Author's Note:
Ok, so I finally made a companion book to Dreaming of Doomsday. You don't necessarily need to read the other one before this one, but you might get confused. Also, I finally figured out most of the fanfiction controls!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own U.S.M or anything else you recognize, I will have OCs, which I will own.
CONTEST!
As you hopefully saw, the title of my story is a Tale of Two Hunts. Your job is to try and be the first person to figure out what the two hunts actually are.
There are two possible answers, but one is better than the other one, so there is first and second place.
If you know, post it in the reviews, I'll reply to you if you are correct..
The prize for winning first place is the satisfaction of winning, a shout-out to you in my chapters, and I'll favorite and/or follow both you, and ONE of your stories!
The prize for second is satisfaction only!
May the most perceptive person win, and good luck!
A Tale of Two Hunts: prologue
Luke's pov
"We love you sweetie!" Mom was holding me as I dangled in the wind. She let go and I flew out of the back of the jet. Mid-air, I felt a burning sensation along my body. I screamed silently as my arms grew bulging muscles and my chest widened, ripping my shirt. I landed in the middle of a huge ocean. The horrible feeling of being alone washed over me. I whispered to no one as I watched the jet with Mom and Dad blow apart, I love you too.
And then I was floating in a white expanse. I was intrigued, I'd never had one of those, "lucid dreams," if that was what this was. Usually, when I had this nightmare, I woke up after that last part but...
"Namaste Luke," I saw my best friend Danny-aka Iron Fist- floating next to me with his legs in the lotus position.
"Dude! Am I dreaming you?" I felt really stupid after asking a question like that. Obviously I was dream-walking with him.
"No Luke, I am dream walking, you are with me," He said calmly.
"Yeah... so why are you here? Or, why am I here? Or..Sweet Christmas!" I had completely confused myself. Danny smiled.
"Look dude, remember when I asked you how you're parents acted in your temptation?(Reference to Book 1, last chapter)" He asked. I nodded. He had told me that dead relatives acted differently in temptations than mine had. When I questioned him, he simply said that I would find out eventually.
"I have meditated on it and contacted the monks from my home. Luke, your parents may be alive," He stated seriously, his green eyes intense. Alive...the word rang in my ears and I was frozen as my entire world came crashing down around me.