Aaden BlueStar - Boy ET Chapter 1b

An ordinary boy discovers he is Extraterrestrial

Aaden could hear his name being called, but it seemed to be from a distance. The tugging on his sleeve finally brought him out of the fog of his half-sleep state. His eyes focused in the direction of the voice.

 “Aaden … answer the teacher,” Fleur said in an urgent whisper.

 The chuckles from the others in the schoolroom finally brought him to his senses and Aaden looked around, dazed. His eyes settled on the man at the front of the room. He hadn’t seen the man before and he assumed this was the replacement teacher he’d heard was coming. But how had he missed the man’s entrance? Either he’d fallen asleep or it was another one of those missing moments in time. He decided not to think about it for the time being – all eyes were now on him.

The man was in his early forties, with tight curly dark hair, graying at the temples. His expensive jeans and stylish open-necked shirt showed he was trying to look cool, but his choice of frames with his glasses betrayed his more natural nerdy side. He had a bemused expression, surveying Aaden with one eyebrow raised.

“Nice of you to join us,” the man said in a comical tone. “I’m Brian Masters, your new teacher for this term.” He glanced at his watch. “I officially start tomorrow, but I wanted to briefly introduce myself before classes finished today. And now, it’s your turn … tell me your name.”

 “Dreamer Greene,” quipped one of the other students.

Aaden wasn’t surprised to see that it was Simon Damon who had made the remark. Although offended, the image in Aaden’s mind of Simon as a yapping Chihuahua dissipated his anger at the boy. He even had to suppress a grin.

“I’m Aaden,” he stammered, looking back at the teacher. “Aaden Greene.”

“Well Aaden,” the man replied, “just so we understand each other, I expect my pupils to pay attention in class.”

 “He can’t help it,” said Fleur.

 Aaden did his best to conceal his smile. Yet again his pixie princess was jumping to his defense. It was always a sure thing, especially when Simon Damon was leading the charge.

“Of course it’s his fault – he’s a dreamer,” said Simon.

“He was struck by lightning,” Fleur snapped back, fire flashing in her eyes.

 “Yeah, and it fried his brain,” said Simon. “He’s never been the same since.”

 “You only know the half of it,” said Aaden, the words coming out as though he was talking to himself.

 The teacher raised his hand.

  “What do you mean by that?” the teacher asked Aaden, his eyes narrowing.

  Aaden stared back at him. Very few knew the full story of that strange day. He’d told only the two people he could trust – his sister Tiffany and his best friend Fleur, both of whom he swore to secrecy.

“When Simon said you’ve never been the same since,” Masters repeated, “you said that he didn’t know the half of it … what did you mean by that?”

Aaden concentrated on the energy field surrounding the man, which was a pale lemon color, a much more refined aura than the murky red and green aura that surrounded Simon Damon. He wasn’t sure what to say, or how much to say.

“Sometimes … I know things … that others don’t.”

Brian Masters leaned forward.

“Like what?”

Aaden hesitated. Despite the pressure of all eyes in the classroom on him, he fixed his gaze solely on Brian Masters. The man held his gaze without blinking, the two of them studying each other for some moments, oblivious to the others in the room.

“One thing I know,” Aaden said slowly. “You recently put money into a finance company. It’s not a good investment. If you don’t get your money back soon, you’ll lose it.”

Masters was dumfounded. He simply gaped at Aaden. Even Simon Damon was too flabbergasted to say anything.

The teacher recovered quickly. To Fleur, he said, “Struck by lightning … you’re joking … right? Most people being struck by lightning have ended up being very dead.”

Aaden was amazed at how quickly he’d changed the subject, but he saw the confusion in the man’s eyes.

“Not this time,” said Fleur.

“H’mmm. Okay,” said Masters as he surveyed Aaden. “Tell me about it.”

With all eyes again on Aaden, Simon Damon gave a loud yawn. Two other boys, his closest friends, chuckled in support, but Masters promptly waved his hand to quiet them.

Aaden took a deep breath. He’d told the story so many times before, but each new person who heard of it always wanted to hear the details.

 “I was climbing a tree in the park,” he began, glancing over at Simon, “trying to get my prize baseball after that guy threw it into the branches where it got stuck.”

Simon raised his arms in a gesture that indicated he was proudly accepting an honor. His friends laughed.

“Okay,” said Masters, waving his hand to quiet them. “Then what happened?”

“There was a storm. I knew I shouldn’t be near trees in a storm, but I thought I had time to get the ball before the lightning got closer. I got it wrong. I don’t remember anything after that.”

“The whole tree lit up,” Fleur said. “I was there in the park – I saw it happen. Aaden was thrown from the branch he was on and he landed on another smaller bush that broke his fall before he hit the ground.”

The teacher’s expression was typical of everyone who heard the story for the first time – a mixture of amazement tinged with disbelief.

“You’re seriously telling me that you were struck by lightning and you survived?”

Aaden nodded. “Because I was in the tree, not grounded, I got a jolt and was thrown from the branch … I woke up later in hospital.”

The bell sounded, interrupting Aaden’s story. The pupils filed out of the room a lot slower than usual, with many of them glancing back at either Aaden or the teacher. Brian Masters indicated to Aaden to stay, and waited for the room to empty. When finally it was just him, Aaden and Fleur in the room, he sat on the edge of a nearby desk and leaned towards Aaden.

“That was a strange thing you said earlier,” he said in a low tone. “What amazes me is how you’d know that I’ve invested money in a finance company that was recommended by a friend. I checked into it – they’ve had good returns over many years. It seems like a good investment.”

“You should get your money back,” Aaden repeated.

“We’ve got to go,” said Fleur, standing and pulling at Aaden’s arm. “We’re meeting Tiffany … remember?”

Aaden glanced at her. There was no rush to meet his sister – they always met after school to walk home together.

Fleur immediately turned towards the door, glancing back at him, but with her face turned slightly away so Master’s couldn’t see her insistent expression. Aaden raised his hand to Masters in a brief wave and followed her out of the room.

“Why did you do that?” said Fleur as they walked down the hallway.

 “I had to warn him. He’s going to lose his money. I didn’t think it was right not to.”

 “But in front of the whole class!”

 Aaden grinned. “They’ll forget it soon enough. They’re all too caught up in their own lives. But Masters won’t forget – the message was for him. It’s up to him now what he does with it.”

Fleur flashed a critical parent look. “You have to be more careful not to show your powers. People will fear you like you’re a freak … or they’ll hound you for predictions of the future.”

Aaden didn’t bother to answer – he was sure she’d know he wouldn’t take any notice of that one. The exasperated look on her face showed him she’d picked up his thought.

Exiting the main building, they descended the large stone steps to an open courtyard that was now buzzing with students and teachers, all heading in different directions. The beautiful park beyond, which was always a welcome scene at the end of the day, was already teaming with people milling along the many walkways amongst the tall trees and sculptured gardens.

Even with the horde, Aaden was able to spot Tiffany waiting for them by the fountain. It wasn’t only her trademark bright top that made her stand out in a crowd - Tiffany had a presence, a quality that Aaden was always able to spot. Perhaps it was simply their close bond as siblings, but Aaden was sure others could also see that special quality about his sister that made her different. 

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This is an excerpt of Aaden BlueStar – check back soon for the next installment… or you can download the full story HERE!

Aaden BlueStar - Boy ET Chapter 1a

Aaden BlueStar

An ordinary boy discovers he is Extraterrestrial

Prologue

Aaden seems a normal teen until a lightning bolt changes his life forever. Able to sense danger, see people's auras and occasionally read their thoughts, it seems his life could not get any more unusual - that is, until he realizes his connection with an otherworldly race and their fight to prevent an environmental disaster on Earth.

Initially confused by this revelation, Aaden struggles to balance his life as he knows it with increasingly vivid recollections of another life. With his sister, Tiffany and his best friend Fleur, who are the only two he can confide in, he discovers his heritage and the special connection with two inter-dimensional champions and their mentor, Varoon. His grip on reality is challenged even further when he realizes that one of these inter-dimensional champions and his father, Senator Adam Greene, are interconnected.

They have all been brought back together at a time when the Earth is threatened, not only by the darker forces working against them, but also by ecological disaster, brought about by humanity. Their journey emphasizes The Power of Attraction, where the combined concentrated positive thought energy of the masses can bring about miraculous changes in our world.

Their nemesis, the dark Lord Belial, is just as determined to influence human development and dominate the world. Throughout their trials it is Varoon’s wisdom and influence that helps them rise to the challenge. The ensuing battle with the darker forces results in a climax that challenges the reader to determine the truth in Varoon’s words… “Life is a dream and you are the dreamer.”

Chapter 1a

“You come up and get it,” said Aaden. “You’re the one who threw it in the tree.”

Simon shrugged and his grin transformed into more of a sneer.

“Not my ball … don’t care if it stays there.”

Fleur’s eyes flashed. “You’re jealous. You know Aaden’s father gave him the baseball for his fifteenth birthday – it’s signed by his star team. He’s not going to leave it for you to get later. You knew that when you threw it up there.”

Aaden glanced down at the girl and his heart skipped a beat. Naturally pretty, her anxious expression accentuated the intensity of her hazel colored eyes. Although her short-cropped hair gave her a somewhat boyish appearance, it also emphasized her attractive pixy-like features. He did his best not to show the panic in his eyes, although her look showed him she already knew he was struggling with his fear of falling.

His sister Tiffany stood beside Fleur, saying nothing, but holding her hand to her mouth, eyes wide. They were a long way down and it reminded him of how high he’d climbed. He looked back at the baseball that was stuck in the finer branches, out of his reach. Nervous about going out on the finer branches, he tried to shake the tree from where he was – the ball wouldn’t budge.

“So what’re you going to do?” Simon taunted him. “If you want the ball … you’re going to have to go out … further.” 

‘What is it with that short skinny runt that makes him such a pain in the butt?’ Aaden thought. There was something about Simon’s sharp features and short, skinny body that reminded him of a Chihuahua dog, trying to prove its worth by yapping at bigger dogs.

It didn’t help that Simon knew about his fear of falling – that’s why he’d thrown the ball in the tree, to try and make him look foolish in front of the girls. But Aaden was determined to overcome his fear. It wasn’t just the ball … it was the fact that his father had given him the ball. He wasn’t going to leave it there.

A clap of thunder rolled in the distance.

Aaden looked around at the darkening sky. The sun, that had been so warm just a few moments earlier, was now blanketed in dark clouds. A chill filled the air and even the baseball, which only moments earlier had been glowing like a mini sun perched in a sea of green, was now dull, its allure diminished.

“Aaden, don’t do it,” said Tiffany. “It’s not worth it. There’s a storm coming. You know better than to be near a tree in a thunderstorm.” 

A flash of lightning forked down and it wasn’t far away. Aaden flinched at the flash and the instantaneous clap of thunder. The temptation to climb back down was almost overwhelming, but doing so would give Simon the victory and the encouragement to do worse in future. He also didn’t want to look foolish in front of Fleur.

With sweat moistening his brow he looked back at the ball that seemed so close. He just needed to go out a little further. Determined not to leave it there for Simon to get later, he knew he had to move quickly. He hadn’t seen a storm whip up so suddenly and it looked weird. Giant black, billowing clouds came rolling inland from the horizon, resembling massive waves fueled by strong winds. But the strange thing was that Aaden couldn’t even feel a hint of a breeze.

With the rumbling of the thunder building crescendo, he put the thought of danger out of his mind and concentrated on the ball. Reaching out for the thicker branches, he moved forward, testing the weight each time before moving on to the next one. Stretching out, his fingertips touched the ball and Fleur and Tiffany both gasped in unison. The tree limb groaned under the strain of his weight as he reached further. Pawing at the ball with his fingertips, he coached it towards him until … he finally had it in his grasp.

The branch suddenly gave way beneath him, but he barely had time to panic. Everything around him was ablaze with light. It was as though he was on stage and a million spotlights were trained on him in his triumph. The whole sky, which had been darkened with heavy rain clouds, was now dazzling light.

The jolt of electricity through Aaden’s body hurled him through the air and everything seemed to transform into slow motion. Scenes flashed before his mind’s eye. He’d heard that a person’s life flashes before them just before they are about to die, but these scenes weren’t of his life as he knew it.

He was captivated by what appeared to be a darkened sky on a moonless night, the stars sparkling like a million diamonds suspended in space. The strangest thing was that he was standing on a platform, suspended in the midst of this glory … on what appeared to be a small stage in the middle of the universe.  Although he was on the platform surrounded by space he had no fear of falling – somehow he felt assured he was safe, that some unseen force was surrounding him. There were cabinet-like structures around the perimeter of the stage and he was standing at a podium that had electronic gear built in – like a control panel.

Suddenly a face appeared … a sinister, brooding face.

He knew that face and he loathed it, although he couldn’t remember from where. Those dark, angry features had often appeared in his dreams and his visions, ever threatening to take his life.

The blazing eyes seemed to pierce into his brain and Aaden knew that the unusual storm and this menacing face were interconnected.

Suddenly he came back to earth with a crash. He slipped into unconsciousness, with the image of that loathsome face glaring at him.

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