Chapter 1

There he was... Stephen Crypt, all alone. Since there was no where to run. . . all hope was lost. He was as scared as I don't know what. And all of a sudden a hand swoop in and hit him, and nothing even happened. He didn't look hurt or anything.

He was going on a family trip to England and his little brother Ashton was getting annoying as usual, jumping on his bed exited to be going to another country. "When are we leaving?!" he asked excitedly.

"I don't know!" Stephen yelled back. "Stop asking me and maybe we'll find out." Maybe Stephen shouldn't have been so hard on him. After all, he was only seven.

They finally boarded the plane and took off. Stephen was playing a game, while Ashton was doing a crossword puzzle. Even Stephen was pretty exited to be leaving the U.S. and going to another country too.

The plane took really long so he was exhausted when they got off. They got their luggage and checked into a hotel. After that, they went off site seeing, and there were so many places to go and see. They even went to the Stonehenge.

His parents don't know why he's interested in that stuff. I mean, come one! He's only 12!

They stopped by a traveling merchant and he was selling all sorts of stuff, and Stephen just happened to pick up the one thing that would change his life forever...a box. He couldn't open it though so all he could do was stare at it. All day he tried to get it open, but nothing happened. Then his parents wanted to go out to eat. He decided to take the box with him for the trip.

They finally got there and Stephen, being forgetful as always, forgot to leave the box in the car, and a man was walking by and bumped into him. He couldn't hold the box so it slipped out of his hands as it went crashing into the ground and broke. He was afraid that would've happened. And out of nowhere a light flashed and he was sucked into some type of portal. He was screaming at the top of his lungs and he really wanted to go home.

He fell and fell and fell until he hit the ground, or should I say a ground. He got up and wasn't hurt or anything, not even a scratch on him...

He got up and shook it off. He walked around looking at things, seeing where he was, what his surroundings were. There wasn't even wind there. No wind blowing through his brown hair, but there was plenty of light. Almost as if it was always day.

"Strange. . ." He said to himself as he still looked around.

Then something hit him. It was fairly large. He opened his eyes and saw what happened. He was being attacked by some sort of green creature! It was so horrid that I will help you from having nightmares by not describing it.

Then, all of a sudden, a horde of arrows came out and stabbed the creature. It let out a quick shout and then sort of evaporated.

"You ok?" a guy came out from behind some trees.

"I. . . I think so" Was all he managed to say. . .