A Brand New Day
The sun was shining brightly as Alan, a young university student in the small city of Edmonton got out of his bed and was preparing himself for an exam he had to do this morning. As he got on his best clothes to wear, he noticed something on the floor of his apartment. It was a letter from someone Anonymous. As Alan read it though there were some things that really boggled his mind about it though. "Dear Alan,
From what you are reading now this is highly confidential. It is so confidential only you, myself, and a few of my associates are in on this little secret. You are a chosen person my good friend Alan. This means you have a power far beyond that of your average ordinary man and in fact you are so unique your race as a whole is the first ever in the universe to experience super natural powers beyond belief. If you want more information you must meet me at the CN Tower at 5:00 p.m. sharp. Make sure you're not followed.
From,
Anonymous"
As Alan finished the letter he thought to himself at first, 'A chosen guy huh? Last time I checked I was just a guy working to be a lawyer someday. It could just be some sort of prankster playing a trick on me at school, but for some reason I can't help, but feel as if it's important. Oh well, I guess I don't have choice, but to do it.' Hours later, Alan went to the CN Tower at the specific time of 5:00 p.m. He searched the corners of the nearby streets. Nothing. The only thing he saw was late rush hour traffic spading water from the nearby puddles of the sidewalks amongst the pedestrians. It recently rained during the test he was taking on politics and court procedures. 'I knew it. What a waste of time. I could have been busy getting together with the guys for a game of pool or something.' As Alan began to leave though, a trick door opened underneath him. By the time he woke up, he was tied up and sitting on a chair.
It was dark everywhere and then a man in a black overcoat opened the door. Apparently Alan was inside a jail cell and was being held hostage. "Listen man I don't know what your problem is, but I have a life to live you know." The man shut Alan's lips shut with his left hand and then started to speak. "It's good to see you didn't make this hard on yourself lad. I know this may be a lot to take in, but you are a special man. You have been endued with various powers that of which is unlike any in the universe. It's the stuff superheroes are made of and we in the SPC call it "adrenal flax"." Alan then said as the grip on his lips loosened, "SPC and adrenal flax?" The man in overcoat nodded. "Special Police Corporate is the company in which I am affiliated with. We are simply like the U.N. in that we are designed to keep the peace only in pure military formations instead of political formations and peacekeeping or making missions. Also, Adrenal flax as we have found out is a hereditary and fate chosen bacteria that floats amongst our universe and acts like an anti-virus against those of evil qualities and traits as well as various diseases. Now why were you brought here in the first place? It's simple. We want to give you a special weapon to try out." Alan then asked, "Try out? Are you sure you don't have another guy for this?" The man shook his head and said, "The tests said you're the only one who could lift this weapon or use it at all. It's a new one that we just designed." Alan still looked a little confused and the man sighed and continued. "Why don't I explain it a little bit? You see we the SPC have deducted from our reasonings that we as people, being the obvious sinners that we are, will never be able to attain peace without some sort of control over our basic instincts and nature. Thus we have created this weapon to make sure we as people don't over abuse our actions and plunge the world into chaos. If successful it will literally change the very way we live as a whole." As Alan listened to the man speak he couldn't help, but feel an odd gut reaction telling him to just leave now and never return. However, that was the least of his problems.
Meanwhile, somewhere in a galaxy near a young KH universe that was just created, The Rulius Court Council had just gathered with the four major members of the council being presented: Glootus, the keeper of the east and the peacekeeper of the universe, Markinor, the keeper of the west and the intellect behind the court and its members, Obeion, the keeper of the south and the proud baliff/justice keeper of the court, and last, but not least, Aranse, the keeper of the north and the judge of the court as well as the leader in many situations. Glootus was a green blob of mucus that had four arms protruding from his body and he often needed to carried on a floating platform just so he could attend the court council which was often surrounded by various people from different planets of the universe. Markinor was a blue, green eyed, thin and ruggedly handsome alien from the planet of Saryu and was trained to be a humanitarian in most situations. Obeion was a ten foot tall, physically filled out, mature looking white skin alien, wore a black and grey suit, and he was bald completely at the top and around his head. His eyes were green and sinister looking. Aranse was a red alien that was the tallest of them all at 30 feet in height having orange eyes and his clothes were all white. As Aranse gathered his papers together it seemed as if something were about to occur. He then said, "This court is now in session."
(I wonder what will happen next. Stay tuned to find out.)
(Next time: Obeion banished.)
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