The World of Nutcrackers

Nutcracker World

The story of the nutcracker starts out with a thought, a golden wand, and an explosion. Two powerful wizards were battling, one had a golden wand whish was bright and shown with light. The other held the dark wand, this wand only knew of death and darkness. In a vicious act the wizard with the dark wand disarmed the wizard with the golden wand. The golden wand having been overcome with such dark magic fell from the wizard’s hand.

The golden wand had a mind and a will, in an act of self-preservation the wand opened a passage to the Vexis. The wounded wand slipped into the portal and fell aimlessly through the realm between realms. It had no idea what was going to happened when the wand heard something that sounded like a song, it was so beautiful that it wanted to know what the song meant. Suddenly the colors of blue and white faded and the wand was floating in a room. People were around the wand but seemed oblivious it. A young child ran thought the wand and over to a cedar chest with figuring’s on it. The song was so strong, and it drew the wand in closer. Oddly enough there was a tree covered in a light smidge of snow inside the room. Round and other trinkets hung on the tree, the song was coming from the odd tree. The golden wand moved gently in the air until it saw where it was moving to. An item that resembled a large silver snowflake was resting on one of the many braches of the pine. The song was coming from the snowflake, and the wand moved closer to it. Soon the tip of the wand was about to gently touch the snowfall when the song reached a powerful pitch of purity and joy. An electric spark moved though the large flack of snow and passed into the golden wand. Suddenly the wand was filled with so much power that it shot through the room. It moved quickly over to where the cedar chest stood and where the young child was looking at the wooden figures. The music and power now in the wand grow to such an extreme that the power blew out and spread over all the room with a magical glow that the wand only seemed to be aware of.

Then an amazing thing happened. The room dissolved into a place so glorious that the wand could not understand it. A being stood by the wand with her glory burning and shinning everywhere.

“OH, YOUNG ONE.” The being said with a powerful and marvelous voice, a voice beyond any voice the wand had ever heard. “YOU SHALL BE THE CREATOR, AS MY WILL IS, SO IS YOUR MIND.” The being then took hold of the wand and powerful energy, and other things that the wand could not comprehend coursed through its frame.

A burst of power and light shot in front of the wand and colors with sound mixed to make an orchestra of creation and wisdom. The energy surged though into an open dark space flooding it with light and energy. The heat shot out the void and swirled around with heat and speed. Energy became matter, matter into energy, nothing was lost or gained. The power pulsed as the being let go of the golden wand.

“YOUNG ONE, LEARN ON. GO TO YOUR RIGHT PLACE. YOU HAVE DONE A GREAT THINGS, GO AND BE AT PEACE.” The being said with power and wisdom. The wand suddenly found its self with the wizard again and quickly flew to his aid quickly deflecting a spell sent at the wizard. The dark spell mixed with the residual power on the wand. The spell quickly traversed though the Vexis and moved quickly into a newly formed realm with a world forming. The spell hung there for many millions of years until energy and matter moved though it and a figure was formed out of the spell.

Made of living wood the figure was fair and wore a dark red well fashioned coat. A dim yet powerful blue cap hung over the figures shoulders. Its hair was white like that of snow, and its eyes were blue. In its right hand was an evergreen tree with a brightly glowing star atop of it. The left of the figure held a small bag with a smaller and less designed figure inside. The figure was beautiful and well made, but it had no life. It was made of living wood, but it had no consciousness.

Then out of the dark and light of space came two souls that had just learned of their existences. Both were pull to the figure, but they knew not what to do. The first soul was unsure still getting the hang of understanding itself. The second one was unsure as well, but was ready for a new experience. As the first soul thought about what it should do, the second one made up its mind. It moved with the pull and over to the figure. The soul was read and eager to live in a new way. Yet, the first soul suddenly felt like it was ready. With all its might and light the first one shot at the figure and entered its form.

There was a flash and the figure’s eyes became alive and alert. “Where am I?” He asked looking around.

“You took it before I did!” An angry voice shouted at the old man.

“I took what?” He asked looking around with great confusion. “Where are we, what are we?” Suddenly all the memories and ideas moved thought he man’s head and knew who he was, and what is purpose was. “I’m Santa Claus!” The golly man said with a smile. “I give happiness, joy and gifts to all on the day of Christmas!” He proclaimed.

“You stole that from me!” The other soul yelled with great rage. It’s shinning presence darkened and it began ti grow and yell and scream in great anger.

“I’m sorry!” Santa said begging the now dark being to not be angered with him.

“I will have your power, it shall be main!” the dark being yelled as it shot Santa.

Santa lifted is arms in fear when the star atop the tree he was holding beamed with bright light and volleyed Santa away from the darkness and to the planet nearby.

Now eons passed and the world of the nutcrackers has full formed. Santa being joy every season and his helpers are always through to save the world. The darkness is still wanting Santa’s power, and its minions are ready to serve its dark wish, to destroy Christmas and all good things…

Nutcracker World begins…