Prolouge
I'm running through the deep, dark, quiet woods, my feet splashing in the puddles that surround my feet, I can't help thinking that some one is watching me, following me even. I turn around and I look franticaly to my left, and again to my right, I think to myself
'Maybe I'm just being paranoid, there can't be anyone following me.'
I heard a twig snap, it sounded as if someone just fired a gun, I duck then realise that I landed on the ground and my pursuer jumped on me at that point, I felt some warm, sticky liquid dribble down my head, then I move my hand to the left and I felt a sharp object pointing out of the wound, next thing I know everything goes black.
Chapter 1
I wake up in a unfamilar surrounding, it feels as if some has just shot me thirty million times in the head, at that momment I come to the realisation of the nights events, of how my head has been split open, as a result of my attacker throwing me to the ground, as if I was a sack of potatoes.
I shot up in bed, and I all most passed out from my spliting headache, I look around and absorb my surroundings, I look to my right and I see my stalker with his nose in a book, he looked like an old western cowboy, he had the shoulder length brown curly hair, the brown eyes, the old trench coat that reached just bellow his knees, even the book he was reading was a unfamiliar western novel.
He doesn't notice I was awake and I quietly lay back down ignoring the pain in my head, I pretend to be asleep, but as soon as my head hit the pillow, he looked up and noticed that my eyes were half closed, he stood up so fast that it was just a blur, he spoke to me
'What is your name?'
To my surprise he had a thick russian accent of which was inter-twined with New Zealand as if he had speant a few years here..
I spoke with the terror in my voice
'M-m-my name is Alex. M-m-may I ask for your name.'
The man looked at with the most amussed look on his face.
'My name is Stone, William Stone, but you can call me Will.' He said
'You shouldn't feel threatened, but on the other hand, I didn't mean for you to get hurt, just as you ducked I didnt see you and i tripped over you, yet again I am sorry.' Said Will.
I looked at him him with a bewildered expression, I was so confused, I didn't quite know if he was telling the truth, I mean he was chasing me for heavens sake, how am I meant to trust him.
He obviously took my silence as a chance to speak.
'I understand you may not believe me, but you have to listen,' He paused
'Well you see, here is the thing, you were selected to under go a series of tests, you have passed all of them, you see we planted a microphone in your room and we have been recording your sleeping patterns throughtout the past couple of weeks, we understand you are having nightmares, is that correct?'
'Yes, but tell me what your up to here'
'Uh-uh-uh shh let me speak for a few minuets, or i'll loose my train of thought. Anyway, I was saying, as you know we planted a mirophone in your room, we have the results back from the lab and have discovered the reasons behind your nightmares. Which were that you were invisioning things out of the ordinary such as, pale green eyes in the darkness, and so on, at the lab we find people who are specially talented. Are you with me?'
' Yes, but...'
' Yes or no answers will be fine thanks. Anyway here is a graph of your sleeping patterns, and here is a graph of a normal persons. As you see yours a quite different in a vast way, you see your not having nightmares, you are invisioning the afterlife, you are connected to the spirits.'
'Okay let me take this all in, I am I connected to the spirits, you planted a microphone in my room, now here is where I get confused, you chased me, why?'
'We'll get to that, now what I want from you is to ask a few questions, is that fine, and remember yes or no questions will do.'
He walked to his table and grabbed a piece of paper. As he got back he said
'Number 1. you are a fast runner is that correct?'
'Yes, you saw me didn't you.'
'Yeah, Number 2. would you say you were stuborn?'
'Yes'
'3.You would say that you heal quickly?'
I feel my head, I can see that it's all most closed up.
'Yes'
'Okay I chassed you because, I needed to see if you, a) ran quickly,' he counted off on his fingers ' b) healed fast and finally stuburn.'
'Did you find that out? Can I go now?'
'Of course you cannot go, and yes I did find it out, you are with us now, you see I am exactly like you.'
' Prove it'
I see him concentrate for a few minuets.
'Is that you vision?' He askes
I look, to my utter astonishment it is. Pale white, green eyes, hairless and shirtless . I let out a little whimper.
'Do you believe me now?'
'Y-yes, make it go away please i'll do anything you say'
He concentrates for a few seconds and it fades slowly.
'So let me get it straight, I am connected to a world of what you might say the 'dark side'?'
' Yeah, you could say that.' Will said
'Well if I am connected to the spirit world, then am I somehow, well a spirit gardian?'
'Yes that's it exactly'
'Do I weild a power, as in a element?'
'Yeah, you do. Oh I forgot to ask one question, are you warm cold or nuetral most the time?'
'I'm hot, I'm like my own personal electric blanket.'
'Woah, well that clearly explains to me that you weild fire, which also means I have to teach you how to use it, as I am fire as well, I have to teach how to control it, how to handle it and how to not blow up, or supernova, you can also do a controled supernova, they are very weakening though.'
'Okay this sounds very interesting. Do my parents know about this and what will they say when they find out i'm missing?'
'Don't worry about them, when this kind of supernatural thing happens, well your parents may 1. be a spirit gardian 2. have it in their D.N.A or 3. it could be a genetic throw back, in your case its an entirely different story, you see we have researched your history, looking at you know you are, tall, healthy, blonde with blue eyes, when you look at your parents they are shorts, healthy and burrnet with brown eyes, do you get where i'm coming from?'
'Are you saying i'm adopted?'
'Yeah,well you see your birth parents they lived in Liverpool, England. They were in a bad car crash, they conjured up all there strength to form a force-feild around you, they risked there lifes to save yours, you were adopted out to non- spirits, we like to call them that, and as you see have ended up in here.'
I don't know what to say anymore.
