Thursday, December 12, 2013

Time travel

On a warm summer day in a little town outside Chicago, a boy notices his ability to step out in the front yard and spin. Then entering his grandparents home, to reveal they were still in the middle of the same task as they were, when he went to the yard to play. He began to perfect the ability to reverse time, creating a molecular wormhole.
As the summer moved forward, he attempted to pick on his sister until she realized what he was doing.
Everyday, he would wait until she was ready to do her hair. Then step out side and spin, seeing the photos, he took of the time before. At the moment she began to yell for her Nanny, he would flee to the yard and, you guessed it, spin.
What he didn't know was she had found a way to move through worm holes. While tossing pixie
dust, around her room some landed above her door frame. Covering your door frame in a room you really care about, can cause a worm hole.
On, a summer day she was shifting back and forth between her alternate universes not noticing  how the characteristics of each person was a bit different.
After falling into a car of his grandpas from a tree one day, he attempted to run away to his sisters room. Because, it was the safest place for him, he snapped into an alternate parallel life.

Except one thing they were ornery mean and nasty people. Even hideous to look at.
That day his world changed, his new Pa, was a very angry looking hobbit with big yellow teeth. Standing in front of him was a sniper rifle aimed straight at a young army man leaving his home. Before the boy could say anything, boof-hoof a double tap and also a really clean shot. After believing his father had ran away many years earlier and his mother had been abducted. He identifies them both outside the window blazing weapons at the army of men fast approaching. As evil smeared on their faces, he could see by the body language all that they were doing was fearless and a valiant effort to extinguish the army that was slowly coming a way from the battle with the wounds of a hero or dead man.
He used his best efforts to step away from the brutal reality that this maybe the end. Feeling the wind at his back and a mighty force around him.
The smoke began to clear and more rangers emerged to begin a siege on their home.