Disclaimer: This work of fiction does not belong to me in any way, shape or form. The following text is merely my way of dealing with least 2 years of waiting until Avatar 2 comes out.
This is my way of testing the waters. tell me what you think.
Prologue
Daniel sat in one of the back rows of his school bus, shoulder and head leaning on the window. His honey colored eyes in deep shadow and his spiky black hair like the halo of the sun during an eclipse.
He didn't want to look at the urban jungle outside, just as he hated the new place his family moved to.
A scowl crossed his face as he thought about that. He hated the cities, and now he was forced to live almost at the center of one…
Why did we have to move? Couldn't father just work from home, like he used to do when I was younger?
He felt himself slipping into the world of dreams, where anything was possible, and before everything went black, he wished he didn't have to suffer an existence on a dying planet, next to corrupt governments and politicians, who would only care about the world they lived in if paid to do so.
His cell phone rang, playing a heavy metal song he didn't feel like recalling at the moment.
He moaned, drawing curious gazes from the younger students, and without opening his eyes, he looked through his pockets until he found his phone.
"Yeah…" He picked up tiredly.
"Hey Dan," said the voice on the other side and made Daniel sigh inwardly.
"Forget anything, Jacob?" he asked, stifling a yawn.
"How many times do I need to ask you to call me Jake?" he asked, almost shouting.
"Just until you stop calling me 'Dan'; then I'll call you whatever you like." Daniel answered with a small smile. "Now what was it?" he asked, "Your new ID perhaps?"
"Yes…" Jacob sighed.
"Why am I not surprised?" Daniel asked, and shook his head. "Tell you what; you can come over tomorrow and take it. I'll be home all day sleeping, reminiscing happier days with my bed." He said, finishing with a yawn.
"Finals finally took their toll on you, I see." Jacob said, adding his own yawn.
"Yes, they did. You don't sound too energetic yourself."
"The important thing is that they're over, and we've got nothing to worry about for the next month other than partying and sleeping from dawn to dusk." Jacob said, sighing tiredly.
"I'll see you tomorrow then. Oak Street 43, right?" He said, and Daniel nodded.
"Yeah; try to get here after two PM. I doubt I'll wake up any sooner. I'll see you tomorrow then, bye." He said, hanging up.
Daniel grabbed his school bag and approached the driver;
"Could you tell me when we'll arrive at Oak Street?" he asked.
"We'll be there in a minute; might want to stay here so you won't miss it."
"Thanks." Daniel said, and sat behind the driver. A minute or so later, the driver stopped next to a bus station, and opened the doors.
"Could you open the baggage door please?" Daniel asked, and he could see the baggage door on the right side of the bus rising.
"Thanks." He said, exiting the bus. He pulled a large black suitcase out of the baggage compartment, and closed the door. He approached the front door, letting the driver know that he was done.
With a pneumatic hiss, the door closed, a roar of the huge diesel engine, and the bus drove off.
Daniel yawned, and made his way to his parents' new home.
Ten minutes later, he was standing in front of Oak Street No. 43; a two story house painted white and surrounded with a bush fence.
Daniel opened the gate and entered the garden, seeing the few trees growing inside, and noticing the few dead leaves dropping to the ground. All around him, the planet was dying, and no one even gave a damn.
He walked up the gravel path, and as he approached the front door, he remembered that there shouldn't be anyone home right now. He began cursing under his breath, berating himself for forgetting to ask for a spare key to be placed somewhere where he could find it. A vibration inside his pocket interrupted him, and he pulled his cell phone out, seeing an incoming message sign.
Daniel opened the screen and read the text, his eyes moving quickly along the short lines visible on the screen. After he was done, he took a step back and lifted the door mat, picking up the key hidden underneath. He unlocked the door, left his bags in the hall, not caring what happened to them, and climbed up the stairs to his room, stripping down to a pair of black boxers, and plopping on the bed with a tired sigh.
As soon as he covered himself, he fell asleep, drifting to worlds reachable only through the kingdom of dreams.
Floating through the darkness, Daniel saw a bright spot appear in front of him, followed by another, and another.
This looks like a dream. Daniel said, but couldn't hear himself saying that.
At least it looks like a nice one. Again, there was no sound.
I'm in space! He realized with a shock, when he suddenly felt a pull from somewhere inside him, towards an unknown source. He gave in, feeling rather than knowing, that he'd be OK if he went in that direction.
All as one, the bright spots of light began to stretch, until they slowly became long threads of gold and sapphire and ruby, until eventually, they were the only thing Daniel could see all around him.
After a short time, the threads became a wall of white, and an instant later, to blackness darker and vaster than anyone could, or would imagine.
A long time passed before he saw anything again, and when he did, he saw a pair of stars in front of him, circling one another in an everlasting dance.
That's so beautiful. He thought.
He looked at them circle one another for a long time, enchanted by their motion.
This is why humans look to the stars. He thought sluggishly.
He changed direction again, his new course heading straight towards a large blue planet.
As he approached, he noticed several shadows on the planet's surface, similar to the ones caused by Jupiter's moon when they eclipse the sun.
As he floated towards the blue planet, his mind grew more focused, and he started wondering how long he'd been gone.
After several minutes, he was able to actually see the moons orbiting around the blue planet.
One of them, a bright green and blue moon, seemed to call out to him.
He felt another pull now, changing his direction once more, towards the green moon.
This dream feels so real! He thought, excited, as he drew closer and closer.
More time had passed, and Daniel felt that something big was about to transpire.
Several seconds passed, and he could see now what was going on;
He was headed straight into the planet, or moon, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
If someone could see his face right now, they would see two conflicting expressions there;
Excitement, but also fear for whatever life may have evolved on this moon, since it seemed perfectly suited for supporting life.
There was a short streak of bright yellow, and another, and another, until Daniel was completely engulfed in flames, decelerating towards the surface of the moon.
It began to grow hot, and Daniel heard several pops, indicating that something broke.
Daniel continued his descent, blazing across the sky, going ever lower.
Soon, he could feel rather than see, that trees were approaching, bigger than anything he'd ever seen on earth, possibly even more ancient than the oldest ones found there, as well.
He heard rustling, as if the trees below were attempting to slow him down, stop him, but that was a false hope. When his vision cleared, he could see his path had taken him deep into the forest, and he felt disgusted at what he was doing to the forest all around him.
He hit trees, shattering their trunks, shattered the bones of any animals that was foolish enough to stray into his path.
Eventually, he hit the ground, not as hard as he thought he would hit, burning a hole a hundred meters in diameter into the wooden floor, and incinerating anything small enough within half a mile away.
There was a slight hiss inside Daniel's head, and the sound of some kind of liquid flowing out from somewhere within him. Then his sight began to dim, and he could no longer see what was going on.
Several seconds more, and his eyes opened to a bright light surrounding him.
Author's note:
I don't think I've done that bad a job.
Of course, this is only the prologue, and it can either go up or down hill from here.
Not to mention I've yet to do anything that links this place and Pandora...
If you've read the prologue, would you spare another minute and review on what you've read?