Categories > Original > Fantasy > Another Dimension
I've set this story in my country, Wales :3
Whosoever name is at the beginning of a chapter, it means it's from their perspective. Enjoy.
Prologue
Kris.
I looked up at the billions of stars that twinkled above me. I lay against a tree amongst the many others in the Park; no-one ever came here at night. I wasn't alone though, I knew that someone was nearby, I sensed it. You see, I’m not an ordinary human being, well, not really a human at all if you insist. I am what humans call the ‘Supernatural’ or quite simply ‘Insane.’ But we call ourselves the ‘All-Seeing.’ If translated to the language of the Aniikalai, the language of our dimension, we’re called the ‘Alsiyun.’ Though we are not the superior race of our dimension, that’d be the Vampires. Those filthy creatures took over by cheating, but that information will come soon enough.
The advantages of being Alsiyun are: Enhanced sight, the ability to detect anyone who is not human, ability to use simple magic, enriched fighting power and the knack to see into the past, rather than being able to actually travel to the past like the Time Lords. This may seem grand and awe-inspiring but there is still a downside to being an Alsiyun which is: Living in an establishment with others of our kind and not being allowed by Law to live anywhere else until you reach the age of 23. We are not allowed to leave the premises unless given permission, which rarely happened, using your powers unless told to causes great consequence, such as imprisonment for up to 48 hours or extra chores, stupid, I know. Now, back to the presence I sensed in the Park.
I sat up and looked around, there was no sound and yet no-one to be seen. There was a sudden rustle in the tree I was leaning on, I looked up to see a girl, around her teens, was seated on a high branch. Her feet placed on a branch just below to keep her balanced, she was deeply engrossed in a book which was perched in her lap. I couldn’t see the title of the book, despite my enhanced eyesight. I rose to my feet and continued to look at the girl, her straight black hair was tucked behind her ear and her skin looked orange-y under the yellow glow of the street lamp. She gasped as she saw me; I jumped and let out a sound of shock and surprise. She shouldn’t be able to see me. I was using a spell to make sure nobody could see me. Surely it couldn’t have worn off already?
“I-Um…Who…Who are you?” she stuttered. I smiled a little. Her eyes shone a deep blue, like the ocean just after a storm.
"My name is Kris.” I stated wearily. “Who might you be?” I asked in return. When she didn’t answer I said, “Isn’t it civil to give your name once you have received one?”
“You’re talking like you’re from the Victorian times or something like that.” She giggled a little. I said nothing and just looked up at her. She smiled and made a sound, as if to laugh a bit. “I’m Willow. But everyone calls me Will.”
“But Will is a male’s name, is it not?”
“It is but I don’t mind.” Willow said. It was somewhat tricky to keep up with the modern tongue of Wales; Willow spoke with a strong south-walian accent. I was born and raised in England and moved to Wales only last month. She clambered down the tree, putting her reading book in her backpack and landed a few paces away. She was taller than I thought she’d be, around 5‘7”. I could now clearly see her features. She had an oval shaped face and a small nose specked with freckles. Her eyes were large and the blue in them was lighter. Her lips were thin but still held a heart-like form. She was beautiful.
Whosoever name is at the beginning of a chapter, it means it's from their perspective. Enjoy.
Prologue
Kris.
I looked up at the billions of stars that twinkled above me. I lay against a tree amongst the many others in the Park; no-one ever came here at night. I wasn't alone though, I knew that someone was nearby, I sensed it. You see, I’m not an ordinary human being, well, not really a human at all if you insist. I am what humans call the ‘Supernatural’ or quite simply ‘Insane.’ But we call ourselves the ‘All-Seeing.’ If translated to the language of the Aniikalai, the language of our dimension, we’re called the ‘Alsiyun.’ Though we are not the superior race of our dimension, that’d be the Vampires. Those filthy creatures took over by cheating, but that information will come soon enough.
The advantages of being Alsiyun are: Enhanced sight, the ability to detect anyone who is not human, ability to use simple magic, enriched fighting power and the knack to see into the past, rather than being able to actually travel to the past like the Time Lords. This may seem grand and awe-inspiring but there is still a downside to being an Alsiyun which is: Living in an establishment with others of our kind and not being allowed by Law to live anywhere else until you reach the age of 23. We are not allowed to leave the premises unless given permission, which rarely happened, using your powers unless told to causes great consequence, such as imprisonment for up to 48 hours or extra chores, stupid, I know. Now, back to the presence I sensed in the Park.
I sat up and looked around, there was no sound and yet no-one to be seen. There was a sudden rustle in the tree I was leaning on, I looked up to see a girl, around her teens, was seated on a high branch. Her feet placed on a branch just below to keep her balanced, she was deeply engrossed in a book which was perched in her lap. I couldn’t see the title of the book, despite my enhanced eyesight. I rose to my feet and continued to look at the girl, her straight black hair was tucked behind her ear and her skin looked orange-y under the yellow glow of the street lamp. She gasped as she saw me; I jumped and let out a sound of shock and surprise. She shouldn’t be able to see me. I was using a spell to make sure nobody could see me. Surely it couldn’t have worn off already?
“I-Um…Who…Who are you?” she stuttered. I smiled a little. Her eyes shone a deep blue, like the ocean just after a storm.
"My name is Kris.” I stated wearily. “Who might you be?” I asked in return. When she didn’t answer I said, “Isn’t it civil to give your name once you have received one?”
“You’re talking like you’re from the Victorian times or something like that.” She giggled a little. I said nothing and just looked up at her. She smiled and made a sound, as if to laugh a bit. “I’m Willow. But everyone calls me Will.”
“But Will is a male’s name, is it not?”
“It is but I don’t mind.” Willow said. It was somewhat tricky to keep up with the modern tongue of Wales; Willow spoke with a strong south-walian accent. I was born and raised in England and moved to Wales only last month. She clambered down the tree, putting her reading book in her backpack and landed a few paces away. She was taller than I thought she’d be, around 5‘7”. I could now clearly see her features. She had an oval shaped face and a small nose specked with freckles. Her eyes were large and the blue in them was lighter. Her lips were thin but still held a heart-like form. She was beautiful.
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