UNDONE FROM THE BEYOND
This story is written solely by myself. I own all rights to this story. Any names, places, or items in this story relating to any outside source are purely coincidental.
A/N: Sooooo, this is my very first time writing anything, so PLEASE review and give constructive criticism. It will be much appreciated! If you get confused during the story, put that in the review and I will try to clarify. Thanks and happy reading! :D
CHAPTER 1: THE BEGINNING
The country of Enezia, a beautiful and peaceful land, home to the Menshars, a race of beings living on the world of Nevara, that are devoted to practices of magic, music, science, martial arts, weaponsplay, and faith, have the most advanced people in the Universe. Our story begins in the area of islands known to the Menshars as Bel'an Denor province, on Kelmarka island, where Devenu Li'ara, a practitioner of the magic abilities, lives in relative harmony. Practicing magic has always been easy to Devenu, as he was born with immense potential. He represents the best of Kelmarkan society, and represents the island in a prestigious competion for mages called the Legime. This competiton brings the best mages from around the world, and similar competitons for each profession exist to bring the best of society together. Devenu, a practicer of the Fenshir Magics, can create Dark matter wherever he wants to, and manipulate it to his every desire. He competes in this competiton for one purpose: to show the world he is the best at what he does. Devenu and a certain someone are in a unbeknownst place that will be brought to light.
"Enedia, I'm fine. I'm going to destroy my competition and rock the Legime. This is no problem. And same goes for you."
"Devenu, you never know what could happen. I'm just warning you, if someone can match your skills in Menari Magic, you're done for."
The Menari Magics are the harder and more spectacular counterpart of the Fenshir Magics: Light matter. Enedia is Devenu's best friend and uses Junitsa Magic, or Water Magic. She grew up with Devenu as a child, and now as both of them are 17, their customs on Kelmarka dictate that they must leave on a Pilgrimage to bring something useful back to Kelmarka. The Legime seemed the perfect opportunity for the both of them to prove their worth to their island home, and maybe learn some new magic to help their people. However, not everyone in Menshar society likes the intensive competitons and age old traditions. The Ipolor island of Bel'an Denor is a much more progressive area of the world, and as such, they prefer to study the sciences. They create and launch huge spaceships that let the Menshars colonize multiple worlds in their system, and are therefore not destroyed by the age old traditionals that make up the majority of Menshars. However, to get to Lenkara, the Capital of Enezia and in the Fa'anost province, one must travel through this area of Bel'an Denor, and it has been known that they don't take kindly to mages in their lands, as mages and wizards represent the old ways of living.
"Do you think that the Ipolor will prevent us from passing to Lenkara because of our mage status Devenu?"
"I really hope not. That would be almost an act of war between Kalmarka and Ipolor though since we're on our Pilgrimage. Seems highly unnlikely they'll do anything."
"Well...", said Enedia with uncertainty.
"Oh don't be so negative.", scolded Devenu.
"I'm not! I'm being cautious! You already know that, so why in Memeht's name do I have to explain this again?", Enedia said with conviction.
"Oh please, that's why I said it. I like to torture my best friends!", said Devenu teasingly.
"Alright. Oh Gods, we should get going Devenu, we are going to miss our teleportaion time! It's in 30 minutes!" Enedia said hurriedly.
"Ok I can just pack in a second."
Devenu, using his magic, coated everything he owned in the hotel room in a fine Dark matter dust and placed it all in his suitcase. Enedia looks up from her own packing to see that he is done.
"Hey! Thats cheating! And no magic here or we might get arrested!", She warned.
"Wait... You're right. Sorry.", Devenu apologized.
As they got completely packed and left the room, they left for the kinetic machine port. Once they arrived, they waited in line for their passports.
"Wow. This place is amazing! I always knew we had such powerful technology here on Ipolor, but I never knew how cool it would look.", Enedia said in wonder.
"I was just thinking the same thing. This whole city is absolutely astonishing. I think that this may be why this is such a populated area...", Devenu said with thought.
"Devenu Li'ara and Enedia Tashoni.", the attendant said.
"That's us.", Enedia said.
"Here are your passports. They've been processed and accepted. Your station is Station 8.", the attandant explained.
"Thank you.", Devenu spoke politely.
They headed through a set of doors to the terminals and arrived at Station 8. They were promptly sent through to the kinetic machine and were teleported through the machine's system all the way across the Keplar Ocean to Lenkara. Once there they verified their passports and were sent to the loading bay where they were greeted by four unexpected people. One of the men was short and quite fat, typical of the Samarrans in Samarra province. One was tall and his skin was a deep shade of purple, from Fa'anost and Lenkara itself. The two women looked identical with long, firey red hair and slender bodies attatched at the shoulder, only from Kozune province. Although they're technically one body, they are considered by the entire Menshar society to be two entities.
"De'lar Mentera, Devenu and Enedia. I am Nem Mezentia.", explained the tall man. "These are my colleagues, Dr. Jusiver Markin, Valaria Wal'Nara, and Fortuna Wal'Nara. We have been expecting you."
"Uhh, De'lar Mentara to you as well... However, we have no clue who you people are, or how you know our names." explained Enedia with a hint of confusion.
"Well, thats for us to know and for you to find out. We are here to sponsor your admittance into the Legime. We require that you come with us to our facility for some testing and quartering" Nem said forcefully.
"Don't worry we aren't here to kill you, we want you to succeed in the Legime." said Valaria plainly.
"I still don't know how to react" Devenu whispered to Enedia. "This doesn't seem right. The lot of them seems off."
"They seem to have good intentions Devenu." Enedia whispered back. "We still need funding anyway, so I don't think it would hurt to accept."
"Well? Are you coming?" asked Dr. Markin.
"I think you have a deal" Devenu proclaimed.
"Excellent. Allez viens. Oh I speak Mescartian by the way. What a fun day this is!" Nem exclaimed.
"Well this ought to be interesting" Enedia said sarcastically.
The company got into the Leviathan, a flying car, and left for Nem's facility to train.
