The Beginning........

Prologue 

Long ago, a magic was created to control this world and put everything into place. But in order for this magic to be contained, it had to balanced by an opposite. However, this opposite got out of hand and turned most of its sorcerers into horrible creatures who went to crush this world and everything in it. Then, a person was created to balance out both substances and put order into this universe. However, after finding out this powerful human could meet their doom, the man who put together this whole dilemma created cycles for this human to be reborn again throughout time. This is the story of Maggie Stutton and her journey throughout this mystical world.

1

She sat staring out her window watching all of the cars fly by down her street Towner. Maggie had just turned 16 yesterday, but it felt she was still five with a whole life to look forward to. She then looked around her light brown room. The oval mirror hanging from her door had been acquired on her sixth birthday.She had came into contact with her ebony dresser on her seventh birthday. It held all of her clothes, lip gloss, fingernail polish, and six different purses she had acquired over the years. On her eighth birthday she was given a somewhat golden hairbrush with a million bristles and a funny blue diamond at the bottom of the handle. She had always thought of it as weird.  Then on her ninth birthday, Maggie was given a pearl necklace that shined brightly throughout the night. As a child she would use that instead of a nightlight. That was the last thing her Aunt Rose gave her before she drove off of Mangum Field. She had only been 36. That was the last thing Maggie could remember about her aunt. No previous get-togethers or no previous birthday presents that were given to her by her aunt. Only that. She glanced back out at the dark sky as it rained throughout town. Her mother had been out running errands and wouldn't be back until three and it was only 12 o' clock. As Maggie stared out her window hopelessly, she noticed two men approach her walkway. They both had black hats and grayish colored suits. They looked like the police or maybe some higher government enforcer. The taller man looked at his watch and said something to the other. The other man just looked forward and stared at Maggie's front door. He looked bewitched. He then looked up and saw Maggie staring out at the two them almost questioning. The two suited men then started approaching the door. Maggie noticed the shorter one had a slight limp. Suddenly, there was knocking at the door. Maggie ran to the door hoping nothing bad happened to her and that she was alright. She opened the door and gasped at the taller man's face. The man had a mark that ran over his left eye. It looked like he was attacked by a knife or a sharp claw. "This is her," said the tall man with a deep menacing voice, "this is the Trial."

Maggie dashed upstairs, passing the rose-colored wall paper on the stairwell, and went into her room. Before the men could to the door, Maggie closed and locked it.

"We just want to talk," said the tall man.
"No, you don't," said Maggie in a startled tone.
"We're not going to hurt you, we just want to ask you a couple of questions."

Maggie thought the situation over in her head, and thought it was silly of her to just run away from the man before he could say anything. She opened the door about two inches. The man threw his hand through the door and onto her neck. She struggled but didn't have the strength to remove it. She began shutting the the door on his arm and hoped he would stop. After shutting it for the ninth time, the scarred man pulled his arm away and Maggie shut the door again.

"Maggie, open this door right now!"
"How do you know my name?"
"You'll find out if you open this door!"
"No."

For a minute, it was really quiet and it felt as if nothing had happened at all. Maggie stared at the door startled and worried. Then the tall man spoke. "Fine, if you won't come out, Larry will give you a reason." Then, it was quiet again. Then suddenly, a ripping sound began and Maggie started running to the other side of her bedroom. She feared the men would break the door's lock and capture her. But she was totally unprepared for what happened next.

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The door burst open with a loud pounding sound and Maggie saw the tall man and a furry beast beside him. There was no sign of the quiet shorter man. The beast walked forward until it was standing half a foot from Maggie. Maggie began to dash to the side but the beast grabbed her by the hair and began dragging her to the other tall man. As Maggie tried to break free, a blue light flashed through the hallway and the tall man flew into the wall. A boy with light brown hair and a lanky figure came into Maggie's sight. The beast dropped Maggie's hair and went for the boy. As the beast ran to the boy, the boy pulled a spear and got into a pose. The beast leaped and the boy pointed his weapon to the sky. As Maggie emerged from the floor, she saw the beast lying on the floor, presumed dead. "Come on," said the boy with a slight urge. Maggie hesitated for a moment and then ran to the boy's side. The two ran to the stairs and jumped to the bottom. The boy went to the front door and jetted outside. As Maggie began to step through the door she felt a hand from behind. Something grabbed her by the shirt and yanked her to the floor. She turned around to find the tall man standing over her grimacing. "Where do you think you're going?" Maggie saw blood dripping from his lower leg. The man kicked Maggie into the wall near the door and prepared to get something out of his pocket. Fearing that the man would essentially end her, Maggie jumped up in a flash and flew into him. As she began to push the man down so she could make an escape, a blue light emitted from her palm and flew into the tall man's chest. The man flew across the living room to their right into a white wall. As he lay unconscious, Maggie rushed outside and looked around.
"Get in," yelled the boy in the driver's seat of a 2004 Ashton Martin. Seeing that there were no other alternative, Maggie dove into the passenger's side and the car took off.


"What's going on?" asked Maggie as the car darted onto the highway. "Those were Reapers Maggie," said the boy in a light voice. "They came to take you to their field and ask you questions. We have to move you to a secure---". Maggie waved her hand and put her fingers to her temples. "Wait a minute. Who are you and how do you know my name? How did you find me? Why did they just try to grab me?" Maggie dashed through thousands of obvious questions while the boy grunted. "Okay, just take it down a notch," said the boy frustrated. "My name is Bryan and I was sent here to rescue you. Those people who tried to grab you are called Reapers and they're part of the Inomilous." Maggie looked straight ahead at the road and began to go over the situation in her head.

"You only answered part of my questions," said Maggie.
"'Thanks for saving me' would be nice."
"Thanks for saving me, now what's going on?"

Bryan jolted the car left and right and darted through traffic. "Are you even old enough to drive?" questioned Maggie. Bryan put his hand over his face and murmured something to himself. "Look, I'm seventeen and I'll be eighteen in 4 months. I got my driver's license a few years ago." Maggie looked over at Bryan and noticed his hair was discolored in a tiny circle on the side of his face. The spot was a darkish brown and looked like a piece of candy. "I'm sorry I'm a little bossy," said Maggie,"I've just been through a traumatic experience." Bryan nodded toward Maggie as if saying message received. Maggie looked down in her lap and begun to speak. "Who are the Inomilous Bryan?"

"Everything will be explained when we get there."
"Why can't you tell me know?"
"Because it and all of your other questions will be explained when we got to him."
"I guess you won't tell me who that is either."

Bryan then pulled onto another street and stopped the car in dirt patch on the side of the road. "Look, just tell me what your problem is. Don't you have some patience?" Maggie glared at Bryan and pursed her lips. "Look, I don't even know who you are and I got into a car with you. I believe you owe me some answers. How can I know that I can trust you? Huh?" Bryan put his hand over his face again and sighed. " You can trust me, all right?" replied Bryan. " I just can't tell you any real details about our dilemma because you won't understand them yet until you've met with the Elder. Now, you can't ask me who that is either because it will also be explained when you meet with him. Now can you please stop pestering me until we get there?" Maggie put her hand on her arm where the man kicked her and she nodded her head toward Bryan. "Now lets get you over there so you can find out more about what you want to know." Bryan put the key into the ignition and started the car back up. "Where are we going again?"
"We're going to see the elder."