This is the first thing I've written in a while, if anyone's noticed. I've had SEVERE writer's block, which I don't think I've really had before. Umm...I'm not entirely pleased with it, but I did manage to write something, so I figured I'd post it. It's not even that original or anything, but I wrote something! (This pleases me : )My exams are just about over, so hopefully I'll have more time to write again soon. Anyway, this one's for Cordria, because it's her fault that I managed to write anything at all. Thank you! (The next one will hopefully be a little better, so since this one isn't great, maybe I'll dedicate that one to you instead.) By the way, the part in italics is what I needed to write to start this. Just thought I'd throw it in.
Also, thanks to my sole reviewer, uula. To you, I bequeath fresh, homemade apple pie.
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Wander, see where my mind takes me. That's what they tell me, and maybe now I'll start listening. The voices often have the best advice, after all...
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And So It Began: A story by magpie8spook
It all began last September. Really, it began much earlier, but my part in this little drama began last September, just a couple of weeks into the school year. It was high school, I was excited. Sure, I was a little nervous; it was, after all, a completely different world from elementary and middle. Where would I find my place? But I already knew that there was at least one person who was always there for me. My lifelong best friend, the guy I could depend on for anything. Even when our lives changed completely, we were always there for each other, always ready to accept the other's faults, and full of hope for our future.
Then we met her, and everything changed. All of a sudden, the pair of best friends for life was changed to a group of three friends. We all just sort of clicked, and we were off. She fit in like she had always been there, and even though she was so different from the both of us, and a girl to boot...we were happy together. We understood each other, on some level below the surface, and we knew instinctively that as long as we were together, nothing could stop us.
Of course, those feelings were only vague at first. How were we to know how soon that friendship would deepen, and solidify into something greater, something that none of us had ever imagined possible? How were we to know that all of us would soon be changed...for good?
I had seen the Fenton portal before, of course. I was always hanging around the lab, seeing what was going on, checking out the latest inventions and figuring out how they worked. Partly just for fun, but also just...in case. But she had never been down there, and so down we went, our feet clanging as we marched in tandem down the steel steps, speaking in whispers so as not to be overheard by any of the adults, so that we could just be left in peace. How wrong we were...
There it was, a cavernous maw in the far wall, to the right of the staircase. Full of tangled wires, switches, and circuitry, enough to make anyone's head spin. I had seen it all before though. Still, it never ceased to amaze me how much work had gone into this hole. And it never ceased to amaze me that it was actually expected to open up a gateway to another dimension, an entire new world just waiting to be discovered.
At the very end of it though, there was a wall. That was the problem. You couldn't just walk into the 'portal', hoping to get somewhere. It wasn't working yet, and hadn't been for weeks. Schematics and plans had been checked over, every design flaw had been taken care of -supposedly-, but it still didn't work. So much hope had been poured into it, the dream of years culminating in this, their greatest creation. But it didn't work.
Not that she would take 'no' for an answer. She's never been that kind of person. So instead, she coaxed us into believing that it must work, that there had to be something else. That we had to at least try. We had never really considered this before; not really. But she was insistent, and we were soon caught up in her excitement, and in the belief that something had to be there. Besides, what was the harm in checking it out? Oh, Murphy...
So a jumpsuit was put on,
A logo was torn off,
Steady footsteps made their way into the portal,
A nervous glance was passed over the interior,
A wide-eyed interest was kindled,
A hand was reached out...
And so it began.
Screams of pain echoed around the chamber, pools of green light swirled around a writhing form, flashes blinded the eyes of those watching in horror...
Then it was over. Or it was thought...
A figure stumbled out of the portal, choking and weak.
Glowing green eyes, overshadowed by snow-white hair, met orbs of violet and teal.
In the silence of that moment, looks were exchanged. It was then that we knew that things had changed for ever, whether or not we knew what had happened yet. As the shock of the moment grew, and horror started to set in, one word was choked from my lips, in something barely above a whisper, barely audible above the hum of the newly working portal.
"Danny?"
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Did I manage to hide who it was? Please let me know, and constructive criticism is much appreciated. I might be a little slow in replying; I haven't checked my e-mail in ages, because I'm scared of the backlog, and anyway, I'm away for the next couple of days. Thanks for dropping by!