Watcher of the Realms Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

My back smacked into something hard. Three bodies landed on top of me. An elbow to my forehead, my gut. A knee to my thigh.

That one hurt the most.

Probably because it was Nick’s. The big jerk probably tried to do it.

“What the heck?” He pushed off me and hopped to his feet.

“You sadmonkey!” Hope yelled.

“Quiet!” Braeden squatted and looked around, his gun up.

Oh, yeah, we’d Jumped.

I grabbed Nick’s shirt at the collar and hauled him to me then slapped my hand over his mouth. He struggled for about two seconds until he took in his surroundings.

Or, I might have been holding him a little tight.

We’d stepped into a world of white. The walls, the floor, even the ceiling. It was all slick-looking, too, like super polished the way the bright overhead lights beamed on them.

Papers floated through the air. Short walls surrounded us and a small desk propped against one of them. I peeked over and the one next to me looked the same. There were some random papers on the desk, but not much else.

There were two more cubicles to my left.

The light above us flickered. Shuffling behind me had me whirling around. Just more paper floating to the floor.

The rest of the space was empty. Open with a couple of tables in the middle, much like The Cave beneath our house back home.

Black top with microscopes. One of the tables had a sink. The other had clamps, like an exam table. Crap.

Nick struggled beneath my grip again, and I said, “No sound, you got it?”

He nodded and wrenched away from me. And then he screamed like a girl!

Braeden tackled him at the waist, just before he bolted out of the cubicle. Nick continued to wail. “I knew you were from another planet. Freak. I knew it! What’d you do to me? Where are we? You—”

Braeden smacked him in the jaw. “You wanna die?”

Nick stilled.

“That’s right. Shut up and we might let you live.”

“Wow,” Hope said. “What a sissy.”

“Watch him.” Braeden stood up and scanned the room again then examined the ceilings. “Can’t see any cameras. But we have to assume this place is watched. Wherever we are.”

I followed him out of the cubie, pushing Nick ahead of me.

What the heck were we going to do with him? What was he even doing near us?

“What happened?” he whispered. “What—”

Braeden whirled around and pointed his finger at Nick. “We’ll tell you everything. Later. Shut up or you’ll get us killed.”

Nick gulped.

“You gonna be able to make him forget this?” I asked.

“Wait, What?” Nick whispered so loudly yelling would have been quieter.

“It’ll be a big one, we’ll see.” Braeden pushed Nick forward. “What the heck were you doing there?”

“Saw you guys sneaking around campus.”

“And what were you doing there?” Hope asked.

“Waiting for Anthony. Saw you freaks and followed you. Where are we and how’d we get here?” His voice was rising again.

I squeezed his arm to shut him up then held up The Coin. “Magic. And I have no clue.”

“Are you freaking kidding me right now?” He pushed off me. “You guys are crazy. Wait ‘til Coach finds out. You’re as good as off the team.”

“Shut up,” Hope whispered.

Nick scrambled away. I ran after him, but he beat me to the door on the far side of the room.

He wrenched it open. Something hissed.

Yeah, like a snake hissed.

“Get back.” Braeden yanked him out of the doorway and tossed him to the side.

Gun at the ready, Braeden peeked in super fast. “Too dark.”

I pulled out my phone. “Got an App for that.”

“Or a flashlight.” Braeden held a tiny mag light up. “Keep him under control, would you?”

Hope backed away.

Braeden nodded to her. “Open every drawer in the desks. Grab anything that looks like it might have information. Hurry. We leave in three minutes.”

“Why three?” Nick asked.

“Because I like that number. Shut up.”

“What am I looking for?” Hope asked.

“Anything about science experiments, genetics, anything computery like thumb drives, discs. Go!”

Braeden flashed the light into the room. I kept Nick pinned to the wall with my hand to his chest. Everything was quiet. Still. Eerie. My gut sunk to my feet. Like I’d been caught eating the last cupcake or something.

“Crate in the back corner. Animal in it.”

“The thing hissed. Is it giant snake?” I asked.

“Can’t see good enough. The crate’s big, though.”

Hope darted back to us, holding up a manila folder. “Drawers all empty except this. Says Subject 41122.”

Oh great. More subjects. My number was 47321. And there was a crate with an animal in that room. No scientists. Dang it something felt off.

Braeden looked again. “Clear. Come on.”

We filed in, well, Hope and I did, but I had to yank Nick in.

“Get off me,” he yelled.

“Can I hit him?” Hope stepped up to Nick. “I’ve always wanted to. Maybe knock him out?”

“You an alien, too?” Nick lunged at Hope. “Wouldn’t doubt it, freak.”

“Shut up,” Braeden said and pointed his light at the cage.

Taloned fingers curled through the wires. The nails weren’t black or anything. But from what I could tell by the way the creature was folded up into that large crate, it was tall. It had red eyes and long, white hair.

Even Nick stopped fussing.

“What the craptastic is that?” Hoped asked.

“Subject 41122,” Braeden said as he touched a small plaque above the door to the wire prison.

The creature swiped its fingers through the openings and let out a menacing growl. He had really long fingers and he almost got a piece of Braeden.

He rattled the cage and hissed, red eyes glaring at Braeden, then Hope and Nick. I stepped forward, wondering if I’d lived in a cage like this. Possible, I guess.

The creature cocked its head and sniffed then clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. The noise was loud, and the creature did that for a few seconds then tilted his head again.

More clicking—it sounded like a cluck almost. He shook the cage again and clucked some more.

Then it dawned on me. “Are you talking?”

The creature stopped. He closed his eyes and let out a few more clucks. A subtle glow along his throat zipped to his mouth and eyes, and he gasped.

“Out. Me out.” He spoke English.

His voice was deep, yet quiet. And there was a little accent to it. It didn’t sound familiar, but it was there.

“Please. Out.” His eyes went wide. “Sir.”

“Sounds like you,” Hope said, “I mean the please and sir thing.”

I looked at Braeden. “What do you think?”

“Can you understand me?” Braeden asked the creature.

He nodded. “Please. Out. No hurt. No hurt.”

“You won’t hurt us?” I asked.

“No. Sir. Out please.”

I reached for the lock. “Do you know where the key is?”

“Crap,” Hope said. “I didn’t see anything in the desk.”

“Don’t let that thing out!” Nick shoved me. “You’re crazy! It’s a monster. You can’t—”

“Shut up, jerkwad,” Hope said.

I leaned toward the cage. “Ease back, please.”

The creature did as I said, and I grabbed hold of the padlock. The metal was cold. Hard corners. I widened my stance and squeezed like crazy.

And it crumbled.

I pulled open the door, and the creature crawled out with a groan. I swear I heard bones cracking as he rose to full height.

“Holy cow. How’d he break that?” Nick asked.

The creature stood eye to eye with me. He was thin like me.

“Thank you.” He bowed slightly. “Brother.”

“Oh my gosh,” Hope said. “You’re a fairy.”

He nodded then looked at me. “As are you.”

“You’re talking English,” Hope said.

The Fairy growled. Black lines crept along his temple. A flash of dark red blasted through his already red eyes.

“She’s not a bad human,” I said. “We’re here to help.”

“Realm of the Humans. Bad.” He glanced around and pointed at Nick. “Bad human.”

Nick, Braeden, me, and Hope surrounded him. He was tall as me and as skinny, but his white flesh and wicked-looking eyes did the trick for tripping my scared button. Despite how skinny he was, I didn’t doubt he had some power at the end of his fists.

“Where’d all the lab coats go?” Braeden asked.

He quirked an eyebrow at Braeden.

“Scientists? The bad people in white coats? And yeah, how are you speaking English all of a sudden?”

His fists tightened.

“Talk later, get home now,” I said. “Well, my home. I’m not sure where we are, actually.”

“I heard them say desert. I am familiar with that word. Sand. Isolated.”

“America?” I asked. “There are deserts all over the world.

“Do not know,” he said, stepped toward me. “What are you, exactly?”

“Tell you later.” I held up The Coin. “Let’s get you out of here.”

“Coin of Srupiso.” He stepped back. “You Jumper.”


“Get home? My mother. It’s been so long.”

“How long?” Hope asked.

“Many moons. Lost track.” He held up his hands and a glow encompassed them again.

“What is that?” I asked.

“My power. It weak. They did something to me.” He scratched the back of his head.

“Come on,” I said, reaching for Hope as I gripped The Coin. “We should go.”

“But, we need the scientists!” She looked at the Fairy. “Where’d they go?”

He hissed as he towered over Hope. To her credit she didn’t back down a bit.

“Hiss all you want at me, buddy. But if you know something, you better tell because in less than 48 hours, Earth will be vaporized by the King-type-dude of the Realms. So you better—”

“What?” Nick screamed.

I shoved him against the wall beside the door. “Shut up!”

“The Realm King?” The Fairy grabbed Hope’s shoulders. “Tell me what you know.”

“Hey, now.” I pried his fingers from her. “Back off.”

“You’re strong.” He shook out his hand. “But—”

The door behind us burst open. “Freeze!”

“Help me!” Nick darted toward the three army guys aiming guns at us. “They kidnapped me. Help me!”

The guy in front grabbed Nick and snaked his arm around his throat. Nick clawed at the arm and kicked up. “Hey. What are you doing?”

“Dang it, Nick,” Hope yelled.

A guy with black-rimmed glasses, wearing a white coat stepped through the wall of warriors. “You will give us the creature. Or I will take your friend.”

Hope laughed. “He’s not our friend. You can have him.”

Nick squirmed. “You can’t do this. You—”

Army Guy jostled Nick and said, “Step away from the creature.”

“Get ready to run,” Braeden whispered.

The Fairy looked at my foster brother, and he tilted his head slightly to the side. Then nodded as if he’d heard something more than what Braeden had just said.

Braeden waved his hand. Two of the three army guys flew to the side.

The third one’s gun flashed.

The fairy lifted his glowing hands toward the door. Bullets froze. Mid-air.

“Can’t. Hold. Long,” the fairy gasped. Black lines formed along his temple from his eyes. Veins bulged in his neck.

“How do we get out of here?” I yelled.

“Door. Behind them,” the fairy gasped.

Braeden batted the remaining guy to the side. “Grab Nick, let’s—”

“He’s gone!” Hope yelled.



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Watcher of the Realms Chapter 24

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Chapter 24

“No. No. No. No way.” Braeden put his hands up and stomped back toward his bed. “Absolutely not.”

“We have to try it. The Kurators busted up another science lab today and found nothing,” I said.

“They will. Or Tish will do her thing. Like she said she would.”

“And if it’s not in time?” We needed to have a back-up plan.

“It will be.”

“You want to take that chance?” I sat on his bed. “Risk Earth?”

He jammed his hands into his hair. There wasn’t much to grab since it was nearly shaved. “I say we try and plug you in again. That might—”

“We’ve tried twice.” And it felt like they’d jammed an ice pick into my skull. Not to mention we only got a blank screen. Pretty much like how they found me. Nothing. Empty.

“But I could try another hack. You know—”

“And mess me up more? No thanks.” Last thing I needed was brain matter dribbling out of my ears.

“I should have grabbed more equipment from the place we found you. I could have figured it out.” Braeden stomped to his closet. “Fine. But…we’re going prepared this time.”

I hopped up. “You’ll do it?”

“Look, kid, I didn’t want to hack your brain any more than you wanted it hacked. And I sure as heck don’t want the world to vaporize. I have a date this Friday.” He dragged a duffel bag from the back of his closet and pulled out a small handgun. “Let me show you a few things. Just in case.”

After a quick weapons training session, Braeden, Hope and I hopped our bikes and took off toward the school soccer field. Tish was with J2 on their way back from Texas so we were in the clear.

“Okay, this is how it’s gonna go down.” Braeden tipped his bike against a tree trunk. Hope and I did the same. “I’m in charge. What I say goes.” He patted his thighs and chest.

Since I didn’t have any army fatigues, and his didn’t fit me, I borrowed Jeff’s shirt and wore it with my own black jeans.

Hope showed up to the house looking more like a burglar than anything else. Black pants and shirt. She wore a black skullcap, too. I had to laugh, but that changed when she punched me.

Strong girl.

“Here under the cover of trees.” Braeden nodded toward me. “You got The Coin?”

I held it up.

“Memorize this area. The trees. Our bikes. So you can be sure to Jump us right back here.”

The moon wasn’t quite up, but I could see enough to remember. Plus, I’d spent tons of time at the soccer fields.

“Okay. I think I got it.”

“Gun?” he asked.

I patted both thighs and my ankle. “Secure.”


I tapped my forearm. The blade bulged beneath my thin long sleeved shirt. I sure hoped I didn’t have to use anything strapped to my body.

Then again, if I didn’t do this right, the world might end.

No pressure or anything.

“You gonna puke?” Hope grinned.

“You try carrying three guns and a knife. See how good you feel.”

“You won’t need them. Snatch and grab. Super fast.”

Like anything went that smoothly for us.

“Ready?” Braeden asked.

I nodded.

Hope and Braeden grabbed a hold of my hand and arm. “You got this, man,” he said.

I didn’t know what the scientists looked like or anything, but I just started thinking about them. Scientists who made me. I want to go to them. Land right beside them.

“It’s working,” Hope whispered.

I cracked open my eyes, still repeating the thoughts in my head. A ball of swirling darkness erupted in front of us. The size of a golf ball.

It quickly morphed into the size of the softball.

Then a soccer ball.

Wind whipped around us. Leaves slapped my face. Oh crap. Didn’t think about the things nearby. They might get sucked in with us.

And then the pull began. The bikes rattled. They were too close. What if—

“Oh my gosh!” someone yelled. “I knew it. You guys are—”

“Nick. No!” Hope yelled.

He tumbled toward us. His eyes were wide and his arms out trying to keep balanced.

But it was too late. The black hole opened and there was no way to escape the pull.

We just had an unplanned guest.


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Watcher of the Realms Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

“In two days this could all vanish, how are we supposed to concentrate on soccer?” Hope asked as we practiced our juggling.

She’d gotten pretty good after I’d shown her a few tricks.

I was going to go insane if I stayed inside The Cave another minute. Once a cool and intriguing place, I pretty much hated it now. Reminded me of everything that was so not right with me.

I adjusted the chain holding The Coin around my neck so it would quit smacking me in the chin.

Felt weird to have this thing on me all the time. Made sense, though, since I’d have to be the one Jumping to The King once we found the scientists. If I could figure out how. The King in all his Glory didn’t really tell me how to reach him.

If I even could turn them over. At least before I got answers. Then again, I was thinking I might not want any more answers, actually. Hadn’t liked what I’d found out so far.

What if I found out I’d eventually grow a second head or something?

“Hey, you said that King dude Jumped you to the end of the field, right?” She stopped the ball with her foot and I did, too. “Why can’t you Jump to the scientists?”

“I don’t know how it works. I could land in some other Realm or worse.”

“Move it!” Coach yelled, and we started up again. “Want to play Monday or not?”

“Yes, sir!” If Earth is still here.

“That creepy, old Barbarian dude said you had to be specific to get where you want to Jump. You got us all back to your bedroom okay.”

“But I don’t know the scientists. Or where they are.”

The whistle blew again and it was time for suicides. I hated these.

After about five minutes of burning lungs and legs, we got to finish practice with five laps around the track.

“You know the scientists, just don’t remember.” Hope ran beside me. “I bet it’s still in your brain somewhere.”

“What are the two lovebirds talking about now?” Christian hustled up to Hope. “Gonna be meeting in tree? K-I-S-S—”

She punched him in the chest.

“Yep. Just one of the guys,” Nick laughed. “Looks like you recovered from your little trip down the stairs.”

“Not sure what you’re talking about.” I’d totally forgotten about what he’d done. I’d healed from the injuries then ran into Mr. King Guy. Crap.

“What’d he mean?” Hope asked.

“Nothing.” I ran faster.

Nick pointed two fingers toward his eyes then at me and mouthed what looked like the word freak. He’d called me that enough times I recognized it pretty easily.

He had to know something was up with me. Had I been any normal human, my arm would be in a cast.

And wait. He’d pushed me down on purpose. Maybe he knew already. Crap.

As if I didn’t have enough to deal with. Didn’t need him and his dumb bullies adding to things. Maybe Braeden would have to pay him a visit and do some memory wipes.

If anyone is alive in a few days, anyway.

Hope did have a point on Jumping to the scientists, though. They might have erased my memories, but I might still know them deep down.

“I’m not sure I can turn them over.” I sat on the bench next to my bag, glad to be done running.

“Those guys are evil. Look what they did to you and all those other kids.”

“But still. What if they can tell me more stuff about me? And killing. I can’t do that.”

You aren’t.”

“What if that King does? I don’t feel—”

“Boy, they made you into a softy, didn’t they?” Hope shook her head. “Okay, how ‘bout this. Jump to them and grab ‘em. Just don’t turn them over to the King until he promises not to kill them.”

“When is anything ever that easy? Besides, J2 won’t go for me Jumping,” I said as I packed up my stuff.

“Don’t tell them.” Hope slung her bag over her shoulder.

“That worked so well before when we got the safe.” I shook my head.

“Worked out great—eventually. And maybe Braeden can come. You know, all loaded up with weapons in case we get to some random Realm.”

“Wonder how many there are?”

“I bet a lot. Big galaxy. According to this museum dude who narrated the tour I went on last summer.”

I laughed. “Yes. He is right. I’ve read that.”

“And out comes Mr. Robot Sounding Riley.” Hope smacked my shoulder. “You relapse sometimes.” She eyed me for a second as we approached the parking lot to get our bikes. “So, how are you doing really? I mean, after hearing all that junk last night?”

“Not sure yet. Kinda focused on the world ending issue we have going on.” That wasn’t a total lie. It sucked worse than a soccer game played in 115-degree temperature with no water.

No. It was worse than a thorn shoved in my eyeball. Or—

“You’re still you, you know that, right?” she said.

“Yeah. But me is kinda not human. It’s lots of people.”

“That’s messed up. Totally.” She grabbed my hand. “But we’re still best friends. Remember? No matter what. Me and you.”

I nodded and reached for my bike. She was the first person, besides my foster brother, I met. She was cool. Could play soccer good. And funny.

Yeah, she was my best friend.

And I needed to make sure Earth was saved for her—along with my new family. “Okay. Let’s ask Braeden to Jump with us.”


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Watcher of the Realms Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

“Basically we’re all gonna die.” Hope paced the floor behind me, cracking her knuckles again.

I stood before three monitors down here in The Cave and the different face filling each stared at me with wide eyes.

I’d stunned The Council Triad silent, which was saying a lot considering the middle one liked to talk. He was the leader, Victor, and he had a mustache so big it looked like it should be on a cartoon.

For ten minutes straight, right after our introduction, he’d ripped into me about the Realm Jump. Totally rude.

But my story about meeting the King of the Realms shut him up good.

“Riley, are you sure?” Margaret asked. Her long, white braid wrapped around her shoulder and the tip rested on the desk before her. Her big, brown eyes were pretty. She seemed like a nice person.

“Yes, ma’am. We have three days to find the scientists who made me.”

Samuel, the third Council Triad person, rubbed his bald head. “In light of this new information, I move we continue this conversation at another time.”

“But what’d you find out about Riley?” Braeden sat up from his chair. “We—he has a right to know.”

“You’re right, son,” Margaret said. “Your guardians will share the news. We have already debriefed them.”

“And we will get our team working on finding the scientists responsible for what happened to you, Riley,” Samuel said.

“Might be hard, we kinda blew up the place,” Braeden said. “And everyone in it.”

Samuel pounded the desk before him. “Serves them right for what—”

Victor cleared his throat and said, “Enough. Janet and Jeff. Debrief your charge while we confer on what to do about this new information.”

“More like confer on how to avoid annihilation,” Braeden whispered.

The screens flickered, then went blank.

“Slower than bread,” Braeden said, shaking his head. “They’re not going to find anything in time. You know that, right?”

“We’re not gonna die, ya know,” Tish smiled. “Because we’re going to give the King what he wants.”

Braeden looked at the crazy girl who didn’t seem the least bit worried about what I’d told them.

At least one person wasn’t, because I pretty much agreed with Hope on the whole dying thing.

Even if I did find the scientists, I couldn’t just hand them over to this evil King person. Well, I wasn’t for sure he was evil, but he was powerful. He’d transported me from the school to where he was on the field, then somehow hid us from everyone’s sight. Maybe even had stopped time!

How could I turn over people to him? He might vaporize them or something, and I needed them to find answers about how I was created. What I was.

But it wasn’t only that. I couldn’t hand them over to die.

I sat atop the big table in the center of the room and looked back at my crazy Kurator, genetically freaked up family. What chance did we stand against that King?

“Mom and Dad will help us find the people who hurt you, Riley.” Tish smiled and waved little Alastair at me. “And then everything will be okay.”

“Sorry munchkin, it’s not that easy,” Braeden said. “We’ve been doing this for years. Those scienceoids cover their tracks good. They have to, considering what they do. We blasted them hard to get Riley so they’re going to lie low for a while—much longer than the three days we have to find them.”

“How’d you guys find the scientists who had Riley in the first place?” Hope asked.

Braeden grinned. “Stellar investigative skills on my part.”

Janet snickered.

“Yeah, right. How’d they really find me?” I asked.

Hope busted out laughing.

Braeden smacked her shoulder. “Quit teaching him how to be a smart-aleck.”

Might as well get the other mess started. “What’d they find out about me?”

Jeff let out a long breath and said, “The Archivists continue to research the Coin and the marking on it. But this much we know. It is called The Coin of Srupiso. The image has been roughly matched to the Egyptian symbol of Truth. We’re finding it means The Chosen.”

“Chosen?” Braeden asked. “For what?”

“We’re not sure, yet.” Jeff said.

That wasn’t very helpful.

“Sir. One of those creatures called us Jumpers, and Tish called us the same,” I said.

“Well, you two. Not us.” Braeden pointed at Tish and me. “You guys are the ones marked.”

“There’s a vague reference in the archives to individuals able to Jump Realms,” Jeff said. “No description of what a Realm was or how it worked.”

“At least you found something about Realms,” I said. “That’s good. That means somebody knew about them.”

“Sketchy records at best, buddy. Hundreds of years ago they didn’t have great documenting options. Stories. Drawings. Scrolls. But stories get distorted over time. We can’t be sure how accurate things are.”

“Any mention of a coin?” Braeden asked.

“No. But several hundred years ago, there was documentation on a great event. Drawings of magnificent creatures donning armor of silver and purple robes. Great beings carrying staffs. They were deemed Gods. The history books labeled them as folklore. You know, the Titan and Greek Gods. Stories.”

“And now, sir?” I asked.

“And now, because of you, the Archivists are taking a new look at what they once thought was fiction,” Janet said.

“What am I?” I asked, totally embarrassed when my voice cracked.

“Honey, there’s no easy way to say this.” Janet cleared her throat and stood.

Her bright eyes seemed darker. Sad almost. Pretty sure I wasn’t going to like what she had to say, but I needed to know.

“You’re the victim of some very disturbing experiments. Ones we couldn’t even fathom. You’re special.”

I sure didn’t want to be.

Tish hopped up from her chair and put her arms around my legs that dangled over the table. She rested her head on my lap.

Yep. This was going to be bad.

“These scientists somehow captured two creatures from other Realms. A Barbarian and a Fae. Through technology, years beyond what is publicized, they combined their DNA with human DNA—from multiple subjects. Each human subject met certain standards. Athletics, intelligence, strength and many other criteria according to the documents. The experimental procedures weren’t specifically described, but we gather that the DNA from these subjects were from an elite group of men and were further cleansed and manipulated, then combined with the alien DNA to produce…you.”

That was pretty much the worst-case scenario. Combined. Manipulated. Alien. Those words should not be in the same sentence when talking about how I was created.

I eased Tish away and jumped down from the table. My stomach clenched like I’d gone down the highest roller coaster without a seat belt on.

I’d been created in a lab. “They made me in a Petri dish?”

“Honey,” Janet whispered. “Yes. I’m sorry. Yes.”

“I’m not human.” I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. “Alien.”

“No. Honey. You’re Riley. You’re an amazing boy. So caring. Protective. Strong.”

“Literally,” Braeden said.

“What else?”

“Buddy, you have twenty-one dads, so to speak. They took the finest samples they could, combined them with this alien DNA. Your mom. The woman. She gave birth to you after only six months. Within the first year you were alive, you aged nearly five years. Within the second year, you looked as you do now.”

I gulped. “I’m two?”

Janet grabbed my hand. “The most recent document we were able to decode was from about six months ago and it indicated you’d been alive for almost three years.”

“Cognitively, you tested quite a bit above that, though, of course,” Jeff said. “They last placed you at an eleven-year-old reading and comprehension level. But with your photographic mind—”

“He’s still a little boy. I don’t care what the tests show or how big he is.” Janet hugged me. “You’re our boy!”

“Two Realms,” I said, my voice shaky as I peeled away from Janet. “The documents said I have two Realms in me. Barbarian and Fairy. You sure there’s nothing else?”

She nodded. “That’s all we found so far.”

“How’d they get the alien samples?” I had to keep talking. Had to know. Otherwise I didn’t know what I would do. I didn’t want to hear any more, but I did. “Sounds like only certain people can Jump and if I was created out of nothing how can I?”

“Not sure on that one, kiddo. While the documents you guys obtained from the safe helped, they were far from conclusive. But we assume they used The Coin somehow.”

“Or, the creatures illegally Jumped here with their Coins and were captured,” Janet said. “Probably experimented on.”

“And that King-guy is pissed,” Braeden said. “As in end the world pissed.”

“He seemed pretty set on getting those scientists.” I shoved my hands in my pockets. “He went right for the destroy everything option until I asked him to rethink it.”

Jeff shook his head. “How have we not known about these Realms? From the sounds of this King, he’s old. And that Barbarian creature said he was one of the first.”

“Like the government doesn’t hide things all the time. Hello…Area 51,” Braeden said.

“Maybe something bad happened before,” Janet spoke up. “Deals are made in government all the time. Handshakes. Treaties. Keeping things from us.”

“Yeah,” Braeden said. “That King said you did what was forbidden. So you’re right, something happened before. Bad stuff. That made it forbidden.”

“But he pretty much Jumped himself. His little guard thing, too. So they can do it but no one else can? Oh, and did I mention there were people around us but they didn’t see anything?”

“Yes.” Jeff tapped his chin, thinking. “Could be some sort of magic. Spells or something.”

“Fairies! They’re magic!” Hope said. “Right?”

At this point anything was possible.

“And you heal people,” Janet said. “That’s an amazing magic.”

“They’re pale, too,” Tish whispered. “At least. I think. In my dreams they’re tall, pale people.”

“You’ve dreamt them?” I asked.

“Not sure what I dream, sometimes. Until I see something. Then I remember. And your eyes. I’ve seen them before. But not on you.”

“Fairy eyes,” Hope said. “I bet they’re fairy eyes.”

“Okay. Back to The King,” Jeff said. “We have to assume he has the ability to end our world.”

“And it looks like we’re the only ones who can stop it,” I said.

“But Riley isn’t trained.” Janet shook her head. “And Tish, she’s so—and Hope. We can’t—”

“I can find them,” Tish whispered. “I’ll have a vision. I know it.”

“Can you control them?” Janet asked.

“No. But I’ll get a vision. That’s what I’m supposed to do.”

“She had a dream about me,” I said. “Before she came to us. And, then the creature in the Barbarian Realm, she’d seen him in a dream, too.”

“Not to mention the mark showing up on her when it burned you,” Hope said.

I glanced at my hand. “We must be meant to deal with this.”

“Honey, no,” Janet said. “We are. Kurators have protected innocents for centuries.”

“Even if we find the scientists, how can we turn them over? What if The King kills them?” My heart went bonkers in my chest. “I can’t—we can’t turn them over to die.”

Janet smiled. “And that’s what makes you so extraordinary, Riley. Despite what they did to you, you still care about their lives.”

“A few lives for billions,” Braeden said. “They’ve hurt so many people. Even killed them with their experiments gone bad. I say we turn them over.”

Sacrifice a few evil scientists to save the Earth. It should be a no-brainer…

But it wasn’t.


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Watcher of the Realms Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

The creature glared at me. His teeth, which looked like oversized fangs, stuck out from his mouth like a rhino, only from the top of his mouth.

He had a pig’s nose with a purple ring through it. Ouch. The rest of his face looked sort of human.

And his body—well, maybe.

It was covered with some kind of silver armor. Only, it was darker than silver. And it shimmered with a little bit of green.

I stumbled back and fell on my already super sore butt. It kind of looked like that Barbarian Boy we’d met.

And killed.

Oh, crud. This was his family, wasn’t it? They were going to squash me like a fly.

“You,” the creature grunted. “Strange being of no origin. Come.”

“Um, no thank you, sir. I—”

He fisted the front of my shirt and yanked me to my feet.

Not too easily done considering my size, but he made it look easy.

The concrete floor fell out from beneath me, and in a blink of an eye we were at the far end of the soccer field, near the trees.

A massive being stood before me, holding a cane of some sort. He wore armor, like the creature that’d grabbed me, but his was shinier and had tons of decorations on it.

The creature released me and once again I fell on my rear end. That was getting really old.

“You traveled to the Realm of the Barbarians. That is forbidden,” a voice boomed, and I ducked as I looked at the three people on each side of this massive creature.

He wasn’t quite as big as the Barbarian Mother I’d met, but pretty close. He wore a crown made of gold leaves on his head. It sat on a pile of matted hair.

His eyes were like fire. Actual flames for how orange they were and how much they flickered. Maybe he could shoot fire from his eyes like dragons could breathe it.

Wait. He wore a crown? Kings wore crowns. Crap, this was that King-guy the Barbarian was talking about. And yep, he had reason to be a little scared. This guy was huge. And scary!

I was in so much trouble right now.

I looked around and just about freaked out when I saw Coach talking to a parent on the sidelines. Wait, there were several parents still around. Probably waiting for the kids to be done cleaning up.

How could they not see us?

“Coach!” I yelled. “Coach!”

“Imbecile.” The creature standing beside me said.

The King’s black beard swayed at the bottom as he took in a deep breath and his eyes flared. “Akaewan was right. He reeks of Barbarian. How can this be?”

Great. I stunk?

“Human, but not.” A tiny creature with a collar around its neck inched toward me. He had beady eyes, a long nose, and two teeth protruding from his upper lip. “Jumper. Jumper. Jumper.”

“Quiet!” The King-guy yelled. “The abomination will speak.”

“Sir. What do you want?”

“It has been many moons since my gaze last fell upon a human. Let alone this Realm. It still stinks of greed. Its evil.” A low rumble came from his throat. “Realm Jumping is forbidden. You violated—”

“It was an accident, sir.”

“You will tell me how it happened.” He growled. “Or I will squash you like the bug you are.”

“C-c-coin.” I coughed and rubbed my sore arm.

The King, with his fire-eyes, glared at me. “Tell me of this coin.”

I showed him my palm, and he stepped back. The Guard beside me sucked in a breath so hard I thought he might choke.

“What does this mean?” I asked, showing him my palm.

He grabbed my hand. “How did you get this?”

“The same coin that brought me to that Realm, sir. We didn’t mean for anything bad to happen. It was an accident.” I tried to pull my hand away but his hold remained. “Like this mark. It just appeared.”

The King pulled a little bit of his robe to the side and there was the mark. Just like on my hand and in the cave.

“What is it?”

He tossed my hand down. “Who did this to you?”

“The coin. I said the coin—”

“No. This!” He pointed to me. “You reek of Fairy, Barbarian and something else. I can’t place it.”

I tried to step back, but that big creature stood so close I could barely move. “Um. I—we don’t know. I mean, I don’t think we do. I was rescued from scientists. They were experimenting on me.”

The King’s beard twitched. His hands fisted. And that had to hurt because he had long nails. Black nails, actually.

“I will kill them all.” He bellowed. “Every. Last. One.” He whirled around. “Remove him from my sight.”

“Wait!” I yelled. “What’s happening?”

He whipped around, the armor he wore clanked. “War.”

“War? What do you mean? With us?”

“Humans.” He growled again. “Their time is done.”

“Wait. What? No.” I reached for the King-type-guy.

The guard beside me knocked my hand down before I made contact. “No one dares touch the King of the Realms.”

“King of—As in King of the Realms?”

The King.”

So yeah, he could probably squash us like bugs. “Please. No. I—we—it was an accident coming to your Realm. I’m sorry. Please don’t—”

“How can you defend them? The very creatures that did this to you. Spawn of the Realm of Darkness, that’s what they are. Pure evil.” He grunted. “And you. You’re an abomination. Boy of no origin. Tainted.”

Ouch. “They’re not all bad. Humans rescued me. They’re helping me. I—please. No War.”

He put his hand up and clicked his tongue against his massive teeth. I think he was grinning. Hard to tell with the big teeth protruding from his upper jaw. They were like vampire fangs, only bigger, like a tiger’s.

He didn’t have a ring through his nose like his guard did, but the crown in his matted, black hair was enough. It was huge. Pointy ends. And the hair. Looked like it hadn’t been brushed in…ever.

The guard creature and the little thing stood there, staring at The King. Nobody moved. Nothing did. The trees behind the King were still. I glanced over my shoulder and realized the people in the field were frozen, too.

Maybe we were in a time bubble or something.

“You have three days. Find the scientists who made you.”

“What? How—what do you mean?”

“Find them, and bring them to me.” He turned around.

“What if I can’t?” I glanced around. “Um, sir, what if I can’t find them?”

“Then the Realm of the Humans will exist no more.”


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