This is NOT the first chapter, but only the first scene of the first chapter. I hope to upload new scenes until I finish a chapter, and I hope to do so on a regular basis. I at least hope to upload the first five or ten sequences right away, and then put up some more.

The Dark God

So here I was, cleaning my hard drive, when it happened. When it all started, it was about 5:30AM, a good two hours before dawn time, and about that time of the day I am never very bright, no matter if I had pulled an all-nite fanfiction reading session, had studied all-nite, or just being wakened up by my two alarm clocks. In this particular morning it was a fourth reason: my two alarm clocks had just reawakened me after I had spent the night in front of my computer, with a piece of my mind processing homework and science-fiction, and another piece cursing my intolerance to vinegar, which incidentally was the reason why I hadn't been able to go to bed. Well, after I shat up the alarms and tasted the weather (by mindlessly opening my room's window, and shiftily closing it back after receiving the full force of the snowstorm in my bare chest), I started to enumerate my current aches: apparently my entire digestive track was on a strike ( I managed to get indigestion AND diarrhea at the same time ), I was groggy, disoriented and slightly hung-over, and had a very pained right thigh, thanks to a table and one of my trips to the bathroom. To top the cake, now was starting to sneeze from that close call with the window. A comforting thought filled my mind, saying something in the line of 'with so much snow there is no way for school to open today', until the mental smile was shattered by the unmistakable rumble of our local snowplow. I got a quick glance at my clocks, and saw that it was running on schedule, which meant the snow was not so deep after all, and school was most likely to open today.

It was the last straw for me. As calmly as I could, I went to the bathroom, filled the sink with lukewarm water, dunk my face into the water, and screamed with all my might and soul, and once my lungs were empty, I stood there until the need to breathe brought my face back to the surface. I just stood there breathing hard for what felt like five minutes, until a 'clap' noise coming from the main door, which I recognized as the newspaper, brought me back to reality. I slowly made my way to the main door thinking something good about the commitment of the paperboy, when I saw that indeed there was no paper, and instead of it there was a white envelope. 'Too early to be the mail' I thought with a bit of suspicion, which was reinforced when I looked by a nearby window, as I saw no steps in the fresh snow. I picked up the envelope and read the destination . . .

"Mr. Ignacio Alejandro Ramirez Martin del Campo (aka Necromancer)

The Second bedroom to the left

(blah, blah, blah)

South Eastern Canada

North American Landmass

Terra

Sol system

Milky Way

Galactic Group 4926-3072

Mortal Realm"

I felt a bit of relief imagining that it must be from one of the weirdos I call friends, who might have wanted to check on my paranoia levels. I decided to amuse the sender, and after checking for a nonexistent return address, I opened the envelope. It contained a single sheet of paper, which I promptly read.

Mr Ramirez:

Your request for help has been approved. A representative will be sent to you at your soonest convenience.

Attn

Goddess Relief Office

I started to ponder about the possible meaning(s) of the message, while I made my way back to "Second bedroom." I decided it would have come from some of the "Harry Potter" freaks, and . . . decided my head was way too pained to begin inquiring at the moment. I would just turn off the computer, and set the alarms to go off in another half an hour. I sat down, woke up the computer, keyed the screen saver password, and opened my sleepy eyes in disbelief. A whirl had begun in the centre of my desktop screen and quickly expanded to consume the entire screen, and from its centre a very human looking hand extended through the glass of the screen, and in a second a very female body had been launched onto me, making my chair topple.

I must mention that I am proud of my self control, because what happened next stretched it to the limit: I was still in my chair in a sitting position, with the chair flat on the ground, while a very shapely female body was resting on top of me, with her chest plastered against my face, and her face plastered against the rug. The first thing I though was to hold my ground (and my breath) until she made a move, but when I heard her muttering something about plasma screens always sending her like a cannonball, I noticed she still hadn't noticed me. Since I was going to need to breathe pretty soon, I made the only intelligent thing I could think about: I tapped her shoulder. She rose to a sitting position on my abdomen, but at least I had the relief to have her remove her chest from my face, so I inhaled, ratter deeply. The sound of it was enough to bring her to her feet, with a fist raised and crackling with electricity, and her eyes saying, 'Give me a reason to spare your life!'. I obliged: I pushed the awkwardness, grogginess and pain out of my face, pushed forward a straight face, and made my best imitation of Mr. Spock, while saying "Live long and prosper." That pushed her off balance long enough for me to notice my abdomen had indeed resented the pressure, so I scrambled to the bathroom.

Once I stopped felling my stomach contracting, I looked up and saw the lady holding a box of tissues, with a concerned face. I thanked her with a weak smile. Five minutes and a mouth wash later, she helped me back to my room, where I sat on the bed while she sat on the chair. After I recounted again my aches (grogginess, an insurgency in my digestive track, a sore right thigh, the beginnings of a runny nose, and a bulging headache that always comes after I vomit, but now intensified by having bumped my head in the fall), I blurted the thing that had been running around my mind since I stepped out of the bathroom: "Would you happen to be a Video-Girl?"

You'll see, I wasn't too deep into the anime at the time, but my mind had registered a few facts: (A) She appeared out of a monitor, (B) She had shown me she was capable of conjuring energy around her fist. (C) She had more or less soothed me for the last five minutes. (D) She was fierily beautiful. All those facts pointed 'Video-Girl', so I had to ask.

She looked at me blankly.

'What is a Video-Girl?', She asked, in a surprised voice.

"Never mind that," --I said -- "If you don't know, you wouldn't be."

Then I looked at my watch, which reed 6:10 A.M.. I almost whispered her 'Please not so loud: If my landlord wakes up and finds me with a girl, I'll find myself homeless in a Canadian January'. She nodded understandingly and closed my door. On the mean time I had reached for my room's box of tissues and used the first one on my nose, which I noticed with a growl that had didn't had only snot, but also blood. She noticed the garbage can near her and put it in the ground between us.

"Thanks for helping me, but who or what are you?"

"I am Urd," she said. "A goddess."

I had already mentioned that on that morning I wasn't feeling very intelligent, so the next line should not surprise you. I wasn't amazed, or even registering disbelief; besides, so far she hadn't told me why she was here. So, I said "Good. Do you know something? If I could wish anything in this whole damn world right now, I would wish to have the digestive track of a deity, so I wouldn't have . . . "

A strange tingling feeling in the air told me to look at Urd, who had slapped her forehead hard and was mumbling something about deja vu, until she started to rise on the air. She started to emanate light and crackle with electricity, until her forehead rose upwards, and from a strange triangular marking I had just noticed on her forehead, a beam of red light emanated skywards. The light show had been enough to wake me up, and I was ready to panic when the red beam of light died, she came back to the ground, and thru me an annoyed look.

"Your wish has been approved." -- she said, and the next thing I knew is that I was starting to accumulate distance from the ground, the entire room illumination seemed to die down, and my forehead was jerked upwards so I could receive a similar red beam of light. My entire body felt like it had been set on fire, but without the pain, and although it was pleasant, it was certainly a terrifying experience. I was hovering a good metre over my bed, and when the light left me, I fell on my bed pretty hard. The first thought I had right then was 'Great, now I'll add a sore back to the list', but was amazed to not fell anything bad about my back. In fact, when I opened my eyes I was even more surprised to find that in fact I had no aches at all: my tummy was happy, my limbs were feeling fine, my headache was gone, and even my grogginess was gone! I scrambled to my feet and checked myself, finding that under my charred pyjama pants were two perfectly sculpted (and perfectly tan) legs, and that my flat abdomen had gained some weight in pure muscle. I could not resist the idea and jumped in front of my full body mirror, where I saw that although my upper body hadn't gained mass, it had indeed a great muscle tone and . . . To make the long story short, I had just gone from a 'recreational marathon runner,' to an 'IronMan Triathlon Champion'. However, right then I saw THEM. One was a black rectangle, standing in my forehead, while two black crescents, one on each of my cheeks, were opening toward my nose much like they wanted to lock on the lobes like earrings. I shook my head, and it was then when I noticed her again, who was apparently happy about my reaction. Forgetting about anything, I prostrated myself in front of her and, with my face still on the floor, spoke up.

"Oh Goddess Urd, I do not know from you and your achievements, but I promise, upon the gift you have given me, that I will learn everything that is to be learned about you!"

I felt something click inside my head and felt the air starting to whirl around me, but Urd's voice, with a hint of panic, cut thru the noise.

"Yggdrasil: I do NOT accept the promise I have just received from the god Ignacio! Please abort!"

Something clicked again inside my skull, but I was a bit too confused to care: the words 'god Ignacio' had drilled a hole in my cosmic vision, and . . . I heard the voice of my landlord say something along the lines 'What the Hell is all that noise!', and looked panicky at Urd, who apparently was already at work. She was gesturing with her hands while mumbling something under her breath, which she finished aloud with ' . . . And have a forgetful sleep!'. The last thing I remember, a sphere of energy appeared in her hand, and exploded in light . . .

So that was the first part. I personally don't call it a chapter, as I normally write 50-pages long first chapters. Anyway, I wish you liked this scene, but don't forget that it connects right away with the next.