SOVEREIGNTY

Chapter 2

Alan awoke the next day with a start after the past week it seemed he was starting to lose touch with reality a bit. Looking at the date on his calendar, reality started hitting home even harder, what the hell? According to the calendar almost a whole week had passed. A moment later a knock came from the door of the room he was in, looking out he shook his head oh great, it was that bitch of a manager.

"I know you're in there! I got that receipt you wanted!" she shouted.

Opening the door Alan put on his best face, the rotund, white haired, short older woman stood there with her arms crossed. "Yes maam," Alan told her, "Had a late night last night so..."

She held her hand up to stop him, "Look I don't care ok? Just pay each week then we got no problems, just remember the rules no drugs, no loud music, and no sneaking in partners for a few days, or you're out."

Shutting the door Alan could only shake his head, his light brown hair was longer than he remembered it being. Rubbing his eyes to clear his vision better, he also noticed that he was sporting a week's growth of beard, what the hell was going on?

Suddenly a female like voice sounded in his right ear, almost a whisper, "I am sorry Alan I think I healed you far too much here." A light touch at his forehead opened a flood gate of memories.

Suddenly Alan's eyes flew wide, What!? It hadn't been a dream? "Where are you? I could see your outline last time now I'm getting nothing."

"As I said," the whispering voice started again, "I am afraid I healed you far too much, it affected your power as well as your memory. I am endeavoring to remedy this."

Alan's head was already hurting like a bitch, after the little voice said that it had healed him too much, and then he'd felt a light touch to his forehead.

"Again, I apologize Alan, I was afraid that the council had me recruit you too soon. As fast as you healed though before I got to you I can now see that they weren't wrong." Alan turned his head and stared where the voice had been, all he saw was a shimmering, like the heat waves you could see on a hot day.

"There, now then down to business. I was sent to recruit you; you are the first in almost 500 years to show that you have the power." The voice said. "I have been..."

"Wait," Alan interrupted her, "Who are you? I'm a little tired of you knowing me but I know nothing of you."

He almost felt a palatable shock then his head was flooded with tons of information. "Oh shit! AAAA!!!" Alan almost screamed as his head began to throb, "You trying to fucking kill me? Christ!" Falling on the bed Alan thought the pain would pass, no dice as the pain increased till his brown eyes rolled back in his head.

Floating in another dream- like-scape, Alan looked at a sprite or pixie that fluttered in front of him.

"So your name is Hopix, and you are my guide? No, that's not right; you're my watch dog ah!" Alan said, damn he thought I don't know whether to be insulted or complimented.

"There's no insult intended, as I told you yesterday we are offering you a job." Hopix said

"I don't understand if this ... council is so powerful, why can't they attend to their mistakes?" Alan asked.

"True they are a powerful council, but they can't interfere. They can advance any with the power but after they decide they want to use their power the council has no say. You see they offer the job, you can reject or accept. Reject after the power is instilled and you can do most what you want off earth. Accept and the council asks you to stop other mistakes that have run other worlds and systems to almost ruin." Hopix said taking a breath. "Almost all your needs will be met, though there are a few they can do nothing about, I am sure you know which ones I am talking about."