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*clackity clackity, typity typity* "Ugh, that's not right!" *ddddeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllleeeeeeeeeeetttttteee* "Oh come on! That's too far!" "It would seem that Mr. Chess is having problems writing his next poem," a young feminine voice sighed. A gruff voice asked, "What gave you that idea?" A shrill, snooty voice asked, "The long grass, or the yelling?" "N-neither," the young voice stuttered, "It's just a feeling I get everytime I walk past this house." "That does it!" the shrill snooty voice shrieked, "You are forbidden from walking down this road ever again, young lady!" "We shouldn't even be on this road," the gruff voice muttered. The feminine voice innocently asked, "Why is that daddy?" "Mr. Chess owns all of the land on this street, from one end to the other," her father grumbled. The girl asked more innocently, "Don't we live on this street mom?" Through gritted teeth her mother replied, "Only because he was nice enough to let us live here free of rent." Even more innocently, if it was possible, the girl asked, "I've never seen him before, what does he look like?" "Honestly," the mother stated, "we've never seen him before either." The girl insisted, "But he gave you the house we live in, you had to have seen him then!" Angrily her father 'asked', "what part of 'we've never seen him before' do you not understand?!" Suddenly, an old man that was behind them said, in a Scottish accent, "Mr. Chess hasn't left that house for 30 years." Cautiously, the father asked, "Who're you?" "A neighbor of ours, I see him on my way to school," the girl claimed, and with that said, "Hello Mr. McAlligat." McAlligat exclaimed, "Ah, Annie, good to see you again lassie!" "How are you?" he asked. Annie responded, "Fine sir, how do you know him?" McAlligat answered, "When I was a wee lad, around your age Annie, Mr. Chess gave me and me family a home here." Annie's mother exclaimed, "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! THAT WOULD MAKE HIM AT LEAST A HUNDRED YEARS OLD!" Shrugging off that outburst, McAlligat said, "If you want to meet him, you can come inside. I'm going in to keep him company." Annie begged her parents saying, "CanIcanIcanIcanI, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASE?" "Fine," her parents said, giving in, "but be sure you get to school on time!" As they walked away McAlligat whispered to Annie, "You don't need to worry about going to school today." When McAlligat opened the door to Mr. Chess's house, it was like nothing Annie had seen before. Stepping into the unknown that is Mr. Chess's home, Annie was surprised by the state it was in. In the entryway alone, pieces of game systems, balls of paper, disposable dishes, and other garbage-like items were either piled up or spread out all over the floor. Annie had expected the paper balls, Mr. Chess is a poet after all, but the other stuff confused her. She started asking McAlligat what caused the house to be in this condition, when she heard a voice. "Not what you expected, is it, Annie?" the mysterious voice asked. "That's Mr. Chess," McAlligat whispered to Annie, who was confused. "Hello sir, how are you?" The mysterious voice, who was apparently Mr. Chess, nonchalantly responded, "I'm fine, and you?" Annie started to ask why the house was in this state when the voice rang out, "Three things, Annie, one: it's not polite to ask people things like that. Two: I am too lazy to hire a maid. Three: I can hear people's thoughts." This baffled Annie beyond all comprehension. "How...Why..." she stuttered jerkily. Mr. Chess asked Annie in an attempt to answer her unspoken question, "Did you ever read a book written by an author by the name of Llamo Quince about a person who achieved the most unusual powers, under the most unusual circumstances no less, that other people could only dream of?" McAlligat cautiously stated, "Uh Chess ... the city banned that book almost a century ago." "WHAAAAAA?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" "They banned all books that were thought to be in the fantasy genre, 'to keep kids from believing in anything except the facts put in front of them' or something to that extent." "..." "Chess?" "Get me my coat, keys, shoes, and one of the remotes please." Annie, still lost, asked, "What are you going to do, Mr. Chess?" "The people of this city owe me big. I have every intention to get the book that I wrote, under a different name, all the while RISKING MY LIFE in order to get back here so that I could prove that my theory was correct, which it was." "Annie, if you don't want to come," McAlligat started to say. Annie, cutting McAlligat off, stated, "I am going, and nothing that you can say is going to stop me." "I was about to say to let Chess know that you don't want to go if you don't want to go." Annie took a second to take a good look at Mr. Chess. He had blond hair, blue no green no maroon no cream...Annie felt queasy trying to decide what color his eyes were. He looked about her age, maybe a year or two older than her (she was 18). "If no one has any objections, I am going to press this button right here," with that, Mr. Chess pushed a button on the remote that read '/tpall' and they all vanished with a resounding *poof*. Annie was confused as to how she got into the situation that she was in now. Why was she in jail? Thinking back on the things that transpired in the last hour or two, Annie had more than a few unanswered questions. When they had teleported to the mayor's office, they had ended up entering in the middle of a meeting the mayor was having with HER PARENTS! "Mr. Chess, as you can see I am in the middle of a very important meeting." The mayor had said in a bossy, yet somehow mousey at the same time. "So, get out!" Chess had responded simply by saying, "No. I am not leaving until you swear that you will lift the ban on fantasy books. Specifically the one titled "Oslacishbourichlitz" (oo-shlakish-boorish-litz)." "Yeah, sure, sure," the mayor had said hurriedly, like he was waiting for something. Thinking back on it, Annie thought that the mayor had been waiting for the three guards that came into the office, grabbed them, took them to this jail, put her and McAlligat in conjoining cells, and took Mr. Chess deeper within the prison. Annie was afraid. Plain and simple. She was scared out of her small blond pigtails, questionable school uniform (all of the students at her all-female-student-and-all-male-faculty-school had to where it), not to mention her pink unmentionables were soaked. She and McAlligat made small talk for about an hour until they heard something that terrified them. Out of the darkness of the direction that they took Chess, a blood-curdling, bone-chilling, bladder-draining, skin-peeling, and gut-wrenching roar pierced the otherwise silent prison. 30 minutes before the roar, deep within the prison, CJ Chess was strapped to a sawhorse, the table used for propping up wood, guards surrounded him. They were getting their jollies by beating him with STUN RODS! Despite the abuse that he was receiving from the guards, CJ took it all, WITHOUT FLINCHING EVEN A FRACTION OF A NANOMETER ONCE! CJ had to endure much worse during the time that he had spent travelling through the depths of the TRUE Underworld which, contrary to popular belief, was not a place of death, disease, famine, war, or even evil, it was actually a place of great beauty. When CJ had reached the first piece of civilization in that dimension he learned that his ancestors had actually came from there. When he got to one of the major "cities" in that realm of the Underworld, CJ learned that his family was actually the rulers of the ENTIRE dimension where the might of the mind was stronger than the might of the body. Although CJ prided himself on his self-control, there was one word that ALWAYS got to him. No matter what the guards said or did to him, so long as the R-word isn't used, they would get no satisfying reaction from CJ. "Come on pig," one guard hollered. No reply. "Squeal for us," another whooped. No reply still. "SQUEAL MAGGOT," a third guard said satanically. No outward response from CJ was given, through telepathy he said, 'Margret, take the recording of the mayor I took, Annie, and McAlligat out of here. The R-word is going to be used and after that, I might not be in the right state of mind to tell you to do this. Consider it the final favor I am asking of you.' 'Alright,' a gravelly, old yet young, female voice echoed in his head. The fourth guard got some results the way that CJ Chess had predicted he would. The fourth guard demonically sweetly said, "come on you RETARDED, INTELLIGENT ANIMAL! MAKE SOME NOISE!" "...........................................................................................................................Margret, get the SD button ready," was all CJ Chess said in response. '...fine...' the gravelly female voice unhappily said. The five guards, the four that were mentioned earlier and one more, that were still there were confused. The fifth guard fearfully asked, "Who are you talking to?" The last words that were uttered in that room came from a changing CJ "The Transforming One" Chess. "My...secretary," he said. "but you don't have to worry about that. For you will see why they call me the transforming one!" RRROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRR! CJ Chess had transformed into the most terrifying form that he could become, and it was not of his own choosing. Every member of his family had a trigger word. That word gaurenteed that they go into their True Form. His just so happened to be the R-word. He had become an Oldelhiemecistahco (ohl-dehl-I-mic-Esh-ta-co)! this many limbed creature is able to walk parallel to the ground, like a dog, as well as upright, like a human, with ease. The mere sight of it is said to turn even the toughest of people into scaredy-cats, for it is DEATH INCARNATE! The guards all let out terrified, "girly" screams. Then, a second later, the entire prison was silent. Knowing that since his trigger word had been used to call forth this form, the likeliness of losing control of the form was higher than usual. When a person becomes their True Form, without the trigger word being used, there is a 50-50 chance of losing control. When the trigger word is used to bring forth the True Form, that chance turns into a 80-20 chance of losing control. When control over the True Form is lost, there is a 75% chance of death occurring. There is normally a 25% chance of that occurring. In the rage that occurs because control is lost, the True Form will first destroy everything around it. After the surrounding area, which has a radius of 75 feet for CJ, is destroyed, the TF goes in one direction and DESTROYS EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH. It doesn't matter who, or what, it is, it will be gone. Knowing that this was the case, and the only thing that could stop him in that state was if his heart or brain was destroyed, and Margret would not be able to bring herself to push the button that would set off the explosives that were wired into all of his vital organs, CJ took his sword-like claws, sliced a hole in his chest, tore out his own heart, grabbed it with two limbs, and tore it in two, ending his life. Although she did not want to do so, Margret told Annie and McAlligat what occurred in the part of the prison that CJ Chess was in. Annie had a look of pure terror on her face that slowly turned into a deep, deep rage. With barely contained rage, Annie said, "McAlligat..." "yes Annie...," McAlligat responded, more than a little terrified. "Is there another remote like the one Mr. Chess had?" "on the charger by the door," Margret replied while McAlligat stared at her distraught. "He gave recording right?" "Yes." "Give it here." After Margret gave Annie the recording that CJ had given to her (Margret), Annie had marched over to the charging base by the front door, grabbed a remote from it, leaving one left, and said, "okay remote, take me to City Hall. NOW!" "sweety, the remotes took the powers that Chess had, combined them with electricity, and made it possible for him to do bigger things, like teleport several people at once." Before Margret got halfway done with that explanation of why the remote won't work for Annie, Annie was already at City Hall. Surprised, Margret shrieked, "IT WORKED FOR HER!" "of course, she is his daughter," a changed McAlligat said. "I was never told this, Porgy. You know how secretive he can be." McAlligat/Porgy said with a southern drawl, "he bought this entire street from one end to the other, built a school, and other things in this city just to protect his daughter. Annie barged into the mayor's office after a confrontation with her FAKE mother, yes Annie knew all along that she was not their child. She was a blond, they were red-heads! The secretary in charge of the waiting room said, "if you want to see the mayor, you will have to wait." All Annie said was, "No." Upon entering the office, Annie cut the room off from the outside world with her mind. The guard that had been telling the mayor that the prison that Annie, McAlligat, and Chess were in had just vanished like it had never existed. After he told the mayor that he noticed Annie and said, "Hey! Who're you?" The mayor responded for Annie saying in his bossy yet mousey voice, "she's one of the people that were in there!" "that's right." Annie responded, "and now, you will keep your promise to Chess." "What promise." "The one about removing the ban on the fantasy genre." "I never said that." "Yes you did! You said 'Yeah, sure, sure'." "Where is your proof?" "Right here." "We don't have a way to play that." As soon as the mayor said that, Annie took the remote, pointed it at a potted plant on the mayor's desk, pushed a button, and turned it into a tape player. "There, now you do," she said. Apprehensily, the mayor put the recording in the tape player and pressed play. The tape contained everything that transpired for Chess from the time that Chess pushed the button that teleported Annie, McAlligat, and Chess into the mayor's office, until right after the R-word was used. The mayor grudgingly said, "I guess that I have no choice then." As he was saying that, he got out a piece of "law paper" and started to write out the unbanning of the entire fantasy genre. After he had made up two copies, giving one to Annie, Annie reconnected the room to the rest of the world and pushed the /tphome button on the remote at the same time. Upon arrival back to her real father's home, Margret came up to Annie with a book. She said, "Annie, this is a copy of the book that your father wrote. I would like you to read it." Margret gave Annie the book, which she gracefully accepted. Annie went into her father's office to read the book in privacy, and she began to read.