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not sure what to call it at this point; 12:00 am

watt’s house


11:59:59, midnight. everyone left in his head let out a sigh of relief.

“finally” Watt said. everything was finally quiet. he could hear himself think. he could still hear others, but compared to the norm of the other 24 hours a day,the secret 25th hour was bliss. nothing compared to the feeling of blue time, nothing. at this time he could usually only hear 3 other people, the people he called friends. he could hardly believe he was still sane, all other times of the day, it seemed like he could hear the whole town thinking. everyone was happy. Elainie was happy, she was being rescued from that prison people call an orphanage, she’s stuck there till she’s 18. Ridly was happy too. he was finally free of that prison most people call gravity. he was rescuing Elainie. levi was generally happy, his only problem is that he knew he had to make weapons, but he wasn’t sure what for. but there were more minds tonight, 4 to be exact. 2 of them were heading towards Elainie and ridly, who were on their way here, and the other two were heading straight for her.

“hey Watt” said Levi. he probably jumped two feet into the air

” damn, scare me to death”



 “listening to something?”


 “jeez, soorry.”



“i think i found a good use for your weapons”


 “i don’t know what’s coming, but maybe we should play it safe”

“cool”  they walked outside.

 “they’re right on top of us.”

 “really where?” Levi said

“right here.” said an unfamiliar male voice from behind them.

the new generation


 still oblivious; 12:00 am

Elainie’s window, the orphanage



“hi elainie” ridly said

“hey ridly” elainie said back

“are you ready?” ridly asked

“yeah” she climbed through the sill and ridly floated down, waiting. she pushed off, and started to fall. then ridly caught her. she was filled with the weightlessness yet again, like she was every night at about this time. ridly always picked her up to take her to wherever they were meeting that night. elainie thought that ridly might like her. you know, like her, like her. she really hoped not though. cause she liked watt. ridly was cute and smart, but  watt had that pretty caramel colored hair,and the pretty blue eyes… wooh wait a minute, what was she doing? he could be listening!

“come on.” said ridly and he jumped. she jumped with him. up and down, a beautiful, calming rhythmic movement. something moved in the corner of her vision.

“what was that?” she inquired as they were going on a downward movement. he stopped when they landed.

“what was what?”

“didn’t you see it??”

 ”no what should i have seen?”

“something sparkly was flying behind us” they looked around. 

“there, in that bush. come out whoever you are!” 

“ok ok don’t be alarmed, we’re here to help.” a Hispanic boy stepped out of the bush, followed by a redheaded girl with a sparkly arm. could that be… 

“I’m Jonathan and this is Jessica”

“is that lightning?” ridly asked as if he’d been reading her thoughts.

“yes it’s lightning,” jessica answered “you wanna touch it? it doesn’t hurt.”

“sure” ridly said. he started forward.  elainie caught him by the shoulder.

“what are you DOING!?!” she whispered

“I’m gonna touch it.” ridly answered

she looked at Jessica again. she was still holding hands with Jonathan. her arm looked dangerous.  

elainie let go of ridly and addressed Jonathan

“are you going to give us a reason that we should touch her hand?” elainie asked quite politely.

“well,” Jonathan said. “do you believe that anything is possible?”

“I’m standing with time frozen around me, adjacent to a  girl whose hand is covered in lightning, after i just finished flying. i think i’ll believe just about anything right now.”

“me too” ridly added.

“ok,” Jessica continued. “we’re not the only ones roaming the secret hour. there are darklings too. they want to eat us.”

“and if we touch your hand…” elainie said. wondering what this had to do with it.

“the darkling can’t touch you!”

“ok,” elainie said “ridly go touch her hand.”

ridly stepped forward and touched it. he looked like he was in pain at first, but it wasn’t long before the pained look subsided.

“ok” elainie stepped forward. she reached out and touched it. it was painful at first but it didn’t last very long. it was like sticking a fork in an electric socket. then they had to go. half of the secret hour was already gone. they reached their destination quickly. watts house. but they were quite surprised at what they saw when they got there.


apparently its called blue time; 12:00 am

watts front lawn



they flipped around, both screaming. the girl was doubled over, laughing at them. the boy just sort of laughed, once or twice and then was serious. the girls laughing gradually subsided and she said:

“I’m Melissa, and this is Rex. we’re here to explain blue time to you. and your friends. where are they? Jessica and Jonathan were supposed to make sure they made it here quickly.”

“we usually split up and tackle different towns. but there are a lot of you here, for a small town like this. and a wide variety of you.” Rex said.

“while were  waiting, what do you know already?” Melissa asked.

watt answered. “well i know that as far as my telepathy goes, you guys and us are the only ones unfrozen right now. this blue time stuff affects us. differently from person to person. elainie can turn stuff on, i can read minds, ridly can, uhhhhh, fly i guess you could call it, and Levi, I’m not sure what Levi does, i guess he got even better at math maybe. and everything, i mean everything freezes. the rain even stops falling.”

”and it happens every night at midnight” ridly added. he thought about it for a minute and realized that before this stuff happened, he hadn’t had to make weird weapons. but he didn’t say anything.

“nice weapons,” Rex said “have you used them?”

“why should i have reason to? nothing here to fight.” Levi said.

“hear that watt?” melissa asked. watt listened.

”yes.” he answered. “what is it?” Watt asked

”it’s a darkling” Melissa said.

”okay.” watt said.

“we might have found a use for those weapons” Rex said. then Levi saw it. a huge bulky mass flying. moving fast. just over the horizon.

“pick a weapon” he said as he pulled out a shield and a  bow with alloy arrows. his mom got the alloy for him. it was such a new alloy that they didn’t even have a name for it. he whispered their names. the shield was lethargically loathsomeness participation and the arrows he would name as he went.

“what are you doing?” watt asked

“naming them for luck” Levi answered

“you don’t know how much luck that’s going to give you my friend. those are 13 letter words, tridecalogism’s, darklings are afraid of the number 13.” Rex said they each had their own weapons, named and ready. Levi saw how close it was. it wouldn’t be long before the thing landed. 

finally it did. it changed into a black panther before their eyes. Watt was freaked out. its afraid of the number 13 huh? Levi thought. then he started naming the multiples of 13.  

” 13, 26, 39″ the thing hissed. he kept going pulled an arrow and stuck it in his bow.

” lackadaisical ” he named it and shot the darkling moved, but the shot still hit it on the back leg. sparks flew from the wound. it was like a firework had  been lit. the darkling howled in pain and tried to pull it out, every time he touched it it sparked again. he continued with the multiples. he looked up and noticed that the others had arrived. they were staring opened mouthed. 

 ”65, 78, 91,” the thing howled again and prepared to take Levi out. it crouched, and sprang. Levi whispered the shields name one more time. and held it in front of him. the panther hit hard and glanced of in a shower of sparks. a spear hit him while he was down. Melissa threw it. it howled once more and stood.

 ”nitroglycerin” Levi named another arrow. he shot and it whirred through the air. it hit the darkling directly between the eyes like a bullet. more sparks, a howl, and it keeled over, dead 


10:32 am

                      highway to bixby, oklahoma



“gosh this town is dumpy” thought nikey as they were driving into bixby. all she wanted was to go back to new york. but then again this move did have its benefits. her parents were forcing her to come with them for the summer. sadly she HAD to listen. she wasn’t “of age” for three more months according to the stupid government. but if any trip came up, her parents would let her leave early.

     seriously, they would. they’re pushovers. she threw a fit when they told her about moving so they took her to get a motorcycle complete w/ the license. she was spoiled rotten, she was allowed to do anything she wanted to. she got everything. she went through an “i want to be a ninja phase” and her parents got her metal throwing stars. she wondered what it was like, living in a small town. well, she would find out soon enough.


10:32 am

                                 ada’s new house



ada was just moving into her new house. she was new to bixby, but for the next year she would be living the small town life. she had already graduated high school, and, even though she wasn’t 18 for another month, she had a masters degree in nursing. she was just that smart.

     “crap” she said as the sapphire contact slid off her brown iris. she blinked a few times and it was back in place. she was nothing without her contacts. her brown curly hair fell to her sholders. her skin was tan from her mexican heritage, and she spoke fluent spanish. she put her sun glasses on. it was really bright here.



                   inside adas house



ada sat bold upright in bed. weird, midnight exacatly. everything was blue. she woke up because she had hit something in her sleep. she could see exactaly what it was. the glass of water on her bedside table. it was frozen mid-air, with the water half spilled.

“what the heck?” ada asked to no one imparticular. she reached for her glasses. yup it was still there. she went got a bucket and poked a stray drop of water. it tumbled into the bucket, glimmering blue.

“this has to be a dream” she thought out load. she looked over at her brother. he was curled up with his head under his pillow. he was only a year older than her, but that just made him all the more annoying.

“cam?” she asked her brother, who was sharing her room until his was finished.

“cam come look at this!” she said. her brow furrowed when he didn’t awaken.

“camrooooonnnn.” she whined. she walked over and pulled the covers off his head.


“cam wake up!” she whisper screamed in his ear. he still didn’t budge. she pulled him out of his bed and onto the floor.

“what?” he moaned. this was kinda weird, she thought as she glanced at the clock. still midnight. what was really weird was that cam and she had been born on the strike of midnight.

“cam look at this!” she said entusiastically.

“is it noon already?” he moaned as he glanced at the clock.

“no, stupid its only midnight, now look at the glass!” she said, frustrated now. he looked at the direction she was jesturing in and his naturally sapphire blue eyes, which ada hated him for, widened with surprise.

“what am i looking at?” he asked, his voice sounded astonished.

“the glass”

“that is weird” he said. he glanced again at the clock. still midnight, ada noticed. then she looked back at cam. it looked like it had finnaly actually hit him that he was looking at a glass suspended in mid-air at exactly midnight.

“what the heck?!” he said.




                      Nikey’s house






  1. to be continued

  2. please excuse mild language

  3. cool fic!

    very nice. i likey. you should ask Lizzy-wa (when she returns) to post it on the HQ

  4. cool

  5. bran-la if ur there and can see this watch ur eyes its bright

  6. pleze excuse violence

  7. wow, i should have done this with my story (put it on a different page)

  8. pretty cool. why’s flyboy such a sexist pig though? annoying and out of character.

    also, variety not verity and affects not effects. srry, had to say that.

    the diff. page thing is pretty cool.

  9. sorry always had bad spelling. he was acting trying to get him to touch her hand without telling him why b/c he new he wouldn’t believe him. the second one was really b/c he was actinh to well. really i was never sure about that section. that wasn’t really my best work. it made my character look pretty mean too,so that wasn’t really how i imagined her

  10. so i might just take that whole section out.

  11. there i altered the section a lot. i fixed the grammer too.

  12. whoo just felt like sayin that

  13. editing is fun and healthy.
    *goes to reread*

  14. *sigh*
    my fan fic sucks
    yours is really good though

  15. uhh
    and I don’t get the sexist pig thing…

  16. thanx. the sexist pig thing was from b4 i edited. i got bored and wrote a violent section where jonathan wuz a sexist pig,now he’s not b/c editing is fun and healthy

  17. is ur fan fic on the web???

  18. No. . . . .
    Unless Becca put it on her blog…which she probably did….

  19. Yes, she did 😦

  20. Becca, you’re dead.
    *Wishes I knew how to do devilish face*
    *also wishes that Becca would get home from choir so that I could kill, if not seriously injure, her*

  21. i get that felling sometimes, u no the im-gonna-kill-my-sister-feeling

  22. but i like it. dont kill her pleze she needs 2 steal more. i need to no wat happens, so many questions!!!! gosh pleaz dont kill her,

  23. Yeah but I get it times 5

  24. thats sad, i get the im-gonna-kill-my-brother-and-sister-feeling too
    do u ever get those???
    my brothers 2
    * heaves a huge sigh*
    my sister let him in my room the other day and he lost one of my retainers, and stole my slinky. i finally found the retainer under my bed. 😦
    my sisters 7 and thinks that i cant beat the crap out of her. she is sadly mistaken, im the oldest.

  25. My sister, Samantha (the two year old), hides everything she can find under her bed.
    I have a 2 year-old brother (he and Samantha are twins), but he just likes to draw.
    The brothers I want to kill are 11 and 13

  26. I won’t kill her
    She went to spend the night at her friend’s house after choir and by the time she got back I was over the killing thing (but I did smack her)

  27. I’ll try to take more, but she went through and edited out huge gaps last night

  28. noooooooooooooooooo.

  29. I got some more 😀

  30. yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😀 😀 😀

  31. NOOO!

  32. hehe

  33. i really like it. y dont u want it on the web. u should either post it on a blog that u create or let becca post it

  34. once again

  35. My words are not internet worthy!

  36. o pleasei luved it. go becca.
    go fight STEAL!!!!

  37. BOO BECCA!

  38. go becca u can do it ignore ur sister
    go fight steal!!!

  39. Me got more 😛

  40. yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i luvs u becca!!!!! u rox

  41. hmmm…
    that’s kinda creepy cuz my newest character’s name is Ade…

  42. wats wrong w/ ada?

  43. ada is a great name. ada is common too, sooo

  44. weird tho

  45. well, Ade is my nickname in spanish….it’s short for Adelina….and it’s pronounced Adday so I guess it truly isn’t that weird…..
    okay no offense but LIZ AND JAKE!?!?
    it just disgusts me…
    sudden outburst of anger…
    I just can’t get over how stinking WRONG that all is…
    yeah…sorry…i’m crazy…
    oh and there is nothing wrong with the name Ada
    okay I am having trouble with my brain…
    you typed ALOT on twilight fan fic
    I mean CHEESE!
    Were you like saving it to post it all at once?
    sorry this is long…

  46. most people like liz and jake. *gives a confused look at this one different opinion* i had it all on fan fic and copy pasted. no offence is taken but there is no way in the world im changing it b/c i just luv it!!! no offence but your opinion is the only one that has been negitive over this. im… confused, y do u think its wrong? (her brain is slightly overloaded with this final piece of info and in combonation w/ being unable to write on this story 4 a while she gives a twitch)

  47. o and y did u not post that on the twilight fic? cuz now, sum people are going to b slightly confused.

  48. I was responding to the ada comment but then I just went on a rampage…sorry
    I don’t even know why I think its wrong…..
    but for some odd reason it makes me want to swear in Russian…
    unfortunately I do not use swear words…and even if I did I don’t know any in Russian…

  49. It’s not fair!
    the people in my books can swear in Russian just by me typing
    “Nichiara? She’s swearing in Russian.”

    • thepresidentofdarklingmidnighterresoures
    • Posted February 8, 2008 at 10:37 pm
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  50. goodness. still glad u like it. a little bossy much. jk itz cool. this i really need to work on to. whens the last time i was on the hq neway? hummmm

  51. Where’s Desdemona? You seem to have left her out.
    And I mean, I’m sure you’ve heard it a million times before, but your spelling and grammar needs work.

  52. didn’t dess stay in bixby at the end of the last book? and yeah, my spelling and grammar suck, this is rough, my editator hasn’t editated it yet. (how’s that for bad grammer?)

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