Ch. 1 The Reoccurring Dream
"Kierko, go to bed, you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow!" said Kierko's mother.
"Okay, I'm on my way, goodnight, love you." said Kierko.
As Kierko ran up to his room he could feel his eyes drooping and his mind already starting to shut down but his excitment was building.
As soon as he changed into his sleeping clothes and he had hit the bed he instantly fell asleep. He tried to get a good night sleep because he knew what was coming up the following day
See, Kierko is a Billiards Champion. Contests, tournaments, and everything. Kierko is the kind of person that you would expect to see on one of those shows where they do a bunch of trick shots and amazing things like that.
As Kierko fell asleep he started to dream, he has been having the exact same dream for the past few days. He had it again tonight.
He was standing in a room with five walls. He was in the very center of it. On those walls were many five pointed stars and what looked like rings but were not. Also, there was one more very intriguing item, it was a staff. It lightly resembled his poolstick only it was white and glowing. On the tip of the staff was yet another five pointed star. Then he heard the strangest voice say the strangest poem.
"Power of pent you search to find,
no matter the state or peice of mind.
Pyrocy, hydrocy, electricity, two more.
Earth and air you've never bore.
Use power of pent to combine the five,
strength and power keep you alive."
Then the room almost disappeared in a quick whirl of color.
"BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ" his alarm had woken him up.
"It's today," yelled Kierko, "the tournament is today!"
This particular tournament was no ordinary tournament. It was a world wide Billiards tournament. He made the cut. He quickly got dressed. He had told his mother, Renia, about the dream before.
"Mom, I had that dream again." Kierko said.
"Really, thats what, the third time?" Renia asked.
Meanwhile, in another time and place, a being of all good, who is leader of his world, is trying to access the powers of the pent. The only way to do so is destroy the dark pent. It is not easy, they are strong. This particular being of good's name is Grephel. The dark pent is trying to take over Grephel's world. Grephel is dying and he knows it and that is why he is focusing all his power and energy in trying to access Draicu. Draicu is a legendary, powerful, and mythical warrior. He is, right now, but a spirit who is merely there. Grephel has already defeated three of the five demons of the dark pent. When he defeats all five, the chosen one will be posessed by Draicu.
Back with Kierko, he is getting ready for the big tournament today.
"Kierko, are you almost ready to go? We do not want to be late!" Asked Renia.
"Yeah, I will be down in just a few minutes," replied Kierko.
As Kierko finished polishing up his poolstick an erie feeling came over him. He looked down at his watch to see what itme it was. The face to his watch was gone! He knew something was very wront! Then, all of the sudden, he had an urge to lie down and take a quick nap. He plopped down on his bed and fell asleep almost instantly. He had the very same dream again. Only this time he could have sworn that he was right there in that room. Then after the poem was recited, (which he has almost memorized by now) a different voice that could not be heard but felt said "You are the chosen one, Kierko." Then at that instant, he awoke.
"Kierko, go to bed, you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow!" said Kierko's mother.
"Okay, I'm on my way, goodnight, love you." said Kierko.
As Kierko ran up to his room he could feel his eyes drooping and his mind already starting to shut down but his excitment was building.
As soon as he changed into his sleeping clothes and he had hit the bed he instantly fell asleep. He tried to get a good night sleep because he knew what was coming up the following day
See, Kierko is a Billiards Champion. Contests, tournaments, and everything. Kierko is the kind of person that you would expect to see on one of those shows where they do a bunch of trick shots and amazing things like that.
As Kierko fell asleep he started to dream, he has been having the exact same dream for the past few days. He had it again tonight.
He was standing in a room with five walls. He was in the very center of it. On those walls were many five pointed stars and what looked like rings but were not. Also, there was one more very intriguing item, it was a staff. It lightly resembled his poolstick only it was white and glowing. On the tip of the staff was yet another five pointed star. Then he heard the strangest voice say the strangest poem.
"Power of pent you search to find,
no matter the state or peice of mind.
Pyrocy, hydrocy, electricity, two more.
Earth and air you've never bore.
Use power of pent to combine the five,
strength and power keep you alive."
Then the room almost disappeared in a quick whirl of color.
"BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ" his alarm had woken him up.
"It's today," yelled Kierko, "the tournament is today!"
This particular tournament was no ordinary tournament. It was a world wide Billiards tournament. He made the cut. He quickly got dressed. He had told his mother, Renia, about the dream before.
"Mom, I had that dream again." Kierko said.
"Really, thats what, the third time?" Renia asked.
Meanwhile, in another time and place, a being of all good, who is leader of his world, is trying to access the powers of the pent. The only way to do so is destroy the dark pent. It is not easy, they are strong. This particular being of good's name is Grephel. The dark pent is trying to take over Grephel's world. Grephel is dying and he knows it and that is why he is focusing all his power and energy in trying to access Draicu. Draicu is a legendary, powerful, and mythical warrior. He is, right now, but a spirit who is merely there. Grephel has already defeated three of the five demons of the dark pent. When he defeats all five, the chosen one will be posessed by Draicu.
Back with Kierko, he is getting ready for the big tournament today.
"Kierko, are you almost ready to go? We do not want to be late!" Asked Renia.
"Yeah, I will be down in just a few minutes," replied Kierko.
As Kierko finished polishing up his poolstick an erie feeling came over him. He looked down at his watch to see what itme it was. The face to his watch was gone! He knew something was very wront! Then, all of the sudden, he had an urge to lie down and take a quick nap. He plopped down on his bed and fell asleep almost instantly. He had the very same dream again. Only this time he could have sworn that he was right there in that room. Then after the poem was recited, (which he has almost memorized by now) a different voice that could not be heard but felt said "You are the chosen one, Kierko." Then at that instant, he awoke.