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Note: Sorry for all of the delays recently. A member of my family is in the hospital. The ICU, actually, so I've been spending most of my time there. He should be completely stable soon, so the delays may get shorter, and shorter. Sorry again. One more thing. I forgot to mention that I don't follow the Nsync of real life. I don't know anything about them, really. Other than what they look like, that is. So, if I contradict something about them... Leave it alone. :) Also, if I turn back the hands of time, and have their appearances magically change to what it once was... That means I didn't like something one of them did to their hair, or whatever... That I didn't see it, or that I'm making it up for lack of knowledge. That said... On with the story!
-LilAlfie
P.S. I remembered how terrible my appearances were early on, so I'll be re-describing a few of those characters introduced early on. I'll try to find creative ways to do it, but they may seem corny and obvious... It's a hard thing to do...
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A huge explosion could be seen from the dock. Pieces of the jail splashed into the water.
"Never again." I whispered as I stepped onto the ship.
Chapter 24:
As Isaiah said, the Captain of the ship quickly agreed to take us anywhere we wanted to go. The guard from Luna was standing at the edge of the ship, looking over. I walked up to him slowly, trying to determine whether, or not he was sick. When I realized he wasn't, I tapped his shoulder gently. He spun around, and smiled. "Sorry about that." He said, turning back to the sea. "About what?" I stepped up next to him. "Tagging along without asking someone. It was rude. I do, however, have a reason." He sighed as he finished his sentence. He was remembering something. "Reasons?" A tear fell, disappearing into the crystal blue water below. "I'm not exactly from here." He started, softly. It was obvious that pain accompanied this memory. "I've only been here five long years. I don't know how it happened, nor why it happened." He was avoiding a certain part of the memory. The center of the pain, it seemed. "I just showed up here one day. I was almost killed. I had never seen a dragon in my life!" More tears fell as he got closer to the end of his story. "Where are you from? Maybe we can get you home." I said, confident that the captain would do anything if I asked. The guard laughed, not believing that I could do it. "I'm from a place that you've probably never even heard of. I'm from Florida." "Florida?!" Joey had been walking by. "You're from Florida?" He said, running up to the guard. "Yes, I am. You've heard of it?" Joey chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I've heard of it. I'll be right back. Don't move." He practically stumbled over himself running toward the cabins.
"So, What's your name?" I said, recovering from Joey's reaction. "Everyone calls me Cletus, here." He chuckled softly. "It means 'summoned.' My real name is Logan." Feet shuffling behind us made us turn. Joey was back, along with Justin, Lance, JC, and Chris. Logan looked at me, confused. Thinking Florida was a town I hadn't heard of, I returned the look. "You're from Florida?" They all asked in unison, excluding Joey. "Yes, I am." They all looked at each other, surprised. "You're from our dimension?" Shock was evident on Logan's face. "You're all...?" They nodded before he finished his sentence. "There's so much I want to ask you. Has it changed? Is it worse? Do you know anyone by the name of Taylor Patterson?" At that moment, it hit me. I turned Logan to face me, looking into his eyes. I held him there, reading everything. His emotions, fears, and memories. I let him go, staggering from the wave of emotions that hit me. Anger, fear, sadness. They were slowly mixing, forming the most dangerous emotion. Pure rage would soon be taking over his body if something wasn't done. "I understand." I said, simply. He looked at me, dazed. "I've met some strange people during my stay here, but none like you. I could feel you just turning the pages of my mind. Please don't do that anymore."
"They shouldn't have destroyed them so easily." Altimus was hovering above his throne. "Yes, sire. They have grown more powerful than we anticipated." Malak stood before the ball, looking down. "Why didn't you destroy them when you had the chance?" Malak looked at him. "Celeste intervened. I was so close to destroying them. She told him most of the story, but neglected the most important details." Altimus flashed, and fell to the throne. A tall figure emerged from the shadows. His long black hair brushed the pure black marble floor. His robes were also black. Everything was black, other than his skin. His skin had no color. It was whiter than fresh snow on the highest peaks of the highest mountain. "He must never know the whole story. Kill her." A look of surprise and confusion spread over Malak's face. "Kill her? I can't do that!" Altimus laughed. "So weak. I don't know why I allow you to exist."
I left them to talk with Logan on the deck. I rolled over in my bed, unable to sleep. I sat up, moving the blanket from my body as I did. I stood and walked to the mirror. I stopped, and looked. I studied the form in the mirror. I was much bigger than before. The usual crystal blue color of my eyes wasn't as bright as always. I was exhausted. Four hours had passed since I left the deck. I looked down my body, noticing how much bigger all of my muscles were. My stomach was flat, but not defined. When I saw a hint of definition in my ABS, I usually tried to erase it by eating. I prefer not having over developed muscles. My body was hairless from my waist up. A small trail of light blond, almost white, hair trailed down from my navel. It disappeared under the waistband of my shorts. When my shorts ended, the hair continued, covering my legs in more light colored hair. I followed my body back up, stopping again at my face. I smiled, showing small dimples on each side. My hair was spiked on one side where the pillow had pushed it up. "Why can't there be a single cute person in the world not be conceited, too?" Justin asked from the second bed in the room. I looked over my shoulder and smiled. "That would be two worlds, now." He though about it and nodded. "Well, at least I'm not sleeping in the other bed because I want to." I smirked and walked back to my bed. I pulled the blanket over me, and rolled to face Justin. He rolled his eyes and got out of his bed. He walked across the room and pulled the blanket down. He literally jumped into the bed, and pulled the blanket back up. He rolled to face me and smiled. "Happy?" I leaned in and kissed him lightly. I expected him to end it there. Instead he draped his arm around me, lightly rubbing my back. I parted my lips, and extended my tongue, touching his lips. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, letting my tongue massage his. He ran his tongue over mine, barely able to move it. I pulled back and looked at him. I smiled as his eyes slowly opened. I gave him a quick kiss, and pulled him close. He pressed his forehead against mine. My eyes drooped until I couldn't open them with any amount of force.
My dreams weren't fragmented memories as usual. Instead, I was in a strange place full people. They were wearing strange clothes. The magic in this place was intense. My body was glowing. It was drawing all of the magic it could because of the surplus in this place. The glow faded as my body was satisfied. As soon as this happened as dark cloud covered the sun. A voice boomed through the blurred scenery. The people became blurred. I couldn't make out anything. "I will avenge..." I sat up in bed. The sun was warm on my face. The ship wasn't moving. Justin was still asleep. I was still amazed at how much these people slept. I heard footsteps outside the cabin door. I slipped out of bed, and but my robes on. I walked to the door and opened it. I stepped out, looked around, and saw a huge castle, even bigger than Camelot. "So, this is Fortuna?" Chris walked by my door, stopping just as he passed it. He leaned to one side and peeked into the door. "Isn't that your bed?" I nodded. Chris chuckled. "I guess I was right when I told him there wasn't a man on earth that would want him." I smiled and looked back to the castle. "We're going to have to find our way through that thing." I was nervous. I didn't know what was going to happen. The king of Fortuna was known for his decisions. He made decisions instantly, and stuck to them. It was either yes, or death. That's how this city had kept it's peace for so long. I knew there would be a possibility of him wanting to keep the peace even longer. Therefore sentencing us to death. There was no way we could fight an entire army alone.
"They've reached Fortuna, Master!" Screeched an imp. The imp suddenly exploded, pieces of it's body splattering on the wall. "I know that, you stupid creature! I know everything." Altimus was especially angry. "It doesn't matter. The one thing I can't see is sure to be a success. Malak will succeed. There is too much at stake for him to lose." The imps jumped and screeched. "Silence! I don't know why I talk to you pathetic creatures. I know you'd turn on me in an instant if you had the power."
I'm gonna end it here so I can get this out. I apologize once again for the delay. I don't want to go through all the backspacing, highlighting, deleting ... so I won't change the note at the top. The family member that's in the hospital is out of the ICU, and I don't spend as much time with him. I should be able to spend a LOT more time writing, so the delays should be over ... if my luck decides to stop involving family emergencies, that is... Anyway... Feedback! C'mon.. Morbddream@AOL.com You don't have to like the story to e-mail me.. e-mail me and say you hate it... Just e-mail me. :) If that's too much trouble ICQ me... 91084755... IMs, too. I'm always on Morbddream. I know this is a little late, but... Merry Christmas, Chanukah, Solstice, or whatever you celebrate. Byeeeeeeeeeee! (My cousin always uses the extra E's... It's kinda rubbed off.. )