Hello! This is my first real fanfiction on the website (and my first post in general). I hope you enjoy and as an inspiring writer I would really enjoy a lot of criticism. Well, here I go!
Book 1: Genesis
Chapter 1: Missing Memories
The dreams roll through my mind again and again. I'm standing in a large stone room. A fire, standing on a small torch in the middle of the room, flickers non stop. The fire's warmth soothes my soul. The fire, a life waiting to be born. It begins to grow bigger, engulfing everything around it. I stand there, watching. Waiting. The fire grows even larger, beginning to engulf the room. As it grows bigger, the fire begins to transform. It first takes the form of a lion. The lion stares at me, encircling me, ready to pounce. It's eyes full of fierceness engulf me. I stand there, watching. Waiting. From there, the fire transforms again, even bigger than before. It is now a dragon. The dragon stands before me roaring at me, trying to scare me off. But I stand there, watching. Waiting. The dragon gets closer, wanting to attack. The dragon, a life that is waiting to be born, a life that is wants to kill me. The dragon jumps at me, but before it can engulf me in the flames of his body, it pauses. The dragon stands upright and turns around. In the corner, a figure is also watching. The figure is black as night, and it is watching. Waiting. Th figure stands up and begins to walk towards us. The dragon spreads its wings, protecting me from the figure. The life that is trying to kill me, is now saving mine with his own. The blackness of the figure sends a shiver down my spine. It was a blackness that withers and rots anything that happens to be engulfed by me. The dragon begins to crawl towards the figure, and the figure towards the dragon. I want to run. I want to escape from the room and leave it all behind. But I stand there, watching. Waiting. Suddenly, the dragon jumps at the figure. When the two collide, they disappear. The room around me is gone and I am now surrounded by a tornado of colors and emotions. The last roar of the dragon rings in my ear. I stand there, watching. Waiting. Soon, that image is gone and I am now outside in the jungle in the middle of nowhere. In front of me, a circle of ash. Around the edges, mysterious symbols circle the ash. In the middle, a girl. No. A body. What was once a girl is now a hollow carriage. The girl stares at me. Her empty gray eyes try to wrap me around them. Her blonde hair slowly starts to turn white. Soon, all the color on her body is gone and she is completely white. She stands there, watching. Waiting. What is she waiting for? What am I waiting for? What are w-
"Cooper!" the teacher yelled. I stood up abruptly and began to blabber.
"The Declaration of Independence!" I yelled loudly. The kids around me began to laugh and point fingers at me like little kids.
"This is math class, wiseguy. Now sit down and please try to stay awake." the teacher smirked. I sat down quietly and sighed deeply. I looked out the window next to my desk and watched the birds fly high over the school. I despised that dream. That dream now happens almost every other day. I don't even remember when I first had the dream. It might even be possible that I've had that dream since birth. I asked my parents, but all they say is that I have a wildly active imagination nor do they remember me ever telling them about this dream before. I think this is something I'm supposed to talk about with my therapist.
Soon the bell rang and the kids got up. I quickly grabbed my backpack and swiftly left the room. The just empty hallway was now crowded with kids of all types and sizes. I skipped through the hallway and up a flight of stairs. As I left the stairway, a figure grabbed me from behind. Out of reflex, I grabbed the arms of the figure and twisted them, pulling them around in front of me. "Ow, that hurts!" a girls voice laughed. I looked up and it was Amy. I quickly let go and she straightened her medium long black hair with her hands. Her pale skin turned a little red as her melodic laugh filled my ears. I observed her ocean blue eyes. They were nothing like the eyes of the girl in my dream. In fact, they seemed like complete opposites in general.
We began to walk to our science class. As I walked I began to speak to her. "I had that dream again." I told her. She frowned at me. She's known about my dream since I first told her in elementary school, almost 10 years ago.
"You need to talk to someone about this!" Amy pleaded with me. I sighed and shook my head.
"There's no point in getting help." I responded.
"But what if the dreams mean something? What if they are trying to tell you something!?"
"They're aren't trying to tell me something" I laughed pitifully. "My parents are probably right. It's just my imagination acting up." Amy frowned again as we entered the science room. We sat down and talked for a few more minutes before the teacher entered the room.
"Okay class. I was going to begin a new chapter today, but I'm holding off on that until tomorrow." the teacher told us. "Yesterday, an explorer in the Amazon jungle discovered a new animal species!" He told us gleefully.
"What is it, a new type of bird?" one student asked, trying to make a joke.
"No. I think it's best if you just see it for yourself." And with that, the teacher turned off the lights and played the video on the New York Times website.
The video started out with a large group of people standing in a warehouse. The groups is standing in front of a large red curtain, talking about what the new animal could possibly be. The talking ended when a scientist appeared through the curtain and walked to the wooden podium, while applause filled the room. It became silent again when the scientist began speaking. "Yesterday, at around 2:35 pm in the Amazon Jungle near the riverbed of the Amazon river, explorer Adam Kent discovered a new animal species. This species is unlike any other we have ever seen. It shows no characteristics or personality traits that match any other animal we've identified. The animal is considered dangerous as Mr. Kent arrived with the captured animals covered in scrapes and bruises. He states it was just crawling on the sand, as if looking for something. I will now show you this animal that we have just discovered." With that, the man turned sideways and pointed to the curtains, which immediately pulled to the sides of the room. The audience gasped when the creature, contained in a glass box, appeared. The creature was black as night. It was small, with sharp tiny claws and feet and razor antennas. It was entirely black except for the beady eyes, which glowed a bright yellow. The audience murmured loudly and horrifyingly. The creature, instead of moving around, stood still, watching the people in the audience. "The name is this creature is still under determination. We have yet to identify its origin or any others of this creature. It will be studied under the observation of Dr. Hert and we will return when we have made any observational facts about this creature. Thank you and good night." With that, the curtains closed and the scientists disappeared, leaving behind a flabbergasted room.
The classroom was completely silent for a moment, then it broke into chaos. The kids began inferring what the animal was or where it came from. Soon, the bell rang and the kids left. Amy was about to leave the room when she saw me. I was still sitting at my desk. "Cooper, let's go!" Amy yelled. I remained still. She walked over and gasped. I was now pale and shivering, sweat running down my face. While Amy went to get the teacher all I could think of was the picture of the creature. It wasn't moving around in the box. It stood there, watching. Waiting.
Hello! This is my first real fanfiction on the website (and my first post in general). I hope you enjoy and as an inspiring writer I would really enjoy a lot of criticism. Well, here I go!
Book 1: Genesis
Chapter 1: Missing Memories
The dreams roll through my mind again and again. I'm standing in a large stone room. A fire, standing on a small torch in the middle of the room, flickers non stop. The fire's warmth soothes my soul. The fire, a life waiting to be born. It begins to grow bigger, engulfing everything around it. I stand there, watching. Waiting. The fire grows even larger, beginning to engulf the room. As it grows bigger, the fire begins to transform. It first takes the form of a lion. The lion stares at me, encircling me, ready to pounce. It's eyes full of fierceness engulf me. I stand there, watching. Waiting. From there, the fire transforms again, even bigger than before. It is now a dragon. The dragon stands before me roaring at me, trying to scare me off. But I stand there, watching. Waiting. The dragon gets closer, wanting to attack. The dragon, a life that is waiting to be born, a life that is wants to kill me. The dragon jumps at me, but before it can engulf me in the flames of his body, it pauses. The dragon stands upright and turns around. In the corner, a figure is also watching. The figure is black as night, and it is watching. Waiting. Th figure stands up and begins to walk towards us. The dragon spreads its wings, protecting me from the figure. The life that is trying to kill me, is now saving mine with his own. The blackness of the figure sends a shiver down my spine. It was a blackness that withers and rots anything that happens to be engulfed by me. The dragon begins to crawl towards the figure, and the figure towards the dragon. I want to run. I want to escape from the room and leave it all behind. But I stand there, watching. Waiting. Suddenly, the dragon jumps at the figure. When the two collide, they disappear. The room around me is gone and I am now surrounded by a tornado of colors and emotions. The last roar of the dragon rings in my ear. I stand there, watching. Waiting. Soon, that image is gone and I am now outside in the jungle in the middle of nowhere. In front of me, a circle of ash. Around the edges, mysterious symbols circle the ash. In the middle, a girl. No. A body. What was once a girl is now a hollow carriage. The girl stares at me. Her empty gray eyes try to wrap me around them. Her blonde hair slowly starts to turn white. Soon, all the color on her body is gone and she is completely white. She stands there, watching. Waiting. What is she waiting for? What am I waiting for? What are w-
"Cooper!" the teacher yelled. I stood up abruptly and began to blabber.
"The Declaration of Independence!" I yelled loudly. The kids around me began to laugh and point fingers at me like little kids.
"This is math class, wiseguy. Now sit down and please try to stay awake." the teacher smirked. I sat down quietly and sighed deeply. I looked out the window next to my desk and watched the birds fly high over the school. I despised that dream. That dream now happens almost every other day. I don't even remember when I first had the dream. It might even be possible that I've had that dream since birth. I asked my parents, but all they say is that I have a wildly active imagination nor do they remember me ever telling them about this dream before. I think this is something I'm supposed to talk about with my therapist.
Soon the bell rang and the kids got up. I quickly grabbed my backpack and swiftly left the room. The just empty hallway was now crowded with kids of all types and sizes. I skipped through the hallway and up a flight of stairs. As I left the stairway, a figure grabbed me from behind. Out of reflex, I grabbed the arms of the figure and twisted them, pulling them around in front of me. "Ow, that hurts!" a girls voice laughed. I looked up and it was Amy. I quickly let go and she straightened her medium long black hair with her hands. Her pale skin turned a little red as her melodic laugh filled my ears. I observed her ocean blue eyes. They were nothing like the eyes of the girl in my dream. In fact, they seemed like complete opposites in general.
We began to walk to our science class. As I walked I began to speak to her. "I had that dream again." I told her. She frowned at me. She's known about my dream since I first told her in elementary school, almost 10 years ago.
"You need to talk to someone about this!" Amy pleaded with me. I sighed and shook my head.
"There's no point in getting help." I responded.
"But what if the dreams mean something? What if they are trying to tell you something!?"
"They're aren't trying to tell me something" I laughed pitifully. "My parents are probably right. It's just my imagination acting up." Amy frowned again as we entered the science room. We sat down and talked for a few more minutes before the teacher entered the room.
"Okay class. I was going to begin a new chapter today, but I'm holding off on that until tomorrow." the teacher told us. "Yesterday, an explorer in the Amazon jungle discovered a new animal species!" He told us gleefully.
"What is it, a new type of bird?" one student asked, trying to make a joke.
"No. I think it's best if you just see it for yourself." And with that, the teacher turned off the lights and played the video on the New York Times website.
The video started out with a large group of people standing in a warehouse. The groups is standing in front of a large red curtain, talking about what the new animal could possibly be. The talking ended when a scientist appeared through the curtain and walked to the wooden podium, while applause filled the room. It became silent again when the scientist began speaking. "Yesterday, at around 2:35 pm in the Amazon Jungle near the riverbed of the Amazon river, explorer Adam Kent discovered a new animal species. This species is unlike any other we have ever seen. It shows no characteristics or personality traits that match any other animal we've identified. The animal is considered dangerous as Mr. Kent arrived with the captured animals covered in scrapes and bruises. He states it was just crawling on the sand, as if looking for something. I will now show you this animal that we have just discovered." With that, the man turned sideways and pointed to the curtains, which immediately pulled to the sides of the room. The audience gasped when the creature, contained in a glass box, appeared. The creature was black as night. It was small, with sharp tiny claws and feet and razor antennas. It was entirely black except for the beady eyes, which glowed a bright yellow. The audience murmured loudly and horrifyingly. The creature, instead of moving around, stood still, watching the people in the audience. "The name is this creature is still under determination. We have yet to identify its origin or any others of this creature. It will be studied under the observation of Dr. Hert and we will return when we have made any observational facts about this creature. Thank you and good night." With that, the curtains closed and the scientists disappeared, leaving behind a flabbergasted room.
The classroom was completely silent for a moment, then it broke into chaos. The kids began inferring what the animal was or where it came from. Soon, the bell rang and the kids left. Amy was about to leave the room when she saw me. I was still sitting at my desk. "Cooper, let's go!" Amy yelled. I remained still. She walked over and gasped. I was now pale and shivering, sweat running down my face. While Amy went to get the teacher all I could think of was the picture of the creature. It wasn't moving around in the box. It stood there, watching. Waiting.