The Great Seliki | Pals Powers

Chapter 1.1

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Alex POV

I walked into the temple following my mother and father to the treasure that was said to lay on the other side. My mother was the leader, my dad was in the middle and I was in back. As we walked, we walked with cation. We had been in many temples and adventures before, but none ever as dangerous as this one. We were looking for the chicikaka, an ancient relic that is said to have the power of everlasting life.

We get closer and closer with each step remembering to be careful with it, because this temple could collapse at any given moment. My father stops us and I look ahead. There it is, the ancient artifact a few steps ahead, just sitting their waiting to be taken.

My father steps forward and froze, but that was the mistake that cost him his life. My mother quickly grabbed the artifact, took my fathers hand and ran, but it was to late. A ginormous bolder came swinging right at him and took him out with it. We gasped and looked down at the deep, dark water below. My father was dead.

We quickly ran back to the mouth of the temple, boobytraps going off every where like bees trying to protect their hive. We were just about out when my mother hand slipped from mine, but I continued running. Only when I completely got out did I turn around to see my mother, shot by the poisonous arrows. I drop the artifact and run to her.

"Alex," she says, her energy being drained out her," Take the artifact and keep it with you at all times. Never let anyone see it or touch it except your closest friends. Remember to be careful who you trust and where you go with the artifact. I need you to know that you may be followed sometimes and when that happens run away as far as you can go and there is one more thing." She pulled out a wood carving of our family. "Never ever let anyone know your last name and never forget us." She said and then died, all of her energy gone.

I cried for more than 1 minute, more then 10 minutes, but I know I have never cried for longer than 30 minutes. Except today, June 18 (random date, not actual)where I cried for 3 hours straight, over my dead mothers body.

I finally stopped crying and got up. My mother and father died to save me, I suddenly realized as I got up. They always went on adventures like this one at the strangest times. Now I knew why, people had wanted them. But why? I slowly get up and walk over to my mother. I grabbed her wallet and see why. I grab her wood carving and the artifact and head off to home.

^*^--------------Time--skip--to--home----------------^*^Pretend that he got on a plane or something.

I looked at all of the photos when I get home. Some where sad, some happy, some funny, but the one that caught my eye the most was the picture in my parents room where we were all standing in front of our old house.

I looked over at the clock on their bed. HOLY CRAP ITS 11:36 p.m. AND I GOT SCHOOL TOMORROW! I rushed to my room and tried to fall asleep. I couldn't no matter how tired I was. So I grabbed my diary and started to write in it as it usually calmed me.

Dear diary,
Today both mum and dad died in the temple. We got the artifact and my mother gave me a wood carving of us together. I think I'm going to call my aunt to see if she will stay here with me until school is over. I don't know where I'll go but I think I might run away and never be heard of again. I also can't believe that school is tomorrow and I will have to stay here the whole year!
June 18, 11:42 p.m.
~ Alex

Dear diary,
I just realized that I'm going to have to tell my friend that I'm leaving and will never come back. I hope he understands. We've been friends since I met him and he has followed me everywhere helping me through things. I need to tell him, but I don't know how.
June 18, 11:44
~ Alex

I put my diary under my pillow and slowly fell asleep wanting to sink in and not ever come back up from the softness of the blankets and comfort of knowing that I would never forget them.

Hello and thanks for reading!
- E