《The Chronicles of Daniel Nonamov》


 Epilogue

    He Knew. He knew that this was the end. Afterall, He could see it''s big, buldging red eyes. He knew his legs where shaking, his spine shivering, but he couldn''t feel it. His mind was blank and his emotins were.... he didn''t know where his emotions were. Scared maybe, frightened possiblly, surprised .... no, he knew this would eventually happen. He knew a long time ago, centuries ago infact. He knew what was about to happen, but it felt like years had gone by before it finally did. All he saw was a hulking slab of metallic substance, ripping through flesh and bone ..... his flesh and bone.


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    "AHHH. F***" said Daniel Nonamov.


    He had just swung open his locker door and now he was sitting in a puddle of putrid smelling flesh.


    "DANIEL. watch. your. language"


    Daniel turned towards the voice to find Mrs.Chapman, headed towards him with determined and brisk steps. She was a blonde haired, blue eyed beauty....not, she was just a wrinkled, old history teacher. Daniel was famous for saying that she tought history because she was alive for most of it. Mrs. Chapman was probably in her late 60''s and early 70''s. She had been a teacher in this school for longer than anybody remembered, including herself. When she started working here only physical records were kept, which were misplaced sometime in the past and all the staff was turned over several times since then.


    For someone as old as Mrs.Chapman, she reached daniel with surprising speed and helped daniel up, with surprising strength. She quickly ducked into a nearby classroom to grab a roll of paper towel. Tearing off a large piece of paper, she started dabbing daniel''s hands to clean them off.


    "What have you done to yourself, child" She said in a scolding tone.


    "I didn''t do this, I opened my locker and this stuff came pouring out" Daniel retorted


    "This stuff is sour milk, it probably expired a few weeks ago, by the smell of it" she said " and i guess it really wasn''tcompletelyyour fault. looks like someone booby trapped your locker" while nodding towards Daniel''s locker.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    In his locker, a can and some pieces of string could be seen. Quietly sighing Deniel said "I guess if anyone would be able to recognize a booby trap, it would be you, considering how you have lived through both of the world wars" a mechievious twinkle in Daniel''s eyes.


    " If you aren''t careful young man, i will have to give you a weeks worth of detention" Mrs.Chapman said with a very hard look in her eyes but a slight upward curve on the corner of her lips. The look, however, achieved its purpose and quickly shut Daniel up.


    "Come. Follow me" after cleaning up as much as a paper towel could. She led him to the showers and told him to clean up while she gets some clothes for him from the school ''lost and found'' box and headed towards the staff room.


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    I heard a quite mumbling from behind me which sounded suspiciously like ''Thank you ... old trout''. A smile crept on to my face, which was just as rare as Daniel''s gratitude, before turning into a frown and twitching of my eyebrows. Pretending to not have heard, i quickly turned the corner, before stomping the ground. He was my student afterall, and i didn''t want to seem immature in front of him. This kid was extremely infuriating, i hated being called old, but he insisted on making old jokes when ever i was around him. sigh~I cant be too angry at him though. Despite all the infuriating things he does, I still liked him because i knew why he acted the way he does. The news of his brother''s death had hit him hard, when he first recieved the news of his brother''s death he didn''t attend school for the next 2 weeks, which is pretty normal, but when he came back to school his attitude and mannerism had changed. He always had a permanent smirk on his face, and he started to say jokes and pranks, especially on me. I know I look old but he doesn''t have to bring it up all the time ~ugh.


    If i ever get back, i will kill maxine for messing up the circle. I am older than what Daniel thinks, I should be somewhere around 250 years old now, but i can''t be sure because of the circle debacle back in Elderia. It may be old for earthlings, but for us I am still in my prime. Converting to earthling age I would be around 34-38 years old.


    When i got teleported to earth due to a faulty teleportation circle, my mana started dispersing into earth''s atmosphere like air disperses in a vaccum. over the last 50 years, i have slowly collected mana back from earths low mana atmosphere and costantly forcing it to stay within me. Leaving me in my current situation, I hope i get my powers and mana back, once i get to my own world. Reaching back to the showers, i knocked on the door and hung some clothes on the door knob for Daniel.

 Chapter 2: Heading Back

    **POV RISA CHAPMAN**


    I have been delaying this for too long now. I should just do it today and head back.I just can''t help but worry.


    Getting up from my bed, I head towards the storage closet and opened it up. Inside there were no clothes, and no shoes, just a bunch of drawings and symbols made out of blue ink. These symbols crept all the way to the top of the closet. Using a broom and mop i cleaned the closet of any remaining debris, then stood in the middle of the closet and closed the door.


    It is now or never


    Gathering all the mana that i had painfully collected over the last 50 years in this world, i concentrated it at the markings. A line of blue glowing ink started forming from the bottom of my feet toward the first set of markings, then the first set starting connecting to each other in a circular pattern. Once the pattern was complete, the blue line started inching forward towards the second set.


    I will miss this world, I kinda liked teaching.... sometimes it felt like i was home and teaching lil'' Rita...~ sigh.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    The line reached the second set and making a similar circular pattern as the first set.


    At least I won''t have to hear Daniels Bratty comments anymore.


    I started binding the mana within my soul with the mana i had concentrated into the markings. Thats when I realised that I messed up, The mana i was binding to my soul leached its self onto the thoughts of Daniel and started binding with his soul as well. 50 years of not doing any magic, and just gathering mana at an excruciatingly slow rate, had had made me complacent. I tried to reign the mana back in and stop the circle from activating but it was too late.


    DAMNIT!!!DAMNIT!!!DAMNIT!!! I won''t be able to stop this. I have to change his spawn point to a safer location.


    **POV DANIEL**


    I jumped out of bed and ran to the washroom, I felt like I was about to puke and s*** my pajamas because of the sudden rumbling feeling in my stomach. Just before i Puked all over the floor, an Earthquake must have hit my building, bacuse i fell down face first into the..... soil?....and blanked out?


    OH MY GOD....This hurts.


    I felt like was was used as a dummy for pi?ata practice. Rolling over, I opened my eyes and ....


    That must have been a big earthquake I can''t even see the buildings.


    All I could see was the greenish-blue sky and treetops. I tried to get up, but I could barely push myself onto my knees.


    Blurph.. hackhackhackHACK...I started coughing up blood from my mouth and the boold fell onto the grass below me, I couldn''t see any hint of concrete of cement around me.


    Did everything just disintegrate? Where the hell did all the foliage come from?


    Sitting back onto my ankles, i started feeling light headed due to the recent physical and mental excersion. I crawled towards a thick tree root to rest my head against. As soon as my head reached the root, I fell asleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

 Chapter 3: Wha..Wha....

    ** POV DANIEL**


    I felt something crawling over my face, I tried to swat it away and I ended up slapping my self¡­ hard. Then I suddenly felt as if someone was trying to rip my ear off the side of my skull.


    ¡°DID. YOU. JUST. TRY. TO. KILL. ME. HUH?¡±


    Each word punctuated with a hard tug on my ear.


    ¡°After I just saved your life¡±


    I jumped to my feet, as soon as my ear was released and looked around to find whoever just did that. The only problem being I could not find anyone, until someone slapped me on the back of my head.


    ¡°At the very least do me the courtesy of looking at me, after I stopped you from DYING¡±


    I gulped as I turned around to look at the possible threat to my life and I was dumbfounded to find a ¡­.Fairy? Small body, check. Wings on the back, Check. I stumbled backwards as I very intelligently said


    ¡°Wha¡­.wha¡­who¡­whoot are you?¡±


    As I fell on my butt. Seeing my humiliate myself, her face turned from a pout into a small giggle and said very quickly


    ¡°My name is Achilia, you can call me Achilia or Hila. All my good friends call me Hila. All my bad friends call me Achoo, because I hate that name, I can never tell if they are sneezing or calling me. So don¡¯t call me that. OK?¡±


    I was the ¡­ fairy¡¯s? expression change from a big smile of excitement to a sad face as she came to the ¡®Achoo¡¯ part and then finished it up with a threatening growl of ¡®OK?¡¯.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    ¡°Ye¡­.yeah OK. I won¡¯t call you Achoo. Can I call you ¡®sneezing fairy¡¯?¡±


    What can I say; I like to mess with people when I am stressed. That is my coping strategy. Probably not the best one to use in this case. The fairy¡¯s face turned into a triumphant smile and then promptly into a shocked expression before almost starting to sob and said.


    ¡°Wh¡­Why would you say that?¡±


    I like to mess with people, but I am no monster, so when I saw her almost cry I immediately said ¡° haha¡­ I was just kidding Hila, I was taking my revenge on you for hitting me¡­.. earlier¡±.


    Just as I was about to finish the sentence I noticed a lot of movement around me as I saw hundreds and hundreds of fairies come out from the bushes all around me. Each of them carrying a spear or sword, both about the size of a large toothpick. Now don¡¯t get me wrong, just because they were small didn¡¯t mean they couldn¡¯t be threatening, think honey bees. One of the fairies with short red hair said.


    ¡°Should we finish this filth here, lieutenant?¡±


    ¡°No no, he is right; I did hit him pretty hard, plus he corrected his mistake before he noticed you guys.¡± said Hila in a very mature tone then looking at me she said


    ¡°I wanted to gauge your strength to be able to make it this deep into the forest, and I don¡¯t understand how you made it all the way here, you should have died before you reached the trees of this forest let alone the great tree¡±


    ¡°What did I do? I just called you¡­¡±


    Interrupting me, Hila said, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t finish that sentence if I were you¡±.


    Then she snapped her fingers and a blue light extended from her fingers to my chest where it split into several lines and started encasing my body. When it finished my body had line tattoos originating from my chest all the way to my back and a stitching like pattern on my mouth. I could not move any part of my body and my mouth felt like it was glued together.


    ¡°Anyway, let¡¯s take him to the city and start questioning him,¡± the red haired one said.


    Then Hila said ¡°ok walk forward 5 meters¡±. Suddenly I could move all parts of my body except my mouth, but I soon discovered that I could only move in the direction commanded by Hila.


    Seriously, I don¡¯t even understand what the hell is going on here. Am I dreaming?