Dimension Wars: Defex's Promise: Part 1

TJ Darton’s First Journal, Entry #1

Hi. I’m TJ Darton. I don’t know who I’m writing too, don’t care, but I want to leave. Now. This place is getting dangerous and my girlfriend’s going to kill me. This is the second time this week I’ve had to cancel a date. Well, really I didn’t actually tell her I couldn’t go see the Sox game… I figure she’ll figure it out because I won’t come to pick her up.


TJ Darton’s First Journal, Entry #2

Sorry about that. I’ve calmed down now. A bit. I’ll explain what’s going on. I’m kind of in the fourth dimension. I know, I know. It sounds crazy, but hear me out. Now, I’m no good at physics, but my teacher told us all inter-dimensional travel is impossible. Not so. And there are people from each dimension that can open up portals to other dimensions and these people think I’m one of them. But before I get too far with all of this… I’ll explain to you how I got into this mess.
It started with my dad. Wait… No. I won’t start there… It actually started with two races. They co-existed peacefully, the Darnoc and the Etani. And the thing is, as in the thing that I’m still having trouble wrapping my mind around all this, is that there planet of Enueg, is right next to Earth. I mean right next to Earth, as in the planets nearly touched. You’re probably thinking “Yeah right. If this “planet” was touching Earth, then I would have seen it.” Yeah, you would have, if Enueg was in the third dimension. It’s not. it’s in the fourth.
There’s a theory, I can’t remember who said it, I was sleeping when my teacher told it to us, but it says that all universes and dimensions lie within each other, and another that says that lower dimensions can’t see higher dimensions, but higher dimensions can mess with lower ones. According to what I’ve learned so far, everything bad that has happened in the history of the third dimension was because the fourth and the other higher dimensions interfered, and everything screwed up in the fourth was because of the fifth and so on. But anyway, back to Enueg.
The two races, the Darnoc and the Etani had lived in peace since the beginning of time. The Etani are interesting creatures. Picture a furry dragon minus the wings about the size of a tiger and you get the overall picture. Only their paws aren’t paws… they are really small hands that look like they could belong to those of a child, and on their backs are sharp ridges that stick out of their fur. They aren’t a very organized group, but they provide clothes and food to the Darnoc and in return the Darnoc defend the Etani. The Darnoc looked very much like us humans, only they all have white hair, young and old, and they’re blue. Their skin is supposed to be a beautiful shade. The common Darnoc, the farmers and peasants, wear white. The soldiers wear green and the shade depended on the soldier’s rank, and the royalty wore red with gold crowns. Only the queen was allowed to wear purple. The Darnoc may look more civilized than the Etani, but believe me, they are anything but. When they can’t get food that has been grown on Enueg, they become Gernasern in their own tongue. Cannibals, if you speak English. And the Enueg fruit had become very scarce.
The Darnoc, forced to now eat each other to survive, tried to find out why the Etani were running out of food, and the Etani said they could no longer feed the Darnoc. The crops were dying and no one knew why. The Etani could not let there own people starve, and they stopped feeding the Darnoc. Understandably, the Darnoc were angry. They were forced with the option of killing off their friends and family to survive, starve, be dinner, or they could attack the Etani.
Now, the Darnoc had no weapons that would allow them to take over the Etani colony, but Earth did. So, they got their jumper, also called a dimension warper, and he ripped open the dimensional barrier, they sent a few guys over, they stole a bunch of guns, came back, (Totally ignoring Inter-dimensional law 24 which states that objects within dimensions must stay within that dimension.) and completely assaulted the Etani colony. They destroyed everything, then stole the fruit and the dead bodies, then had a feast. Funny what being on the brink of starvation can do to you.
Anyway, the Etani were furious. Not only did the Darnoc act like total barbarians, they demolished their city and ate their dead. They wanted revenge, and that’s how this war started. The only people who tried to stop it were the DWADT. The DWADT, or the Dimensional Warp Association for Dimensional Travelers, is pretty much the FBI of all ten dimensions. It has ten sectors and every single person within the organization can warp. In other words, they can open up the portals to dimensions. DWADT wouldn’t have stepped into this war, unless either side had broken any inter-dimensional laws, which they did, so DWADT got pulled into this mess too.
My father was the Lead Warper. He could jump dimensions faster than anyone in all ten dimensions. He was destined to do great things, but he was killed by an exiled Darnoc a week ago. I looked just like him, my mother told me that a lot. Same black hair and brown eyes. The only way I know my mom is my mom is because we both absolutely hate snow. Not a good thing to hate since we live in Chicago. At least in the winter. Which, thankfully, it is not. Anyway, my father died. I cried my heart out when I found out. I didn’t go to school for four days, but when I did, I was in for a big surprise.
Anyway, you’re probably wondering how I know all of that stuff on dimensions. Believe me, it’s not because I’m a brilliant physicist, far from it. I was told by… I guess I should really start from the beginning. My beginning, from when I was sucked in to the Enueg War.
I walked into the school, and immediately I was avoided like the plague. The news of my father’s death had hit the newspapers the day before and it was a brutal murder. No, it was worse than that, it was complete slaughter. I wondered who would want to kill my father so badly. At the time, I didn’t know my dad was a part of DWADT and I didn’t know who had killed him, but during school, I learned. When I actually arrived, I couldn’t find my friends, and everyone stared at me as though I was a contagious disease. I felt so alone, which didn’t help my self esteem, by a long shot, not to mention, the Cubs beat the Reds by a point so I was feeling bad all around. Wandering into my math class, I dropped my books on the desk, sat down, and didn’t look at anyone until the teacher called out my name. “Theodore…”
“TJ,” I said back to her. I hate my name. Theodore Jacob Darton. My dad, my granddad and I share the name. I just go with TJ.
“TJ,” She said slowly. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” I snapped. Under any other circumstances, I would have been fried on the spot for speaking to a teacher in that manner, but Mrs. Devenson understood. The rest of the period flew by, until something strange happened. The air started to rip. No kidding, it ripped in half and I was the only one to see it. It looked like there was a zipper that had opened up right in front of me, revealing a dark, dense hole about the size of my desk.
It made a horrible noise. It sounded like a subwoofer right in my ear that was pounding out notes from some instrument I had never heard before, that clashed together horribly. No one else seemed to hear it. Mrs. Devenson just kept plowing along about matrices. Suddenly, everything stopped. And I mean everything stopped. Everyone was frozen except me. Mrs. Devenson was halted in the process of boring everyone to sleep, and my classmates were stopped from closing there eyes in dreariness. Then the hole opened wider, and flashed green. I was so startled that I was fell out of my desk, onto the floor in terror. I had good reason to be afraid. The person who walked out of the hole looked the epitome of evil. He was the best looking guy I‘d ever seen and about my age of seventeen. The young man had very light skin and dark curly hair. He had a white, skin-tight tunic, with red leggings and a red long-sleeved shirt underneath. He didn’t look so out of the ordinary, his clothes would draw some attention, but that’s not what scared me the most. He had red eyes. As I said before, he looked like bad news.
I tried to get away from him, but he saw me before I had made it past the third desk back. Something hit me right on my spine and it sent me to the ground. Then I was flipped over by some unseen hand, and a started to slowly slide toward the guy that appeared from the ripped air. He moved his hand and three desks with students in them went sailing to the side of the room. I heard the crunch of bone, and wanted to throw up. I hoped they weren’t dead. He moved his hand again and Mrs. Devenson fell over and was thrown against the back wall. That’s when it hit me, he was moving things! No way. I thought. That stuff is magic. That only happens in Harry Potter and things like that, that aren’t real… right? Not right. This guy was here, he was somehow able to control things, and he wanted me.
I decided that now would be a great time to get out of there, but everything I grabbed was just dragged with me, toward him. “Deras, Theodore. Aonsw edrr Theodore gedarthh.” I don’t know what language he was speaking, but it was obvious he knew who I was, and I didn’t like that one bit.
“How do you know me?” I asked him. The man looked at me like I was disgusting.
“Siud weds qwerdkj,” I didn’t know what that meant, but it sounded like an insult. “Of course you speak only English. Your father knew more languages than that.”
“Hey!” I said. “I speak Spanish!” The guy snorted, and by this time I had unfortunately been dragged all the way to his feet. He bent down and grabbed my neck. I choked. I wasn’t suffocating, but something told me, that if this guy wanted to squeeze the life out of me, he could.
“Another primitive language,” he said.
“You knew my father?” I asked.
“Everyone within the dimensions knew your father, and everyone in the dimensions wants you.” That didn’t compute. What was he talking about? Dimensions? I thought he was talking about matrices. Suddenly I saw another green flash from the still open rip in the air, the young man didn’t notice it though.
“Who are you?” I asked. The young man looked startled and appalled. I really hoped I hadn’t offended him. Apparently I did because he then held my neck a little tighter than I would like. Not that I liked where I was in the first place.
“Theodore hadn’t told you?”
“Dace!” a voice said from behind my strangler. I assumed the voice was speaking to my captor, and I assumed correct, but my jaw dropped in awe as I stared at the three people who had stepped out of the gaping hole in the air.
The two girls looked to be my age, but the man was about thirty and he was the one who stuck out the most. He was on the right of the three and he looked like something halfway between an alligator and a human. His skin… no, his scales were a deep green and he had yellow eyes that fell into slits like a cats, and he wore a black tunic with green sleeves and his fingers were claws. He had no hair, not even eyebrows. The middle person was a dark skinned girl wearing the same black tunic as alligator man, but her sleeves and leggings were black as well. She looked fairly normal except for the fact that she had a semi automatic pointed right at me. That was nothing short of freaky. She had blue eyes, and she looked human, but with evil magic dude about to kill me and Crocodile Dundee next to her I wasn’t gonna make any bets. The girl on my left was the one who really got me. Now, alligator man was weird enough, but she was… beautiful. I can honestly say she was the most gorgeous girl I had ever laid eyes on. She looked human, but she wasn’t. She had an upturned nose, and jet black hair that was pulled back in a short pony tail, and only the shortest strands of her hair were left to hang by her face. Her dark clothes which were in the same fashion as Dace’s but her tunic was black and her leggings and long-sleeved shirt under it were a sea blue. But what caught me off guard was her eyes. They were three colors. She didn’t have three eyes and they all were different colors, but it was more like if her eyes were a canvas and the painter just flicked grey, red, and purple dots onto her eyes, without letting any of the background seep through. She held a slim sword and pointed it at the evil guy named Dace and said, “Let him go, Dace.”
I didn’t know how much damage an unarmed alligator/human, a beautiful swordswoman, and a fierce looking girl who was aiming a gun at me would be to Dace, but they were obviously trying to help me, so I wasn’t complaining about their choice of weaponry. Dace looked at the girl, smiled, and said, “As you wish, my Princess.” Then he waved his hand, and a black void appeared underneath me, and he let go of me, right as the girl with the sword yelled,
“I’m not your Princess!”
That’s when I found out the thing the looked like a semi-automatic, wasn’t a semi-automatic. The blue eyed girl fired it at me as I fell and a black chord snaked out of the barrel and three prongs snapped open at the end of the chord, like a grappling hook. The end of the chord with the prongs, came toward me and clamped around my waist and stopped my falling by yanking up. It was a very uncomfortable feeling. Like the grappling hook/gun and gravity were playing tug-o-war with me. I made a silent vow never to play tug-o-war again because now I knew what the rope felt like.
I was pulled out of the void and alligator man somehow closed up the void in the floor, and the first thing I saw was sword girl and Dace, who has somehow produced a sword, going at it. They were having a full out battle, though I could tell the girl was holding back, whether it was because she didn’t want to hurt Dace, or because she didn’t want to hurt everyone sitting at the desks I couldn’t tell.
She was an excellent fighter. She moved with such agility and strength that Dace was having a hard time just blocking her attacks, and she had no problem deflecting his. Once gun-girl had reeled me out of the floor, she said to sword girl, “Now would be a great time to get rid of him, Erene!”
“Right.” Erene said to no one in particular. Then she gave it her all. She kicked Dace in the gut, he stumbled backwards but didn’t fall, then she whacked him in the head with the flat side of the blade, rendering him dizzy but not unconscious, then she sunk low to the ground and knocked his feet out from under him, and then did something I had never seen before. It was like she absorbed him. She threw herself on top of him before he could regain his wits, and she put her hands on his chest and then the air started humming. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it wasn’t the most pleasant feeling in the world. At first nothing happened until Dace started looking pale, and Erene’s, since that is her name, hands started glowing. That’s when I thought she was, as I said before, absorbing him. It was too weird; I had to look away. When I looked back about a minute later, Dace was gone and Erene was holding her stomach, looking like she was about to throw up. Then, moving as though she was in a great amount of pain, she spoke to the dark-skinned girl. “Get me out of here.” She said, through clenched teeth.
“Where do you want----”
“Antarctica!” Antarctica? I thought. Did she want to go to Antarctica? Why would anyone want to go to Antarctica? The blue-eyed girl nodded and waved her hand and another rip in the air appeared, and I could just barely see a white light within the void. Alligator man picked up Erene and threw her into the void. Then closed it as she left just as blinding light was emitted from the void. Then he grabbed me. That was an odd feeling. His hands felt just like snake skin. It was freaky. This whole ordeal was freaky! I just wanted out. Well, I got out, just not the way I planned.
The blue-eyed girl ripped another void in the air and alligator man grabbed me and pushed me through, I’m not happy to report. “Wait! What the hell are you----” I said, but I didn’t get the rest of my sentence out because the breath was sucked out of my body.
Going through that void took probably less than a second, but it felt like a minute. A really, really, long minute. My body seemed to elongate and was sucked through an invisible tube that shot up, then went straight down. I was flattened to the size of paper, and what ever I was traveling through, it scared the shit out of me. I don’t care that my mother might read this one day; It scared the shit out of me. It wasn’t black. It was green. a sickly green, and I could feel it, and it felt like I was being pulled through green, gooey, water at an impossible speed. Then as soon as it started, it stopped. I landed at the base of a statue and I looked up, and it startled me because it was a statue of my father. I didn’t get time to admire it because alligator man and artillery girl were back, and they picked me up and put me on my feet and pulled me down a hallway. I was too shocked to really fight back, and traveling through what ever it was that they sent me through left me so weak at the knees that even if I wanted to I couldn’t.
Then we came to a door and this journal and a pen was shoved into my hands. I asked the person who had given me this stuff why he did, but when I looked around for him I couldn’t see him. Then I looked down, and nearly ended up on the floor again. A small shapeless blob of some clear plasma that was giving off a blue hue was floating (Yeah, floating!) around my knees and looking up at me. At least I thought it was looking up at me. I must have looked shocked because then it spoke. “What are you staring at? Haven’t you ever seen a Glorran before?” It sounded male and British. Great. I not only had no idea where I was, but a pissed off British pile of floating blue plasma expected me to know him. Great. Just great.
I was just about to ask where in hell was I, when alligator man opened up the door, and told me to write in this journal. I asked him why and then blue-eyed girl responded by saying, “It will keep you sane; that’s why.” Right. Like I wasn’t going insane already. Then she roughly pushed me into the room I’m in right now and shut the door before I could even say “What the hell?” I guess right then I was sure about one thing. I was sure that I was not so sure that they where the good guys. It turned out they were the good guys.
After I had stayed in the room I was so eloquently shoved in for about a half an hour I suppose; the door to my cell opened, and alligator man was standing at the doorway. He motioned for me to follow him, but I didn’t. “Where am I?” I asked. “What am I doing here, and who are you?” Instead of answering my questions, Alligator man laughed.
“Normally, the people we rescue ask those questions in the opposite order. Your father is right. You are odd.” This comment caught me off guard.
“You knew my father?”
“Correction, I know your father.” Oh, no. I thought. This guy doesn’t know. I didn’t look at him.
“I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but----”
“He’s not dead.” This also threw me off guard. My mouth opened in shock.
“What----”
“I will explain on the way.” I really didn’t want to go with him, but I was more curious then wary. I slowly walked toward him, and I was out of my cell, with this journal in hand.
We walked down the hallway that Alligator man had dragged me down before, and spoke to me. “First, I must apologize for how we treated you coming here. We would have been much more helpful to you if it wasn’t so dangerous when you came.” You mean when you took me here? I wanted to correct him, but I didn’t. Instead I asked him what he meant by it was dangerous. “When you came, the Gnatsrednu was undergoing it’s prison transfer to the Terrangota. A normally safe process, but with you being human and all, it wouldn’t be safe. We had to get you away from the prisoners.”
“Okay…” I said slowly. “I’m in prison?” Alligator man laughed again.
“No, Darton, Your on a prison.” I was starting to get fed up with this guy. He wasn’t telling me anything and he wasn’t making sense.
“Your on the Gnatsrednu and the DWADT headquarters for the fourth dimension.”
“Then, if Gnatsrednu isn’t a prison then the Terrangota is?” I asked. Alligator man nodded. “What is it a prison for?”
“For Inter-dimensional law violators. I’m surprised you are asking this. I thought Theodore told you all of this.”
“You mean my dad? He didn’t tell me anything. Well, I mean he taught me how to ride a bike and how to drive a car and everything, but he didn’t tell me about a DAWDT or a Gnatsrednu or Terrangota. Why, was he some sort of worker here?” I asked, expecting the answer to be no, and I would just wake up in my nice warm bed, and realize that this is all a dream. I mean, seriously, I traveled through a green substance and landed on some place that was dangerous to humans and I was speaking with an alligator! Either I’m dreaming or I’m going crazy. Since I am less likely to believe the latter of those to options, I’m gonna guess the first was correct.
As soon as I had asked the question, Alligator man stopped and I nearly slammed into him. To avoid doing that, I fell off to the side and his clawed hand reached out to me and grasped my arm. His claws accidentally pinched me, letting me know that this was no dream. Alligator man got me back on my feet, and looked at me like I had three heads. “You’re father never told you?” He asked me.
“Never told me WHAT?” I finally yelled. “You and two other people kidnapped me to some place that you say is in the fourth dimension, which is impossible to do, from some guy who tried to kill me, and you expect me to know what the hell I’m supposed to know but I don’t?” I said, heaving. I had gotten angry by the time we had gotten to the end of the hallway. I suppose I was scared as well. Maybe scared was what I was above all other emotions. Alligator man’s expression told me he realized this, and he relaxed.
“I think we should start over.” he said, and stuck out his hand to me. “Name’s Gillies. Call me Gil.” Gil… Okay. He looked like a Gil. “The two girls who helped rescue you are, Erene and ZsaZsa, but don’t call ZsaZsa, ZsaZsa. She’ll pump you full of lead if you do, Speed’s son or not. Call her Z.” He must be referring to the dark skinned girl as Z. She did look like she could blast me to kingdom come if she wanted to. I made a mental note to not mess with her.
“Anything I should call Erene?” I asked. Gil shook his head.
“She goes by Erene.”
“Okay,” I said. “Now, who was the guy who tried to kill me?” I asked. I decided that since I wasn’t having a dream, I was going crazy, and I wasn’t gonna fight craziness.
“That was Dace, and he wasn’t trying to kill you. Dace is a bounty hunter. Fifth dimension demon. He’s a nuisance, but a powerful one.”
“What did he want with me?”
“He was paid off by the Swardian council to bring you to them. Then they would have killed you.” My mouth went dry at this piece of news.
“Why would they want to kill me?” I had no clue what the Swardian council was, but being crazy must include paranoia.
“They want you dead because you’re the Lead Warper’s son.”
“I’m sorry, but you must have the wrong guy. My dad’s not a Lead Warper,” I said. “I don’t even know what a warper is.”
“A warper, or a jumper, whichever you prefer, is someone who can split open dimensions. They can travel between space and time.”
“Space and time?” I asked Gil. This hallucination was getting stranger and stranger, and oddly more and more realistic. I started wondering if I was actually going crazy or not. If I was, then I don’t have the imagination to come up with a hallucination like this. If I’m not… then I’m in trouble. Big trouble.
“It’s what Z, Erene, and I did. When we split the barrier between the fourth and third dimensions, we temporarily stopped time. You must have seen that.” I did see that. This stuff, crazy as it was, was starting to make sense, a bit.
“Okay… let me get this straight,” I said. Then we started walking down the hallway again. “Warpers can open up portals to other dimensions?” Gil nodded. “And my father was somehow a part of all this?” Gil snorted.
“That would be an understatement to say he was just a part of it. Your father was the key to the downfall of Defex.” Now I was becoming confused again. “Defex is a tenth dimensional demon from Algeron. He’s the reason why your father is missing.”
“What?” I said incredulously. “My father was murdered by a----”
“An exiled Darnoc, disguised as a human, hired to kill your father by Defex. You‘re father didn’t die.”
“What? What are you talking about? I was at his funeral! I saw his body! He’s----”
“Not dead.” Gil cut in. “That body wasn’t your fathers.” That didn’t make any sense. How could my father not be dead, but dead? It’s not like he’s a vampire. I decided to let Gil of the hook of that one, but I was curious who this Defex person was.
“Who is Defex?” Gil sighed. I could tell he was getting bored answering all my questions. Well, tough. I was kidnapped into the fourth dimension, I deserve some answers.
“Defex is evil. He was banished from his own home because he of what he did.”
“What did he do?” I asked. Gil grew silent. It was becoming awkward, as I realized that he didn’t wish to tell me, so I changed the subject.
“What is a Darnoc?” Then Gil was the one who told me about the war on Enueg and he explained how all the dimensions were interlocking, but he excluded one thing.
“Okay. I get the war on Enueg, but what is DWADT, and how did my father get involved?” All right, I guess Gil left out two things.
“DWADT is an inter-dimensional police force, if I were to compare it Earth. We regulate all dimensional shifts, and our agents, like me, go out and arrest the criminals that break inter-dimensional laws. Your father, and your grandfather, and his father, and so on and so forth. The Dartons have a deep heritage here at DWADT.”
“What do you mean?” asked.
“It will be better if I showed you.” Gil said. By this time, we had gone past the statue of my father and had entered the place where I had been taken to---- well, I guess I was warped to---- and the room, was huge. It was more of an enclosed football stadium without the grass. The ceiling was covered in large holes that I assumed were tunnels because a bunch of furry red creatures were flying into them. Off in the corners, there were several women huddled together in dark cloaks and bright little balls of fire were being emitted from there pointed sticks. There was a deep in-ground pool with a fountain that hovered above the pool, and water flowed upward over the fountain, yes the water flowed up, and into the ceiling. There were people, and other creatures all over the place. Some were even walking on top of the water of the pool, and when they went under the waterfall---- waterrise I guess I should say, they didn’t get wet. Some of the people looked normal enough, but some were… different. Some had ears like elves, others had green, blue, red skin. Even others were like Gil, half alligator, half human. There were still more creatures who didn’t look human. Several blobs of different colors, like the grouchy one who I had the unfortunate pleasure to have met, where all hovering in one part of the gigantic rooms. Then, out of nowhere, a giant tail came swooping down and nearly smashed my head in. The tail belonged to a brown dragon. No kidding, a dragon.
“Fire Drake!” Gil shouted out. “Watch your tail, or so help me I will steal your gold and dump it in the Void!” The dragon, hearing this, swung around and screeched at Gil, then he flew off into one of the tunnels in the ceiling. Gil grimaced. “Sorry, Drake has been like that for thousands of years. Always taking a swing at everyone.”
“That was a dragon,” I said, stunned. Gil smiled.
“Yes.”
“That was a dragon!” I said again. Now he laughed.
“You remind me of your father in so many ways. He reacted to Drake in the same fashion.”
“But that was a dragon! A mythical creature that doesn’t exist!” Gil shook his head.
“Dragons are from the sixth dimension. Around the time when human’s started evolving, a break within the sixth and third dimensional barriers occurred. Several dragons escaped into the third dimension.”
“And all the stories of dragons being slain and hunted where the DWADT?”
“No. We didn’t kill any dragons. It’s against policy. We got most of them out before anything could have happened, but the smarter ones hid. The unlucky ones ran into humans.”
“Are there any other mythical beasts?” I asked.
“Sure. Every single type of demon exists,” Gil said. “Dragons, gargoyles, witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, fairies; you name it and they exist.”
“But they’re just creatures from other dimensions?”
“Yes.”
“How do they get into other dimensions?”
“Well, there’s us warpers, then there are Dimension rips every so often, that’s what happened with the dragons and the witches. Those sixth and ninth level demons became curious and went into the rip, and got sucked into the thirds dimension.”
“Why do you keep referring to people from other dimensions as demons?”
“It’s just a classification system that came about when humans did. You could think of it as a species.”
“Oh, so… I’m a third dimensional demon from Earth?” I said. Gil looked at me.
“You catch on quick, speed.”
“Speed?” I asked. I had never been called Speed before.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Gil said. “That was your father’s nickname. We work with him, you know.”
“No, I don’t know. Who’s we?”
“I mean, Z, Erene, Dram, and I worked with your father. We called him Speed because he was the fastest warper in the all the dimensions. Here.” He said. We had finally crossed the end of the room, and came to a metal double door, with a golden cross-barrier that ran the width of the doors. Gil put his hand on the door, and suddenly, a band of light started at the top of the door and slid down until it passed through his hand, then it stopped and made a hissing noise then the doors opened, and revealed, data. Little holographic sheets of information floated around a blue room that looked like something out of Star Wars.
“This place is amazing!” I said.
“It’s the Archives. It is pretty cool. Come on.” Gil said, and gestured to one sheet of data. This one was larger than the other ones floating around. Gil grabbed it, then pressed something and my father appeared in the room.
My jaw dropped. It looked like him. Really, it was the spitting image of him. Same rumpled brome coat, and messy black hair, clean shaven, normal Dad… well not so normal since he had a gun in his hands and he was firing at an unseen object. That sure as hell wasn‘t normal. Dad hates guns.
“This was filmed when Defex attacked HQ4, which is here. He’s shooting at him right now.”
“Did he kill him?” I said. I was beginning to realize that I wasn’t going crazy. This was real. No insane person could think this stuff up.
“No. Defex was weakened. You’re father was one of the few people who wasn’t afraid of Defex.” Gil said, as he stopped the hologram and then he seemed to fast-forward it. Then he shuddered. “Defex is evil. He’ll do anything to get what he wants.”
“What does he want?” I thought I knew the answer.
“Everything. He wants everything in every dimension.” Defex sounded like your typical bad guy. Try and take over the world sort of thing, only this guy was trying to take over all the dimensions. It kind of blew Defex up a notch or two on the danger scale.
“So, how does this tie in with my father’s death?” I asked. Gil sighed again.
“You’re father’s not dead, he’s missing.”

Erene’s 500th Journal, Entry # 34

Gil threw me into the Space and Dace and I went to Antarctica. There’s a good reason I went here. It’s cold. That’s the point. Even though Dace and I are from the same planet, we lived on opposite poles. He lived on Meag. I have only been there once on a vacation with my parents, but it is a beautiful place to live. The Island of Meag is a tropical paradise, the Gemii Ocean is so purple and beautiful and the sand… the black sand is so warm and welcoming, I don’t know how I could have left that beach.
I grew up in Etsys, the capital of my small home planet of Imineg. Etsys is a cold and dreary place. It’s colder than Antarctica there, much colder. Dace, being so used to the heat of Meag, he would freeze and would be no threat to me once I got him out of my system. I, on the other hand, will be fine in the Antarctic weather.
I landed with a thud that echoed across a vast mountain range. We had been warped in a valley in the middle of this mountain range and I laid down in the snow and waited. Absorption was once one of the many things common to my race. The Plerr had many abilities. We could understand any language written, spoken, and made up, we could all jump dimensions, have magical abilities, we all were once fantastic warriors. Times have changed. Now, those powers and many more, are reserved for the elite few; the royal family. Dace isn’t a member of the royal family, but he had a grandmother who was a lady in waiting for my grandmother, and the magic stayed, which is why he has magic. I have these powers too, but only because I am royalty, but I do not want my birth right. I don’t wish to be a princess.
I hated it. I hated being cooped up in a tower waiting for something to happen that would make my life less dull. I had everything, but nothing. I had no friends, because everyone hates the royal family. I wasn’t allowed to roam the streets, for my parents are selfish fools. Reasonably, they would not let me go out for fear I’d be kidnapped, killed, or worse my Desene would appear after I bumped into a commoner. “Ellps forbid, your soul mate be a commoner,” my father would always tell me. But I didn’t care. I still don’t. I ran away.
It wasn’t that hard. My guards--- who I could take out with a toothpick--- were not the brightest bunch of idiots to walk the planet and they couldn’t warp so, I told them I was thirsty and all of them went to get me a glass of water, leaving me all alone, and I warped out. I’ve never gone back.
I could feel Dace searching for an opening within me. It felt like fingers poking, testing my insides for a way out. After a long time of this prodding, he finally found my throat. You would think he could find it faster, I thought. Considering the amount of times I’ve absorbed him. As soon as the thought came to me, I felt a burning sensation within my throat. Instead of bile, Dace came out. He wasn’t solid, he was more like a see through version of him. Now was the next part. My stomach did a few flips as his knees came down to both of my sides and he placed a barely felt hand underneath my head, cradling it. Then Dace bent his head close to mine. He smirked and said, “Sed sad nid geartter je wedha d bense sad aeeredre oue, lern coupt heds.” If you don’t like it when you absorb me, then stop, he said in our langugae of Plerrish.
“Or, you could learn not to mess with me,” I said back to him, in our old tongue. He pressed his face close to mine, smirked again, and said,
“Yes, my Princess.” then he put his mouth on mine, opened my locked jaws with his large hands, and sucked.
It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, but it wasn’t comfortable. It felt rather soothing as the rest of his soul and body rushed up and out of mine. It wasn’t comfortable, because Dace was the one doing it. He was very gentle, but something within that gentleness made my heart beat a little faster.
As Dace became more and more solid, the tenderness in which he held my face disappeared as he lifted the hand off me, and he slid it down my side and wrapped the arm attached to it underneath my back. Pulling me up against him, whether it was because he was freezing or not, it felt good, right even. Suddenly he was completely solid and I felt the last of his body leave me, and I felt the normal rush of emptiness that accompanied it. I thought, with a touch of regret, that he would stop; I expected him to let go of me; he didn’t.
Though Dace’s grip on me didn’t falter for a moment, what was once the rigid, cold, stance of reverse absorption, became melted and formed to my body. I don’t know why but my body liked it before my mind had time to register the fact that in all of the 500 years that I had known him, in all the innumerable amount of times that I had absorbed him, he had never done this before. I hadn’t even realized he was kissing me until a minute of pure enrapture went by. It was later, much later, as I laid in my bed on the Gnatsrednu, did I realize that I had kissed him back.
When (finally) my logical mind kicked into gear, I remembered who was kissing me. Dace is a bounty hunter, and I… I am a warper. In other words, an officer of inter-dimensional law, and trying to kidnap Theodore’s son and bring him to the Swardian Council was most definitely against the law. As much as I didn’t want him to stop, Dace had too. Running my hand down his chest to his sides, and suppressing a huge gasp, I found a pressure point and hit it with such a force, that if he had been human, it would have broke his ribcage, and spine, and then I ran a jolt of electricity through him, that would keep him flaccid for a while.
Dace immediately was paralyzed and fell, limp, on me. But it would only be temporary. “I’m sorry,” I whispered in his ear. I unwillingly pushed him off me, but his body was almost molded to mine, and I rolled with him, landing on top. I knew he could hear me, and as I worked to (unwillingly) free myself from his grasp, I gave him his Inter-Dimensional Miranda Rights.
“Dace Nasehtam, you are under arrest for the attempted kidnapping of Theodore Jacob Darton the Third, and you are under suspicion of the kidnapping of Theodore Jacob Darton the Second. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in an inter-dimensional court. You have the right to a lawyer present during questioning. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed for you if you would like. Do you understand these rights?” I had to ask the question. It was standard protocol. “And, why did you kiss me?” I asked it, though I knew he couldn’t answer.
Finally I had wriggled myself away from him and I stood up and opened up a portal. I usually use the memory of the time I went to Meag. It was when I met Dace too. You need to think of a happy memory to open up the portal. No one knows why, but it’s better than what anyone else has to do to rip open the dimensions.
If anyone who can’t naturally warp wanted to go to another dimension, they would have to think of the worst possible memory possible. Since most demons don’t have the memory that can generate that amount of fear, sadness, and hate; most demons don’t have the ability to open up portals. The one’s who can, normally go crazy. Having that many negative emotions would make anyone lose it, not to mention they would have found out that they can travel to other places by going through the Space and being flattened; who wouldn’t think they were crazy?
I opened up the portal and then I reached for Dace and pulled him up. He was beginning to regain movement and he wrapped his arms around me, leaning on me. His lips found my neck and he kissed me right were my jawbone curved to meet my neck. Just one little, tender, kiss. It almost made me close the portal and fall back into his arms, almost. I hesitated enough for him to notice before I stuck one foot into the portal and we were sucked through. The familiar feeling of being flattened and stretched came and passed, then I was on the Gnatsrednu, my home. My true home.
I had warped straight into the prison dock, registered Dace and escorted him myself through the empty prison. The prison on the Gnatsrednu was like any ordinary prison in the fourth dimension. The bars of each cell were made out of an impenetrable metal found on Enueg before the war started. That metal is so strong, that not even magic could break it. I should know, I was the one who tested it.
Laying Dace onto his cell cot, I put my hand over his heart. I had shocked him with more electricity than I would have liked and I wanted to make sure he was alright. Something about the fact that I cared for the man who tried to kidnap the son of the only person who was like a true father to me, bugged me. I felt his heart beat; it was strong and it seemed to jump to a higher tempo as I put my hand on his chest. Strange. I had thought. I took my hand off his heart and he seemed to relax a bit. He was fine.
I walked to the door of Dace’s cell, but before I went out, I turned to him, and found his eyes on me. “I want an answer to both of my questions when I get back,” I said to him. Dace was still having trouble moving, but I was able to detect a hint of what was normally on his face, a smirk.

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