An old power is rising from deep within the Earth. It will not stop until
it has enough to bring it's master back and then, if it isn't stopped, the
whole of mankind will suffer. It is up to select few, the few chosen by the
ancients, to stop it. They themselves must put their own lives on the line
for the greater good, not all of them will make it to the end. The fate of
the world rests of their shoulders and if they fail, the whole of mankind
will fall.
Chapter One "Run!"
"There's nowhere to run! We're screwed!"
"Form a circle, get around them. Protect them."
"How are we meant to protect them from what we can't see?"
Aurora Fox had been asleep, dreaming of something that she couldn't quiet remember when she woke up, but whatever it was made her shiver with fear. Strands of her long hair with stuck to the back of her neck with sweat and she was breathing heavily. She glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was only 2.00 am. She took a sip of water from the glass by her bed and rolled back over, closing her eyes and trying to get back to sleep. It wasn't like other nightmares, where the images and sounds danced around in her mind afterwards, she couldn't recall anything except for the fear. Then she had a thought, only a brief fleeting one that she dismissed. What Aurora didn't know, that as she shut her eyes, six other people where all being jolted awake from the same un recallable dreams. All six where awoken with chills down their spine, drenched in sweat and all with that same fleeting thought that they dismissed, and none knew how true it was at the time. ' Something is coming.'
It was dark, so dark where their minds went. They had all drifted back asleep but they had gone some place else. Somewhere far. Neither of them could see anyone else and all they knew was they where alone in a dark place that was so very different from where they'd been before. There was a smell, a horrible rotting stench and a noise that couldn't really be described. There was a wind, a wind they felt that didn't move anything, not their hair or the clothes they wore. They wore robes, all of them, robes of china blue.
"Like something out of Harry Potter." the all thought simultaneously
None of them thought of it as anything else besides a dream at that point. It made no more sense then any of the other dreams they'd had in their lives, but it was most certainly a dream. They knew this because they could all remember waking up for the chilling nightmare, but they didn't remember any more details, especially not the voices. All they knew was that they where in the dark, wearing robes. The noise was getting louder and then there was a voice. A voice unlike anything any of them had ever heard before. It was neither male or female, it was neither high or low, it was just a voice that spoke to them individually, yet as a unseen group.
"Your chosen path is lain out in front of you. The journey has begun."
"What journey." Seven voices asked.
"The journey that will shape your futures and them of the millions of lives you hold in your hands. You are the protectors."
"Really? That's impossible. I'm not a protector I'm a....."
"Valet...."
"Pathologist..."
"Trainer...."
"Artist..."
"Wrestler...."
"In a band...."
"Designer."
"You are everything you are suppose to be and nothing more then that. In all of you is the ability to do what you must."
"To do what?"
"To protect the lives of figures of power. Those who are respected and admired. You will protect these with everything you have to give, including your lives."
"What?"
"You will understand in time. But for now........"
Seven different alarm clocks beeped and for the second time, Aurora Fox and six other people awoke from a dream they didn't remember.
Chapter One "Run!"
"There's nowhere to run! We're screwed!"
"Form a circle, get around them. Protect them."
"How are we meant to protect them from what we can't see?"
Aurora Fox had been asleep, dreaming of something that she couldn't quiet remember when she woke up, but whatever it was made her shiver with fear. Strands of her long hair with stuck to the back of her neck with sweat and she was breathing heavily. She glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was only 2.00 am. She took a sip of water from the glass by her bed and rolled back over, closing her eyes and trying to get back to sleep. It wasn't like other nightmares, where the images and sounds danced around in her mind afterwards, she couldn't recall anything except for the fear. Then she had a thought, only a brief fleeting one that she dismissed. What Aurora didn't know, that as she shut her eyes, six other people where all being jolted awake from the same un recallable dreams. All six where awoken with chills down their spine, drenched in sweat and all with that same fleeting thought that they dismissed, and none knew how true it was at the time. ' Something is coming.'
It was dark, so dark where their minds went. They had all drifted back asleep but they had gone some place else. Somewhere far. Neither of them could see anyone else and all they knew was they where alone in a dark place that was so very different from where they'd been before. There was a smell, a horrible rotting stench and a noise that couldn't really be described. There was a wind, a wind they felt that didn't move anything, not their hair or the clothes they wore. They wore robes, all of them, robes of china blue.
"Like something out of Harry Potter." the all thought simultaneously
None of them thought of it as anything else besides a dream at that point. It made no more sense then any of the other dreams they'd had in their lives, but it was most certainly a dream. They knew this because they could all remember waking up for the chilling nightmare, but they didn't remember any more details, especially not the voices. All they knew was that they where in the dark, wearing robes. The noise was getting louder and then there was a voice. A voice unlike anything any of them had ever heard before. It was neither male or female, it was neither high or low, it was just a voice that spoke to them individually, yet as a unseen group.
"Your chosen path is lain out in front of you. The journey has begun."
"What journey." Seven voices asked.
"The journey that will shape your futures and them of the millions of lives you hold in your hands. You are the protectors."
"Really? That's impossible. I'm not a protector I'm a....."
"Valet...."
"Pathologist..."
"Trainer...."
"Artist..."
"Wrestler...."
"In a band...."
"Designer."
"You are everything you are suppose to be and nothing more then that. In all of you is the ability to do what you must."
"To do what?"
"To protect the lives of figures of power. Those who are respected and admired. You will protect these with everything you have to give, including your lives."
"What?"
"You will understand in time. But for now........"
Seven different alarm clocks beeped and for the second time, Aurora Fox and six other people awoke from a dream they didn't remember.
