[Chaos? - Chapter 1: Turn on the wheel of fate]

"Huff!"

The air in me was suddenly forcefully exerted out by the sudden pressure on my torso area. The surrounding bodies of beautiful women  feeding me grapes and other fruits turn into a blur of different color rays of light and the world became obsolete.

Noooo! My beauties!

Overtime sound gradually assaulted my ears,  more like bombarded them with sounds of a young girl voice which is... my little sister's voice. Sighh... I should've expected this, if you're currently a big brother than surely at this moment,  the look of pity is plastered across your face or maybe its envy?

Don't know.. But hey I don't have the right judge anybody...

  I carefully yet painfully open my eyes and after instantly being attack by rays of sunlight towards my retinas,  I moved my hand and shield away the sun.

"Hahaha! Big brother! Big Brother, get up....get up! "

Yet again like an energetic gorilla, my baby sister hops up and down  on my stomach and again take away the strength of my body. 

... It felt very unpleasant...

I move away my hand and could only see the half crescent smile on my sister's face; the only thought in my mind was "an angel has fallen"..well I might be exaggerating but she is in fact,  adorable. Maybe the reason I'm feeling this way is because she is my cute little sister. 

No I'm not a pedophile, but rather what the Japanese say "a siscon" (ABSOLUTELY not a hardcore one).

"Huff!" I gasped once again when my sister jumps up and down while still straddling me in exhilaration.

"Brother wake up! wake up!  wake up!"

Is she getting into a rhythm?

Without really much of a choice, I lazily lift my body off the bed while I catch my sister into my embrace, I ruffle

her hair "little brat you dare awake your big brother from his wonderful dream... Hah..  the beauties.. " I shake my head in pity as I recall the details of my dream.

Suddenly, she snuggle into my bosom as if she was trying to become one with me, "I'm telling mom big brother was dreaming of girls...but of course I won't tell her if... "

My face froze and instantly pale without sense of color returning. She purposely didn't finish her sentence indicating that she want something. I look down towards the little brat and furrowed my eyebrows. Strange, I wonder when this little sister of mine became so mischievous. I should refrain from talking so freely around her for now on. After pondering for a bit,  I squeeze her cheeks and inquired "if what?"

"If you only give me money! " She look up with a fleeting glint of light passing through her childish black eyes.

"No, " I shake my head as I detach her from my body and stood up from the bed. Money? I don't even have a job yet, not to even mention,  all the things I own is old... stingy mother. I really need to find a job,  but I'm just to lazy to sit through interviews.

Lisa pouted "Hmph...!  " it was a bit low but it wasn't inaudible so I clearly heard her.

I just paid no heed to her and stretch my muscle while I stare out the window towards a empty bird nest on the limb of a tree. Seemingly it should be early in the morning, to be sure I look towards the clock on my dresser and indeed it was only 6:24 am.

"That damn sister of mine" I mumble with a look of a little helplessness. Doesn't she know a person need their sleep,  if it weren't for the fact she was my little sister I would've possibly  smack her.

I shake my head away from those thoughts and begin taking off my sleeping shirt as I get ready for the my plans. After taking off my shirt the near by bed squeaked and it made me realize my little sister was still in the room. I don't want to change while she's around.

"Lisa get out while I change my clothes" I spoke without peaking back and continued towards my trousers. 

Lisa just click her tongue and mumbles" I don't want see big brother changing anyway, " their was a hint of disappointment imprinted in her voice which is worrying. She suddenly got up and skip out the room leaving the trail of her voice,  "After getting change come down stairs and eat mama's breakfast! "

Nodding,  I turn my attention towards the closet. Searching through my wardrobes I pick out a white robe in satisfaction and quickly got dress in it. I close the closet door and stand in front of the mirror on the door with pride. A black belt fit tightly around my waist as I stood in a martial art pose,  though it was a bit childish I still wore a wide grin as I do other various poses. After I finished with my shenanigans I bowed a respectful bow.

My name is Zain Lawson, by the way. I'm a 18 year old college student, nothing extraordinary about me with the only exception of me learning Martial arts since childhood. I barely pass the column of having average looks. I got my mother's  dark black hair while my eyes are a dim azure color, inherited from my father. My height could be sought out to be average so nothing wrong there since I don't get joked on about it.

Kathy Lawson is my mother name. She is a doctor that works at the nearby hospital. She is in her mid 30's and could be considered a beauty, short black curly hair with bright brown eyes. Lisa,  she is only 11 years old with the same characteristics of our mother.   I don't  know too much about our father since he died when I was 7 but according to mother he was a perverted womanizing demon. To put it simple, a not-so-good father and husband.

I undress my robe and put on something casual while I stuff the robe in a traveling bag, hanging the bag over my shoulder.

In today's agenda the only thing planned is my state-wide martial art tournament. It wasn't something of extreme importance but just a activity to past time,  after all it is the only other thing I can do other than going to school. I, who has a life without many friends , a father,  and is lazy could be consider very dull.

When I finish grooming myself,  I then clean the room because I know if I don't,  mother's spit will be sprayed all over my face. I think she got a severe case of OCD. After I got done cleaning,  I switch the lights off and departed down stairs,  leaving the whole upper floor  in darkness.

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When I stepped into the kitchen, the temperature seemed to have suddenly dropped. To add onto the icy atmosphere, my mother’s cold gaze pierced through me from the kitchen table which was full with food. 

“Morning...mother? ”  Cold sweat permeated through my pores as a pressure akin to an fierce tiger weighed down on my very soul. 

What happened? 

Mother cut a piece her sausage from her plate and put it in her mouth then use the same knife to point at me. "Zain come sit next to your dear mother" her voice attack my skin akin to frostbites, I shuddered.

Gulping, I turn towards Lisa who had smile plastered on her face while squinting towards me. I should've known,  She actually told,  she actually told the ice queen about that. I'm dead,  I'm dead, I'm SO dead. 'My lord and savior please save me from my current crises,  I don't want to die!' I could only hope that any divine being heard my pray.

I sit next to mother and scoot my chair over some,  trying to put as much distance between us as possible. At this moment she is like the fierce tiger while I'm the unfortunate prey,  trust me, that isn't a good feeling.

"Mother..I-I " I hesitate as I wreck my brain trying to find something to say,

Before I had the chance to say anything more, the phone in my bag rung and instantly broke the tension in the room. Secretly inside I jump in joy but I didn't show it on my face because I knew my mother's  gaze is piercing through me. However this opportunity comes once in a life time and I'm not going to waste it.

Taking out the phone from the bag,  I sneak a glance at the caller ID which show just an unknown number and so I press end.

"Mother I have to go, coach just call me and probably want me to hurry up, " Looking at my mother who didn't reply, I quickly finish up eating and head towards the door. I had to lie to survive.

"We'll go see your match when it starts" Mother's voice sounded behind me before I close the door. Exiting the house,  I sigh a breath of relief. My mother is just way too scary, her gaze is just too terrifying!  Calming myself down,  I head towards my destination.

The place where the State wide Martial art tournament or (SWMAT) is being held at the nearby Dome which isn't very far from the house, maybe 10 to 20 minutes on foot. However with this current blazing heat, it would cause anyone to be unwilling to walk for that long, but for me it wasn't really nothing because after all I am used to it.

After walking for another minute or so, the phone in the bag rang again.  Checking it, it was exactly the same as last time. I sigh and pressed end. I will never answer an unknown number, maybe that's the reason I don't have friends. I give people my number and forget about them....now that I think about...is that the reason for all the unknown callers for the pass month or two.

Suddenly the phone in my hand vibrated and what I see was that I had a new voice mail from the same unknown number...  Ignoring!

Should I check it out?

I tap on the voicemail, placing the phone next to my ear, ".... " nothing sounded from the phone which brought me to believe  I didn't click on the message. However,  I look and see that the message was ongoing. Again,  I place it on my hear just in time to hear the other's voice.

"*#%%@@#%, *? $%?, /#"

What?

Suddenly, my surrounding seemingly begin to darken as fog and strong gusts of wind randomly blew in different directions in which cause me to fall on my bottom, the fog around me was sucked into a empty space and what came into vision was a giant stone door that seemed to just stand on by itself on the ground. Shocked, I was truly purified by this scene. I rub my eyes to stir clear awake of this illusion, however the scene stood the same.

Suddenly, the door open on its own and a suction like force latch onto me,  forcing me into the portal which felt like I was twirling down a rapid water stream.

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 I rouse from my sleep, grunting, feeling a heavy sensation weighing down on my body.  I’m lying on my back looking straight up, dark space and white dots filling my vision.

Where am I?

Am I alive?

Sitting up,  I look around me and spot my torn up traveling bag. No other thing seem to come into view which suggest that I'm alone.

"Oh, you’re awake”

I froze,  swiftly looking around me I was sure that I was alone but the voice once again spoke.

"Don't be afraid young one."

This genderless voice that seemed to come out of nowhere had quality that seemed almost divine. It was powerful and resonant, yet silky and soothing sound that made you want to trust it.

Getting on guard, I manage to respond a reply yet with a quivering voice, "Who are you? Are you the one that brought me here?”

“Yes, to your second question. As for the first, you will find out in due time.”

What is with this in due time, I want to find our now! Where is the hell am I? Who brought me here? Was I kidnapped? I have so many questions to ask but this f***er won't answer them!

Almost as if reading my thoughts, the voice spoke, “I am the only one that can give you information from your current situation so I advise you to respect your elders.”

That cause me to stop my inner arguments and focus on the voice. If my current situation was more drastic than I really thought then maybe it not such a good idea to offend this voice and I really need to know my current situation. 

"Ahem.. "

I clear my throat.

“Dear uhh… Mr. Voice. May I ask where I am? Or specifically why am I here? ”

"Where are you?  You will soon figure it out. As for why are you here. Simply, because of your father. "

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