The Order
By
Willis Taylor
Book 1 Of the Light Chronicles
Chapter 1
In The Beginning God created the heavens and the Earth
-The Lost Books
From a young age Jet had been told that he needed to stay quiet and stay hidden, that there was no reason to do anything to distinguish himself. Now looking around his barack he thought, not for the first time, that he should have just disregarded what his parents had told him. If he had just shown how smart he was and how adept he was at controlling the psychic field, he wouldn't be in this situation; He would be eating with the officers and living the good life in the inner circle of the Order of the Light. Instead he was just barley surviving on the meager rations of the outer order, those assigned to defend the Order. An honor, at least that's what they had been told.
Jet's Problems had all started at a young age, his first memory was of his father looking at the strange object Jet had just built with nanobloks. From then on his father and mother had done everything to keep him hidden. That meant purposely failing courses and missing out on opportunities to get ahead in life.
"BANG!" A loud sound rang out as Jet slammed his fist against the bulkhead door. A head suddenly raised up from the bunk next to him.
"What's going on? Is there trouble? It's the Thorn isn't it? We are all going to die, we have to ..."
"Shhhh. Quiet Drix," demanded Jet. " It was just me. I bumped against the bulkhead is all. Go back to sleep."
"Oh... OK", and as quickly as his head had appeared it disappeared.
Snoring could soon be heard from Drix.
"Probably as far away as home earth," Jet reckoned.
Now that Drix had gone back to sleep, Jet turned and looked at the place he had just slammed his fist into. There was a huge dent there, something that shouldn't have happened due to the fact that the bulk head was made of Durasteel. Jet let out a long sigh. Here was yet another thing that he was going to have to cover up if he was going to stay "safe". He still remembered it as his father had put it so many years ago: "You can't let anything set you apart, You have to be a nobody, or they'll come for you. They will take you and do horrible things to you, so for your sake stay hidden."
He must have fallen asleep, because the next thing he knew, the reveille Bell was sounding. The day was set to start, and because he had been up late, he had not finished his report to High bishop Reginald, or as everyone called him, Regy. He was one of the nicer commanding officers, but when he asked you to do something, you'd better do it or there would be hell to pay.
"Well nothing you can do about it now" Said Sandra, An empath from talk.
"you know its really creepy when you do that" Jet replied.
She continued as if she hadn't heard him. "Come on then sleepy, If your late, its going to be worse than it already is."
He figured that she was right and that there was no point in arguing, so he followed her out the door, and into the day that would change the course of his life forever.
Chapter 2
Insert Bible Verse
-The Lost Books