POOLSTICK An International Paranormal Story

Prologue

He was pacing back and forth in front of the doors of the military ER, awaiting the news about his wife, Carolina. He had only just arrived an hour ago, dismissed from a very important meeting that he knew he shouldn't have left. But the General even had told him that he should be at the hospital to find out how his wife was doing.

Family was more important than anything, and everyone knew that.

Major George Carlstone was very anxious to hear any type of news from the doctors and nurses moving around in the U.S Infirmary he was stationed at. He would always grab any that passed by him and asked them if they knew the situation about Carolina. But no one really could tell him anything about how she was doing. Or about the newborn child that was about to come into his life.

George Carlstone was, of course, a military man and was pretty strict and serious when he needed to be. He had served numerous missions for the U.S Army and had fought a few battles in his time. He had been in the military since he even got out of High School and had a Military Degree in Science. He was very intelligent and skilled. Most of his family had ever been in the army and he swore that his newborn son, if it was a boy, would follow his footsteps.

But if it were a girl.......he had no clue what he'd do.

"Carlstone." said a very quiet and gentle voice, sounding as if it had come from the very shadows their selves.

In a way, it had.

A little startled, Carlstone jumped and turned sharply only to see a very pale young man with dark chestnut hair falling around his face in medium length. He was a very unusual youth, and even doctors and nurses realized that as they passed by him. Some stared him with alarm or unease. They could tell that he was different. They could tell that he was not like them. His nearly snow-white skin told them that he was not like them. He looked as if he hadn't seen the sun very much. There was some pink tint to his pale complexion though, which had some of the doctors sigh with relief. It was either the fact that the pink tint meant at least a little healthy or something else. The young man's eyes were the strangest thing about him though. They were deep brown, yet there seemed to be some kind of violet tint to them when the light hit them.

The only normal thing about him was his clothes. He wore an ordinary plain, black tee shirt and ordinary black jeans. He was wearing a small chain around his neck where a silver ring hung. It was a simple silver ring with a strange insignia carved into the metal. It was some kind ancient Romanian symbol. No one really could determine what it meant.

Still, Carlstone knew this young man. He gave him a light smile and a faint chuckle escape deep within as he met the young man's strange eyes. Shaking his head, he held out a hand to the youth, who forced a smile right back as he reached out with his own pale hand and shook Carlstone's. "Torick, you shouldn't be here. The agency won't like it that you've come. Plus there are too many temptations for you in the hospital. What if you lost control and......"

The young man, Torick only shook his head as he took back his hand and glanced around at the uneasy staff. He met the eyes of a young nurse, who didn't seem afraid though. She actually looked intrigued by this handsome young man. But meeting his eyes made her own eyes glaze over a little, causing him to tear his earnest stare away quickly. "I've taken care of it, Carlstone. I won't lose control. Besides I was concerned. I've already told you why. Carolina wasn't feeling at her best a few days ago. She....." He was saying.

"She was only having her usual contractions. Carolina will be fine. And so will the baby." Carlstone said, giving the pale young man a pointed look. But his face softened a little when Torick faintly smiled at him, looking down at the ground. "I know you're just concerned for them though. And I'm grateful. Thank you for coming, Torick. I suppose I am going a little crazy without anyone telling me what's going on."