The Lost World
Chapter One: Stumbling into the Future
"The Sleeper Must Awaken"
He swung through the trees grasping on them doing flips and turns that made him feel more free than he ever had in his entire life. The past two years flew through his brain, even the first year that only the long intricate scars on his back could tell.
"Good. You're doing much better." Tao said enthusiastically as he landed inches from his feet. Tao was slender with thick black hair and he wore an outfit like his, handmade by the women of the tribe. "Want to try the staff next?"
"Sure, Maybe you'll beat me this time." He responded in a language not of his own. He had only picked it up during the past year along with the tribe's style of dress and their pacifist-like ways. He had once used guns and other means of destruction when he first come to this strange and wonderful world. He had now leaned that guns was an unfair advantage to the people here. Now, he used staffs and throwing knifes that he learned from-
He thought about going back to the house in the trees back to his friends who were more like family and ..her. The girl with the hair the color of corn. His affection for her now love grew everyday, and he thought about her often but still he wasn't ready to return. He did not know then that fate would decide for him.
"Funny, here." Tao said handing hum the staff. Suddenly, he felt a familiar sensation in his head, he wasn't standing in the jungle with his friend anymore, but somewhere else, another would, maybe.
"I've been studying this group for years. George Challenger, Marguerite Crew, Lord John Roxton, even Veronica Layton. The others, Arthur Summerlee and Edward Malone are not of your concern. I want you to kill them." The lean man wore all black and he spoke diabolically to a young girl with short blonde hair.
He stood in the corner, watching; a stranger. He wondered what his new gift from the "spirit realm", the power to foresee the past and future events, was trying to make him see.
The girl smiled and spoke, "Sure, I'll do it. But, how do I find this Challenger?"
"Oh my dear, he'll find you and make sure he does. Befriend him, get close to him and his friends, take months if u half to, then I want you to kill them. With he and his friends out of existence, history will play out much better for me. Got that Finn?'
She smiled again, an evil smile. "No problem."
The rush sensation came back again and suddenly he was back in the forest and standing with the staff..
"Malone, Malaeoi? What did you see this time?"
"A woman named Finn is going to kill my friends-I have to go back."
Chapter One: Stumbling into the Future
"The Sleeper Must Awaken"
He swung through the trees grasping on them doing flips and turns that made him feel more free than he ever had in his entire life. The past two years flew through his brain, even the first year that only the long intricate scars on his back could tell.
"Good. You're doing much better." Tao said enthusiastically as he landed inches from his feet. Tao was slender with thick black hair and he wore an outfit like his, handmade by the women of the tribe. "Want to try the staff next?"
"Sure, Maybe you'll beat me this time." He responded in a language not of his own. He had only picked it up during the past year along with the tribe's style of dress and their pacifist-like ways. He had once used guns and other means of destruction when he first come to this strange and wonderful world. He had now leaned that guns was an unfair advantage to the people here. Now, he used staffs and throwing knifes that he learned from-
He thought about going back to the house in the trees back to his friends who were more like family and ..her. The girl with the hair the color of corn. His affection for her now love grew everyday, and he thought about her often but still he wasn't ready to return. He did not know then that fate would decide for him.
"Funny, here." Tao said handing hum the staff. Suddenly, he felt a familiar sensation in his head, he wasn't standing in the jungle with his friend anymore, but somewhere else, another would, maybe.
"I've been studying this group for years. George Challenger, Marguerite Crew, Lord John Roxton, even Veronica Layton. The others, Arthur Summerlee and Edward Malone are not of your concern. I want you to kill them." The lean man wore all black and he spoke diabolically to a young girl with short blonde hair.
He stood in the corner, watching; a stranger. He wondered what his new gift from the "spirit realm", the power to foresee the past and future events, was trying to make him see.
The girl smiled and spoke, "Sure, I'll do it. But, how do I find this Challenger?"
"Oh my dear, he'll find you and make sure he does. Befriend him, get close to him and his friends, take months if u half to, then I want you to kill them. With he and his friends out of existence, history will play out much better for me. Got that Finn?'
She smiled again, an evil smile. "No problem."
The rush sensation came back again and suddenly he was back in the forest and standing with the staff..
"Malone, Malaeoi? What did you see this time?"
"A woman named Finn is going to kill my friends-I have to go back."