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File 1:
Name: Dakota Trekker
Age: 16
Skills: blackmailing, negotiating, spying, stealing, hacking.
Other: likes to win/hates losing, stay in control, breaks rules.

File 2: 
Name: Alex Hunter
Age: 17
Skills: driving, hacking, shooting, martial arts, knife skills.
Other: goofs off, get distracted easily, breaks rules.


Being an outcast at her prestigious private school, smart but sneaky teenager Dakota spends her days doing crazy things with her (boy) friend Alex. Together they hack school security systems, repel from roofs, and 'borrow' electronics.

She was expecting to come out with a new laptop from a local public school, instead she came out with a mysterious letter from an even more mysterious girl.

She and Alex decide to call this girl, and soon things become clear, only to get confusing again.

How are mean girls, an inheritance, a missing flash drive, double agents, teen drama, and more all connected?

Who knows? But it's gonna be one wild ride for sure.

When Lucid had agreed to shoot the ad for the public library, the institute's chairman had promised to get him something he wished for. Although the children's personal activities had to be agreed upon by the teachers in charge of them, the ad had to be presented in a way that appeared to be of Lucid's own volition, in order to avoid any legal troubles later on. As such, the chairman wished to give him something of equal value to the pay Lucid would have received as a model, and Lucid had asked for books. This turned into a bit of a headache for the chairman and the director of administration, since they couldn't quite decide how many books to buy to even things out. That's when the public library had proposed a rather clever idea: working together to improve the city's welfare, just in time for the autumn exhibition. In this case, "working together" simply meant building a library within the institute, which would then be presented as a part of the city's efforts in bettering their community. The institute had jumped on this opportunity, and plans were made to vacate an area on the first floor, next to the administrative office. And just like that, right before the beginning of winter break, the institute library was opened, filled with roughly three thousand books suited for all ages, from kindergarten to high school.

For Lucid, it was much, much better than getting the couple of books he had originally intended. Ever since the library was made available two days ago, he had rushed to get there right after dinner and stayed until bedtime. Still, as with most libraries, the majority of the books only dealt with basic sciences and literatures, which he could borrow from the school library anyway, rather than the more advanced academic papers Lucid wished to read. Though this was a rather huge disappointment, he still decided to read the other books available to him. After all, it couldn't hurt to learn about different fields. With this newfound determination, he looked forward to his evening reading time every day.

Being so excited over the new facility, Lucid didn't notice the two figures watching him from down the hall. The director of administration turned to the teacher standing next to him.

"Has he ever mentioned his parents or his previous institute at all?" he asked.
"No, never."
"Hmm. That might become a problem."

Having personally taken care of Lucid's documents for his enrollment in elementary school, the director knew better than anyone that there was nothing wrong with him, at least on paper. With the library ad and the TV program having both been released to the public, it was good that no one had shown up at the institute claiming to be his parents. However, the director also knew that it was only a matter of time before problems arose. For example, there was something brewing at this very moment that could get the institute into quite the legal trouble, should his parents actually decide to show up. Even if the child were to be adopted into another family, they would still face legal issues if the biological parents claimed him.

"We have some people coming in next week to meet him. You should tell him."
"Of course, I understand." the teacher nodded.

And still, Lucid paid the two no mind, smiling to himself as he learned about Newton and the law of universal gravity.

****

On the first weekend since the start of winter break, the institute found itself housing quite a few visitors, which wasn't unusual given the time of the year. As always, there were high school and university student volunteers, but with Christmas awakening everyone's humanitarianism, many others had sought out the institute as a way to help the community. The institute was quite the popular volunteering spot for those who didn't know any better, as they imagined themselves happily playing around with the children, but in reality, volunteers most often helped with the upkeep of the building itself. For example, they had to help clean the hallways or the atrium, wipe down all the windows, pull out weeds, wash curtains or blankets, or even repair broken chairs. In short, their main priority was cleaning, with repairs being the second priority.

As for the children, they spend their time running and playing around in the courtyard, which, unbeknownst to many of the volunteers, was something they enjoyed during very much. People easily thought of the children as just pitiful, lonely orphans in need of care and love, but they couldn't be more wrong. The children adjusted to their living situation just well enough and even went out to meet their friends. Sometimes, they would befriend the volunteers that came most often, but they were wary of newcomers and actually avoided them, choosing to play amongst themselves instead. Even the younger children (too young to play in the courtyard) preferred to play amongst themselves, rather than have older volunteers look after them.

"Over here!"
"Got it!"

Lucid, playing as the goalkeeper, kicked the ball with his right foot, and the children watched in awe as the ball shot through the field, much farther than expected from how softly he had kicked it. With his continued practice, Lucid had finally gotten the hang of it. He simply kicked the ball, without applying any magic, so that enough force would be exerted upon it. Right as the ball separated from his foot, that was when he would cast his magic, resulting in the ball flying out with reduced drag, thus conserving all the energy from his foot. Then, a couple of seconds later, the magic would vanish, just as he intended, allowing the air to slow the ball down once again. At this point, the ball would begin its downward trajectory, landing near the opposite goalpost. The children had been amazed at this at first, but now that they were used to it, they ran like crazy whenever Lucid kicked the ball.

As the children rushed to the other side of the field, Lucid spent some time thinking to himself. That's when a voice rang out from behind him.

"Aren't you cold?"

When Lucid turned around, he was faced with a familiar face, though he couldn't exactly recall why it was familiar.

"No, I'm fine." he answered curtly.

The other goalie was wearing a thick sweater, since goalkeepers didn't run around the field and were bound to get cold. However, Lucid was wearing a T-shirt, just like all the other kids running around. He had no need for thick outer clothing, since he was continuously casting magic (he had to renew it every so often, since it didn't last long) to warm himself in the cold weather. Plus, he didn't want a jacket or a sweater to dull his movements.

"Have we met before?" the familiar person asked again. "I feel like I've seen you before."

How could he know? She could have seen him on the library ad, or on that TV show.

"Maybe you've come here before." That was also an option.
"Oh, yeah. Maybe."

The girl looked up at the sky, trying hard to remember. It was a beautiful sky, so clear and blue without a cloud in sight.

"I remember!" she said at last. "I saw you last year, I think. That's how I know you."

The girl, Jiwon, had finally recalled their meeting long ago.

"I asked you for your name, remember? But you didn't tell me. Wow, you haven't changed a bit! Still as dashing as ever, I see." She caught herself on that last bit and cleared her throat awkwardly, chiding herself for not thinking before speaking. "A-Anyway, are you still not going to tell me? Your name, I mean. Oh, do you know my name? I'm Jiwon. Jiwon Yang. Like the singer."

When Lucid told her his name, Jiwon burst out laughing.

"What's up with that? It... It suits you really well!" she managed to say between giggles. It didn't sound sincere at all, which didn't bother Lucid. He simply made up his mind to ask the chairman why he had chosen the name he had.

"Do you like soccer?" Jiwon asked, pointing to the courtyard. "You don't look like you're having fun."
"I do. I just don't feel like playing right now. I'm only here because I had no other choice."
"What do you mean?"
"They're cleaning the library."

Indeed, four volunteers were turning the new library upside down and inside out, cleaning out every nook and cranny. The chairman had grumbled (in passing) something about reading spaces needing to be spotless, but the volunteers had taken his words to heart and were now hellbent on actually turning it spotless.

"You really like reading, don't you? What kind of books do you read?"
"Stop him!!" Cheol-yong cried out.

Lucid had been watching the game all throughout his conversation with Jiwon and was already prepared to receive the ball without needing prompting. With a loud thump, the ball flew towards him. Right at him, actually, which made it all too easy to block, especially with Lucid's hidden trick. When it reached about two paces in front of him, the ball lost considerable speed, and by the time it reached Lucid's hands, he was able to catch it with barely any effort. Looking up, he saw Myeong-su frantically waving his hands at him.

"Wow, you're pretty good," Jiwon remarked, clapping her hands. Lucid was growing rather bored of this conversation, if it could even be called that. How could this line of questioning be called a proper conversation?

"Excuse me." He said at last. "Aren't you busy?"
"Not really. Why?"
"Most volunteers have a lot of work on their hands and they don't usually stand around to talk to us."
"I think talking to you is also pretty important work, though."
"Why would talking to me, or rather us, be work?" Lucid asked, turning around to face her directly.
"What?"

Lucid's sudden change in mood caught Jiwon by surprise. He wasn't glaring at her, nor was he angry with her. He was just looking at her, expressionless, and that scared her. She had just been thinking that he was better looking than most celebrities, but now, he reminded her more of the Mouth of Truth, looking into her soul and demanding answers. But she couldn't bring herself to speak, and when he saw that she wouldn't provide an answer to his question, Lucid turned around again. Knowing that she couldn't talk to him again, Jiwon fidgeted a bit before going back inside.

Lucid watched as the other kids ran around the courtyard. Up until now, he hadn't really thought of himself as being on the same boat as them. Myeong-su was a good friend, yes, but that was all. They had no shared life experiences. However, other people thought of them as the same, and this realization only now hit him. There was only one reason for this perception: they were both orphans. Still, Lucid didn't think he was. Sure, his father had passed away, but his mother was alive and well. She was just gone, for now. Along with his brother. This is why he didn't think of himself as an orphan. He had a family. He just had to find them again. And yet...

"What am I doing here?"

He now understood that if he continued to delay, he would really end up like the other children, orphaned forever, and this chilled him to the bone. Though his magic was still actively warming him, he began to shiver uncontrollably.


<Clash (7)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

You would think that such a mind-blowing revelation would change a person.
 
You would be wrong.
 
Alana woke in a cold sweat in the same decrepit apartment she had fallen asleep in. It changed nothing. She refused to let it change anything. A shaky hand brushed away the dark locks plastered to her forehead. She had answers, but they would not affect her situation in life. It was, however, depressing to know she had a sad mockery of immortality to look forward to at the end of the line and a darker still companion awaiting her return. She drew herself up and shoved the clammy blankets from her form. There would be no more sleep for her this night.
 
1983 November
 
The once-forgotten sense of wrongness had returned tenfold, and with it, the increased irritation of her peers. Alana drew the violin bow over its strings smoothly to end her rendition of F. Kreisler's Praeludium et Allegro. A smattering of polite applause was heard and the jingle of a handful of coins hitting one another before the crowd dispersed. She split the money swiftly into thirds and handed a portion to the homeless man who had claimed her current busking spot a few years back. It was the equivalent of paying the landlord and had quickly become a routine for her. The man scowled at her and shooed the girl along as soon as he had his money. She would be back in a few days of course.
 
Alana picked her way through the crowds with quiet agility and a violin case in hand. She had enough to cover the month's bill if her mother pulled through with her job at the grocery store. The chances were rather slim, but a girl could hope. Her sharp eyes searched the streets before she ducked through a short alleyway. These areas were as familiar to her as the stale apartment back home, so she held little fear.
 
A prickling on the back of her neck and she ducked out of the alley. It was not the first time she had been watched after playing with such intensity. Unfortunately, the perpetrator was more slippery than an eel and just as difficult to catch. The girl spun and made her way home with haste.
 
Aunt Linda was out as usual at this time of the day, and she quickly took the woman's rubbish outside to the bins before entering her own door. The smell of vomit and faeces assaulted her nostrils. The young girl flicked her gaze around the room with little reaction. It seemed her mother had forgotten to clean in the week she had stayed at Jake's house. Unsurprising but no less disappointing. Alana swept past the grime and decay with practised ease to enter her room and place her violin down. Her bed was a layer of library books and dust lit by the setting sun. A few unread novels lounged temptingly on a nearby chair. She was more than happy to indulge in her pastime, even at the cost of trauma at the hands of a paperback. Settling down on the floor, she leaned back against the bed with a short sigh. Despite the apartment's state, it was still home to her.
 
Her thoughts travelled to her wrist and the triskelion that lay dormant there. Her theories regarding its use had been proven correct. She had gained an eidetic memory, her very own mind palace. Even Sherlock would be envious of her newfound gift. Alana folded her legs on the musty carpet and fell into an easy meditative trance lulled by the pull of her mark.
 
She had long since established that her mind was a strange place. Inside was a library much smaller than the sanctuary but no less mesmerising. Warm, thick carpets covered walnut wood floors while the walls were either aesthetically panelled or dominated by large bookshelves. In the seating area, a large orrery rotated, its planets suspended over a circular fountain where the worlds tree might have sat. Although the tree was absent, Alana knew its roots remained deep within the waters hiding those precious memories of her first life. All the shelves except one were filled with empty books waiting anxiously to be filled with knowledge. She had crafted the place by hand over the last month as the triskelion had continued to throb in its incomplete state. Each delicate touch had woven her soul into the place until she knew each detail and crevice as intimately as her own essence. Yet it still took her breath away to see it.
 
Chemistry, history, political science, philosophy, mathematics, French. Hell, she had even tossed a book on Yoga on the shelf. Organising the seemingly random assortment of knowledge was a work in progress, but she had eventually achieved some semblance of order. In all honesty, organising was more difficult than understanding the subject itself. This was mostly because the library recorded experiences more easily than thoughts and made no distinction between the subjects of either. She really had to make the process more autonomous. She had fantasised the creation of a servant to do the job but had yet to learn how to accomplish such feats and doubted if it was even possible. For now, she was resigned to doing it in person.
 
1983 November
 
It was mid-November when Alana noticed a change in her mind. As with all story developments, the Saturday began perfectly normally with Alana's closed fist meeting Jake's face in a particularly vicious strike.
 
"When the hell did you get so strong!" Alana's closest and only friend wailed pathetically as his legs were swept out from underneath him. Said girl only smiled innocently at her fallen comrade and mentally patted herself on the back. Her library had proven itself an exploitable resource when it came to memorising and applying karate techniques. The practice relied heavily on muscle memory and experience after all, and it was easy to distinguish the physical activity from her reading.
 
"It's nice to see you and 'la floor' getting along so well, Jake." Alana smiled as Jake bared his teeth menacingly from the padded mats. She sat reclined on top of him with the lazy smile of a cat that got the cream.
 
"Alright. I think that's enough for the day, Alana. My son looks like he's about to bite your head off, so we'll carry on tomorrow." Mr Matthews sent his son a pitying glance as he led Alana out to the front door. With her back turned, Jake mouthed 'Kill her' with puppy dog eyes to the older male. His father only smirked at his son's suffering.
 
Alana shot the house one last wistful look after exiting the building before she headed to the library. She had started to get a headache with Jake's whining anyway.
 
The public library was marvellous, especially considering the state of most public facilities. Alana couldn't stop the grin forming at the sight of the large antique doors which had inspired the ones in her own mind space. She picked her way towards the physics section with unspoken familiarity and searched for anything interesting. She had always hated physics as Alexis, and she still held the same disdain for the way it was taught. There was, however, one branch of it that she had always found captivating and that was atomic science. This world was a fair bit behind in quantum mechanics, but the seeds of knowledge had already been planted by Einstein. She finally found a decent book and pulled it from the confines of the shelf: Statistical Physics and the Atomic Theory of Matter: From Boyle and Newton to Landau and Onsager. Jackpot! Alana fist-pumped the air in triumph and gripped the book in both hands tightly. It was at that glorious moment that her triskelion decided to flare up painfully forcing her to drop the book with a thud. Ding!
 
Notification: New Creation in Mindscape!
Species: Library System
Would you like to name your creation?
YES or NO
 
"Ahhhh?! I've been possessed!" Alana screamed before slamming a hand over her open mouth. Eyes wide, she quickly abandoned the book and darted into the library toilets, quietly praying no one saw her shout. 'How embarrassing,' she winced. You'd have thought nothing strange had ever occurred to her with that reaction. Her embarrassment was short-lived, however, as she soon focused on the next-level-strangeness of a blue notification window appearing in her immediate vision. She hoped it wasn't some physical manifestation of a mental illness that had decided to invade her head. With that final heartfelt plea, she pressed the YES button, and her body slumped against the wall.
 
Alana's mindscape greeted her, and she heaved a sigh of relief at the lack of extraterrestrial life. Ding!
 
Notification: New Creation in Mindscape!
Species: Library System
What would you like to name your creation?
 
Golden orbs flicked to the notification and paused there. No keyboard was in sight.
"Capricorn," She said curiously. Ding!
 
New Creation: Capricorn
Species: Library System
Level: 0
Created as a byproduct of mental growth and loneliness, Capricorn is a library system formed from the magic core of its creator. Capricorn is capable of filtering basic experiences and knowledge at its creator's discretion.
 
Alana's eyes widened a fraction before a glint of annoyance flashed across her eyes.
 
"Oi! Who are you calling lonely?!" She grumbled before reading the rest of the notification. Of particular interest was the mentioning of a certain MAGIC CORE. Her analysis was cut short by a soft whirring sound, and she turned to come face to lens with a floating spherical droid.
 
"Hi?"
"..."
'Well, this is awkward.' Alana waved a hand in front of the thing and watched the lens shutter open and closed.
"..."
"So, do I have to program you or something?" She asked. No reply. 'Fantastic. It's mute and looks like a freaky AI.'
 
The silver machine floated its way to the bookshelf and emitted a soft red light which seemed to scan the shelf's contents. She frowned unsurely before deciding to let it be. She had more pressing matters like Magic Cores to attend to and whatever it was doing hadn't killed her yet. Based on what she had seen so far, her mind seemed to be changing because of this magic core or perhaps the other way around. She was not sure, but she did know those notification panels were eerily familiar. It was as if she had seen them somewhere before and not just in computer games either.
 
"Menu," she intoned. No response.
"Inventory." Maybe not. She turned her gaze to the droid.
"Observe." Aaannnddd… nothing. Well, that was disappointing. Ding!
 
Notification: Level up!
Library System: Capricorn is now level 1 and capable of quicker processing of 600 words per hour.
 
Alana blanched. Wasn't this just way too slow? The average reading speed was 200 words per minute. With a sigh, she tried several more orders before resigning herself to her fate. Ding!
 
Notification: Level up!
Library System: Capricorn is now level 2 and capable of quicker processing of 700 words per hour.
 
Alana gave the machine a disdainful look. 'Hopefully, this thing works even while I sleep; otherwise, this will take forever.'

With a gift bringing hope, comfort and relief, it was only fitting that Gaia bestow a curse of equal measure. A child to reap what it could not. A child born of death's greed and life's carelessness. Fate was rewritten then with the dignified scrawl of an unknown deity. Screaming and kicking at the divine injustice of it all, a new life was born into the world. Out of the frenzied passions of a drunkard and a drug addict from the shadowed back streets of London came Alana Hales. Out of the tattered folds of deaths cloak came the worn soul of one Alexis Crevan. 

I don't own Harry Potter, The Gamer, the Labyrinth, or any of their characters. If I did, I would be rich.

*** Present

After the excitement and charm of Hogwarts, the Dursleys' home at Privet Drive seemed more drab and boring than ever, not to mention the Dursleys themselves who cracked down on him like never before.
While he previously enjoyed a level of freedom afforded to him by the Dursleys, he was now grounded to his room and fed through a cat-flap, Harry cursed his fate as he was hoping to catch up on his muggle schoolwork during the summer, by perusing the Public Library that was two blocks down from Privet Drive.
Unfortunately, Harry had to spend his time locked up in Dudley's spare bedroom, reading ahead on magic, trying to learn the practical through the theory, shaking his head in amusement at the similarity to Hermione's study techniques, the one that he spent almost the entire year trying to dissuade her from.
He had gotten Hermione's landline number on the train ride back however he hadn't had an opportunity to escape from his room and use the phone.
Presently, he was practicing his ticket to freedom, wandless magic.
Harry had several books on the topic, the theory was basically to forcefully push magic out of your fingers, which was hard to do because a lot of the energy was lost in transit and it was not as efficient as using a wand.
Harry had been practicing pushing magic through his finger to perform the alohomora charm on the padlock that kept him shut in his room.
His ideal time for breakout was between 11:30 and 12:00, when Dudley was at school, Vernon was at work and Petunia was meeting her dietician (cuz she totally needed one) at the other end of the city.
"Alohomora." Harry whispered urgently, pressing his finger against the door, at about where the lock was on the other side, as he heard the front door slam shut and Petunia's car engine rev up.
The door shuddered slightly and Harry heard slight clicking sounds from the lock but upon trying the handle, the door wouldn't budge.
"Alohomora!" Harry said again, pushing the entire weight of his sizeable magical core into the spell, this time the door clicked louder and Harry heard the telltale thud of the padlock falling off the door on the other side.
Harry grinned jubilantly, his first piece of true wandless magic, and younger than any recorded wizard in the past.
Harry was feeling a larger drain on his core than a hundred alohomoras but his magical core was definitely large enough to handle the drain.
The door swung open.
Harry scooped up the padlock as he walked down the stairs.
He dialed the number into the telephone and waited for someone to pick up.
"Emma Granger, Granger dental practice, how may I help you." A voice said at the other end, sounding vaguely like a grown-up Hermione.
"Hi, this is Harry, Harry Potter, could I speak to Hermione?" Harry asked, putting on his most butter-up-ey polite voice.
"Ah, Harry!, Hermione's told us about you, you really must come over some time." The woman's voice thawed a few degrees, as practiced professionalism slipped into carefree joviality in a manner reminiscent of Hermione again, reminding Harry of the friend he hadn't seen for almost a month.
Harry heard Hermione's mum call out for her a few times before getting back on the line, "She's on her way, so when can I speak to your relatives to organize a play date?" Hermione's mother chattered on till the phone was snatched from her hand.
"Mum!" Hermione's exasperated voice carried over the phone.
"Hey Hermione." Harry started somewhat awkwardly, the idea of a telephone was still somewhat novel to him.
"Hello Harry, sorry about that, I don't have many friends so mum was really happy that I made a friend. She's wanted to invite you over for the entire summer. She was quite put out when I didn't have your phone number, why didn't you call earlier, it's been half the summer? Have you done your holiday homework? How was the essay for Potions, I found it hard to research for without the library?" Hermione's seemingly endless excitable chatter came over the phone clearly.
"My relatives don't like me using their phone, yes, yes and easy enough." Harry responded to her questions one by one as he had learned to do.
"Oh." Hermione sounded a bit contrite to have forgotten about his situation with the Dursleys.
"You can always come over here." Hermione said hopefully.
"Hmm, I don't think my relatives would really care so I can probably come over for the rest of the summer. Where do you live?"
"Insert London Address here" Hermione replied, "My parents run their dental business in the plot below our apartment."
"I can get there today and stay for the rest of summer, would your parents mind? Harry asked.
Hermione talked to her mother for a second.
"She says that she has to speak to your relatives, but you're most welcome."
Harry hesitated, "I'll have them call this evening."
"Will they let you come?" Hermione's voice was laced with concern.
"They'll do anything to get rid of me." Harry said, with certainty that did nothing to allay Hermione's worry.

*** That evening, Granger Household

Emma picked up the phone, expecting Harry's relatives.
From what she'd heard of the boy, he was nice and polite, as Hermione's first friend ever, he was always welcome at her house, so she'd readily agreed to let Harry come over.
"Emma Granger, Granger Dental practice, how may I help you."
"Listen here, Potter said you're willing to take him off me for the rest of summer." Vernon's gruff voice came across the speaker.
Emma frowned, no safe guardian should sound like that.
"Yes, I and my husband are willing to house Harry for the rest of the summer vacations."
"Okay then, you sure you can't keep him with you for all summers?" Vernon asked, the hope in his voice disgusting the loving mother.
"I'm sure we can arrange for Harry to come over for part of the holidays each year."
The phone was abruptly cut from the other end and Emma frowned in disapproval, she would need to have a chat with her daughter's new best friend.
*** End of Chapter

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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 "This is not the date I had in mind," Laney said Saturday afternoon as she bounced along a rutted gravel road in the crew cab of one of the Hawthorne Hills ranch pickups, crammed between Zach and Josie Riley in the front seat. They were headed toward a private airstrip on the ranch, where Quinn Shannon kept his plane.
"No, I can see that." Josie held tight to the handle above the door. "But the boys will have fun, and when the fires continue, we'll be able to prove it wasn't them."
"Fun?" Parker snorted from the back. "You got us jobs on a stinking farm." Though he was keen about the adventure and getting out of town, he hadn't been thrilled with the plan to send him to work for a former college intern at the library, who'd married and moved to a farm in the north. "Same crap as around here, but with llamas and goats."
Personally, Laney thought it was the most brilliant idea Miss Mamie had ever had, though Laney was going to miss Parker desperately. He'd never been away for more than a few days. But she put on a brave face, for his sake.
"Trust me," she said. "It won't be that bad. You remember, Jenna, and she's not going to be a slave driver. Besides, she's paying you minimum wage on top of your room and board. That's more than you'd earn mowing lawns."
"But goats? Ick. And llamas? They're big and stinky, and they spit," Jacob groused.
"Sounds like teenagers," Josie replied with a laugh. "You'll be fine."
"Give it up. You'll work, earn money, and meanwhile, have verifiable airline tickets from Dallas to Minneapolis," Zach said cheerfully. "Nobody - no court in the world - will believe you could have snuck back here from Minnesota to set any fires."
"As long as nobody knows they're gone," Josie agreed.
Laney nodded. "Nobody knows except the five of us in this truck, your dad and Miss Mamie."
"Exactly." Zach just grinned. "And Quinn, of course, since he's the one flying the plane to Dallas."
"Don't remind me." Laney wasn't sure about that part of things, either. She didn't know Quinn Shannon well enough to trust him piloting a small plane with her nephew and Jacob on board. "I still think we could have just driven."
"But then someone might have seen you all heading out of town. This way, you all just drove out for an afternoon on the ranch. When you go back separately, no one will notice that the boys aren't with you." He made the outlandish plan sound almost reasonable, so Laney shook her head and shut her mouth. A few minutes later, they reached the ranch's airstrip. Laney hugged Parker goodbye before he and Jacob climbed into Quinn's plane.
"I'll take good care of them until they board their flight to Minnesota," Zach's younger brother promised, a twinkle in his bright blue eyes and dimples bracketing his smile. He gave Laney a quick kiss on the cheek before he climbed into the cockpit. "Sorry, I'm going to miss dinner. Don't let Mother get to you." He saluted his brother then got into the plane.
Laney and the others watched until the small aircraft was out of sight. Zach wrapped one arm around each of the women and squeezed their shoulders. "They'll be fine. To a pair of kids that age, a month-long job in another state, with free room and board is like winning the lottery. They'll be back before you know it - hopefully cleared."
Josie patted Zach on the cheek as he handed her up into the cab of the truck. "I know dear. I raised two boys once already, don't forget." She turned to Laney as Zach climbed in and the truck began to move. "You call me sometime tomorrow and let me know how your dinner went. Better you than me, girl."
Laney made a face. Today, she was having dinner with Zach's parents instead of the private evening she'd been hoping for. He'd explained that he'd shifted it from Sunday to Saturday to help cover-up Parker's departure, so she couldn't complain. Unfortunately, her stomach didn't seem to agree.
They drove back to the ranch house where Josie had left her car, then she drove back to town while Laney walked beside Zach, into his family's palatial home. Her insides were still threatening to revolt, but she smiled and held her head up as Zach introduced her to his parents. Of course, she already knew who they were, and the sheriff, at least, had met her a time or two at the library, but this was different. She couldn't believe she was standing here in the elegant living room at Hawthorne Hills, sipping club soda and trying to make small talk with one of the founding families. It would be easier if Zach's sister was there. At least, she and Laney knew one another a little. They'd only been a year apart in school. Though since Xan had been Laney's doctor for the past couple years, maybe that wouldn't have been so comfortable after all. At least, nobody here now - Zach included - had ever seen her naked.
The banked heat smoldering in his eyes told her he planned to change that, tonight.
Shaking off the shiver that ran down her spine at that image, she turned back to Mrs. Shannon. "Actually, we're seeing a real upswing in the popularity of young adult and middle grades literature," she replied. The question had been something about whether children read anymore. "Popular series like Harry Potter and Twilight have certainly brought teens and preteens back into the library. The popularity of e-books is starting to show an impact, too. Did you know there are systems in place for libraries to buy and loan digital copies for the more common electronic readers? I suspect Miss Mamie will be bringing that to the library board after she's finished getting this year's summer reading program up and running."
"Mamie was always a crusader," Ysabel Shannon said with a wry shake of her head. In that moment, her expression looked so much like Zach's that Laney couldn't help but smile back.
"I suspect she always will be," Laney agreed. "I'm very fortunate to have had her for a mentor. Being one of her high school library pages was a turning point in my life. Having her recommend me for scholarships at UT is the reason I have a career today. I owe her a great deal."
"Really? You went to UT?" Zach's mother looked shocked. "So did I."
Zach slid his arm around Laney's waist, letting her feel his warmth through her simple white rayon shell and pink linen skirt. "See? You two have more in common than you thought you did. Mother, tell Laney what you studied."
"Literature, primarily," she said. "I minored in French and Italian."
"Amazing - English lit was my minor, with a library science major, of course. I've studied some French and a little Italian, mostly on my own with the last one. It would be wonderful to read some of the Renaissance literature in the original text." Laney flashed Zach a grateful smile for opening the topic. "I wonder - my favorite English professor had been there for years. Did you ever have..." From there, the conversation was off and running.



Author:
Cindy Spencer Pape firmly believes in happily-ever-after and brings that to her writing. A multiple award-winning author, she has published almost sixty novels and stories. When not hard at work writing, she can be found restoring her 1870 house, dressing up for steampunk parties and Renaissance fairs, or with her nose buried in a book. Visit her website: www.cindyspencerpape.com.

Zach Shannon is back in town, and tiny Hawthorne, Texas will never be the same. When the local military hero comes home and starts working for his father, the sheriff, one of his first cases is a string of minor fires that everyone seems to blame on a handful of teens from the wrong side of town. Even worse, Zach is rapidly falling for Laney Burroughs, a quiet librarian whose Goth nephew is the suspected ringleader. Their attraction deepens but both have too many responsibilities and too much baggage to make it easy, especially with Zach’s wealthy family, Laney’s nephew, and the entire town looking on.

The summer was spent reading papers about the ministry who was in a uproar still they had a lot they had to fix and complaints from other ministry's who had went to the game. they had a lot of political backlash and fudge was trying to fix his image. he increased auror payment and such bought them new dragon hide armors and went all put to restore his public image he went of rally and held banquets the only thing the man knows is how to hold public opinion and sweeten them up. the Azkaban breakout was practically swept under the rug. Noone wanted to talk about the dementors. which are now up to 300 in his dark landscape feeding and mating quite well. his inferius were now running around killing rabbits he had released into the zone getting a bit smarter and faster. let me just repeat that running zombies are scary. inferius however don't have any like contagion they are just reanimated bodies not like true zombies. their flesh has been in handed by magic not to rot and they don't need food he just wanted them to be able to kill better. the dementors kinda just Floated around doing some odd dividing thing it was strange to watch he had also put other dark creatures in there to grow like red caps little goblins like creatures who live in bloody battlefields and hinkypunks a small little fuzzy creature who leads others to their doom with a little light in swamps and dark places. he had put the boggart there as well he had taken over a hallow tree. he kept the venomous tentacular and the Devils snare in just a regular field with sprinklers and special plot dirt that they loved. the ocean was also going well sadly he didn't have any boats or anything intelligent at the moment to go in there he also had a small lake filled with the special pond water for fresh water fish turtles prawns and the like they were huge he wanted to snag some endangered animals from some zoos in London and help get them back up to not endangered like rhinos and the like it was a good deed and he just hadn't gotten around too it. he had about 50 unicorns now still only 1 basalisk and dragon 1 troll and 1 cerberus they were all at least double the size of a regular one he had bought some nice armor for the troll who now smelled much better and was looking like a small giant. he even gave him a giant great sword and let him practice in the dungeon. Bella was still his sexy personal maid the tonks had been let out of the kingdom they had jobs still. and even lupin was let out to try to convince some decent werewolves to join the kingdom most werewolves didn't have good jobs or anything like that cause of ministry suppression so Ryan offered them a safe place there currently was no moon in his kingdom so they wouldn't have to worry about changing it would take a bit for lupin to get back he was also looking much better without having to suffer through changes getting proper food and potions to fix his body lily had forced him to wear nicer clothes he no longer looked like a man of 60 and now looked the proper 30ish in spare time lily was often in the library or practicing potions. James and Sirius were either gaming or acting like heroes in the dungeon like grown children. they also worked on the motorcycles. Ryan really needed some vehicles before he left this world. 

now it was the end of the summer and time to head back after they had shopping at the alley for books clothes and replacement gear Ryan could just store them in his gate for auto repair which he did after buying 3 of each kind of cauldron and inscription kits for runes. he even bought some ward stones but he didn't know enough to really use them yet. his funds were increasing at a fast pace from the increased farm plots which he was dumping into buildings and kingdom upgrades after he save up 50 million gp he had acromantula silks wines pearls from clams dragon blood which all sold very well to the system and after close to 90 days of profit and saving he was quite well off again. he had spent some cash on vibranium throwing knives for his gate and personal use. he bought what he dubbed the castle breaker it was a 2 ton ball of pure admantium about the size of a small car for his Gate of Babylon. bigger is often better and it was a lot cheaper than vibranium the 2 ton ball was about 2 mil it would have cost about 200mil for vibranium as it known as one of the strongest metals in existence adamantium is also strong but it's farther down there list he just wanted something big and destructive. sure he could use iron but who wants a big iron ball when you can use legendary metal. 

The next day they were seen off by the parents at the train station and headed off to hogwarts for an exciting year at school.

Reincarnation? Wishes? A System? Magic? Harem? Pudding? This story has all of those. Multiverse travel, kingdom building, fan boy dreams come true in this wild story starting in the Harry Potter world. Instantly op character? nope. sharingan at the start? nope. shameless Mc? yep. shameless comedy? yep. NTR. nope. 

Just to let everyone know this is my first story English is my native language I planned 0 chapters in this whole book and I literally started writing it because I simple wanted to read it myself. It contains parts from bringing the farm to another world, shadow hack, and supreme Anime system. leave any advice you want I read all comments and try to take them into account.


(disclaimer I only own my characters I personally make) also there will be some grammar errors and some plot holes think of this as a rough draft I'm just winging it basically at this point lol doing well so far tho I plan to go back later to fix small things like speech and paragraphs sometimes I miss things. be gentle it's my first time.

19 years ago (before the events on Entry No. 1)

~~o0o~~

Carrie woke up due to the buzzing sound of her alarm clock.

'Hello, first day of school', sabi niya sa sarili habang bumabangon mula sa higaan niya.

Habang bumababa siya mula sa taas ng double-decker bed ay napansin niya ang iba niyang mga dorm mates na isa-isang nagsisibangon. 

"Ano ba naman 'yan. Gusto ko pang matulog. Pwedeng bukas na lang ang Monday? I wanna sleep," said Nikki, isa sa limang dormmates niya sa Goldwest Fields School. 

Goldwest Fields School is an elite high school where children of influencial families from all over the country attend. Some are from families owning big businesses while some are from political families. Sons and daughters of celebrities, and even young celebrities themselves, are studying here, too. 

The school, as seen from above, forms a big trapezoidal shape. As seen on the front, it has an enormous, 15-foot tall, black steel gates. High class din ang security ng school dahil na din sa estado ng buhay ng mga nag-aaral dito.

Pagpasok ng gate, makikita ang napakaluwag na driveway papasok sa loob ng school premises. Along the sides are colorful flower beds with a variety of beautiful flowers.

A few meters from the gate, at the center, was a big fountain and a tall clock tower, with the driveway forming a big letter "O" around it.

At the back of it facing the gate was the main building, the Gold Hall. It has six floors and a big entrance at the center of the first floor, leading to the inner parts of the campus. It has the name of the school at its topmost part and the school's seal below it. The building holds all the offices, conference rooms, and the infirmary. 

At the heart of the campus, fronting Gold Hall's big entrance was a soccer field to the left and an oval track to the right. Between them were two flagpoles, one having the Philippine flag and the school's flag on the other. 

To the left, beside the soccer field was the school library, the Jewel Hall. Next to it was the Diamond Hall, which holds all of the students' laboratory activities. At the back of both buildings was a mini forest with benches and kiosks where students can cool down and spend their free times in peace. 

To the right, beside the oval track were the two 6-story adjacent buildings, Opal and Jade Halls, where all the classrooms are located. At the back of these buildings was a wide parking area.

Next to the soccer field and oval track were three buildings facing the Gold Hall (from left to right): Silver, Ruby, and Crystal.

The sports center, Silver Hall, is where all indoor sports activities are held. It also has a big swimming pool inside.

The Ruby Hall is a two-story building with a big function hall on the ground floor, where the school holds various occasions, and the theater room on the second floor.

The Crystal Hall has the school cafeteria on the first floor, student organizations and club rooms on the second, and a rooftop where students hold their club activities. The rooftop has a mechanical roof, which can be spread out during rainy days and kept on the sides during sunny days with just a single press of a botton.

At the back of these three buildings was a wide enclosed cemented space which can be used as basketball, volleyball, or tennis courts. Athletes often spend their free times here. Students named it the "Sports Corner". 

Goldwest Fields School also has its own condominium-type dormitories inside the campus located at the back of the school premises. Facing each other were the female dorm, Sapphire Hall (left), and the male dorm, Emerald Hall (right), both with six floors which houses all of the school's students, faculty and staff.

These buildings were the biggest ones in the campus, with the both of them occupying 30% of the whole school's land area. Both dorms were separated by a mini garden, with a fish pond at the center and a small fountain in the middle of it. They also have car pick-up and drop-off areas fronting their entrances.

The first floors of each building are for the faculty and staff, and from the second to the fifth floors are for the students. The sixth floors have a mini pool, a gym containing various workout equipments, shower rooms, vending machines and a number of bleachers on the sides. A wide fluffy carpet can also be seen there. Everyone calls it the "Entertainment Space" which covers about one-third of the floor's whole area. Students can play games or sleep there or watch a movie since there is a wide flat screen TV on front. Both buildings have rooftops, too. 

Each dorm room was big enough to accommodate a maximum of six occupants. Basically, it has all the things one needs in a house. Each room has, at the very least: three sets of big double-decker beds with adjacent bookshelves; six individual study tables and chairs; a long study table suitable for group discussions or as a dining table; three big cabinets for clothing and a number of smaller ones; a small kitchen; its own lavatory with a large human size mirror attached to the wall; and, a shower room with three separate shower cubicles and a bath tub. Carrie's dorm room is on the third floor, Room No. 5.

Napakaswerte nga kung maituturing si Carrie dahil nakakapag-aral siya sa napakarangyang eskwelahan na ito. Kung tutuusin, ni wala sa kalingkingan ng mga buhay ng kanyang mga kaklase ang estado ng buhay ng pamilya niya.

Nakatira siya sa isang probinsiya, malapit sa tabing-dagat kung saan pangingisda ang pangunahing ikinabubuhay ng mga naninirahan doon.

Mangingisda ang ama niyang si Gary samantalang mananahi naman ang kanyang inang si Erika. Pangalawa si Carrie sa tatlong magkakapatid.

Ang ate niyang si Samantha ay kasalukuyang nag-aaral sa kolehiyo sa isang malaking unibersidad sa bayan. Third year college na ito sa kursong Computer Science. Ang kanilang bunsong kapatid na si Lester naman ay Grade 6 na sa pinapasukan nitong public school sa lugar nila. Siya naman ay graduating student na rin sa Goldwest Fields. 

Maraming mga kabaranggay nila ang hanga sa kanilang pamilya. Ang swerte nga daw ng mag-asawang sina Gary at Erika dahil matatalino ang kanilang mga anak.

Scholar ang kanyang ate sa university na pinapasukan nito, na gumraduate bilang isang honor student nang magtapos ito ng high school. Si Lester naman ay malaki ang tsansang maging bronze medalist kapag nagtapos na ito ng Grade 6. Valedictorian naman si Carrie noong gumraduate siya sa elementary.

Isang hulog ng langit ang pagpasok niya sa Goldwest Fields. Naging beneficiary kasi ang baranggay nila sa isang community project ng eskwelahan.

Labing-isang taong gulang siya noon nang dumating ang isang grupo ng mga guro at mag-aaral sa lugar nila mga ilang linggo pagkatapos niyang gumraduate sa Grade 6. Tatlong araw din ang mga ito sa kanila.

Nadiskubre ang katalinuhan ni Carrie sa pagtatapos ng programa nang magkaroon ng isang mini quiz game ang lahat ng mga bata. Namangha sa kanya ang isa sa mga may-ari ng GWFS na si Raul Fuentabella.

Goldwest Fields School is a family-owned school of the known Fuentabella family, na pinamumunuan ng ama ni Raul Fuentabella na si Don Jaime Fuentabella.

Nang matapos ang mini quiz ay agad siyang nilapitan ni Mr. Fuentabella. Sinamahan niya ito sa kanilang maliit na bahay upang ipakilala sa mga magulang at mga kapatid niya.

Nakita nito ang napakaraming medalya na nakasabit sa kanilang dingding, na tuluyang nag-udyok dito na mag-offer ng scholarship sa kanya. Noong una ay nag-aalangan pa ang kanyang mga magulang dahil malayo ang eskwelahan nito sa bahay nila, ngunit nang sabihin nito na may dormitoryo naman sa loob ng paaralan at ibibigay nila lahat ng mga pangangailangan ni Carrie doon ay napanatag naman ang dalawa.

Kahit na alam nilang malalayo sa kanila ang anak ay pinayagan nila itong mag-aral doon dahil sa tingin nila ay ito ang magiging daan sa pag-abot ni Carrie sa mga pangarap.

Hindi naging madali para kay Carrie ang unang mga buwan niya sa paaralang iyon. Many were looking down on her.

Pero nang maging honor student siya sa unang grading period niya sa first year, nabawasan ang mga pumupuna sa kanya.

Meron din naman siyang naging malalapit na kaibigan sa loob ng apat na taon, ang mga roommates niya sa Room 3-5 ng Sapphire Hall: Ali, Nikki, Nae, Jan, and Raii.

Alesia Montevallo, or Ali, hails from a family of doctors and nurses. Her family from his father's side owns the Montevallo Medical Center while her mother was a nurse there before. She wants to become a doctor someday like her dad. She is the Goldwest Fields' Student Council President and the Top 1 student of their batch. 

Nikki, or Nikhaila Hidalgo's family is composed of lawyers, from her grandfather, who is a Supreme Court Justice, down to her elder brother, who just passed the Bar Examinations the year before. The interesting thing was, ayaw niyang maging lawyer tulad ng mga kamag-anak niya. She wants to be a writer pero pinipilit siya ng mga magulang at lolo niya na maging abogado, na dahilan ng munting away sa pamilya nila. 

Danielle Evans, or Nae, has a half-Filipina, half-American blood. Her parents met in California where her mother's family migrated many years ago. When she was 12 years old, her father died, after which she decided to leave the US at dito na magtapos ng pag-aaral sa Pilipinas. Umuuwi lang siya sa family niya during Christmas and Summer breaks.

Jan, or Jannine Madrid came from a political family in a province around North Luzon. Her grandfather was a Governor, while her titos and titas even her own parents and elder siblings are either mayors, vice-mayors, city councilors or congressmen. She promised herself na hinding-hindi siya papasok sa mundo ng pulitika kahit kailan dahil sa sobrang gulo nito.

Rachel Gonzales, or Raii, is the only child of the President and CEO of Glimpse Corporation, which owns a chain of malls all over the country. She was treated like a princess sa bahay nila, which she never liked, kaya pinilit niya ang ama niyang i-enroll siya sa Goldwest Fields para makalaya siya sa mundong palaging nakabantay sa bawat kilos niya.

"Rii!" Jan called out to Carrie habang naliligo siya. "May package na naman para sa 'yo!"

"Paki-receive na lang. Patapos na 'ko," she replied. 

"Okay!" sabi nito then afterwards was a brief silence. "Thank you po!" narinig niyang sabi ni Jan sa nagdeliver ng package. 

Ilang sandali pa ay lumabas na siya ng banyo.

"Sige na. Maligo ka na. Thank you, ha," sabi niya kay Jan. At naglakad na ito papunta sa shower. 

"What's in it? First day of school pa lang, ah," Raii asked while pointing at the package on the long table. 

"The usual, I'm sure," sabi ni Nae na nagluluto ng breakfast nila sa kusina. 

"Oh, come on, that again?" Ali said habang naghahanda ng pagkakainan nila.

"Your secret admirer never really gets tired of it. Bakit 'di pa siya magpakilala?" sabi naman ni Nikki habang nagsasalin ng malamig na tubig mula sa pitsel.

Tinatawag nilang "secret admirer" ang nagpapadala ng package para kay Carrie. Since first year pa lang ay nakakatanggap na siya ng package at hindi ito pumapalya taon-taon.

Isang clue lang ang mayroon siya sa kung sino ito: ang may-ari ng librong napulot niya habang nagko-community program ang GWFS sa lugar nila dati.

Pangalawang araw na noon ng mga taga-GWFS sa baranggay nila nang may napansin siyang isang maliit na bagay sa buhangin habang naglalakad siya pauwi sa bahay nila mga bandang alas-singko ng hapon. Nilapitan niya ito at isang libro ang nakita niya.

Pinulot niya ito at binasa ang title: 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians - The Lightning Thief'.

Binuksan niya ang libro. Baka may pangalan ito sa loob nang maisauli niya. Ngunit ang nakita lang niya ay ang mga katagang isinulat sa cover page:

Happy 10th birthday, son! From Mama. 

"Baka taga-Goldwest ang may-ari nito. Isasauli ko na lang sa kanila bukas pagbalik nila," sabi niya sa sarili. Nagpatuloy siya sa paglalakad pauwi. 

Habang nasa bahay ay tinititigan niya ang libro. Binasa niya kasi ang teaser nito sa likod at gusto na tuloy niyang basahin ang nilalaman nito. Mahilig kasi siyang magbasa ng mga tungkol sa Greek and Roman Myths sa maliit na library sa paaralan nila. Gustong-gusto niyang tumambay sa library kasi walang manggugulo sa kanya doon.

"Hindi naman siguro magagalit ang may-ari nito kung babasahin ko. Magpapaalam na lang ako sa kanya bukas," sambit niya sa sarili at tuluyan nang binasa ang libro.

Pinagpuyatan niya ang pagbabasa kaya naman tinanghali siya ng gising. Naligo kaagad siya at nagpaalam sa ina upang pumunta sa covered court kung saan gaganapin ang mga palaro ng mga taga-Goldwest para sa mga bata.

Pagkarating niya ay agad siyang lumapit sa isang teacher at ipinakita ang librong hawak niya. Nakita niyang nagliwanag ang mukha nito at sinabing kilala niya ang may-ari na kahapon pa pala ito hinahanap.

Wala pa doon ang may-ari kaya humingi na lang siya ng isang maliit na papel upang isulat ang mensahe niya para dito. Pagkatapos ay ibinigay niya ito sa guro.

First year siya noon at katatapos lang ng kanilang first quarter examinations nang matanggap niya ang unang package. Isang note ang nakalagay sa ibabaw ng box nito:

'This is my "thank you gift" to you for returning my book. You said on your letter that you liked the story so I thought that maybe you'd like what's inside. Enjoy reading!

(Don't ever think of returning it. It's for you.)

- Mr. X' 

Inside the box was five books: the complete Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series.

Pagkatapos noon ay taon-taon na siyang nakatatanggap ng libro sa series na ito. And today she received the third book from the popular sequel series Heroes Of Olympus.

"The Mark of Athena," said Raii, reading aloud its title. "You really like this Greek and Roman stuff, don't you?"

"The events got really exciting on this installment. You better read it immediately. Mr. X," Ali reading the note accompanying the package. "The same boring note. Here, take it."

She took the note from Ali's hands and put it inside the little box on the top of her study table, which contains all the other notes she had received before.

"Can't he be more romantic when it comes to writing those notes? They're too plain," Jan said aloud from the shower.

"Ano ba kayo? Binibigyan niyo lahat ng malisya. Baka natutuwa lang kasi talaga siya na may katulad siyang fan ng series. 'Yon lang," she said to her friends while putting the new book on her book shelf beside 'The Son of Neptune' book she received last year.

"Okay. Sabi mo eh," Jan said when she got out of the shower.

Natatawa na lang siya sa mga kaibigan niya. Gaya kasi niya ay curious din ang mga ito sa identity ni Mr. X. Baka kasi may hingin daw itong kapalit sa mga ibinibigay nito sa kanya.

Ipinagkikibit-balikat na lang niya ito. Maging siya ay walang ka-ide-ideya sa tunay na intensyon ng misteryosong taong ito. 

~~O~~

Chapter Two - Mystery Credits:

"Percy Jackson and the Olympians" Series — The Lightning Thief, The Sea of Monsters, The Titan's Curse, The Battle of the Labyrinth, The Last Olympian

© 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008 and 2009 by Rick Riordan / Disney-Hyperion Books

—

"Heroes of Olympus" Series — The Lost Hero, The Son of Neptune, The Mark of Athena

© 2010, 2011 and 2012 by Rick Riordan / Disney-Hyperion Books

Carrie Mendoza was a simple girl with big dreams. She was able to attend Goldwest Fields School, an elite high school where children of influential families from all over the country attend. This is where her pursuit of greater heights started.

Fate then played its part as she got to know Kyle Fuentabella, a smart young lad from the well-known Fuentabella clan. Unbeknownst to them, certain events from the past ties both of them with an invisible red thread...

"Those Memories" is a story about two people who were bound by the string of fate, a love that started at a young age. Will it prosper? Will it be able to stand through the tests of time? 

Do you believe in "coincidences"? Is there such a thing as "destiny"? 

Let Kyle and Carrie's story show you the meaning of love and the ups and downs that go with it. Let this story prove to you that "forever" exists - within our hearts... 

Enjoy reading! 

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"The moments we share are the moments we keep forever." - Catherine Pulsifer

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Language: Filipino, English 

Also available on Wattpad with the same title.


 On the colossal St. Ancestral Mountain range, sunlight shined through the gap between the mountains into the deep canyons. On the hillside beside the valley, some snow remained.
Even though it's already the early summer, the snow has yet to melt. The cold here is exceptionally long. The roars of beasts can occasionally be heard.
On the surface of the valley stood a magnificent city.
The world outside of the St. Ancestral Mountains has been occupied by the beasts. The people living in the mountain range have not contacted the outside world for hundreds of years.
The people who live in the city are unsure of the situation of the outside world. It's been recorded that at the most glorious period of mankind, having thousands of Legend rank Fighters and Demon Spiritualists, the humans established many empires in the vast continent, but those empires have been wiped out.
The city, due to being stealthily located geographically, was well preserved from the Age of Darkness. They would occasionally encounter attacks from powerful Snow Wind Beasts within the St. Ancestral Mountains, however, after going through numerous devastating conflicts, the city was be rebuilt again and again.
These motley walls were an indomitable monument.
This city is called Glory City, and it is a symbol of hope for humanity.
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Northern Glory City, Tian Kui Family Lands, Patriarch's House
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Glory City was the home of Fighters and Demon spiritualists. Each category had their own levels of cultivation. Stating with Bronze Rank, then Silver, Gold, Black Gold and finally Legend rank. A family's position in the city was based off of the rank of demon spiritualists that they produced. To become an aristocratic family, the family needed to produce a Gold rank Deon spiritualist, Noble families had to produce one Black Gold rank demon spiritualist, and a major family had to produce three Black Gold demon spiritualists, or one Legend rank.
The Tian Kui family is only an aristocratic family with its only Gold rank demon spiritualist being Chi Feng, the patriarch. The Tian Kui family has primarily only fighters instead of demon spiritualists. The family money is made through farming of crops, and alchemy herbs. They make some money through their fighters and the fighter's guild, but very little.
The prize of the Tian Kui family was the son of the patriarch, Chi Kai. Chi Kai has a green soul realm. When it comes to soul realms there are seven different kinds, each having a meaning of the potential one might have to become a demon spiritualist. The seven soul realms are Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, and Azure. Red meant one had poor potential and could only become a fighter instead. Orange and yellow only meant you had average potential, but yellow has more potential than orange. Green soul realms were rare and meant one has great potential, Cyan soul realm meant one is considered a genius and has outstanding potential. Azure soul realm hadn't been seen in centuries and is only considered legend.
Since Chi Kai had a Green soul realm, he is considered the genius of the Tian Kui family and is their hope to become a noble or major family. Therefore, the pressure that Chi Kai is under is very great.
Due to the pressure added onto him, Chi Kai was desperate to start cultivating before going to the Holy Orchard Institute. which highly recommended against. Due to no teacher being present and a poorly chosen cultivation method that he took from his family's library, Chi Kai underwent a cultivation deviation. when this happens, it means that something has gone very wrong and the person undergoing a cultivation deviation can be gravely injured.
Chi Feng, the patriarch of the Tian Kui family, was currently pacing outside the room that was for his only son. Chi Kai, his only son had an accident while trying to force his cultivation. Chi Kai only had a month before he would be going to the Holy Orchard Institute, if he had just waited everything would have been fine.
Chi Kai was currently laid in his room hanging by a thread, as his soul force was slowly slipping away.
The Family called a physician to come treat Chi Kai. Ye Du is one of the best physcians that glory city had to offer. Ye Du had been raised from a yound age in the Snow Wind family to be a physciain. He had spent many years honing his craft.
Ye Du slowly stepped out of the child's room with a sullen look on his face.
"I am sorry Patriarch, but it seems that Chi Kai doesn't have much longer to live. The boy has severely damaged his meridians,and His soul force is slowly slipping away."
Chi Feng had to keep a neutral face for appearances, but on the inside, he was in turmoil. His wife had died in childbirth, and he only had his son with him to keep him together. Without his son, and wife he was nothing.
Not very many people new, but the Tian Kui family was deeply family oriented and was extremely Loyal people once they had made a connection. With such strong family connections it made the loss of a familymember that much devastating.
Unbeknownst to them, the soul force in the room started to stir above Chi Kai, as the last of Chi kai's soul force slowly slipped away. There was a rush of energy into Chi Kai.
Chi Kai jolted awake. Whipping his eyes around the room to gather as much information as possible.
'where am I? wasn't I Just in the library? Where did the flames go?' the soul inside of Chi Kai was no longer Chi Kai, but another.
The soul that now lived within Chi Kai's body was that of a man from another world. another world were soul force, and soul realms didn't exist.
It only took a few minutes for him to see what was going on before memories of life that wasn't his slowly started to appear in his mind. Flashes of family member that he knew the names of but had never met before. what are soul realms? what are demon beasts? This was all so confusing. He needed time to go through these new memories to figure out were they had come from.
At that time the door to his room slowly slid open, two men slowly walked in. Chi Feng, to say his last goodbyes, and Ye Du, to ease the boy into his next life.
Both were surprised to find Chi Kai weakly holding his eyes open.
"Chi Kai! You're awake! How are you feeling?" his father rushed to him.
Ye Du was hurriedly going over Chi Kai to see what was happening.
"This is a miracle patriarch; his soul force is returning. His vitals are starting to steadily come back up. He is starting to recover!
As Ye Du was rushing to help his body come back to stability. Chi kai, as he learned of his new name, slowly slipped back into unconsciousness.
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 After a few days of being unconscious Chi Kai's mind was able to assimilate and merge the new soul and memories together. Chi Kai was amazed that his soul had actually transmigrated into a new body. He couldn't really remember much of his old life. He had a few memories, but He could remember people that well, everyone's faces were blurred and he couldn't bring his eyes to focus. He couldn't even remember his own Name from his previous life. All he could remember In full clarity was right before everything went dark, he was in a library that was on fire. He was the librarian there and was trying to save everything that he could. Apparently, he didn't do very well.
'Looks like the only option I have is to recover and live this life.' He thought.
His body was still very sore, but he was able to move around a lot more than when he first woke up. He needed to get up and gather more information. His memories were there but he couldn't make a whole lot of sense of them. what he needed was context. He needed to learn more of this new world to make sense of all these new memories.
Chi Kai called for the family members attending to his needs to bring him some books. Preferably history books, that way he could learn more about the new world that he was now living in. He needed to know about his new family, what dangers that one might need to watch for.
After reading through multiple of the books that were brought to him, and some well placed questions he Learned that he was the heir of an aristocratic family in a place called Glory City. In a world of cultivation, with soul force, demon beasts, and a world that was solely based on becoming the strongest. He needed to find his way to the family library after going to see his family. He needed to read as much as possible and prepare for this savage world.
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After meeting with his father, he was able to find out what happened to him. In his desperation to make his family proud he had forced his own cultivation to go berserk. This caused a huge strain on his body and he had almost died.
After learning of this he promised his father that he would wait to get to the Holy Orchard Institute before Cultivating. He was able to talk his father into letting him back into the Family Library under supervision to start reading more about soul force and meridians that was he would be ahead before he finally went to school.
As he arrived into the library, which was meager at best. It had to be one of the smallest libraries that he had stepped in. Under the supervision of one of his cousins, he sat at one of the two tables in the room to start reading over the basics. He had a few books to explain the basis of soul force, soul realms, and the meridians that were found in the human body.
Boom! His mind jolted has he was reading.
"The heaven and earth are callous, treating all beings like dogs…"
"The sun sets and the moon wanes, an imperfection appears in the heaven and earth…"
Boom!
All kind of profound adages shocked him giddy. Following which, a giant palace appears before him in his head. On it, four words glow brightly.
Library of Heaven's Path!
Opening the door, he walks in. Countless bookshelves stand tall and mighty with all kinds of books on them. The end can't be seen at a single glance. The Place had almost a heavenly glow to it. Shelves and shelves of books lined the walls. Neatly placed tables and chair throughout the brightly lit room. The beauty of the room took his breath away, it wasn't like anything that he had seen before.
"Could this be the gift pack for transcenders? A library? I was a librarian my previous life. This works out perfectly!" In my previous life i can't remember people all that well, but i can remember the joy of reading gave me. As a child and through my adulthood reading was my refuge, my get away, my happy place. I never had my own library before though.
Library? For what? It can't be that in my future fights when other people are throwing swords at me, I would be throwing books? Could these books really help me in this new world?
"Let me see what books there are."
Feeling helpless, Chi Kai reaches out to grab a book from a bookshelf to determine the purpose of this library. However, when he stretches out, his hand passed through the bookshelf, causing him to grab thin air.
Just has his hand had passed through the books, there was a jolt in his mind. Four words appeared in his mind.
Heaven's path is imperfect!
A book appeared on the table directly in front of him. The Title looked to be the exact same as the book he had in his hands just a moment ago!
[Number of flaws 103…#1 …]
There was over a hundred flaws in this book alone! I need to check the other books here, will i get the same results from those?
After checking the other few books, he had, the lowest number of flaws in one book was 93!
There was another jolt in his mind and suddenly the few books he had copied into the heaven's paths library compiled into one book!
This new book appeared on the table, with no name on the cover, and it only had 57 flaws!
Looks like he is just going to have copy more books into this new library to get a book without flaws.
'I wonder…' Chi Kai reached over to another book that lay near his seat at the table
'Flaws!' another book appeared in his mind!
Looks like he doesn't need to flip through the books at all, he only needs to touch them!
Chi Kai stood up, he needed to get to work.
He slowly made his way through the small rough touching the books on the shelves as he went. After awhile he finished coping all the books into his new library. There must be a limit on how many books he can copy at one time, because he had a major headache now.
He needed to check and see if he could compile a new book without flaws. He went into his mind, into the library of heaven's path
"Compile!" a new book appeared with now title, and it still had 37 flaws. Looks like my families library really isn't that big. I need to see if this world as access to a public library.
He opened this new book, and it was so much better than the first few books he went through! He couldn't help but keep reading. It felt like hours that he stayed in his mind reading the book. Chi Kai was careful while reading and studying, he noted down the flaws and page they were on. That way he can Read and try to study later on why these mistakes were wrong, and learn how to fix them.
That is why he was confused when he finally came to, it didn't look like much time had passed from the position of the sun he saw through the window. It looked like the sun and only shifted an hours worth of time. Looks like time in his mind is slower! That will be something to definitely look into later, and test the parameters of.
Since he had copied all the books into his new library, there was no point in staying here. Chi Kai stood up to make his way back to his room. He didn't even pay attention to the weird look that his cousin gave him as they left.
He needed to get back to his room and study!
 

Chi Kai is the son of the Patriarch of the Tian Kui family from glory city. Follow him throughout his adventure while he tries his best in a world where survival of the fittest reigns supreme.

I walk through my dreams like I've lived a whole life there, most times they are about a recent book I read. That is one of the things I do a lot and I'm not just saying that I really do read almost all day long. If I'm not reading I am probably watching some movie or anime series, yes you can probably guess I haven't done much with my life. let's start where it all began.

Back in middle school I loved to read books so much so that when I was grounded they took away my books instead of saying I couldn't go out with friends or no tv/games. yes I was a pretty strange kid compared to some being a 12 year old in America at the time(2012 No less). when I was grounded my next best thing was video games because they told stories as well at the time my video game collection was pretty sparce using an old dell business computer that ran windows xp (let's just say I got really good at minesweeper). even before I found books video games were still present. I still remember my mom gifting me an original Xbox she won in a contest it came with one game and it was a racing game not a lot of story just races.

After a while of getting in trouble I got grounded while i was grounded so I lost games as well suffice to say my box of legos was not very entertaining for a 12 year old mainly because I didn't like to make things up myself it felt so tedious that I had to work so hard to make up shapes and other things people already. i also didn't have many friends so instead I slept, and I slept hard. I don't remember much of my dreams then but I do remember one that was about magic and there was a really dark forest that went on forever in a sea of trees, other than that though I don't remember.
A couple of months later I was officially free and it felt like freedom I got to read again, it was so much fun, I would imagine it being like a drowning mans next breath of air. I didn't goto sleep that night instead I stayed up reading, when morning came I was tired but the book just got to THAT PART that is just so interesting and catching you can't stop, i read through that day as well. after dinner I got so tired I slept couldn't keep reading.
the next morning felt so sluggish like the morning after you get drunk but not enough for a hangover. well after a week of being late for school because I was busy reading parents up an sold all my books. ALL of them like really I was almost done reading them! I never read another book until after basic training 4 or 5 years later.
things changed after I lost my collection I switched to video games and because they didn't want me up all night reading whenever Christmas came around it was games instead of books. birthday? video game. my dad was an avid gamer always tried to keep his pc updated and sent old games I could run on my pc to me. me and my dad were always great at games but I could never compete with him, and it totally didn't have to do with me playing the games for the stories instead of for the high scores(of you can't tell this sentence is sarcasm read this again).

flash forward to the start of high school I was big on video games by then my computer had upgraded to a brand new one from my birthday me and my dad built it together good memories there. I remember when i tried to play morrowwind on it. that was when I realised I didn't like challenging games i liked to play and get the story, maybe different endings (those were my favorite).

at the start of high school I didn't really have a lot of friends because I didn't have many in middle school. my dad recommended me to join the ROTC there, he said he did and he had fun when he was in high school. So I did and the first year was fun and it started with ROTC especially when I started competing. I had so much fun I spent 14 hours of day at school I woke up at 5 to get to practice went to school than got home around 7 after the other practice you can imagine I didn't have a lot of time for video games especially because all that practice was physally demanding. 

1 year later 2 year in high school this I would consider the real start of high school for you actually have to do something to pass your classes I met a girl in my math class (insert joke about about girls causing problems in highschool here [ps: this is the joke I'm not sexist]). We started talking about a lot of things our school football team things like that, than we got to books she loved to read book I got to see her library once well less of a library and more of a whole wall of books and all books I wanted to read. her name was Alex I had the biggest crush on her at one point than found out she was lesbian so we kinda grew apart shallow I know but it's high school things like this happen. anyways after seeing those books some of them I used to read myself I started to want to read again, but I had no books i was still forbidden to read so I put my frustration put on video games during this time I was playing a lot of modern warfare 2 I loved the story and the way it flowed but it was really the first game I really played on steam I have logged over 500 hours  on that game alone I got every achievement for single player even the ones for veteran difficulties and also got most for the multiplayer which at this point I had everything unlocked and was max level I loved the multi player.

at this point I was starting to show up late sometimes to practice because I wasn't sleeping early enough. I went one more year like that and over summer I played so many video  games I swear I dreamt about sheaperd in mw2 around this time skyrim came out and I played the heck out of it  (I didn't get as many hours of playtime because 3rd year of high school is the hardest around 200hours). 3rd year rolls around I've dropped out of all practices because it was all boring again nothing new same old stuff. I was still busy keeping my grades up especially that foreign language credit that is needed to graduate.

4th year felt like being a freshman again except youre the one who makes fun of the freshmen.

nothing important happened then so I graduated and I wanted adventure something new so I went and joined the US Airforce. If I knew what I knew about it than I would have waited unroll now to join. long story short my addiction to video games got the better of me some nights during training and I ended up sleeping in, combined with my selective forgetfulness  (I kid you not I forgot my boots one time). luckily I wasn't in that long so I got an entry level discharge (look it up if you don't know) after I got back I found books to read online and read I did but because I didn't have school and at the time no work to deal with

this is about the time where I realised something special about my dreams.

at one point in high school I played a game where you create your own games and other people play them but this wasn't like legos using only blocks this was a program and once they started to abandon the Lego building style I started to learn it you could import meshes from other programs like blender so I started learning how to use it during this time I started dreaming up wire frames i wanted to tell a story using this game a story without words. I spent a long time on this and I can say to this day that I am self taught at how to use blender and that I ended up really famous on that game for my builds

that was the first clue because I was spending so long learning how to use blender I started dreaming up wire frames or if I was having a really hard time with a specific thing I would dream how it looked and be able to re create it the next day.

now after my attempt at trying to get a stable job i went back to reading. It started out with books i had already read then spread and spread till I found whole websites filled with books to read some exciting some not and they all had one HUGE thing in common they were all fiction and that's what I like. the wilder the better.

one day I met a girl and we planned on getting married and we had a kid a beautiful daughter we named Angela love her so much. I don't know what happened after we came out of the hospital after she gave birth she said she was through with me and left. that hurt a lot so I went back to reading and read I did the stories around this time were mainly reincarnation stories in another world I swear I had a dream at one point i was reincarnated into alegasea  (if you don't know you haven't lived).

this is where I realised my dreams make for the best stories and I tried to write a story about a specific dream once or twice. It never turned out well. Now I'm in college for networking taking a Cisco class (super boring) so my dreams are extra vivid further making me want to write those stories out but they never seem to tell the story how I want then to but right now this one is working does this count as 4th wall break? (lol couldn't resist the humor there [and don't say it was bad because you thought it was funny at some point deep deeeep down you just don't know it])

a story about a man and his dreams that might mean he is insane or might just love books too much. don't listen to the voices in your head about this one because the pink platypusbear that sleeps like a bat doesn't like your drugs.

public library summer reading program

Public School Story's

One Summer

Remember The Name

Not Dead Yet (Harry Potter)

The Intelligent Potter

Wrong Side of Town

My Multiverse Trip

Those Memories

Heaven's Path of Demons and Gods

a series of dreams

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