Forever Alive

INTRODUCTION

There is a world between both of two dimensions, however you may not know of this place. For it is a world with no sun nor light other than the flashes super-natural forces can create using cold, bare hands. This place is not like the earth you and I both live on. No. This is the place where pain knows no end, there is no healing. This is the place of eternal suffrage. Everlasting are the lives of the creatures that live among this world- never ending is their suffering and longing for love and warmth.

This is the land of forever isolation of mortality. They seek but find no end. This is their punishment. They were created into this. This is Hell. Only this hell isn't made up of the people who once roamed Earth. This is Hell... the planet.

Chapter One:

As the soft cold breeze sifted through the night, little twelve year old Preia wandered about aimlessly through the town. She walked slowly but ever so steadily as she grazed her pale slender fingers along the smooth, cold, white stone walls. She felt the frosty air against her cheeks, and the familiar wind blowing back her dark brown hair behind her. Preia nearly doze out, eyes still open if it weren't for the man she ran into. This man was very tall and he bore a long wispy beard just below his clearly defined chin, and used a pointed staff as a walking aid. Preia woke up startled but unharmed. She stood there quiet, never daring to look up at this giant who now towered above her. She couldn't see his face but she imagined him squinting at her, as she heard a deep growl of a groan. Little waves of shivers flew up Preias back.

"This man is quite intriguing." she thought. "Whats going to happen now...?"

The man limped away and disappeared into the sunless day. A silent sigh went off in Preia's head. Preia touched her creature tattoo for re-assurance that she was fine, then she too went on walking. Now Preia made sure she was wide awake to avoid any unexpected encounters. Of course the worse thing possible they could ever do to you is hurt you VERY badly. I'm not talking about a small blow to the head. They are able to use their individual powers to cause excruciating pain to anyone they might encounter. These are kind of hurts that can kill human beings like you and I, only these creatures do not die. They have to endure the pain, everyday, there is never any healing.

As she walked, Preia remembered the book she'd found about Earth. They had rules to follow, laws to obey, sun to shine by day and the stars to shine by night. For the humans that lived 675,000,000 year ago, there was always the next day to start again. But the beings that lived where Preia lived, their lives were made up of one single long day. On Earth, they didn't have to wait for something magical to end their lives. They lived their lives out to the fullest because they know they are only blessed to be living... Breathing, everyday that they do. Preia remembered reading about when the Rapture came to Earth. Not many had to stay, but most went to God, to live forever in peace. Preia wanted this. She wanted to seek the sun. She didn't want to live in darkness, she hated the hurt. She wanted to find the sun, she wanted peace, and she was determined.

Chapter Two:

BING! BING! Daybell rung. The creatures must awaken now. Preia didn't sleep though. She thought of herself on Earth. What joy she would have to just feel the warm sun on her skin. She lay thinking on an icy cold bench. She never blinked. Then she saw the man whom she ran into that night. He rung the Daybell. BING! BING! BING! With a swift head movement he turned and spotted Preia. His bell abruptly stopped. He walked over to Preia who by now was sitting up straight and alert. She pictured all the horrible things he could do to her. She bit her tongue as he came a little closer to her now.

" GoodDay, young one." He said. " MY NAME IS TUMBLEWORTH." His voice boomed.

Then Preia replied, "H-hello, Sir." She tried to sound relaxed but failed miserably at it. Why was he nice to her now? She turned her head a bit and saw his creature tattoo. Sign of the Gemini. TumbleWorth was a two faced. He had different personalities.

"Why yes I am a Two Faced. You are a very observant little girl." He said to her with a big grin.

"H-how did you know that." Preia asked.

"Have you not a home?" Asked TumbleWorth, brushing off Preia's previous question.

"No. Bu-" She was cut off.

"Ah. So you seek a home?"

"Well, not currently. But how come you-" Cut off again.

"You have so many questions but lack virtues. You must learn patience. For patience is mandatory especially in the world we live in." TumbleWorth said much sterner now. His smile left his face. And began to ring the Daybell over and over. She followed him. Without looking back TumbleWorth said,"You have so much to learn, Preia, in so little time." How could I have so much to learn? I don't even know this man. In so little time? What does he mean? We've got all the time in the world.

Chapter Three:

TumbleWorth took Preia to a small market and urged her to eat. They gulped down a thick orange stew that consisted of spiny tentacles and a stringy green mucus pulp. It was disgusting.