First story and all that so please R+R! Tell me if this is something you'd like to see more of! It's not original, I know, but it's something I've had on my mind for a while, so i decided to write it!
One: A Change in Scenery
Man, I was so bored! It had been raining for what seemed like hours, and on top of that our power was out! Now I had given up hope, and was sitting on the couch, watching the rain drizzle down the window. As I looked outside I saw in my reflection that a bit of my hair had decided to stand up, and I tried to pat the unruly mess down. I suddenly had an idea. I got up, stretching my stiff back, yawning, and readjusting my glasses. I walked over to where Jack was sitting and sat down next to him.
"So, have any ideas as to what we're going to do today, Seth?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well, don't we still have that old DVD player in our basement?" I asked hopefully. His eyes lit up as he realized the prospect of not having to sit around all day waiting for the rain to stop.
"Yea, I think we do, let's just hope it still has power!" Jack said as he ran down the stairs, his heavy footfalls making the stairs creak on each step. While he was finding the DVD player, I went downstairs as well to try and find a movie to watch in our collection. After about 5 minutes of searching in the cabinet I was starting to get a little bit mad.
"No…No…No…" I sighed in annoyance. Finding a good movie to watch was getting on my nerves.
"There's got to be some good movies that we have… Look harder Seth!" Jack said, also annoyed.
As I stuck my hand behind the cabinet, my hand hit something that felt suspiciously like a DVD case…
"Aha! There's one more DVD here, let's hope it's a good one!" I exclaimed as I brushed the dust off with my hand and read the cover.
"The Lion King!" I said in excitement, "I haven't seen this in ages! This something you're up for Jack?"
Jack looked skeptical and shook his head, "I'll pass." He said with a grimace.
"Suit yourself bro." I shrugged as the DVD slid into the player. The opening music started, and I felt a sense of nostalgia.
Wow, I said to myself. I can't believe I'm watching it again! I used to know this movie by heart!
As the movie ran its course, I felt like I was being drawn into the movie the more I watched.
Wasn't there a second movie? Why did I never watch that? I wondered, I should ask my parents to buy it, but that would be kinda embarrassing… Or maybe I'll just buy it myself…
Suddenly, my vision blurred and stars danced before my eyes.
What the hell is this? What's going on? AM I DYING? Were my last thoughts before everything went black and I passed out.
I woke up to find myself in a place that did NOT look like my house, or the hospital.
"Ooo, my head…" I said, as my head persisted in throbbing painfully. I opened my eyes and looked around….. And my jaw hit the floor. I was laying in wild grass on a savannah…In Africa too, apparently, as I saw antelope and giraffe grazing peacefully nearby. They looked at me eyes wide before bolting away screaming something about a lion.
L-lion? I thought, suddenly afraid… Where?
I looked around the plains nearby and for the first time realized by vision was much, much clearer than normal.
My glasses! Where are they? And how is my vision so clear? I pondered this, but it was soon forgotten when out of the corner of my eye I saw an all-black massive figure approach from my left.
"WHOA! JESUS CHRIST! A GODDAMN LION?" I screamed, backing up a few steps, terrified.
"Hey, look buddy, I don't know what kind of crazy mind you've got up in your head but I am NOT a lion. But you sure look like one… Look, I came from a place FAR away from here, and I'm just trying to find my way back…" He explained in a gruff voice, eyes flickering to and fro, obviously distressed.
"Err…Hey, I've got the same problem. I came from a place called...Virginia…In America…But you obviously think I'm some kind of psychopath, so what am I telling you this for?" I trailed off. A glimmer of hope sparked in his eyes as I mentioned where I lived.
"Seth, is it you?" He exclaimed as he came closer.
"Wait a minute…Jack! Hey man, isn't this crazy, me finding you here!"
"Yea but…why the hell do you sound Jamaican? Seriously dude, that's weird…"
I was surprised, because I hadn't even noticed the change in my voice.
"Yea, well why do YOU sound like you're a hardcore smoker?" I countered, with a triumphant smile. He looked stunned, which only proved to make me laugh at his discomfort.
"Really? …I wonder why I didn't notice…" He said.
"Yea, same. I never noticed the change in my voice either until you pointed it out…" By now, we were both confused out of our minds, and trying to figure out how this happened. Our next realization only proceeded to shock us more…
"Hold on a minute though…That still doesn't answer the question of why we're LIONS!" I said, mildly irritated.
"Yea, THAT'S the real question…" Jack agreed.
"Come on, I'm thirsty, we need to get moving and find food and water if we want to live." I said, padding off towards a giant rock that seemed strangely familiar to me, but I couldn't seem to remember why. After a couple minutes of walking we found a water hole and stopped for a drink.
I used this time to take a good look at myself for the first time… I certainly didn't look like any lion I'd ever seen before! I had a blue-black coat, with black stripes zig-zagging across my fur. My mane was a light reddish-orange, and was extremely unruly. I also had little tufts of fur on the back of each of my legs, the same color as my mane. There were innumerable things that were abnormal, such as why there were two small rings pierced in my right ear, and on each of my front shoulders was a strange mark, glowing green. It consisted of a small circle and a crescent beneath it. Two fang-like teeth about an inch long each came down from my jaw. I was very lean, with muscles built for speed and agility rather than brute strength. My eyes were yellow, with small green pupils, and on my face there were four green lines, one under each of my eyes and two going down my nose.
Man, I look like some tribal lion-warrior! And what are those symbols doing there? Ah well... I'll worry about that later.
Jack on the other hand was the COMPLETE opposite of me. He was MASSIVE, he looked as if built solely for killing. His coat and mane were completely jet-black, and his teeth were filed to a point. His mane was sleek, in a straight line down his back; it seemed to glisten in the sun. He had the same strange marks on his coat, but his were blood-red… His eyes were menacing specks of red in a sea of yellow; they seemed to look right through you. I shivered, something about Jack made him seem dangerous, and that scared me…
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