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Jim was wondering about the battle between Inar Hadensri and Numair Salmalín after school one day, and it was bugging him that he couldn't remember very much about it. So he raided Lauryn's room for In the Realm of the Gods (she didn't know that he had been reading them) so he could reread the battle. So he read the last half of the book, and just as he had finished reading the part when Daine finds Numair at the end, he let out an audible gasp. The battle wasn't even described!
In the future, Jim would look back on this event and wonder why he had let out that gasp because his sister had just opened the door to his room and asked, "Jim, do you know where my fourth Dai-," she stopped in mid- sentence, gaping at her brother who had gasped reading her book. "Oh my gosh!" she explained, as a smile spread from one ear to the other. "You've been reading my books. And you gasped, which means you like them," her voice had taken on the special pitch reserved for talking about Tammy's books. "Even though you've been reading them behind my back, it doesn't matter. You've seen the light!" (A/N: LOL) "I'm going to tell everybo-," but a slightly annoyed Jim suddenly cut her off.
"No, don't tell anyone." I think that it's a safe bet that I will be laughed at by my friends for an eternity if this ever got out, Jim thought worriedly. "But-," Lauryn started. "N-O," Jim said sternly. "Fine!" Lauryn shouted as she marched out of Jim's room. But just as Jim started to reread the battle, in the hopes of finding something that he had missed, Lauryn came storming into to his room, snatched the book out of his hands before he realized what she was doing, and stormed back out of his room, slamming his door behind her. Well, what has gotten into her?
***
It had been almost a month since Jim's strange dream and his meeting with the mysterious Scanrans. He had almost forgotten it, but the memory still lingered in the back of his mind. If he really tried, he could recall the experience in full detail, and relive his dream. During one of these times, on a lazy Saturday, after he had "borrowed" Squire and was sitting in his favorite recliner, an idea suddenly occurred to him. So he stood up out of the chair, stretched, he had been reading for some time, and started off in search of his sister. Well, actually, it went something like this: "LAURYN! COULD YOU COME HERE FOR A SECOND? I NEED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" Jim was taking the lazy way out and yelling up the stairs for his sister.
"NO YOU COME UP HERE!" Lauryn yelled back. Jim sighed. He would have to go all the way upstairs so he could voice his thought to he sister. Yes, defiantly a lazy Saturday. So Jim made is slow trek up the stairs…one stair at a time. When he finally reached the top of the stairs (he could have sworn it was light out when he started going up) he walked into Lauryn's room, book in hand, and opened his mouth to ask his question, but a certain sibling of his overrode him.
"You have my book again," Lauryn remarked in a slightly peeved voice.
"Wow. You're so perceptive," Jim shot back. "Anyways, I came up to ask you a question." Lauryn immediately forgot all of her anger and leapt into an excited state of mind.
"Oh, I can answer anything you want because I know everything about Tortall," Lauryn said happily.
"Well, it kind of has to deal with Scanra and Tortall," Jim said slowly.
"Shoot."
"Ok. I'm going to pose a hypothetical scenario-."
"What," Lauryn asked, confused.
"A situation that's only an idea," explained Jim.
"Oh."
"Well, what if I went to Scanra? What should I do?" Jim asked, afraid now that his sister might laugh him at.
"Well, if I were you, I would try and escape to Tortall, and tell them all about Scanra's invasion plans and the metal thingies and all of that stuff," she said matter-of-factly.
"Ok, thanks. And that's all I wanted to know," Jim made his way back downstairs, Squire in his grasp, and once again sat in his favorite recliner to read.
Hmm, I wonder why he would ever ask a question like that, Lauryn wondered.
***
It had been exactly one month since Jim's dream, and at the moment, he was furious. He was laying on his bed in his room with a death scowl on his face and angry thoughts racing through his mind. It had all started this morning, when he had been rereading Lioness Rampant for the umpteenth time, and he had gotten hungry. He had gotten up out of his lawn chair (he had been sitting outside, because it was a very nice day) and made his way inside, towards the great haven called the refrigerator. As he was going inside, he still had his nose in the book and was walking into the kitchen when he ran smack into Lauryn. This is when the tempers started to rise.
"Why can't you watch where you're going Jim? You'd think that older people have the right of way. Well, sorry to disappoint you, but the newest generation always goes firs…HEY!!! THAT'S MY BOOK!!!" Lauryn practically yelled.
"So, you weren't reading it," Jim replied pertly. And he was right; she hadn't been reading it. Why do younger siblings always want what you have if it is theirs? I mean, they never use it; they only want it because you're using it.
"But I was looking for it!!" Lauryn shouted.
"When?" Jim asked, knowing that she hadn't been doing anything of the sort.
"Just now!" Lauryn was through with her brother always taking her books all of the time.
"Oh, I'm so sure," Jim knew that he wasn't being too nice but hey, he was reading the book, not her.
"Give me my book back!!!" Lauryn was very mad. And it wasn't helping that Jim was holding the book above her head and telling her to jump for it either. But just then, the worst thing that could have possibly happened, happened. "MOOOOOM!!!" Lauryn yelled, going for the win in this battle of the sibs. "Jim won't give me my book back." By now, their mother had come slightly annoyed and angry with her two rowdy children and she was especially ticked at the tone that her daughter had taken on. But what she was especially mad about was that this happened to be the sixth such event this month. Apparently, it had slipped Jim's mind that the last time Lauryn had called, their mother had warned Jim that the next time that this happened, she was going to ground Jim for as long as she felt appropriate. Now, she's had it, and Jim is going to be one disappointed child.
"Jim, I'm sorry to do this, but you were warned. Give your sister your book back, now," she had seen the look of unfairness on his face, "and go to your room. You are grounded from now to when I feel like it."
"But mo-," Jim tried to protest.
"No buts mister, now go," she said sternly, pointing towards the staircase. But that wasn't all. Just as he was angrily heading up the stairs, he heard his sister grumble, "Who does he think he is. Well, I know what I think he is. He is a big, fat, stinking thief. That's what he is. Mommy, can I have a Popsicle?" Lauryn had put the past behind her and had practically forgotten the whole incident when she remembered her purpose for coming into the kitchen in the first place.
And now here he was, sitting in his room, with his death scowl, and he was still hungry. Jim sighed. His sister had taken it too far. This was the millionth time that she had gotten him in big trouble for doing a little thing, and he was through with it. Somehow, he would get his revenge. He would show her. Somehow.
***
Jim knew a part of what he was going to do to his sister. First he would take all of her books and hide them. He still had to think up the next part, but he assured himself that he would have plenty of time for that. So he waited till dark, when Lauryn was asleep, and he sneaked into her room very quietly, so as not to wake her up. He then lifted the top of her chest at the foot of her bed, where she kept her books and picked them all up in one large pile, and started to carry them to his room.
But Jim never arrived at his room. Just as he stepped out of Lauryn's room, a strange pulling sensation started to tug at him, like it was dragging him into some kind of void. Just as this was happening, he could see a pale red mist envelop him and the books. The next thing he realized, he was being tugged through time and space, to what destination, he would soon know.
***
Jim suddenly found himself in the same dark room that he had ventured to in his dream. As he stood up, slowly because it seemed that he had been bruised in the places people don't know they have until they get bruised there, and looked around the room for the second time in his life. What he saw made his jaw drop. Not only were the things that he saw before still there, but also there were many things that he had never seen before in his life. The first thing that he noticed was an extremely odd marking on the floor. But Jim looked closer, and found that it wasn't an odd marking, it was several odd markings. One, the most prominent, was a perfectly round circle etched into the floor, which he was the center of. The other markings were various shapes and lines drawn in the circle. The first mark in the circle was an S-shaped line encircling him, as did the circle. The next was a chain of diamond shapes chain linked together. The other markings were unidentifiable by Jim, as he had never seen anything like them in his entire life. When he looked up, he saw one several large and small objects on them. As he stood up, he noticed that on one table, there were bags and bags of different powders, liquids, and other strange concoctions that Jim could only hope weren't intended for him. On another table, which was littered with scorch marks and stains, stood many vials and beakers. It appeared that somebody had been doing many the experiments in this room. Jim felt as if somebody was watching him. He turned around, and just as he had before, he came face to face with a man. But this time, he had two eyes. Oh my goddess (he had started saying that these days for some reason) there is a ruby or something in his eye!
A/N: I hoped you liked this chapter!! To everyone who reviewed, thanks for reviewing! I really appreciate it!! Thank you all…all 5 of you! But I need more reviews!! So please R&R people…please!!
Jim was wondering about the battle between Inar Hadensri and Numair Salmalín after school one day, and it was bugging him that he couldn't remember very much about it. So he raided Lauryn's room for In the Realm of the Gods (she didn't know that he had been reading them) so he could reread the battle. So he read the last half of the book, and just as he had finished reading the part when Daine finds Numair at the end, he let out an audible gasp. The battle wasn't even described!
In the future, Jim would look back on this event and wonder why he had let out that gasp because his sister had just opened the door to his room and asked, "Jim, do you know where my fourth Dai-," she stopped in mid- sentence, gaping at her brother who had gasped reading her book. "Oh my gosh!" she explained, as a smile spread from one ear to the other. "You've been reading my books. And you gasped, which means you like them," her voice had taken on the special pitch reserved for talking about Tammy's books. "Even though you've been reading them behind my back, it doesn't matter. You've seen the light!" (A/N: LOL) "I'm going to tell everybo-," but a slightly annoyed Jim suddenly cut her off.
"No, don't tell anyone." I think that it's a safe bet that I will be laughed at by my friends for an eternity if this ever got out, Jim thought worriedly. "But-," Lauryn started. "N-O," Jim said sternly. "Fine!" Lauryn shouted as she marched out of Jim's room. But just as Jim started to reread the battle, in the hopes of finding something that he had missed, Lauryn came storming into to his room, snatched the book out of his hands before he realized what she was doing, and stormed back out of his room, slamming his door behind her. Well, what has gotten into her?
***
It had been almost a month since Jim's strange dream and his meeting with the mysterious Scanrans. He had almost forgotten it, but the memory still lingered in the back of his mind. If he really tried, he could recall the experience in full detail, and relive his dream. During one of these times, on a lazy Saturday, after he had "borrowed" Squire and was sitting in his favorite recliner, an idea suddenly occurred to him. So he stood up out of the chair, stretched, he had been reading for some time, and started off in search of his sister. Well, actually, it went something like this: "LAURYN! COULD YOU COME HERE FOR A SECOND? I NEED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" Jim was taking the lazy way out and yelling up the stairs for his sister.
"NO YOU COME UP HERE!" Lauryn yelled back. Jim sighed. He would have to go all the way upstairs so he could voice his thought to he sister. Yes, defiantly a lazy Saturday. So Jim made is slow trek up the stairs…one stair at a time. When he finally reached the top of the stairs (he could have sworn it was light out when he started going up) he walked into Lauryn's room, book in hand, and opened his mouth to ask his question, but a certain sibling of his overrode him.
"You have my book again," Lauryn remarked in a slightly peeved voice.
"Wow. You're so perceptive," Jim shot back. "Anyways, I came up to ask you a question." Lauryn immediately forgot all of her anger and leapt into an excited state of mind.
"Oh, I can answer anything you want because I know everything about Tortall," Lauryn said happily.
"Well, it kind of has to deal with Scanra and Tortall," Jim said slowly.
"Shoot."
"Ok. I'm going to pose a hypothetical scenario-."
"What," Lauryn asked, confused.
"A situation that's only an idea," explained Jim.
"Oh."
"Well, what if I went to Scanra? What should I do?" Jim asked, afraid now that his sister might laugh him at.
"Well, if I were you, I would try and escape to Tortall, and tell them all about Scanra's invasion plans and the metal thingies and all of that stuff," she said matter-of-factly.
"Ok, thanks. And that's all I wanted to know," Jim made his way back downstairs, Squire in his grasp, and once again sat in his favorite recliner to read.
Hmm, I wonder why he would ever ask a question like that, Lauryn wondered.
***
It had been exactly one month since Jim's dream, and at the moment, he was furious. He was laying on his bed in his room with a death scowl on his face and angry thoughts racing through his mind. It had all started this morning, when he had been rereading Lioness Rampant for the umpteenth time, and he had gotten hungry. He had gotten up out of his lawn chair (he had been sitting outside, because it was a very nice day) and made his way inside, towards the great haven called the refrigerator. As he was going inside, he still had his nose in the book and was walking into the kitchen when he ran smack into Lauryn. This is when the tempers started to rise.
"Why can't you watch where you're going Jim? You'd think that older people have the right of way. Well, sorry to disappoint you, but the newest generation always goes firs…HEY!!! THAT'S MY BOOK!!!" Lauryn practically yelled.
"So, you weren't reading it," Jim replied pertly. And he was right; she hadn't been reading it. Why do younger siblings always want what you have if it is theirs? I mean, they never use it; they only want it because you're using it.
"But I was looking for it!!" Lauryn shouted.
"When?" Jim asked, knowing that she hadn't been doing anything of the sort.
"Just now!" Lauryn was through with her brother always taking her books all of the time.
"Oh, I'm so sure," Jim knew that he wasn't being too nice but hey, he was reading the book, not her.
"Give me my book back!!!" Lauryn was very mad. And it wasn't helping that Jim was holding the book above her head and telling her to jump for it either. But just then, the worst thing that could have possibly happened, happened. "MOOOOOM!!!" Lauryn yelled, going for the win in this battle of the sibs. "Jim won't give me my book back." By now, their mother had come slightly annoyed and angry with her two rowdy children and she was especially ticked at the tone that her daughter had taken on. But what she was especially mad about was that this happened to be the sixth such event this month. Apparently, it had slipped Jim's mind that the last time Lauryn had called, their mother had warned Jim that the next time that this happened, she was going to ground Jim for as long as she felt appropriate. Now, she's had it, and Jim is going to be one disappointed child.
"Jim, I'm sorry to do this, but you were warned. Give your sister your book back, now," she had seen the look of unfairness on his face, "and go to your room. You are grounded from now to when I feel like it."
"But mo-," Jim tried to protest.
"No buts mister, now go," she said sternly, pointing towards the staircase. But that wasn't all. Just as he was angrily heading up the stairs, he heard his sister grumble, "Who does he think he is. Well, I know what I think he is. He is a big, fat, stinking thief. That's what he is. Mommy, can I have a Popsicle?" Lauryn had put the past behind her and had practically forgotten the whole incident when she remembered her purpose for coming into the kitchen in the first place.
And now here he was, sitting in his room, with his death scowl, and he was still hungry. Jim sighed. His sister had taken it too far. This was the millionth time that she had gotten him in big trouble for doing a little thing, and he was through with it. Somehow, he would get his revenge. He would show her. Somehow.
***
Jim knew a part of what he was going to do to his sister. First he would take all of her books and hide them. He still had to think up the next part, but he assured himself that he would have plenty of time for that. So he waited till dark, when Lauryn was asleep, and he sneaked into her room very quietly, so as not to wake her up. He then lifted the top of her chest at the foot of her bed, where she kept her books and picked them all up in one large pile, and started to carry them to his room.
But Jim never arrived at his room. Just as he stepped out of Lauryn's room, a strange pulling sensation started to tug at him, like it was dragging him into some kind of void. Just as this was happening, he could see a pale red mist envelop him and the books. The next thing he realized, he was being tugged through time and space, to what destination, he would soon know.
***
Jim suddenly found himself in the same dark room that he had ventured to in his dream. As he stood up, slowly because it seemed that he had been bruised in the places people don't know they have until they get bruised there, and looked around the room for the second time in his life. What he saw made his jaw drop. Not only were the things that he saw before still there, but also there were many things that he had never seen before in his life. The first thing that he noticed was an extremely odd marking on the floor. But Jim looked closer, and found that it wasn't an odd marking, it was several odd markings. One, the most prominent, was a perfectly round circle etched into the floor, which he was the center of. The other markings were various shapes and lines drawn in the circle. The first mark in the circle was an S-shaped line encircling him, as did the circle. The next was a chain of diamond shapes chain linked together. The other markings were unidentifiable by Jim, as he had never seen anything like them in his entire life. When he looked up, he saw one several large and small objects on them. As he stood up, he noticed that on one table, there were bags and bags of different powders, liquids, and other strange concoctions that Jim could only hope weren't intended for him. On another table, which was littered with scorch marks and stains, stood many vials and beakers. It appeared that somebody had been doing many the experiments in this room. Jim felt as if somebody was watching him. He turned around, and just as he had before, he came face to face with a man. But this time, he had two eyes. Oh my goddess (he had started saying that these days for some reason) there is a ruby or something in his eye!
A/N: I hoped you liked this chapter!! To everyone who reviewed, thanks for reviewing! I really appreciate it!! Thank you all…all 5 of you! But I need more reviews!! So please R&R people…please!!