Hi, it's me again.
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So, for you and for anyone else who decides to read this story, here is chapter one. Enjoy ;D
Disclaimer: Seriously, I don't own this. The Power of Five I mean. I own the plot, of course.
Moore Street, London.
The Traveller woke to the heat of the sun. He didn't register it at first. His head was spinning. He sat up, remembering the attack of the beasts outside St. Meredith's Church. He glanced down what used to be Moore Street. Oh dear. This would take a while to clear up.
It was then he realised the sun was shining. He looked up at the clear blue sky in awe. 'They did it,' he whispered, hardly daring to believe it. He peered up at the bright sun for a few short seconds and then whooped. 'They did it!' he shouted.
For many years he had been dreaming of this. He'd been part of the Nexus for a long time, spent seven years living on a houseboat outside a small village, waiting for one of the Gatekeepers to appear at the door of the village church. Then, barely a week ago, a boy had appeared – Jamie Tyler, an American teenager and more importantly, one of Five. Jamie was a telepath, so he'd heard. The Traveller had been delighted when he learned of his appearance. But he hadn't been the only one. A woman from the village – the teacher he believed, he couldn't recall her name right now – had called upon police to take Jamie away. They had launched an attack on the village and they had killed many, the woman who called among them. Thankfully, Jamie had escaped, along with The Traveller and a girl from the village called Holly.
They had a few, ahem, problems on the way, involving a group of cannibals, evil flies and some very gun-happy police officers. They met with the Nexus, and finally got to a safe house in London. Then Jamie said he had got a signal from the leader of the Five, Matthew Freeman, that he had to go to Oblivion and fight. A group of Old One beasts, including a giant spider, had tried to stop to them, but Jamie and Holly had both got through the door.
At that thought, The Traveller stood and saw the remains of the old church. The only thing left standing was the door with the pentagram. Strange. He was sure that there was more remains before. Maybe he banged his head very hard.
The door began to glow.
Oblivion, Antarctica.
'I'll be fine!' Matt protested. 'I'm better. Honest!'
'Matt...' Richard said.
'I am!'
Richard just sighed in defeat. 'Okay. But if I hear one moan out of you...'
'You won't.' Matt stood up straight, steady on his feet. It was quite extraordinary for a boy who had been enduring utter hell just half an hour before. But this is Matt. He is extraordinary.
Scarlett, Holly and the other Gatekeepers were waiting at the door. It was open, as it had opened as soon as the Old Ones were locked away. They had planned to go to London, as there was nothing for anyone anywhere else. Scarlett was feeling a little nervous about this. Would London be different? Yes. It probably would. She didn't want to know about what happened to Aidan. She really didn't want to know.
Once Matt and Richard had arrived at the door, Pedro opened the door. Then, one by one, with Matt taking Richard and Pedro taking Holly, they all walked through, headed for St. Meredith's Church.
They all came through the door and stepped onto a demolished street.
Jamie sighed. 'Oh, crap.' Holly closed her eyes. The others just stared.
Scott nudged Jamie. 'Did you mess with someone, little bro'?'
'Don't ask. Just don't.'
Just then, The Traveller limped over to them. 'You did it!'
Jamie smiled. 'Yep.'
'Let's get you cleaned up.'
Half an hour later, the Five, Richard and Holly were at another Nexus safe house in London that hadn't been destroyed. They had washed and had eaten a good dinner. They were now relaxed and all were sleepy. The Traveller had advised them to go to bed.
Richard decided to check on Matt before heading to bed. He opened the door and crept into the dark room. Matt was lying in the bed, the blanket wrapped tightly around his body. He had a small smile on his face, a genuine smile of a happy fifteen year old boy. Richard himself smiled and gently ruffled the boy's hair. Matt didn't stir.
'Welcome home,' Richard whispered. Then he crept out again.
Hope it wasn't too short :) Will update again soon!
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