Tom said to himself, “Okay, this is what I should do. First thing I will do is at night, when everyone is sleeping, I will use the remaining beard strand of that grotesque guard and, I will cut the bars on the windows with that beard strand. Once that happens, I will sneak through the corridor at night when everyone is sleeping. From there, I will get that scientist’s potion and, throw it on the floor.
Basically, I shall set up a booby trap. After that, I will break the glass on the scientist’s stain glassed window, and discreetly exit the castle building. From there, I will definitely go to the wizard’s house so that way I can build an orb to head back home. Then from there, I’ll jump into the lake by the Magic Castle. However, wait a second. I need an antidote in order to not get sick from the serpents. This is what will happen next. I will follow some of the criteria in the plan that I just said to myself. However, there’ll be changes. When, I am in the science lab I will find a potion that says S antidote. I know S-antidote means swamp sickness antidote.”
As Tom Jackson was saying all of this, he was writing it so he wouldn’t forget. As the afternoon turned into dusk, Tom was becoming excited to carry out and execute his plan. At around nine o’clock, he carried out his plan. He said to himself, “First thing, get that grotesque guard’s beard strand.” Finding the beard strand was like finding a needle in a haystack. It had taken him approximately two hours to find the beard strand. The beard strand was approximately three two six feet long.
A sigh of relief left Tom’s mouth. He started cutting the bars.
The bars were starting to break apart after a half of an hour of cutting.
He climbed through the dungeon door and started to walk down the corridor. Discreetly, Tom tiptoed through the corridor making sure that he wouldn’t make a peep. As Tom was walking a large shadow was shown right adjacent to him. From there, Tom entered Dr. Driek’s lab. Tom went to the sink where Dr. Driek kept his iodine.
Tom threw the iodine in front of the entrance. After, he did that task, he had started to raid the chemical shelf. There was an abundant amount of chemicals on the shelf. Tom Jackson first came across HO. Tom said to himself, “What does HO mean? Oh wait. Let me think. I now remember. HO was the chemical formula that represented Hydrogen and Oxygen. It’s hydrogen peroxide. I learned this in my eighth grade class twenty years ago. Granted, it doesn’t play a crucial role in my escape. However, it does play a crucial role in aiding the rust cut.” Tom threw the hydrogen peroxide on his hand and the rust cut was healed. The next thing that he did was find the S
Antidote. The S antidote was the swamp antibacterial medicine that would be the blockage to all germs in the swamp. Tom said to himself, “Perfect, this escape plan is working.” A snicker left Tom’s mouth and Tom Jackson continued, “What’s this, a note?” Dr. Driek left a second note. The second note said,
Dear Comrade,
This is a medicine that is only to be used when taking the S Antidote medicine. This medicine is only allowed to be used when escaping the Magic Castle in an emergency. If an escapee from the dungeon gets their hands on this potion, then the Magic Castle is in serious jeopardy. Every resident who lives at the Magic Castle will not be able to leave due to the fact that an escapee from the dungeon could’ve gotten their hands on this. If that happens, then we will not be able to leave the Magic Castle. First of all, there will be a compression of ideas in Science. Second of all, there will be absolutely no food production. Third of all, the population of mortal souls and immortal souls who live here will become extinct. So Comrade, beware of this medicine.
Your Scientist, Dr. Driek
Tom Jackson said to himself, “Whatever Dr. Driek said is absolutely meaningless and pathetic. It is time to use that. Besides, Do I care about the population residing at the Magic Castle? Hell to the no!” Tom opened the potion. When he opened the potion, an odious smell emerged. He doused himself with the potion. Tom said, “Steps one and two are complete!” He screamed, “I’m out! See ya’ suckers!”
He broke the glass on the stain glass window of the science lab and ran to the wizardry area, a couple of miles from the Magic Castle. The wizardry shop was located outside of the Magic Castle in Debonville.
Debonville is a town where a lot of wizardry and witchcraft had taken place. So, Tom Jackson went to Debonville, and entered the wizard shop. The wizard’s name was Foxworth.
Foxworth is a wizard that has gray hair and a long beard. The beard is half of the size of Haggelhoff’s beard. Foxworth was working by his cauldron. His cauldron was eight feet in diameter and three feet deep. There was green water in the cauldron. The Wizard turned around and said, “Who are you?” Tom said, “My name is Tom Jackson jr.” The wizard talked with an English British accent. Tom asked, “What is your name?” Foxworth said, “My name is Foxworth Bebbledartmer.” Tom said, “That’s a weird name. Can I call you just ‘Foxworth?’” Foxworth answered, “Sure. Do you want to get a tour of my shop?” Tom said, “Sure.” Foxworth wrote a poem about his shop.
Well you think I practice dark magic Why, I really do not My magic is bright Magic
For the Good, People love me ‘cause I
help them But, whatever I do, it’ s for the goodness There are cauldrons galore From inside and outside the door The cauldrons brew. These potions are here For all the people that are dreary. They take people from Dimension to Dimension Outside of here Take you home, To and Fro and Everywhere. However, what do you want?
Tom said, “That’s a nice skit. I need a potion that will take me back to planet Earth where I was originally in.” Foxworth said, “That’s my newest potion. I think I can have that arranged. Let me look through my potion draw.”
He opened up his potion draw and then said, “Let’s see. Which potion for planet Earth can I find?” Tom said, “Is it in section E?”
Foxworth answered, “Why yes? You’re a brilliant soul, Aren’t you?”
Tom said, “Why Yes. Everyone says that to me all the time. Now, I need another thing besides a potion to bring me back to planet Earth. I need to save my friend who is deceased.” Foxworth said, “I have a medicine that brings people back from the dead. Don’t worry; it’s not a zombie potion. He will return back to his normal human self. This potion works on planet Earth.” Foxworth gave Tom both potions. Tom gave Foxworth a big thank you and Tom went on his merry way and found his friend. When he found his friend, he gave his friend the potion. A bright sun had shined on Tom Jackson and Iron Steel. Iron turned from a dragon to a human and he wasn’t so big any more. He was slender because of this potion. Iron said, “Where am I?” Tom said, “Thank goodness, you’re alive. And now, we are out of here.”
The two of them jumped through the orb and returned back to planet Earth. From there, they returned home to the town of California, New York.
Epilogue
Their lives were back to Normal. Since then, I haven’t heard from them one bit. Often, authors tell stories in first person point of view.
For the first few chapters, I told the story in my point of view.
However, I let it conclude from everybody else’s. This is a hybrid between a Sci-Fi, Fairy Tale, Action, Adventure book. My hope is this book will eventually become a movie. It is impossible for all of this to become a reality. There are no such things as dragons, serpents, or people with twenty foot long beards. This book demonstrates the wildest dreams that people have. And this book represents the crazy dream that I had.
Part Two
A visit to Starmos City
Prologue
Throughout the years, people have been doomed to repeat their history and the repetition of history could have almost caused Armageddon. Throughout time the world has repeated history and among these are horrible events such as crimes, stupidity, and major acts of belligerence. Repetition of history could have caused small conflicts or world wars. However, one thing that will always happen is the repetition of history. But, in some cases repetition can have positive outcomes for one group and
negative outcomes for another group or party. In this book, there will be negative results of repetitive history that will later become positive. This is all a fictional story and in part of the story first person point of view was used.
Chapter 1: Hometown
Sometimes people act stupid in order to get their way or their friend's way. Some people even go as far as committing a wrongdoing at the expense of others to help another person. The person doing the wrongdoing might not be intentionally committing the wrongdoing deliberately. However, the gesture for the assistance of a friend may be good for one or bad for another. In this case, it was at the expense of both sides, especially with the friends. Also, fights can occur because one person is belligerent to another and a bigger ruling figure shall step into the picture.
Tom Jackson and Iron Steel have returned home after their daring escape from the Magic Castle. Tom Jackson and Iron Steel were locked in the Magic Castle and encountered an abundant amount of trouble. Here they are today on the one hundred block of Goodluck Street in California, New York. Iron Steel woke up and said, "Where are we? Where have we been? What happened?"
Tom said, "Nothing to be concerned about." Iron replied, "What do you mean nothing to be concerned about?" Iron started to get up from the long sleep and the long return from the Magic Castle.
He started to sit up from his sleep and attempted to get up. All of a sudden, he fell. Iron looked at himself, and said, "What happened to me?" Tom said, "I - I don't know." Iron looked at his arms and screamed.
He said, "Oh my God! My arms have shrunken. What else happened to me!?" Tom answered, "Buddy, you are slender." Iron replied, "That ain't good!" Tom said, "I know. Let me take you home."
Iron Steel lived at one hundred and seventy five Goodluck Street.
Goodluck Street was the main street of California, New York. In the one hundred addresses, there are a bunch of residential homes. The residential homes are predominantly Victorian homes. In the one thousand addresses, there were many businesses, mostly small businesses.
At the end of Goodluck Street, there was Goodnation Hospital which was a small hospital because California, New York was a very small town. Meanwhile, Iron Steel said, "I feel very loopy." Tom said, "How about I drop you off home." Iron said, "No that will be fine."
Tom replied, "What are you going to do? Just sit around here all day?"
Iron said, "What is the sense in going home when I am all loopy?
Besides, you can't carry me all the way home!" Tom replied, "Yes. I can." Iron answered, "I am going to stay here whether you like it or not!" Iron had a very frail body and the frailness increased. Tom said, "I insist that I carry you home." Iron replied, "You are not carrying
me."
Tom said, "Okay then, you know what I will do? I will have to commit a crime." Iron couldn’t believe what he was hearing. "What do you mean you have to commit a crime?" To leaned over and whispered "Keep this a secret. I will be right back." He started to walk down the block and to a house. It was a yellow Victorian house that had many carvings in the wood; it appeared very kid friendly. There was a tree with a tire swing and the tire swing was very wide and very high. This was the house of Mark Williams. Mark Williams was a famous businessman in California, New York who owned a drug store. The drugstore was appropriately named Williams Drug Store.
William Williams is Mark Williams' son and Martha Williams is his wife.
Mark Williams lives at One Hundred and Seventy Five Goodluck Street, a couple of houses away from Iron Steel. William was playing outside by himself. He is about eight years old, and he was playing with his green Wagon. All of a sudden Tom arrived at the house and asked "May I see that green wagon?" William answered, "Why sure." Tom said, "Can I take it?" William said, "No!" William is a four foot eight-inch, eight year old who has green hair and freckles.
He is not selfish and very caring. He is a very carefree kid. He attends Californiatown Elementary School.
Tom grabbed the handle of the green wagon and said, "Too bad. I am borrowing it." Tom grabbed the green wagon and William started tearing with emotion and ran into the house. Meanwhile, Tom ran as if he were skateboarding down Goodluck Street with the wagon back to the spot where he left Iron Steel lying down in front of one hundred Goodluck Street. Tom told Iron, "Listen, this is what happened. I stole a wagon from a kid. If you see any cop cars or an angry dad, don't be surprised. However," Iron interrupted, "What do you mean you stole that wagon from a kid? How old was the kid?"
Tom said "Yes, I really stole the wagon, and the kid looked to be approximately seven to ten years old. However, he appeared tall for his age." Iron started to look at Tom with anger and disgust and started to say, "What do you mean he was only seven to ten years old?
Why would you steal a toy that an innocent kid minding his own business was playing with?"
Tom answered in a snooty way, "Do you think that I would intentionally want to steal from a young kid? Huh? The reason why I stole from this kid was to suit you!" Iron angrily said, "I won't protect you if anything happens." He was still lying on the ground. All of a sudden in the distance a dad and a crying son were looking in the direction towards Iron Steel, Tom Jackson, and the green Radio Flyer.
The son started to run and Mark Williams said, "Now, who was the one who stole the wagon from you?" William pointed at Tom Jackson and said, "That guy! He was the thief!" The dad and William ran up to Tom Jackson. Mr. Williams looked at Tom and said to him "You are a thief! You donkey!" Tom looked at them and said, "What did you just call me?" Mark Williams said with anger and disgust, "Donkey. What are you going to do about it?"
William stuck his tongue out at Tom Jackson and Tom said, "You're an idiot! Nothing but an immature idiot!" William's father Mark said, "What did you just call my son you thief?" Tom said, "An idiot." Mark Williams was a staggering six foot five and he was a very serious man. He was also a family man and very overprotective of his household and his family. He is very tough also.
He carries in his pocket a message on paper that he wrote a long time ago during his high school years and he wrote, "Mess with me and you will pay the price." He also had green hair and freckles and because that day was a hot summer day, he wore green shorts and a white T-Shirt. However, at the moment he asked Tom his age. Tom Jackson said, "I am twenty one years of age."
After Tom Jackson, stole the kid's bike, he had enough audacity to ask Mr. Williams, "Why are you asking me what my age is?" Mr. Williams said, "Why do you have the audacity to ask me that question?" Tom said, "I don't think you want to mess with me." Mark Williams said, "I need to ask you a question." Tom said, "What will you do for me if I answer your questions?" Mr. Williams said, "Hmm, let me think. I shouldn't be doing this but I will not tell anyone that you stole my son's bike." William said to his dad, "Don't you mean my Radio Flyer?" Mr. Williams said to his son, "Yeah. Whatever. It is a toy." Tom said, "Okay, I will answer the questions that you shall ask me." Mr. Williams said, "Let me interrogate you." Tom asked, "What are you some sort of a detective."
Mr. Williams said, "No, but, I will ask you some questions."
Tom said, "Okay. Let's make this short." Mr. Williams said, "I will tell the whole world if you don't answer my questions, and you will end up in the slammer house." Tom said, "I will not end up in the slammer house." Mr. Williams asked, "Do you realize what you did?" Tom said, "Yes sir." Mr. Williams asked, "What did you do?" Tom answered with a smug, "Nothing sir." Mr. Williams said, "I could tell that you are lying. I should tell the whole world that you stole my son's wagon."
Tom interrupted, "No! Don't tell the whole world. The reason why is because of the fact that I will end up in the slammer house."
Mr. Williams said, "Well, if you don't want to end up in the slammer house, you are to make a vow to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God. Will you do that?" Tom said, "Yes I will. Now, I shall take my oath in order to not end up in the slammer house. 'I, Tom Jackson solemnly swear to tell the
whole truth and nothing but the truths so help me God.'" Mr. Williams asked his first question, "Where were you when my son's wagon was stolen?"
Tom answered in a nervous voice, "I was in front of your house on your lawn talking to your son about borrowing the wagon." Mr.
Williams said, "That sounds more like the truth. However, I am not sure if you're telling the full truth."
William Williams said after Tom answered that question, "Yes, this guy was on the lawn and he took my wagon from me. He is telling the truth." Mr. Williams said, "I am not asking you son.
However, because he stole your wagon from you and you are an eyewitness you can speak up when necessary." Mr. Williams cleared his throat and asked another important question to Tom Jackson and that other important question was, "How come you stole the wagon from my son?" Tom answered, "The reason why is because my friend was loopy and needed help."
Mr. Williams asked "What is your friend's full name?" Tom said, "His first name is Iron and his last name is Steel." Mr. Williams said, "Your friend sure doesn't look like an Iron Steel. Tom Jackson said “He might not now but you should see his family. They do look like true Steels. At one time, he was very muscular. However, now he has lost some weight." Mr. Williams replied, "Interesting." Mr.
Williams asked, "How old is this fella?" Tom said, "Twenty Five." Mr.
Williams said, "What is your full name?" Tom answered, "My name is Tom Jackson." Mr. Williams said, "Now, give me one good reason why I should not tell the whole entire world." Tom said, "My friend is injured and I need to help him."
Mr. Williams replied, "I understand. That is a good reason that I shouldn't tell the whole world about the theft of my son's wagon.
You can return the wagon by tomorrow at my business." Tom asked, "Say, what kind of a business do you have?" Mr. Williams said, "I own the Mark Williams Drug Store. Here is my business card." Mark Williams gave Tom Jackson a business card. The business card was not your typical business card, "It was eight by twelve inches. It was approximately the size of an ordinary blank sheet of paper. However, the business card was not blank. Dominating the whole business card was a blue block that said, Mark's Drug Store in Times New Roman generic font.
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