Young Writers Society

I was wondering along the road and saw this cool shop selling daggers and swords. I saw this awesome pair of daggers and asked how much they were. When the salesperson told me 280 i immediatlely paid the $280 and when i grabbed them, a mysterious light arose and next thing i knew i was sitting in a chair next to 2 unknown people, i asked who they were and waited as the next people appeared.

I sat in my room, gazing around the loneliness of it. Simple black draperys lined the windows and the walls were plain and unimportant. I reached over and grabbed a book from the bedside table and opened to my bookmark. I had nothing better to do at the moment. Suddenly, a small speck of light appeared inside the book and and soon grew to a blinding brightness. I dropped the book and covered my eyes from the burning source of incandescence. When I finally opened them I found myself in a dimer lit warehouse, only two other people standing a little ways off away from me. I looked over them briefly and then brought my attention to the rest of the room. What had just happened?

I fiddled with the keyboard trying to decide what to write. 'Good guys are soooo boring. Why not be more interesting why not a bad guy?' As soon as the thought crossed my mind there was a large flash of bright light and I closed my eyes instinctively then when I opened them I was in a warehouse with several people. "Well." I muttered to myself under my breath.

I sat in my room tapping my pen against my journal humming something under my breath. I leaned against a dark purple pillow enjoying warmth and softness underneath my back. 'I'll write a story where the bad guys win.' I thought triumphant that I had figured it out. As soon as the thought crossed my mind a blinding light flashed and then next thing I knew I was sitting next to a few peopl.e who I didn't know from King Tut.

Red Seal (a.k.a Cam) Hey, I edited my profile a bit, please check it out

I didn't care that it was past noon. I didn't care that my dad was sick and tired of my laziness. All I cared about was the fact that I was sleepy, and I couldn't sleep. Well, actually my thinking pattern went something like this:

No LIGHT! No NOISE! Cameron sleep now!

With a groan I rolled face up and opened my eyes to meet the glaring eyes of my father.

"Finally!" was all I heard before my eyes closed again. When they opened again, my father was gone, and a note lay on my face. Groaning, I read it.
Cam, took the car to the airport like I told you. I should be busy for the next few days, so sorry. Food's in the fridge, as well as $500 for emergencies in your dresser. The boys at the lab will make sure your'e safe. -Pa

I grinned, and raced to my dresser, already imagining all the awesome things I was going to buy and do. I got dressed and showered, and then snuck down to the lab to grab my SEAL I suit. Dad had said it was a useless combat invention. to be kept under lock & key, but Dad wasn't here and now it was time to have some fun. I made my way over to the lawn, and focused on some hapless neighbor's garden gnome. I extended my hands and focused on a blast of red, disintegrating the snotty clay figurine. I got the blast part, not so hot on the aiming. A blaze of pure energy hit the neighbor's lawn, leaving a simmering scorch sign about the size of a car.

"Sweet!" I yelled, and turned to find a new target. Before I could do so, something caught my heel, and I tumbled forward into... a room? I looked around at some other people, a guy in a chair, a girl with some knives, all looking as discombobulated as I was. What the hell was going on?

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