Chris2007
November 15th, 2010, 07:52 PM
Hi everyone, I had a little idea tonight so started drafting the first chapter of said idea. Its still in very rough form and my writing skills arent the greatest but any and all critique would be more than welcome. Thanks
Ok. So let me tell you my story. I guess I should begin on the day of my 16th birthday. After all that is when everything kinda started happening. Anyways here goes…..
First off my name. Kail Davison. Slightly unusual name I know but then no one ever accused my family or me of being usual. You know how every school has that slightly odd kid? Walks with his head down, doesn’t really talk to anyone and just sits in the corner at lunch time reading? Well that was me. How do you do and so forth. I never really grasped the whole socialising thing. I preferred to read.
It all started off with a book my grandfather gave me when I was a kid. It had everything a young mind could possibly want. Dragons, evil rulers, powerful sorcerers and knights in shining armour. Ever since then I would always imagine myself in the world I was reading about. Whether I was running through forests with a dragon hot on my heels or overthrowing a despotic tyrant. But despite that I was really a fairly average teenager if a bit taller than most at 6ft exact. Anyhow back to the story at hand.
My 16th birthday. It all started off relatively normal to be honest. I woke up, headed downstairs for breakfast where my Mum and Dad wished me happy birthday and headed for the bus. As I was leaving the house though my Mum stopped me for a second.
“ Remember to come straight home from school today Kail “ she said. “ Your grandparents are coming round for supper and to wish you happy birthday. And you know how your grandmother hates tardiness”
“ Yes Mum “ I replied, wincing as I remembered my birthday last year when I had popped into the shopping centre on the way home to buy a new cd and the lecture I’d got from my grandmother when I got home on how timeliness was the closest thing to godliness a person could get. I really did not want to go through that again.
So off to school I went. Little did I know however how much my life would be changed that night.
I got home at 4pm on the nose. Not a minute late I was glad to see as my grandparents were just getting seated in the living room. I was a little surprised though to see my Uncle Robert there too. Can you remember how I said my family wasn’t exactly usual? Well even by unusual standards Uncle Robert was unusual. For one he looked kinda like a biker/rock singer. Tall, even taller than me, long dark hair and always a black leather overcoat. I could never remember a time I had seen him without that coat. Second no one actually knew what he did. He just appeared and then disappeared for months at a time.
“ Ah here he is. The birthday boy himself. Happy birthday lad.” said my grandfather, when he spotted me by the door.
“ Thanks grandpa.” I said.
“ On time now I’m glad to see” said my grandmother, smiling from the couch.
“ Come over here and open your presents.” my dad added gesturing towards the coffee table on which several presents were waiting for my immediate attention.
I’ll skip the story forward a couple of hours here because I’m sure you’re not all that interested in what I got for my birthday or the table talk that was said that night. I’ll get to the good stuff.
“ We’ll have to do this more often Dad” I heard my father say to his, as my grandparents were leaving. I was tidying the dining table with my Uncle Robert.
“ Are you staying with us for awhile Uncle Rob” I asked.
Looking at me with a slight smile he replied “For a while. Just until I hear from work where I’m off to next.”
“ What do you actually do Uncle Rob?” I’d always been a curious kid.
“ Oh just a bit of this and a touch of that.” he answered.
Well that was enlightening I though to myself.
“ Ok now Kail, I think it’s time you headed to bed don’t you?” said my Mum as she came into the room.
“ But Mum I’m 16 now. Surely I should be able to go to bed when I want by now?” I said.
“ You may indeed be 16 now but you still need to get up for school in the morning.” she replied laughing as she ushered me to the stairs.
“ Goodnight everyone.” I said, slowly trudging up the stairs.
“ Goodnight Kail.” Three voices echoed back to me.
I did have to admit to myself though I was tired. It had been a fairly exhausting day after all. Thank heavens tomorrow was Friday. Only one more day and the weekend was here. My head barely touched the pillow before I was out snoring my head off.
That night I had the strangest dream of my life. I remember it clearly because it was so vivid. I was walking down an old stone staircase and instinctively knew I was in a castle. I had the feeling I was being chased. I didn’t know who or what was chasing me but I knew I had to run as fast as I could because whatever it was it wasn’t friendly. I reached the bottom of the stairs to find an old oak door bolted shut from the other side. I tried pushing the door with all of my strength as I could feel the thing after me getting closer and closer. In frustration I hit the door with the palm of my hand and there was a blinding white light and where the door had stood moments before there lay only drifting ash and an iron bolt glowing cherry red. As I stepped through the door I fell into the deepest sleep I’ve ever had.
The same night as Kail lay dreaming his Uncle Rob sat on the porch of the house looking at the stars and reminiscing about his youth. All of a sudden he felt a tingling of static energy running across his skin making the hair on his arms stand on end. Standing up in alarm he searched the garden, eyes piecing into the gloom and darkness. After assuring himself that no one and nothing was lurking there he turned to look up at the house. He saw that the window of Kail’s room was bathed from the inside by a soft golden light which faded even as he gazed upon it. Sitting back down on the porch step with a heavy sigh he said to himself.
“ So he is chosen. Now it begins. God help him.”
Ok. So let me tell you my story. I guess I should begin on the day of my 16th birthday. After all that is when everything kinda started happening. Anyways here goes…..
First off my name. Kail Davison. Slightly unusual name I know but then no one ever accused my family or me of being usual. You know how every school has that slightly odd kid? Walks with his head down, doesn’t really talk to anyone and just sits in the corner at lunch time reading? Well that was me. How do you do and so forth. I never really grasped the whole socialising thing. I preferred to read.
It all started off with a book my grandfather gave me when I was a kid. It had everything a young mind could possibly want. Dragons, evil rulers, powerful sorcerers and knights in shining armour. Ever since then I would always imagine myself in the world I was reading about. Whether I was running through forests with a dragon hot on my heels or overthrowing a despotic tyrant. But despite that I was really a fairly average teenager if a bit taller than most at 6ft exact. Anyhow back to the story at hand.
My 16th birthday. It all started off relatively normal to be honest. I woke up, headed downstairs for breakfast where my Mum and Dad wished me happy birthday and headed for the bus. As I was leaving the house though my Mum stopped me for a second.
“ Remember to come straight home from school today Kail “ she said. “ Your grandparents are coming round for supper and to wish you happy birthday. And you know how your grandmother hates tardiness”
“ Yes Mum “ I replied, wincing as I remembered my birthday last year when I had popped into the shopping centre on the way home to buy a new cd and the lecture I’d got from my grandmother when I got home on how timeliness was the closest thing to godliness a person could get. I really did not want to go through that again.
So off to school I went. Little did I know however how much my life would be changed that night.
I got home at 4pm on the nose. Not a minute late I was glad to see as my grandparents were just getting seated in the living room. I was a little surprised though to see my Uncle Robert there too. Can you remember how I said my family wasn’t exactly usual? Well even by unusual standards Uncle Robert was unusual. For one he looked kinda like a biker/rock singer. Tall, even taller than me, long dark hair and always a black leather overcoat. I could never remember a time I had seen him without that coat. Second no one actually knew what he did. He just appeared and then disappeared for months at a time.
“ Ah here he is. The birthday boy himself. Happy birthday lad.” said my grandfather, when he spotted me by the door.
“ Thanks grandpa.” I said.
“ On time now I’m glad to see” said my grandmother, smiling from the couch.
“ Come over here and open your presents.” my dad added gesturing towards the coffee table on which several presents were waiting for my immediate attention.
I’ll skip the story forward a couple of hours here because I’m sure you’re not all that interested in what I got for my birthday or the table talk that was said that night. I’ll get to the good stuff.
“ We’ll have to do this more often Dad” I heard my father say to his, as my grandparents were leaving. I was tidying the dining table with my Uncle Robert.
“ Are you staying with us for awhile Uncle Rob” I asked.
Looking at me with a slight smile he replied “For a while. Just until I hear from work where I’m off to next.”
“ What do you actually do Uncle Rob?” I’d always been a curious kid.
“ Oh just a bit of this and a touch of that.” he answered.
Well that was enlightening I though to myself.
“ Ok now Kail, I think it’s time you headed to bed don’t you?” said my Mum as she came into the room.
“ But Mum I’m 16 now. Surely I should be able to go to bed when I want by now?” I said.
“ You may indeed be 16 now but you still need to get up for school in the morning.” she replied laughing as she ushered me to the stairs.
“ Goodnight everyone.” I said, slowly trudging up the stairs.
“ Goodnight Kail.” Three voices echoed back to me.
I did have to admit to myself though I was tired. It had been a fairly exhausting day after all. Thank heavens tomorrow was Friday. Only one more day and the weekend was here. My head barely touched the pillow before I was out snoring my head off.
That night I had the strangest dream of my life. I remember it clearly because it was so vivid. I was walking down an old stone staircase and instinctively knew I was in a castle. I had the feeling I was being chased. I didn’t know who or what was chasing me but I knew I had to run as fast as I could because whatever it was it wasn’t friendly. I reached the bottom of the stairs to find an old oak door bolted shut from the other side. I tried pushing the door with all of my strength as I could feel the thing after me getting closer and closer. In frustration I hit the door with the palm of my hand and there was a blinding white light and where the door had stood moments before there lay only drifting ash and an iron bolt glowing cherry red. As I stepped through the door I fell into the deepest sleep I’ve ever had.
The same night as Kail lay dreaming his Uncle Rob sat on the porch of the house looking at the stars and reminiscing about his youth. All of a sudden he felt a tingling of static energy running across his skin making the hair on his arms stand on end. Standing up in alarm he searched the garden, eyes piecing into the gloom and darkness. After assuring himself that no one and nothing was lurking there he turned to look up at the house. He saw that the window of Kail’s room was bathed from the inside by a soft golden light which faded even as he gazed upon it. Sitting back down on the porch step with a heavy sigh he said to himself.
“ So he is chosen. Now it begins. God help him.”