The sun was setting. Things were all happening as they should. The air blowing softly, The birds singing but not everything was pitch-perfect on this day. Something was wrong. In the air in the sky and it was like a feeling I can smell and feel but can't see. A feeling of a new beginning. The sun was going down and before I knew it it was dusk.
The sky filled with stars slowly as the sun rose down. In a forest filled with Oaktrees. A cabin rested. I was outside the cabin chopping wood while my sweet old mother was watching me outside. She sat on her rocking chair that was dirty and old and smelled like gross uncooked fish. I don't exactly recall what she was doing out there watching me but what I did remember she was smoking a pack while I was chopping wood for the campfire we were setting.
"It's windy isn't it," My mother said her voice raspy and cold.
I nod in agreement not paying much attention to her. She frowned.
"Can you go out there Leo and fetch me some more wood?" My mother asked "I need it for something. It's a surprise."
I knew I didn't want to do that but I had to. Why? Well, she got cranky when I didn't listen or do what she said. That's my mother for you. I sighed and nodded. Still not wanting to do that. It was dark now. The sky blueish purple and it started to get chilly out here. I was walking to the deep woods it was not that far away since we live in the forest. In the middle of the forest to be exact. I was walking for what seemed like hours which in reality probably just a few minutes.
I was still angry I had to do this. I held my ax tightly with my left hand. Until I finally found it. A good enough tree to chop not too thin not too old just right for bark and freshly carved wood to cook up for the campfire and some extra wood for whatever my mother needed. Probably for another rocking chair.
I swag my little ax and felt the breeze of it swinging. It didn't leave a single mark on the tree. Not even a single piece of bark fell from that tree. I swear I swang with full force. I rolled my eyes and swag again. But nothing. I started to get a bit mad. But there was no point. Might as well chop another tree. I hated doing this. I hated doing all of this hard work and labor. I was just 13. I was just weak and skinny.
I was alone. At least I had a mother but she wasn't the best. Why did she treat me the way she did? Especially with- THUD But before I could answer my question in my head I heard someone walking near me. Footsteps. They were stepping on the crunchy brown leaves I passed by on the way here. I was frightened. Shocked to my skull. Heavy footsteps. Whoever was out there must have been wearing heavy boots! Fright got the most of me so I ran and left the ax behind like the dummy I was. I hid behind a tree next to the one I was admiring.
As I was catching my breath back, I peaked my head to see who was this strange person I heard. The footsteps stopped and I knew why. I saw a man. But why is there a man here I thought? Is he following me or something? He then bends down to the tree I couldn't chop and like he was proposing to this tree? The man was wearing a dark red robe over him. He takes off the hood. revealing his dark black hair.
The man draws something on the ground. With his bare hands. A symbol. I didn't recognize it at the time but it seemed familiar? I move closer to see what he was doing but I step on a leaf. The man faces my direction. My heart stops for a moment. I see his face. Heavy, Masculine, chiseled and he had what looked like a recently shaved-off beard on his face. He looked surprised and angry. His dark blue eyes shined with the moonlight.
I gulp down some saliva I had in my mouth and start to run. I start to run back home but I hear him chasing me. I had no idea what was going on. Who is this man I pondered while I was running? I started to sweat running for my life. I heard the man getting closer and closer to me. I didn't wanna look back. Afraid of what I might see. The man catches up and punches my back. I fall face-first on some autumn leaves.
"Hey, kid! What do you think you're doing here? You do know what's around here? Don't you?" He speaks. His voice tough and deep. Not too deep but grown man deep.
I did not answer. I lifted my face from the leaves and spat out some that got on my mouth. I coughed out the rest. He grabbed my head with his bare hands. I shivered.
"Talk to me when I speak! Damn it!" The man throws me back to the ground. "Now talk or else. You won't gonna like what's gonna happen, next buddy!"
I coughed out some leaves some more. My body felt weak. Already? I am such a weak skinny kid. There was no way I could come out of here alive. I thought to myself. I couldn't even ask Dannyln my school friend to prom! I was just a wimpy kid. A weak soft child. Sweat shivered down my spine. I was still trembling with fear but I decided I had to stand up. So I stood up. Knowing behind me was this weird aggressive man. Angry at me. For no reason, I could think of.
"Finally you stood up. Now talk to me! Why the hell are you around this area!" He Shouted aggressively.
I took a deep breath in and out. I had to be brave. I had to stand up to much myself. I clenched my fists and turned to face him.
"I am Leo Oakheart! And I am not afraid of you, You stupid old weird man!" I shouted out loud.
His face was filled with a shocked expression. He walked back slowly. He then smiled creepily. Suddenly in between us, something happens. Light spawns and lighting strikes creating a loud noise of elecrity. I close my eyes as it shines brightly and I see it. A Rift. A Rift in the forest. My mouth opens widely. I stare into this weird orb light thing. It looked like a Golden white Crystal, reflective and majestic. It floated above the ground and shined like a diamond.
"It's here! Stand back Kiddo! That Rift is mine!" The Man orders.
But I didn't listen to him. I was brave so I took a few feet forward and touched the bright Rift. The man shocked by my decision. He yells "Noooo!" As he tries to run towards it but it was too late. It took me in and I felt light inside me. The Universe! I could see it. The stars, the galaxies I see a vision of someplace nice. Someplace heavenly. Then it stops and the next thing I see as I open my eyes. Are clouds.
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Rift in the forest
Fantasy𝙍𝙄𝙁𝙏 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏 Genres: Fantasy, Adventure, and Mystery Leo Oakheart a 13-year-old boy finds himself in a whole new world when he finds a strange bright rift in the forest. When he enters the strange Rift he enters a strange new...