NaNoWriMo Contest

[neopsychic]

This month of November is a novelists chance to achieve one 50,000 word novel in 30 days. I don't know why but I decided to enter in the contest... 10 Days Late . Now I'm writting my butt off. I'll post everything I type. What I'm going to post underneath is what I did in 2 yes 2 days. Like I said I was working my butt off. One more thing, things like indents weren't always transfered. Finished version will be posted on my website.

It was raining and the day was so riddled with clouds that it had looked like night. There was emptiness everywhere. The ground was a reflective surface that showed the sky. For miles around there was nothing but emptiness. In one area stood a man , in the prime of his life. Somewhat of an average looking guy that wore a white cloak. A woman, much like him, stood next to him. They looked at each other then into the void around them.

Ring! Ring! - Ring! Ring!

Rang the alarm clock. The man got up out of his bed and turned of the clock. He hurriedly got dressed, left his room and quickly made breakfast. He had coffee and some toast before quickly running outside to his car. The spring weather felt a little cold against his skin, but the sun quickly caused that to vanish. Thankfully the weather was nice enough that there would be no need for a coat.7:50 A.M, perfectly on time, with 10 minutes to spare. By the time he made it to work he would have enough time to quickly check his E-Mail.

After quite a bit of driving, walking, and opening doors, the young man arrived at his job. It was a computer agency that dealt with computer problems. All of the computers were locked with special devices that could only be opened with a thumb print. It was the latest in digital security.

He placed his thumb on the nearby pad of his computer; Access Granted: Sefton Ivor. The screen switched to black then showed some applications. There were very few compared to most computers and they where there for one reason only, to work. One program was to look up any quick questions one had about the job that they were doing. Another would be to answer calls from employees and customers that need help in their situation. Sefton's job was to help people fix computer problems. It was a boring job and there weren't many calls, most of them were from the elderly who had no computer experience. Most of the people in the agency worked to develop their own software, or company software to make a lot of cash on the side. The computer agency that Sefton worked for, was commonly known for putting out the latest in firewalls and virus protection programs. Sure it was fun and the pay was great to the software programmers, but that doesn't necessarily mean enjoyment in it everyday.

That is why Sefton had developed his own program. One that wasn't exactly normal. It had one purpose and that was to search the web pertaining to life after death. Why he did this was a mystery to most people around him, but he himself had very specific feelings about it. He felt he had no purpose in life but work, until he remembered a ghost story his father would often tell him. It was a short one involving his father being able to see the after life. That story inspired Sefton to pursue what most people would see as a futile and impossible dream. He sought what very few sought, and which no one had found the answer to; how to travel to heaven without dying. Already he had spent a few years of his life reading over everything he could, from astrophysics, quantum physics, and everything else that talks about heaven and hell.

With this new program that Sefton devised, he would have a “super” that checks every possible site and cross references them with a specific list of key words. Already he had tested it out and had great results. So far he has read some of the results and came up with a few conclusions. One was that at the very least, he should be able to talk to the dead. They could talk to us, why not be able to talk to them?

He figured that this was the first step in his quest. By the time he neared completion of the program work had ended. This was a horrible day for the unfinished program, Sefton could not wait until the next day when he completed the project. Only the amazing computers he had at work would allow him capabilities to finish the program. He decided to rid his jitters by hitting a local jazz bar. It was a Monday but the bar was packed anyways.

At the bar he sat there and thought about some of the stuff he had read. Physically, he had figured that it would be near impossible to complete his goals and reach his dreams with current technology. There would need to be another method of doing so. Maybe a way using the mind alone, and some drugs. That was not a likely rate for success with those methods though. But maybe there was a way to create the technology he needed. It would be a hard and long project but, he does have a lot of time on his hand.

He decided to take a bigger break then he expected to clear his head, and got on his cellphone. He called one Mellisa Journs. Sefton's girlfriend of 2 years. He called her to let her know that he was at a bar and that it would be nice for them to hand out for a while. The sound of trumpets and saxophones in the background pervaded his mind. He listed for a while just enjoying the atmosphere.

All the while, he just couldn't stop himself from thinking about a few sites he had found. One offered a special technique that would allow him to separate his soul from his body temporarily. The cost of doing so was high and dangerous, as is most things in life. It involved using a diamond and electricity, as well as gold plating for his contraption. From what he read it would be easier to make this machine then to do it any other way. He quickly thought about all matters of money. How much did he have saved up, how much would something like that cost, his salary, and many other numbers were swirling around in his head.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice call to him,

“Sefton? Are you alright, you looked like you spaced out again?”

“No, no, I'm fine just thinking about work. Another slow day, you know how it goes.”

Sefton's girlfriend had not been told about his free time activities that he has been working on. He know that if he told her, she would still accept him, after all, it wasn't any extreme hobby like binge drinking. The problem was if she would not support his hobbies financially. Already, he had used some of the savings from his girlfriend's account to prepare for a situation like this.

Mellisa held out her hand, “May you have this dance?”

“Sure,” he replied taking her hand. She led him to the dance floor and they danced slowly holding each other in their arms. For once this day, Sefton was able to completely forget about work and his crazy goal. They danced the night away into the late hours before going home.

About a month later, the completion of the program, and the invention that Sefton found on the web, he was about ready to start his exploring. He had built it at odd hours of the night to keep his girlfriend from finding out. Surprisingly enough, the late hours of the night had not put much strain on their relationship. Mellisa's main concern was that her boyfriend was not getting enough sleep and might have a hard time at work.

The sky was a dark mixture of gray and blue as rain poured down on the earth. Except the ground was a reflective glass like tile. Sefton stood in what seemed like the vastness of space with a woman next to him clothed in white. He could see points of light beginning to grow darker all around him.

“Sef!” He was quickly shaken awake.

“What is it Mellisa?”
He rubbed his eyes as he looked at his girlfriend next to him. They had been living together for the past 3 months already. It felt nice that they could be together, and they both enjoyed the company of each other more and more each day. They both felt that they did not want this to end.

“It's getting late, and I don't want us to waste our weekend just sleeping. I already started the coffee pot.”

Mellisa moved closer to Sefton and they causally hugged. They discussed what they wanted to do for the day and the chores they had to do as well as work. After about 15 minutes they eventually got up and began their day. When night came everything, and everyone, began to slow down and tire. Sefton carefully watched and made sure his girlfriend was sound asleep before going to his basement. With the lights off he opened the door to the storage closet, shut it being as quiet as possible, then turned the light on. A little bit of the room was cluttered and there was plenty of room to move around and work.

The machine sat in a box hidden behind an old chair. When it was set up it looked very odd. Completely finished it looked like an odd piece of jewelry. In a sense it was, it was a diamond attached with electrical wires that is worn on the right arm that travels to the neck. Multiple AA batteries are connected in a circuit that uses the diamond as a part of the circuit. Sefton carefully assembled the machine to himself before connecting the wires to make it start. Supposedly it makes a weak electro-magnetic field around the person. In combination with the diamond, it gives the person a sort of control over both the field and the device. All he had to do was focus his mind on the diamond and his dream would come true.

Sefton connected the last two wires. Even though it was he could not tell it was. He did not feel any change within his body or mind. He thought about the consequences of this whole project. Rumor has it that if focuses too hard, he could end up killing himself. With these risks in his mind he focused on the diamond.

In the morning Mellisa woke up and realized that her boyfriend was gone. She first figured that it was no big deal, he would often get up early on the weekend to workout. After a 3 hours she become a little curious why he did not call. She used her cellphone to call him. The phone rang once, twice... She had thought she heard the phone ringing and dismissed it as her imagination. What was more important was the whereabouts of her mate.

The phone went to the voice mail and she retried. Once the phone started to ring, she thought she heard her boyfriends phone rang again. This time Mellisa searched the house for the ring and found it by the bed. Now she more curious and worried then ever. She started yelling Sefton's name and checking each room. When she was in the basement she realized that there was a light coming up under the door. When she opened she say Sefton in an odd position on the floor as if he suddenly fainted. She quickly went to his side and checked to see if he was alive.

“Sef, Sef!” she yelled as her right hand hit his face in a desperate attempt to awake him. It seemed to work, as his body started to move but his eyes remained closed. Mellisa dropped his body and began to stand up when she felt a pain on her shirt. The fabric was ripped in the center. She looked down at his arm and saw the machine and she quickly tore it off. Immediately after Sefton's eyes opened and he began to yawn and stretch. From the looks of it he had not realized what had happened.

“Oh my god, I was so worried for you. Are you alright?” Mellisa held him close as if he where her child.

“I'm fine, a little tired, but I'm OK.”

“Sef, what happened? When I opened the door your body was all limp and you had some kind of coil wrapped around arm.”

“Oh,” said Sefton, he tried to hide the fact that he had a huge success with his machine. “This is a little piece of jewelry I was thinking of making. I must have fell asleep with it on. Fancy jewelry is good business right?”

The rest of the day the couple was able to understand what happened that night, and Sefton casually lied about his works that night and many other nights. By the next week he had sold all his material and got most of his money back while returning to his old way of life. That weekend on a similar night he decided to go and pick up a present for his girlfriend.

When morning came Mellisa woke up and conducted business as usual with her normal chores and activities. Monday she woke up a little bit early with the alarm clock blaring. She turned it off and walked off to the bathroom for a shower. After washing, blow drying her hair and putting on make up she left in her car to work. On the way she stopped to get some coffee at a local coffee shop. Arriving at work at 8 A.M., she slowly found her usual room on the the 34 floor of one of the largest skyscrapers in the city. Her computer greeted her with it usual boot up regime.

Her secretary stopped in shortly after she sat down,

“Good Morning Mellisa, the CEO wants something to be done about profits this month and wants a profit analysis by the end of the week for the meeting this Monday.”

“Thanks Lanly, I'll be sure to take care of it.”

Mellisa looked at her computer; it had finally booted. She double clicked on her browser and searched the net for the news while sipping on some coffee. Nothing out of the normal. This year Africa had, for the first time began to pick itself up. They were expected to bypass most of the world in economy and wealth in the next 15 to 20 years. China had entered in a war with Europe of control over water and similar resource. The Americas were peaceful as usual. Of course America was trying to go to war with some people they do not like. Every since the Yellow party had came into power a few years ago, they have increased spending for weapons. Many think that the US is trying to provoke another war, but this time at a much larger scale. Some predict this might be the next world war.

After work Mellisa drove herself home and prepared dinner. She was always home before Sefton and commonly took care of dinner and other matters of the home. When she had free time she would spend much time in various yoga position. Ever since she was in high school she was interested in yoga. Once she went to a class it became a part of her life and soul.

The front door opened and closed, it was Sefton arriving home from work.

“Hey Sef!”

“I'm home,” he replied. He walked from the small hallway to the left. In it was a room with a few leather chairs and an open space with pictures on the wall. Mellisa was there, and she was walking towards him. When she stopped to ask him a question she saw that his face seemed almost scared or had seen something horrific.

“You alright, you look like you saw a ghost!” said Mellisa worriedly.

“I'm fine, I'm fine. How was your day?”

“Good. My bosses loaded me with a lot of work again but it's nothing out of the normal. And you?”

“Ah, work was the same as usual. I only hope I have a chance at the new position. Well, no need to bother you with my dreams. Let's eat!”

They both sat down at the table in their kitchen. The kitchen was very modern and probably too big for just the two of them. Even with all of the food that was cooked there it was extremely large for any normal chef.

Today Mellisa had cooked a ham with a homemade gravy with various steamed vegetables. They both ate silently for a few minutes before they decided to talk.

“I was at the office today, and when I read the news, it looked like the US is stockpiling weapons again.”

“My god, again? Didn't they do that in the Cold War? Why are they doing that now, the world is relative peace. Sometimes this country drives me crazy.”

“Well we can always get out there and vote! We can change the future and everyone else's.”

“Ah, but don't forget Mellisa, not everyone wants their future changed. Some people are content they way their life's are even if it is not very good.”

“I guess your right. But the needs of the many outweigh the needs of a few.”

“Yes, generally, that is true but I hate when people say that. Every person deserves an equal say. Everyone should be counted because we are all in this together. We all are part of the human race, but half of the time we act like spiders; attacking each other and killing each other's young.”

“That's enough pessimism for today Sef, want to watch some TV or see a movie later?”

“A movie sounds nice, I wonder what's playing in theaters.”

They ended up going to the movie theater and watching a popular flick about a war general. When they got their seats and snacks the movie began to start. Sefton was watching eagerly until he felt a sharp pain on his arm. It quickly traveled up to his neck. The pain subsided a little while afterwards.

After the movie they returned home. Mellisa went to prepare some tea while Sefton used the bathroom. While he was in the bathroom, he remembered he pain he had felt in his arm during the movie. He looked at his arm and neck and they both looked normal. “If there was a problem,” he thought, “somebody, probably would have noticed with my short sleeve shirt on. Anything odd would have gotten Mellisa's attention immediately.”

“Tea's ready!” came a shout in the kitchen.

At 10 o'clock they were both in bed when Sefton had started getting the pain again. It was pretty much the same feeling as before. He had hopped that he hadn't caught some disease or something. The pain kept returning faster and faster until his arm throbbed in pain. This made it nearly impossible for Sefton to sleep so he went to get some aspirin in the bathroom. When he looked at turned the light on he noticed an odd color. He looked at his right arm and almost fainted. There was some form that looked like a tattoo scrawled along his arm. It looked to be made with black ink and had a wavy form to it. Unfortunately it both looked and felt like it was very recent. He tried to scratch it off in case it was something he could remove, but he was wrong, it was embedded in this skin.

Sefton tried to scream out to Mellisa to wake her up but he could not talk for some reason. When he tried to walk back to bed he fell to his felt he lost a lot of strength in his legs and fell to his knees. He was about to attempt to yell one more time when he realized that he was looking at his own head. Soon he felt his was both standing and falling at the same time before he blacked out.

When he awoke there was rain and a dark cloudy sky overhead. The ground felt cold and was hard, flat and shiny. As Sefton stood he noticed that it was a mirror like surface and remembered it from the dreams he had had before. In front of him appeared a man with black baggy pants and a gray shirt. His hair was waved back like it was held back with some moose.

[neopsychic]

“Finally your back, what took you so long?”
“Sorry, getting back to this place is nearly impossible without that machine. The last time I came to this place was an accident. Algar, I need to ask you an important question first. When I was in my body I felt I lost my muscle control and was suddenly jettisoned out of my body. Just before that there was a tattoo like thing that appeared on my arm.”

“I've never heard of such a form appear on humans though I have heard of something on some of the famous warriors in this world.”

Remembering where he was Sefton focused on his body and imagined a white robe like he saw in his dream awhile go. His clothes immediately changed to what he had in his mind. “I'm still very amazed you humans can do that,” said Algar.

In this place, known to the people as Elsyary, everything was much like the world we live in now. Only this was the place after the dead passed on. There was a gate where people would enter Elsyary and live their new lives. Some chose to live as scholars and others, fighters. Many were content to return to the old physical world that they had grown so accustomed to. It was from this world that people could return to the Earth as a guardian angel for humans. Everyone who wanted to do so had only to apply for it through a special Protections Bureau provided by the government. Just about anyone could become a guardian. Those that chose to, had the option of choosing the person they would want to watch over. Most of the time the people they watched over were very similar to themselves.

Algar was assigned to watch over Sefton the day he was born. It wasn't his choice, it was an assignment he had been forced into, but he still treated his host with kindness and respect. They didn't meet in face to face until the day that Sefton had got his machine to work. After he passed out his soul was quickly switched to Elsyary. But being alive when this happened meant that he could travel back to his own body if he wanted to. Because of this he had the power to create anything he desired in the world of Elsyary, to an extent of course. He could not create anything bigger then a sofa. Just because of that the government had set up a special organization to handle the living. The only way to do so was to remove their living body, permantly.

The current area Algar and Sefton were in was, a special area designed to keep souls of the living, in case they happened to wonder over. Algar's job was to stop his host from going any further. He had thought that Sefton would not be able to return to this altered space. Everything would have been fine if that were true, but this soul was different then most, it came back and with more power. Eventually the world was slightly altered, like less clouds and rain.

“You have to return to your body, and never return to this place,” demanded Algar. If the host returned to this altered space and began to manipulate it, he was instructed to relieve the host of their body immediately.

“Why should I? I am happy with this place even though it is not much. After I learned that I can manipulate my surrounds I started to wonder about people. Maybe this space isn't infinite, maybe it is. The only thing I know is that there shouldn't be another person in here, yet you appeared the second time I arrived at this place. Where is everybody else.”

“That's not for you to know. You are a security risk that needs to be dealt with. Those markings are temporary. Once, they disappear so will you. The government will not tolerate living humans in this world. The few that have came here have destroyed everything. They killed billions upon billions of people in days. I will not permit you to gain such power.”

“How can I gain any more power then I already have then? You speak of gaining power, how can I do so?” Sefton had become curious. There had been others who came to Elsyary, they had gained power, but what kind of power and how. He thought that if he could gain enough information he would be able to come back to this altered space another time and find the real Elsyary, the one with people in it.

“I'm not permited to tell you anything other then, the fact that you are not allowed any further.”

“Alright then. Could you at least tell me how long I have to live?”

“You have 24 hours.”

“What?”

Sefton became nervous. This was not a good sign. He quickly thought of a way to save himself and a plan to put it into action. He used his mind to make a door in front of himself.

“What are you doing?,” screamed Algar, “you are NOT allowed to go anywhere.” He sliced the door into halves with the slash of his hand. Slowly began to approach. Sefton took a step back, he knew what was coming. Algar held up his hand and Sefton disappeared.

“It's sad, but it had to be done,” said Algar. He started walking and was about to leave through a portal he had put nearby. It was built to be invisible to the naked eye, but he had a digital map that showed its location. By the time he took a few steps, he fell to the ground dead. His chest caved in a large hole.

“Sorry about that, but I won't die that easily.”

Sefton had slowly appeared from the air. He had used a mirage to jump behind his opponent. Quickly making another door he left Elsyary's altered space and blacked out. When he came to he was next to his body. It was still night, Mellisa was still asleep and his body was on the floor. Though it had looked nothing more then a corpse, he hoped that it was still functioning correctly. In a few seconds Sefton had removed the marking from his body and returned to it.

Quietly he returned to bed, praying that he be left out of the world that he desired to explore. Having the prove of a place after death had pleased him much once he learned of it. What intensified his passion for the place he came to know as Elsyary was the fact that it was a different and magical world. Sefton was far more interested in bringing back some of the power that he had over in that other world to the real one. He tried to go to sleep so he could think about it the next day.

In the morning the only thing he could think about was what had happened last night. He had gone over it so many times that he grew tired of it. Then he started to worry a little bit. They would defiantly kill him now, and probably with less of a warning. To ride himself of death would be impossible the second time, if he didn't get so lucky. At work hes searched the net for answers. Seeing if he could find someone with similar problems. No one had even mentioned Elsyary, but one person. He had no idea who this person was but they had a website and an E-Mail address. Sefton set a message about everything that had happened. If this person knows about Elsyary, they might know more helpful information that just might keep him a live.

The next day he got a reply, the person had wanted to meet him in person and gave him an address. It was 4 states away. Sefton notified his boss that he had an emergency left. As soon as he hit the highway he had started to have car problems. He thought that he had hit something on the road but it seemed to be a piece of the car. 2 hours later a rock from another car had hit his windshield and almost shattered the glass. By the time he arrived at his destination hes car was in ruins and he was scared more than anything he had felt before.

Sefton found the address of the person he met online. It was an apartment in large city that looked fairly new. He find the right door and knocked on it. In a few seconds a person answered the door. It was dark inside he room and the person veiled their self.

“I've been waiting, quickly come inside.”
Sefton did so quickly and as he walked in the person had turned on the lights. It looked perfectly normal and he wondered why this person had the lights.

“The name's Jennifer,” she said taking of the veil covering her head. She looked to slightly older then himself and a pretty normal looking girl.

“My name's Sefton.”

“Got it. The reason I wanted to meet you in person was for security reasons. The Elsyarian government is notorious for putting people that have a lot of power under lock and key. They would not kill as long as I had helped them and not communicated with other people like myself. But I just can't help it, I can't let this power go to waste the way they need it. I figured that I've I passed on what I have to someone else I can live, or die in peace. I've take special preparation to write the instructions. Here...”

She handed him a sheet of paper. It was a full on the back and front with words.

“Aaah,” cried Jennifer, “ It's already starting, I don't have much time to live, I have to transfer the last bit of data quickly and input it to you. I'll be gone, and I won't be back either, so I suggest that you live me. I don't want you getting caught up in my mess. Later.” With that, she fell to the ground, he body limp and her eyes closed. She wore a long sleeve shirt that had been slightly rolled up by the fall. Sefton saw the same machine that he used to reach the other side. He wondered how long it would be until she gave him a new power.

There was no choice but to take the bus back to his hometown. Sefton's car had broke down after that 8 hour trip. This time though, it would take a lot longer to go the way he came. It had been only an hour in the trip, when he felt very odd. He remembered the note he gave him and read it carefully:

If you are reading this note and have taken what I have given you then it would be more then wise to read and memorize the information below.

You have in your possession one, pyramid of material from the land of Elsyary. Because it is in this dimension, it can be controlled much as everything else in Elsyary.It is built to only work under your command!The time it takes to reach the desired form is roughly 30 seconds.If cut in multiple pieces it will take longer to create the desired form.If cut in multiple pieces it can be put back together.

On the opposite side it reads:

To the person who reads this, there are a few things that you need to know. The first is that the power that you have been given is something I learned from a society in Elsyary that helps the living. It was there that they informed me of the workings of the government there. It was corrupt in that it would not persecute its people. Many of the people living there were of some sort of religion where the bad where punished in afterlife. Well, as you may have seen, this is the farthest things from the truth. The old criminals had decided to live lives of solidarity though some did return to their old ways. That is why you and I are in danger. A person with the power to alter the very reality and fabric of time, is very dangerous. Especially when the people would willingly accept you as their lord and savior. A person like that cannot be allowed to live in either world. That, is why were are being hunted and killed. You must do whatever it takes to keep from dieing and fixing Elsyary. People will be looking for your, so be sure to keep a low profile.

Sefton was a little surprised that the girl he met an hour ago, had been to the cities in Elsyary, while all he could get to was an altered space created by his guardian angel. At the time he had more important things to attend to then just exploring. He also wondered why they were not able to catch Jennifer as they did with him. The only way he thought it could be done, was through battle.

Mellisa, who had a very normal day at work was completely oblivious to everything that had happened in the day. Partly this was because of her boyfriend's forgetfulness about calling her in case of emergency. As she went through her day, Sefton was driving toward a nearby city. After making dinner and going through her typical yoga routine she began to grow worried as any one would when some one important to them goes missing. The first, second, third, and fourth time she called his cellphone she got only the voice mail. She then did what any lover would do in such a dire situation; call relatives that they commonly visit to see if he was there. After no leads Mellisa grew more worried but assured herself that he was fine. The next day he was no where to be found until she got home. There she found her boyfriend sprawled out in the living room where she commonly practiced her yoga.

Seeing him in the floor and seemingly lifeless gave her a flashback to the day she found him unconscious in the basement. When she rushed to his side, Mellisa heard a faint sound of snoring and realized he was just sleeping. Though both worried and angry she had decided to let him sleep and covered him with a blanket before going to cook dinner. Even after she had eaten, she noticed he had not awoken and left out the plate of food that she had just cooked. It eventually got late, and as so, she eventually went to sleep. It was not an easy sleep with some of the questions she had in her mind about the disappearance of Sefton. Though she did not feel the same sense of worryment and anger that she did when first seeing him on the floor.

The next morning Sefton was still on the floor, in about the same position he was in yesterday. Mellisa noticed that the plate of food on the table had not been touched, he had slept ever since last the time she came home. Before she went to work, she checked to make sure he was properly covered with the blanket she used on him yesterday and made a fresh meal with a full pot of coffee. Shortly after she left, Sefton had finally woke up. The trip was an extremely long and grueling buss ride back home that went through the night. He forgot that he didn't call home and felt a little guilty that he left his girlfriend in the dark on his recent activities. In his mind he justified a lot of it using the note he had received from Jennifer.

[JediKaren]

"50,000 word novel in 30 days"

If my carpal tunnel didn't kill me, i guess I could have done, had I been starting from day one. I'll help you out and do the spacing for you here.

[neopsychic]

admin said:

"50,000 word novel in 30 days"

If my carpal tunnel didn't kill me, i guess I could have done, had I been starting from day one. I'll help you out and do the spacing for you here.

Big thank you Karen. When I transfered from my writing program everything kinda got screwed up. It takes my like 3 - 4 hours to get 3,000 words each day. I usually do 1k per hour, but I still feel very spent mentally. Ill be posting a continuation to this story every day so be sure to check back if you or anyone else is interested.

Yes I know the beginning is a little crappy but I don't have enough time to edit anything. It's also kinda the theme of the competition.

As of now I already have 1k words written for the grand total of 7k!!

[JediKaren]

Don't worry about editing. If you want, I can run it through word and catch all the obvious stuff. I generally can do 2k in about an hour. A hint for you is to think out the chapter as much as possible, but leave some details clear. Write the chapter out in your head before sitting in front of the computer. Tell the story out loud if you get stuck (alone of course) that always helps me figure out what people should say and stuff. This will all make the typing part go faster.

[neopsychic]

admin said:

Don't worry about editing. If you want, I can run it through word and catch all the obvious stuff. I generally can do 2k in about an hour. A hint for you is to think out the chapter as much as possible, but leave some details clear. Write the chapter out in your head before sitting in front of the computer. Tell the story out loud if you get stuck (alone of course) that always helps me figure out what people should say and stuff. This will all make the typing part go faster.

2k an hour is amazing. I don't have enough time to think about the chapter in as much detail as I would like. Once I start writing I just lose my self in what ever I'm writing in a trance like state. It took me almost 2 years to learn how to write like that. The only time I get stuck is when I get to a slow part and I can't think of what should happen next It's the worst kind of writer's block...

Later on I will post the 3k words I wrote today. I am getting a little bit faster though

Oh. and don't worry about helping me out with grammer/spelling and what not. Everyone else is just writing without worry about small things like that. It's all about the 50k word goal. I just have to keep up the pace of 3k words a day until I can bring the average words per day down to about 2k. I could easily handle that. Compared to 3k

[neopsychic]

Sorry for the double post, I didn't think this would fit with my other message! I'm ending today at 9,085! about 41k to go

By the time Mellisa got home, and began preparing dinner and cleaned himself up. She was surprised that he had not gone to work. “Are you feeling ok now?” she asked in a innocent tone of voice.
“I'm fine. I was just a little worn out by the trip. You see, in my free time I've...” He decided to spill his guts and let everything be known.

“That's horrible,” exclaimed Mellisa, “You should talk to the people of Elsyary, I'm sure they will understand.”

“I don't think that will work, but it is worth a try. This time even you might be able to come with me.” Sefton was overly joyed at a chance to show his girlfriend what he had seen.

“That sounds amazing, I would like to go. Please take me there if you can.”

“Surely I will. Only, I will have to make that machine of gold and diamond to be able to go back. No, wait, I can use that material that Jennifer gave me. If I can truly manipulate it to anything than I should train with it to understand its uses. She said that all I had to do was keep a low profile in everything I do until I can figure out a way to resolve this issue so a little training should be fine. Well I'll get started now...” Sefton put out his hand and tried to focus on putting the material he was given to his hand. It appeared from his hand almost as if it arised from his skin. The material was in a pyramidal shape with a translucent black hue. He focused harder, and his face showed it. Eventually the odd material in his had started to slowly move in a blob like form until it took the form of a rose.

“Here.”

“Wow, that's amazing.” Mellisa was about to grab it but only felt air. “Um, I don't think it worked right.”

“Oh, I think I know what I did, I forgot to give it weight, and the ability for others to touch it. I should probably give it a little color so that it will be a more convincing illusion. Just give me a minute... Alright that should do it! Try to grab it again. This time it should work.” This time Mellisa was able to successfully pick up the rose which looked all to real to not actually exist.

“It's so perfect, almost like a real rose. Ah, it even smells like a real rose too!”

“Pretty neat isn't it? It took me way to long to be able to mold that form. I would estimate almost 2 – 3 minutes. Though the minimum time accessible in this world is only 30 seconds. I will need a lot more training before I can be of more use. Plus, I should try making different shapes and objects too. Ah, like a computer! That would be nice. Then we both could have one instead of sharing. That will be the first thing I try after dinner. Let's eat first I have prepared dinner since I was home most of the time.”

Today's dinner was a French meal called Chicken Crepes. It looked very much like a bread form with a egg white topping with the chicken nowhere to be seen. This was a new meal for the both of them. They quickly ate and cleared off the table. Sefton quickly found the rose that Mellisa had put on the near by counter top and began to focus. The color changed back to a translucent black then grew. It took the form of a computer before the color began to change. It was a laptop that was shiny gold that bore no mark of manufacture. After a few seconds it booted up.

“Amazing. Does it work?” Asked Mellisa. Sefton positioned him self on the opposite side of the table so she could see what he was doing. He had loaded the latest version of a popular operating system. He focused his mind on the desktop and made an icon appear. Double clicked on it, installed it, then ran the program. It was a perfect copy of one of the games he badly wanted.

“Wow I didn't think that would actually work. Well even though we are limited in what we can do with this I bet we can have more fun with it. I have a great idea. You'll really like this one.” Sefton grabbed a small piece of the laptop he was using made it take the form of a ball. It still had the gold color to it.

The ball become flatter until it was just a thick circle. A hole formed in the center and grew until it almost reached the edges. Then it formed a diamond at the top. He put it on his girlfriend's finger, it was 3 inches to large so he shrunk it to a perfect fit and gave it a little weight to feel that it was real. He took another piece of the laptop and made himself a ring in a very similar fashion, only his was just a band. “Ha, it's almost like were married. Sweet jewelry though. I wonder what else I can make. Maybe if I tried hard enough I could make a car. A new cell phone would be nice. I also wouldn't mind a new TV.”

Right before bed Sefton had made a special alarm clock that only he can hear. When Mellisa went asleep he had decided to play a trick against her by putting her upside down in a cocoon suspended from the ceiling. When she awoke Sefton had pretended that she was a spider that had stole his nest. Before she left for work, they planed a weekend trip in a mountainous region only a few hours away. It was a nice place to relax and unwind with very few people. They planned this trip in only about an hour before they parted.

Work, and life for that matter had somewhat returned to normal. Having one less car only put a little stress on the couple. After all, each of them had so many happy memories on their mind even after hearing about some of the odd and horrible things that surrounded them.

When Friday finally came they packed lots of food and clothing before getting in their car and driving to the mountains. They had managed to easily secure a lodging near the top that was usually for a ski resort. Since it was spring and most of the snow was gone, the resort offered camping trips and hikes around the mountains. The place the couple stayed at was fairly large with a kitchen, dinning room, and living room combination from the front door. Double bed one master bed room and a spare bed on the upper floor. By the time they had settled in and unpacked, it was evening. To enjoy the small vacation they drove a short distance a restaurant near by that was famous for catering to the winter crowd.

After dinner they relaxed outside watching the stars and trees of the mountains before going to bed. The next day they woke up early to see about hiking trips. There was one guide who would hike with them in about an hour. So they packed their bags with food and clothes for the trip.

Sefton was very anxious about it, yet really yearned for the beauity of the forest. Hiking wasn't something he had done often but it was something he had loved to do the most. Since he had his material that he could control, which at this time he named Mitral, there was a whole new dimension to hiking that opened up. He began to daydream a lot about losing the guide and surviving on their own with help from the Mitral. This reminded him for what he should do about the situation with Elsyary and when he should take action.

Mellisa on the other hand had a much better time, many people had came up to her and asked her about her ring. She usually exclaimed that it was nothing important. Hiking was a hobby her father had when he was young and often took her with. They almost always went by themselves with nothing but a pack of food a knife and sleeping bags. It was almost natural for the both of them to kill what ever they need using traps they could make. Though it was rare for them to capture anything, it was still fun none the less.

When it was time to meet the guide and pay for the trip they met at a small house/business. It had pamphlets everywhere about different types of hiking trips and awards on the wall about how great of a hiking trip they provided. A middle aged man was there to help them out. The trip was a two day one night trip.

When it finally came time to hike they meet at a spot in a public park. The hiking trail was nearby and already there were 4 people there including the guide.

“Hi there, you guys must be Sefton and Mellisa right?” said the guide.

“Yes that is us,” replied Mellisa.

“Well, welcome the mountain safari! I will be your guide for the next few days, just call me Jan. These three people over to my left,” he motioned to the tree people right of him. It was a family of three. The child was 14 but was probably plenty mature to go on this trip. The introduced themselves, “We are the Meyers, I'm John, this is my wife Audrey, and my son Nate. We just had to try hiking before we leave, and well, here we are!”

“Pleased to meet you,” said Mellisa.

“It will be a pleasure hiking with you everyone,” Sefton continued. Jan quickly interjected, “Well now that we have all of that mumbo jumbo finished let's hike!”

So at about 10 o' clock the hike began. It was still somewhat morning and everyone was very talkative. The Meyers had asked about everyone'es occupation and whether they had like it or not. Sefton had tried to talk about recen news events but nobody was interested. When the clock struck 12 the guide spoke about a spot up ahead with chairs. He had said that they could sit down and have lunch for a few minutes before they set out again.

When they left everyone enjoyed the scenery as the sun hit its peak. Every where they could look there were tall everygreen trees and other types of trees. Bushes tall and thick made sure that they stayed on the same path. The weather was hot enough to wear T-shirts and jeans. But that meant that it would be a cold night, especially with the light breeze. The wind was enough to remind everyone that it was not yet summer.

It was not until many miles and hours later that it was time for another meal. Everyone was already tired, the hunger just added to atmosphere of the hike. The guide had everyone eat before going to the camp site. This was to do make sure that no animals would attack because of the smell of food. With sun setting they had only about a few hours of daylight left before they would be forced to settle down and go to bed.

The camp site that they had reached was a decently sized patch of cleared forest with old World War II tents. Everyone chose their tent and got everything ready for night while Jan had left to search for firewood. There was already a circle of rocks and a few logs that had been left on the fire from a previous hike.

Sefton and Mellisa had finished early and told everyone they were going to explore. It had been only 5 minutes of exploration before the forest had gotten dark enough that it was hard to see. Sefton had used his Mitral to make a lantern to find his way back to camp. Everyone else had a camp fire started and were telling ghost stories. Mellisa and Sefton had returned just in time for the last ghost story. Jan had told it and it went something like this:

Up on these very mountains a long, long time ago a group of hikers much like us had traveled on this exact same path. Everything was beautiful and fun. As they enjoyed the crisp air something had watched them from the safety of the forest. Two people left to go explore their surroundings after they had set up camp. What those people didn't realize was that they were going to see something so horrendous that they would not be able to speak ever again. They returned to the camp, they did not and could not speak about what they saw. When everyone went to bed that night everything seemed to be OK. The leaves were rustling from the wind, and one of the campers was snoring really load. Then, suddenly a beast attacked the campers, it had made the a sound similar to a load snore, when it moved, it was about to start eating the people until it suddenly backed off. Once everyone stopped moving, the beast crept in close again, ready to attack. The people tried to run but instead they heard the beast run away. It turns out that the beast is deadly afraid of the sound of human footsteps. That is why there are trails going around this and other mountains. To protect the people nearby and to keep the beast in the mountains.

“That was sweet,” said Nate, “Now that's a story, not like the other crap kids at school tell.”

“It was great,” said Mellisa, “I almost get scared for a second.” Sefton quickly spoke with a little humor in his voice, “Hey was those to people us?! I think you made that story up.” Jan looked a little surprised. “Kind of, each time I going hiking I make sure to include something from the trip, that way it's more interesting. Though it more or less stays to same as far the message. Well as fun of day we had, I think it's about time to turn in. If you guys want to stay up a little later be my guest, but remember we are still getting up early to continue the hike.”

With that said, Jan had gone to sleep in his tent, and the Meyers were preparing for bed. Sefton altered some of the Mitral to make nice large blanket. It was a special one that felt like a mattress when it was sat on. He had especially made it so that two people could comfortably wrap up in it. Everyone said their good nights, and tried to sleep. Mellisa couldn't sleep and watched the stars over head. She wondered why more people couldn't realize how beautiful everything on the Earth was. The ring on her finger had scratched her and with the scratch it brought thoughts. She looked over to the man she was sleeping with, wondered where they would go next, what they would do with their lives...

The sun rose early as it so often did in the summer. With the quietness of the forest, and the load chirping of the birds, Sefton could not help waking up. The sun was shinning brightly in his eyes. He looked to see if Mellisa was up. She was curled up next to him still asleep. He looked around the camp site to see if everyone else was sleeping. Something seemed out of place. He rubbed his eyes a few times and looked back at his girlfriend to check and see if he was awake. It wasn't a dream the sleeping bags were gone.

“Mellisa,” he said shaking her, “Mellisa, wake up they left us.” Sefton got up to look for any trace of them. The fire was out, there was not even a scrap of food on the ground. He turned around and saw a sheet of folded paper slightly tucked under the blanket he had made. It was a note that said that the Meyer's son Nate had a heart condition that suddenly acted up. They had no choice but to go back to the city as soon as possible. At the bottom of the note was the phone number of the guide a some writing from him about how he will be back soon.

“What does it say?” asked Mellisa.

“It says that we were left here because Nate had a heart condition that suddenly flared up.”

“How will we get back down to the mountain without the guide? We could get lost.”

“Well we could wait here like he said or maybe we can do something else. I got an idea, and this time it's one hell of an idea. I say we fly back down the mountain!”

“You mean...”

“Yes with some altered Mitral. This is going to be awesome. First we should eat what every we have to gain our strength. Then we'll leave. It would be best to fly during the late morning anyways.”

The couple ate a quick meal together in the serenity of the mountain. It was one thing to see the mountains from far away but being on them in person gave it a whole different feel. They talked about the atmosphere of the camp site and the foliage that surrounded them. Sefton even began to reminice about about his life as a child. He had grown up in a large city where he rarely got to see any nature at all. When he moved to a smaller city that lived in harmony with nature, he felt odd at first because the only nature he knew of was concrete. More then ever he thought of how his life was great, he had very little in his life to regret.

Afterwards Mellisa cleaned up and packed everything they were taking back.

[Mr.Experiment]

You will suffer the worst case of Carprel Tunnel, and your Psionic career will be ruined ^^

Good luck, I can probally get 1k a year or so.

I get pretty lazy after the first few paragraphs.
Yet I was always able to rush 20 page research papers into 1-2hrs before it was due.


~Jano

[neopsychic]

kagexcore said:

You will suffer the worst case of Carprel Tunnel, and your Psionic career will be ruined ^^
~Jano

lol thanks for the support.

Another day of work, about 3k of words again. lol ended at page 30 today. So 50k words seems really large now, though I only have 38k to go yayz!!

Together they had made the necessary preparations for the flight. Sefton, in the need to make a cloaking shield, had to use the rings he had made, to make sure everything would work properly. His plan to fly was simple, he made a small pair of wings for the both of them. He made sure to take special consideration to how much Mitral he was using, so that they would not run into any problems. In about 10 minutes they were ready to leave.

“Stay close to me Mellisa, that way if something goes wrong I can carry you until I fix the problem.”

“OK.”

“One more thing, I added a cloaking shield to use when we use the wings. So don't worry about people seeing us. But, that also means we can't just unshield ourselves at anytime, we will have to find a safe area after we land.”

“Right.”

“Well then, let me put your wings on you. They work according to want you want them to do so don't worry about 'driving'.”

“Yes.”

In the sky birds chirped to each other as they flew around together. They had not seen the two invisible humans that were just below them. Since all of them were heading in the same direction Mellisa had decided to follow along. The feeling of flying with the birds was something unbelievable. To look down and see the trees while feeling the air rush by. Watching the birds up close, flying to their next source of food or just a place to rest. Sefton knew that it was their time to head back to the ground to leave, but he could not stop from following the creature just a little bit further. He stopped in mid air and turned to his girlfriend.

“Flying like this is a once in a life time opportunity, let's not go down just yet. I want to fly around these mountains. Being gone a few more hours isn't going to hurt anyone will it?”

“Right, that's sounds great.”

“I'll race you to the top then!”

They flew side by side until they reached to top of the mountain. It was so cold there was still snow at the top. That was the first thing they noticed having only been wearing spring clothing. Sefton had them land at a level place and used their wings to make clothing. They looked out from the top of the mountain at the view bellow. It was not something that most people would dare climb up. Somehow that danger added to it's beauty, with all of the rocks jutting out from different places. The cool air had bit their faces yet at the same time it allowed the clear view of the forest from below.

After they had their fun, they eventually found a place near their car they could remove their shields and wings. Sefton called the guide and told him that he was going to walk out of the forest with Mellisa by themselves. Jan had tokd them the whole story and why they were left behind. When Nate had his heart problems, he stopped breathing and Jan was the only person certified to do CPR. He kept Nate alive while their called a helicopter. The medics needed him just in case it was an allergic reaction, because he knew the lay of the land so well. He had planed to come back for them after they let him leave. Sefton assured him that they would be able to get out by themselves and would call them if they needed help. Jan had gave them his deepest apologies and offered them free hikes in the future. Though it was a tempting offer Sefton declined.

On they way back home Mellisa had spoke of how much fun she had during the trip It had been the best trip both of them ever had. However, Sefton once again began to think about Elsyary. He thought about it and decided on returning that night.

When night came and everyone was in bed. Sefton made preparations to go to Elsyary. When the machine was rebuilt he found the same place in the basement that he had used before to leave. At first he was a little scared because of how dangerous this could be. It didn't not stop him though, he knew that if he did not do anything, the marking would return and he would die soon after.

He focused on the diamond that was connected to the wires that ran up his arm. Almost instantaneously he was looking at his body on the floor, then blacked out. Sefton felt the rain on his shoulders, he was back in the altered space of Elsyary. He created a door to the real Elsyary and walked through. On the inside of the door was a room. Someody screamed in a language he could not understand. It was some little girl and her mother watching playing some sort of board game. He tried his best to apologize in a way that they would understand but ended up just walking out their front door.

Outside it looked to be night. Up above the sky was a swirling wind of a blackish yellow and green. The only light he saw was from the street lights and the lights of the houses. He noticed what everyone else would have if they came to this dreary place, it looked much like what we normal see in Earth. It was as if somebody copied and pasted a city into this place void of light. Houses were sometimes typical one to two stories but some were definitively not Western.

The streets themselves were concert but more interestingly, was that they were empty. There was not one person to be seen. With the lack of noise and people, Sefton become a little nervous. He worried about getting caught more then ever. A strange noise came from above, and a creature landed on a light post. It was a bird made of the same swiriling colors as the sky.

He created a bicycle and began pedaling. Having now idea where exactly he was Sefton moved about the streets looking for someone that could help him. In his mind he saw one alternative to just rushing into a place where he could be considered either highly dangerous or a savior. That other plan was to find some one who could speak English but also be indifferent to who he was. However, the problem with this was who to choice. He already entered Elsyary in somebody else's home. Had they notified somebody about what they had seen or had they merely shrugged it off as a bad thief?

Time stands still for now one, just because a man is in different world did not mean he is immune. A sunlight of sorts had started to brighten things up a bit. This, in it self presented it's own problems though it cleared up some questions. Sefton realized that it was night time, much as it was on Earth when he left it. He also realized that the reason he had not seen anyone was because it was night time.

Quickly Sefton looked at all of the houses. Which one would be the best, which one would cause him the most problems. He remembered the whole philosophy behind Elsyary, it was a place after death to house those who have died, giving them new life. It was very obvious what he had to do, he just had to visit someone he knew. Being so young made his problem a little harder, yet it was also comforting to know that most people he knew where still alive. There, was one person, however, that he did know was dead, but they had not spoke much at all. His grandfather died from a heart attack at a fairly young age. They barely knew each other but it was better then nothing.

Sefton destroyed the bicycle and made a door, he walked through and on the other side, entered a house. He found him self in a room with a bunch of coats. He opened the door and looked around, it was a decent place with fairly new stuff. To the left was a kitchen, the right, a wall, and up ahead was a living room. It seemed empty, even though the lights were on. Sefton walked through the living room and looked around, there he saw his Grandpa Ivor sleeping on a recliner. He shook his grandfather softly.

“Grandpa, Grandpa wake up, it's Sefton.” It took his grandfather a while to wake up.

“Wha, Sefton?! You mean what's his name's son, what are you doing here?”

“Well, I kinda looked you up, and found you living here. I ...”

“How did you get here?”

“You mean this house?”

“No, no grandson, how did you end up dead? Ah, and so young too, it better not have been drugs.”

“No, no, you see, that's why I'm here, I'm not dead.”

“What? Whaddya mean your not dead? Then how did you get here?”

“That, is a little hard to explain, let's just say I used a little machine I heard of. But enough of that, the reason I came to find you is I need your help with something. I need someone I can trust.”

“Well since you came all they way here, how can I not help you.”

“Alright. Well here's the thing. From what I learned Elsyary's government doesn't like the living humans coming to this world. So I need to know...”

“Wait, wait, you're messing around the the Elsyan government?! You should have came to me first be fore messing with those people.”
“What? I thought Elsyary is a place, this place.”

“No, no my boy, you got it all wrong. You see, Elsyary is the capitol city of the Elsyan people. They where the original inhabitants of this land. They are an odd people, they have the ability to manipulate some of the things around them. But only, slightly, they can not alter anything they do not touch and only a thimble size piece can be altered.”

“Hold on a sec, then what is this place we are in called.”
“Heaven, nirvana, place of the dead, people call it all types of things I've never even heard of before. Most people just call it whatever they feel comfortable with. Although I think everyone would agree that this place is no heaven at all. Now how can you die in heaven? That doesn't make any sense. Many people also believe that this is purgatory. That place of judgment before you get to go to heaven. I think they're stupid. I haven't seen any judges like that and those here.”

“So what are the Elsyan's exactly?”

“They are a race much like humans, well they look like humans, I'm not sure if they are the same on the inside. But they are the ruling class in this place. They control just about everything that goes on her. If this were Earth the people would have revolted a long time ago. But they have been clouded in their judgment. They still think that Elsyans are some kind of angel sent to protect the people. No matter what anyone says, very few actually listen. Thankfully there is a place on the outskirts of this realm, where very few people can enter. It's a place of scholars. I hear there are many people from Earth that go there to learn things that we can't learn on Earth.”

“What's with their government, if I'm being looked for, I might want to know why and their capabilities.”

“Oh yes, The Elsyan government. You shouldn't done what ever it is you did to get them to come after you. These Elsyans are beyond anything the living have even dreamed of. The have relatively small amounts of power here, but in the real world it is greatly amplified by their genetic make up, or so I've been told. I talked to a scholar about this, they say that humans and Elsyans are kind of like opposites. Humans have very small, if any abilities to alter the world around them when they are on Earth. But in heaven, they have a huge amount of power. Likewise, the Elsyans have very little power here, but huge amounts on Earth. The only problem is being able to change to the other dimension or realm, while still being alive. The Elsyans had learned how to do it many thousands of years ago, but something happened that made it so they could no longer switch between worlds. What the people of Elsyary are trying to do is reclaim their power over Earth and exploit the people as they had once done before. A lot of the living don't know that the reason their history only date's back to specific periods is because of the slavery that the human race had endured. They thought they were serving the gods of their culture, but all they were doing was obeying a living breathing creature no different from you and me.

“Wow, I didn't know it went that deep. So I guess that makes me a wanted person right?”

“More then ever grandson. If you do have the power of creation, could you make me a pizza, there was this pizza place near by your house that I would always eat at. It had the best pizza in the world. Nothing would be better then a cheese pizza from that place once again.”

“Don't worry I'll take care of that.” Sefton, held out his hand. From it silver speck appeared and grew until it became a pan. Then the pizza appeared in much the same fashion. He handed it over to his grandfather, who more then graciously took it off of his hands.

“Thanks a lot, your my favorite grandson now!” he said jokingly. He grabbed a slice of pizza and started to eat. “So how's your living going so far?”

“I'm a computer programmer, my girlfriend is in a management position at an insurance company.”

“Wow, I sure missed a lot. Sounds like you guys are making some good money. To bad I couldn't meet this girl of yours. You planning on marrying her?”

“Hmm, I never that of marriage. Then again we have been together for many years. If you want to see her I can make a hologram.”

“A hollow what?”

“Don't worry about it I'll show you.” Sefton, focused on the ground and made a circular machine with a button on it. He pressed it and a miniature version of Mellisa popped up.”

“Real nice. It looks like you've done pretty well for yourself.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Anything else you wanted to ask me?”

“Yeah, well sort of. When I first went to this separate dimension, or whatever it is, I entered a place with rain, clouds, a mirror floor, and endless space either way. Have you ever heard about that.”

“Heard of it? Just about everyone knows about that. That's some sort of holding chamber the Elsyans hold prisoners in. That's really not good if you've been there. How did that happen?”

“That machine I told you of, took me there. Well all it did was separate my soul from my body, after that I just black out and end up there. The first time I was there it was just empty space. I was at work and I just, fell out of my body and back into that altered space. That was wen a man appeared and said that I was not to go any further. He had said that he was my guardian angel and that it was not permitted. When I tried to ask him some questions he said I did not have the authority to do that, and to just go back. Later on my body had this marking all over it and it started to hurt really bad. I slipped out of my body again, and this time I learned that this guy was trying to kill me. When I was there the second time I had accidentally learned that I could alter the world there, so I killed him went to my body and healed it.”

“Now, that's strange, even though you were separated from you body you still had enough power in the human realm to manipulate reality. I have never heard of anything like that before. Then again I have never heard of any guardian angels outside of religion. There is something like that here, where humans can follow along and help a host out. In return they get longer life from the natural energies that humans create. But an Elsyan doing that is unheard of. They are supposed to be extremely toxic to humans. That is if they are able to attach themselves to a host. That is a really rare occurrence you know. ”

“Ah, there was a woman I met a long while before I got here. Her name was Jennifer. She had gave me some of the power she had obtained when she came her.”

“You don't mean THE Jennifer do you?” grandfather Ivor stood up, “ Everyone knew of her as Jennifer the mighty. She had killed millions of people 20- 30 years ago in a few days. After she left, everyone became freightened and people where scared of another living person hurting so many. Most of them were Elsyan scholars and a quite a few were humans. When the government held her

[JediKaren]

what happened? Got sick of writing?

[Rippy]

Good luck!
I started but gave up a while back. Lol.

[JediKaren]

my story is going to be slow, but that's ok. It took me 6 months to write 144 pages.

[neopsychic]

lol sorry about forgetting to post about this Karen. I stopped at page 40 (It's short story now XD).

responsible and tried to kill her. She escaped and returned to the real world and never returned. With the combined power of of the Elsyan people they had designed a sentinel that would stop her from coming back. It was one of the few times the Elsyans were able to collectively come together and accomplish a single mission. But, as usual with any society, the higher ups and a little extra to it. They add a prevention program that would not allow more to come to this world.”

“So, the Elsyans do have enough power to create things in this world.”

“Ah, not exactly true. Their sentinel was a single person. A Elsyan who they had chosen, was given permission and weapons to stop living humans from breaking through to this realm. If they meant know harm he would not interfere, but if they repeatedly returned, he would be forced to intervene. As political life became rough once again, as it often does in this place, the Elsyans had to find a way to solidify their power by keeping the people happy. The only way to do that was create a person who pretends to save the people, but in reality, just removes them from existence. It's the perfect plan because the people who think they are going to the real heaven are some what extremists in their views and would be put out of the political role. Then all those who are left are those who have accepted them as their leaders, and those who won't rise up in violent ways.”

“I think I understand now grandfather. The Elsyans were planning to isolate Jennifer from everyone else. That way the only way she could talk to people about the horrendous things she had done was through the net. She was a wild beast he had been tricked into helping the wrong people. That would also mean that if I met an Elsyan, there would be a good chance that they would try to manipulate me into doing their dirty work. My god, this is so hard to understand. I just don't know what I should do.”

“Before you make a plan on what you should do, you should listen to the rest of what I know. Well, as you have heard, the Elsyans are also interested in returning to the human world to rule once again. Only that can't remember how to, the ability was lost many many years ago. It wasn't until they had experienced the power of Jennifer the mighty, did they realize that such a thing was still possible. I would be very careful with those Elsyans. If they get you to become their savior they will try and figure out how you got here so they can return to Earth and rule once again. They will find out sooner or later, they have many scholars working on it and are expecting a big break through any year now. What you need to do Sefton, is make a plan to help the human, stop the Elsyans and destroy any research on dimensional transfers. That may sound like a daunting task, but with your power and little thinking, I'm sure the answer will come to you. I'd like to help you out and all, but you kind of interpreted my nap.”

“Oh, well I'm sorry for disturbing you. I think I'll be going back home now. I have way to much to think about.”

“Well try not to waste too much time, and tell you dad that I'm doing just fine. I know he's a big cry baby over everything so that should get him to stop wining for once. Hopefully well be able to meet again.”

“Yeah. Well,it'd good bye for now.” Sefton's grandfather raised his hand as a sign of farewell. In the thick of the air a door appeared. “Sef, if you need help for anything let me know. I've quite a few people in this place. Just remember that your not alone in this fight.”

“Thanks for your help,” said Sefton entering the door. He blacked out and woke up the next morning with a bad pain in his back. Sleepin on the floor was not such a bright idea. The sun had already rose but the house was silent. Sefton quickly rushed to the kitchen. It looked fairly clean. From this he deduced that Mellisa was still asleep. He thought about the work he had to do throughout the day.

When his girlfriend woke up, Sefton had breakfast made. He tried his best to explain everything that happened that night. Though it was morning Mellisa tried to focus on what he was saying but she just ended up nodding at all his questions.

“I'm sorry Sef, I wasn't paying any attention, could you please repeat that?” He repeated everything, before he looked at the clock and saw that she had to go.

“Sorry about making you late, we can talk about it when we get home. Oops, I forgot I have work soon also. See you later then.” Sefton let Mellisa go to work as he prepared himself to leave also.

Throughout he could not stop think about the long talk he had had with his grandfather. That old man was pretty nice, and Sefton had regretted not being able to meet him alive. This did not stop him from thinking up more things to ask his grandfather. While he did that he also began to think up a plan. The most important thing he need to do was to stop the Elsyan, from coming to earth. He devised a few ways to prevent this, one was to kill of all of the Elsyans. Another one would be to destroy the information that pertained to the inter-dimensional travel. Destroying the information would allow humans many more centuries of peace until some one else would have to fight and repeat the process.

The second important part of the plan was to free the people of their suppression by somehow giving them power. Sefton realized what he was going against when he thought about this. It was religious fanatics and non religious fanatics who would strongly believe what every their religion said. The only way he could get their help was if he played the role of god or savior or what every they wanted him to be. This choice was way to big for just one man to make. Sefton knew this and tried to forget about his until he had finished work.

When he got home Mellisa had been watching TV, she said that pizza was going to be delivered to their house for dinner. She turned off the TV. Sefton walked into the living room and sat on the couch next to her. He retold her about what had happened and some of the ideas he had at work. He begged the woman in front of him to give him any thoughts, opinions, or ideas that might make things a little easier.

“So brutal. There really isn't a way to avoid hurting others is there? Well there's no choice but to figure out a way to fight. Since you will be fighting in a place you do not understand, it would be best for you to talk to your grandfather again. If there are not many differences between the world then you should be fine. I think, that knowing the limits to which you can control things is also very important in any fight. You said you have all this power, why not just make a separate world so everyone can live peacefully? If that can't be done maybe you can get them to exist peacefully together. Then if that doesn't work and you have to fight them, you could trick them somehow, into being captured. You really shouldn't tried to hurt anyone.”

“Yeah, I guess your right.”

“Well then, its been decided, you won't hurt anyone if you can help it.”

“Right. Um, Mel, there's one thing I wanted to ask. That is, a question came to me a few minutes ago. And well, I was thinking that it was strange that you believe everything I tell you. Why don't you think I've gone crazy?”

“Trust. It's because I trust you no matter what. When I first met you, the first thing I knew was that I could trust you to do the right thing no matter what. I truly believe that.”

“I never knew you thought that. Well then, I promise you that I won't ever betray your trust. I won't hurt anyone.”

“Ah, that's great.”

“Now that I have enough knowledge about moving in between worlds and the world that lie beyond this one, I could show you. It's not very scary at all. I can meet people who have already died. My grandfather helped me out a lot and I almost never met him before.”

“OK that sounds like fun. Though I am a little nervous.”

“Don't worry, your with me. There should be nothing to worry about, well do it tonight, as soon as we get into bed. If we don't do it towards the night we won't be able to work tomorrow. Maybe we can go there for a few hours before bed time so we can get the hang of it.”

“That sounds great.” After the pizza arrived and they ate dinner., the two of them returned to the living room and layed down on the floor. Sefton made some quick preparations in making the machines both of them were using. Once he had set everything up he described to his girlfriend how to work it as well as what to expect. Both of their bodies went limp as they left their body and blacked out. Sefton was the first to recover. He knew the place he was at all too well, it luminous clouds over head were beginning to grow dull and more depressing.

“Mellisa!?”

“Yes,” came a voice behind him. She was behind him.

“There you are. Oh, I forgot to tell you how to control things in this world. Just focus an image of what you want and it will pretty much appear. It's as simple as that. Do you want us to stay together? If you want to visit some one you know by yourself go on ahead. I have something to ask my grandfather. Other wise you can come with me.”

“Most of my family is alive and I would much rather be with you.”

“Alright, I'll make a door and we can go.” Sefton created a door way that was larger then the usual one he had created. He grabbed Mellisa's hand and pulled her through. They appeared in grandfather Ivor's living room again.

“Grandpa! It's Sefton!”

“Sefton!?” came a cry from some where in the house. The old man came from behind a wall, probably his bedroom.

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“It's so early in the morning, you really need to stop visiting every time I'm in the middle of sleep. I'm already dead, someday your going to end up killing me a second time. Ah, but who is this beauty? You must be Mellia right? Sefton told me about you.”

“Pleased to meet you Mr. Ivor, she said giving him a hug.”

“So what brings you love birds back to heaven? Most definitively not the sights eh?”

“Well,” said Sefton, “I had a question or two I wanted to ask. Mellisa is here because I wanted to show her around. I wanted to ask you about. First, about how many people live in Elsyary?”

“Wow, that's a tough one. Um, I would say about 150 million easy.”

“OK,” replied Sefton sarcastically, “ that ruins a lot of my plans. Second question what do you know about the power of the living in this realm? Is there a limit, can you die, what can't you do”

“A lot of people have done research on that kind of stuff. I have heard that the power of the living in this world is creation. Human's only have the power to create, they can not just will things to be destroyed. As for other limits, yes you can die, just about as easily as on Earth. I what humans can do in the real world in terms of the power of creation, is ten times greater. This is because of the energy this place is made out of. The problem for use dead guys is that our bodies on this plane don't produce some kind of bio-energy that would normally allow us to manipulate it. A few people had tried to alter their genes and use other methods to manipulate the energy, but most people ended up killing themselves pretty easily. That's why nobody tries anything stupid like that anymore.”

“OK. Thanks a lot grandpa. I don't know what I would do without you. Well me and Mellisa was going to have a night out on the city. What's there to do around here?”

“Well, if you follow the street outside this house to the right and take a left then head straight for a while you can catch the city. There is so much stuff to do there. You wouldn't be able to do everything in one day so choose wisely. If I would you I would check out the market there. They sell everything from bombs to really weird creatures. The funny thing is that, there are creatures from other planets that live here, so they sell some really strange stuff. Hold on I'll get you my reactor key. You can't go anywhere without a set of wheels!” Grandfather Ivor slowly walked behind the wall he had just came from. Many noises of him moving stuff could be heard in the living room. When he came back he had what looked like a medieval key except it was a dull yellow.

“It looks almost gold,” exclaimed Mellisa.

“It's somewhat like a key to the car. But don't misunderstand, it's not a normal car. Follow me guys I'll show you my pride and joy.” The old man slowly showed them to a garage that looked like one from Earth. The lights flashed on without hesitation when he flipped a switch.

“A black Mercedes SLR!? I thought you said this wasn't a normal car.”

“I know grandson, that's because it not. It's a custom job I payed for. Actually it hovers, as to most vehicle in this realm do. So don't expect those wheels to do any spinning. Here, let me start her up for ya.” He slowly headed towards the car and opened the door. A click and a hum came from the key as he inserted it into the car. When the machine started, it made a quiet humming noise that was very hard to hear.

“One last thing grandson, this thing pretty much drives it self. Just tell it to go downtown and you should be fine. When your done just tell it to go back home, it will take care of the parking and everything else so don't worry about that. If you get into trouble in the city don't worry about the car, I know you can repay me back really easily. You two have a good time, I'm going back to bed.”

“Thanks gramps, I'll talk to you later.” Sefton's grandfather walked back inside the house and closed the door. The door was still open to the car and he motioned for Mellisa to get in. She disappeared and reappeared in the passenger side. Sefton laughed he had not expected her to get used to this new world so fast. They both agreed that under no circumstances should they use their power outside of grandfather Ivor's house or the car.

“Well this should be interesting,” said Sefton, “Car to downtown!” The machine seemed to jump to life as the garage door opened and it floated a little bit of the ground before moving. Through the car's sunroof they saw the yellow green atmosphere and the weird creatures that were made of the same odd material. Many different types of houses passed by as they moved by. Some people were outside walking around or getting their mail. It seemed surreal because of the quietness of the car and the extremely smooth ride they had.

As they rode on, soon they were able to see the city. It had looked like the American city called New York, except much larger. “Ah Sefton, we left our bodies on the floor, do you think they will be alright? Maybe we should go back and put ourselves to bed.”

“Don't worry. It's fine, it's fine. We just might wake up with a little pain tomorrow. But look at when we get to do in return. Here we can make good memories with each other.”

“Right. Let's make good memories together.” They were both excited and worried, both about having an important time schedule they had to keep in the real world and the mysteries and strangeness of this new one. Immediately they thought of what interested them and what might exist in this world. Sefton imagined programmers that use fancy new computers and new tasty looking food. Mellisa thought of parks and the odd clothing styles that they would have there.

As they got closer and closer to the city they could see more and more details of the city and it's beautiful architecture. It was incomparable to anything in Earth. Some of things that were there were obvious derivatives of some Earthly counterparts. Other buildings were definitively of some alien race. Just driving in itself was interesting. It was an amazing site to see some building that looked like they were designed after things most people only saw in movies.

“Hey, Mellisa, do you think they have magic and that sort of stuff in this place?”

“Well I would hope so but I don't think that is very likely. If it were possible I would think you grandfather might have said something about it.”

“I guess your right. So, what do you want do to first?”

“What ever you want.”

“Then let's go to... a museum! Car to the nearest museum.” A lot of computerized “thinking” was going on within the computer's circuitry before it had spat out an answer. It had a human quality to it's voice that was very unexpected.

“Understood. Estimated time of arrival: 15 minutes. Any other requests?”

“No,” said Sefton. They both waited for the car to take them to the museum. To pass they time they admired the odd tranquility of the place around them as well as some of the creatures that inhabited the place.

Just as the car, had estimated, it took about 15 minutes for them to get to the museum. It was an enormous one like they have never seem before. It was made out of some kind of marble like material that had an odd swirling design that made it seem very futuristic and foreign. From the out side it appeared to be a castle with multiple floors to it. There was a dome on the top with a lantern that made it stand out from all of the other buildings. In some respects, it actually looked somewhat normal compared to many of the other building in the city there.

The car drove it self into a near by parking garage and found a spot. When the car came to a stop it floated down to the ground and opened the doors. “Hercules Museum of Art and History,” said the car in a very monotone voice. Out of the dash board appeared a white slip of paper. Mellisa grabbed it and red the words it had printed on it. “It's a ticket for us to remember where we parked.”

“Well that's nice and all,but look at this museum. This thing is huge. I've never seen anything like this.” They grabbed each other's hand and walked to the museum together.

The entrance of the museum was a large iron wrought gate that looked medieval. It was open to a courtyard also of the same medieval design. There was a visible array of flowers and other fauna that that surrounded the whole museum, but from what was visible the back yard of this place would be large enough to house a football stadium. They continued on to the front where there was a wooden gate with iron wrought on it. There were two people standing inside of the building just outside the entranceway. They offered a greeting as the couple walked through.

“Welcome to the Hercules Museum of Art and History,” they said at the same time. “In front of you is a sculpture of the great Hercules, who donated the funds for this museum that was built in his name. If you keep going you will find yourself in the main hall which branches to the east, west, and courtyard. The east wing has sculptures, they west has hand crafted objects and other 3-D objects. Mosts tourist prefer the main hall, which has most of the art, with thousands of paintings from various artists throughout history. Afterwards you have an option to see the latest landscape architecture out in the courtyard, which also has a restaurant and table to relax in. On the second floor, there are more paintings, sculptures, and 3-D art. Finally, on the third floor is the dome.

“Wow,” said Sefton. He turned to Mellisa, “Well, where should we start?”

“The dome looks amazing let's go see that. Um, excuse me sirs, but where are the stairs?” Without even turning the guards replied, “Just beyond this room to both the left and the right.”

“Then it's settled, onward,” said Sefton pointing ahead. They began to walk into the room f the Hercules statue. It had showed him in the armor of his time with a strange weapon they had not seen before. The stature was more then big, it was colossal. From the looks of it, it had to be a total of 30 feet or taller. In comparison to the room, which on it's on was very large by itself, made it seem like this place was a home for giants. The dome at up above only exaggerated this feeling. There were no words to describe how they of what they saw.

In the main hall, it was just that, large hall. What made it worthy of being in a museum named after Hercules was the sheer length of it. It seemed as if the hallway stretched to infinity. They noticed some of the famous artists from Earth like Picaso and Da Vinci, but some were in languages they have never even seen before. Before continuing further down the hallway, Mellisa dragged her boyfriend onto the second floor. It was just a single room that was unimaginably large. There were many sculptures and odd pieces of art that littered the floor with many works of art on the walls. Behind them, on the wall, was a large sign that said, “Stairway to dome, directly ahead.” It was obvious that there was a stairway ahead of them, but any normal person would have been overwhelmed to look for a staircase in a large place like his. Fortunately, the people who organized the sculptures had arranged it in such a way that if you got lost, the designs would either point to a wall or to the stair case which was surrounded by the most beautiful sculptures that existed in the universe.

The stair way to the dome was in it self a piece of art. It was made out of the same marble like substance that the building was made out of and it was one of the largest spiral staircases that ever existed. Upon walking up the staircase, parts of the third floor became more visible. The whole room gave the impression of a gigantic dais with a figure sculpted out of gold into it. With further observation it could be easily said that this was an extremely large scale engraving of the Hercules sculpture on the first floor. Up above them was the dome that the door men had talked about. It was as almost as large as the room. So large in fact, that it covered their whole field of vision when they looked up. What was more aw inspiring was the painted picture, it was a painting of a sky that looked so realistic that both Sefton and Mellisa had almost mistaken the fact that they were in an enclosed space.

After they had seen this they had decided on looking around the third floor for more interesting things. They had found it when they had reached a wall. It seemed to be glass when looked at from a distance, but with closer inspection one would notice that this was a one – way mirror to the outside. The museum had seemed small when they had seen it from a distance, but in comparison with some of the skyscrapers next to it, this museum easy challenged their height. This massive sight only added on to the power, wisdom, and intellect that resided within this world. Now more then every they realized not only who they were up against, but who they might be fighting with.