The Warping Pen

The Creator

"Oh cheese!"
This black suited guy was chasing after me with a gun. I wasn't exactly sure what he wanted, but I think he wanted the Pen I had in my pocket.
It allowed you to teleport anywhere in the world. Most people who knew of it called it the Warping Pen, but I just called it the Golden Pen, probably because it was golden.
'Bang!'
I felt the breeze of a bullet pass my head.
I took the pen out of my pocket, knowing that if I didn't use it, I would die.
pressed my thumb against the clicker, said aloud where I wanted to go and clicked the pen.
'WOOSH!'
I disappeared into thin sight.
The black-suited man threw his gun at the floor and grunted in anger.

A second after I clicked it, I was in Auckland city.
It was always a place I had wanted to go, mostly because of the sky tower.

You're probably wondering how I got this pen. To be honest, I don't really know. One day, I was walking to my house from university. A guy was at my neighbor's house. He saw me and ran. He dropped this pen down. I picked it up and was walking to my neighbor's to give it to them. I clicked the pen because I was eager. And then, I vanished. And that's how it started. Ok, back to the story.

I walked onto the main street, Queen St, getting ready to go up the sky tower
I turned a corner to go on another street and I saw these two buffed guys looking at me. A cold shiver just went up against my spine as I saw them. I started to walk in the opposite direction of them. They then started following me.
'Did they know?' I thought to myself.
"What's in your pocket?" one of them asked me.
I took my pen out of my pocket and pushed the clicker, well, at least I tried to. One of the men slapped my fist and it fell out of my hand.
"Really dude."
I grabbed the pen and rushed off. The two men followed me. Again I pushed the clicker in. But I forgot to say a place. I was too stressed.
'WOOSH!'
I disappeared.

"AAAAAAAAAH!"
I was in the teleportation zone.
While you teleport, you are teleported to this magical place. You fall and fall until you finally arrive at your destination. I was screaming because I didn't know where I was going.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaah..."
I hadn't teleported yet, normally I would've arrived by now. I felt the breeze on my face while I was falling into blackness. A few minutes later, I was still falling.
"When will this end?" I said to myself.
I still had the pen in my hand. I clicked it again. Nothing happened.
I was really scared now. I was getting closer to the black hole at the bottom.
"This isn't one of my top ten ways to die," I sulked.
I started to fade, I was finally teleporting. But would it be quick enough? The black hole was right in front of me. I widened my eyes in terror.
"Come on come on."
My arms faded, then my legs. A few more seconds until my doom. As my vision was fading, I closed my eyes and wished for the best.

"Ugh, he got away."
The two buffed men just saw me disappear.
"Call the boss," one of them said.
He held the phone up to his ear.
"He got away."
The boss was sitting on his black chair in his headquarters.
"Useless," he mumbled.
The two minions were waiting for his call.
"I'll do it myself."
The minions stood still while they heard a beeping sound, meaning that the call had ended.
The boss stood up and walked out the door.

I opened my eyes up in surprise. I was alive. I had teleported to this random building. There was a man in a black suit staring at me.
"Give me the pen."
I looked at him with suspense.
"Who are you?"
He walked out of the shadow he was in and said, "I am the creator of that pen."
I gasped.
"You would've died by that black hole if it wasn't for me. I tracked you down and teleported you here. So in thanks, give me the pen."
I took the pen out of my pocket, said aloud where I wanted to go, and clicked. Nothing happened. The guy in the black suit laughed.
"I manipulated it once you arrived."
I started to look around for an exit. The only one was the door that he was blocking. I charged at him. I gathered momentum with each step. I was close enough to give him a punch. I felt a breeze hitting my forehead. I saw the guy thrust a fist at me.
'Bang.'
I was on the ground rubbing my head.
He kneeled down and said, "Nice try kiddo."
I gave up and held my hand with the pen in it to the man. He snatched it out of my hand.
"Now I must kill you."
I widened my eyes.
"Someone your age will go blabbering about it to other kids, we can't have that on our shoulders."
He pulled out a sax knife from his belt.
"Say goodbye kid."
I put a smirk on my face.
"No you."
I clicked the warping pen in his hand and said, "The sun."
'WOOSH!'
The man disappeared.
I ran to the exit. I wiped my head and said, "What a day."
I was pretty sad that I didn't have the pen anymore. At least that guy didn't have it. While I was walking back to my flat, I remembered him saying that he created the pen.
Maybe... I could do the same.