FLY!
He only fell, the sky a blissful dark horizon, rumbled and cracked tiny rays of lightning.
" No devon!", makkot's voice rang upwards.
FLY!
'Who was saying that', he wondered.
FLY DEVON!
The voice echoed again, devon spun his head backwards very quickly. He saw a bat, flapping. It wings burned, the edges, delicately simple, like a cotton.
" I've lost. Help!, I don't wanna die, I don't wanna go to the government's prison. Pls help me!".
The bat smiled and winked at devon. " You can change your situation", it began. " Just flap your wings and you are free!. It's easy, look at me, I'm doing it and I'm doing it just fine. Flap your wings and fly, easy peesy!".
Devon screamed, a loud contralto. " I'm only an old man, I'm - I'm only just an old man".
The bat did his eyeballs in a circle and said.
" Pfffff!, cut that out. Look at you…"
Devon looked at himself.
" … you are a young boy!".
Devon screamed. " Nooo!".
The bat roared with laughter, it's eyes popping out. Stretching forward, it got nearer to makkot.
" Risk my boy, risk!", it said - a loud whisper.
" Fly or die".
" Who's behind this, who's behind all this stuff. The game and the system!. Who!".
" Him!", replied the bat tentatively, like it was talking to a dumb child.
Devon's brain exploded ( figuratively), his head throbbed and his stomach ached and his -
he was in pain!.
Devon looked downwards and saw dozens of tables and big wall clocks, standing on a moss- covered ground that looked parched and dry from above.
Devon screamed. " I'm going to die!".
The bat laughed. " Then save your self you son of a pig!, fly, take to the skies or die!".
Devon had to fly, it seemed like the only option left, he had to fly or die. He spread his hands and flapped it but nothing happened. He had to shout again and that made the bat sigh. He was falling faster now, nearer to the ground, he flapped and flapped - useless!. Waved and waved - useless.
The wind drifted backwards, drifting his clothes back, his smooth curly hair, smoothing them back awkwardly.
Finally, he fell.
He actually fell on a table. It broke and shattered and he reeled sideways out of it. He noticed that he fell no pain. The bat sighed.
" Your lucky day", said the bat, raising it's mouth up so that his vampire shaped teeths showed.
Devon had to smile. " For a start, I didn't die and I'm feeling no pain at all. So…, ummm…., what does that make you. A bloody little damn lying bat!".
The bat had to cough. " Arghh!, it's been long I'd seen someone fall and die".
" But many people are falling down from the thin earth".
The bat shook it's head in a NO!
" They", it began. " Are not dying from falling, they're actually going to prison right way. Then they'll become slaves in an alternate, dilapidated world".
" Slaves?", asked devon, bewildered. " I thought that voice said if they go to prison they die".
" Yupp!, they actually die!, a big lie!", the bat chuckled. " Rhymes right?".
Devon shrugged.
The bat continued. " They become dead in the real world of course. See, lemme tell you something. Some people enter the BAT MOCKERS GAMES via invitation from the real world. They are teleported to the underworld, where we are, and are entered into the game. Now, if they lose, they are taken to the horror lands where they suffer for perhaps eternity."
Devon stood up and walked forward now. All the trees in the in the area was fruitless and dying, but forward, at the farther end, was a tree with violet, crimson and purple leaves. It's root were so big and monstrous they grew out of the ground and up, all tangled and mangled.
Devon stared at the tree.
" Nice tree right?', said the bat.
" Yes", said devon.
" I'd call it strange you know, look at other trees, they are dry and parched and dying, but look at this beauty. Magnificent and incredible!".
" What's your name?", blurted devon.
The bat flew near devon and stared right into his eyes. It's breathing coming in short hard pounds.
" THE BAT!", cried the BAT!.
Devon fell backwards and quickly dragged himself back, terrified. The bat came near him. Dancing sideways, like a psycho. Twirling and swirling and…, flapping!.
" Please, don't do anything to me !", screamed devon.
The bat laughed. " Oh no!, it's a very terrible sin to murder here. I wouldn't want to sin here".
Devon's eyebrows furrowed. " Where are we?".
" The BAT'S wood!".
Devon gaped, not out of shock or anything but out of simply nothing. The leaves on the strange tree at the farther end began to fall lightly.
" Let's go over to the tree", said the bat to devon. Devon complied and they walked over to it, in light slow steps.
Finally they reached it. The grounds around it were sun - dappled and it added a really honouring charisma to it.
" Wow!", exclaimed devon. " It's more beautiful and magnificent nearer than far away".
" Indeed", said the bat. It suddenly sighed.
" Well, I've gotta go".
Devon quickly held on to the wings. " No don't go, help me find makkot, I've got to meet him and violee so that we can continue in the games and win the dragon and go after the enchanter -".
The bat loud evil laugh cut him short.
" Muha hahaha hahahaha hahahaha!".
Devon was bemused.
Just then, the leaves of the tree fell faster and more rapidly. Devon was appalled. The bat plucked a feather with it's little hands and ate it. The bat gulped the air and then started to go up. Like a moving space ship of some type going up, it went up, slowly, like a messiah going up, it went, ascending into the sky.
The bat hadn't reached the sky though, when it spun around quickly. Spinning and spinning until it exploded, a red dust filling it's side. When the dusts had cleared, devon was shocked as he would be, to behold a lady clothed in a karate robe, a purple belt around her waist.
" Simmm' na rec' tum na'r!", she said in a high pitched voice. " Re' ut' ter' rasd' d met' tte' rec' nog' nor!".
" Holy biscuits!", exclaimed devon.
The lady faced him now. " If you eventually find makkot, tell him the enchanter saved you".
With that she exploded to petals of flowers.
Devon was aghast. " Why, so the enchanter is in the games!", he said out. " Well!, I never knew the enchanter was female, I had imagined her as a male".
And I bet you too, didn't expect the enchanter to be a lady.