As he sat on the public bus next to his mom, Michael felt safe. Sure, they had no place to stay and sometimes his mother would yell st the sky in frustration, but other then that he loved his mom When they got off the bus, his mom lead him into a bathroom and told him she would be back. He nodded, she did that a lot but she never left him in a public place alone. "I'll be back in a hour," she said "stay here." And with that, she left.
An hour passed, then two, then three. Michael was starting to get nervous. His mom never left him alone this long. Then a janitor walked in with a familiar smile and eyes. Then he noticed the janitor looked like him. "Little boy," he said with a deep voice "leave this building and seek the police." He said.
As he walked down an alley, not going to the police, three buff guys came from the shadows. Michael was terrified. "Mommy!" He yelled and started to cry. He was only 8. The guys started forming a circle around him, not taking an eye after him. Then a light flashed, it didn't bother the guys, in fact, they must've not heard the deep voice, close your eyes, it said. He closed his eyes shut, tears still running down his face, and a giant light came, Michael could feel its power as the guys disappeared and the light faded, a man in black skinny jeans, a white shirt and leather boots said "walk with me."
"Tell me kid, where's your mom?" He asked. "Ain't you the janitor?" Michael asked. He ignored the question and I told him what happened. We stopped at a stream. "This is where you will chose your fate child, if you go upstream you will go to a house, tell the hounds your are a child of Theory and they will bring you to camp or go downstream into the small town of central and seek your mother" he said. "My mother" Michael said. "Okay child but I can not help you anymore if so, Adreana prevents me from helping my only son 24/7" he said. Michael was tried and this guy wasn't helping. "Fine, I'll go upstream" Michael answered. "Go then child, they seek the new child of mines" he said.
As Michael walked into an abandoned house like that guy said. Giant black dogs the size of rhinos with ruby red eyes growled and walked toward him. "I'm a child of Theory, take me to camp!" He demanded. The hounds stopped growling and bowed. One approached and offered Michael the ride. He got on without hesitation.
The hound ran straight for a wall and we appeared at a camp. Beautiful cabins in the distance, a pavilion with food. Michael walked down to the cabins and snuck into a cabin with a big trident on it.
The next morning Michael stayed in that cabin until he heard that janitor. When he heard that deep voice that radiated power, he ran to him. Now the guy wore blue skinny jeans, converse, a plain white T-shirt, and a leather necklace with about 8 beads on it. He smiled when he spotted Michael. "Zay, this is my son, take care of him." He said with a smile. "Your my dad? Your Theory?" Was all Michael could choke out. "Yes child. Now go, train at this camp until your time comes." Theory said. And with that, he disappeared.
