Syrus lives in an apartment building in Vatican City. He spends all his time walking around town with his friends. Syrus walks by a small building. The name of the building is a strange word: “IDEYA.” As Syrus walks by, a voice comes from inside the building. “Syrus, come here!” Syrus walks into the shadowy building. A dark, shady old man in a black tunic is inside. The old man speaks. “Have you seen Synan lately? He wants me to keep him up-to-date on my newest inventions.” “No, I haven’t seen him. Sorry.” Just after Syrus finishes talking, a girl from school enters the room. She is just one year younger than Syrus. She has brown hair and brown eyes. Her name is Zoe. “Actually, Synan is on vacation,” Zoe says, “He’ll be back in about four days.” “And you would care because...?” Syrus asks. “It’s none of your business why I would care where he’s at.” “Yeah, okay. You fifth graders are weird.” Syrus walks toward the door. The old man stops him. “Syrus, before you leave, do you want to see my new invention?” The dark figure says. Syrus folds his arms as he listens. “I call it the Ideya Marble.” The mysterious old man pulls a Red and Shining object from the pocket on his tunic. “These will absorb the atomic makeup of an object it touches. The object will then be returned when the marble hits the floor again. I’ll give you ten of them.” The old man gives Syrus ten of the red marbles. He also gives ten of them to Zoe. Syrus leaves the building. Zoe also leaves. As Syrus walks down the sidewalk for a little while, he hears a scream from behind him. Zoe screamed. Syrus turns around and runs toward the sound. He gets to the edge of the city and sees Zoe and some kind of blue alien. Zoe is being lifted off the ground and toward the sky. Syrus jumps at the blue monster but instead gets caught in the trap that Zoe is in. As they float to the sky, Syrus loses consciousness. He regains sight after what seems to be not very long at all. He is looking straight up at a starry sky. Syrus sits up and looks around. He is in a fenced-in area. The ground is all purple, and on one side with no fence is the edge of a floating island. Syrus crawls over and looks off the edge. They are miles away from the Earth. Syrus stands up. There are two guard towers. Syrus sees Zoe leave just as the gates close behind her. Syrus runs toward the gates. A shadowy guard stops him. “Please remove any mirrors, slingshots, or throwable objects.” “Why do you need a mirror? Do you want to break it??” Syrus comments. “Just do it or die you little punk!!” “Screw you! What kind of law are you under her?” “Wizeman’s law. Now give me the requested objects.” “Never.” Syrus brushes the purple dirt off his jeans. “Then you shall feel the wrath of The Land of No Return!” The guard pulls out a small radio reciever and begins speaking into it. “We have a 24-14 crisis here. Spyke-012334 requesting backup.” Syrus gives the guard the finger. Before he can put it back down he is blasted fifteen feet away. A figure slowly hovers toward the ground. Suddenly a slight scream occurs as a golden-yellow flame appears, lighting up the person. He looks like he’s 12, maybe 13. He’s wearing a white T-shirt and blue shorts. On the shirt is a stretched “W” in red. He has a short head under a yellow helmet. His evil eyes are stretched along the bottom of the helmet. “Syrus, I presume? I am James. Having trouble already, are we?” James says, his shirt rustling as the golden energy blows by him. “How do you know my name?” Syrus asks, climbing back to his feet. “Believe me, I have my sources.” James’ energy field vanishes. James walks over to Syrus and searches him, revealing ten ideya marbles. “He’s clean.” James gives the marbles back. The gates open and James shoves Syrus through. James slowly lifts off the ground mumbling “Man, you’d think his three-day nap would be helpful.” “Three days?!” Syrus yells, almost too loudly. James continues floating away, as if he didn’t hear Syrus at all. Syrus hears the guard speaking, “Please remove all slingshots, mirrors, or throwable objects.” He then hears a familiar voice “I don’t have any.” It’s Synan! Syrus decides to wait here for Synan.