Ivy in Different Dimensions

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is an original fantasy writing. It's about a person who can to another dimension and affect the real world. I hope you enjoy it. Please comment.
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Submitted: August 09, 2011

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A blood red string floated on the water as Alistair sat by the bank of the river. Alistair knew it was the symbol for another casualty. Just as he was preparing to jump in the water, two ice cold hands grabbed him and dragged him in. Alistair lost all consciousness.

He was in a dark school hall. The atmosphere screamed of Monsoon. Alistair shook his head with confusion. He was all of a sudden dressed in formal clothing. Mia smiled.

“Alistair! How nice of you to visit me.”

“I know you dragged me here. What do you want?”

“Touché my friend, you know, it’s the happy people like you who become the most stubborn haters.”

“What. Do. You. Want?”

Mia disappeared into the darkness. Alistair became worried. He knew that he couldn’t get out of this dimension without Mia’s expertise. Alistair wasn’t even sure which dimension he was in, he just knew that each step is further detached from his world, the real world, but it will affect the real world with that much more intensity. The tenth dimension is the highest and most powerful dimension man could enter for it affected the real world in a dramatic way through unforeseen symbols. His mother died there, was he to begin from the toughest dimension of the world? As Alistair thought about what was going on Greg appeared.

“Greg, where’s Mia?”

“Mia? She was here? I brought you here. She wasn’t supposed to know. What’d she say?”

“Nothing much, she just disappeared a moment ago? Which dimension is this? Why am I here?”

“Something bad is to happen. I can’t tell you yet. Here take this.”

Greg handed Alistair a wooden box. Alistair had no idea as to what he had to do with it. When Alistair was about to open the box, Greg snatched it.

“What do you think you are doing?”

“Umm I don’t know.”

“This is your ticket out of this place. This is the tenth dimension, no playground. What you will do will have drastic effects on your life. If you want to leave before the sunset, you will have to leave all your memories here, which you can never again retrieve. Make your move carefully. Although the outcome is seldom different due to the dimension walkers, aka you and others like you, you still have the chance to alter it.”

“But last time this didn’t happen. What’s going on?”

“Last time it was the fifth dimension and it all occurred to you in a dream so we could test you. Sadly, you passed with flying colors.”

With that Greg left. Alistair decided that he was going to wait this on out. He was praying that is would be a dream too. He remembered how his mother died in another dimension; he remembered how his mother was manipulated to kill his father in another dimension. This was going to be his first time; all he could hope for was to walk out without any casualties.

The hall suddenly burst into life. Alistair stood stunned. Students flooded the halls. A beautiful woman with light brown hair and faded blue eyes walked up to him.

“Mr. Alistair Howard, you’ll be the Head of Department. I’m Ivy, founder of this institute.”

“Oh, umm, alright I’ll be heading toward my office then. Good day Miss Ivy.”

Alistair sat in his office. It seemed a nice place but he couldn’t trust anything. Everything was affecting the real world. His breath might even mean death for people, he couldn’t be sure, and it was not the fourth or fifth dimension but the tenth.

Three boys and one girl entered his office. They were all no older than seventeen. Their eyes shone with more vigor than that of Ivy’s, almost too bright. It was already about 4:00 PM. Within just three more hours the sun would set and he could open the box.

“Sir, we want to go to Felicity Waters.”

Alistair was not sure what he should do. Felicity Waters could mean that they would go to a beach or even they would bring rain to the world. Either way it seemed harmless to Alistair.

“Fine go, but do be careful,” was all that he said.

Time flied it was 6:30 while he was grading and sorting papers. The success rates were low, so he thought why not increase them, why not do good while at it? It was about 7:05 when Ivy burst into the sun. The sun had already met with the horizon.

“Alistair, you will let me get the children.”

“What?”

“Those children who went to Felicity Waters, I love them so, can I have them?”

“Have them?”

The sun had already set. Alistair was getting anxious to get out.

“What I mean is I want to keep them with me.”

Alistair nodded and Ivy without another word got out of the office. What could go wrong? He opened the box as soon as Ivy left. A red string floated in the air and he was once again unconscious.

He woke up in his bed. Alistair began to think it was all a dream. He washed up, ate and did everything as usual. When he picked up the newspaper he got a shock. The successful murder rate had increased by 15 percent but what scared Alistair the most was what he read on page 3. Four children had drowned in a swamp near the house of Felicity Huffman due to an aquatic form of Poison Ivy.


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