Update

Hey everyone!

This blog is so I can post the things I write, like my stories, and novels etc.

I hope to post one post a day, but I will try at least post one part a week.

Please read what I have posted and come back for more tomorrow. 

I am posting one section of JLord a day at the moment, but you can read the all i have posted at once at the JLord page. 

Jboy Chapter 1

I never came up with a good name for this, so I'm calling it Jboy (its totally unrelated).

1

Mark’s Escape

Mark was watching football in his living room, his only worry was that his team would lose the game. Then, suddenly, the TV screen went red and flashed "Alert! Evacuate!" as a siren roared. Mark, startled, took no delay,

"Hailey!!!" Mark yelled at the top of his voice, "Run! Remember, Ev Route 1!"

"I'm coming!" yelled his wife from her room, her voice almost completely drowned out by the noise.

"How did he find us?" she said once they met in the basement.

"I have no idea," Mark said as he opened a trapdoor to a deeper huge hangar. It was about 30 feet high and 200 square feet wide.

He quickly climbed down a ladder to the room. As he decent Hailey followed. When they reached the bottom they rushed to something that looked like a high-tech lightweight small plane. When they reached the vehicle they hurried in. Inside there were many futuristic controls.

“I had wished we would never have to use this,” Hailey commented bitterly as Mark pushed a blue button marked "start". Then the engine started and he hurried the plane down a tunnel.

After a few minutes of driving underground, Mark pressed a button on some sort of garage opener which made the ground above open. They flew vertically like a jump jet through the opening. After they flew through the ground closed after them. They flew vertically until they were well above all trees, then he pressed a button labeled "rocket/propeller" which made the propellers retract and the rockets extend from the back.

"Buckle up," said Mark as he pulled up the plane so the nose pointed straight up, "rockets full power." He pressed again, another button.

They flew up for a while until they came to an oversized satellite then the plane docked with it automatically and Mark and Hailey walked in. Inside there was a computer and a small glass room with a button inside. Mark typed in the words onto the computer, "Superor Pandia fata Systemat Superor P 1159.” It asked for a PIN. Mark typed 4938. Then they rushed into the glass room and Hailey pressed the button.

"Have you got him and his wife?" a man said to another man both sitting in comfortable chairs.

"We had a small problem," the other man said, "he wasn't there."

 The first man, enraged said, "He wasn't there! What do you mean!!?”

"I made sure of everything s-sir," he staggered.

"Everything! If you followed everything we would be interrogating him right now!!! You followed all instructions eh. Did you surround the house, enter, and thrash it looking for him?! Did you burn the house down and blow the remaining pieces to the ground after with dynamite?! Huh?! Huh?!"

"Now that you mention it we did find something under the house after blow–“

"What was it!?"

"I was just about–“

"No more procrastination, just tell me! Every detail of everything."

"Yes Dr. Gazilleon, we found a large underground hangar under his destroyed house."

"What was in this, underground hangar of his," Dr. Gazilleon said, much softer now.

"There is an office room with a computer inside, and there is a tunnel about one hundred meters long."

"What was in the tunnel?"

"Nothing at all. Maybe it was still being dug, sir."

"Garen, my son, he would have finished it by now. Otherwise digging machines would be in the cavern. They would not waste time bringing the trucks in and out."

"Yes father," said the son finding his father was in a better mood, "Then what could it be?"

"I have no, idea." He first said curiously. Then, he grinned.

New Years Eve With the Allestad's

This is a story I wrote about a fictitious character watching my family celebrate New Years Eve. The events that the character is seeing is true, though the man himself is not real.

I saw the Allestad family through their back window, they must have forgotten to close the blinds because they were left open wide enough to see through.

I watched as four of them played the board game R.I.S.K. against each other while watching movies one after another.

They soon went to the kitchen to eat the cake that the father of the children had placed on the table in the kitchen a few minutes before. I also watched as the little ones got their faces all dirty with the frosting witch had previously topped the cake.

After they ate their cake they rushed back in to the living room to watch their movie. I could not see what they were watching due to the fact that the computer that they were watching it on was in an angle that made it look dark to me.

I heard a loud explosion, a firework; and apparently, they also heard it; because they rushed towards the frontal window to watch as their neighbors launched their fireworks throughout the neighborhood.

I took my eyes off the window for a small moment to look at the source of the explosions that filled my ringing ears. I saw a large firework that exploded in the distance. Then I looked back into the back window. I looked down at my watch that was strapped a bit tightly on my wrist, the display showed 11:59 pm. Almost New Year’s Day. The kids’ father called their mother on the phone. Then began the countdown. They counted down from 20 to 10 to 1, and then New Year’s Day was here.

They drank some sparkling cider. Then they went into the hall and got ready to go to their beds.

Then I left because there was nothing else to observe, since they had gone to their cozy, warm beds.