Novel.
A Whole New World: Pt. 1
Summary: in this new world, you find yourself to be faced with a strange man. He claims to have friends, friends who can help. Help you from what? None of this, nothing in this world feels like your own.
Length: medium.
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"Oh? Are you finally awake?"
Though soft, and cautious, the sudden voice caused you to practically leap to the ceiling. Your eyes locked onto a man, a man who stood just peeking around the corner at you.
Nothing about him appeared to be immediately threatening, but that didn't change the fact that you'd either been kidnapped, or some inter-dimensional portal had thrown you into his rather dusty house.
Let's be real, it's probably the first option, you think to yourself.
You didn't say a word. Instead, you eyed him. Your hands were raised in front of your body, prepared to perform self defensive tactics should the need arise.
"I'm not gonna hurt you. I don't even know how you got here,"
The male rounded the corner fully, allowing you a full view of him. As the sun glistened through, you made mental note of his appearance: he's slim, but doesn't seem weak. A two toned blue hair, dyed, you decided, golden earrings, piercing blue eyes- and heels? You dig it. Doesn't change the fact you don't trust him. He wore a tight black shirt and pants, but over that was a white cloak with what appeared to be card designs.
"Yeah right," you scoffed, "you do a horrible job kidnapping me and come up with an even worse lie! Atleast come up with something a little less lame than 'I don't know how you got here.'"
Was passing off your captor a good idea? Definitely not. But you did it anyways.
"Hey now," He complained, "you didn't even give me a chance to explain what happened! This is breaking and entering.
"Besides, if I was gonna kidnap you, I would've tied you up or something so you can't escape."
He tapped the side of his head as though forcefully visualizing the thought of 'logic' in your mind. Well fuck. He had a point, but that didn't make you trust him.
"I can guess by your reaction you're just as confused as I am. Or, was. You've been out for a couple of hours, and I had time to discuss with a friend possibilities of what could've happened.
"Allow me to introduce myself- I'm Ike Eveland. A novelist - you just so happened to be thrown into my house."
Ike, his name was. He stared at you expectantly, and you realized he wanted you to introduce yourself as well. Understandable.
"(Name.) (Full name.) ...nice to.. meet you? My memory feels fuzzy. ...so you're.. not a kidnapper?"
This time Ike let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "No. I just happen to be who you stumbled across. Say, where are you from?"
It was concerning how comfortable Ike looked about this whole situation. Your mind felt fuzzy and you could barely even remember the answer the question he asked. Why was he so okay with this? What did he know that you didn't? More importantly, why didn't he call the cops on you?
"...From (location). Are we anywhere near there?"
"...huh? Where's that?"
"In (district/state) , (country). Why?"
Ike suddenly looked confused. You didn't understand why, so you threw out, "on (continent)." That made him even more confused, and he motioned down the hall. "...follow me."
As the he led the way, you realized what a long hallway this was. Dark, lit by candles, with doors that branched off into more halls, and the open rooms leading to boxes of many different themes. Your curiosity was gradually getting the better of you, and it took all of your self control not to ask a torrent of questions.
Ike walked in silence, deep in thought. The only sounds from him were the slight tap, tap, taps of his heels.
Soon enough he approached what you assumed to be an office: a rustic looking desk stacked with books, quills, and ink. He rummaged through papers before pulling out a map, spreading it out, and,
"Point to me where it is you come from."
"Well I come from-"
Slowly, you trailed off. Looking at the map, you realized something: the shape of their continents. They didn't look anything remotely similar to what you know! And.. Kingdoms. Kingdoms and Queendoms and lone territories covered the map instead of states or districts or sectors.
"...where AM i?"
You finally asked. Slowly but surely, fear settled in your gut.
Ike released a soft sigh, shaking his head. "That confirms Shu's suspicions. You're not even from here. I can tell from the look on your face," He was staring at you in total disbelief.
Whilst you were staring at him in absolute terror, too shocked - too scared to speak.
This had to be a dream.
"You're here, in Tamron Queendom. More specifically, Zhilford. Close to the palace, actually, less than two days travel." Ike explained, pointing at the map and where it was labeled Zhilford.
"...this is a dream. This is.. Ike, pinch me."
You were staring to shake. Ike mightve laughed at the request had he not seen the look of fear on your face. He reached over and gently pinched your arm, and watched your face fall completely.
"Hey. Listen, I'm not the one who should explain things. I only know Shu's suspicions, and he'll be back with the others in a bit. ..why don't I get you some water? We can ask each other questions, or you can have a look around."
Ike said kindly. Something in his eyes felt so reassuring. The former distrust you felt from him was evaporating, but you latched onto just a bit of that feeling. You couldn't relax. Not just yet.
"Sure, sounds good.. ...thanks."
Your voice was quiet. Ike could only imagine just how vulnerable you felt. You couldn't even process how he might feel.
Both of you went to the kitchen in an awkward silence. He got you a glass of water, and you sat by the island before finally, you had to ask.
"How are you.. so comfortable? You don't seem that shocked about this.. I mean. I get you're still in your world, but you must be confused. ..right?"
Ike hummed, as if in thought.
"Well.. I am confused. In many ways. Confused about how our lands don't seem to match up- curious how you got here. But magic does many unexplainable things."
"Magic?"
"Well, indeed. The world practically runs from the power of magic. Sorcery, witchcraft, or even the simple belief." Ike replied, taking a dip of his water.
"..but magic isn't real. It's just something made up to make kids have more imsgination."
"...huh?"
Ike looked absolutely dumbfounded by your comment, almost as if you'd slapped him.
"...magic is very much real! What world could you possibly come from where magic isn't real?" He asked, and you felt.. oddly defensive.
"I come from a world where one could say technology is our magic. We don't make portals or potions or fight with magical fire."
You explained sheepishly. Ike simply stared before adjusting his glasses.
"....magic is real. My friend, the one I said could explain better, is a sorcerer. Ones a former demon king, as well."
Had someone said this to you where you were from, you'd have laughed it off as some cringe kid. But now, you were almost finding it believable.
"Sorcerer? I hardly even know 'er!"
"I see our sleeping beauty is awake. You gave us quite a fright."
"Ohoo, you're awake? Nicee, man!"
"Pog!"
Four voices startled you out of your staring at Ike, and your head snapped around. Four unfamiliar faces peered back at you. Once again, that feeling of pure fear was rising in your stomach, and you slid off the island chair and slinked a bit closer to Ike.
The red-headed one in- what looked to be a cloak picked up on your unease quickly. You could tell from his step back. The other three, not so much.
"Names Shu Yamino! I'm the sorcerer, anddd.. you were indeed thrown by a portal here!"
"Mysta Rias, at your service!"
"I'm Luca! It's so pog to meet you!"
One was about ikes height, with- an odd bit of hair that you personally thought looked like a banana. The other wore what looked to be a fox hat and a big grin, and the third a very large man with tattoos, a fluffy cloak, and an even bigger grin than the lasts.
"I'm Vox Akuma. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The final voice- it was a dangerous voice. If this is a world where we consider fiction real, you thought, then he must be a siren. His voice, so deep and smooth, threatened to pull you into a state of calm so smooth you thought you'd die.
"Stop crowding them! In case you'd forgotten, they're still very overwhelmed." Ike finally spoke up, ushering them back a few paces. "Shu, your suspicions were right. I've never even heard of where they're from, and (name) doesn't even recognize our map. They've never heard of Tamron Queendom, let alone Zhilford."
Shu nodded, turning his attention to you. "The night you came crashing in here, I could feel an odd shift in energy. A bit of research led me to what happened - a shift in space, if you would. Alternate Worlds have always been a possibility. I'll give a bet that even your time had ideas and theories."
When you nodded, Shu continued on. The others were paying close attention as well.
"What could've happened, though I'm not really sure- was a spell gone horribly wrong, or a large gathering of magic in one space until bam!- space gets split open, and whatever is in that space gets dropped to the nearest world.
"In many worlds, but for this scenario I'll use ours, and even in this Queendom, we've gotten odd technology. We've never seen it before, though some we've been able to recreate. So advanced and confused. It's strongly believed they were due to openings in space.
"You, in any case, are a living example of it. Portals themselves are even harder to create. If you truly don't recognize the map, then it confirms the theory."
Shu inhaled, "so long story short, space go "weee" and snatch you. Make sense?"
Your head was absolutely spinning. It made sense but Jesus, he was so confident in his explanation! So many questions, but,
"...will I be able to go back home?"
The question all five of them had truly be dreading. The all looked downcast, and you understood. But then Shu perked back up and said,
"I'll do my best! I have connections and it'll be.. good for me to learn."
"Don't you worry bout a thing! You've got us now!" The large one, Luca, threw an arm around your shoulders and stared at you with the largest of grins. Mysta jumped in, "yeah bro! We can learn all about eachother."
"You aren't alone. We made the decision to help you assuming you weren't a crazy person. Which, you clearly aren't." Vox reassured. You noticed, and were thankful for, his respectful distance. It was all so, so overwhelming.
"..thank you."
The smallest of smiles finally found its way onto your face. Ike smiled as well, "who wants to show them around? I've got some errands to run."
"If it's all the same, Ike, I wanna tag along with you. Missed some shopping on my way here."
Which left you with the three jokingly crazies. Mysta, Shu, and Luca.
Luca was the first to perk up, "I'll do it! I claim this!" "Awh cmon man, no fair! Rock paper scissors me. Right now."
Mysta demanded. You couldn't help but snicker a bit- they treated this like some sort of honor to do. You met eyes with Shu and he grinned, waving a farewell as he whisked down the halls with a quick farewell.
"Rock, paper.. scissors!" Mysta threw rock, Luca threw rock. "Again! Rock, paper, scissors!" Luca threw scissors, Mysta threw paper. "Ohh damn it!" "Yes! Pog!" Luca and Mysta both said in unison.
You chuckled softly and Ike quickly spoke up to prevent a sulking Mysta, "you can show them around Zhilford later. Sound fair?"
"Oh finee. Ike said your name was (Name), right? Catch ya later!"
As the others made their exit, you felt that same sense of unease. Completely alone with another stranger.
Luca was still smiling at you, not the least bit bothered by your unease.
"Let's go! This place is huge! We actually only recently moved in," Luca explained to you, glancing around. "This be the kitchen! And over there," Luca pointed to a rather large room, "is the dining room." Three exits through the kitchen: one from the hallway, one large opening to the living room, and then a separate dining hall. Got it.
"Alright. Got it."
"Living room.." Luca carried on explaining rooms as they went. Bathrooms, pantry, storage rooms, apparently this place was an old abandoned castle the five had bought recently.
"And coming up, we have the library."
As the blonde man opened the door for you, you felt your jaw hit the floor. It was huge! Books of all different sizes and shapes and series with shelves that went to the roof and so many books.
You were in heaven.
Luca laughed, "you look even more awestruck than Ike did! Most of the books came with the place- but there's multiple empty shelves in the back Ike wants to fill up."
You glanced back at him with a childish smile, "I remember the first time I went to a Barnes and noble-" at the look of confusion on his face you added, "-big book store. It was heaven."
This was even more so heaven because one of these books may contain anything- even a hint- on how to get back. Luca must've thought the same.
"Say, (Name), what do you do where you're from?"
"I worked as a baker. What do you do?"
"Ohh, a baker? That's cool! Vox is the best cook, but I'm not so sure he can bake. I'm a mafia boss!"
He crossed his arms with pride, but that sent a shiver down your spine. "Mafia.. boss.. right.." You muttered, and Luca smiled in response. "Ya don't gotta be scared. I know I'm big n scary," he puffed out his chest a bit, which he had a rather- large chest- "-but as long as ya don't give me reason to think otherwise, you're under my protection!"
He reassured you, holding a hand out. Unsure what he wanted, you gave him an awkward- low high five? Which caused Luca to break into a fit of laughter as he grabbed your hand and shook it.
Of course that's what he wanted-
"I think you'll fit right in."
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