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Cyber Paradise: An Original Story~! *Chapter Five Posted*

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« on: November 23, 2010, 12:41:20 pm »

AN: All right guys! I've shared this novel I've been writing with a few of you already and so far, I've gotten nothing but positive reviews for it. I've decided to post a few chappies up here and see how you guys like it. I'm most likely just going to feature it as a sneak-peak here since I do plan on eventually publishing this story of mine.

So without delay, I present the prologue of my story! Remember, no flaming is allowed. Constructive Criticism is allowed and appreciated ^_^ Hope you all enjoy!!!

Title: Cyber Paradise (Title Subject to Change)
Author: Mae Everglow


*~Prologue~*

Six months ago, the Ellington family was a normal family living together in as much harmony as life could allow. There were hard times and also happy times, with the whole lot of them sticking by each other and helping each other push forth from day to day.

   Louis Ellington, the father, worked as a mechanic for a well-known car dealership. He was deemed one of the best in the whole city and was in the line for a huge promotion.

   Sandra Ellington, the mother, was a pediatric specialist in the local hospital. Being a doctor, she was often spending long hours on-call. However, she still somehow always had time ready to spend with her family.

   Marty Ellington, the oldest child, was a sophomore at a big-time university in the area studying for a degree in Virtual Design, specializing in Video Games. He was always a top student in class and a hero in the eyes of his younger siblings.

   Travis Ellington, the middle child, was a junior at his high school and tempted to follow in his brother’s footsteps. Travis worked hard to be like his brother, sometimes focusing a little too hard on his studies and not spending enough time with his friends.

   Lola Ellington, the youngest child, was an 8th grader just trying to get through her final year of middle school. She was the shyest of the three children and often wouldn’t speak out or attract attention to herself.

   Even with the different personalities, the family still cared deeply for each other and stayed together through thick and thin.

   That was six months ago…before the incident occurred…

   The night was cold, rain dripping from the cumulonimbus clouds above the city while Travis Ellington sat on the couch. The television was the only light in the room, save the occasional flash of lightning from the outside.

   The boy groaned at the newscast on the screen, the weatherman droning on and on about a heavy thunderstorm that had no hope of desisting anytime soon. Travis drew his knitted blanket tighter around his frame, hearing the front door behind him swing open.

   “That you, Marty?” Travis questioned, glancing away from the television and turning in his seat towards the doorway. A tall boy stood there, soaked to the bone with water dripping from his dark curly locks. The soaked brother glanced back towards Travis in surprise, as if expecting the house to be empty when he returned home.

   “Yeah, it’s me,” said Marty, closing the door behind him while wiping his muddy vans on the carpet in frustration.

   “Man, look at you, all soggy from the rain,” Travis chuckled at his brother’s expense, pointing towards the television. “I gotta admit, I was shocked by the rain storm since the weather report this morning said it would be clear skies. Ain’t that crazy?”

   Marty gave a slight nod in response, walking through the hall towards the laundry room to grab a towel to dry off. Travis followed his brother’s movements, watching as he disappeared and then reappeared with a towel.

   “I got compliments from my friend’s on your new game demo you gave me,” Travis started but fell silent again, noticing that Marty was too focused on drying himself off and not listening to a word he was saying. “Bro, you ok? I know the rain’s probably annoying but it’ll be all right.”

   “I’m fine Travie, don’t worry too much all right,” the older brother gave a small smile before he continued to wipe away the rain from his face. “The rain just threw me off a little on my way home. But other than that…I’m fine.”

   “You sure because you sound like something’s on your mind?” Travis retorted, switching his gaze towards the window as another flash of lightning stretched across the sky. The room went quiet as the thunder boomed outside, the house quaking under the pressure. The younger brother’s body tensed but he kept his worries to himself, gazing back towards Marty. “Did something happen?”

   “Nope, I was just spending a lot of time with Davis, you remember him don’t ya?” Marty mumbled while tossing the towel back towards the laundry room before moving for the stairs. “The rain just surprised me is all. Now I’m going upstairs to shower and get warm again.”

   Marty began up the steps, Travis’s eyes catching a glimpse of the older brother fumbling with something in his pocket. It seemed normal enough; just a crumbled piece of paper. The younger brother continued to watch Marty in suspicion, wondering if whatever that paper was had something to do with his mood. However, Travis’s thoughts were silenced as Marty came to a halt near the top step.

   “There’s no reason to be giving me such a look Travie,” Marty’s voice was calm as he spoke, keeping his gaze forward to avoid meeting with his brother’s eyes. “Honestly, everything’s going to be fine. I’m fine now, you’re fine now, we’re all fine. Everything’s going to be fine.”

   With that, Marty rushed up the final steps and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him with a thud. Travis kept his gaze towards the steps for a good while, hearing the knobs turn and the shower hissing as it started up. The boy just didn’t know what to think at that point. Marty acted as if things were going ok but that statement he made…it just didn’t seem right. What did he mean by ‘Everything’s going to be fine’?

   “I shouldn’t worry about it for now I guess,” Travis stated as a yawn escaped his lips. “I guess if all else fails, I can just ask him about it when he gets out of the shower or something.”

   Travis waited a few good minutes before another yawn escaping finally brought him to his feet, the boy trudging up the steps and into his room for the night. Louis and Sandra both came home within the hour and went off to bed just as quickly, leaving Marty awake and alone.

   The wood of the stairs creaked in agitation as the dark-haired boy tiptoed down them, his midnight-black locks dripping down onto his shoulders as he walked. He paused only for a moment at the door, his hand gripping the brass handle but making no move to open the door.

   “Will it all…really be fine…in the end?”

***
   Marty vanished without a trace that night, leaving his family baffled by the sudden departure. It was as if he vanished from the face of the earth…along with 300,000 others from around the world. Country after country was sent into panic as the people tried to come up with reasonings as to how so many people can drop below the radar in one night, disappearing without a trace.

   As time went on, the panic died down and the world went on with their daily lives. However, efforts were still made to find out exactly what had happened with those missing during the incident.

   All Travis Ellington knew for sure however…that paper had something to do with it….

*~End Prologue~*
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« Reply #1 on: November 23, 2010, 12:45:51 pm »

awesome story
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« Reply #2 on: November 23, 2010, 02:13:03 pm »

I want to read more. :3
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« Reply #3 on: November 23, 2010, 02:28:20 pm »

Thanx for that~! Glad to hear you guys like it ^_^ I've been working on the chappies as fast as I can. I just gotta get Jamie to read 'em first Tongue she claims first dibs xD
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« Reply #4 on: November 23, 2010, 02:32:27 pm »

=D Yush! I called dibs! ^.^


I have already commented on your story but I just have to say it was all really well written. It all was great but there was one part that gave me chills.
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Along with 300,000 0thers.... O.O Hoelly Moelly what happens next.
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« Reply #5 on: November 23, 2010, 02:34:11 pm »

Thanx for that~! Glad to hear you guys like it ^_^ I've been working on the chappies as fast as I can. I just gotta get Jamie to read 'em first Tongue she claims first dibs xD

Boo! Tongue
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« Reply #6 on: November 24, 2010, 02:59:51 pm »

         Um, seconds? I'm curious as to what happens next.
         
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« Reply #7 on: November 26, 2010, 12:01:50 pm »

Aw again, thanks for all the positive comments! I've been working on the rest of chappie one and plan on posting it today -crosses fingers for luck-

Sure, Soapy can have seconds since he asked so nicely Tongue And demanded MOAR MOAR MOAR in his email to me Tongue
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« Reply #8 on: November 26, 2010, 12:38:46 pm »

hmmm its awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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« Reply #9 on: November 26, 2010, 12:41:07 pm »

-bows- thank you for the comment Ziggy. I'll be posting more up soon so be on the lookout!
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« Reply #10 on: November 26, 2010, 01:01:34 pm »

yay part two awesome now i cant wait
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« Reply #11 on: January 14, 2011, 12:22:46 pm »

So when is the amazing Alice going to wow us with her next chappie?
I am getting anxious! I am not sure I can take any more of this suspense!!
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« Reply #12 on: January 14, 2011, 12:27:53 pm »

Hahaha I really should post up the new chappie! I just keep losing track of time xD I'll post it up soon though ^_^ just keep reminding me!
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« Reply #13 on: January 20, 2011, 09:03:20 am »

AN: I finally got to posting up the first chappie up!!! My bad for making you guys wait so long. It just took me awhile to remember I didn't post it up here yet. ^_^' Anyway, here it is. Constructive Criticism is appreciated. NO FLAMES ALLOWED! Enjoy!

Chapter One:


   A slight interference made the man-made flat box hiss in agitation, however the picture returned within a few seconds as the newscast continued its run. A stout teen glanced up from his place on the leather couch, closing his school books to eliminate any distractions from the programming. He looked about sixteen years of age, curly auburn locks grown out past his ears that complimented his slightly tanned skin. Icy blue orbs stared intently at the screen, awaiting the voices of the news anchors to ease his troubles. 

   “Six months have passed since the incident of the 300,000 vanishings and so far, there has been no progress in the search of any kind since the early stages. Mass panic has managed to be held off for now but as days go by without any explanation, one has to wonder what could have happened to these people,” the anchorman, Tom Parkinson, stated to the camera, trying his best to hide the fear in his eyes as he addressed the issue.

   “I agree Tom, all over the world a count of approximately 300,000 people across all seven continents vanished without a trace on March 15, leaving police and government officials baffled,” stated the anchorwoman Lisa Whitlow from beside Tom.  “So far the main theories are cult occurrences’ however there has been no known proof for these theories. One thing is certain though, officials have not given up on the search. Even now across the globe search parties are out in the search for any clues for what has happened.”

   His auburn hair fell over his blue eyes as the boy stood up from the couch, a remote tight in hand pointed at the television. With one click, the contraption went silent and the picture faded away. Another day, another disappointment…Of course did Travis Ellington really expect any good news after six months of waiting? There was always that hope that somehow the peoples’ whereabouts would be found, however the likelihood that anything remotely pleasant happening was just slim to none.

   “I need to stop getting my hopes up,” Travis mumbled to himself, tossing the remote away onto the leather couch. The teen frowned, strolling over to the window and glancing out at the children carelessly gallivanting on the sidewalks. They seemed oblivious to everything that had happened…of course they would, they were children. Their minds are all about their own imaginations, not gripping onto the reality that truly surrounded them. “Lucky brats, what I wouldn’t give to have their mindset at a time like this.”

   Travis broke away from the window as a door slamming echoed the halls of his home. The teen glanced over at the stairwell in the main hall, following his sister’s footsteps as she stumbled down the steps onto the mat at the front door.

   “Sounds like you’re in a hurry,” Travis mumbled to the girl as she glanced over at him with her clear blue eyes. Her air was void of emotion, the girl standing there a mere shell of a human. However, Travis knew that was just how his sister, Lola, was since the incident six months ago. “Lo, you are going out again?”

   Silence was the only thing exchanged between the two siblings as Lola turned her attention back to the door, stepping forth and exiting the house. Travis could see his sister outside the window heading towards Main Street and let out a sigh of agitation. That girl was off to silently hunt for Marty again, keeping all things bottled up as she combed the streets on the prowl for her dear brother.

   “It’s hypocritical of me to wish she’d open up I guess,” Travis whispered to himself, moving back over to the couch and snatching up his books before trudging into the main hall and up the stairs to his room. “I mean, honestly, how many people have I been able to talk to about all this? Mom goes into a fit of tears if I even mention his bloody name. And Dad…geez, that man just ignores any mentioning of his name…as if Marty didn’t even exist before.”

   The teen closed his door behind him, tossing his books on his bed and moving to a large, mahogany bookshelf towering over in the corner. His icy blue eyes glanced around him, as if searching for another presence in the room before he moved any further. Once knowing for certain that there weren’t any hidden ninjas in his vicinity, Travis inched over to the bookshelf and reached towards the highest shelf. His hand fumbled around through the main books resting there, lifting up and pulling them into his line of vision before shaking his head and tossing them away.

His search took a few good minutes of rummaging before the teen finally gave a nod of content at the old, leather worn book in his grasps. Travis snatched the book clear off the shelf, stumbling over to his bedside and plopping down onto the mattress.

A saddened smile crept onto the boy’s face as he brushed his fingers over the worn cover of the piece of literature in his hands, tracing over the title in one smooth sweep. A Foolish Man’s Paradise was what it read, a book that his Grandfather, William Ellington, had written in hopes that spilling his own dreams onto paper would make them all come true. Travis just sat there and let out a chuckle – the man certainly was a fool, no doubt about that.

“An old fool’s dream of finding some sort of Paradise…and now he’s sitting in Washington somewhere with Uncle Benny and Aunt Deborah being thought of as an ‘inconvenience’ for them,” Travis mumbled, tapping a finger on the cover as he spoke. “Poor guy – Even after all these years of trying, he’s still not anywhere close to having his dream come true.”

A door slamming broke Travis away from his thoughts, the stout teen glancing over at the digital clock on his bedside table. It was already 6:30; the sound was most likely his mother, Sandra, coming home from being on-call for nearly 26 hours.

“I better go help her out, she’s probably too exhausted to make it upstairs again,” the teen mumbled to himself as he slid off the side of his bed onto his feet. Travis laid the book down on his pillow before moving into the hallway, slowing pulling the door closed as he left.

“Travis, that you?” The teen heard his mother drone from the main room downstairs which confirmed his previous thoughts for being true. His family was really good at overworking themselves. “Oh man, just being home and away from that hospital is bliss. Anyone else home?”

“No, Dad’s still at work and Lo is…”

The teen paused as he made it to the final step, catching a glimpse at his mother on the couch. The woman was completely exhausted, her body outstretched over the cushioned surface. It was strange to admit but that was probably the most relaxed he’d seen her in the past six months, ever since the disappearance of Marty. Travis knew that just mentioning his sister’s search would send his mother into a fit of tears, driving herself mad with grief.

“Lo?” Sandra repeated from the couch, opening one of her aquamarine orbs to glance worriedly at her son. “Where’s Lo?”

“A friend of hers came over and picked her up,” Travis lied, moving away from the steps and into the main room. “That one boy she brought with her to movie night, I think his name was Damon. Yeah, he came over and they went to the mall together. I bet they are going to start officially going out together, don’t you think so Mom?”

“Well, isn’t that some good news,” Sandra visually relaxed at the news of her daughter, easing back into the couch as she let out a yawn. “Let’s not pressure her on the relationship or anything like that. She’ll tell us when it happens so we just have to be patient, that’s all.”

The stout teen smiled in response to his mother’s words, his hand gripping one of her arms as he helped her off the couch and over to the stairs. It took him a few minutes but Travis managed to get his mother safely to bed, closing the door to her room behind him as he returned out into the hall.

“Hopefully Lo gets home before Dad does,” Travis sighed, trudging back down the stairs and into the main room. The teen made it over to the couch and fell back, getting comfortable while his eyes came to a close. “Dad wouldn’t approve of her being out there and he certainly wouldn’t buy the story I fed Mom. He knows exactly what Lo’s been doing and thinks it’s a waste of time. As if…”

Travis let his thoughts wander as he slowly slipped away from consciousness, his body sinking deeper into the cushions of the couch.

***
There was only darkness. Darkness and familiar voices from the past.

Louis, it’s Marty! It’s Marty; Marty’s missing Louis! What do we do?!

What do you mean Marty’s missing, Sandra?

Marty wasn’t in his room when I woke up this morning. I called his college, his friends, his employers…no one has seen or heard from him. I even went to his favorite hang-outs and he wasn’t anywhere to be found. He took his bike so he went somewhere late or else he would have taken the metro. Don’t you see, Louis? He’s gone!

Marty’s probably just at some girl’s house, why are you worrying so much about it Sandra?

Marty is not that type of boy; he would have told us if he was leaving for somewhere. He always tells us where he’s going. This isn’t like him at all; something happened! And that’s not all, have you seen the news Louis? They say that there have been numerous reports of people missing from around the world!

So you’re trying to tell me that our son has participated in some cult disappearing act?

I don’t know…it could be related…I just…Our son; he’s missing Louis…

…You cannot worry over this Sandra…none of our family can worry over this…You’re all getting worked up over nothing. Marty will return when he is ready to and when he does he will have to deal with me. And if he has joined up in some cult…well then…that boy can go on living alone then…since he pulls such idiotic stunts…

Dad, how can you say that about Marty?! Marty wouldn’t do something like that! He must have been kidnapped or something!

Daddy, where’s big brother? Did he really run away?

There will be no more talk of that boy in our home! The police are doing their job and you are all here panicking and making your mother cry. No more talk of that boy, understand?!

Daddy called big brother…that boy…as if he had no name…does Daddy not like big brother anymore?

Lo, don’t bring it up to Daddy…I don’t think he’ll be kind if he hears you talk about Marty…I think that Daddy doesn’t know how to handle the disappearance except let the police do investigations while we sit at home and continue with our everyday lives.

But…Travis…he’s our brother…how can we just go on with our lives when we have no idea what became of him?

I don’t know, Lo. I don’t know but…I’ll do some searching of my own…I’ll find out what happened to Marty and bring him back home.

I will search on my own as well…I want big brother to come home…

I do too Lo…I do too…

***

   The voices continued to play back in Travis’s mind like a broken record, causing the boy to awaken from his slumber a little past 1 am. No doubt his father, Louis, had already come home and slumped off to the bedroom, leaving his snoozing son on the couch the whole night.

   The teen glanced over to the stairwell, darkness consuming the area entirely save for a small glimmer coming from the front door’s window. From the lack of yelling waking him sooner, Travis concluded that Lo must have managed to return home before their dad. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he pulled himself up from the couch onto his feet, knowing there would be hell to pay if Lo didn’t return sooner.

   “Whatever, lucky for me I don’t have a dumb rebel of a sister who aims to make our parents worry,” Travis rolled his eyes as he spoke, tiptoeing over to the stairs and up to his room. “She knows what would happen if she got her after dad. She knows not to overstep those boundaries.”

   Auburn curls fell over the boy’s eyes as he moved into his room, Travis bringing a hand up to brush them aside as he moved to his bed. Without another word, he collapsed onto the soft mattress and closed off his icy blue orbs to the world in hopes to return to the dream world once again. He almost made it too…until his hand slipped off the side of the bed and hung down, his fingers brushing a leathery object on the ground.

   “Hmm?” The icy blue orbs opened up once again in annoyance, Travis’s hand fumbling with the object on the ground. Finally wrapping his fingers around the spine, he pulled the object up to find his grandfather’s novel had fallen off his pillow. Travis was so exhausted he had forgotten all about it. “Well, aren’t I a horrible grandson? Hopefully the book wasn’t damaged. I wouldn’t be able to face him if…”

   Travis went silent as he held up the novel into the moonlight that shone from his window. A single page seemed to be knocked loose from the spine, lingering there within the novel threatening to escape. The teen felt a wave of guilt flood over himself as he sat up in bed, opening up the cover and watching the lone page fall into his lap.

   “Great, I knew I should have put the book back on the shelf when Mom came home. Grandpa is going to kill me when I tell him I ruined his book,” Travis whined to himself as he lifted the page up to the moonlight, eyeing it with suspicion. “Wait…this isn’t a page from the book...”

   His eyes followed each word on the page as Travis began to tense up, trying to grasp exactly what he was reading.

Come to our Special Presentation of the Newest Gaming Experience

We will be located at Warehouse 1312 in the Industrial District and we’re looking for a few good men and women to try out the game in a beta test. Prepare to be amazed as our one-of-a-kind technology takes you on a journey beyond your wildest dreams. It will almost seem like a new reality.

The Beta Test will occur on March 15th at Midnight. Hope to see you there.

   Travis’s eyes grew wide as he read the last line of the paper, every word echoing within his mind. March 15…March 15 was the day that all those people had disappeared. It was the day that Marty had disappeared.

   “This…paper…couldn’t be…”

   Without finishing his own sentence, Travis had whipped himself out of his bed and stumbled over to his closet. With a quick change into warmer attire, Travis made an effort to silently rush down the stairs with the piece of paper tight in hand. The stout teen slipped on his untied steel-toed boots that rested at the front door and checked his pockets for his wallet, keys and phone. Then, after making sure he had everything, Travis took a short look up the stairs towards where his family slept.

   “Wait for me…I’m going to bring Marty back…I promise…”

   Travis gave a nod in emphasis as he marched out into the night, his destination the Industrial District.

*~End Chapter One~*
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« Reply #14 on: January 20, 2011, 03:54:34 pm »

Wow. you know, just wow. you must have spent Cool a lot of time  Tongue and work writing and editing this Angel. clever name by the way Laugh. Oh, and is there a reason you call chapters "chappies"? (no offense, just wondering. Smiley )

It's AWESOME!!!!!srry had to blurt that out.
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