The Phoenix Legacy

The Phoenix LegacyChapter 1: Beginnings

This is the story of an ordinary man named Sam Phoenix. Now why would I be writing about someone ordinary? Because, even though he was normal, his life wasn’t.

It all started when Sam was in his office. He was in his office, and then, he wasn’t. He was in the middle of no where – him, his desk, his chair and his computer. Sam stood up and looked around.

Definitely just him and his desk.

Sam logged on to chat to see three names he didn’t recognize – ab401, missleyna80 and BaTgIrL. He started to chat with ab401.samflame2989: Hey my name’s Sam, I’m kind of new around here. Where is here?ab401: I’m Abijheet, you’re in Wochesterton, it’s kind of deserted. So, you’re new? Nice to meet you. Welcome to the neighbourhood! What brought you here?

Sam started to explain about sort of appearing here all of a sudden, and Abijheet’s reply was:Cool!Sam asked how he could contact him, and Abijheet said get a phone. Sam asked where.

But all of a sudden a phone appeared beside him!“Wow,” he muttered.

“Hey Abijheet, it’s Sam. Do you wanna come over, I need help building a roof.”“You don’t have a roof?!”“Well... No.”“Sure, be right over.”

“Abijheet!”“Sam!”They greeted each other like old friends, and Sam was glad to be able to put a face to the computer name.

An hour later, it was still raining, and the sweaty men stood back to look at their handiwork.“Thanks, Ab.”“S’all right, mate. I’ll be off, then. See you round.”“Yeah, see you.”

Feeling lonely, Sam logged back onto chat to see a new name: jill10garden.samflame2989: Hello, my name’s Sam.jill10garden: Hi I’m Jill.samflame2989: I’m new around here so I’m trying to meet the neighbours.jill10garden: Cool, cool.

samflame2989: Do you want to come by my place tomorrow?Sam waited for the reply, which took a while to come.

jill10garden: Ok.

That night, Sam dreamed of Jill and what tomorrow would bring.

He left for work early the next morning, his first day in the Gamer Career Track.

When he got back, Jill came over.She wasn’t stunningly pretty, but not ugly either. Sam greeted her.

“You’re a very pretty woman,” he said, trying to be nice.“Thanks, you’re not bad looking yourself.”

After an awkward beginning, they began to get at ease with other’s company, laughing at stupid jokes and talking about their life.

Later than night, Sam took hold of Jill’s hand.“Jill, I... I really like you.”“Thanks, I like you too.”“Jill, I mean...”

Sam kissed her, and when they broke away, Jill said,“I feel the same way.”