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Paul got up and got dressed it was Saturday he threw on dome clothes a Deadpool shirt and some blue jeans. He made sure he looked decent then left his room, "hey dad." He called but no one answered. Must be out again, he thought he walked to the kitchen to fix him some food "Master Paul would you like me to fix you some flap jacks." Paul turned to see his butler Norman "oh hey Norm," Norman didn't mind being called Norm, in fact he kind of liked his new nick name. "Nah its ok Norm," replied the young man. "Young master are you leaving out later?" Asked Norman slightly intrigued, "If you are would you like me to drive you." "Yes I'm leaving out, but I think I'll drive this time Norm. Could you start the car please?"

"Of course. Which one sir?"

"Hmm... um let's drive the Porsche today. Ill make breakfast and you'll start the car."

"Sounds like a plan to me sir."

Norman walked off and Paul turned his attention to his pancakes. Paul was an average boy besides being rich. He was 5'11 he was slightly built he was an adopted child. He loved his life he was 17 and had a nice paying job. Paul finished making his pancakes and sat down to eat them he got half way to his third on when he started to ponder on his dream. "It was a pretty wired dream that luxray looked like one I had when I was little…except …older." he thought out loud "Master Paul I started the car…let me know when you are ready to go," yelled Norman. "Ok, I'll be out in a second." The boy took the last pancake and shoved it in his mouth walking to his ginormous garage filled with 100 different cars 20 of which were rare. Norman opened the door for the young master, Paul thanked him and got into the driver's seat and Norman got in the passenger and Paul began to drive 5 minutes into the drive Paul asked "Hey Norm do you know anything about a luxray? Because I keep having this dream of this human –like luxray being raped somewhere near our house." There was a pause like Norman was trying to calculate the question "I…I have no idea sir could it be you eat too many pork rinds before you go to bed?" Asked Norman 'well that's the second time someone said something about pork rinds,' Paul thought. "I just think it's odd that I have the same dream over and over again…I think it's a…vision and I'm supposed to do something about it." Paul pulled up at his favorite GameStop owned by his best friend he parked and told Norman to wait in the car. He got out walked inside asked to see the manager then walked in the back and was greeted by the trusting arms of his friend Kyle he gave him a friendly hug. "Hey Kyle how's business?"

"It's cool dude, how 'bout you."

"Ahh I've had better mornings."

"So…Why have you come to my little patch of heaven?" Kyle asked extending his arms out wide.

"Umm…I…need to talk to you about something."

Kyle dropped his playful act, and he got serious. "What's the matter?"

"I keep having this dream…."

"The one about the shiny luxray," Kyle asked interrupting Paul

"Yeah! Well this time it was more vivid, and the man who was raping the luxray looks really similar to my dad."

"So…You think it's your dad." Kyle said kind of puzzled.

Almost instantly Paul responded "No! I'm just saying I'm probably going to talk with my dad and see if he knows anything. After all that luxray looked exactly like jasmine except older and curvier."

"Humm… that is a bit odd that you've been having the same dream for the past six months." Kyle said placing his hand udder his chin in thought. Paul talked till they were interrupted by employee wanting Kyle, "Uhhhhhh. Some kid probably is trying to by a rated M game." He groaned and got up leading Paul, the employee, and himself out of the room. "Hey Kyle want to come over my house later tonight?" Paul asked. "Sure I don't already fell jealous that my friend is the richest kid in town." Kyle said sarcastically with a goofy smile. "Ha ha. You're hilarious." Said Paul with a playful punch to Kyle's arm. "Sure my mom doesn't care and your dad is super friendly, so I'll be over later on tonight." Kyle said his goodbyes to Paul and went over to talk to the mother and child trying to buy a Mass Effect 3 game. Paul went back outside to his Porsche he opened the door and began to start the ignition. "Master Paul where are we going next?" asked Norman Paul looked at his older butler he was more than a butler he was the family friend he was tall slim calm and collected man, but under that calm mild mannered British face lied a former spy for the Interpol who wanted to take it slow as he got older so he settled as a butler for the Revero family. "I think we'll go home," said Paul "well I guess we should have a move on. You father has a very important meeting today at the house." replied Norman looking at his watch as any good butler would do, he had to make sure they were not late. "Meeting? Dad didn't say anything about a meeting." "Oh…did your father forget to tell you? He said you could bring Kyle or anyone else you had in mind just so long you were quiet; the meeting is in the basement." Replied Norman 'Typical dad already knew I was going to invite Kyle. Thought Paul "Alright lets go home." The duo traveled back to the mansion, they got out the car went inside and went their separate way. Paul went to go to his room while Norman went to prepare food for the meeting later that night. As Paul went to go to his room he saw in the corner of his eye a door he never saw before in the twelve years he lived in the house the door looked as if it was supposed to be hidden from the normal eye intrigued with curiosity he went to the door and tried to open the door, but as he tried the door was locked 'strange,' he thought 'the only doors that where locked where the bathroom and dad's room…that's really strange.' "Hey Norm has this door been here all this time?" confused Norman came to the young master and stared at the door in shock as if there was a monster instead of a door, he quickly grabbed Paul roughly pulling him from the door and sternly looked at him "How did you find this door?! Who told you about it?!"Freighted Paul stared helplessly at his normally calm collected butler "I'm…I'm sorry young master I was…your father wanted to keep you away from this door." "Why?" Norman stood tall loosened his grip on the boy. "Your father wanted me not to tell you…now if you'll excuse me we will pretend this never happened." And with that Norman walked off back to the kitchen as if the last several seconds never happened. Astonished Paul hurried up to his room "what was that I've never seen Norman like that, what is so special about that door anyway," Paul eventually overcame his fear of Norman and continued his daily Saturday ritual eat, sleep, play video games and watch Netflix. Finally Kyle came over "Ahh Mr. Kyle I believe you know the run of the mansion." "Thank you Norman." Kyle took his things and headed up to Kyle's room, as he got to the door Paul roughly grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled him in the room Kyle was a little taken back as any normal person would then Paul spoke, "Something's going on at my house Kyle…Norman grabbed me and yelled at me about this door….and this door I'm talking about must have been there for years it looks old and beaten…and my dad is having secret meetings he is not telling me about…and,"

"WHOA WHOA slow down one at a time. Tell me what happed slowly." Paul took a deep breath and told him everything from the meeting that Norman told him about to the incident at the door. "Well it's probably for a reason, come on dude your dad has his reasons for things…look let's drop it and worry about it later. 'Kay?" Paul decided to leave it alone, at least till he could talk to his dad in private. So the two friends decided to go on as the day normally would, they watched movies and laughed at the terrible acting then played some call of duty online then played pranks on the neighbors then finally they ate some pizza they had called in by papa john's pizza. Soon it was late at night and they soon went to sleep. Paul lay down and eventually nodded off "BOY I command you get up!" Paul soon found himself standing in front of a majestic white cream and gold god like being. As Paul stood he almost soiled himself as he was standing to the creature that god deemed worthy of watching earth. "Why are you shaking? I do not wish to waste my time and energy on you." The booming loud godlike figure spoke still shaking Paul spoke hoarsely, "The…then why did you call me…he…here."
"to show you the injustice lurking in your home. To show you the syndical monstrosity that you so blindly see."

"And what might that be?"

"Allow me to show you my boy."

The white creature walked over to the boy, and placed its hoof on its forehead and the boy woke in his bed. "Get up Paul. Get up and go to your father's room, get the key hidden in a box the pin for the box is 6-8-2-7." Paul still trying to calculate the information he soon realized the creature called him by his name. "Wait! How do you know my name…" 'I'm Arcues.' The god being telepathically spoke in his mind plainly and somewhat bluntly. 'Well that makes since stupid,' Paul said in his head. Paul got up out of his bed quietly trying not to wake Kyle. Creeping to his door, silently opening it to the long gloomy dispel hallway he crept slowly holding his breath trying not to make any noise. 'Today would be nice Paul,' Said the celestial being Paul almost jumped out of his skin forgetting his god-deity friend was in his head. "it would be nice if you could talk quieter." Paul said in his head talking to Arcues, 'oh I'm sorry I didn't know I was talking so loud. Let me talk quieter.' He said sarcastically Paul ignored him and kept creeping down the hall he knew that Norman was still making his rounds around the house, he silently walked past the living room it looked gloomy and uninviting at night as he stood on the balcony he picked up his pace faster still trying to be deft in his stealth. He finally got to his father's room he silently opened the door making a small creek Paul froze and cold sweat began to pour down his face. His father only groaned and flipped on his side pulling the covers over his shoulder, Paul sighed in relief and moved forward into the room, 'Well you finally made it to the room batman.' Arcues said painfully sarcastic. Paul ignored him again and walked pussyfooted toward the box 'Hey Arcues what was the code again?' the boy asked in his mind. '6-8-2-7' Paul then began to chant the numbers in his head over and over he got to the box and placed the code. The box opened in the box was a key and a luxury ball. 'That looks like Jasmine's ball. What's that doing here?' Arcues interrupted his thoughts, ' take the key Paul.'

'But… What about the ball?"

'Just the key Paul that's it.'

Paul reluctantly took the keys closed the box and walked down the hallway. 'Now go to the door to the basement.' Paul silently walked down the stairs not disturbing Norman as he went about his cleaning. Paul walked to the door that leads to the basement. 'Paul not this door the door you saw earlier today'' Arcues said in Paul's head. 'But this is the basement door Arcues,' Paul spoke back.

'You don't think that you have multiply basements?'

'You mean…'

'Yes there is another basement. Now go to the door. '

Quickly and stealthily Paul walked to the other door. He took a deep breath if he was found out he would be in so much trouble. 'When you're ready' spoke Arcues Paul got over his worries and put the keys in the lock opened the door and stepped into the dark staircase. He walked silently then he saw it the creature in his dream it mirrored the creature in his dream. It looked to have been sleeping uncomfortably by shackles. He stepped silently toward it because the creature's ears were better than his it woke and spoke with buried anger in her voice. "Master it's much too late for our 'play'." In astonishment the boy spoke back. "J…Jasmine…is…is that you?"

The luxray named Jasmine looked up and met the boy's eye and her anger and disgust melted away with tears forming in those soft red and yellow eyes "P…Paul?"