OFF the tracks

Prologue

The king had three guardians to rule over the four zones of his kingdom.

The first guardian, Dedan, was of Zone 1.

He was quite a tall leader...and despite his rude and bossy behavior, Dedan ruled the place with an iron fist...literally. He lives in the fountains of Alma.

Zone 1 consists of the three elements; smoke...metal and meat. The citizens in Zone 1 breathe smoke and eat meat as their basics of survival. And without them, they'd either starve or suffocate to death. Smoke and meat are the first and second of the four most important elements.

The Guardian of the second zone...was Japhet, the Phoenix of Fire. He loved the citizens there as if they're his own kin. And they loved him back then...But as time passed, he had been neglected and forgotten by them. Once, was a Guardian of Hope...to just a long, unread history textbook. History became a Legend, and a Legend became a Myth...filled with tears, Japhet faded away into just lost hopes and dreams. Who's to say he wasn't always guarding them?

Zone 2 was a land flowing of plastic. Without them, the people wouldn't have any materials to build with. It is the third of the four important elements.

Zone 3, a land of sugar and factories, was assigned to a big man, Guardian of the third zone, Enoch. He works as the manager of the sugar plant in the third zone...his workers promised of a SWEET reward if they work hard enough. They used the dead bodies of fallen workers to produce the sugar. Sugar is the last of the four important elements.

Quite distasteful, I know, but where would they dispose the dead workers? They don't have soil to bury them like we do...

So they reused them, burned them into sugar, the addictive drug for the workers and the people. Without this last element, they would go insane.

Last but not least, was Zone 5...Monoca- This Zone was a land of clay and plants. Its purpose, is that the plants are for growing and taking stress off whenever needed, the clay as a plaything for modeling objects and items such as 'statues' and 'grave stones' for people who died.

Now, my dear reader...you are assigned to read the perilous adventures of a certain girl called The Batter...

She is but a humble girl on a mission...to purify the world of evil beings called Spectres.

She wears a black cap with an unnumbered white jersey of a Baseball Batter- with black inner long sleeves, with a pair of long black jeans. Her skin as pale as a ghost's...her hair as white and silver as clouds.

She was never the type of person to show emotions...or express them. Her weapon of choice was of course, a firm wooden bat.

There was nothing but the void in the beginning...all but one being in existence...was the puppeteer.

Her job is to ensure the protagonist finishes her mission...or not.

Are you ready?

This will be quite the tale to tell.