Author's Note: This is a rewritten version of Jarred Blofis Books 1-3. Book 4 will be released in this book once Books 1-3 are finished. Some of the chapters have been edited to fit with new changes to the original story. The title of this story might be temporary until I can come up with a different one.
Thank you and enjoy reading!
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Jarred Blofis and the Wiz-Mythology World: Book 1
By Jarred John
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Chapter 1: Prologue
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"Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 23 to London will board in 30 minutes. Thank you."
Jarred Jones sat on a bench in the airport. He was going to England for the second time. A friend had called and said that Oxford had invited him to come and look at the campus. His friends weren't to sure about it, but they let him go and promised not to tell his parents. Jarred had never wanted to go to college, but he wanted to see if he could get in. His parents will probably died of shock when they found out.
Jarred was a sixteen year old boy with brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a red jacket, a Hogwarts T-Shirt and dark blue jeans. He also wore black glasses. Jarred was a extremely quiet person. He sat by himself on a bench in the lobby of the airport.
The airport was crowded and noisy, which didn't calm Jarred's nerves. He hated flying. He had no support due to the fact he was by himself.
Jarred looked his tablet. He went to his Youtube Subscriptions. There was a new Game Theory, a Fine Brothers reaction and an Aphmau video. He saved them to his Watch Later playlist. He would just watch them on the plane or in his hotel room in London.
Twenty-five minutes.
He took out his book: Percy Jackson and the Titan's Curse. He hadn't read it in a while so he might as well read it. He also brought Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix as a back up.
He just started reading when someone said, "Enjoying your book?"
He looked up and saw a man with dark black hair and grey eyes staring at him. The man wore a brown trench coat. There was something off about him.
Ok, just nod and look back down Jarred thought. He hated talking to people he didn't know. He would just nod and say a few words; that's it. Jarred nodded and stared back down at his book.
"Not a people person?" asked the man.
"No," Jarred stated. "I just don't like talking."
"Hmm, you're a Harry Potter fan", continued the man, gesturing to Jarred's backpack, which had Harry Potter pins in various places, "yet you're reading Percy Jackson?"
"Y-Yes, but I haven't read this book in a while, so..."
"Which world would you rather be in?" the man asked suddenly.
"What kind of question is that?" Oh no! Rude! Apologize! "Uh, sorry that sounded rude."
"It's fine," stated the man, "I'm just curious is all."
"Ok, um? Both? Maybe? They both have similar things. Gods, magic, centaurs... Are you a fan of one of the series, sir?"
The man smiled. There was a strange look in his eye. "You could say that."
"Now boarding Flight 23 to London. Now boarding Flight 23 to London."
Jarred jumped. It was time to go already?! He looked back at the man, but he's gone. Jarred shakes his head and gets his things together. He needed to be calm for next hour.
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Six hours later, Jarred was on the plane halfway to London. Take-off was a nightmare. Jarred never liked flying in the slightest, so he was extremely uncomfortable as the plane lifted itself off the ground. He then slept for the first four hours. Awhile later, he decided that he needed to use the bathroom.
As he got up, Jarred noticed the man from the airport sitting in a seat nearby. The man saw him and smiled, in an almost sinister way. Jarred just nodded and went to the bathroom.
He was just about finished when a alarm went off.
"Anyone in there?" someone called from outside the door.
Jarred tried opening the door but it was locked.
"Hey! The door's not opening!" he called.
"No one's in there!" someone called.
What is going on out there? he wondered. They should have heard him. He spoke loud enough.
Suddenly, the plane jerked sideways, making the room shake and making Jarred lose his balance. The plane must had been in a bad storm or something. He spent long miserable minutes trying to hold on to something.
When the plane stopped jerking a half an hour (at least) later, Jarred found the bathroom door unlocked. He stepped into the seating area and gasped.
Everyone was gone. All of the seats were empty. A door that led outside was opened. Jarred walked over and saw that water was coming in. The plane had landed in the ocean and was now sinking. Across the ocean; a few yards away, Jarred saw yellow life boats floating in the water.
Jarred's mind was racing. Why had they forgotten him? How was the plane sinking? Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to think. An explosion came from outside the door. A roaring fire blocked his only exit.
Jarred ran back in the seating area, looking for another way out. The fire had now spread across the whole plane. Seats burned and glass shattered.
A figure from down the hallway got Jarred's attention.
It was the man he'd meet in the airport. He was smiling pleasantly, as if the situation didn't bother him.
Jarred stared at him then yelled, "What are you doing?! We need to get out of here!"
The man continued to smilie. His red eyes flashed dangerously.
"You will get out of here, Jarred Jones," he said. "Soon, you won't remember a thing."
The man then waved his hand. A crack from the ceiling opened and a pair of debris fell onto Jarred.
And he was crushed to death.
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In a hospital room somewhere else, a woman was breathing heavily. She had just given birth. The woman had long brown hair and green eyes. A man with salt and pepper hair stood next to her. The door to the room opened and a doctor came in with a baby.
"Here's your son," he said.
He handed the baby to the woman. The doctor added, "We just need to know his name for his birth certificate. What's his name?"
The woman looked down at the baby and smiled.
"Jarred," she said. "Jarred Blofis."
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Extra Note: This is a character being reborn into another universe series. Eventually, more about Jarred Jones will be revealed.