Kurt!” Jim said.

“Don’t whatever me. Ever since I could remember you’ve been having your head in the clouds.”

His buddy was a chubby short-haired freckle boy. He had the appearance of a bully.

Jim, on the other hand, was a skinny and short with blonde hair and some beat up jeans. He had hazel

eyes. He was short but had a good heart.

“So what?” Jim asked.

“Your brain might explode there if you think too much.”

“Let us just play alright!” He said. He had some beats around his neck. His buddy’s name was Kurt Hasfal.

“Alright the name of the game is four square… remember server can’t serve himself out.”

his other friends said one thing it was: “Awe.”

Jim lives with his mom and dad. They always fought all the time; he wished he could not listen to them, but he hears

everything even the curse words. He just wants them to stop; sometimes he wants to escape.

Jim last name was Colt.

Jim Colt lived south part of New Orleans. His house was filthy and beat up. His mom worked as a waitress for a dinner. His dad was a taxi driver.  They were renting the house they lived. Jim and his parents were miserable but

they were stuck.

Jim got done playing four square, and he had to go home. So he said goodbye to his friends and headed back. He rode

home while the sun was going down.

That was when he saw his crush walking down the street. She had a cute nose and a beautiful smile that brighten up his

days. She had long blonde hair. She was a typically sized teen. She was holding her books and was wearing appropriate

clothing. To him, she was a classy girl. She smiled at him.

He almost crashed as she also waved. He waved back.

There was no time to talk he had to head home. His mom would get made if he didn’t do so.

He came up to his house after the long bike ride and saw his mom’s car there but he gas on time for once.

He got inside, and she was making dinner already, but that didn’t stop her from asking question like;

“where have you been? have you done your homework?”

He answered appropriately. She believed him.

She spoke to him, “Jim your allowance is due tomorrow.”

“Yes!” Jim said excitedly.

“I’m going to let you go to the strip mall downtown by yourself. I’ll be at work, so I’d expect you to get some milk for me.”

“Okay, mom…”

They got settled in, and eventually, dinner made it. Jim Was listening to his Ipod on his beats headphones to past

time. When time past. The food was ready. He turns off his iPod and took a plate and ate watching T.V. Not soon after

his father came home drunk

and angry. He even slammed the door as hard as he could.

Jim never understood why his dad was so angry or why his parent fought, but as soon as that happened, he ran to his

room upstairs.They yelled and screamed all day and dishes are crashing and his father hitting his mother. After an evening

of this, it stopped. Jim was wearing headphone to block out the violence that was occurring downstairs. After all that

commotion he went to sleep. It had gotten late into the night. He fell asleep wishing almost praying for an escape from

this madness. He woke up the next day in the afternoon. There was no school, so he did as his mom said. She had put

his allowance on his nightstand next to his bed. He grabbed the money and then presume for a ride to the park.

He sat down on the grass and just enjoyed the scenery. It was a beautiful day. There were many kids around playing on

playgrounds and bird were singing, and there was not a cloud in the sky. He was sitting next to the trees and the picnic

area.

After thirty minutes of listening to the birds singing and breathing in fresh air. He heard a voice come out of nowhere.

“Hi Jimmy!” it sounded like a girl’s voice. He jumped and looked over it was his crush the girl he liked.

He gulped.

“Can I sit here, Jimmy?” she asked

“Uh, Sure…”

He got nervous his palms got sweaty. He felt butterflies in his stomach. She sat down.

“Such a beautiful day isn’t it?” she asked.

“Not as beautiful as you.” he thought.

“So Jim, do you like me?”

he said nothing.

She looked in closer and said, “Do you want to kiss me?”

He said nothing.

“I knew you had no guts.”

She got up and left.

Jim had locked up when he saw her and couldn’t speak.

He almost fainted. He was so angry with himself. The school bully had seen him sitting next to her, and she was very

popular. It infuriated the bully. His name was Rex Livingston.

When Jim got up from the ground, there was Rex on his face ready to pound it.

“You been talking to my girl?” Did Rex ask?

“Ummm um, no…..” he said in a scared tone.

“Oh? that wasn’t her sitting next to you?… punk?” Rex asked

“Okay she talked to me, I didn’t even talk back.”

Rex was a very tall for his age and had some muscle in his body. He had shorts on and a button down shirt on which had flames. He pokes him with his finger.

“Don’t even go around her, Jim-bo,” Rex said

“Shes mine…” Rex said

Rex grabbed him by his shirt and said

“Understand?”

“Okay, okay she’s yours! I know” Jim said.

He put Jim down. Jim took a hard swallow. Jim outnumbered Rex, and his posse was backing him up.

“You better, and since I feel so generous I’ll leave you off with a warning,” Rex said.

Rex started walking back but then he turned around and raised his fist while saying.

“On second thought!”

Bam!  Jimmy got a huge black eye. He fell in the count and for a couple of minutes. When he awoke, he found that his bike was still there.

“That rotten doofus Rex, if only I could defend myself,” he said

He got up and started mounting his bike, and Rex wasn’t in sight. He felt relief but then he remembered the milk.

He rode his bike away from the park and into a grocery store. He had a basket on his bike, and so he bought the milk.

When he started heading home, he found a shop. That said “Mystical Hand.” He had a strong feeling to check out this

store even though it was getting dark. He walked into the warehouse, and this Grey old man was dusting the place. It was full

of oddities and cool stuff. The old man greeted him.

“Ah welcome, welcome!” The gray old man said.

“I have been expecting your arrival.” The gray old man said.

“You have?” Jim asked.

“And I have just the thing for you, Jim.” The gray old said

“What how do you know me?” Jim asked

“I know everything….”The gray old man said

“How can you know everything? that impossible.” Jim said.

“There is more to this world then your understanding.”

“Now, I know why you have come.”

This old man is looking like a wizard of some time.

“You do?” Jim asked.

“and its right behind your ear…”

he put his hand on Jim’s ear and pulled out a Topaz.

“This is what you been needing.” The gray man said.

“A crappy gemstone?”

“Not just any gemstone, my boy. It’s a magic gem it can take you anywhere you dream of.” The gray Main said.

“All you have to do is to hold it in your hand think of a place or dream of one then rub your thumb twice over the

stone, and you will go wherever you dream of.” The gray man said.

“Is that the truth?” Jim asked

“Here take it and at least try it, you can have it for free. if anything it would be a lovely gift to any girl….or perhaps the mother.”

He took the Topaz willing and looked closely at it. It was blue and shiny. It was round, but it catches the eye. He looked

up and the shop was empty, and no gray-haired man was in there.

He didn’t know what to do so he put the topaz back in his pocket and went home with the milk. When he came back

The fighting had begun. He ran to his room and sat on his bed. He heard dishing being broken and yelling and

cursing.

There was nothing he could do to stop it, and so the temptation of the topaz became unbearable.

“What the hell? why not try it?” He thought.

He grabbed it out of his pocket and thought of a beautiful island in the middle of nowhere. He rubbed the topaz twice, and he vanished.

End of Chapter 1

By Devon Parsons

Echo – Chapter Three

Chapter Three: I Drank What?

Jason life came to crash. If only he could have done something about it, if only Jason could have seen it coming but no, he could not predict the future. It’s quiet now after the fluid violence had overcome Jason’s ears. Rigel crushed under the weight of the world. He sat there devastated.

Crystal was able to regain control of the ship and she turned the lights on by her connection to the ship. . Rigel ran to Argonaut and held Argonaut in his arms, but his body was cold and dead. It was apparent to him that even though he tried to love him as his son no amount of love could bring Argonaut back from the dead. Nothing ever felt so horrible as to what he experienced.

The ship had left as soon as the silence seeped in. It was strange and unusually that they never touch Rigel, but Rigel wished he could have taken Argos place. Raged filled Rigel. It consumed his heart. He threw his fist against the ground and felt the pain of grief and loss.

“I’m sorry,” Jason said.

He got up, and he untied me without saying a thing. It was clear he was angry. He started walking towards the docking bay. Jason yelled at him,

“Where are you going?”

Rigel responded, “To kill the beast.”

Crystal allowed him to return to the ship. The only thing on Rigel mind was shooting whatever killed Argonaut. He left angry and grieving.

When he left me, Jason was stuck on the ship in complete silence. All I can hear is the ship. I walked to my quarters and sat on my bed in silence. My head is starting running with thought,

“Why me?” I thought.

“Why does this thing not kill me?” I thought and wondered. He went into deep thought and an hour passed. He took a deep breath and sighed. He closed his eyes and listened He started hearing that voice of the darkness.

“Jason. Jason. Tick, tack, Time to tune your clock.”

Jason shook his and screamed, “No!”

He opened his eyes, and there was nothing just the humming of the ship. He was breathing heavy, and eventually, he slowed down again. He felt himself relax, and then he closed his eyes again. He was laying against the wall of his room on his bed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Someone familiar which freaked him out.

He screamed and jumped, “YOUR DEAD!” he said.

“Do I look dead?” Marvin said.

“Why, Yes you do!”

“Humph, I may be dead, but I’m standing right in front of you.”

Jason gulped and then he said, “Why are you here? Aren’t you suppose to stay dead?”

Marvin smiled, “I’m here to help you, Jason. Laying in your room by yourself is not going to solve the problem.”

Jason responded with,  “What will then?”

“Finding the answer and it is in the stars, across the galaxy, through the other worlds. Staying here does nothing.”

Jason then spoke, “I must be hallucinating, there no way in having a conversation with the dead.”

“Oh but you are, my dear cousin,” Marvin said.

Jason pinched himself and Marvin were still there even though he closed his eyes

Marvin spoke again, “you see that this darkness or thing or beast even, is destroying all of the humanity. Feeding off souls of the living and leaving a scar in the universe.”

Jason looked at him, “Okay, so I am hallucinating?”

“No. You see the real thing; I am dead, and you see a ghost. Come on, a giant killer monster came and killed all your crew. What else do you need for proof?”

“That thing would be impossible to kill and yet you’re here telling me we should venture across the universe searching for a way to defeat this godlike creature?”

“Why else would I be here? …Jason.”

“Okay, What do you suppose we do?”

“I don’t know, Jason, but there has to be an answer to this dilemma.”

“Okay, that gets us nowhere…”

“What do You think we should do then, Jason?”

“Study the crystal…”

“Very well,” Marvin said, and when he did, he disappeared.

Jason waved his hand in the area where Marvin was and said “Hello?”

“GET GOING! We don’t have time!”

He got up and walked out saying “I’m not staying here.” He was freaked out by Marvin and didn’t want to remain in that general area. To him, it was too spooky, and he felt like he needed to get out.

He headed to the bridge went through the hourglass, and he sat in the captain’s chair. Crystal chimed in.

“What are you doing, Mr. J?”  She asked

“Nothing….”

she imitated a sigh, but there was no breathing coming out of this hologram then she spoke, “Jason, Don’t you want to get revenge?”

“Weren’t you there, CRYSTAL?!Didn’t you see it rip my arm off?”

“I did and see you moping about and still if we can do something about it then we can say we tried or if we succeeded we could save millions of lives.”

“Se you heard everything then?”

“I even saw Marvin,” she said.

“So it wasn’t my imagination,” he said.

“What else could it have been, Jason?”

“Okay, but what am I going to do? I can’t go anywhere.”

Crystal gave him a look of “your kidding right” and spoke,

“Yeah? Well, I found some spectral traces of our crystal on that ship using my long range sensors. The robots were able to fix my sensors.”

“I research and found that the crystal, first discovered in the Cygnus system, I bet if we go there Jason, we will find some more clues to its origin, and if you studied the crystal a little more, I think we would be on to something.”

“Then as your captain Crystal, I command you to set course for Kepler-32!”

Crystal saluted and spoke, “Aye captain.”

Jason sat in the captain chair after he changed into something that was more to his liking. He sat again in silence as the ship stayed in warp drive. He could hear the low hum of the ship and the beep and beep of the equipment. A minute went by and then it went to 30 minutes before he hears a familiar voice.

“well cousin, it’s good to see you up and about,”

It was Marvin.

Jason felt a cold. The quite was cold that only ghost could bring.

Jason shivered a little.

“Marvin?!”

“Yes,  Jason. the infamous most excellent, dead, cousin of the year,” Marvin said.

“Yeah, and I sit here as the worst captain ever,” Jason said.

“Don’t say that Jason… Things could be worse,” Marvin said.

Crystal chimed in; Her hologram showed up.

“Who are you talking to Mr. J?”

“Myself…” Jason responded.

“Oh really?” Crystal asked.

“Are you sure you’re not talking to Marvin?” she asked.

“Yes, of course, I’m talking to him.”

Then he heard a quiet whisper in his ear.

“Hello,” It was a girl’s voice, and it was soothing and soft. It was like soft rain in the wind. It was as if her cold lips kissed his ear.

He jumped. He looked at this girl. She was a redhead in a red dress with luscious red lips, and she was fluttering her eyes at Jason. She had the sex appeal of a goddess. She was very curvy and built like a brick.

“Captain Jay, don’t recognize me?” She said.

“No, I don’t…”

She shook her hair and wink at him.

“I’m Dr. Claudia, Don’t you remember?”

Jason gulp and Marvin spoke.

“So I’m not the only ghost here, I see.”

Crystal spoke,

“indeed. Dr. Claudia.”

“Crystal its good to see you again,”    Claudia said.

“Yes it is, Miss Claudia and I’m sorry for your death.”

“Its okay, I feel liberated, death has set me free.”

“And some…” Marvin said.

Jason looked over at Marvin then said, “why are you guys still here at all? Shouldn’t you guys be in the proverbial heaven or hell?”

“real question…” Marvin said.

Marvin sighed,  “I’m afraid I have no answer to that my dear cousin.”

Dr. Claudia stood and spoke;

“I’m afraid none we know what’s going on and to the regards of science its complete madness.”

“This is my world now, talking to the dead…” Jason said

“Well, Jason. We are exploring territory that is unknown to anyone,” Claudia said.

“Claudia there no way that this could be happening and besides the Federation of the earth will find me and they’ll fix this all,” Jason said.

Marvin spoke:

“It’s been one hundred years and no federation or faction exist anymore, and I guess that. Common sense would tell you the universe is in shambles.”

“How do you know? cousin? They could have survived,” Jason said.

Claudia spoke;

“we can test this hypothesis with us “Ghost” by sending ourselves across the universe and looking for answers.”

Marvin gave her a strange look, “Is that even possible? Aren’t we stuck where we died?”

“Doesn’t hurt to try,” She said.

“Then I suggest you leave better me alone while I’ll get a brain scan and see a psychiatrist.”

Claudia laughed and said, “like you need one?”

They both disappeared, and it left with Crystal and Jason.

Jason leaned back and looked at the roof of the ship. A couple of hours pass.

Then a strange but familiar voice came too.

“So Captain, do you think death fits me?”

Jason jumped and almost fell off the captain’s chair. He looks to his right next to the consoles.

“What?” Jason splurged out.

“Don’t be alarm it’s just the good old pirate Argonaut.”

“YOUR a GHOST now??”

“No, I’m a Sailor on the virgin seas…! Of course, I’m a GHOST!”

Jason gulped, and it felt like rocks going down his throat.

“Guess I’m a death magnet,” he said in complete bothersome.

He sighed. Argonaut looked. Exactly. Like he did before he died.

Jason spoke, “Why in the heck would there be an existence of ghost, err I don’t even know.”

“I’m talking to you, Jason,” Argo said

“I know, I know, but I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it.”

“Don’t lean on your own understand, Jason just trust the universe.”

Crystal spoke with them on the intercom. We have to reach keplar-32 system.

They all three saw a big black rock that was as vast as a planet, in fact, it was.

“What in the name of the universe is that?” Argo asked.

“The origins of the crystal,” Jason said.

Jason got up and started walking out saying “Prepare to dock bay three I’m getting on the shuttle.”

Crystal complied. Jason walked down the docking back through he hourglass and onto the elevator where Argo was waiting for him.

“So…” Argo said.

“You’re going on the big piece of black rock?”

“Yes and nothing you say is going to stop me.”

“Well, Jason…”Argo said.

Jason stopped and said, “What?!”

Argo responded with “Nothing  just wanted to wish you good luck… you’ll be needing it.”

By the time Jason got to the shuttle Argo had disappeared. Jason got on the shuttle and landed on top of this dark black planet. The funny part was it had an atmosphere and when he landed it look bright and vibrant. It was sunny and had a wild life. He was amazed at the beauty of all that was around him the colors were astounding.  He was able to take his suit off and was a surprise that it had a gravitational pull which was equal to that of earth.

To Jason’s surprise, he found that the ground, made of metal.

“What the hell?” He said

he bent over and saw the metal moved. A planet that was lifelike, except it was all artificial.

It spoke

“please identify yourself, place a hand on the ground.”

Jason gulp and thought “what is this place?” He was overwhelmed by curiosity, and so he did it.

This planet scanned his hand, and it spoke.

“Humanoid… You are clear to enter into The Hallow.”

A stairway was formed right in front of Jason.

“This is nanobot technology,” he said.

“This whole planet is a giant nanobot,” he said.

“Amazing….” He said.

He started walking down the stairs. And the whole Stair moved and opened up to a room where a weird alien projection showed.

Now this alien was a green humanoid which had slanted eyes and soft humanlike skin. It was the intelligent being, but it was a hologram. It had robes on, and they were gray and covered most of his chest and body. It was a military looking clothing. The head was in a shape of a snake, but it had no scales. It didn’t have any meat-eating teeth it was all for greens and veggies.

It spoke;

“Welcome to the Hallow….”

Jason, taken back by the fact that it knew his language.

Jason spoke,

“How? The hell?”

“This is the hollow and all humanoid are welcome here. Now why have you come Humanoid?”

“For knowledge,” Jason said.

It spoke again but was a bit off topic, “Scan initiated…”

after three seconds the scan was done

“Found data on humanoid, Jason, Captain of the crystallic.”

The green like alien smiled at him and said.

“Welcome Captain Jason, you can ask anything you want.”

“To start how do you know me?”

“One hundred years ago, a humanoid much like you interfaced with the Hallows mind and now we are aware everyone from your records.”

“I have one for you, Jason.”

“How are you still alive?”

“…humans are not capable of living that long, Its been one hundred years.”

“I don’t Know, who are you and what species are you?”

The hologram responded “I am Kellinaut from another world where humans don’t exist. And my species is called Ancestors. It given to us by the life-bringer, who in turn created all of our worlds.”

Jason looked at this hologram and asked

“What should I call your world?”

“if you must know, Jason. it is called Ashen.”

About that time Jason saw his lizard like tongue.

“Why is this planet here?” Jason asked.

“Years have gone since the creation of this planet; our race made this so that other race would learn from our mistakes.”

“But we didn’t do we? YOUR race planted a bomb, an artifact here for another race to find.”

“No. a Flaw in The Hallows programming allowed a user to hack in and gained access to the object. We tried to warn them, your race, but they insisted on doing this.”

“That is how we, The Ancestors, died out, but we preserved our knowledge in the Hallow, hoping and waiting for someone to find us, so our memory goes on.”

“So, confirm my suspicions, the artifact, its the crystal infused with dark matter, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but that’s just the coating. It was supposed powerful energy that inspired sentient beings with powerful rays that cause people to become weapons and wield incredible power. It had many purposes its power most of our ships and could send that power though the fabric of space as a signal.”

“That sounds amazing… I must ask, though, what went wrong?”

“It tore a rift through dimensions and unless an evil that we ancestors could not fight. One by one we were killed…”

“Is there a way to stop whatever Pandora’s box we opened.”

“There is a way; one last ancestor came up with a weapon that would destroy the wretched monster,

The Gullateen, that’s what we called it the Gullateen, this Ancestor put his very being into this weapon.”

Jason Jumped.

“Where can we find it?”

“The location was never put in the Hallows data banks, thought rumors of it suggest its across the galaxy or in another universe altogether. The ancestor that created it died to keep[ it a secret and it was never fully finished, but from what iIhave read and heard from other sentient beings it just needs s press of a button.”

“great, we got a weapon but nowhere to find it.”

“Kel, Can you, at least, give me a clue.”

Kel looked at him and said, “Let me guess your ship is nearby?”

“Yes,” Jason said slightly nodding.

kell smiled and said, “I will link up to your ship and give crystal all the data she needs.”

“Very well,” Jason said.

Echo….

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Children of Thorn- Chapter Two

 Chapter Two: What Dreams May Be?!

What Philip and his friends saw was an incredible world where there were creatures like unicorns and Pegasus along with giants that were five hundred feet tall. These giants were friendly and talked.

They were there, but the portal had disappeared. The thing is, their attention was not on a way back but on a way to stay. It wasn’t long when a wizard in blue robes with a typical long white beard showed up and spoke.

“THE CHILDREN OF THORN!” He seems a little shaken up by the whole idea that they were here.His long beard and wizard that was apparent to the children that he was a wizard.

They all looked at him in amazement.

One of them responded,

“What is this place?”

The wizard took back by the fact that they were listening.

“If you must know little ones, the land, this world is called Severn.”

“You four families has been missing for over 50 years and I know each one of your names. its taken that long to get you back!”

He bowed.

“What do you mean good sir?” Philip asked.

“All promptly! Little ones!”

Philip wore glasses and had short blonde hair. He was short, but that was because he was a kid. Joe was taller and had

brown hair. He was unyielding and had silky smooth hair that parted in the front.

“If it helps then I shall tell you who I am. I am Norn, the storm master,” He said

Joe spoke up, “Hey, Mr. how are we going home?”

“The portal brought you here, and that means you guys are the chosen ones we have been expecting your arrival for years now., and, I’m afraid you’re stuck here, and this is your new home!” He cleared his throat and then said,

Cindy spoke up “I don’t wanna go back this place is magical.”

They all four knew each other from an orphanage. They were playing in someone backyard when the portal opened. They had nothing in the last world.

“very well, Little Cindy, just come this way.”

“Speak for yourself,” Kathrine said.

“Feisty aren’t you Kathrine!”

They started walking even thought they didn’t want to be there, but curiosity overpowered them; they complained a little, but wise storm master knew what-to-do.

He summoned a storm cloud. He walked on top of it.

“Come, little ones. It is safe to walk among  the clouds.”

Philip was a little scared, but Joe jumped right to it.

The other ones took some convincing to get them on this cloud. But they all gather on the cloud.

They flew through the air like eagles. They looked down and saw Forest and wild monster. They saw fairies and elves and gnomes along with a village that was in the trees. in the sky where dragons and fireworks.They saw land and jungle with a village of tree houses. They came close to the destination and started seeing a machine that made from magic. The glow of the city and the diversity of its people.

There was a huge castle that was painted white and had blue shingles. It was like a mountain. Nothing could move it or phase it. It didn’t even sway in the wind. It was beautiful, and both girls were memories by it. They all were awe-stricken.

“Come, Children, to my tower we go!”

They walked into the castle. It was everything they could imagine. It had several tapestries and had been clean and well kept. Suits of armor were everywhere along with weapons that were hung neatly on the walls. Painting of portraits of people who were once great warrior and wizard. Where they walked once were great heroes and in turn,  they left their4 mark.

They walked into the main tower that’s attached to the castle. It was a room that had a throne for a mighty king There was mounted on the wall a massive head of a dragon. It had riches and chest full of gold and artwork. Norn sat on this might throne which made for a king. He then pointed to a tapestry where all four of them were.

“What the?” Philip was in awe at the tapestry.

“No way!”

“Whoa!” The Adam and Eve! We’ve been watching you four ever since you were born.

“We brought you here to serve the King Venal Thorn.”

“Why?” Both boys asked.

Both girls Then Said, “Yeah why?”

he chuckled, “Kids for yeah!”

“You four are sons and daughter four family. Each and every four families was sons and daughter of Four powerful Guardian that created this world. They were benevolent and kind. Each one owned a piece of this world. Every four corners. For Four thousand years they prospered. Soon, they found that the life that came into this world soon became the sentient being and soon the magic that was like thick mist in the air created man…”

He showed them in a spell a vision of the past right before them.

“These family ruled over man, and they prospered. Humankind learned and became blessed with mighty Powers themselves, but that did not cause our epidemic!”

“What did?” Philip asked.

“A darkness came through the portal stealing life and color from the world. It is a dark time. Many fell before the darkness. There was a word that a Powerful half-blooded Guardian and human was the cause of it all. He summons the opposite of life and magic. He summons a dark magic that was a full of death and a dragon that steals the souls of the living.His name was Gossom the death lord and his dragon Razen, The soul stealer.”

“What did the families do?!” Philip asked

“Yeah what did they do?!” Joe asked.

“Yeah!” Kathy said.

Cindy nodded.

“They search far and wide each family sending a representative to hunt for a solution. What they found was a scroll with the highest concentration of life and magic. They couldn’t move the scroll, but they could write on the scroll their families name and their name. So then Turn them into powerful mages, warriors, healers.Joe’s family became knights of Caliber. Which was their last name? Kathrine family earn the power to heal grave wounds. Their last name was called Young. Their order which called The Light walkers. Philips family gained the power to cast mighty spells and they last name was Helot. They formed the Order of the Storm. Last and finally Cindy, her family last name was Burns. Her family gained the power to sneak and skills that no man could ever imagine. Cindy family was very much into spy aspect of this world. They were skillful in everything. In turn, they were Dawn of the Bane. They handle all that was political and secret,”

“What did they do next?” Joe asked.

“Well, kids. They were able to trap the Wicked foul guardian name, Gossom. Then send the dragon back to its hell. It was a joint effort, but essentially it was only temporary.Soon they found out that they could only trap once every three hundred years. So they trained heroes who are your ancestors to stop the guardian.”

Philip seemed perplexed, “How did they stop the Guardian?”

“Yes, good question!” Narn said.

“They searched for answer across and closed up for defeating this evil man and came across a scroll that was in Enoch. It read a spell that could stop Gossom. When they froze him in his cage. They came far and wide search for decades and years to kill him. They came up empty.”

“Aren’t you a wizard?” Joe asked.

They rallied behind Joe.

“I came from another realm, one of your famous ancestors saved me, and I swore a life oath to serve them,” Narn said.

“Lastly, before you guys were born and it was exactly fifty years ago. The Famil abruptly cast into your world. They were a strip of magic and stuck them for fifty years. When you four were born they were killed, The people of your world saved you guys somehow. I saw that it w2s shift shaping vile-tongue druid named Kern Vale or widely known as Snake-tongue. He served under Gossom.”

“What about King Thorn?” Philip asked.

“He was the youngest of all four family, and he was appointed ruler of the four kingdoms when your family went missing. And so he had to rally the humans, and I had to find a way to get the descendant of Guardians back into this world. And save all of the Se.vern,” Narn said.

“So, do we have a choice?” Joe asked.

“Sigh, Joe, You do! But would you rather be in the other world than in Severn? We can train you in many ways, heck it is in your4 blood to be a knight of the caliber. You are Joe Caliber son of the Great West Guardian,”

“But!”

Narn picked up a sword and Threw it to Joe. He then animated a suit of armor.

“Fight Joe!”

Joe took to the weapon as it was his left hand. He fought fierce and vigorous and was able to defend himself. The problem was that he was overcome back the lack of knowledge.

He showed each one they had natural talent and did extraordinary things.

“Now, will you stay?

-End of chapter two