My Sister, The Murderer

Chapter 1: Childs Play

We were at KFC. It was a clear day, nice sunshine, cool breeze, blue sky, people everywhere and a drunk wizard hobo out the front. I was just about to start eating when a formally dressed gentleman walked in, he sat to the right of me and started talking to my mother, who blushed immediately.

"You hit me with your car just before, but not many people would help me up afterwards! So, I like you, your nice!" He said to her with a grin that looked almost evil.

"Thank-you, I guess your nice as well!" My mother said, still blushing. I don't think she heard anything apart from the last part.

"Mum, we didn't hit anyone with our car before..." I said to her softly. Unfortunately the man heard me and replied with a comment that almost made me fall off my chair.

"Remember the hobo?" He asked nicely, he definitely had an evil grin, it was obvious now!

"Wait, WHAT!?" I exclaimed and before he could reply, mum told me off for yelling. "Did you hear what he just said, mum?" I shouted. It was too late, she already had her earphones in

"I don't think she heard you..." The man said in such a nice tone that it sent chills down my spine and into my ass, which tickled a little. I thought that he was trying to deliberately get on my nerves and it turns out I was right, because his next trick included my sister! What did he do, you ask? He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards him where he bridal carried her outside and down the street, running towards God knows where!

Being the heroic type, I decided to run after him, I got pretty far before realising that I was chasing after a man in a suit who was carrying my sister, and that I couldn't run very fast, so I admitted defeat and started to walk back to the restaurant to get my mother when I heard a gunshot and noticed a bullet-hole in my lower stomach, to the left a bit. I hit the floor with a loud thump and when I regained consciousness, I was in the back of a speeding ambulance with the sirens on and everything! There was a message on my phone that read: Jordan, if you can read this that means that you're not dead, which is good, but I need to tell you something... Janette was taken by that hot guy I met at KFC! Oh, you also got shot, but that's beside the point. I need you to become a warrior and fight the bad guys and stuff to get your sister back, or whatever you do on those video games you play! Anyway, I bought a gun for you! It's waiting at home on your bed, I believe in you Jord!
"What the actual fuck mum? First of all, I'm 12 not 21! Second of all, I don't even know how to fire a gun! Third of all, I don't save my sister in video games, I save the princess, there's a huge difference like for example, people think princesses are pretty!" I think I was talking way too loud because when I said that last remark, the entire ambulance and everyone inside started to shake with laughter.

After 3 boring weeks in hospital, I finally got home and stared at the gun mum got me, an Ak-47... "How cliché..." I thought to myself "Oh well, maybe this won't be so bad after all!" I said, trying to sound optimistic. "Wait, where's mum?" I asked myself "Cool, I can try out my gun looking for her!" I thought. That's exactly what I did, I was cruising around with this heavy-ass piece of metal in my hand when I saw a familiar shadow in the KFC window, it was mum... I went back home and made a few calls to different people who had guns asking for target practice and when I finally got a 'yes' I went to the range.