The man who reffered to himself as lord Ubivat slowly arose, he looked around the quiet countryside he had been lying in. Ubivat never slept, just thought he was always aware of his surroundings. 5oo miles away a black school bus rounded its final corner. Jack Donaldson was 12 years old and today was his first day at corbarnuk high school. There were about twelve other guys on the bus all of them complete strangers. Jack decided to ponder into his memories. Jack had witnessed the death of his mother when he was only 9. He remembered the day quite clearly, it was a cold octobre night when jack and his family had been on holiday in France. They had just come back from dining at a posh french restaurant called la retaurant le magnefique. When they reached thier hotel suit tierd from the days entertainment Jack had immediately surrendered to the overwhelming luxury of the soft white bed. Jack had been sleeping peacefully, when he heard voices talking. He slowly opened his eyes and with some efort he lifted himself off the bed. Jack scanned the room with tired eyes looking for his parents, he spotted his dad but could see no sighn of his mum. He heard the voices again but this time a bit more faint coming from the hallway outside the room. Jack sneaked up to the door and looked through the keyhole. He could just make out his mum, she was talking to a man wearing a black Ben Sherman suit and a bowler hat. The man was young but somehow looked expierienced they were talking in hushed voices obviously not wanting to be overheard. The young man stamped his foot in fustration, and in one sharp movment he took out a silenced m11 pistol. Jacks mum made no efort to resist, she just stood thier humbly as if she had expected this to happen. The man pulled the trigger and it was over in seconds, Jack screamed but no noise came out his mouth. Jack was paralayzed for a few minutes befor returning to his senses and sprinting after the man. Jack was fast but he was only 9 he reached the lobby and saw that the lift was going down. Jack took the stairs hoping to get to the reception before the man he didnt know why he was chasing the man especially when the man had a gun and he was weaponless. But Jack didnt care he had to avenge his mum. He reached the reception and saw that he had made it befor the lift. He looked around for a weapon, and spotted a plant pot covered in stones. He could throw the stones at the man. Jack also noticed a spade next to the pot. It wasnt a sword but it would do. Sudenly the lift doors opened and out stepped a room maid. Jack ran into the cold night air searching for his target but saw no sighn of him. He slowly made his way back up to the lift. He slowly walked down the hallway towards their room he glanced at the corpse that was his mum and cried fierociously. His dad must of woken up from all the noise, he found Jack helpless, crying and slowly took him inside. Despite everything Jack dinnt blame the young man he blamed himself for being so helpless. Lord ubivat fixed his mind on his destenation he started jogging then running then finally sprinting. "Welcome to Corbarnuk high school" older students greeted them on thier way in. They had fake smiles and a look of boredom on thier faces, it was obvious they didnt want to be here. Jack made his way to the ginormous gym wich was also used as a theater he had reacently came here to watch lord of the rings with his primary school. There was a plaque on the door of the theater wich read the magnifico theater founded by Margret H Jhonson. Margreat H Johnson had been dead for 60 years his granfather had told him that. Jack had been told to go here on his induoction day. He opened the big oak wodden door and stepped inside. Lord ubivat had been sprinting for an hour but he had miracoursly covered 3 miles. He saw no sighn of his enemy and found no tracks either, they had been sly this time, but why he shoudnt expect less. Afterall his mission was to hunt and kill fox. The magnificio theatre was the size of an avearage gym there were 10 rows of chairs laid out at the back of the theatre and a big round stage at the front. There were basketball nets hanging from each side of the theatre there was a big black screen next to one of the nets it read home 0 away 0.
