Portal Jumping (Short Story)

Welcome to my humble abode of a diary, viewer. My name is Fionna Rose Smith. I'm an idiot. And I travel between parallel dimensions and odd universes, trying to find my home. Or at least, that's what I think I'm doing.. Huh. Never really bothered to check. But that's besides the point.

It all started on a crash landing in Africa. Why I was going to Africa? To be honest, I don't remember. Maybe to "save the rhinos" or something. I was a giant naturalist a few years ago, so that wouldnt surprise me. Nah. Wouldnt be surprising. Anyways, allow me to set a scene for you..

The Ship's on fire.

I'm crashing into uncharted Africa.

And I have a surprising amount of donuts left next to my piloting seat.

So the crash was going great.

I yelped at the top of my lungs as I yanked the controls to my flight pattern up. They broke off. Yeah. Thanks brain for not thinking of that. Hyperventilating, I stood up, grabbing my donut box and hurtling towards the exit. I grabbed a parachute on the way, cause, ya know, donuts wouldn't make me fly. Without attatching the parachute first, I took a leap of faith and jumped out of the exit door.

So there I was, diving through the air, with my parachute not properly attached, and a box of donuts flying in the air as they slipped out of my hands. So of course I was heart broken. I twisted in the air, gripping onto the harness of the parachute. I had a good minute or so before I hit the ground. (or, in this case water, because I hadn't looked down enough yet to process I was going to hit a very big lake.)My fingers slipping, I slowly put on my harness, trying not to die. It kept unattaching. I yelled at it, kicked it, and was just about to slap it, when my hands slipped free from it completely.

Not good.

Screaming, I plunged towards the ground. I got a last glance of something swirling in the water below me, sort of like an opening in time, before I hit the water and the blackness covered me.

Thankfully, I was not dead. But I might as well have been.

Now, your thinking, "Wow, Fionna, it couldn't have been THAT bad where you ended up!"

Oh man, that's where you are wrong. Because I was about to face one of the most bloodiest wars.

From the visiting side of a gifted wooden horse of death.

The Trojan War.

(End of part 1. Part 2 WIP)

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