Disclaimer: See Chapter One
The whole dimension deal was created by my friend, Wolfblitz, and I'm trying my best to write it with the limited knowledge I have, so don't hurt me! cowers And there'd probably never be a travel guide with unregistered dimensions. shrugs
Chapter 2. And so It Begins
Taylor blinked and stared up at her wall. She was incredibly bored. Sighing and rolling over, she swung her legs to the side of the bed. She had training tonight, but didn't quite feel like going. Now she wishes she had, just to get out of this house.
She stood up, and waved her hand lightly. The door swung open, silently. Perfect. She tiptoed carefully out the door, and cringed as a cat ran by her feet, claws digging into her foot. That dumb cat, she never stayed still. Her name is Poppy, but she has several nicknames. Pop, Popper, Monster, and Monkey. The young kitten dashed into the main hallway, and skidded into the living room. The moment of truth.
Taylor let herself glide gently over the linoleum, to hear the soft hum of a sports game. Sports aren't exactly quiet, but they are when the volume is turned down to 10. Her dad lay snoring on the couch, and she laughed at his carelessness. He almost ruined her plans. She sighed and blew softly into the room, and her father disappeared, hopefully upstairs, she thought. She walked into the room silently and picked up the remote. She hit the power button, and slowly made her way back to her room.
She flopped onto her bed and picked up her travel guide. She swiped once during training, who would miss it? She began leafing through the pages, sticking her tongue out and making gagging noises at the boring dimensions. She wanted to go out tonight. Have some fun.
She went from 'registered' dimensions to 'unregistered'. Dangerous fun. The dimensions where we aren't supposed to go. She liked. She wanted a nice place, have an adventure, be back in a week or so and say that some guy kidnapped her and she barely escaped. Then she'd bring some helpless guy here, send him out on the streets, blame him, then get rewarded. She didn't care if it was cruel, she just cared that it was an adventure.
Taylor was suddenly pulled into a mess by one of her friends. She and other select few are currently training to save the dimensions. She enjoyed it for the most part, but she craved just a tiny break. An adventurous break. She was training Ryan, but he can wait. This needed to happen now.
She walked over to her computer, and poked the mouse. The computer binged out sleep mode, and she double-clicked America Online. She blew air at the computer for taking so long to load. She had dubbed it Dumb Computer, being the virus magnet that it is. She checked her e-mail, about 3 were from Wolfblitz, asking when she'd be at training, and she deleted two of them. The last one, Get over her… NOW! she hit the reply button.
10:37, p.m.
Hello. Sorry I couldn't make it. I have to stay home. My family and me are playing the lookout. Only we are really looking out because there's some night prowler around here. Bleh. Hold on, I see something. See ya!
TaylorThere. Excuse set. She closed AOL and pulled up Microsoft Word. She scanned the fonts, and burst out laughing when she saw 'ransom'. She changed the font to that, and started typing a message.
Dear Parent or Guardian of this child-If you ever want to see her again, get 50 dollars from every household in town. And don't try anything funny. I know how many houses there are in this town.
She almost started cracking up at the absolute fakeness of the letter. She printed it out, pricked her finger, and made little blotches all over the paper. She then crumpled it up a few times, then laid it onto her pillow. She turned her attention to the travel guide.
She turned page after page of the guide, from unregistered dimension to the next. On caught her eye.
The dimension of Elibe has a medieval look to it. Castles, kings, marquesses, pegasus, and even a war fought with dragons. She read the caption under the carefully taken picture.
After the war with man and dragon known as The Scouring, this dimension has been labeled unregistered to prevent deaths from the unstable nature of the dimension, Elibe.
Perfect, she thought. She concentrated hard. She was starting to see a large castle, and plains in between the small villages. There was a small group of people by the castle. Her adventure she craved begins now.