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A World with Two Questions

By

Just-Human

Chapter 1: Stuck in an never-ending maze

When most people die they leave this plane.

But sometimes that may not always be the case. They become spirits, wondering around this earth. Some may be looking for something, searching for someone, or even just tied to a certain object or place. No one knows exactly why spirits still roam this land, nor know a certain and perfect way to get rid of them. Different people have different theories of such things, but none will work on all of them.

For these beings that are tied to this earth for, one reason or another they will keep wondering for what they are missing. Perhaps that is the only sure way of getting rid of them, to find whatever they lost. Yet for that to happen it will take time, which they have. For they are no longer living, they are no longer limited by the tides of time. They are no longer inside times reach, for they are no longer mortal.

Yet some might say that they would rather be Immortal, never ageing, for being mortal is being overrated. Though none will know if that were true or not… at least, not until they experience it for themselves. For, Immortality is the one that's overrated. One boy learns this through the things he's lived through and the upcoming future that will never end to let him rest.

He, as well as everyone else in his family, thought he was dead. In all accounts he should have been to, but that is not the case, for he was alive… no, not alive, he was stuck. Neither living nor dead, he was in limbo, a place where one can see reality and the dead. Walking around what seems like an endless maze he found others that were stuck. Some were nice and kind; others he met were no such things, being more violent and crazy.

He couldn't believe that there were more children there than adults. A sad thing, for these children here will probably walk around for an eternity and more searching for their parents.

He met a child once that told him a sad truth about reality. A girl no older than twelve, with stunning golden curls that reminded him of the sun, came up to him and said, "Those of the living do not care about us. They have moved on with their lives. This is how it should be."

With that, she walked away, leaving him sad, yet not surprised. For he knew this, knew this for a long time. Those that are dead can not do much for the living, so it is best to stay away from them. And those that are living can not do anything for those that are dead, so why bring unnecessary pain to both. Yes it is best for both living and dead to move on with there lives. Yet there are always exceptions.

He's been limbo for years and still cannot escape from it. Though, through the years he was able to fine holes in limbo, not big enough to go through but enough to listen to others. Through this he was able to fine out that there's new Source, and part of what his plans are. It was strange the source was supposed to be dead and yet he learned a new Source had taken his place without the Elders or Charmed ones noticing. He couldn't really tell what he looked like but… from what he could see he was pretty tall and clad in a dark cloak.

"So the essence is now split in two?"

"Yes my lord. One of the essences is on the surface; it is close to the Charmed ones. I believe it may be risky to capture that one."

"Of course it would be risky. This whole mission is about risk, yet we need the essences," the new Source sneered.

"O-Of course my lord" bowed one of his subordinates.

"Good now find me where the second essence is. And do not fail me for if you do you would be better off if you do not come back."

"Yes my lord." With that he disappeared.

"Once we have them, they must become…"

Yet before he could hear what the new Source planed to do once he obtained the essences the hole closed up.

"No, NO, NO! This can't happen!" the boy yelled as he pounded the place where the hole is suppose to be. He couldn't believe that the hole would close up. Yes sometime they would but most of the time they would stay open at least for a few days.

In a frantic panic he started running around in circles hoping to find another hole that connected with the Manor. Where, where could it be? I have to find it …for the Charmed ones will need to know this. They cannot be caught off guard. This… This didn't happen when Wyatt was evil… so is he good? Did I full fill my mission? Arrgh! This is no time to be thinking of such things. I must concentrate on the mission at hand, finding a worm hole to the manor to warn them.

As the boy was running he started to hear the most strangest of things, music. This was a melody that played of sorrow and sadness. A broken melody that can only be appreciated once it becomes whole. But why would music be here, now, since the beginning he has never heard such beauty in this forsaken place. The only thing closes to music is the cries of children and the yells of people. So…why now… after so long, why did music suddenly pop out of no where? He didn't know; but for some strange reason he felt compelled to fallow it.

In the real world, where mostly the living dwell, a boy about 10 years turned around, as if looking for something. This boy did not hear music but he felt something, something deep within his heart. It was as if this feeling itself were drawn to something, but what he didn't know. This feeling inside my heart does not hurt. But it seems… kind of… sad.

-End of Chapter one

Sorry for it being short, its just well... hmmm I don't know. haha Its just short.

Anyways how was it?