Azzah
August 20th, 2009, 10:07 AM
Secrets
My first post in this section; and hey!
This is a piece of writing that I completed a couple of months ago, and used as a piece of my coursework. This is only the first draft, as my teacher is rather slow and still hasn't got back to me with a marked version, so there could be a few faults :)
basically, it is using a dual narrative of Disir and Linus; Disir is in third person, and Linus in first. i thought this would shake it up a bit in my coursework and show my ability to write in both styles. enjoy.
C&C please :D
•Disir•
Step by step, breath by breath, Disir paraded slowly onwards. As she perceived her surroundings, she thought deep and hard. She was an average girl, quite beautiful, and rather intelligent. Obsidian black hair danced around her wonderful face, as if it were the petals of a magnificent unrivalled blooming flower. She strode with authority, but a gentle elegance; strange for a girl of her age and situations. Her eyes shone with a dull tone of the furthest reaches of the universe.
She stood not tall, but not small. She stood just tall enough to observe the world nicely, and not be mocked for it. The Nile plains were quite possibly her favourite place to just relax and think about things, which was exactly her intention this time around. Disir wasn’t a popular girl, yet she wasn’t wholly unpopular. She had a lovely group of her friends who were loyal and loved Disir greatly.
She walked on and on, passively taking in where she was, where she was heading. She took no heed in changing her directions; she just walked on.
Disir had always been told that her father had run away at her birth for no apparent reason, but there must have been a reason which her mother was concealing from her. Disir felt no annoyance at her mother for this at all; she felt that she would be informed when she was ready, if there was a reason at all.
Her mother was a very pretty lady, a lot like Disir herself. Not so intelligent, so Disir assumed her father was quite clever. Her mother took good care of her and her younger brother Jilt, without the help of the numerous offering men from the larger local town. She remained independent, and though she struggled, she asked for no help and prevailed through all the situations thrown at her so far. For this, Disir respected her not as a mother, but a very brave woman.
The river air was sweet smelling. As she ambled along, she did not grow tired. The fresh, warm but unfamiliar air revitalised her with every intake. This is what she loved about living so near the Nile. Reeds littered the whole area surrounding the river; green, long and swaying in the constantly blowing light breeze. Disir often pondered on how many different species of bugs, insects, or animals even, fostered in these river reeds. They sat there, motionless until a slightly bigger gust of wind struck, which sent it leaning side to side; so slow you couldn’t notice.
The sky was its eternal sapphire blue, dominating most of her view. No clouds were scattered on the sheet of blue, leaving a flawless sky; day after day. The ground here was easy to tread. The sand was covered in green flourishing growing plants, all thriving for survival in the harsh conditions. She hesitated never, and just walked over it as if it were the same sandy ground of her home village.
Trees were scarce; as if an artist had simply picked where they were put to use them to their best effect. The trees that were here were marvellous. Dark, healthy greens were painted onto the luscious and abundant leaves. Barks of brown moist mud were slicked up the supporting frame of the tree, ending at the soft ground, where green life prevailed yet again.
The River Nile was easily the main view of this whole scene. It was a vein of dark liquid, almost touching the intensity of black, but with the needed hint of blue, seeping through the land like blotches of ink does on soft paper. Her biggest desire was to leap into this bounty of water. It must feel like heaven to be free, to be soaring in the water of the world. Her mother forbade her even the thought, but she still secretly longed to do it. One day, she thought perpetually. The surface was like a frozen body of water. It appeared to have no small waves break from disturbances in the flow. It flowed just perfectly.
For this time of the year, this part of the world, this time of the day; her view was simply staggering.
Rare birds flew, and flew from treetop to treetop. They were elegant in so many ways. Their feathers shone the harsh sun’s light in every direction. The colours on them were astounding. Not even so many colours could have been found if you were inside a square rainbow. They flew, not knowing how beautiful they really were. Were they ever aware of what they were actually doing? Or did they just do the same without any change in their life? So many questions ran through Disir’s head, potentially never being answered. Yet again, and now Disir noticed; more life than she had ever noticed was here. Had she been ignorant previously? Or had something happened? What could have happened to make there be more things here now? Or, what could have happened that made her more aware of her surroundings? She wasn’t sure. She was never sure. And still the breeze drove on, with the force of not even the drop of a feather.
As she settled on the bouncy green grass, she remembered why she was here, on the plains of the forever fast flowing River Nile. She must consciously debate how she would slip to her mother that she didn’t want to be schooled any more. It wasn’t that she felt too good for it; she just felt no need for it. The Egympire didn’t want intelligent and smart girls. They wanted men.
A simple matter in itself to tell her mother her true thoughts, but she would be hugely disappointed, and Disir herself knew that she could not ever bring herself to disobey her mother’s wishes. But her mother must be told, or she would continue, wringing inside from the whole confusion of the matter. How she wished she could just dive into the Nile, and never return.
She put her head down, and her upper body continued. She cautiously closed her eyes, hoping nobody was watching her. She thought and thought, as she had done for the several past days, but to no substantial conclusion of how she would do it.
“Disir! Disir! Hurry, dinner is ready!” called out a shrieking voice from afar. It was her brother, Jilt. For a man of 19 years old, he had in no way the maturity of at least a 7 year old. He was immature, badly behaved; just a bad brother. Her mother obviously thought he was an angel, and that Disir was simply forging tales when she claimed he had done something.
He was small for a 19 year old as well. His brown hair matched the colour of the tree bark perfectly; they could have dated each other and you would have gotten mixed up. But the one thing that got him out of trouble, and into so many good things, was his eyes. They were so alien. They seemed to be from a completely different world, of different descent, of different being. But he was her brother. She knew that. The two spherical demons tore into anybody as soon as they lay gaze onto them, and you felt a force of unthinkable quantities of sand piling onto you as soon as they bore onto yours. Whenever she looked even into them, she trembled and couldn’t hold the look for long. It was cruel to give such a burden to such a young boy, hardly knowing what powers he has.
They actually seemed completely inhumane; something certainly wasn’t right here. What could ever forge such monstrosities? They were terrifying. Surely her father wasn’t from another world? Impossible. Such theories were only devised by insane theologians in those years. Was it impossible? She didn’t know. Nobody had ever stared him in the eye, returning the look, ever. The oceans of blue were unimaginably vast. It was as if his eyes actually contained a world of their own, but of course nobody dared to get that close to them. He often used them to his advantage, but this was possibly his biggest weakness. Imagine never being able to look somebody lovingly in the eyes, and get the same back. That is what made Disir feel sorry for him. So, so sorry.
. . .
Her humble home glided into her sights. She knew it wasn’t glorious, but it was her home. Forged of tightly packed dried mud, and a very fragile wooden frame, it was just another shack from this distance. All of the houses in the village looked the same, were the same, and built the same. Nothing special distinguished any of the houses.
The nicely assembled straw that completed the roofs of the small settlement was a much darker muddy yellow than the compact mud walls. It lay flat as roof, not slanted at all, as did all the other houses. This was no matter, as rain very rarely fell in Ryv. The shacks were scattered around unevenly, all facing a large campfire site located in the middle of the camp. This was where any needed rituals, or celebrations occurred.
As Disir grew closer towards her home, she felt uneasy. Nothing was different around her, other than the now gloomy sky. She hadn’t noticed this happen. Dark clouds now dominated the skies, with the occasional gaping hole for sunlight to still pour through. Disir did not question the sudden change of weather any further in her mind, and cast it away.
She looked once again from the sky to her home. She seemed to have not got any closer. She curiously turned her head, and behind her, she saw her home again. She stopped walking. Cautiously, she turned her body to start walking away from where she first saw her home.
Inevitably, she shut her eyes for a fraction of a second. This was enough time for the sky to return to its flawless state, and her home to be behind her again. Once again, she turned towards her home. Bewildered, she ran and ran, eyes clamped shut.
•Linus•
I was stood firmly in a tiny little ‘house’, located east of the Nile, Egypt. Sent from the year 2104, we (me and Ariel) had been there for a while, seeking to fulfil our first mission. We had been informed that it was a very important mission, but that could just be told to everybody to strike fear in their bones. Our mission was to retrieve the girl, who had been tracked and recognized as a threat to her British Government if Prague got their agents to her first. She had been said to have powers that surpass even mine, but of course I didn’t believe this. Egypt 1423BC. How could there ever be people with powers this far back in history? I wasn’t so sure about all of this, but my boss was pretty certain, and I must do it.
Beside me, grabbing my hand from nervousness or desire was Ariel. Looking and thinking about her, you wouldn’t have guessed she was placed in such a dangerous and important job. She looked too innocent, almost... childish with the maturity of centuries. She was a very good partner though. She worked hard at what she did, faultlessly. Long blonde hair spread across her back, and dark green eyes. She was wonderful.
Behind me, cowering from not fear, but worry, were the girl’s mother and younger brother. After speaking to both of them, I was surprised. The mother displayed no powers at all. This meant either the girl’s father had powers, or that they had been given to her since birth, which meant another Government had already intervened here. Which it was, I was not sure. But her brother, Jilt. He also had such powers. His eyes were the eyes of the devil. I looked into them just once, and I felt an abyss of loneliness and power in an instant. I wondered what powers the girl could possess to make her more important than the boy, and didn’t look forward to meeting her.
We had to take her back to Londonia, the capital of the newly established British Empire. We weren’t told what she would be used for, if anything. Usually, people taken from the past were just locked away, to prevent other factions from the crisis seizing control of them and using them for their advantage.
Obviously, if I told her that she would just be locked away, she would definitely not return with us. So, we had forged a good cover-up plan for it, which should conceal our truths and bring her with us. We could only hope that we had not forgotten anything.
•Disir•
Disir strutted slowly into a group of people. She realised that these were in fact the other people who lived in her village, and that they were stood outside of her home, peering in. What was going on?
As Disir unveiled the growing mystery, time seemed to simply slow to a snail’s pace. In front of her, in her home, were stood a man and a woman. They were high in confidence, which was visible from their stances. They were wearing completely different garments to what she was used to. They looked like soft, almost perfect, pieces of cloth. From here she could see even the fine work that had been put into them. Their eyes were fixed on her, but she carried on taking in her scene around her. Behind these mysterious people, her mother and brother were cowering. This took it to the next level. She was almost furious.
“Who are you?” Disir spat out.
“Stay calm child. We are simply here to escort you to your duty,” the woman’s voice rang out as heavenly as a bell.
“What duty? I have no duty other than to live here,” Disir replied. At this the man shut his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but the woman spoke first.
“You have another duty in the rich lands of thriving Persia. You will join with us, and marry the young prince Kamet. Your family can follow after once the arrangements are... arranged.” A stutter; all isn’t arranged. This isn’t right. Disir could realise this from the faintest of mistakes.
“You’re lying. Don’t try to make a fool of me. I will not come with you. Leave please.” Disir couldn’t put her full focus on the situation; it felt as though something else needed her attention. The man’s eyes remained sealed shut.
“We are not lying. You have been recognized by the King of Persia as a perfect candidate to marry his son, and directly affect the future affairs of Persia. We must take you promptly,” she replied.
“Persia, Persia. I have heard so many myths about the forsaken land. Do I get a choice in this at all? I expect that I do not. Foremost, tell me this King’s name.” Disir questioned.
“King Hymin II. Titled, the Broth and Blood of Persia,-“
“That name. Hymin... Disir. Go with them”, her mother’s voice. Her mother wished her to go. What other choice does she have now?
“Tell King Hymin that I will not comply with his wishes. If his son so wishes to marry me then bring him here.” Disir stood strong, defying what her mother wanted also. The man moved his neck from side to side. Disir started to feel a lot weaker than she was earlier aside the idyllic Nile.
Suddenly, Disir felt nothing. Everything froze. Her vision, her body, her thoughts; just froze. She swayed, and swayed, and then fell to the sandy floor in a heap. Her mother and brother looked on in despair, while the couple walked towards the inanimate body. The man limped as if he was struggling, but lifted the body.
“Bring her back! Please!” Disir’s mother couldn’t take this. Her husband had gone years ago, and now her little girl was being taken away from her. The foreign agents felt no sorrow or sadness for her, only pity.
“Then sleep. For eternity”, and the beautiful lady lifted her hand in a sick swipe. The metres between them seemed to not exist, as the mother fell to the floor, breathing, but never truly living. She had no memory of what had happened.
The couple carried Disir’s body still, through the gap in the wall, and a dark black box appeared. A hole opened up for the three, and they entered.
Disir breathed again, panting.
•Linus•
I pressed our departure buttons. I heard and felt the engines revving up underneath me. We had shrunk into time and space itself, and travelled forward to 2104. This would take several minutes. Since the nanobot’s destruction of the previous human empire, technology had slowed. Things had to be reinvented, and this took time.
I felt my brain grow weak and strong again. I had just received an infobyte. I delved into my archive and read aloud: “If you are still fulfilling the mission, bring the young boy as well. He has been targeted by the Prague Government as a possible weapon. I hope you receive this, and best wishes. Kai.” Kai was my group leader. I had to do what he said, but, we couldn’t. We had left Egypt, we were back in Londonia. I knew something was up with the boy. I guessed he would have to be taken another day.
I remembered now that Disir was still sat in the box with us. I thought I should ease her tensions, so I announced what all agents must to their prisoners.
“Listen to me. If you interrupt, we will simply kill you. You are now property of the British Government. Any attempt to harm us, or escape from your current imprisonment, will also result in your death. It is best for your life to comply with our wishes and let us do our job. No questions shall be asked; none answered. You will remain here for the next few minutes, until you appear in Londonia Underground, where you will be taken to BCA44, where you will be analysed. You have been found to have very strong powers. We must monitor these, and if need be, use them. We do not wish to harm, or worry you, so make us no reason to do so. I am sorry; these are dangerous times. Trust nobody.” I said to her. She looked tired.
My first abduction speech. I was quite proud. Now, to Kai. Prague would never see this coming.
My first post in this section; and hey!
This is a piece of writing that I completed a couple of months ago, and used as a piece of my coursework. This is only the first draft, as my teacher is rather slow and still hasn't got back to me with a marked version, so there could be a few faults :)
basically, it is using a dual narrative of Disir and Linus; Disir is in third person, and Linus in first. i thought this would shake it up a bit in my coursework and show my ability to write in both styles. enjoy.
C&C please :D
•Disir•
Step by step, breath by breath, Disir paraded slowly onwards. As she perceived her surroundings, she thought deep and hard. She was an average girl, quite beautiful, and rather intelligent. Obsidian black hair danced around her wonderful face, as if it were the petals of a magnificent unrivalled blooming flower. She strode with authority, but a gentle elegance; strange for a girl of her age and situations. Her eyes shone with a dull tone of the furthest reaches of the universe.
She stood not tall, but not small. She stood just tall enough to observe the world nicely, and not be mocked for it. The Nile plains were quite possibly her favourite place to just relax and think about things, which was exactly her intention this time around. Disir wasn’t a popular girl, yet she wasn’t wholly unpopular. She had a lovely group of her friends who were loyal and loved Disir greatly.
She walked on and on, passively taking in where she was, where she was heading. She took no heed in changing her directions; she just walked on.
Disir had always been told that her father had run away at her birth for no apparent reason, but there must have been a reason which her mother was concealing from her. Disir felt no annoyance at her mother for this at all; she felt that she would be informed when she was ready, if there was a reason at all.
Her mother was a very pretty lady, a lot like Disir herself. Not so intelligent, so Disir assumed her father was quite clever. Her mother took good care of her and her younger brother Jilt, without the help of the numerous offering men from the larger local town. She remained independent, and though she struggled, she asked for no help and prevailed through all the situations thrown at her so far. For this, Disir respected her not as a mother, but a very brave woman.
The river air was sweet smelling. As she ambled along, she did not grow tired. The fresh, warm but unfamiliar air revitalised her with every intake. This is what she loved about living so near the Nile. Reeds littered the whole area surrounding the river; green, long and swaying in the constantly blowing light breeze. Disir often pondered on how many different species of bugs, insects, or animals even, fostered in these river reeds. They sat there, motionless until a slightly bigger gust of wind struck, which sent it leaning side to side; so slow you couldn’t notice.
The sky was its eternal sapphire blue, dominating most of her view. No clouds were scattered on the sheet of blue, leaving a flawless sky; day after day. The ground here was easy to tread. The sand was covered in green flourishing growing plants, all thriving for survival in the harsh conditions. She hesitated never, and just walked over it as if it were the same sandy ground of her home village.
Trees were scarce; as if an artist had simply picked where they were put to use them to their best effect. The trees that were here were marvellous. Dark, healthy greens were painted onto the luscious and abundant leaves. Barks of brown moist mud were slicked up the supporting frame of the tree, ending at the soft ground, where green life prevailed yet again.
The River Nile was easily the main view of this whole scene. It was a vein of dark liquid, almost touching the intensity of black, but with the needed hint of blue, seeping through the land like blotches of ink does on soft paper. Her biggest desire was to leap into this bounty of water. It must feel like heaven to be free, to be soaring in the water of the world. Her mother forbade her even the thought, but she still secretly longed to do it. One day, she thought perpetually. The surface was like a frozen body of water. It appeared to have no small waves break from disturbances in the flow. It flowed just perfectly.
For this time of the year, this part of the world, this time of the day; her view was simply staggering.
Rare birds flew, and flew from treetop to treetop. They were elegant in so many ways. Their feathers shone the harsh sun’s light in every direction. The colours on them were astounding. Not even so many colours could have been found if you were inside a square rainbow. They flew, not knowing how beautiful they really were. Were they ever aware of what they were actually doing? Or did they just do the same without any change in their life? So many questions ran through Disir’s head, potentially never being answered. Yet again, and now Disir noticed; more life than she had ever noticed was here. Had she been ignorant previously? Or had something happened? What could have happened to make there be more things here now? Or, what could have happened that made her more aware of her surroundings? She wasn’t sure. She was never sure. And still the breeze drove on, with the force of not even the drop of a feather.
As she settled on the bouncy green grass, she remembered why she was here, on the plains of the forever fast flowing River Nile. She must consciously debate how she would slip to her mother that she didn’t want to be schooled any more. It wasn’t that she felt too good for it; she just felt no need for it. The Egympire didn’t want intelligent and smart girls. They wanted men.
A simple matter in itself to tell her mother her true thoughts, but she would be hugely disappointed, and Disir herself knew that she could not ever bring herself to disobey her mother’s wishes. But her mother must be told, or she would continue, wringing inside from the whole confusion of the matter. How she wished she could just dive into the Nile, and never return.
She put her head down, and her upper body continued. She cautiously closed her eyes, hoping nobody was watching her. She thought and thought, as she had done for the several past days, but to no substantial conclusion of how she would do it.
“Disir! Disir! Hurry, dinner is ready!” called out a shrieking voice from afar. It was her brother, Jilt. For a man of 19 years old, he had in no way the maturity of at least a 7 year old. He was immature, badly behaved; just a bad brother. Her mother obviously thought he was an angel, and that Disir was simply forging tales when she claimed he had done something.
He was small for a 19 year old as well. His brown hair matched the colour of the tree bark perfectly; they could have dated each other and you would have gotten mixed up. But the one thing that got him out of trouble, and into so many good things, was his eyes. They were so alien. They seemed to be from a completely different world, of different descent, of different being. But he was her brother. She knew that. The two spherical demons tore into anybody as soon as they lay gaze onto them, and you felt a force of unthinkable quantities of sand piling onto you as soon as they bore onto yours. Whenever she looked even into them, she trembled and couldn’t hold the look for long. It was cruel to give such a burden to such a young boy, hardly knowing what powers he has.
They actually seemed completely inhumane; something certainly wasn’t right here. What could ever forge such monstrosities? They were terrifying. Surely her father wasn’t from another world? Impossible. Such theories were only devised by insane theologians in those years. Was it impossible? She didn’t know. Nobody had ever stared him in the eye, returning the look, ever. The oceans of blue were unimaginably vast. It was as if his eyes actually contained a world of their own, but of course nobody dared to get that close to them. He often used them to his advantage, but this was possibly his biggest weakness. Imagine never being able to look somebody lovingly in the eyes, and get the same back. That is what made Disir feel sorry for him. So, so sorry.
. . .
Her humble home glided into her sights. She knew it wasn’t glorious, but it was her home. Forged of tightly packed dried mud, and a very fragile wooden frame, it was just another shack from this distance. All of the houses in the village looked the same, were the same, and built the same. Nothing special distinguished any of the houses.
The nicely assembled straw that completed the roofs of the small settlement was a much darker muddy yellow than the compact mud walls. It lay flat as roof, not slanted at all, as did all the other houses. This was no matter, as rain very rarely fell in Ryv. The shacks were scattered around unevenly, all facing a large campfire site located in the middle of the camp. This was where any needed rituals, or celebrations occurred.
As Disir grew closer towards her home, she felt uneasy. Nothing was different around her, other than the now gloomy sky. She hadn’t noticed this happen. Dark clouds now dominated the skies, with the occasional gaping hole for sunlight to still pour through. Disir did not question the sudden change of weather any further in her mind, and cast it away.
She looked once again from the sky to her home. She seemed to have not got any closer. She curiously turned her head, and behind her, she saw her home again. She stopped walking. Cautiously, she turned her body to start walking away from where she first saw her home.
Inevitably, she shut her eyes for a fraction of a second. This was enough time for the sky to return to its flawless state, and her home to be behind her again. Once again, she turned towards her home. Bewildered, she ran and ran, eyes clamped shut.
•Linus•
I was stood firmly in a tiny little ‘house’, located east of the Nile, Egypt. Sent from the year 2104, we (me and Ariel) had been there for a while, seeking to fulfil our first mission. We had been informed that it was a very important mission, but that could just be told to everybody to strike fear in their bones. Our mission was to retrieve the girl, who had been tracked and recognized as a threat to her British Government if Prague got their agents to her first. She had been said to have powers that surpass even mine, but of course I didn’t believe this. Egypt 1423BC. How could there ever be people with powers this far back in history? I wasn’t so sure about all of this, but my boss was pretty certain, and I must do it.
Beside me, grabbing my hand from nervousness or desire was Ariel. Looking and thinking about her, you wouldn’t have guessed she was placed in such a dangerous and important job. She looked too innocent, almost... childish with the maturity of centuries. She was a very good partner though. She worked hard at what she did, faultlessly. Long blonde hair spread across her back, and dark green eyes. She was wonderful.
Behind me, cowering from not fear, but worry, were the girl’s mother and younger brother. After speaking to both of them, I was surprised. The mother displayed no powers at all. This meant either the girl’s father had powers, or that they had been given to her since birth, which meant another Government had already intervened here. Which it was, I was not sure. But her brother, Jilt. He also had such powers. His eyes were the eyes of the devil. I looked into them just once, and I felt an abyss of loneliness and power in an instant. I wondered what powers the girl could possess to make her more important than the boy, and didn’t look forward to meeting her.
We had to take her back to Londonia, the capital of the newly established British Empire. We weren’t told what she would be used for, if anything. Usually, people taken from the past were just locked away, to prevent other factions from the crisis seizing control of them and using them for their advantage.
Obviously, if I told her that she would just be locked away, she would definitely not return with us. So, we had forged a good cover-up plan for it, which should conceal our truths and bring her with us. We could only hope that we had not forgotten anything.
•Disir•
Disir strutted slowly into a group of people. She realised that these were in fact the other people who lived in her village, and that they were stood outside of her home, peering in. What was going on?
As Disir unveiled the growing mystery, time seemed to simply slow to a snail’s pace. In front of her, in her home, were stood a man and a woman. They were high in confidence, which was visible from their stances. They were wearing completely different garments to what she was used to. They looked like soft, almost perfect, pieces of cloth. From here she could see even the fine work that had been put into them. Their eyes were fixed on her, but she carried on taking in her scene around her. Behind these mysterious people, her mother and brother were cowering. This took it to the next level. She was almost furious.
“Who are you?” Disir spat out.
“Stay calm child. We are simply here to escort you to your duty,” the woman’s voice rang out as heavenly as a bell.
“What duty? I have no duty other than to live here,” Disir replied. At this the man shut his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but the woman spoke first.
“You have another duty in the rich lands of thriving Persia. You will join with us, and marry the young prince Kamet. Your family can follow after once the arrangements are... arranged.” A stutter; all isn’t arranged. This isn’t right. Disir could realise this from the faintest of mistakes.
“You’re lying. Don’t try to make a fool of me. I will not come with you. Leave please.” Disir couldn’t put her full focus on the situation; it felt as though something else needed her attention. The man’s eyes remained sealed shut.
“We are not lying. You have been recognized by the King of Persia as a perfect candidate to marry his son, and directly affect the future affairs of Persia. We must take you promptly,” she replied.
“Persia, Persia. I have heard so many myths about the forsaken land. Do I get a choice in this at all? I expect that I do not. Foremost, tell me this King’s name.” Disir questioned.
“King Hymin II. Titled, the Broth and Blood of Persia,-“
“That name. Hymin... Disir. Go with them”, her mother’s voice. Her mother wished her to go. What other choice does she have now?
“Tell King Hymin that I will not comply with his wishes. If his son so wishes to marry me then bring him here.” Disir stood strong, defying what her mother wanted also. The man moved his neck from side to side. Disir started to feel a lot weaker than she was earlier aside the idyllic Nile.
Suddenly, Disir felt nothing. Everything froze. Her vision, her body, her thoughts; just froze. She swayed, and swayed, and then fell to the sandy floor in a heap. Her mother and brother looked on in despair, while the couple walked towards the inanimate body. The man limped as if he was struggling, but lifted the body.
“Bring her back! Please!” Disir’s mother couldn’t take this. Her husband had gone years ago, and now her little girl was being taken away from her. The foreign agents felt no sorrow or sadness for her, only pity.
“Then sleep. For eternity”, and the beautiful lady lifted her hand in a sick swipe. The metres between them seemed to not exist, as the mother fell to the floor, breathing, but never truly living. She had no memory of what had happened.
The couple carried Disir’s body still, through the gap in the wall, and a dark black box appeared. A hole opened up for the three, and they entered.
Disir breathed again, panting.
•Linus•
I pressed our departure buttons. I heard and felt the engines revving up underneath me. We had shrunk into time and space itself, and travelled forward to 2104. This would take several minutes. Since the nanobot’s destruction of the previous human empire, technology had slowed. Things had to be reinvented, and this took time.
I felt my brain grow weak and strong again. I had just received an infobyte. I delved into my archive and read aloud: “If you are still fulfilling the mission, bring the young boy as well. He has been targeted by the Prague Government as a possible weapon. I hope you receive this, and best wishes. Kai.” Kai was my group leader. I had to do what he said, but, we couldn’t. We had left Egypt, we were back in Londonia. I knew something was up with the boy. I guessed he would have to be taken another day.
I remembered now that Disir was still sat in the box with us. I thought I should ease her tensions, so I announced what all agents must to their prisoners.
“Listen to me. If you interrupt, we will simply kill you. You are now property of the British Government. Any attempt to harm us, or escape from your current imprisonment, will also result in your death. It is best for your life to comply with our wishes and let us do our job. No questions shall be asked; none answered. You will remain here for the next few minutes, until you appear in Londonia Underground, where you will be taken to BCA44, where you will be analysed. You have been found to have very strong powers. We must monitor these, and if need be, use them. We do not wish to harm, or worry you, so make us no reason to do so. I am sorry; these are dangerous times. Trust nobody.” I said to her. She looked tired.
My first abduction speech. I was quite proud. Now, to Kai. Prague would never see this coming.