Short Stories.

Mind Over Matter

"Shh, stay down and no matter what you hear don't come out." "But dad..." "No son, just stay here." "No sooner did he say that he was gone and I never heard from him again." "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize..." "Of course you didn't you was only thinking about yourself, no-one ever thinks about anything..." "How are we suppose to just assume you have a dark past..." "Dark past, that's not dark that's just a summery, I had to watch my own parents die right in front of me....you think that was dark, you don't even know the meaning of it." "Whatever, I guess I'll see you later." "I guess..." That's the last conversation I had with my girl, 3 years ago. Now I'm trying to start my life over and move on from the past but I just can't do it, and then that's when it all happened. I sitting on the train, just waiting for my stop when this explosion sends the train flying. Everything thing is black at first but then I realize my eyes were closed. I look up to see whats around me and I see this guy just staring at me. I can see his mouth moving but it's like he's speaking a different language, then upon farther inspection I realize he looks like he's a mixture of human and demon. This freaks me out until I notice he stopped talking, like he asked me a question. I sit there as he looks at me waiting for an answer before I say "Sir I'm sorry but I don't know what your talking about." "Ah the ancient language from the gods, you mortal have been selected." "Selected for what, I didn't sign up for anything." "You've been selected to take my place in the prison I just broke out of." I don't know why but the way he said it made him sound familiar like I know him from somewhere. Then he grabs me by my neck and says "Say hi to everyone for me." And this is when I notice it looks like a force is pulling him backwards to some place and everything is shaking. Then he throws me into a portal and I land on what looks like air but is solid ground. I look around me and see him there dancing and celebrating like he just won the Superbowl on his one man team. Then he slowly starts to fade out, in little square pieces, like he's not even there. I look around to try and see where I was. I ask out loud what's going on but all this stuff was making no sense to me. There's flying space ships, super nova's, black holes and then the weirdest thing happened, I thought of something and it came flying at me; nearly taking my head off. It felt like I was in a scifi movie. I hear my name but know I'm hearing things because I'm the only one here. But then I hear it again, I look up to see who it is and see this Sensei like girl who says "You must very deft because you can't hear for your life." I just stand there looking at her and taking in her beauty. I must have been staring long or something because she told me to stop before she smacks me.  Then she says we have much training for you to do.

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No matter what I do I can't stop myself from checking her out and she looks hella good, if I might add. Now I would have explained what she looked like but I was thrown back by something. Now at first I thought it was her smacking me but then I kept moving so I thought she was moving me to shield me but theses were all wrong because I kept flying.........So there Dennis was, flying through the sky nowhere near his mom, dad, home, or his friends. He felt limitless, as if he were being reborn as a god.

The night sky streaking by was like none he had ever seen. Way off in the distance there was a massive mountain range and beyond that a large spiked graveyard blanketed in blood. This had to be a dream. And now he was sure he would wake up, because he was heading straight for a mountain. The collision would kill him. Okay, wake up! Dennis thought. But nothing changed. Panic set in. Dennis screamed and crossed his forearms in front of his face as if that would ease the impact. Blam! He blasted straight through the mountain with such force that his seventeen-year-old body tore a twenty-foot-wide hole through it.  He flew for what felt like forever but was like 30 seconds.

Then he crashed hard on his right shoulder, hitting the hard, spiky ground and tearing a chasm six feet wide and hundreds of feet long. He lay still and silent but looking unconscious. Finally, he pressed his hands to the earth and rested on his knees. He slowly stood, checking his body for any damages. Dennis looked up at the mountain hundreds of feet away. It seemed like nothing would be able to shake it, but there it was: a twenty-foot hole that he had made. He could see the sky on the other side.