It's
Impossible,
But The Impossible
Has Happened.
I've been brought into my own Legacy Universe
and my characters are not happy with me at all.
Follow along as I try to evade Ethan and Michela
as well as the evil Julian Black
and attempt to find my way home again...
before one of the aforementioned catches me.
Part
1 - The Gypsy's Curse
It
was a dream. It had to be a dream.
There
was no possible way this was happening.
I
couldn't really be inside my own Legacy universe - - The one I had
created to escape reality. This place was make-believe, fiction. I
had made it all up in my head, hadn't I? I pinched myself, but it
didn't make the dark, mysterious world fade away. "Ow!"
I said. "Well, that didn't work."
How
in the heck could I be here then? How could the Legacy be real?
"Maybe
I've gone insane and this is my punishment," I said to myself.
"And
maybe you should shut up before the enemy finds you."
Kevin
Fairchild stood behind me looking all handsome and Marlboro-man-ish.
He grabbed my arm and tugged me downward. I gaped at Kevin, baffled
by the fact that he seemed more alive and animated here than I had
ever seen him in my mind's eye.
I
reached my hand out to touch his face and he swatted it away, a scowl
painting his features.
"You're
real."
"No,
duh. Of course, I'm real," Kevin hissed. You're the one
who's been severely screwing up things, our lives, everything! We're
all still alive - - no thanks to you!"
My
eyes widened at his insinuation.
"You're
telling me what exactly?" I had a feeling I wasn't going to like
what he was about to tell me.
"We
recruited a very powerful gypsy. She cast a spell. That's why you're
here. We had to stop you from continuing your story."
"So,
your solution is to dump me into my own scary dark world? Gee, thanks.
Next time, leave me a note or something.
I didn't have long to let the reality of it all sink in. Kevin had
stopped paying attention to me, and was leveling a gun at a dark figure
coming our way. Inside I was annoyed he wasn't fawning all over me.
I mean, after all, I was the real one, the creator. He was pure fiction,
wasn't he?
"Get
down!" Kevin yelled. His voice was more stern than I remembered.
Hollow shots came from his gun. It didn't sound like any silencer
I'd ever heard, but then again, I wasn't as familiar with guns as
many people have been led to believe.
"Dammit!
Listen to me, woman!"
"I'm
listening. I'm listening," I said as I ducked my head closer
to the moldy grass. "If I get an allergy attack, you're the one
who is going to be sorry."
Shots
popped again in response to his original gun fire. Kevin fired again.
He must have hit someone because a howling cry came out of the dark
shadows.
"Got
him. Now MOVE!"
Kevin
picked me up off the grass and tossed me over his shoulder like a
hulking caveman.
"I
don't remember you being this rude, or this strong," I said,
pounding on his back. Even in my indignation, I still managed to appreciate
his cute, tight posterior.
"You
don't know me at all, Toni. Never did."
"Okay,
there is no need for more rudeness."
Three
things happened almost instantaneously. A dark SUV squealed to a halt
before us, Kevin threw me inside and then he jumped into the passenger
seat.
"Is
that her?"
Someone
spoke from the driver's seat, but I couldn't see him. He did sound
familiar, however.
"Yeah,
it's her. Now maybe we'll all have a bit more secrecy in our operations."
Kevin glared at me again. Man, he looked almost evil incarnate when
he did that.
"Now
that you have me here. What do you plan to do with me? Shoot me?"
"I
ought to," the driver said. "You've caused more chaos than
you even know. The only good part was discovering our father was a
psycho-lunatic."
"You're
father?" I moved closer rubbing my sore knee, the one I had injured
during the toss and throw episode gaining entry into the SUV. I peeked
around the bucket seat hoping to get a better look at the driver.
My
breath caught in my throat.
"Ethan?"
"Who
were you expecting? Zeno the clown boy?"
"No.
No," I said. I wasn't expecting anything. When I got up this
morning, I definitely couldn't foresee this in my future."
"You've
been watching us since day one. Kinda creepy having someone know your
every thought. I thought it was time for you to feel the effects of
the whole world knowing your every move." Ethan's voice had a
dark cadence to it.
I
balked at his comment. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"Just
wait," Ethan said, mysteriously. "You'll find out soon enough."
It
had started raining an hour earlier and I had lost track of exactly
how long I had been in the SUV. Neither Ethan nor Kevin spoke much
after our initial meeting.
"End
of the line," Ethan said, startling me. He jumped out of the
black car and the side door of the SUV slid open. It was in that moment
I had a completely frontal look at Ethan's entire face. And that face
looked extremely pissed off. "Out!"
"Out?
Uh, no. Where are we?"
"Out,
I said!"
When
I didn't immediately climb out of the car, he grabbed me and thrust
me onto the muddy, dark road. Okay, there was way too much grabbing
and thrusting going on here. And I was beginning to get the impression
that Ethan and Kevin didn't like me too much.
"You
can't just leave her here," Kevin protested.
"Watch
me!" Ethan jumped back into the SUV and slammed the door.
I
couldn't help but flinch, or maybe it was a chill zinging down my
back. It was pretty wet and rainy and wet tonight. Not to mention
dark and scary. The SUV spun around and then disappeared into the
night, its tail lights fading away over the horizon.
I
hadn't reacted well. I couldn't have. I was still in shock. My own
characters had just ditched me in the middle of no where. The moon
was the only light for miles and even that wasn't strong enough to
light the road.
"Maybe
this is just a very realistic nightmare," I said to myself. "Yeah,
right," I sobbed. "I have just been left to die by my two
most favorite characters in the entire world. This is a new experience
I hadn't planned on savoring. Could this day get any worse?"
It
was in that moment I heard the blood curdling scream. Of course, there
had to be a blood curdling scream. There was always a blood curdling
scream just before somebody died.
Next
on Familiar Adversary...
Michela
gets into the game as she teams up with Ethan... but she has problems
of her own to work out that may be to my advantage... that is, if
the mud slide hasn't already killed me.
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2003 all rights reserved. Toni Walker