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Just Desert
I looked at my clock. It read 2:30 am. I had been awake for hours. Usually I can sleep fine, but tonight was different. Something felt strange about tonight, but I shrugged it off. I went downstairs to get a glass of water. The next thing I knew, I was standing outside my neighbor’s window and there I saw the scariest thing ever. There was a creepy lady standing inside the window with a knife ready to chop. I wanted to run away and hide, but I didn’t. I stayed and watched her as she lowered the knife into what looked like a pumpkin, and as she lowered the knife it grew brighter and brighter. I didn’t see what happened next because I suddenly passed out onto the ground.
I woke to extreme heat and whispering. I opened my eyes and saw people dressed in black surrounding me, and every weapon imaginable adorned them! They helped me to my feet and I almost fell over again when I saw where I was. I was in a hot, harsh desert! One of the strangers said to me, “Who are you and where do you come from? Do you mean peace or harm to the Bu’rock people?” I answered in panic, “I mean no harm and I have know idea where I am!” Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked out the sun, or suns because were three. Then the Bu’rock people grabbed their weapons and shouted, “Look out for the black hawk!” Without knowing what I was doing, I whipped around and shot pure light out of my hands, burning up the Black Hawk in an instant. I guessed it was some sort of predator that was made of shadows and could be burned up by contact with direct light. Right as I realized what I had done someone shouted, ”He has the gift!”
They carried me away to meet someone who I guessed was a wizard or maybe their leader. I was still shocked at what I had done when the Bu’rock people put me down in front of a sandstone hut. They pushed me inside and standing before me was a man who was seven feet tall. He shouted, “I hear you have the gift of magic! Not a lot of people can stop a black hawk.” I feebly whispered, “Yes, I guess I do. What is this gift? Is it good or bad? Will I have to train to get better at it and then battle someone?” The tall man said, “The gift is the gift of the gods and if it is good or bad will be for you to decide. You will also have to train to perfect your skills and you have…” to battle someone. Yes I am using telepathy. We‘ll always talk like this from now on. I was thinking Holy cow how do I do that?! Then the tall man said in my mind, focus on me and say whatever it is you need to say in my mind. My name is Kan Tran Vil. I have a twin with the gift of magic, and she is trying to destroy our world. Her name is Elizabeth Vil or E. vil for short. I was so excited to begin learning with Kan Tran that I asked if I could start training immediately. He answered with yes and my four-day training began.
After a grueling four days, I was fully equipped for my battle with E. vil. Kan Tran told me where to go in the desert to find her house. Now I was standing in front of E. vil’s evil house. Right as I was about to knock on her door, the door was opened by E. vil herself! What do you know? It was the creepy lady from my neighbors’ house!
She was about to open her mouth and say something when I brought up my hands and fired two beams of energy at her. With a flick of her wrist she deflected both beams as if brushing off a fly. Then I attacked her mentally. The battle raged for days without stop!! I was wounded in many places, and was sore all over. E. Vil was hurt worse than I was, and she had a large gash in her arm and her mental castle was crumbling. I was ready to give up when Kan Tran appeared in my mind and chanted in a raspy voice you can do it! After hearing his words I knew what to do. I shot with my hands and with my mind two beams of light at E. vil. As soon as the beams touched her there was a huge flash of light.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was back in my own bed. The last thing I remember was the look of shock on E. Vil’s face. I slowly got up and walked to my bedroom window. As I stood there, I realized there was sand everywhere in my room. I anxiously spoke two words of magic and fire danced across my fingertips. I smiled mischievously. Today was going to be an interesting day.
THE END
Or is it?
I wrote this years ago, and decided to post it. Dont hurt me again
THE END
Or is it?
I wrote this years ago, and decided to post it. Dont hurt me again
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