• Chapter 1

    "Aiza, get your butt outside!" His father yelled. "but why?" Aiza commented back, forgetting his father had a horrible temper. "DO NOT TALK BACK TO ME!!!" He boomed. This is NOT fair. Aiza thought. his father always was yelling. He was either yelling at Aiza or tommo, their dog.
    His dad, Sinjeh, was happy only when Aiza was gone, which made Aiza sad. "Go outside and start buying some food! Here's 50 coins." Sinjeh said. Aiza grabbed the coins and dashed out, relieved to get out of the house. The quietness always calmed Aiza, it made him feel free and happy. He took a deep breath and dashed into the hustle and bustle of the marketplace. he bought a couple of food items and walked into a big,black, brand new building that looked as if it had been polished a thousand times. "Anyone here?" Aiza said as he peeked out of the door. He stepped inside to find hundreds of doors leading into a never ending hallway. "holy crap." Aiza said as his footsteps echoed in the hallway. each door was decorated with its own individual pattern. suddenly a door swung open and whacked him on the side of the head. Aiza blacked out. He awoke to find an angelic melody ringing in his ear. at first he thought is was an illusion, but it got more and more beautiful every second.He rose and found a woman playing a gold and silver harp. As he payed more and more attention to the tune of the song, the more dazed he got. "Ah, you are awake. do you feel well?" the woman said. "Yes. what was that song you were playing?" Aiza said back. "Oh, one of my own. It's called 'Peace and Dreams'. I can tell you liked it. Oh, silly me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Angela. What's yours?" she said in a melodic voice. "my name is Aiza. I'm honored to meet you." Aiza said, in a kidding voice. Angela laughed and said "you don't have to fool around. I'm just a good harp player." She said. "Are you kidding? That song almost put me to sleep it was so beautiful." Aiza said seriously. "Oh really? It's not really my best. My best has put Angels to sleep, as i've been told." She proclaimed. "You mean, YOUR the Angel sleeper?!" He asked. "Is that what they call me? huh, people these days. But enough idol chit-chat. Lets cut to the chase. I'm the one who hit you accidentally in the head with the door. I thought you were some fan-boy trying to get me to teach him." Angela said sheepishly. "Haha. Very funny. Now, can I go?" Aiza said. "Not yet. Take this ice
    pack with you." She replied, seriously. Aiza took the ice pack and said good-bye. He walked down the long hall and pushed the door and tried to open it. He ultimately failed, seeing it had locks on it. "DARN IT!" Aiza cried, punching the door. the power made a large dent in the door. this is really thin metal. i wonder what happens if i kick it. He thought. He kicked the door, and it swung open. He looked at the side and saw the metal was over an inch thick. "Woah." Aiza muttered under his breath. behind him, he heard a raspy voice, then blacked out.


    The end of part 1