Chapter 1
Place: Anglasia Governmental Complex
Date: March 22, 2013
Time: 0900 Anglasia Standard Time
I rolled into H.Q. under emergency orders. Needless to say, I was a buit irked.
"Sir! It's insane! A kidnapping!" A private was screaming at me as I was walking into the war room"
I stopped in my tracks more than a little pissed now. "You mean you called me in for this?! Seriously?! A minor kidnapping?!"
"I don't thinkk you understand..."
"No, I don't think you understand. The local bases can't take this? Forging government documentation, especially by an elder, will get you executed."
"The victims have no inert ability to cross over."
"Say what?"
"The vic..."
"I heard what you said the first time private." Everyone knows this is imposssible.
"Evidently not anymore sir."
"Bullshit private. Lets see what's going on.
A bit of background. For only God knows how many years, it's been a well known fact that only those with the inert ability of scrawl skip can cross over to Anglasia, whether they know that they have it or not. A law if you will. It happens on occasion that somweone with the gift that doesn't know they have it accidentally crosses over. However; it is your passport if you will. No body without the gift however ever has or has the ability to. Even with another that has the gift. Well... apparently it was for God knows how many centuries, even millennia. We continued to the war room in silence, unsure of what this means.
When we enter the war room; all the elders wee sitting along the oval table. All except Thomas Kincaid that is, elder over the military. He's probably the most unassuming elder, even with his trench coat and hat.
"We have a very interesting situation." Thomas started as he was getting up and heading to the display. "This is what has happened so far. A lady in her mid twenties was taken out of earth around 1300 Atlantic Earth Time from the Bronx area of New York, New York yesterday.
"So why don't we just process her and send her back?" the Lt. General Mousoon, over crossover enforcement, inquired almost immediately.
"Because she has no gift of scrawl skip." Elder Kevorski chimed in. Elder of medical services.
At that point you could hear a pin drop for what had to be about 15 minutes or so. It was one thing for a normal person to say. It was a completely other thing for it to be an official declaration from medical personnel. That pretty much that every test pretty much in existence had been preformed to try to find it and not a trace was found. Again; nothing like this had ever happened before-- And I mean ever.
"I mean no disrespect Elder Kivoski; but, that's impossible. It's well known. It not only has never hapened but could never." I chimed in.
"Are you telling me, GENERAL Wallings, that my skills are lacking when it comes to diagnostics and testing? May I remind you that it was very close to insabodination that just came out of your mouth General."
"No... I just..."
"CHILDREN!" Kincaid snapped, "There will be enough time for dressing down and pissing contests after all of this is over. Right now we have a serious issue at hand." At that Kevorski appologised and I grumbled. "I think the lady can finish the story much better than any of us. So; I will give her the floor. Mrs Smith, please introduce yourself.
"Hi"
Then there was a very long pause. She was lookingaround as if she was nervous about something.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Smith; but, could you speak up a tad bit?" General Lee, the one over non criminal art skipping matters requested.
Sorry, this is just so... strange." She replied in a low voice. "My name is Tonya Smith. I was asked to be here. It's just... Weird. I suffered at my husband's hands for eight years. Then I ran. I came back though. He had changed, or so I thought. I made it one and a half moths this time. He... He... He just snapped. When he left the room I knew he was going to get the bat. I knew I was going to die that day. Then the weirdest thing happened. A small child just all of a sudden came out of the wall. I know it's strange but it's true I swear. He drew something on the wall and held his hand out. I wasn't gonna take it; but, then I heard Larry screaming how he was gonna kill me. So; I took his hand and... the drawing... It just lit up! Just like that! We stepped through the wall and entered a world. This one. Then he tried to share his gum with me. Half chewed.I acted like I was chewing it and then he walked back through the wall. That kid saved me life."
Stunned silence. That was all that could be heard. Then General Lee spoke up.
"You said it was a child?
"Yes General"
"Call me Chin. With what you've been through you've definitely earned that privilege. And how old was this child?"
"I'd say about four or five"
"Four or five years of age?"
"Yes Chin"
At that point I chimed in, "Is there anything you noticed about this child that was different? Unique?
"You mean besides the fact of walking through walls?" At that we all gave a few chuckles, "Yes Mrs. Smith, besides that."
"Well; he seemed not able to talk."
"How did you come to this conclusion Mrs. Smith?"
Because he made these weird noises involving grunting and screeching, but I don't remember him once talking including when I thanked him. Now that I think of it, that is kinda strange."
"Elder Kincaid, with all do respects why was I brought in? We don't procecute children"
"Because everyone including you has been brought in on this matter. If you have a problem with that General you are replaceable." Elder Kincaid responded with a tad bit of annoyance at the question.
"Apologies sir"
"It's okay General, this has us all on edge. I do warn you though not to make this a habit.
"I do not know what is going on," Elder Pedro Gonzales started in; I do know it will take all of us to figure i out. I've seen elders come and go. I have held this seat for a very, very long time. In all my time as elder people being essentially dragged here and us not being able to return them, that I have never seen. This admittedly both intrigues and frightens me. General Wallings, what is your take on this? Do you think there is a criminal mastermind running it?"
"Well... Elder Gonzales... Honestly, I don't know. I don't think this is criminal in its intention. Criminals don't run around saving people. It's hard to say. It might be a really powerful five year old that doesn't understand what he's doing. It's way too early to tell. Elder Kevorski... I understand that you are my superior; but, generally when I am in the middle of a briefing people listen."
"Appologies General. There's been another. I', getting the details now." We all paused while she fiddled with her comm link. ""Drug addict being chased by a drug dealer in the Siberian Sector of Earth. Drug dealer would've killed him. Apparently he owed him money. Except for withdrawl symptoms, he seems to be in amazing health. Is there something funny General?"
"Appologies for my chuckling Elder; but, withdrawls are no joke. At least from what I saw when locked up. I wenat no disrespect." I responded.
"And I assure you the Director of Hospitals is making sure he gets the best treatment possible. Now if you think..."
"CHILDREN!" Kincaid snapped. I never had seen him lose his temper until now. "You both have work to do. I expect it to get started ASAP. This meeting is now adjourned.
At that, we all got up and filed out to complete our tasks. All except me. I knew this was gonna take awhile. Time for my family to see me sane before my long stretch of insanity.
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Place: Enis, TX, USA, Earth
Date: March 22, 2013
Time: 1027 Local
"That's weird. So, you have no leads?" Tigra asked me.
"Nope. One disappeared from New York. Another from Russia. Apparently this is some 4 year old saint or something."
Just thn, Marcos brought me a map of New York. Marcos is my 5 year old kid that happens to be autistic. Real smart and pretty bright, but can't talk. I'd kill and die for him in a heart beat though.
"Yes Marcos, New York." I smiled and tickled him. He sighed and then off which prompted me and Tigra to laugh and kiss.
"Smart kid" Tigra remarked.
"Yes he is."
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POV: Marcos Wallings
I try to tell these crazy adults something and they think it's cute. CUTE! Lord, help me accept these parents in which I cannot change.
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