Across the Barrier, On-going Stories, Short Story

Across the Barrier Chapter Two

I burst out of the surface of the water. At my first gulp of air, I swallow a little water as a wave crashes on top of me. I propel myself back to the surface, but a hand grabs my ankle.

Dragging me through the murky water, the bubbles blurring my vision.

When it finally let’s go, I’m left floating in bubble residue.

Relax little one, or you’ll put yourself back to eternal sleep.  

I try to speak, but all I do is gargle salty water. I hear the mermaid elf’s chimes. She is laughing, but as the bubbles clear I see a naked old woman in her place.

I cover my eyes immediately and immediately hear the chimes, the naked old lady is the one laughing.

It is I, the one you call mermaid elf. I’ve transformed myself into my human form. Ack, I can still feel all my aching bones and muscles in the water.

I peek through my fingers, and the old lady wiggles her fingers my way. I notice she has the same catfish whiskers as the mermaid elf.

Comforts me to feel them. I do not like being in my human form. Bad history.  

How is she talking to me?

 In your head, of course, come on, let’s go up to the surface here. Earlier you would have been smashed against the rocks.

I look around, but I see no way we were anywhere near land. It was endless water on all sides. Returning back to the older lady whiskers to find she’s gone.

A hand grabs my shoulder from above and lifts me up through the water.

I break through the surface and get lifted through the air by a large dark skinned man. He holds me above his head, inspecting me.

‘I don’t see what is so special of this human boy. He is thin and fragile and looks like a seahorse. I could crush him into dust right now.’ The man squeezes my shoulder tightly, sure to leave a bruise or worse dislocate my shoulder, rendering me unable to swim. Bravo.

“Whoa, I only look small because you are enormous! Not fair to judge, don’t you think?’ I try to wiggle out of his grip, although looking down below me there is nothing but water.

Then I notice the man is standing on a transparent step that leads to a large round door the size of a cruise ship. It’s camouflaged against the sunset sky. We were surrounded by endless ocean at all corners except for a little island towards the east, not far away.

‘No point looking in that direction little Kampos, we are not going there, we are going in here.’ He carries me as he enters through the invincible doorway water lapping against his large log-like legs.

I am enormous and don’t you forget. If you hurt my mate, you are crushed into sand.

‘My love, stop scaring the boy. We need his help, try to be nice.’ The older lady had disappeared but is back, and this time she was dressed. Thankfully.

She is wrapped in a loose sheer white gown dusted with crystals that look like salt.

‘It’s not salt, it’s Stardust.’ The older lady pats her dress pleased with it.

‘It’s quite lovely; the Metiri women like to create them when the Astercentrum bursts. It leaves behind Stardust.’

I must be losing my mind. What the old lady was saying made no sense, and the fact I am dangling under the hold of a giant man as he walks through a crowded street in the middle of the ocean inside some kind of floating invincible city.

I think I died the second time, and I’m floating through the glass barrier lost forever.

All this had to be inspired by Luna, she did have an otherworldly look. Especially her glowing white hair and grey eyes that sometimes look silver. That makes sense. She always did inspire me. This city, not so realistic.

‘You are not dead little Kampos, you are in Metior, city of the fallen stars.’ The big man grins at me proudly like I should know what he was talking about.

The older woman pats my foot that is dangling dangerously close to her face.

Does that count as a danger to his mate?

They were somehow able to read my mind, the older lady moves a step away, and the man lifts me higher.

There was an advantage of being carried. Not like a baby mind you, more like a rat caught by the exterminator.

Metior City looks like the Egyptian and the Atlantean’s made babies and left them abandoned in the middle of the Ocean.

Everyone here was long but nimble and robust. Some had elongated ears like elf’s, just like the older woman. There were dark and light skinned folks with a few who had a mix of green and gold. Or maybe that was all makeup?

All the people look busy but happy. All protected under the invincible dome. Wouldn’t it be nice if Luna and I lived here? Get a little house on the edge far from other folks just enjoying the view of the ocean and sunset.

The man holding me starts chuckling.

I quickly erase it all and focus on my surroundings. Until I figure out what is happening. I’m supposed to be dead, but now I’m here. If this is a second chance to be with Luna. I will figure out a way to fly if I have too. I mean if this place exists. Surely I can fly.

The streets are clean; you could see the water streaming under the glass floors like jets of electricity.  There is another stream that intermingles with the water in its own current. It has a golden glow, like an endless stream of light. It’s intercrossing, a double network of energy. That must be what made the city work.

Some vehicles float inches from the ground, the golden light zigzagging across the top of the vehicles glass window, forming symbols like a code.

It’s all crazy, and it gets crazier.

We enter a large garden, and in the centre, I could see a large well where all the streams of light are flowing from.

Hooded figures surround the well chanting in a deep, haunting tune. Past the garden, we walk by buildings made of large crystal shards floating upwards in a cone-like formation.

The base looks like a massive fire was burning below the transparent floor. The entire base could fit four to five cars side by side.

As we move closer, I peek down and I see under the glass floor is a giant eye looking straight up at me. The pupil looking like a black hole. Symbols flash across its pupils and disappear. It follows us as we walk by it.

‘What is that?’ I point backwards, trying to look back over my shoulders.

‘That is Metior, Luna’s father.’

What?!

Second chances come with a price.

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Across the Barrier Chapter One

It was too early. There is barely any light going through the parting in the curtain. The clock reads seven in the morning, and my girl still had time in that dream of hers.

Above her head, floating like a marshmallow cloud is a dream. She is dreaming of me. The house where we would live, close to some trees near the bottom of a mountain. My office full of paperwork right beside hers which is full of colours made up of drawings of the characters she dreams of. It was all a future waiting to happen.

Except it wasn’t.

Her silver-white hair splayed around her head like the moons glow on her pillow. Her nose is as cute as a button and lips meant for me to kiss for a lifetime.

But it isn’t.

Luna Gold was my girl. To the world, she was simply another girl in the crowd, but to me, she was everything. She was my future home, the mother of my children, the beautiful angel to walk down the aisle into my supposed life.

Forever.

But here I am, looking through what seems like a thick ocean wall of dark glass. I don’t know what this barrier is, but there were creatures on the other side.

There were long ones and short ones, ugly and beautiful beings swimming and floating around. My favourite I would say would be the silver finned fairy-like fish. It had a tiny body like a little elf, with long elongated ears; eyes like a cat but it changed colour sometimes like a mood ring.

It had a flat nose like a catfish with the whiskers too. It had a bottom body of a fish. It was pretty much like a mermaid elf with a flat face. It likes to smile at me through the glass, and it would watch Luna with me.  I want to think she understands how I feel; Luna was a whole world away, and I couldn’t touch her or say a word.

A farewell.

I lean against the glass barrier, an ocean between Luna and I. We were meant to have a life together. Our first child would be named Juan and if it was a girl, Uno. She hated those names. I thought it was clever.

I slam my fist against the glass.

Being dead sucked.

She is waking up, as her everyday routine, she groans and moans, tosses and turns. Her body and mind were waking up before the alarm would ring.

She wants to stay in the dream longer. I don’t disagree with her, we were kissing pretty heatedly. I would stay in the dream too if I could.

Even better, be there to actually kiss her.

The alarm rings and she snoozes it. Again, then again, until she has to rush out of bed, hit her toe on the corner of her cabinet and finally wake up due to the pain. Her first few words of the day were curses. She was amazing. Adorable.

I, of course, look away when she gets undressed and slip into the shower. I am no peeping Tom. So stop looking or imagining. Luna’s my girl.

I start to move away from the glass wall to give her space, but I’m stuck. Then I feel my body sinking in through the glass until with a pop I’m fully inside. The world is frozen.

I see the mermaid elf smile at me for a second. I wasn’t sure if it was a menacing smile, considering I may be about to die my second death stuck inside the thick glass barrier.

My vision begins to warp into a kaleidoscope of the mermaid elf’s face with Luna in the shower and the dark world behind me with other drifting souls. The colours begin to warp much faster, sliding into smaller pieces becoming unrecognisable images into a mirage of colours. While my body feels like it’s being dunked in and out of frigid ice water.

My body shivers, goose bumps form all over my body, and I could hear the chattering of my teeth but sound like hammers slamming at the same time to my ears. My vision moving fast but my body feels sluggish.

I could feel myself moving, but I could not see where I am going. Everything is white. There were plenty of scary creatures across the barrier now that I think about it. The eel-like creature with red scales and red eyes, sharp ebony teeth that look poisonous.

What about the creature that looks like an ugly mass of hair with twelve human-like eyes. I had called it ugly to its face, not sure if they could actually hear me through the glass. It could strangle me with its hair-like tentacles, but I feel nothing but cold pour down my back like liquid metal enveloping me.

My vision suddenly sharpens, the white is gone and replaced with murky water. I’m floating in front of the barrier; creatures swim past, ignoring me. No sign of the one I called ugly. Thankfully. I’d just crossed through the glass barrier, other spirits a blur through the thick glass I had been encased in.

I’m floating in water with the odd little fish creatures, am I on the bottom of the ocean floor?

I notice the mermaid elf is now meters away, she is watching me. She points towards the direction where I had seen Luna through the glass. I could no longer see Luna, it was an endless open ocean.

I tried to speak to the mermaid elf, but there were only black bubbles coming out of my mouth. The mermaid elf laughs at me, it sounded like sharp piercing chimes to my ears.

She points again towards where Luna’s life had been projected. She swims towards the direction she had directed, and I follow.

We enter a current; I could not swim against it if I tried. The mermaid elf chimes as she rides the current. Her scales creating a sort of haunting tune.

I try to look behind me, but I no longer see the glass barrier. Looking forward, I see memories of life itself as it unfolds. It was like a lifestream. The current a tunnel.

I could see different people’s lives, little children dressed in rags as they play on dirty streets while a band practises right behind them. An old lady carrying a basket of food on top of her head as she crosses the road.

The stream changes again but it was in the artic. A polar bear so thin it looks like a ghost was walking alone in the vast emptiness of clean white snow. The lifestream shifts to a pretty little girl sitting on a bed. She is dressed all pretty like she was going to a birthday party but a sleazy old man enters the room, and if one were not looking, they would have missed the tear that slides down the girl’s cheek.

The lifestream shifts and then I see my family, they were at home sitting around the table eating. I realise I barely contacted them. A deep pang of regret twinges in my chest.

Flashes of different peoples life flash in the lifestream, but one meant more than anything.

Then I see the light.

The beginning of a second chance in life in the unlikeliest form.

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The Faceless Queen XI

Aurora struggles against the black mass tightening around her waist. She begins to chant under her breathe but the old man sends a thin slithering mass of the mist over her lips.

It was not Aurora he was looking for. It was Kera. I quickly unwind the strands of my ring and release the Leukos strands into the air. They were of light perhaps against this darkness they too could be used. The Leukos are automatically drawn towards the black mass.

As their light meets the mist’s darkness, it begins to sizzle and burn at the edges like paper. The old man roars and nearly drops Aurora.

The Leukos strands begin to multiply creating holes through the dark cloud and bodies begin to drop through it to the floor.

Dark tendril begins to wrap around my waist, but at contact with my skin, it begins to burn away too.

The old man becomes furious, his body shaking you could hear his bones rattle. He drops Aurora without care, but she falls slowly like a feather.

The old man begins to collect what is left of his black mist sucking it into himself. His eyes fill up with blackness.

He glares at Aurora at the same time he begins to create a doorway in the middle of the air.

“I will be back Weaver.” He walks immediately through his portal and is gone.

My Leukos return slowly back to be reforming back into my ring.

I move towards Aurora but she waves me off.  “I am fine. The Leukos is a nice touch by the way.” She smiles at me weakly, but she was proud.

“I had to try something.” A hint of a blush creep up my neck, I hide it as I move to Kera and the girl.

Both are fine and had slept through it all. I touch Kera’s forehead gently and slowly I feel her face slipping off mine, I follow it’s energy enter me and through the cord that we weaved last night. Her face fades back to its proper place.

Aurora comes to my side. “He’s after her you know. She is the weaver.”

“Who was he and what is a weaver?” I ask as Kera’s eyes begin to flicker open.

“He lives in-between spaces, said to have been exiled there by the Gods. Somehow, he’s found a way to enter our world-”

“Woah, what happened in here?”Kera sits up and looks around the room. I follow and see multiple bodies lying in puddles of black water. Just as my room door opens and a crowd of people walk in.

Joaquin amongst them goes straight to Aurora who pats his comfortingly on the chest. “I’m fine Joaquin. Alessa saved me.” His face crumples with guilt, “I’m sorry,” he begins but she simply covers his mouth with her hand.

“No apologies boy, she did it for Kera not me. I know you would have done the same for me.” At these words, Kera looks at me confused.

“What happened exactly? I just remember blacking out.” She slides off the bed and stands next to me.

I grab her hand and squeeze it gently. “I’m glad you are back.”

I turn back to the crowd as a little girl groggily rises on up on her short legs.

“Father?” Then I see King Ubel push against the crowd. He rushes towards the little girl and lifts his daughter into his arms. A sight I never thought I would see.

There had been no news of his daughter’s existence.

Aurora smiles at the sight, “His daughter has been missing before you were born. Hopefully with her around change will come to Uvelin.”

Similar scenes occur throughout the room as some families are reunited.

It gets even more crowded as the Evergreen emissaries enter with their Head Priest who looks straight at me and Kera.

“I apologise to all, the enemy had broken through the islands barrier but I see we have new guests coming home. Please follow your emissaries and they will provide anything you need. We shall commence our meeting in due time.”

The crowd dwindles away as the Head priest walks our way.

He bows as he greets me, “Your Highness, we apologise to have your sanctuary be punctured by so much negative energies. I will have it cleansed. Perhaps if you all could follow me?”

He turns and walks away without waiting for our replies. Young acolytes enter with bowed heads as we leave.

He pauses as I catch up to walk at his side while Aurora, Joaquin and Kera follow behind.

“The girl who still sleeps, will she still be needed?” He begins to walk again.

“No, she may return to her family.”

“I’m afraid that would not be possible. She has been touched by the dark, and we will need to examine her.” I turn to him, “she has been infected?”

He nods his head. “Her soul has been replaced with a minion. We will see what we can do. Kera would have been infected too but your little light friends the Leukos seemed extra protective of her.”

“How do you know?”

“I was not there, but I can see it for it has past. As I entered that room, I have seen the past echoes of the energies movements like memories.”

“So you’re like a psychic.” Kera comments.

The head priest laughs, “In a way, yes like the psychics in your world I suppose is as close as it gets.”

Kera’s eyes widen, but before she could say anything, he waves it off. “People from other worlds vibrate at a different level.”

He brings us into a small chamber.

He turns and beckons us to sit on the available chairs.

“I’ve told you that I can see the past, people’s energies echo through time. Most don’t see it but there are some like I who are given this gift. Then there are those who can see the paths that come in the future.

Many lines are moving towards the future, and one remains constant in the battle we will soon enough face and it is Kera.”

All eyes turn to her.

“Kera your story is unfolding.”

 

 

The Faceless Queen will be on hold, future adventures to come but for now, we move towards other characters to widen the world a little bit more. 

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