Chapter 1.


    "Mrs. Maddison, Do toi think toi can answer this question for us?"
    I looked up from my notebook I had been drawing doodles of fleurs and smiley faces on and stared at the white board that my math teacher, Mr. Winsley was pointing at.
    "It's 67.23" I answered without any hesitation. I hadn't worked out any of the problems so far but I was good at math... Honestly, I was good at everything. I had to be.
    Mr. Winsley acted unsuprised, but I was able to see through it. His eyebrows raised slightly...

Karanlos targets the furthest target, and with lightning speed, rolls, elbows the warrior in the back of the knee bringing him to the ground. Without hesitation and with great agility, Karanlos back flips on to the warriors back, then almost as if using the warrior's body as if it was a trampoline, corkscrew flips high in the air. In mid air spin, Karanlos snaps the neck of one of the attackers. The warrior's body falls limp, and Karanlos stands confidently in front of the spiked wall. The farthest warrior thrusts himself up from his knee and throws his blade. Karanlos cartwheels, kicking the...

Chapter 3.

    I wake up the suivant morning at 5:30 to my radio playing 94.7 the brew as groggy as ever. I sleepily step in the bathroom and proceed to take a long, hot douche in an attempt to wake myself up. When I get back to my room, as I'm humming along to the blaring music, I throw on the first outfit my fingertips touch, which today happen to be a loose, grey AC-DC chemise and a pair off ripped up, old blue jeans. I finish up with my morning routine and somehow manage to get all of my brothers ready for school before we have to leave. Usually we leave an heure early so I...

    The suivant jour I step into "Neat Beats" the musique store I work at on weekends.The best part that I l’amour so much is that I can basically do anything here as long as I help customers with what they need. I usually just hang out and play my guitar, test all the amps we have here, and look at the musique livres and learn a few plus songs. We're never really busy here but I still l’amour my job, which I only have because my father was pretty much part of the family here.
    After a few hours I pull out my guitar, It has a broken string and I get free repairs,...

The walmart is busy and I'm walking around trying to avoid customers but, they're everywhere... Strange thing is, none of them even seem to know I'm there... I don't think much of it. I carry on walking down the video game aisle, and the tv wall. I always get stopped par a customer there... I was expecting to hear the words "excuse me, sir." but they carried on almost not even noticing I was there.
Then I heard my manager Todd. "Anyone see James?" I sighed and grunted to myself, "what now?" as I headed in his direction. I got right up to him and my friend Jerome told him, "He went on his fifteen"...

    As I lean over the pond I see my reflection like I would looking into a mirror. My eyes dark brown once again, I have a leaf in my hair that is the only imperfection of it's silky black curtain. I was born to be perfect. Have the perfect looks, mental abilities, perfect eyes to gaze into. The problem is I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be.
    I turn my head to see the deer lying dead suivant to me. It was my kill and would probably last us for maybe 3 days. As I stand up to get the carcass and wash off any blood that had spilled over the doe's beautiful...

Karanlos stood in the center of a dusty arena with sharp hardened orange clay spikes reaching out from the walls of the giant oval. He was adorned with armor on his legs, arms and waist. Planted in the brown-orange dirt before him was a double tipped spear with a slightly curved blade, looking like a giant pizza slicer forged in the most fiery pits of hell. Karanlos was an Alkantauri boy, and today he faced a challenge every Alkantauri boy must face. To become a warrior toi must fight like one... That is the Alkantauri male's job... As a boy, an Alkantauri's father trains him... Every ounce...