The Ones of Old
Alexander Dowidar-Jackson
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The Ones of Old
Alexander Dowidar-Jackson
Copyright 2012 by Alexander Dowidar-Jackson
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I want to tell you how it all happened, how it all began. I mean, it was so strange and I was so scared. How could it have all happened? It constantly bothers me and will do forever. I mean, how could I have gotten those powers?
Why did I go there? Why did I go out midnight? What came over me, I shall never now? I wanted to tell someone, but who would believe me, no one. So I might as well write it down here and tell you my story.
It all started on that rainy night, I couldn’t sleep at all. I sat on my bed staring out at the window, watching the rain slide down the glass. I tried to get to sleep, but I couldn’t. I walked around the room, trying to find someway of entertaining myself. But I was so bored. I kept staring at the floor, the ceiling, the bed, but I just couldn’t get to sleep. Then I noticed the rain had stopped. I looked out of the window and I saw the large park outside. I don’t know how but I felt a sudden urge to go outside. I got dressed quietly, not wanting to wake my parents, opened the window and looked down.
It wasn’t that far down and I jumped. I hit the wet grass of the front lawn and went over to the garage and got my bike out. I cycled across the road and through the entrance of the park. It was quiet, too quiet. But who would be out at this time of the night. I rode past the trees and bushes, enjoying the cold wind brush past my face. I came to the centre of the park where all the lanes met in a big circle with a big summer house in the middle. I put my bike against the steps that went to the summer house. I looked up at its roof and climbed up the house. I got on the roof where I had view of the entire park and the rest of the city. I sat on the roof and enjoyed the view.
Then a bright light appeared above me. I looked up at it, it blinded my eyes and I shielded them with my hand, I kept trying to look at it, till it took over.
I woke up in a room that was completely blank, no floor, no walls and no ceiling. I was lying on a bed, I tried to move but I couldn’t, I was tied to it by some invisible force. Then the bed started to move till it was upright and I was standing, still tied to the bed.
'Welcome.' A voice said.
'Who are you?' I replied.
'The Ones of Old.'
'Who?'
'We are the creators of everything, the earth, the sun, the universe.'
'What do you want with me?'
'We have given you the powers of the universe.'
'Powers?'
'That's not important.'
'Why me?' I asked trying to find the source of the voice, but the voice seemed to come from every single direction.
'We put the first humans on earth; you're ancestors were one of them.'
'Let me go!' I cried.
'Not without completing the apocalypse.'
'What?'
'We created the world where we hoped people would live in peace. But look at it now hunger, war, disease, terrorism, poverty. We didn’t want this. We placed clues that the world would end, the Aztec calendar, films about the final days of earth. But no one cared. You are going to end the world; you are going to save the universe.' I stared into space with horror in my eyes.
'No!' I cried straining against the invisible force.
'You have no choice; the symbol on you says you have no choice.' I looked down and there was a white glow from under my t-shirt a symbol glowed straining my eyes.
I tried to pull myself away from this restraining force, I tried again and again. Using all my strength I had left I pulled and pulled. Until the force gave up then I was falling through and endless abyss of white. But then I realised I was falling through the sky. I tried to move, I tried to control my fall and I pushed my legs against the air. I went up, I realised I was flying, I soared down, left, right, up and down, I was really flying, I past a layer of cloud and I saw the park where I had just been. I leaned down and headed in the direction of the summer house. When I got close I wondered how I would land, but it was too late, I hit the ground with a thud.
I woke up the night sky above me. I got up out of the crater I had just made. Surprisingly I hadn’t any broken bones or any scratches on me. I looked at the symbol it glowed bright white. My bike was still there against the summer house. I looked up at the night sky and some of the stars started to move down right in front of me and a ghost appeared.
'You, have no idea what an important thing you are doing to every human on earth.' The ghost said to me.
'I won't kill billions of innocent lives for some stupid reason.' I replied.
'You have no choice.'
'Everyone has a choice.'
'Not you.'
'But why me?' I asked. That was the question that had been bothering me the entire time.
'We got all the descendants of the first humans and tried to give them the powers, they all died expect for you.' I shuddered at the thought of other innocent people dying. 'But seeing as you won't work for us you might as well die.' The ghost flicked its wrist and I was sent flying back I hit a tree and a jolt of pain was sent all over my body. The ghost did this again and again the pain coming again and again, nut nothing was happening to me no bones were breaking. I put my arms up in front of me trying to stop the force that was sending me back, but when I did that the ghost flew back. I realised what my powers were, I was super human. I did it again and again the ghost was being sent back and back.
'Stop!' It cried it was lying by a tree it had just hit. Surprisingly the tree had cracked a bit which was strange for a ghost. 'Enough.' It said its featureless face seemed to be looking at me. It looked at me for a long time and then somehow disappeared.
'Very well we will leave the earth alone and you will regret your decision.' The voice said that had been talking to me earlier in the white room. I looked around got my bike and went back home.
I soon found out that my powers meant that I could run, jump, fly, lift and control things better than any other human. Even with these powers and the Ones of Old making me aware of all the bad things in the world I enjoy living this life even with all this hate. I hope whoever is reading this understands what happened.
THE END
By: Alexander Dowidar-Jackson