User blog:NyricTheDeceiver/The New Sentinels

Chapter 1: Awakening of a New Soul
Nicholas Goodwin, after many hours of dreamless and restless sleep,  finally dreamt, his mind tranversing into the awe-inspiring and terrifying land of dreams and nightmares. He was lost in a vast cosmos, floating in a grand cosmic void, the size of which he could never know, though he felt like he did. There was no air, yet he breathed; this place was alien, yet he felt at peace with everything, one with everything.

"Where am I?" he asked out loud, his voice never truly escaping his mouth.

Space twisted and turned, stars converged and coalesced, and galaxies merged, all of them coming together to form something grandiose, something truly magnificent. Out of this cosmic unity, a beautiful jewel made from the husks of space and the corpses of sacrificed galaxies and stars. It shined with a brilliance no quasar, star, or supernova could dare to match.

Nicholas felt drawn to it, to this majestic jewel that floated there, tempting him to take it as his prize. He willed his body closer, some force washing over him that compelled him to go even closer, to dare to touch the crystal.

"The crystal....it's calling out to me..." he said weakly, his breath robbed of him as he gazed at the crystal's majesty.

Seconds stretched to eons as his body seemed to both get closer and the gem farther away as each fleeting moment of time passed. When finally near his prize, he pulled it close to his heart, and the jewel melded with him. They were finally one, a divine prophecy now fulfilled.

Nicholas awoke, his heart beating rapidly in its chest, the organ begging for escape. He looked around his room, scanning the shadows of his room, using what little half-light that filtered through the shades covering his windows. He turned to the alarm clock on his desk and checked the time.

"4:50? Better get dressed or Mom will try and fuss at me for not waking up at five 'o clock sharp." he mumbled under his breath.