Fallen Kingdom

Chapter 3

Authors note: Sorry my chapters are so short, but I can't get on as often. I'll try to make them longer. Oh and if anyone wants me to dedicate a chapter to them, please tell me. I'll be happy to =D well enjoy. Maybe.

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 "Hey Logan, who did you use to train with. Why the sudden change of coach?" There were some things that didn't make sense. 

"Uhhh... no one really. My teacher just left one day and didn't come back. So since I wasn't done with my training, I have to get another teacher." He said it like nothing.

"What was your teachers name. You see, I have been trained by all the teachers. But none of them did a good job at it. In all my 16 years of training I had 1,092 teachers, that quite their job. What can I say. I'm a hand full."

"What! That many. And I thought I was a trouble maker." Logan responded with a relief.

"Well they can't teach me to control my telekinesis. While we trained most of them ended up in the emergency room. From there they signed their retiring papers. And I never saw them again. Funny right."

Logan scratched his head and looked scare for a moment. "I hope you go easy on me them." he barely managed to say.

We got to the training room and reviewed through what he already knew. That day went by fast. I left early, and went to the grocery store. When I took out the piece of paper out to see what I needed to buy the ingredients were not normal!

What the heck are these ingredients for! Frog legs!? 

That old lady sure is getting old. She doesn't even know what she is writing.

I didn't buy what she needed. I'll just say that they ran out of those "yummy" frog legs.

It was late at night when I came home and the old bag of bones was in the kitchen holding a knife. 

"Hey! Put that down! Who many times do I have to tell you, YOU CAN'T COOK! Give it up Granny Ai!" I was chasing the old lady all over the kitchen. She is a persistent one, she didn't want to hand over the knife. 

After chasing that lady all around the house she finally gave me the knife. I cooked something that she wanted and took her to the room. I was to tired but I didn't want to go to sleep. I can't say here. This lady is to careless.

I went outside and took a stroll around the village. It is a surprise that the village is so quiet in the night than it is in the morning. There is more people out in the night than there is in the morning, so I guess to everyone that comes and visitors this town get scared away from that. But to the people here it is a natural thing. They don't really care if it is weird. All everyone here cares for is their family or them self's only. 

They do what they have to do, without saying a word.

I stayed out for a long time and then I went back home. That place brings out so many bad memories. They are memories that can cause a weak person to go crazy. And the stray jackets that we have here are not the best in the world.

I didn't want to check on Granny, so I went to my room. I am the oldest in the shelter and there are more in the shelter other than me. I sleep in my own room but it is a small packed up space. I can have some alone time with out sharing with anyone. 

I looked out at the window and it was time to get up. That was my schedule for the next six months.