12 Is Midnight

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 14, 2020

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The air around me suddenly began to move, as if ghosts were running around frantically.  The clock read 11:59. Someone tugged at my sleeve. “Go away!” I screamed. Something was wrong.  I leapt out of bed and ran to the bathroom. The water was on. Written in the steam on the mirror read the words We know what you did.  Again, I roared out to no one.  No you don’t!”  Somehow, the water automatically turned off.  What was going on? Was this a dream? The wind pushed me out of the bathroom.  “What do you want!” Maybe I was hysterical. But I couldn’t seem to stop crying or screaming.  “Ryan.”

An icy hand grabbed me as I tried to fight my way back into the bathroom.  “Stop. I am not your enemy.” I swear my heart was going to bust any minute.  But there was no point in running anymore, not now. “Who are you and what do you want.”  The words escaped my mouth in a whisper. When I turned around, I could see who was behind me.  Or rather, what was behind me.  It was an 8 foot tall man in medieval armor.  He looked like a knight. His eyes were green and his armor was silver.  This was definitely a dream. “Come with me. Please.” He couldn’t exist.  This was a dream. “What is happening?” His eyes met mine. “Twelve is midnight.”

As if that explained everything, he turned and dragged me behind him.  He was heading out the door. “Why are you in my house, then?” I asked.  He didn’t look at me but kept moving. “It is my house as well. Every time it turns twelve, you humans disappear.  It is our turn.” We were now running through the woods behind my house. “Can you just explain what-” A sizzling ball of orange fire hit the tree beside me.  The wind blew it on and soon, the knight and I were running through a burning maze.

“Into the caste!”  The giant threw me into a tree.  I braced myself for impact… but it never came.  Instead, I was now inside a large stone castle. The wooden doors were open and outside was the forest.  The knight came tumbling in. The doors closed themselves. “I am Hayden. The message was from me. Now please, hold still.”  He reached out with one hand. Instinctively, I recoiled. “Trust me. It would take too long to explain all this. We knights have a special way to, eh, share memories.”  This time, when he reached out, I closed my eyes.

I was standing on a hill.  Once the moon was highest in the sky, every human disappeared.  I saw dragons flying in the sky and knights like this one appear.  Then it changed, like it would when fast-forwarding in a video. Now the dragons were attacking the caste and the knights were kneeling in front of an older knight.  “You alone cannot defeat the dragons. But find the right boy and he will bring you to victory.” Now I saw myself, laying in bed. “Thats enough. I’ll stop asking questions.”  The images faded and I was in the castle once more. He nodded. “We know you are the right boy because you killed Darren.” He was right. But there was no good reason for him to know.  “No one understands. I didn’t mean to kill-” Hayden interrupted my outburst. “He was the dragon heir. The dragon king is attacking us. We know you are the one. Chop chop, now. We need you in armor and ready to fight by tomorrow.”  He led me into a room full of silver armor like the armor he himself was wearing. In no time, he had found the right sizes for me. “Remember! Twelve is midnight! I will wait for you here and until midnight comes again, I will not move from this spot.”

If only I had my watch with me.  Hayden waved me away. Throwing the armor off as I ran, I pulled open the wooden doors.  Barefoot, I ran back to my house. It wasn’t far. Hayden was waiting at the edge of the forest.  I ran inside just in time to see the clock switch from 12:59 to 1:00. What had Hayden meant? Of course I knew twelve was midnight.  Maybe I could ask him. But when I glanced out the window, I saw a mysterious sight. The streetlights had appeared again and a few cars were crawling down the road.  My neighbor’s dog was barking. The faucet in the bathroom turned itself on. My parents were snoring in their room. The fire in the forest had been put out when I was in the castle, but now the trees were completely restored.  The dragons were gone, and so was Hayden. “Twelve is midnight.” I repeated to myself. Finally, I understood what he had meant, what was going on. “Twelve is midnight.”

 


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