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Death Dimensions

The lady in White chapter 1

By Summer SláyerPublished 4 years ago 5 min read
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You think you know the times before ancient Gods, mythology and creation, but you haven’t been told the true story. You have only been told what the Creators want you to know.

Each creator ruled a dimension, a species ruling of a specific element, before taking parts of there essence to create our domain. Elemental creatures became slipping through dimensional walls insearch of the black box, our Dimension, the eighth wall, created by the seven leaders to keep the new species alive, the humans.

The seven leaders of the dimensions called themselves the guardians, the only way to protect the human race from being inslaved from inter dimensional beings was to create seven elemental charms of immortality.

Even tho war has been amongst the humans all of this time, the guardians locked all the doorways to the eighth wall, but that wouldn’t stop the most powerful dimensional beings from making there way through.

A black box with seven charms was sent through the dimensional gateway to be used, against inter dimensional beings who would try to destroy the earthly domain, the box remains hidden by the guardian of the eighth wall, Lilah the lady in white, only to be unveiled when that day would come, and the elemental warriors would need to be summoned. And that is this story.

The box contained seven charms, the gold stone of the Ecoshine dimension, this was the “Death” stone, this was the dimension where all abandon souls lye, also know as the ghost Dimension, death and life couldn’t be farther apart, this stone gave you that power of control, the power to play god.

The blue stone is from the Hydrowave dimension, this was the the “Mermaid” stone, this was from the dimension of liquid, water, and fluidity. Monstrous creatures obtain the Hydrowave dimension it’s not a place for anyone who can’t swim. Just ask the the mermaids.

The red stone is from the Inferno dimension, this was the “Dragon” stone, this was from the dimension of fire, heat, and lava. Dragon creatures flew freely and lived in a society like ours.

The Purple stone is from the Zo dimension, this was the the “Fairy” stone, this was from the dimension of Air, wind, smoke, and whispers. The Fairies sparkled, but there whispers for you to follow them, were dangerous.

The green stone is from the Envy Dimension, this was the “Troll” stone, this was from the dimension of rock, poison, vines, and wood. The trolls were always waiting for a way back to earth, they were greedy creatures and didn’t want a human to rule with the powers of the charm, and disagreed with there guardians choice. And trolls could ways to breaks through the dimensional gates before all the other creatures.

The silver stone is from the Tilt dimension, this is the “Angel” stone, this was from the dimension of lightning and magnetic energy. These angels soared through the sky like thunder. Sparking amazing energy.

The pink stone from the Moon dimension this was the final stone, this was the the “Life” stone, this was from the dimension of stars, and new souls, Where life began, where the last door the eighth wall was locked. And night sky shines.

“This for you.” Handing him a small black box. Lilah the guardian, handed it to Joey, she was dressed all in white silk, dark skin, blue eyes and white hair.

“What is this? Why are you giving this to me?” Joey asked her. While sitting on a park bench. Next to Hoyt lake.

“I have been waiting for you.”she smiled. “You come from the trusted bloodline of descendants, it’s now time to hold the stone and keep Up the dimensional gates. You are one of seven trusted eighth gate warriors.” She turned around and walked away. And soon was gone and fast as she appeared.

“It doesn’t open” Joey said to himself.

He sat there waiting for his sister Nicole and his boyfriend Devon, he heard whispers from behind him, then there was rustling in the bushes, and then a pinging noise. Then he heard his name. It had begun.

“Joey... the box, Joey you don’t need the box, give it to the fairies...”

Joey heard the whispers and started looking around, he started walking and saw his sister and Devon, he told them about the lady in white and they rushed home, only wondering what was actually inside.

Inside the house the phone rang, and Mrs. Collar, jumped from the noise while she was cutting her carrots for dinner, she put down her knife and walk over to the phone

Joey’s mother answered it, “Hello?”

“The box is ours...” a devilish growl of voice came from the other end and hung up.

“What box?” Mrs. Collar looked at her children in confusion, and hung up the phone. She starred at the black box in Joeys hands and asked where he got it from, but he couldn’t respond.

The phone rang again.

“Mom don’t answer.” Joey said.

Mrs. Collar reached for the phone and as she said hello, a vine started to grow out of the receiver and it wrapped around her neck, “It’s our box!!!” A growl came out of the receiver and picked her up out of the air, threw her in the air, and then a big flash of green light and a swirl then she was transported into the Envy dimension. But once one goes through another can come forth.

“Mom!!” Nicole screamed.

Then they saw it, a green smiley man, covered in hair, boils and warts, run past them, leaving a trail of ooze behind him.

“What is that?” Devon asked.

“I thinks it Gnome.” Joey said in shock.

“I’m not a Gnome, I’m a Troll!” jumping on Devon’s face, covering him in slime, opening another dimensional gateway transporting him to the Envy dimension. “The Box is mine!” Growling at Joey and Nicole.

Joey grabbed the box and him Nicole made a run for it back to the park to Search for the lady in white.

“Is this where she was?” Nicole said out of breath.

“I don’t want this! I didn’t ask for this!, take it back!” Joey screamed with no reply.

Then the whispers started again, “Joey over here.” “ Joey you don’t need the box” they could hear the whispers all around them, and tiny little giggles, “Joey you’ll never see your mom again.” “Give us the box, You can’t trust the trolls.” “Trust the fairies.”

Joey looked at Nicole, “ Run.”

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