Chapter 1
Eric Sinclair, 14, woke up from his nap. He walked over to his wall, pushed a button, and it flipped, revealing two figures, encased in carbonite.
"The time has come" he thought.
He pressed a button, and the carbonite began to melt away, revealing a beautiful girl, barely over 14, and a tall boy, possibly 16.
They both slumped forward onto the beds that he had laid out.
He turned them over so that they did not suffocate, and placed blankets over them both. He returned to his bed.
The next morning, Eric woke up and checked on the boy and girl. The girl was awake, but the boy was making sounds like a badly operating chainsaw.
"Good morning" Eric told the girl, "What is your name?"
"Jaina Varytos," she replied, "What is yours?"
"Eric Sinclair. And what is that?" Eric replied and asked, pointing at the boy.
"That's my older brother, Jacen." Replied Jaina. "I think he's asleep. Sometimes it's too hard to tell if he's alive or dead."
They both laughed.
Eric took Jaina around the estate, showing her everything there was to see. At last he came to a small pagoda overlooking a lake.
"And this is where I come to be alone." He said.
Jaina looked at him.
"Are you all alone here?" she asked quietly.
"No," he replied, "my family lives not too far from here."
A boy came to the gates and called Eric over.
"Just a moment, Jaina, that's my brother…er…Fred."
"How are you Jaina?" called "Fred"
"Not too bad Jack, you?"
"All right."
Eric stopped in his tracks, and walked towards Jaina.
"Ok, I am alone. Can I keep you?" he asked.
"Maybe." Replied Jaina.
"I'll just…go…" called Jack.
Eric took Jaina's hand and walked back up to path towards the house.
