Written in coalition with my two of best friends, this is our own story.
With help from my constructive and useful critic . . . My own sister!

Dedicated to Pelumip  One of the writers.

                                             
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Some years ago....

"You can't let anyone know what I am about telling you," came a  strict sounding voice directed to a very young man. His tall form made him seem even more handsome than he looked.

"And what is this you are about to tell me, Marc?" The man asked. From his voice and manner of speaking it was obvious he was still full of life and loved fun. He was sitting on a soft cushioned chair with his feet resting on an elegant table. From the way the strict man looked at him, he wasn't supposed to be doing that.

"You need to be very discreet about this issue I am currently discussing with you, Kurt"

The seriousness in Marc's voice made the young youth uncomfortable.

"Could you. . . Um. . . Explain in details this top secret service you need of me to be discreet about." Kurt said.

Marc turned around and walked towards the clear glass window and looked outside of it. "I want, and don't just want to but need to get my revenge on. . . ."

"Hold up weird guy, why're you telling me this? You know I  don't care le . . . ."

Suddenly, a huge meteorite came swooping past them, bashing the clear glass window of a space shuttle nearby. After destroying it, Marc stared, smiling and caring less about the destruction they had just witnessed and also leaving Kurt shocked.

"I might just . . . Know how. . . . To exert. . . . This plan. . ." He said, smiling evily.

Kurt looked much more terrified as Marc seemed to be glitching and pixelating images rushed through his eyes.

                                           In 2016 . . . , (before the previous year)

The young eight year old curiously watched as his Aunt cleared up her room. She had wanted to rearrange the whole setting for a long time and finally had the chance that day.

The boy came up there to her room few minutes after he got into a fight with his brothers.

He was still angry with them, but merely watching his Aunt clean seemed to cheer him up. There were so many things to put away. And while she picked up some old clothes, a weird device fell out of it.

The boy instantly knew that it wasn't something he was meant to be touching. And like any other eight year old or any child at all he wanted to see what it was, but he couldn't do it alone.

"Are you sure you don't wanna play with your brothers?" His Aunt asked.

"No, I'm not playing wi . . . I mean, I'll go apologize now," he replied.

Was he just about to blow his chance with that remote thingy? He had to say sorry to his brothers if he was going to understand what the thing was.

He left the room and went to hide in the other room across the hallway, that way he could watch her movements.

When she stepped out to the laundry room, he saw his chance face to face. He hurried into the room and picked up the remote that was already under her bed.

He went to see his brothers who were playing outside and showed them what he had seen. "What's that?" His immediate younger brother asked.

"I don't know yet," he replied.

"Gimme it," the youngest brother said.

"No! We're figuring it out together," the eight year old said. "Fine, then puss the boton," the youngest said. "Yeah, push it!" The other one agreed.

"Okay, okay."

He pushed the button and a square wall opened up. "What the?" "Let go in," the youngest said. He didn't even wait for the others approval before he ran in and his immediate older brother followed.

"No, don't go in there!" The eight year old said. He couldn't possibly tell his Aunt anything, because he knew she wasn't going to let him use his new phone, so went after them.

His Aunt was on her way to take out the trash, when she saw the greenish blue square wall close up. "Oh no," she said with very worried eyes.

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The three boys soon appeared in another place. The two young boys ran around while the eight year old ran after them to stop them. They found themselves in a sort of cabin room where a man and a woman stood, with their backs faced to the boys.

The oldest sought the opportunity to grab his brothers and shut their mouths.

When they struggled for freedom to pointed to the man and woman and they stood still immediately. "Let's tiptoe outta here . . ." He whispered.

As they turned around, they hit their tiny figures on a well built man.

"So, two of you decided to bring them back. That's very stupid if you ask me." He said, causing the man and woman to turn back.

"Oh my word! They're here! Those people are gonna kill us." The woman said, already crying. "Rhiscron, es Frendiries. Kin to dee echowa!" A voice came from outside.

"Kurt, can you help us?" The man asked. "Why not?" Kurt grinned. The man and woman hurried out of the cabin, to answer the call for them.

"So what are you chipmunks doing around here," the young man said to the frightened children. His eyes lit as he seemed to have figured something out.

He zapped the children unconscious and put them in bags which he took to his own cabin. That place looked more like a science lab than a living space. He brought them out of the bag and left silently, watching them from afar like a mad scientist about to triumph.

"What happened? Why're we here?" The middle brother said. "We're here because you two ruined everything! I can't believe -" he was saying , but was cut off by the youngest.

"Wow! What's that?" He said, pointing a purple orb kinda thing. It seemed to have living DNA swimming in it.

"Don't break it, there's still a chance I can sell it," the eight year old said. "No, we have to put it back there," the middle brother said.

"Shiny. I want shiny," the youngest said.

"No, I brought you guys here, so I'm gonna have it!" The eldest yelled. "No, we're putting it back," the middle brother argued. "It's my shiny. Gimme it!"

The three boys fought for the orb thing until it broke and fell. The purple mist that escaped the orb filled their lungs and made them real dizzy.

Soon after, their veins glowed all around their body and they all dropped like flies. Kurt ran back in to see how they were. "Marc is gonna be so-" he was saying beforethe man and woman came back and he acted like he had just found the boys.

"Thank you for sending them ba-" the woman said. "What are they still doing here, you were supposed to help us transport them back," the man asked.  "They ran out and I tried to catch them until I saw them here," Kurt lied nervously.

"Did they mess with any chemicals?"

"I don't think so. Let me wipe their memories of some minutes ago and send them back," Kurt said.

He did his thing and they were gone in seconds. "You really need to talk to your sister Press. They could've been in real trouble today-" the man said as they exited Marc's cabin.

Kurt looked at them as they left and smiled wickedly . . . .

Here comes AWOKEN MYSTERIES . . . .

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