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Milly · #5 [ ] 05-17-2007, 05:53 PM

Sorry to double post but here's chapter 2

Chapter 2: Unexpected Visitor

Roian walked down a side street. *What was with her? She seemed a little down.* He thought. *I’ll ask her later.*

He walked around town for a little while and eventually ended up back at the house. He opened the door and looked over at the table. Neina sat on one side of the table. At the other end was an old man who he had never seen before. The man was wearing strange clothes and he obviously hadn’t shaved in a few days. His eyes darted right to Roian the moment he opened the door.

“Oh, Roian you’re back. I wasn’t expecting you for some time.” Neina said when she noticed him. “This is…”

“James.” The old man said with a smile. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Yeah, Same here.” Roian said. “Um…Why are you here?”

“That was rude, Roian.” Neina said giving him an angrier glare.

“It’s alright.” James said not taking his eyes of Roian. “I was passing through and thought I’d visit Neina, we’re old friends after all. And the Soul Festival being at this time of year is an added bonus.”

“Oh.” Roian said. *I wish he would stop staring at me like that. It’s kind of creeping me out.*

There was a long, awkward silence. The two just stared at each other. James’s expression did not change and he kept the same look in his eyes. It was almost like he was analyzing Roian, like he knew something Roian didn’t.

Roian shifted uncomfortably. “Well, I’m going upstairs.” He said eventually and headed to the ladder. He could feel James’s eyes on him the entire time.

“It was nice meeting you, Roian.” James said.

“Y-yeah.” Roian replied and climbed up the ladder and went into his room. He pretended to shot the door. He cracked it and listened.

“I’m sorry about that.” Neina said.

“It’s alright. He’s only 15 after all. I’m just surprised he looks so much like her.” The old man said.

“It is amazing isn’t it. Anyway, you’re sure about what you said before?” Neina asked talking in a lower voice.

“Yes. There is no other explanation. It is the 15th year and the tree has not bloomed yet.” James said in a more serious voice than before. He then whispered something Roian couldn’t hear.

“Roian! Stop listening on our conversation!” Neina yelled up the ladder.

“How did you know?” He said.

“Close the door!” was her only reply. He did as she said not wanting to get into any more trouble. He was curious but not stupid.

He walked over to the chest by the window, closed the shades, and opened it. He opened a secret compartment on the side and pulled out a small box. Inside it was a jewel necklace with a small stone pendent and a picture of a man and woman. The woman was wearing the necklace. These where his most presious belongings. They where all he had left of his parents.

“Mom. Dad. Stay with me tonight. Help me out.” He said looking down at the picture. He felt an uneasy nervousness in the pit of his stomach so he closed his eyes. A picture of Chris formed in his mind. “I think I’m going to be sick. No. I have to be strong, for my parents and for Chris. Mom and Dad, Give me strength.”

The words echoed through his mind. Pictures of the day his parents died flashed through his head. Now only “strength” was left of the words. It repeated over and over, as if a group of people were chanting it. He clenched the stone in his hand as he held back some tears. Its cool surface changed to a burning heat. His eyes snapped open and he stared at the stone in his hand.

*What the…What the hell is going on?* he thought as he stared at it.

He tried to drop it but his hand stayed shot. A soft glow came from inside of it. The light grew and grew until it covered the entire room. A voice was talking, speaking in a language he couldn’t understand. The heat from the stone spread to his entire body. He could understand the voice now.

Have strength, it said. Take this power and be strong.

“W-Who are you?” He asked the voice.

Be strong, was all it said. Take this and be strong.

Then everything went blank.