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rank 5917
word count 57291
date submitted 14.03.2012
date updated 14.03.2012
genres: Fiction, Science Fiction, Young Adu...
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Crightent

Cameron Ervin

A teenage boy leaves his old life to become a man as a dark secret is reawakened.

 

A teenage boy, Corr Zaphad, leaves his dull life to find a more exciting one only to be drafted into the Galactic Guard to become a Legionnaire. He is shipped off to the front lines of the frozen world of Cantus to fight the ever stronger growing Rebel Fist.

Cameron Keli, a commander in the G.G. (Galactic Guard) seeks his friend, Allisha Allmenegger, an ancient heirloom hunter, to aid him on his mission to find a certain artifact. However, they are soon diverted from their original objective to go on a search and rescue mission on the asteroid colony Delta where something evil is waiting for them.

 
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Chapter 4

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Allmenegger estate

“No! We will not let you go!”

“But why?” asked a dark brown haired, brown eyed girl.

“Because it’s too dangerous.”

“But I just returned from a ‘dangerous adventure‘.” the girl said making quotation marks with her fingers.

“Another fine example, Allisha!”

Allisha knew her parents were losing their patience with her, so she walked away to her bedroom. Living in a mansion, it’s easy to get lost, but not for Allisha. If she wants to be an ancient heirloom hunter she’s going to need to get around without getting lost. In fact, Allisha had just returned from an heirloom seeking adventure, and came home very happy indeed.

“I even said I’d wait awhile before going again.”

She walked into her room and closed the door. Allisha reached for her pack. She pulled out a little gold coin, a magnification cube, and her grandfather’s journal.

She tapped the top of the cube three times, each time increasing the magnification ten times. Then she looked through the cube at the gold coin. The tiny scratch-like markings read, “To the stewards of the eastern kingdom.” Then at the bottom, “Allmenegger,” which was her last name.

Allisha opened her grandfather’s journal, and wrote this down: “June 6, 2417.

I returned home and put our coin in a safe place. 66% of Grandfather’s wish is complete.”

Then the girl turned back a few pages, and the entry read, “March 11, 2329.

This is my last entry and note of advice. When in doubt, shoot or look to the heavens.” Then his pen slid across the page and tumbled to the floor. That’s the way Allisha found him, while she was looking for the coin. It almost killed her to pry the journal and coin out of his dead hand. From the looks of it, he died from starvation. His legs were broken under a huge boulder. Even if he wanted to crawl away, he could not, because he was pinned to the ground. It would have been a horrible death for anyone.

Allisha read a few more entries and realized she had become more and more like him. “He’d be proud,” she said reluctantly.

She crawled into bed tired.

At the Intergalactic Department of Historical Findings.

“Next,” said a baggy checked man behind a desk.

Allisha stepped up to the table.

“State your business.”

“Oh, well, I’m here to prove that the Allmenegger family is royal and deserve our complete inheritance.”

The man sighed. “Very well. I have a feeling this is going to take awhile, so why don’t we move in to the side room?” The man got up and Allisha found him to be very

round.

Allisha followed him into the room, “Okay, here’s the coin, my drivers license, and birth certificate.”

The man rudely picked up the coin and certificate. “What do these markings mean?”

Allisha pulled out of her backpack a thick book with tabs all along the pages. She flipped to a red tab and opened up the book. The page that she flipped to had the entire Zog alphabet. “Look here,” she said, pointing to the page, “this is the whole Zog alphabet.”

“Oh, so this coin says ‘To the stewards of the eastern kingdom, Allmenegger’.” The man studied the alphabet a little bit longer to make sure he was correct. “What are these little tongs for on the back?”

“Well sir, I believe that this coin goes on a globe.”

“Well, Ma’am, do you have the globe?”

“No, but I have half of it,” her spirit dropped.

“I’m sorry, Miss Allmenegger, but I need to see the whole heirloom before I can even begin to believe that you are royal.”

“Well, thank you for your time.”

Then the man rudely dropped the little gold coin. Katchink! A little piece of the tong on the back of the coin chipped off.

Allisha said through her teeth, “Please be careful; this coin is over three thousand years old.”

“Well, please forgive me,” the man smirked.

Allisha muscled a smile and packed her belongings into her backpack, except for her birth certificate. The man sneaked the certificate into his big, fat hand. “Where is my-” she knew where it was, “please give it back.”

“Oh no, I’ll keep it so you’ll have to come back to this agency. So all you have to do is find yourself that globe and-oof !” Allisha gave him a good sock on the face and his flubber rippled across his cheek.

Allisha grabbed her birth certificate as it fluttered down through the air, “Well please forgive me,” she walked outside disgusted.

A street bike hummed up behind her. The rider of the bike had been looking for her, and now he found her. He needed to discuss something with her in private. What he was about to do was the only way to talk to her. He made it seem as if he lost control while missing the car in front of him. The bike made a horrid noise as he down shifted without pulling in the clutch. The bike hit the curb and flipped the rider onto the side walk.

“Cameron!” Allisha exclaimed as the rider took off his helmet, nursing his bloody nose, “Are you hurt bad?”

“Na, just a flash wound.”

“It has been two years now, Cameron. That makes you nineteen?”

Cameron nodded his head, “Yep, so you’re twenty now?”

Allisha agreed, “Man, your bike is, is…”

“Worthless now. Could you give me a ride home?” he asked.

“Sure.”

They climbed into her car and drove away.

Allisha, I know why you were in there…”

“You were looking for me?”

“Yes, and I believe you,” Cameron put his hand on her shoulder, “and the entire I.G.G is going to fund your next adventure.”

“Inter Galactic Guard, is that where you were?” she said.

“Yes. Back to the question.”

Allisha rolled her eyes, “There is a catch about the I.G.G funding my adventure?”

“If you find something for the galactic guard then they will fund your quest.”

“So what’s the ‘thing‘?”

“I’d like to tell you, but you haven’t agreed to find it.”

“Of course.”

“Please.”

“Alright, since you’re begging.” Allisha chuckled, “What is it?”

“Ok, General Keth told me to find this artifact, something like a globe. I asked if I could get help from someone who searches for artifacts full time and he said yes. So, I went looking for you.”

Allisha thought about the globe and what the military would want with it as her car rounded the corner. Cameron pointed to the left and said, “This is my apartment right here.” Allisha pulled into the driveway and turned off the car.

“Come on, I want to show you something; it’s in the garage.”

“Cameron, I’ve already seen your car. It’s rusty, banged up, and …” Cameron opened his garage door and there right in front of them was a grey Gann incorporated model 3. It was a sleek aerodynamic hover car with flames down the sides. “Is that your car?” exclaimed Allisha.

“No, that slow thing is all show and no go.”

“Then whose is it?”

“My roommate‘s.”

“Then where is your car?” she questioned.

“Right here.” He pulled a sheet off his sleek metallic black 1969 Z28 Camero.

“Now this is all go and all show.”

“I see you have a low rider.”

“I don’t really like it but I have to have it for…well, let me show you instead.”

Cameron jumped inside his ride. Allisha watched outside the car as steel plates rolled down over the tires, “Get in; I want to show you something.”

“Hey, this is nice. I wonder what this does?” she said as she pushed a button on the visor and out of the dash came two MR-C (modular rifle case less) machine guns.

“I didn’t know about that! Wait a second; that’s my gun!” said Cameron, surprised. “What, the I.G.G gave you two guns?”

“Yeah, I was ranked pretty high,“ he told her.

“I’d say so.”

“They use to call me Commander Keli.”

“Well, Cameron, when does this adventure of ours start?”

“The sooner the better.”

Allisha nodded; she was anxious to get it under way. “Perhaps tonight.”

“That is soon. Very well, tonight, let’s say nine o’clock.”

“Ok, but that only gives us five hours, I better be getting home.”

“Alright, I’ll pick you up,” Cameron said.

Allisha walked to her car, waved to Cameron, then left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Kenneth Edward Lim wrote 750 days ago

Cameron,
You started with a lot of energy and kept the level up, carrying us along with your first person narrative. Corr with his fun-loving youthfulness proves to be a swashybuckling hero one can't help but cheer on. "Crightent" does deliver what the blurb promises with the help of an easy, coversational style and spiffy dialogue. Thanks for the rollicking good read.

Kenneth Edward Lim
The North Korean

DerekTobin wrote 769 days ago

Hi Cameron
I enjoyed reading through this first chapter and think you have got your young protagonist off to a nice start in his adventure. The young hero called to adventure - given the setting -I was getting some Luke Skywalker vibes and that cant be a bad thing. It's impressive that you wrote this when you were only 13 - good job. I have starred and added to my watchlist and will read more and comment as I go. Well done.
Derek
The Angel Chord

Kenneth Edward Lim wrote 750 days ago

Cameron,
You started with a lot of energy and kept the level up, carrying us along with your first person narrative. Corr with his fun-loving youthfulness proves to be a swashybuckling hero one can't help but cheer on. "Crightent" does deliver what the blurb promises with the help of an easy, coversational style and spiffy dialogue. Thanks for the rollicking good read.

Kenneth Edward Lim
The North Korean

riantorr wrote 757 days ago

A character stuck in a life they do not what is a great set-up that most people can understand. Wow, 57,000 words! I'm always amazed by that. I have trouble cracking 40k!
Rian Torr

DerekTobin wrote 769 days ago

Hi Cameron
I enjoyed reading through this first chapter and think you have got your young protagonist off to a nice start in his adventure. The young hero called to adventure - given the setting -I was getting some Luke Skywalker vibes and that cant be a bad thing. It's impressive that you wrote this when you were only 13 - good job. I have starred and added to my watchlist and will read more and comment as I go. Well done.
Derek
The Angel Chord

CJE wrote 772 days ago

Sorry about the way the pages were uploaded. It sure didn't look like that when i typed it up.
I started writing this book when i was 13 and didn't finish it until i was 15. I'm sure you can tell that by the way the writing matures as you read through it.

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