The Notebook of Zachariah Greyback

Resting in the Written World

I grabbed everyone who was knocked unconcious. I took them to an alley that was covered by boards connected to the two buildings. We refuged there for a few days and the rain poured and poured.

I decided to try out a theory about my ability that my dad had told me about. How I could write about something and make it appear. I found a piece of charcoal and picked it up.

I leaned over towards the cement wall and wrote:

There was a house in the middle of the jungle. There was a town nearby with stores and other houses. The house was three stories high. It was a whiite house with bamboo creating it. On the first floor, was the kitchen. A door that entered into a room filled with food was packed. A refrigerator was to the opposite side of the door in the room.

There was a living room next to the kitchen. There, sat a flat screen television. It was on a low table. A sofa was across the room from it. Two chairs sat next to the sofa.

On the second floor, there were four bedrooms. The bedrooms were filled with anything the person who claimed it liked. The third floor was for magician training. It was set to voice command, in which you could go, create or do whatever you wanted for a training session.

I allowed the thoughts in my head of the house and the surroundings to fill the words I wrote. Every stroke of letters were filled with the magic of my imagiination.

I created a portal to enter into that world. Well... tried to. I had never made a portal by myself. Even in the training session, I had never created that portal. Someone else had.

I closed my eyes and imagined a portal. I forced my maic into my arms to create it. It traveled through my hands and into the air. I forced the magic that flowed through me into the portal I had tried to create.

For some reason, I could feel te portal forming itself in front of me.

I opened my eyes and saw the portal in front of me.

" Yes! I did it," I shouted. I turned around. In front of me, sprawled on the ground was Felix. I grabbed Felix's wrist and dragged him through the portal.

I entered into the green world I had imagined and wrote about through the charcoal I had found. That time I had spent in awe was short lived as I remembered the others in the alleyway.

"This world's so beautiful," I exclaimed. " Now to get the others."

I dragged the other two into the world that was created out of my writing. Donny had woken up and decided to help me. Felix groggily woke up as Donny dragged him. He offered to take Kairo from me and I agreed.

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My palm faced the man and bursted into an aura of black shadows. I kicked him and he hit the wall. We were in an old abandoned dojo in Japan.

I had always wanted to see the pink flowers in Japan. They're so pretty. This man was a Japanese Wizard.

He knew hand to hand combat and was good at magic. I stomped my foot on the ground creating a black earthquake. He fell and I pinned him down. A shadow hand choked him and connected it to the floor. A knife appeared out of my hand and I held it to his throat.

" Now tell me what I wanna know." This magic scene came equipped with a mission to do. This mission was to retrieve a stolen book. The book was extremely important for me to have to defeat a ninja in Japan.

He hacked." The book. That's a serious crime. To steal... from- 'Cough!' Big Boss Yoshina. The book... it's called Ultimate Secret Magic." He became unconcious. A portal opened up to my left and I turned to find myself sucked into it. The vortex brought me to the living room I'd created. In front of me was Felix. He still looked tired.

" We need to search for them," he said. " We've been here too long already. The girls are in danger and we need to find them." I nodded with a serious look on my face. We had to find them. I had to find her.