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Donald Petrovski

Short Stories
- Angeled Rising (Part 1)

Angeled Rising (Part 1) (3 ratings)
         by Donald Petrovski
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David gave a tired sigh. "I’m sorry Will, it was necessary. The last I had used it was when I simply wanted to see where Stewart was. That’s when I picked up your extremely high energy concentration that I had never seen on you before, and I went down to investigate in too much a hurry to turn it off."

Will looked at him suspiciously, then waving it off as if he had not just had a near death experience, walking off the odd feeling he had in the back of his head. After all, he had known this boy all his life, might as well trust him the least bit, even if he is some weird alien overseer that’s been around a few hundred years. He just wanted to get off the isle.

"I think it would be best if you left now… you both look tired."

David led them to the back hut with no resistance from the pair of Angeled Ones. He started up the portal on the far wall; the swirling mist got a curious experience from the boys as they were all but shoved right through it. Within the blink of an eye, they were standing in the middle of Stewart’s living room as if nothing had happened, with no evidence that it hadn’t been anything but a dream, except of course a headache on Will’s part.

Will and Stewart had been training for hours, or seconds in the physical realm, but they were dead tired. They kept to practicing what they already knew, focusing their strength and energy in to forming the different weapons in to different forms and at quicker paces. The faster they could form a weapon, the faster whatever they are fighting would be dead. Although they had no practical use of these weapons as of yet, they had decided between them that it was likely they were not the only ones with this kind of power, best to be prepared for whatever might come along.

It had taken them months already to reach their current state of knowledge, starting when Will and Stewart had gotten into a fight over a game. The fight had brought to the surface enough emotion, and energy with it, to unknowingly throw them into the dark realm. They spent what felt like days walking around and exploring the deserted place. Stewart finally managed to pull himself out by focusing what he thought he had felt on the way in, he wanted to fight on the way in, so maybe he should do the exact opposite to get out. He concentrated for over half an hour before the light had enveloped him, it was a full day before he came back in for will, he was infuriated, but Stewart claimed it had only been a minute. Either way, he pulled him back out, only to find that almost no time had passed at all and that no one had missed them.

Ever since then they had returned for days upon days, finding that their age was not affected in this place, they could live virtually forever, but it would have to be in the dark realm. The first few days of going into the dark realm was mostly just for private discussion, they started doing it more and more gradually, finding it easier and easier to come back. Eventually they decided to try bringing someone else into the dark realm; the chosen person was Stewart’s sister, Leigh. Thy struggles hour upon hour and day upon day trying to get Leigh in, he thought they had gone nuts, not once did it ever work.

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