EverWorld
This is a fan-fiction I had an idea for while reading book #2. It doesn't really correspond with any of the books. In the story, Jalil, Christopher, David, and April meet another person trapped in EverWorld from Earth.
Disclaimers: EverWorld and its characters and concepts are not any property of mine. I am simply borrowing them to create a story that I write for personal enjoyment, not for money.
Any brand names, songs, or other copyrighted material that are found herein I make no claim to, as they are the property of their respective owners.
Part One: The Encounter
The four teenagers stumbled through the dense forest, trying to stay cheerful despite the prickly branches and thick brush they trudged through.
"Hey, April" one of the boys said. "How about a song?"
The lone female of the group sighed. "Another one?"
He gave her puppy-dog eyes. "Please please please?" he begged.
"Alright," she laughed. "Um... here you go, Christopher!"
She launched into "No Scrubs" by TLC. The one called Christopher shrugged off the insult and began to hum along happily. One of the others, a handsome black boy, rolled his eyes.
Trudging on, their unseen observer watched from the trees above. They didn't appear to be armed, save the last boy, who was hefting a large, well-made sword. Probably an enchanted one, too. The observer followed, hopping from tree to tree, and as the group paused by a stream in a clearing to rest, their stalker made the move.
"If you don't have a car, and you're walkin'-" sang April.
"Oh, yes son, I'm talking to you!" Christopher added.
"If you live at home with your momma-"
"Oh, yes son, I'm talking-crap!"
The song was ungracefully interrupted as the observer went for the boy with the sword. She knocked it from his grasp, sending it into the stream. In seconds, she held a knife at his throat. "Hold!" she yelled.
The others had moved to attack, but halted at the sight of the knife against their companion's neck. "Now, listen to me," the observer said, her voice low and silky. "I am not a foe. I disarmed this one for the sake of my safety, for a wise man once said 'the only difference between a friend and a potential foe is the potential.'"
"I'll remember that," snapped Christopher. She ignored him.
"I have been following you for nearly two days," she said calmly. "Though it does not appear you have ill intent, I'll not take the chance. If one of you makes the wrong move, your friend will be separated from his head."
They stared at her. She was pretty, with tanned skin and dark hair in two long, thick braids. She was heavily armed, with a hunting bow and a quiver of arrows slung on her back, as well as a coo-hatch throwing blade-a difficult weapon to master-and a whip at her side. She couldn't have been much older than they were, but she seemed aged by hardship, like many people in EverWorld who were warriors.
"What do you want?" asked Jalil. He stared at her, his fear well hidden.
"I want answers," she said. "What are you?"
"We're human," Jalil answered.
"I know that!" she snapped. David gulped, the swallowing motion causing the dagger to press against him, though he tried to appear brave. "What is your business in EverWorld?"
"We're minstrels," David said. "We're-"
"Bull." Her eyes narrowed. "Tell me the truth."
The others exchanged glances. If she didn't believe that, what could they say?
Christopher shrugged. "We're not from EverWorld, lady. We're just visiting."
David glared at him. They weren't supposed to speak of it! If people found out they were from the Old World-
"Oh, my gosh," the girl whispered. She paled. "Are you from Earth? Er... the Old World?"
A mixture of emotions went through the group. Shock. Surprise. Disbelief. "Are you?" she demanded. "Are you from Earth?"
That's when it hit them. Beneath the brown skins and furs she was wearing, there was a glimpse of blue jean shorts.
"Yes," April said, worry filling her eyes. "Chicago. Are you..."
The girl didn't hear them. "Oh, god... I thought I was the only one!"
Lowering the knife, she fell to her knees and began to sob in relief.
Well? Whatcha think? Read & Review!
This is a fan-fiction I had an idea for while reading book #2. It doesn't really correspond with any of the books. In the story, Jalil, Christopher, David, and April meet another person trapped in EverWorld from Earth.
Disclaimers: EverWorld and its characters and concepts are not any property of mine. I am simply borrowing them to create a story that I write for personal enjoyment, not for money.
Any brand names, songs, or other copyrighted material that are found herein I make no claim to, as they are the property of their respective owners.
Part One: The Encounter
The four teenagers stumbled through the dense forest, trying to stay cheerful despite the prickly branches and thick brush they trudged through.
"Hey, April" one of the boys said. "How about a song?"
The lone female of the group sighed. "Another one?"
He gave her puppy-dog eyes. "Please please please?" he begged.
"Alright," she laughed. "Um... here you go, Christopher!"
She launched into "No Scrubs" by TLC. The one called Christopher shrugged off the insult and began to hum along happily. One of the others, a handsome black boy, rolled his eyes.
Trudging on, their unseen observer watched from the trees above. They didn't appear to be armed, save the last boy, who was hefting a large, well-made sword. Probably an enchanted one, too. The observer followed, hopping from tree to tree, and as the group paused by a stream in a clearing to rest, their stalker made the move.
"If you don't have a car, and you're walkin'-" sang April.
"Oh, yes son, I'm talking to you!" Christopher added.
"If you live at home with your momma-"
"Oh, yes son, I'm talking-crap!"
The song was ungracefully interrupted as the observer went for the boy with the sword. She knocked it from his grasp, sending it into the stream. In seconds, she held a knife at his throat. "Hold!" she yelled.
The others had moved to attack, but halted at the sight of the knife against their companion's neck. "Now, listen to me," the observer said, her voice low and silky. "I am not a foe. I disarmed this one for the sake of my safety, for a wise man once said 'the only difference between a friend and a potential foe is the potential.'"
"I'll remember that," snapped Christopher. She ignored him.
"I have been following you for nearly two days," she said calmly. "Though it does not appear you have ill intent, I'll not take the chance. If one of you makes the wrong move, your friend will be separated from his head."
They stared at her. She was pretty, with tanned skin and dark hair in two long, thick braids. She was heavily armed, with a hunting bow and a quiver of arrows slung on her back, as well as a coo-hatch throwing blade-a difficult weapon to master-and a whip at her side. She couldn't have been much older than they were, but she seemed aged by hardship, like many people in EverWorld who were warriors.
"What do you want?" asked Jalil. He stared at her, his fear well hidden.
"I want answers," she said. "What are you?"
"We're human," Jalil answered.
"I know that!" she snapped. David gulped, the swallowing motion causing the dagger to press against him, though he tried to appear brave. "What is your business in EverWorld?"
"We're minstrels," David said. "We're-"
"Bull." Her eyes narrowed. "Tell me the truth."
The others exchanged glances. If she didn't believe that, what could they say?
Christopher shrugged. "We're not from EverWorld, lady. We're just visiting."
David glared at him. They weren't supposed to speak of it! If people found out they were from the Old World-
"Oh, my gosh," the girl whispered. She paled. "Are you from Earth? Er... the Old World?"
A mixture of emotions went through the group. Shock. Surprise. Disbelief. "Are you?" she demanded. "Are you from Earth?"
That's when it hit them. Beneath the brown skins and furs she was wearing, there was a glimpse of blue jean shorts.
"Yes," April said, worry filling her eyes. "Chicago. Are you..."
The girl didn't hear them. "Oh, god... I thought I was the only one!"
Lowering the knife, she fell to her knees and began to sob in relief.
Well? Whatcha think? Read & Review!