Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

The Mission Calls
In the future I will be dead. For now I have one job and that is to save the world. Before all of the destruction occurred. I had a loving family. After though is not the same words. This story about the destruction in the world all began with this. I woke up in a instant when I had a horrible dream that everything was gone. The dream was not lying everything that I had came to love was gone. I looked around in the room, there was nothing left but ashes. I looked closely and noticed the walls had cracks everywhere. They kind of looked funny. It was as it was trying to make a message. It then clicked, it was a puzzle I had to solve.
But how? I asked myself.
It was simple, solve it just as you would with a puzzle. Put the pieces in the right place. I stare at the wall for hours and nothing comes in mind to what it means. I start getting a horrible headache from trying to solve this. I stopped trying and got up off of the bed.
As I looked around the room I see some more ashes, as I kneel down to touch the pile. I notice that as I touched the ashes I felt something. Underneath is something hard. It is a book that reads”Gelbert y el perro”. When I open what is left of the book I see part of a word. I then blow the ashes and dust off of the page and it says”Gelbert grita Quiero un perro, quiero un perro, quiero un perro”. I realize it is all in Spanish as I flip through the pages. I then get up off of the floor and start to look around as I hear a strange noise. When I start looking at the wall I see the door of the closet moving out of the corner of my eye.
As I get closer to the closet I hear the same noise. The next thing I know I hear my sister screaming very loud. I then grab the handle on the closet door and start pulling at it. The door does not open. I try and try but the same thing keeps happening. As I try again once more I feel a slight tug on my shirt. I turn around and see my sister. At that very moment I wonder what was moving in the closet. My sister then pulls me in for a tight hug. I place my hands around her and enjoy the moment.
An hour later we end up not knowing how to solve the puzzle on the wall. So me and my sister make an agreement. I would go outside and see if there is any signs of life, and for my sister well she is staying home to stay safe. As I walk out of the bedroom and through the kitchen there is the door to leave. My heart is racing. I am afraid of what is beyond the door. It could be anything. The world could be destroyed beyond the door. I then quickly shake myself out of it. I grab the knob and turn it so fast it was like I didn’t touch it at all. I was trapped, in panic mode. I could not function. I start banging, punching, and kicking the door to see no effect. It was like I was getting told not to leave and I still wanted to go. We needed help and there was no way I was going to let anything get in my way. I start looking around in the kitchen and see the window above the sink is broken. I try climbing up on the counters but every time I tried my feet slipped off. I start to think about how I could get up and then my sister walked in.
Sam then asked “Ashley what are you doing” I quickly responded and told her everything that was going on.
Sam tries to help me but I refused. At that moment I know that I should have let her. I try to make her stay and she will not do it. The reason she gave me was a good one.
Sam said to Ashley “It is too dangerous for you to go by yourself. You could get yourself hurt, or maybe even worse”.
I shake my head and am secretly happy that she is coming. Sam tries giving me a boost up on to the old dirty counter. I then sat on the counter when she gave me a boost up. As I am sitting I get curious about what is on the other side and look out the window. It was shocking, horrifying, disgusting, terrible, sad, and horrible at what was out there. My sister then wanted to see and got up on to the counter and had the same reaction. We both start removing the glass that was left on the window and I cut myself on the glass. My sister went to the bathroom when she saw the cut. When she got back I was taking the final piece of glass and throwing it into the sink. I turned around and saw my sister had found some fabric and decided to sew it up. I jumped off the counter and went looking for my sewing bag. Sam went into the living room to go and see if the bag was there. She was shocked at what she saw and screamed her heart out. I ran to her and saw her kneeling down on the floor looking at the ashes where my bag used to be. It was such a tragedy to see it in ashes, as my father had given it to me before he left my sister and I.  I start to cry as I think about the day. My sister grabs me and tells me that everything is going to be fine. I then pull it together and push my sister away gently. We go through the ashes to see if we could find a needle and thread. With luck we found the needle, but no thread. I hear my sister’s stomach growling. I get up and tell her to stay here and look for thread while I go look for food in the forest just ahead. She declined my offer, but I would not let her go. I went into the kitchen looking for a basket of some sort to put food into. I went through the cabinets and the cabinet doors looked like they were about to fall apart. In the last cabinet I checked I found a small bucket that had a hole in it. I reach for the bucket and realized that I am too short to even get on top of the counters without my sister. I yell “Samantha!!!” with little to hear nothing. I walk into the living room to see her sitting next to the couch in the corner.
I say to Sam”I need your help getting the bucket out of the cabinet. Also back on top of the counter”.
She gets up off the floor and is silent the whole entire time while getting the bucket down. I then ask her if there is something wrong. She does not respond again. Instead she lifts me up on to the counter and waves with a grin on her face. I thought to myself why is she being this way, did I do something wrong. I left with anger and confusion as I crawled out the window. I started tip toeing through bodies on the ground and I felt a little sick. I looked down to see one person with there eyes closed and a beautiful necklace in their hand. I kneeled down to touch this mysterious piece of work and felt a movement behind me. As I get up I look around to see some food on the ground. It was a pear and an apple.
I started thinking maybe I wasn’t crazy after all when I thought there was some sort of life still on earth besides us. I felt a hand on my leg and I looked down to see the old granny Stocker staring directly at me.
Stocker said”Take this necklace from my hand and keep it safe where no one will look”. 
At that very moment I felt something wet on my feet and I realized the old granny just died. I kneeled down and gently opened up her hand. I grabbed the necklace from her hand and closed it as I then kissed her hand softly.The next thing I know I hear an unfamiliar voice yelling to me.I get up off the ground and grab the fruit that was left by me.I went to the house and tried opening the door from the outside, as I would be unable to get inside otherwise.Luckily as I turned the door knob it opened.
“Sam I got the door to open.I also brought fruit with me” I said.
I put the basket onto the counter and walked into the living room looking for my sister.When I was looking for her I saw that she found the thread.I went to go look for her by the couch again and noticed that the cushions were gone.The only other place that I could think of her being at is upstairs and in her room.So I then go the the door next to the television and open it.The first thing I see was the cushions on the stairs.They looked different, they had patches of different colored fabric sewed to them.As I go up the stairs I throw the cushions down the stairs and they fall onto the floor next to the television.When I got to the last step I could see my sister laying on the floor dead.There was lots of blood around her and something had caught my eye.A knife was in her hand.I kneel down onto the floor shaking.I went to grab the knife and ended up getting another cut on my left hand.



Guys I am sorry but this is the end of part 1 to this book.I started writing this a while back and decided to get some feedback on what to do next.See you next time and don't forget to check out my other book Dream.