Mother - Chapter One

Prologue

 

    There were many stories during my time. Stories of ancient beasts and heroes. Stories of world unseen. Legends of futures and myths of past. Stories of unrealistic reality and some that shouldn't make sense at all. I heard of these stories from my mother. She heard these stories from her and she heard it from her mother’s mother. And she lived through it. She lived through what it may seem just a pure fantasy. But I’ll let you be the judge of that.

 

     Long ago, during the end of the tenth century and the last century of the second millennium, out in the outskirts of a rural American town. The fireflies dances to the song of the sunflowers under the moonlit night. The brook babbles with stories of the hilltop winds. The trees of the forest stretched high to touch the stars. There sat a lonely house on top of the meadow. The floor creeks and the chill of night sneaks in sometimes but it called home.

 

     A dark shadow covered the small country land in the outskirts of rural America. There at that time lived a young married couple. George was soft spoken with fur of fire and eyes of ice. He smell as sweet as the tobacco. He doesn't speak much but whenever he does there is always a smile upon anyone’s face. Maria is just as sweet as her husband. Her locks were golden as the sunflowers and skin as soft as the clouds. Little would anyone have known their very existence would be the beginning of the chapter of the end of the humanity story.

 

    “George.” Maria said as she walked down the old wobbly staircase. “It’s getting late honey. I think you should get to bed.” George was cosy in his big dusty chairs reading the Town Gazette. He strike a match and lit up his pipe. “Okay dear.” He replied. “Let me finish this smoke and I’ll head up.”

 

    “Try not to stay up too late.” She said as she kiss him goodnight.

 

     “I won’t.” He smiled at her and watch her walk up. The clock sitting on top of the mantle tics along the chirping of the crickets. George kept reading his papers listening to the song of the night. Suddenly the clock stop ticking. George went to look at the time.

 

    Hmm-mm….

 

    He wound the old clock but it completely stood still. With a tap and a shake he left it they it was, back on the mantle.  George went back to his dusty chair and check on his pipe. “Ran out of smokes.” He look outside his windows and sees the stars falls across the skies. “What a beautiful night.” George watch as the meteors falls across the night skies. Then suddenly one of the stars fell close to the sunflower field of their little wooden home. The ground shook and the smoke can be seen nearby.

 

     “George?” Maria woke up from her bed. “What was that? George?” Maria walk downstairs to see the front door open. “George? Is everything all right?” She walked out and sees her husband sitting on the porch with his eyes wide open and hands trembling. “George? George?”

 

    “Run….”

 

     “What was that George?” Maria look at him with slight confusion.

 

    “Run!!!!” George screamed and grabbed her arms. Maria and George run as fast as they could. Dodging the branches of the pine trees and running deep into the woods.

 

 

    “George what’s going on? What are we running from?” Maria said with her arms being held by her husband tightly. "Who's chasing us?"

 

    “No time to explain."  George replied with the shortness of his breaths. "We have to make a break toward town. They won’t catch us if there is safety in numbers.”

 

    “Town? Catch us? Who?” Maria said with a panic look in her eyes. The two stopped for a moment. To look for a clear path.

 

     “Podunk is close by from here. Let’s hurry.”

 

    “George what is going on? You’re scaring me!” Maria ran alongside George. Then a shadow figure appears before them. “George?”

 

     “This way!” George pull her to another direction. Suddenly another one stop their tracks. George pulled Maria toward the mountains. The two ran deeper and deeper into the woods until there was no more places to run. “We’re surrounded.”

 

    “George? What are they?” Maria held George tightly. With a flash of blinding light. George and Maria disappear.

 

    Two years later, as suddenly as he left, George returned. He never told anyone where he had been or what he had done. “Is that George?” The townspeople whispers. “I haven’t seen him in years.” A small boy from ran toward him smiling. His toes peak out of his worn out shoes but it doesn’t matter. It’s the way he likes it.

 

    “Hey Mister, Mister!” The boy wave at George smiling. “Back from your holidays.” George didn’t say a word. He kept walking into the town square. “Mister! Where’s Auntie Marie? Huh Mister?” George push the boy out the way. The boy fell onto the dirt floor.  “Mister?”

 

    George didn't look back. Instead he deeply immersed into a strange researched, all by himself. As for Maria, his wife…..she never returned.

 

    

 

80 years have passed since then.

 

 

    Early Monday morning in the town of Podunk also known as Mother’s Day to the locals. Ninten, a 10 year old kid is ready to start the day. He quickly got out of bed, got dressed and put his favourite red cap on.

 

    “Summer’s here!” He shouted in the mirror hanging over his dresser. “You know what that means? Baseball!” Baseball is Ninten favourite sports. He wasn't very good at it. But he likes the sound of his trusty cracked bat hitting the ball before it falls in the pond. Ninten is ready to start his day. Then he heard a strange humming sound. “Huh? What was that?” Ninten look around but nothing was out of place. “Must have been all that studying from school yesterday. But it’s finally over. Adventures await!” Suddenly the lamp on his dresser started to move.

 

    “Huh? What the….”

 

    The lamp started to attack Ninten. “Wait. What’s going on?” Ninten yell as he dodge the crazy lamp. Ninten ran toward his bed. The lamp chased after him. The lamp attack Ninten. “Hey! That hurts!” Ninten rolled toward his bookshelf and grab the heaviest book he could find. Of course it was his school book. “Take that!” Ninten swing his book and hit the lamp across the room shattering into pieces. Ninten look at his school book. “I knew this was good for something.” Ninten looked at the broken lamp on the floor. “Well, that was weird. Mom won’t believe me if I told her.”

 

    Ninten walked into his sister room. There he sees another lamp attacking her. “Minny! Get out of the way!”

 

    “Ninten help! I’m so ascared! The lamp seems to be alive! It suddenly started to go crazy!”

 

    Ninten grab one of Minny’s dolls and threw it at the lamp. “Get away from my sister!” The lamp attack both Minny and Ninten.

 

    “Big brother!!!” Minny cried.

 

     “I said get away from my little sister!” Ninten use his red baseball cap and smack the lamp toward Minny’s bedroom wall. The lamp shattered and fell onto the floor.

 

    “Mimmie! Ninten you gotta help her!” Ninten ran out and toward Mimmie’s room.

 

    “Ninten. Help me!” Mimmie yell. This time her doll was attack her.

 

     ”First the lamps now this? What on Earth is going on?”

 

     “Help me big brother!!!”

 

    “I’ll save you Mimmie.”

 

    Ninten grab Mimmie’s doll and threw it onto the floor. The doll stopped moving. Mimmie walked toward Ninten who is looking at the doll. “I think it’s safe now Mimmie.” Ninten grab the doll once more and then dropped it.

 

    “Momma.” The voice recording in the doll spoke.

 

    “Don’t you momma me.” Mimmie scolded her doll. “You are in a time-out. Oh yes yes you are.”

 

    The phenomenon has stopped. For the moment….

 

     “I was so ascared to death!! Yes yes I was.” Mimmie said as she held her doll.

 

    “Don’t worry, everything will be okay.” Ninten said as he patted her sister’s head.

 

    “Oh wow!! Look big brother. There is something hidden inside the doll.” Ninten looked inside Mimmie’s doll. Inside the doll, Ninten spotted an old music box. As the music box was wound up…a melody began to play. Ninten remembered the tune. Ninten walk downstairs and sees his mother on the phone.

 

    “Yes. Yes. It’s alright. We’re fine now.” She hung up the phone. “Ninten. Are you al-right? Egad! What is happening to our house? I wish your father was here right now. Maybe…” The phone started to ring again. Ninten’s mom picked up. “Hello. Hello. Uh-huh. Yeah. Okay.” Ninten’s mum looked at him. “Ninten….it’s for you.”

 

    Ninten grab the phone. “Uh hello?”

 

    “Hey champ, it’s your old dad.”

 

    “Dad! Where are you? I missed you so much!” Ninten cried.

 

    “Don’t worry about me son, I'm fine.”

 

    “Dad! You won’t believe it. The lamp started to attack Minny and….”

 

    “I know. I know son.” Ninten’s dad took a long deep breath. “Well…it seems like a poltergeist is among us.”

 

    “Poltergeist? What’s going on dad?”

 

    “I’m not exactly sure how to….but, your great-grandfather studied PSI.”

 

    “PSI?”

 

     “PSI is the 23rd letter of the Greek alphabet.

 

    “What does learning Greek have to do with the killer doll in Mimmie’s room?”

 

    “It’s the first letter to psyche.”

 

    “Psyche?”

 

    “You might find something in the basement to help. But I left the basement key some-place….can’t remember exactly where….Anyhow, son, you are my only hope. It’s time for you to go on a little adventure, and explore the potential of your power.”

 

    “Powers?”

 

    “You’ll understand it soon enough Ninten. Powers not be taken lightly. Ninten, go for it!!But remember to come back and check on our family. Bye.”

 

    “Bye dad.”

 

    “Oh, and phone me whenever you need fatherly advice.”

 

     “I will. I love you dad.”

 

    “I love you too, son.”

 

    Ninten hanged up the phone.