"NO! You can't do this Jenna, It's way too dangerous!" Devon yelled.
"I have to Devon, it's the only way. I'm aware of the guards and such just let me do what I want to do. The risk isn't too high." I replied.
Allow me to fill you all in on whats going down. I don't know how it happened, but when I was in my room, I opened a page in my parents journal. All of her pages were empty, empty and untouched. It was a major let down. Out of nowhere, this breeze flipped the pages and opened to a written page, the first real page of theirs that I read. The thing that shocked my the most was this was no ordinary writing, but a map. The map detailed the city where I live in. There was one place circled in red ink, Labeled the city of Lost Saga, and it was under the casino.
Just one hour ago, I hopped from building to building to check the wreckage of the casino, and surrounding the area was a group of guards led by none other than Ragna. If I wanted to get into the wreckage of the uncleared casino, I would have to fight my way through. There was only one problem that I saw when I was telling Devon. Telling Devon. My goal was simple. Go into the wreckage, find the City of Lost Saga and find my parents so we will have an ally against Rachel Allucard.
"Please Jenna, you can't go. This is way beyond your control, the danger that is."
"Look Devon, if you don't want to help me, then how about you just go away."
"No, I wont let you put yourself in the line of danger for just a theory."
"What kind of theory is love!" Devon and I paused. He tried waking towards the door, but ended up tripping on me, and out of nowhere he disappeared. I looked back and tried to find him. Where had he gone? I tried to find the source of that light, and then paused in fear. Devon got sucked into the book! the Book of Lost Saga! I jumped in after him.
...I'm alone. I'm holding the Book of Lost Saga alone in the dark emptiness of a barren void. I can't find Devon, I can't see anything but darkness. I am completely solitaire.
"Jennabell." a voice calls out. "Jennabell, sweetheart, you're going to be late for breakfast." The voice called out. The black void began coloring, spiraling into a focused image. When the scene stopped shifting, I was sitting in a bed in front of a black wooden treasure est by the end. I didn't even look at myself until this point, but somehow the changing scene had changed my appearance. Why? Why was I in the outfit that I was in? My hair was in a braid, and I wore a red and white T-shirt with blue jeans and red sneakers.
"Jennabell, downstairs now!" The voice called out angrily. The book rumbles, showing a small little light beam, pointing to the door. I walked over to the door, opening it gently so I wouldn't make too much noise. I looked around, noticing that I was in my coffee shop, before I escaped. The only thing was, the coffee shop didn't look like a coffee shop. Instead, it looked like a walk in kitchen and bedroom. I took a left to a staircase, and went downstairs. Immediately, I walked into a kitchen with two people I haven't seen in a really long time. Mom and Dad. My heart uplifted after seeing them for the first time in so many years.
Mom wore a green, blue and purple striped long shirt with long khaki's and her orange hair in a large ponytail. She pushed her glasses up, cooking over a pan of pancakes, and tightened an apron around her waist. Dad wore a black button down T-shirt, blue jeans and had his brown curly hair getting into his glasses. He turned to me and smiled a way that only a father truly could to his children. "Well there's my little pumpkin." Dad said, kneeling down with his arms wide open. I took a step forward, and then a little girl dressed like me ran right by.
"Daddy!" she yelled. My dad laughed, and mom walked over to the little girl. They both smiled deeply, walking outside with the little girl. I followed after them, and the world was different. Posters flew by, stating elections between the two world's greatest enemies, Ragna the Bloodedge and Hazama. I walked forward towards the city, and into an election grounds where they were about to announce the winner. The part that really made me confused when I saw the world was there was no colored line dividing the city, it was all a grey set of buildings and steel business walls. HQ was still floating into the air, and below me grass was growing, with real daisies and roses. Nothing was artificial about the wildlife. I don't know how, but I think I somehow went back into time.
"Beautiful world isn't it?" a voice called out. The book flew out of my hands and opened up, revealing beams of light that formed small ribbons from the frameworks.
"What am I looking at?" The book flipped its pages.
"This is Order and Legion, Ordegion if you would, during the elections that occurred to cause the war. Idealnomes were as always locked up, even if they weren't threats. Those of the Idealnomes who weren't captured were born of a natural family. It was a world called Lost Saga at the time, just as we are from is just as the world's nation was called.
"Why am I hear?"
"This is the second secret of the Timegate occurring right here, just the day where both the elections occur, and I become an entity of the Timegate."
"You're a Timegate?" I asked.
"Yes child, I am a Timegate. I am simply a portal key to the Timegate. So long as I live, people can never die. I am merely here repairing the Timegate, but so long as an eternal conflict is in order, I can never fully repair it, and restore the life you see before you."
"What happened to cause the conflict?"
"Watch." Suddenly the scene changed slightly, Ragna and Hazama proudly shaking hands. A man in icy blond hair and an outfit like a school uniforms with a blue coat runs in between the two. He widens his two icy eyes at Ragna, as if what he was seeing was impossible. I would react the same if I weren't taking in what was going on.
"Ragna, you can't possibly be doing this!" The man yelled. "Don't throw the election!"
"Bit I don't even want this anymore. I've proven to the world that I am capable of, and this is how I repay my debt to the man who saved my sister's life at his best of efforts." Ragna replied.
"Ragna, Hazama is controlling you, isn't he? I know this isn't what the real Ragna would say."
"Silence Jin! I've put up with you long enough." Ragna yelled.
"Please, I need you to listen to me, allow me to show you what I mean, and if it is something you wish not to remember, then be my guest. But, you need to see what happened." Ragna stopped, and allowed Jin to project ice onto the walls of the election posters. A visual appeared from the ice. Inside of a building, there was Jin, Hazama, Ragna and a girl named Saya. Saya and Jin walked outside, and out of nowhere, Hazama started following them. Hazama then stuck Jin with one of his chains, and told Jin to strike down Saya. Jin pulled out an Icy blade, and maimed Ragna's sister. After that, Hazama forced Jin to attack Ragna, before he was released from his trance. As the ice faded, the flames burst into a flaming image of a large building, with Saya tied up inside. Ragna's red-eye started to tear. He pushed Jin aside, staring at Ragna.
"YOU!" Ragna screamed. Hazama started to laugh dementedly. "YOU KILLED MY SISTER " Ragna pulled out a long silver steel blade, and dashed towards Hazama. The winner was never declared, and I don't think it would have mattered who won the election. Suddenly, I was back in the black void, changing from the battlegrounds of this war that was going to unfold into a small wooden cabin in the middle of the changed city.
An image of Devon walking appeared on the pavement by the door. Behind me, Devon appeared and he wrapped his arm around me stiffly. There was a feeling of tense pressure in the air. I wrapped my arm around his as I watched what was going on. Devon and I walked into the cabin. I hadn't even realized it, but we were both in a completely different look then when we entered this book.
Devon was in a white tuxedo and black jeans, along with silver colored hair instead of purple. As we walked in, I could see that I was wearing the same thing as a girl behind a mahogany counter top. We were wearing a pink tank-top and short khaki's. We had hair that was a long and flowing purplish color, and eyes of pure green. I noticed that, just like in the previous place before the war zone, there was a person who was exactly like Devon waiting for the girl behind the counter.
"Ready for out date tonight Sandy?" The other Devon said. The girl named Sandy turned around to Devon, and looked down at him with a face of suppressed sadness.
"I can't. My parents aren't letting me go out with you tonight because they want me to impress the college board. Sorry Devon, I wanted to go out with you tonight, but you know how my parents are." Sandy said.
"Ya, ya, ya. You're parents will hunt me down and try to kill me." Both Devon's looked down in sync, as if they both knew something bad was about to happen. Sandy pulled out a yellow box with black ribbon wrapped around it. The other Devon looked up with an amazing expression, giving off such warmth.
"This is for you Devon. I wanted to give it to you tonight if we had a date, but I think since we can' go out tonight, this is a good time to hand this to you." Devon took the box, and opened it, revealing the one thing that made this memory start to flow. His lucky rabbits foot. He wasn't wearing it until Devon wrapped it around the tie of his tuxedo. Devon, my Devon, looked even more depressed, and looked away.
The scene shifted and we were in a VIP hotel room, me sitting with the two Devon's watching a television program. The news was on, and a burning restaurant took over the picture. Sandy. Tears formed in all three of our eyes. Devon's hair started to change to a purple color. The other Devon grabbed a bottle of purple ink dye, and as a single dropped into his hair, its entire set of roots changed colors. The other Devon burned at his tuxedo with a match, and when it stopped burning, Devon looked exactly like his old self. The Devon I came into the book with. The scene shifted, and Devon put his arms around me. A newspaper dated the day after the incident flew by the doors of a casino. He was staring at me, with adoration in his eyes.
We arrived back onto the rooftop, Devon overwhelmed.
"I understand why you didn't want me to go all of a sudden. You don;t want what happened to Sandy to be how my life ends. You love me, don't you Devon?" He turned to me.
"I promise I will find your parents, just don't risk your life." I nodded. He leaned in to me, and I could feel the urge to cry. Just before I could close my eyes and let the tears flow through in a stream of emotions, a real explosion erupted into the air like fireworks.
"Guys, where have you been!? Help us!" Amy yelled. I turned to them, and they were dodging a barrage of attacks. The two people holding off Amy and Joe looked to us and Jumped so close to us that the end of the pant leg was touching my nose.
There was a man and a woman. The man wore a standard butler uniform, his black hair slick back and his eyes a calm obsidian black, his left eye having a monocle and a top hat, paired with a mop on his back. The woman wore a standard maid's uniform, her long black hair and the same eyes as her male counterpart, also paired with a mop. "This is the girl we're after. She has what were looking for!" The woman said. I looked into her hair, no grey in sight. She was doing this out of either her own free will or orders from the devil Alucard. "You're coming with us!" the man yelled. He put his hat top toward Amy and Joe, leaving the wearable part facing me. There was a heavy air current pulling me towards them, coming from the hat. His eyes expanded, and so did the vacuuming process. She spun around, vacuuming us into their hats. All sorts of things started going into the hat. A vacuum cleaner, Amy's gun and my parent's journal. Without any awareness of what happened next, I was sucked into the hat, and at a shrunken size.
"Let's roll!" The woman yelled. The light coming into the hat was blackened, leaving me with a ground of hair, trash in a small old hit with little ol' me.
Secret #2
. . .When you want to know something, think about it and touch the book gently. Even the slightest touch will put you as a semi-spirit, and view what you want to see, and the actions that take place immediately after. Ragna learned this when he created a border control. This was because of the death of his sister in the hands of his brother and his enemy.
. . .The second part of this secret, that the only thing you can always see when inside of this book, were memories.