The Legends Of Sodor, "Protectors of the gold dust"

Chapter 1, "Written in the history"

Back before the ages of steam engines, road vehicles or even modern technology, there was kings and queens, sodor was inhabited by different kings, opposing sides, wars raged the lands, bloodshed for years and years, until, one year, a knight ran into his kings quarters.

"MY KING, MY KING," He shouted.

"Yes, commander?" Responded the king.

"We've found it," responded the commander.

"I thought it was just a myth?" The king responded.

"Apprently not."

The king found how powerful this substance was, called "gold dust."

"What shall we do with it?" His wife asked.

"We shall win wars with it, of course! Keep our heritage and our lands safe!" Exclaimed his son.

"No, we shall not use this for war. We should keep it safe and hidden. The more people who know about it, the more at risk we will be." The king said.

He kept it locked up in a hidden mountain over in what would later become the UK.

"This will be intrusted with my family and heritage alone. We will protect it for generations," He said before burying it in the mountain and leaving it there for years to come.

-1934-

"Get back here, burrnett!" Shouted a boy.

"SHIT!"

Meet burrnett, well, not present day burrnett, but, high-school burrnett.

"YOU DONT HAVE ANYWHERE TO RUN STONE!" Shouted another.

Burrnett spent most of his high-school years running through the hallways, riding bikes, getting rejected, and well, drawing steam trains.

"HI PETER, BYE PETER," Burrnett shouted as he ran past his best friend, a group of other boys hot on his tail.

"Damn it, again? I'll be right back, Tasha. " Peter shouted and ran after the boys.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT," Burrnett exclaimed as he found himself in a corner.

"Now you have no where to run, stone," one of the boys said, chuckling.

"Listen guys, how about we just, calm down, and, you know, talk it out?" Burrnett said as he was backed into the wall.

"Nah, too late for that now," said one of the boys and winded up to punch him.

"HEY!" Shouted Peter, "Get off him, or are we going to have a problem?"

"Shit, it's Boomer," one of the guys said.

"Next time, stone," another said.

"Was that a threat?" Boomer chuckled, pulling out a pocket knife. The group of boys lunged back.

"Your little boyfriend won't be able to protect you forever stone!" One of them yelled as they all ran away.

"You ok burrnett?" Boomer asked.

"Yea, I don't even know why their mad at me, I didn't do anything to them," Burrnett said.

"Yea well, you got me ight? Now, let's go, I left Tasha to save your dumbass, " said Boomer, as he slapped the back of burrnetts neck, "Shorty."

"I'm 5'7 ACCtually," Burrnett said.

"Fuckin American," Boomer chuckled.

As the two walked back to the front of the school, Tasha shouted down, "Well, well, well, eventful day, Burrnett?"