Alright, this is a work in progress. It's based about time... again.
sweatdrop Thinking about it:
all my stories have been about time: even ones I've written when I was 7. (My first story: it was about my cats, Mustard + Pepper going to the moon.
xd )
It's based about chaos and order. I'd just like to make it clear, that it's fiction. The chaos is
not black magick. Similar: and if anything, with it being in there, you learn the dire consequences of using it. Don't go getting ideas... At my time of writing however, I had no clue what Wicca was... Yeup, I wrote this a while back.
Hemm.. I know where the plot goes, so if you wanna find out (mad fool
blaugh ), PM me and I will be happy to oblige.
Oh: and here's a drawing to go with it... It's a while down the track, when she morphs into a fae/bug/when all the world is turning black. Still. It's a picture! [sigh] fan-art by myself for my own story that's not finished...
(Black Griffin is my site. www.blackgriffin.co.nz.
whee )
-- o r d e r l y c h a o s --
She sighed and looked about her. "This world is so tedious..." mused the child. If only she could go to a different planet, a different time. She would do that - somehow. Yes - she would go back and stir up trouble. She would become an outlaw; she would steal, kill. Oh... what was it like to kill?
The child shuddered. Is she really becoming a demon? Her father said demons take joy in causing disruption. Oh, disruption. "Disruption causes Chaos, and Chaos destroys. It can destroy everything. Your soul, your home, your life; even the world." Those had been the hateful words driven into her - and that were still driven into her. Everyone told her that. They wanted her to be a good, soulful, kind ruler who didn't raise taxes and who took pity on people. Again - she would give anything to be just an ordinary girl; a girl that led an ordinary life on the streets, with two ordinary parents and ordinary chores.
My appearance is Orderly enough, what with my meekly cut fair hair and eyes like the conventional grass green. That doesn't explain my boring life though, but I suppose to other people my life would be interesting. After all, I will become the ruler of Aprimar; but every life and task has its downside. If we have no bad things in our lives, then how would we know what the good things are?
She then realised that out-side birds where singing. She continued to ignore them. Their noises were too orderly. Why couldn't they take their orderly cacophony somewhere else so she could think in peace? But no, they couldn't. At that moment it felt like the whole world was against her, that everyone despised her.
A vivid mental image then came to her, of a fleeing town, with poisonous gases swirling in the air, and herself sitting in a corner of the street - but it wasn't herself. It was an older, dangerous girl with black hair and flashing eyes. And it wasn't a town either, but a chaotic rectangle where thirty - maybe thirty-five - metre high blocks of brick, she supposed filled every area possible, but for a stone path weaving its way through the 'brick' towers. There wasn't a speck of plant life to be seen - not even repulsive weeds. It was like un-seen venom had crept into the city and destroyed every piece of plant life in existence - or was it the gases that had done that crime? People were to be seen, running to somewhere, something - leaving everything behind.
The vision then faded away, and she was back in her ordinary orderly world, Aprimar. She shuddered. Outside, the birds carried on with there annoying chirping, oblivious to the scene of annihilation that has occurred in the girls mind. She made a disgruntled noise in her throat, and left the room, seeking quieter places where orderly things such as cleanliness couldn't bother her. The second library turned out to be perfect for the job. Ah, the second library. She silently thanked the castle for the blessed place. In there, dust ruled and covered basically everything in the room - the stone floor, the books and bookshelfs. It was a quiet place, and was rarely used - other castle occupants preferred to use the first library where books of Order and castle records could be found - in her mind, useless things. So, naturally the child preferred the dusty, forgotten second library.
She pulled up a chair at the square table in the nearly-empty room, and peered up at the magnificent books around her. History, plants, castle maps, mysteries of the world - such as the future and time travel. Ah! That reminded her of her previous thoughts. She leapt up and grabbed a likely looking book from the section, then sat back down and rotated it in her hands. She chuckled and thought to herself: Ah, Gabriel, here you are!
Callings of her name shattered her line of thought. 'Gabriel! Gabriel, where are you?' It was a female voice - probably her mothers. She was most likely looking for her to tell her to go to lessons. Oh no, not lessons! Gabriel loathed lessons. They where always called 'her lessons' and they where taught by Master Percy of the Warrington family. Master Percy was a nice enough person, but; oh, she didn't know.
She quickly got up and scurried into the hallway, hiding the book somehow in the depths of her dress. If her mother found her in the second library, then she would tell the palace servants and get them to perform rituals that would make the room Orderly again. This would be a great risk to the servants as Chaos could overtake their souls… and then they could not clean anywhere else, as if they did then they would… untidy, and thus making the room Chaotic. Or so Gabriel was told; she did not care for such things, and she didn't believe them. Even so, Gabriel did not want the room to become Orderly; it was her only escape from neatness.
'Gabriel - Gabriel?' Yes, it was her mother. 'Gabriel. You should not be here; it is a long way away from lessons. Today, I think you will be learning about Chaos owning a room, although I am sure I've told you about it.'
Gabriel nodded gravely. 'Every time you enter the room, you allow the Chaos to take over your soul. Over time, it succeeds. When this happens, no Order is inside you. You are nothing.''
And?' prodded her mother.
Gabriel took a deep breath and proclaimed, 'When an object of Order touches you, it becomes infected by your Chaos. Therefore no kindness, love or anything Order related can reach you - your Chaos simply will not allow it.'
‘''Her mother nodded and crossed her arms. 'Very good. Now hurry - along to lessons with you.'
‘Why do I need lessons if I already know what's going to be taught in them?' grumbled Gabriel to herself, as she traipsed away from her mother's gaze.
ii
Master Percy
When Gabriel arrived at lessons, Master Percy wasn't there. 'Funny,' she thought. It was not like her tutor to be late - in fact, it was not like anybody in her world to be late; it was not orderly. So, thinking that if her tutor was going to defy order for the day, she started to wander about the room and examined various things. The room was not big, but the way how things had been crammed into it gave the illusion that it was a big room.
After pacing round the room several times, Gabriel slouched down in her chair. She didn't know how much time had passed, and she didn't care. With nothing to do, she pulled out her book that she had managed to hide in her skirts.
She flicked past the title page, which simply had on it ‘The Time Master' in a curly script, and began to read the first page.
Never get trapped in time,
Never survive.
Always respect the past,
Always doubt the future.
Let it be morning all afternoon,
And let it be dawn all dusk.
Sighing, she thought, ‘…and how exactly does that help me? Riddles that make no sense and that go round in circles. Excellent. I'm making great progress with time travel… At this rate, I'll never get the Chaos that is needed to spice up this world!'
A voice echoed a voice around the room, ‘Don't say that.'
‘What!? Who's there?' voiced Gabriel, apprehensively.
‘Let me introduce myself.'
The world then started to dissolve, and Gabriel was plunged into darkness. She was falling, falling through darkness.
When she came to, she was not in her study room. She was… outside she presumed. Gabriel was never one for going outside, although she knew that trees did not grow indoors, and that they didn't have glowing blue symbols on their trunk and branches, or no leaves.
Mist lazily swirled around the roots of the scarred trees. The sky was a purple land, with lightning flashes and sunlight bursts. The world then again began to fade, and Gabriel struggled to grasp on to reality. She clutched her head and hoped that she could stay standing.
‘Don't worry, the effects of Among soon pass, and aren't as bad as your first time to arrive here.' proclaimed the same echoing voice.
‘W-Who are you?' stuttered Gabriel.
‘I am Aurellion, the great Time Master' announced the same voice as a winged black cat emerged from the churning mist.
It took Gabriel a while to realise that it was the cat who was Aurellion, the great Time Master. I wander what a Time Master is…
‘In case you're wandering, a Time Master controls time. I have immense powers that allow me to transport others and myself through time.
‘…Through time?' asked Gabriel.
‘Precisely. I can transport you back in time, forward in time. Of course, you would have to have me there so that you would not get ensnared in the vast chambers of time.' stated Aurellion.
‘Ensnared?' enquired Gabriel.
‘That is what I said. Now; what brings you here?'
‘W-well, I didn't exactly intend to get here. ‘Among' did you say it was?' The cat nodded solemnly.
‘Go on…' intoned Aurellion.
Sadly, Gabriel sighed. ‘It's a long story actually.'
The ‘Cat' chuckled. ‘We have time. Proceed in explaining your tale, Gabriel. I take it your home planet is Aprimar?'
Shocked, Gabriel asked, ‘How do you know my name? And why is my Kingdom called a ‘Home Planet'?'
‘I am the Time Master. I know many things. The place that you have inhabited is not a kingdom, but is what is know to me as a planet. The reason why it is your ‘Home Planet' is that it is, your home. I will fully explain what a ‘Home Planet' is later. But right now, right here in Among all that matters is that you inform me of why you are here. If you do not, I am afraid I will have to banish you from here forever, which not particularly fine for you or me. It gets quite lonely here…'
'All right. I acknowledge that my ‘Home Planet' is boring – full of Order and the like. I'm sick and tired of that. I don't want to become ruler!' Tears welled up in her eyes, but she ignored them and carried on. ‘I can't see a future there for me. I don't want to continue living there. It is too dull. I decided that I needed Chaos, which just wasn't going to happen easily in the palace. I want to steal, kill… become an outlaw. So, I reached a decision that I would travel back in time and do all those things that I yearn to do. I did not know how to go about ‘travelling' through time. I found a book that might explain how to go about it, and found one. I opened it… and ended up here. Will you help me with what I want to achieve?' replied Gabriel.
‘Yes. Are you willing to stir up trouble? Are you willing to experience utter Chaos, and turn your respectable home planet into a frenzied, lifeless place? And finally, are you prepared to take responsibility for the lives that you will take?'
‘Of course', whispered Gabriel.
