Giver - Chapter 2

By GiN825

The light was bewildering; I didn’t know where it was coming from. One minute things were as they had always been, I was listening to music in my dorm and then the next minute some rotten little kid knocked on my door and I was being swept away by this big cloud of white. It was loud too. So loud in fact that I could barely hear myself think, let alone the person in front of me. I wasn’t quite sure if it was a male or a female but it had a mouth that was currently moving, I just couldn’t hear what it was saying.

“What?” I yelled over the rush of sound around us, but the figure just kept on talking soundlessly.

It was a few seconds longer when all of a sudden the light began to dim and in it’s place shapes began to materialize. The rush of sound got softer and softer as the light got dimmer and dimmer until neither were existent. We were standing in the middle of a field somewhere and the stench was horrific. I gagged and doubled over to vomit, spitting and coughing in between retches.

“What the hell was that?!” I choked out barely able to breathe. I looked around some more and realized we were surrounded by trees.

“That was the giving act.” The figure said simply. I was highly infuriated by this. Was that all the explanation I was gonna get?

“Where are we?” I wrapped my arms lightly around my form. It was a little dark out here, like twilight only a little brighter, but I didn’t know whether it was morning or night.

“Don’t concern yourself with where you are. It’s only one piece to the puzzle.” It said in a very serene voice. I decided it was female. The voice was too soft-spoken and high to be a man. Her voice was also very delicate and pretty. But it scared me. She spoke as if she was so sure of herself and I panicked.

“My father is going to hurt you when he finds out where I am. And he will find us.” I tried for the scare tactic.

“You’re father doesn’t exist in this time.” I stared at her with my mouth open. What the hell did that mean? I started to step back from her slowly. Something was so off about this. “This isn’t 2010 anymore. It’s 1682 here and this is the year that you’ll be living in from now on.” This could not be happening to me.

I rubbed my eyes as hard as I could, as if by rubbing them I was getting rid of this horrible nightmare. But I knew before I opened my eyes again that it wasn’t going away. I wanted to scream, to kick and to cry but nothing I did would change it.

This was so unfair! I never experienced this before! I always got what I wanted when I wanted it so why wasn’t it happening now?

“You take me back now or I’ll… I’ll hurt you so bad you’ll wish you’d never been born!” She just looked at me in a bored way and sighed. She wasn’t even scared.

I sat down where I was and pulled my knees up to my chin and cried. Why was this happening to me? I heard a noise not far from me and looked up in time to see her lowering herself on her knees.

“Don’t cry. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise. This is for your own good. I assure you right now that as long as you do what you need to do, this will all be over.”

What did that mean? I looked up at her pitifully and sniffed. Maybe if I act extra juvenile she’ll let me go.

“But… I don’t like it here it stinks. Couldn’t we go somewhere else?” I sniffed at her. She just shook her head and stood back up offering her hand to me.

“It’s time you learned a lesson. Come on now, let’s go.” I let my head fall in defeat. The only way out of this problem was to just go along with it I guess. So I took her hand and stood up as she motioned to walk. I followed behind her as we walked, and we walked for a long time. There was no sign of anyone in the field and it was getting darker and cold.

“Where exactly are we going?” I asked her as I rubbed my upper arms.

“Not too far. About three miles up the road here. We’re in a small country in Europe and it’s not very developed. I think the rulers actually live right with the towns’ people. It’s a small gathering of people, and a big wooden gate too, almost like a fort surrounds it. It’s well protected I promised.” She added probably at look of fear on my face. I looked down at myself and frowned.

“Um, what about my clothes?” Without even a glance backward at me she snapped her fingers and a dress appeared on me. It was a very old fashioned dress indeed. Fit for the 1600’s. It was a dark auburn color with a slightly off white lace trim. The sleeves hung down at the elbow and I was happy to see it was elegant, pretty even. I looked back up at her to see she was also adorning the same style dress. To passerby we’d look like travelers. Very elegantly dressed travelers.

We walked for about half an hour before we saw light. It glowed up over the edge of a very high wall of wood. There was laughter and music coming from the same place as the light so I only assumed there was a party. I smiled a little to myself. I liked parties. As we neared the gate she stopped me.

“Remember, this isn’t 2010 anymore. This is 1682 and we’re in Europe. The culture here is very different then what you’re used to. Any slip up about the time you’re really from can result in both of our deaths so I beg you to be careful. This is about the time they did witch hunts and trust me, you don’t want to end up on that stake.” I shook my head and looked up to where the light poured over the large gate. This was it for me, a new life.

“Do you even have a name? What should I call you?” I asked her quietly. It was odd that I hadn’t asked for a name till now.

“Around the people you can call me Ann. But in private, you may call me Giver.” I frowned at her response.

“Giver?” I asked.

“I am a gift giver. That is my duty here. To give you the gift of life.” I nodded my head in thought as she reached up to grab the knocker on the gate. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath to steady myself as the door slowly creaked open. Light flooded us now just as it did when we appeared in the field and I walked; chin up into the sea of glowing faces around me.

Giver - Chapter 2

Created: Feb 03, 2010


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