Chapter 1
Red fog poured into the barren wasteland. Sometimes when the fog brushed up against him, it morphed into a boney hand and grazed its nails over his bare skin. Groans of pain and suffering emitted from the foggy area while in the darkest corners of the, shrill, high-pitched laughter could be heard. Shadows skittered past him, some large and monstrous, others small and cryptic. All of them demonic no matter the size. Their high-pitched screaming and squealing sounded like a nightmarish symphony.
Joe groaned in pain, the migraine in his head unbearable, as if a tiny parasite was burrowing their way out after sucking enough of the host's nutrients. Joe attempted to stand up, but he gave up and crawled on his hands and knees like a dog. Once again, the boney hands reached out towards him and Joe quickened the pace. He cried in surprise as an icy hand grabbed his ankle. Joe slapped the hand and it vanished. His breath came in short, rapid gasps. He was scared out of his wits, his body felt raw and bruised and his head wouldn't stop hurting.
"What is this place?" He asked himself. The sound of his voice echoing was the only reply.
"It's like a nightmare," he said to himself. "Or is this how hell's supposed to look like?"
There was a scream, a scream of fear. The fog around Joe bloomed and it darkened in color. The fog seemed to radiate and Joe saw things run past him. At first he thought he was going crazy, until he squinted at it. He saw something more, like someone's silhouette. The first one was a girl; it had a petite, willowy body and it moved with a sense of ladylike grace. She ran through the mist without a care in the world, until he heard panting. It wasn't sexual, nor was it tiring; it sounded like she was scared.
"WHERE ARE THEY?!" A voice boomed.
Another fog-person started to take form. This one was taller, with stronger features and toned body muscles. Yet, Joe saw a full head of hair and curves on the body. Another fog-girl?
The first fog-girl kept running and tripped on a stone. She fell and rolled to a stop near Joe. She didn't move, but Joe assumed that she was in pain and couldn't risk over-exerting herself. The second fog-girl started to move towards the dainty fog-girl, cutting and smashing the fog searching for something… or someone. The first fog-girl struggled to get up, but she couldn't.
"I know you took them," the robust fog-girl roared. "And if you don't give them back now, I swear I'll kill you!"
The other fog-girl winced in pain and she used her hands to crawl next to Joe. He saw a distinctive mole on the left side of her face and a pair of full, pouty lips. He also noticed the hair of the fog-girl, long, thick and wavy.
"No way…" Joe shrank away from the fog-girl. "You're - you're…"
The robust fog-girl turned in Joe's direction, and Joe saw scars. Scars all over her body and bright red eyes.
It was Anacaona.
"FEMI!" she screamed and charged towards them. She punched the earth and a wall rose from the ground and hit them.
Fog-Femi cried and slammed on the floor. Joe watched as Anacaona ran and leapt into the sky; extending her long claws, lightning crackling in her hands. Joe crawled towards Fog-Femi and grabbed her wrist, pulling her away before Anacaona could electrocute her. As the dust cleared, Anacaona stood in a wide crater with smoke coming out of her hands.
"WHO DARES TO INTERFERE IN MY BATTLES?!" The booming voice cried.
Joe grabbed Fog-Femi and they hid behind a stone wall. The sound of Anacaona destroying everything in her way filled the atmosphere.
"Just like old times, right… Femi?" Joe smiled up at the apparition, but Femi didn't say a word back. Joe was about to say something, but the stone wall disappeared and the fog started to fade away.
"You forgot one thing, Joseph Arthur…" Anacaona's husky, contralto said behind him. "I make the rules here! And if I want to kill this sorry excuse for a hussy, THEN I WILL!"
A cry of agony echoed through the area and Joe saw with horror, Femi's body in a pool of blood. Before her stood, Anacaona, her body covered in blood and wearing the most ax-crazy smiles Joe has ever seen in his entire life.
"Femi!" Joe ran to her lifeless body.
A demonic growl came from Anacaona's throat and she used the red fog around her to pin Joe to the ground. She sashayed to him and gave him a look of pure contempt.
Her fingernails radiated electricity. "I can't have you interfering with my life anymore, so it's time for you to also say hello to Femi."
Joe closed his eyes and screamed.
"FEMI!" He yelled as he woke up in a cold sweat.
After catching his breath, Joe checked out his surroundings. He was in a damp, dark cell and saw that it was still night. He could make out two other figures next to him, but that was it. He tried to move his arms and found them chained.
"The hell?" Joe wrestled against the restraints. "Chained up, how did this happen?"
"The work of my new apprentice," replied a snide voice from the dark. "Now don't you think she did a great job? She lead a whole resistance army to an abandoned fortress and now, voila!"
"Mad Jack!" Joe glared at his insane uncle. "What do you want?"
"Now, now dear nephew…" Mad Jack used his staff to light up the room. A sickly, green glow came from the staff. "That's no way to talk to family you haven't seen in years."
"Family?" said Joe. "I'm surprised you even think you deserve to be called family, considering you tried to kill me countless times!"
"Yes, I must say that was quite… mad of me!" He chuckled at his bad joke. "In truth Joseph, that's not why I lured you here."
"Why?"
"Think about it…" Mad Jack put his hands behind his back. "When was the last time you warped?"
"Several years ago…"
"Three years." Mad Jack quipped. "But don't think that your absence has gone unnoticed. I have, and let's just say I found ways to keep myself busy."
He rubbed his hands together malevolently, but Joe's bored expression wasn't the reaction he wanted.
"Aren't you going to ask me what was I doing those three long years?" He yelled.
"No," said Joe. "You probably found a new creepy hobby no one's interested in hearing."
"MY HOBBIES AREN'T CREEPY!" Mad Jack screamed. He took a deep breath and composed himself.
"Okay, we're not getting anywhere…" Joe rolled his eyes and sighed. "Oh gosh, what did you do during those three years I was out of action?"
"So kind of you to ask, allow me to explain!" Mad Jack tapped his staff on the ground and a full-length mirror appeared.
"So you're destined to be Warp Wizard, right?"
Joe nodded.
"And how many times has it since I tried to kill you and your friends?"
"Too many to count."
"Now here's the thing. It appears that no matter what I do, you still come out alive and well. I thought that if I killed you, time would change and I will have The Book. But it didn't work out like I planned, and I understand." He took a deep breath. "I was young and naive…"
"Just get to the point!"
"After I was humiliated by you and my traitorous brother, I went back to my lair to get myself together. It seemed like all of my perfect plans were destined to fail. Then, I realized why!"
"Why?"
"Fate!" Mad Jack smirked psychotically. "That's what, fate!"
"I expected more of a 'Good always triumphs over Evil' type of discovery, but you're mind is too warped to understand that." Joe rolled his eyes. "And fate doesn't exist!"
"Watch what you say!" Mad Jack pointed his staff at Joe, green magic glowed at the end. "Fate is something completely out of our control, it's written in the stars! Unless…"
"Unless what? All of these pauses in the conversation isn't suspenseful at all! It's annoying!" Joe yelled.
"I use The Divide…" Mad Jack chuckled. "A spell that destroys the stars and who wields its, gets to re-write fate as they see fit."
"A spell that destroys fate?" Joe's jaw dropped. "How can someone do that?"
"Aztlan is where The Book was created and if the creator of The Book can put the space-time continuum in a book, then she can destroy it as well." Mad Jack smirked. "And that's why you're here. I need The Book, Joseph… where is it?"
"I don't have it."
"What do you mean, 'you don't have it?'" Mad Jack asked him in a threatening tone.
"I don't have it, plain and simple."
"You're lying!" Mad Jack roared. "You do have The Book, my assistant told me!"
"Well your assistant is stupid and you're just as stupid for believing her. What is she, a lying detector machine?" Joe smirked back at his uncle.
"Fine!" Mad Jack stamped his foot. "I'll bring her tomorrow, and if you DO have The Book… I'll make you wish you were never born!"
"Go ahead, I'm not scared of you or your assistant." said Joe.
"Oh, you should be afraid, dear nephew…" Mad Jack grabbed his pocket watch and pressed a button on it. The ticking noise growing louder and louder.
"Be very afraid…" In a flash of yellow light, he vanished.
A/N: And here is the first chapter of The Time Warp Divide II! It took me a while to plan out the story because I had switched some things around, but as you can tell from Mad Jack's plans, it's going to be an epic story! Please leave a review and thank you for reading! 8D