I stood on the edge of the beach like I always did, looking at all the islands on the endless sea under the star-filled night. The islands were of many sizes, shapes, colors, and so much more. I couldn't help but admire them. I could hear someone walking up behind me.

“Sir,” the man behind me announced a bit loudly. His tone was strong and mildly deep.

“Yes? Is everything alright?” I asked.

“Sir, I have orders from high command sir!”

“Please, you don't have to call me 'sir.' What are the orders?”

“S-- um, I was told to tell you that it's time to continue the legacy.”

“Really? Have you been told who will be next?”

“Yes. It'll be the offspring.”

“Offspring? He's a bit out of range for this task, isn't he?”

“Yes, I'm sorry, my mistake. I meant the product of his offspring.”

“Okay. Thank you, you are dismissed.”

I heard the man salute and leave.

A very long time for selecting the next one. But, it is his choice after all.

I summoned a book from a library back home and searched for the name I was looking for. Once I found it I looked through their history from the very beginning. It took 2 months of non-stop reading before I finished his, and a few other people's history. But in the end I found it well worth it.

What an interesting man. Quite the story as well. I can see why he chose him for this journey.

I closed the book and sent it back to where it belonged.

“Spirit, come to me,” I whispered to the wind

A few seconds passed before I heard the sound of wings flapping to the left of me. Spirit landed right next me.

“You called me?” She asked with that sweet tone of hers.

“Yes, I did. We have been called to service once again, and I know exactly how to go about it,” I told her.

“And how would that be?”

“You will do what you have been destined to do. Watch over him, make sure he goes on the right path, and make sure he learns what he's suppose to before he leaves.”

“Okay. Where will I go?”

“I can't give you the details right now, but I will once he leaves. Now, I need to get ready for his arrival. I'll leave a sign for you at the gate you're to go through. I will speak to you once I am done.”

“Okay. God be with you.”

“God be with you as well, Spirit.”

After that, she flew away. I sunk all the islands back into the ocean for the time being. I walked off the beach and onto the island itself. The thick bushes and trees along the path were still teaming with fruit and flowers, truly a wonder to behold. I placed a hand on the ground and a circle of light surrounded me.

Time for another legend to begin.

I searched the catwalk from the open ventilation grate about 30 or 35 feet away from me with my semi-auto rifle, my weapon of long-ranged destruction. I saw an armored soldier coming down the walkway, carrying a mere pistol in his hands. I focused my reticule on his head and pulled the trigger.

“Ee-ahhhh!” A voice over my headset screamed.

I pulled the trigger four more times as the soldier ran, getting a head-shot each time before the soldier dropped dead.

Gotcha. 1 more point for me.

I pressed the select button on my Xbox 360 controller and saw I had 21 kills, needing only 4 more to win the match. I looked at the other opponents. Spencer's username was below mine, having 18 kills. Brandon had 17 kills, Dave had 13, and Ryan had 12.

“I just need to kill all of you once to end the game,” I said menacingly.

“Not unless I kill you first,” Spencer countered.

“You're gonna kill me 7 times in a row without me killing you or the others first?”

“... Yes.”

“Dave, meet me in the lift room,” Ryan said.

“Okay,” Dave replied.

“NO!” I yelled.

This was a trick they had used before to cheat me out of my deserved victory. They would meet in that cursed room and assassinate each other until one of them would win, the gits. I switched to my shotgun, ready to kill them and any other heathen that got in my way. As I quickly made my way over there I saw that Ryan had already assassinated Dave.

I'm gonna kill him. I'll kill him again, and again, and again.

I took a quick glance at my radar when I was next to the lift room and saw that there was an enemy inside and another enemy coming up the stairs. I went inside, jumped over a grenade Ryan threw at me, and shot him in the face at point-blank range. Another person came in using the entrance I used. It was Spencer holding an energy sword.

Just bloody try it!

He went into the lunging animation. When the sword almost touched me I pulled the trigger and killed him in one shot.

“What!?” Spencer complained.

“Bulltrue,” I announced the medal I had earned for that kill.

That leaves Brandon and Dave left to kill.

I glanced at my radar and saw an enemy coming up the lift. I stood in front of it, my finger a bit twitchy with anticipation. As soon I saw a black visor and Master Chief helmet I pulled the trigger. It had been Brandon with his own shotgun on hand. We had both killed each other at the same time.

“Ha! Killed you!” Brandon cheered.

Blast.

“Killed you too,” I countered.

“Ah, shut up,” he joked and laughed.

I couldn’t help but snicker. Brandon was kinda like the brother I always wanted but never had. We were a lot alike in some ways, but not so much in a few aspects. I had re-spawned in the bottom of the vent with a DMR and a pistol, our usual weapons on spawn. I checked the radar to see if anyone was near me. I saw a shaded red blip to my left. Someone was in the room near the catwalk. I crouched down and went up the air system that brought me to the same floor as the enemy. It was Dave that in the same room. I got out my pistol and started to shoot at him.

“Oh crap!” He groaned.

He started to run away from me as his shield were on the brink of being disabled. I put another shot in his back, disabling his shield. I took another shot but he turned to the left before the shot could hit him. I had to reload.

“Almost got you,” I said.

I ran after him, following the same path he did. I saw him going out the nearest door downstairs and followed him. When he went out of the door way he turned left then turned right at the catwalk, picking up the concussion rifle.

Oh no.

As he turned to me I got up close and punch him once, eliminating his shields. He shot me back with a concussion rifle shot and I started to open fire on him. After 2 shots from each of our guns, Dave dropped dead.

“Game over,” the game announcer said.

“No!” the others yelled.

“Yes!” I cheered.

It showed the scoreboard with me in 1st place.

That was a close one.

“How about a different game type this time?” I asked.

“Nah, I think we're kinda done with custom games for now,” Brandon said.

“Ahhhh. Alright.”

I looked at my laptop tat was right next to me. The time was 11 P.M.

“Come on, let's play some grifball,” Ryan said.

“We can only have four people for that though,” Spencer responded.

“Actually I have to go offline now,” I said.

“No, you're staying on with us,” Brandon jokingly demanded.

“I would, but I have to wake up at 4 in morning for work.”

“Heh heh, well alright man, goodnight.”

“Night.”

The rest of the guys said goodbye and I turned off my Xbox 360.

“That went on longer than I thought,” I whispered to myself.

I brushed my teeth, went upstairs to my room, and went to sleep in my bed with one cover on. When I woke up I
was standing in the middle of an aurora fog. The sound of warfare was everywhere, iron clashing iron, blooding splattering
on the ground, bones being broken, and bodies slamming into the ground.

Where am I?

I walked forward cautiously, not wanting to end up on the wrong side of a weapon. I started to hear voices, some mine and some others. They seemed strangely familiar but I couldn't exactly figure out who they were. I could see a figure up ahead. I slowly moved towards it, hoping it wasn't a knight or something. When I got close enough to the figure I saw that it was...
me. He was taller, had longer hair, thankfully still had brown color to it, had tinted, circular glasses, and a goatee.

“Ah, there you are,” he said gladly.

I was dumbfounded. My jaw was slightly open and my head was tilted to the right.

“Who... exactly are you?” I asked.

He put his right hand to his chin.

“Hmmm. Um, to put it as basic as I can, I'm you from the future. Well, not the future but a future.”

“What do you mean 'a future?'”

“I don't even really know myself, to be honest.”

“And what happens to you... me... us?”

“The future's on you. I can't really say all that much because of spoilers. What I can say, however, is that I highly envy you.”

“I don't see why. As far as I know you've lived the same life as I have.”

“You'll see. I'll let you go now. Hopefully you will remember this when you wake up. I know our tendencies with remembering dreams.”

“What?”

He snapped his fingers, I heard the annoying buzzing of my alarm, and everything went to black. I groaned, turned over, and turned off the alarm.

Now, what was I dreaming about again? All I remember is that mist. Oh well, if it's important enough it'll come back to me.

I got out of bed to begin the new day at a too early time.

Author's Note

Good morning/afternoon/evening. I'll get this out of the way now so I won't have to say it later. This is my first story in years, so my apologies for any errors. This story shall be the first one out of five, and I hope that you enjoy this and the rest of them. I can't say for sure how many I'll upload a week or month, but I'll try the best to my ability to get them out when I can. Thank you for reading, and enjoy the ride.