Chapter 1

It was a stormy cold night in London on the 1^st December. Rain poured down on the roof tops. Paths had a thin layer of ice spread across them.

John hurried down the street, he was delivering parcels for his father. Finally, he had one delivery left: that one was outside the ghetto. He needed to get through the checkpoint, were the guards have the power to turn you away. John gulped.

“You boy,” shouted the guard, pointing at John, “Show me your pass.” John pulled it out with trembling fingers. The guard snatched the pass out of his hands and asked, “Why do you need to leave your area?” he said. John replied, “I need to deliver a parcel sir,” the guard hesitated and he frowned at him but then he let him through.

Surrounding him were stone buildings. He was astonished. It was like he couldn’t talk. Stone roads were lit up beautifully and the sky was a light blue that he had never seen before. People were walking down a smooth concrete path.

As he walked around, he thought about how big the differences were in the ghetto from here. It was totally unfair. He wished he could live here where there were no rats and where there were well- lit streets not dark gloomy streets.

He was walking in the crowd until he felt a hand clutch his wrist tight and John was being pulled into a hedge. He tried to scream but he couldn’t.

When they stopped at an abandoned building they went inside. A man snapped and said, “I’ll take that thank you very much,” snatching the parcel out of his hands. When the man turned his back to talk to his gang, John leaped on to the back of the leader. As the rest of the gang came John slide-tackled them to the ground. He ran to the door but it was stuck.

He saw the window. Then he saw a metallic knife coming closer and closer until it came faster than ever. The man threw the knife and it shattered the window. John knew that was his ticket out. He leaped through the window.

Chapter 2

Outside, fog consumed whatever was in its way. Around him were shadows and fog but not a person in sight and rain pounded on to his head. There were only mossy stone brick walls, shattered glass panes, cobwebbed covered walls and battered boxes. To his horror, he saw the gang that he had escaped. He was caught.

…but without a sign, a growl emerged out of the shadows. John’s heart was pounding as the gang turned their attention to the sound getting ready to attack. Erupting out of shadows, a blurry fluffy orange tail dashed across the floor. Whatever it was it was fast.  The gang dropped their weapons and ran in to the fog. Eventually the orange creature came back. The eyes burned an orange flame. When the creature stopped John realized it was a fox. John was frozen in fear. The fox stopped, and led on the floor then red liquid rippled down its fury back and on to the floor. It seems to be injured badly.

It was then he spoke. A soft voice, “I need your help mortal to find the gateway to my home world,” she said. John was surprised. John’s mind was thinking of an answer until he thought about how he had just saved him from the gang. He knew the risks of dangers in this task but he said yes. “We need to hide they will come,” he said. Twenty minutes later, after a long trip, John and the fox found an old metal shed in a park. It looked perfect place to hide it looks like no one was in there.

Chapter 3

John woke with a start; the fox slept on. Outside the walls were shaking John peered through a gap and he saw two builders with hammers. They were demolishing the shed.  The fox growled with anger. The builders ordered commands to demolish the shed but first see if there was any life inside.

John crawled under some hay, hoping not to be found.

At that moment, somebody had opened the creaky door and stepped into the shed. It seemed like time had stopped in the room halting his breath.  A light pierced through the darkness. With a quick glance through the hay, he saw a shadow walking around the hay so he cuddled up around the Fox’s tail. He carried on halting is breath his heart was pounding with fear. The room fell silent.  He thought they could wait it out till night so they must be packing up soon and thinking of how to escape.

It seemed like hours till one builder said,” Come it’s pack up time,” When the builders left, they checked for any people but the coast was clear and the climbed out of the hay, brushing themselves off.

“The gate way is where tides go and come,” John was confused and the blood stilled rippled down it’s back.

John thought about is family being worried of him not being home for hours. He knew that he had no chose.

Chapter four

The river (which had flowed for centuries) moved swiftly through London. Next to the river, the gateway stood tall. Over the year’s nature had taken over the river bank.

Clouds changed shape and colour in the dark gloomy sky, rain poured down. The fox was bleeding more than had seen ever before.

Nearing the ancient gateway, suddenly they heard distant shouts. They were caught. Crawling along the path, the fox was approaching the gateway. Platinum gates were shining in the sun light. John’s head was full with excitement as the fox approached the gateway with relief. On the other side, galaxies came into sight, comets came raining down from a point in space.

A moment later, several guards surrounded them holding their weapons and getting ready to fire. The fox, turning to face the guards, stood next to John. The fox growled with anger and John joined him. The guards were terrified so they dropped the weapons. And ran.

“It is time,” he spoke, looking at John. The fox walked silently to the gateway until he said,” thank you for everything, one day when I am healed I will return. Goodbye friend, by the way call me Felix.” With one  jump he disintegrated into star dust. Into a colourful universe. He had left.

John turned, to where the fox had jumped through the gateway, blinded by his surroundings. When the clouds cleared night sky, he felt different as if he got stronger.

As he went through the checkpoint, the guards didn’t seem as cruel and angry. But then the world changed forever. A sight he never seen before the sun came rising up.