Nothing Chapter 3Melody stopped running as soon as her brother was out of sight. She paused for several minutes to catch her breath and look around. Everything seemed to look the same. The place was awkwardly quiet too. It set her on edge. She liked quiet, but this was just too quiet.
It was here she felt the ripple of energy on her arm, and she looked to her left. There was now a pedestal with bright red flowers in a vase a few paces away from her. With curiosity evident on her face, she slowly approached the pedestal.
"That's one of the transport items." I said before she whirled around. She would see a man with spiky brown hair, a neck beard, and a brown suit with a blue tie.
"Who are you?"
"I'm here to be your guide. Your brother has one, and he's not necessarily the greatest of guys. I'm not allowed to stop them though, because once a guide finds a newcomer here, they're bound until the newcomer leaves or the guide dies. Either or. They've all happened before." I answered.
"But what's your name?"
Nothing Chapter 2
Michael awoke in Nothing first. The boy sat up, rubbing the back of his head and looking around to find nothing but pure white walls. His body and clothes were unscathed here. It was like he was in a dream.
Lying next to Michael was his sister. Melody had yet to rise to consciousness, and she seemed so peaceful and beautiful when she was asleep like this. Almost like Snow White. But he would never be true love's first kiss, because that would be gross, frowned upon in Western Society, and possibly illegal in most states except North Carolina and Alabama. Plus, Michael had never fully gotten over his cootie phase from elementary school, and he firmly believed that Melody was the cause of it all.
After several minutes of sitting and thinking about cooties, he finally stood up to start looking around while waiting for her to wake up. And after an unknown length of time, he wasn't sure how long; she sat up with a gasp.
With wide and terrified eyes, Melody glanced left and right until she n
Nothing Chapter 1This is a tale of death. A journey of sorts. A journey through Nothing. A journey I led them on. It's a sad tale, but it's still one that needs to be told.
We'll begin with a view of a school. A lovely school, public and home to a population of about 1,500 high school students. This school is home to two very particular students.
If we venture out to the football field, we'll meet 17 year old junior Michael Thomas. Popular and handsome with bright blond hair and sharp features with striking green eyes, he was the envy of most boys in school. He wasn't smart though, and he was failing most of his classes. It wasn't that he wasn't doing his work or trying his best, it was just that he was not intelligent at all. It stressed him out to the point where it was a miracle he was still on the football team and that he even was in his same grade and had yet to be held back.
But his beauty was only skin deep. He treated the entire school like they were peasants beneath his feet. He teased most o