Yet -Story-

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Chapter One
FLYING TIME

It was a glorious Friday. The shops were open late and people were ready to welcome a new week of an easy life, as this week ended, as easy and simple as the last. But whenever our blissful life was interrupted, time seemed to slug by as slow as possible, allowing us to savour every sour memory, to let all the negative thoughts and actions that were carried out stick into our memories and slowly poison us. It's been like this for as long as I can remember. Nothing bad has happened to any of us for a long time. But secretly, subconsciously, we were all waiting for it to happen again.

When it happened, it made no sense. Time didn't go slowly, it went too quickly. One minute the girl and her Mum were in the news for winning some sort of award, the next, the news went mad reporting their disappearance. I knew the girl, and I loved her. She and I always skipped through the long, evening sunlight together, buying sweets together, talking together, walking together, even, it began to seem, thinking together. When I thought of her, she was thinking of me. She had told me she loved me just the day before it happened. She was also so pleased about winning the award. It was something to do with service to the community, which she totally deserved - she was always tidying any mess she found on the streets, warning people about littering, and putting up posters about chewing gum...

There is a rumour spreading whenever someone truly worthy of good fortune enters the town, they will be made to leave it by God, as he wants us to work hard in the big ol' game o' Life, and we aren't working hard enough. I don't think God could want us to be in disgrace, because we are such a peaceful little town, and we are not sinners of any sort. Over half the people here are Christians, so what problem could God have with us?

But then, Helen, the girl, she was not a Christian. She was a Gnostic, she told me once. Her Mum was too. I have no idea what Gnostic means. I asked my own Mum, and she scoffed and told me that's what crazy people were.

My family are all Christians, but surprisingly, I was never formally christened. Nothing terrible has happened to me. But then, there's that thing I was telling you about - in the back of everyone's minds, there's always a 'Yet'.

When Helen and her Mum went missing, I locked myself into my bedroom and I cried. What if the rumours were true? If they were, I decided, God was sick and twisted. How could the only girl I'd ever loved and truly connected with on so many levels just... just go missing? Time flew by. None of us were welcoming the new weeks anymore, just dreading them. We slowly lost our hope, our spirit broke and we became much more private people, only expressing ourselves to put out broadcasts of ''Help Helen and her Mum'' or Missing posters... We stuck their picture on the side of our milk cartons, we put their pictures up in our windows... I put her picture in my bedroom, on top of everything she'd ever given me, and stared at it every night. I'd like to tell you I had some hope left in me, and a burning determination to find out what had happened to her. But I didn't. All I felt was pain. Pain and loss. And confusion.

When would the bad things start catching up to all of us?

One Friday, when the evening sun began trickling through the blinds on my window, I decided I'd try and do something. Anything I could do. I hated myself for not trying to really do much sooner. And I hated God, I had decided. For taking away the only girl I'd ever loved.

So I grabbed my stuff while my Mum was at work. I shoved a few clean clothes into my backpack, a toliet roll, a bowl, three apples, three bags of crisps and three water bottles, which I filled to the brim with water. One for each of us, if I found them...



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Chapter Two
The Warehouse

I slung my backpack over one shoulder and sighed. I had no idea what I was doing. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I bit my lip and left the house. I shut the door behind me quietly, not wanting to make a fuss. I hadn't thought this through very well... I didn't have enough stuff for more than a day, and I would have to come back home for the night, and hope that Mum was on a long shift. If she wasn't, she'd be home in about 3 hours. I couldn't surely find Helen and her Mum within 3 hours, but I wanted to start looking today, while I was (almost) mentally prepared for a long search. If I didn't come home by time Mum was back, I'd be in massive trouble. Should I leave a note for her? Would she even notice I wasn't in the house, considering how I had locked myself away in my room for the past few days? I ran back inside and quickly made up my mind. I scrawled 'Sorry Mum, be back soon' on a Post-It note, and, feeling awful, took a few pounds from her purse and grabbed my phone. How could I have nearly forgotten that? I could contact Mum with it, and she could contact me, and I'd always have the time on me...

As I left the house for the second time, I begun considering several things;
What if I never found them?
What if my phone ran out of charge?
What if I got lost?
What if I needed the toilet?

Practical things that in a house were so easy to fix, wouldn't be, wherever I might be, outside somewhere, presumably.

Suddenly, my mobile phone rang... and my heart skipped a beat in horror. Maybe it was Mum... really, really early! I picked up my phone and jumped when I read the caller ID. 'Helen'. I nearly dropped it in shock. I quickly answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Johnny..." said a shaky voice that sounded a lot like Helen. My heart went frantic. I was tempted to scream.
"Helen?" I whispered down the phone, looking around to see if there was anyone here to overhear me.
"Um, Johnny. Don't bother looking for me," she said loudly, terror in her beautiful voice.
"What?" I gawped, standing stock still in the middle of the pavement. Then I heard rushed whispering, and I listened carefully.
"Johnny, they have me captured they told me to call you to spook you I'll tell you everything okay but not now come to the alley at Gardens Road, there is an abandoned warehouse down there and that's where I am. And especially don't tell your pitiful police," she said, louder again at the end. And then she hung up.

With my eyes wide, I ran and ran, faster than I'd ever ran before, to Gardens Road. Everyone knew where Gardens Road was. It was not that far away, it took you about 16, 17 minutes if you were walking there. I ran, and I reckon I got there in 5 minutes. I slumped against a wall and glanced around me. There were a few people milling about, staring at me, and looking curiously at my backpack and wide eyes and white knuckles from where I was clutching onto my phone too hard. I turned into Gardens Road finally, as my shadow stretched out behind me and the sun hid behind a cloud, I stumbled into the alleyway, which was always dark, somehow... I smelt weed in the air and frantically punched some random buttons on my phone to keep it lit.

I felt my way across the walls, until my hand bumped into something smooth and cold and metal. I held my phone closer until I saw that it was a sliver door-handle. My whole body shaking, and breathing not too quietly, I opened the door. It creaked as it swung open, and then, when I stepped inside, I was, for a second, blinded by bright lights hanging from the ceiling. I heard the door click shut almost silently behind me, and the lights dimmed. I could see shadows in the furthest corner, but my legs seized up in fright.

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Chapter Two
Messy Mind

The warehouse smelt damp, and the smell of drugs was stronger here. I closed my eyes tight and pretended I was still at home, safe, and none of this had ever happened. The one thing that shattered this dream was reality. I knew this had happened. I knew the girl I loved and her mother had gone missing. And I knew I was playing with fire. I had no clue who I might have to deal with to save them. I hid in the shadows by the door, silently sobbing, but my body heaving with the strain. I slid to the floor crying. I couldn't move forward because I was being a coward. And I hated myself more than ever because of it.

And then my phone rang, booming out Beethoven's 5th Symphony into the silence. I jumped, and there was a yell coming from somewhere on my right. Before I knew what had happened, a slight, mystical silver-grey cat stood in front of me, its grey eyes boring into my own, unnerving me. I clutched onto my phone and edged away from the cat in the half-light. I glanced up at the ceiling quickly and saw stage lights. So that explained the flash that I saw when I first entered... The cat followed me as I slunk away from it, its tail high in the air and its whole body poised to spring. I whimpered in terror, thinking that Beethoven's 5th Symphony would be the last thing I would ever hear. I didn't feel like I had enough strength to answer the call. If it was my Mum, which was a strong possibility, then she would be angry, or very, very frightened. I felt like my mind was all messed up. How had my life suddenly gotten so surreal? And a cat couldn't yell, could it?

I heard someone inhale deeply, and saw smoke in the corner of my eye. Then, suddenly, a tall man stood behind the cat, stroking its ears lovingly.
"Easy now, Moonbeam," he said.
"Can I scream now?" I said, horsely.
The man nodded, and I screamed over my ringtone.
"And answer your call, you rude, rude boy," he laughed.
Stunned and worn out, I answered the call, forgetting to check my caller ID.
"Hello?" I murmured.
"I'm so sorry, I had to lead you there," said a girl's voice, easily recognizable.
"Helen again?! What? Are you here? I'm here, I'm at the warehouse! Where are you? In the shadows?" I hissed, hurriedly.
"No," she said bluntly, and hung up.
My mind felt more messed up than ever. If Helen wasn't here, why did she tell me she was? Who was this man, and this cat, Moonbeam?

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Chapter Two
Messy Mind

The warehouse smelt damp, and the smell of drugs was stronger here. I closed my eyes tight and pretended I was still at home, safe, and none of this had ever happened. The one thing that shattered this dream was reality. I knew this had happened. I knew the girl I loved and her mother had gone missing. And I knew I was playing with fire. I had no clue who I might have to deal with to save them. I hid in the shadows by the door, silently sobbing, but my body heaving with the strain. I slid to the floor crying. I couldn't move forward because I was being a coward. And I hated myself more than ever because of it.

And then my phone rang, booming out Beethoven's 5th Symphony into the silence. I jumped, and there was a yell coming from somewhere on my right. Before I knew what had happened, a slight, mystical silver-grey cat stood in front of me, its grey eyes boring into my own, unnerving me. I clutched onto my phone and edged away from the cat in the half-light. I glanced up at the ceiling quickly and saw stage lights. So that explained the flash that I saw when I first entered... The cat followed me as I slunk away from it, its tail high in the air and its whole body poised to spring. I whimpered in terror, thinking that Beethoven's 5th Symphony would be the last thing I would ever hear. I didn't feel like I had enough strength to answer the call. If it was my Mum, which was a strong possibility, then she would be angry, or very, very frightened. I felt like my mind was all messed up. How had my life suddenly gotten so surreal? And a cat couldn't yell, could it?

I heard someone inhale deeply, and saw smoke in the corner of my eye. Then, suddenly, a tall man stood behind the cat, stroking its ears lovingly.
"Easy now, Moonbeam," he said.
"Can I scream now?" I said, horsely.
The man nodded, and I screamed over my ringtone.
"And answer your call, you rude, rude boy," he laughed.
Stunned and worn out, I answered the call, forgetting to check my caller ID.
"Hello?" I murmured.
"I'm so sorry, I had to lead you there," said a girl's voice, easily recognizable.
"Helen again?! What? Are you here? I'm here, I'm at the warehouse! Where are you? In the shadows?" I hissed, hurriedly.
"No," she said bluntly, and hung up.
My mind felt more messed up than ever. If Helen wasn't here, why did she tell me she was? Who was this man, and this cat, Moonbeam?

END OF CHAPTER THREE

I wrote 'Chapter Two' at the top of this by accident, sorry, I'm such a divvy sometimes :P I'm planning the next chapter to be quite long so it's still in paper!

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Chapter Four
Jump

Moonbeam pulled a very un-catlike face and slowly began to fade. The man did not panic - and in Moonbeam's place now stood a tall young man. It took me a while to recognize who it was, but when I did, I was even more confused...

It was Helen's elder brother Brian.

"Hello," he said, bowing slightly. I frowned at him and was shocked into silence.
"Oh, is he mute or something? I'm starting to wonder if he is the right boy!" said the man. The brother shook his head, laughing.
"No, of course he is the right boy. You love my Helen, don't you?" he said.
Still frowning and with wide eyes, I nodded slightly and hesitantly.
"Well, Helen is not supposed to be with you. It is not her right destiny," the brother hissed. "We have taken her away from you to be Charmed, and told her to bring you to us somehow,"
"Why do you need me?" I asked, shakily.
"Because we need to deal with you." Said the man bluntly, before they both closed in on me, fists raised.


I stumbled out of the warehouse, bruised and bloody. Brian had turned back into ''Moonbeam'' and was following me to make sure I went where I was supposed to. I was not supposed to return home in this state, and they tortured me with a magic so that the bruises would scar forever and never heal. This meant I could never return home, because I'd always be in this state. This was the destiny that apparently I had to stick to.

They had told me to kill myself, and you know what? I actually didn't need to be told to, because I wanted to.

So here I am now, standing on the edge of a cliff. There is nothing left for me now, and apparently I was never supposed to find the whole other magical world, which apparently Helen was a part of by blood. They told me Helen would go to Hell and because I knew her it was my fault, because I was a child of Satan. They have reduced me to dirt, not even human. They have taken everything from me, they have stripped me and so here I stand, at the edge of a cliff, naked, with ''Moonbeam'' licking his whiskers and ready to give me a little nudge with his paw if I didn't jump soon. So. I jumped.

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Chapter Five
Charming

I don't remember clearly what happened after that. I felt a body knock into me mid-air, and I felt the rush of changing direction. I heard a soft voice whispering in my ear. I think the words were:
"Please don't let him be dead. Oh, please.''

I woke to see a beautiful face in front of mine. The minute I opened my eyes, she kissed me.
"Oh, oh you ARE alive, oh gosh, I am so very sorry, my brother is evil, evil pure evil, oh gosh, this is all my fault!" She gasped, bursting into tears.
"Who are you?" I mumbled.
"What?" She said, freezing.
"Who... who are you?"
"You mean... oh, NO! NO NO NO NO NO!" she screamed, tearing at her hair and stomping her feet. "NO! I'M HELEN! HELEN!"
"I'm so sorry, um, Helen," I said, feeling awful I'd made this girl feel so bad. She threw her arms around me, sobbing manically. "No... No..."
I hugged her back awkwardly.
"BRIAN! GET HERE THIS INSTANT!" She screamed.
"Brian..." I mumbled. That name sounded familiar. A cat stalked up to Helen, looked at her pityingly and disappeared from thin air.


Apparently this Helen girl's brother's ''Master'' was trying to ''Charm'' her to forget about me when she flew away to save me because she could hear her brother's thoughts about me jumping off of a cliff (why would I want to jump off a cliff? That would be inconsiderate to Mother...) and she ''Flew'' at me, caught me in mid-air (what a fairy-tale, 'eh?!) and he shot the magic at her but because she was far away he mis-fired and it hit me and had the reverse effect of me forgetting her. This is what she told me.

I don't believe a word of it, do you?


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The End
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NOTE:

I wanted to leave Yet open... because there are tiny flaws in my story which are clear and could cause an alternative ending.

When he goes back home, which he would have to do if he forgot he wasn't supposed to, what would happen then? Surely his mother would be mad, and also see all of his bruises... she'd wonder what on earth had happened. Also, surely she would've remembered Helen, and mentioned her at some point. Would this trigger Johnny's -the main character's- memories?

Because some people hate open endings, I'm working on a little teaser of an Epilogue, but that's not finished yet!

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