Legends Of Darkness

                                                            Chapter one

As a kid i was always easily excited by the stories my Grandfather would tell me, unlike my pathetic twin sister Linda who is practially terrified of her own shadow. Growing up wasn't easy for my sister with the death of our parents wile me and sister were still babies. If it weren't for my Grandfather who took us in as his own after the death of our parents i don't know where I'd be, probably dead on the streets with my sappy sister crying over my death wile sitting in a dark alley. But i can't lie, I wasn't really fased by the death of my parents considering the fact that i was only four and had no clear memories of them. Even at that, I still know that they loved me and my sister as much as any parent would love there children I don't dwel much on the thought of my parents, it's been 12 years since i have been living with my Grandfather and I love him more then anything or anyone in the world and he loves me just as much. Every night he'd tell me a new story and every night I'd dream about them wishing I was just like the hero in the story. But now as a sixteen year old the story telling thing is a thing of the past. I only vaguely remember one of the stories he told me, it was probably my favorite story but now-a-days I don't have much time to think about past memories from a somewhat broken childhood. It's 6:30am on a Monday so you can imagine the mood I'm in even tho I'm used to getting up this early. I take a shower, get dressed, make my lunch and get all my things in my bag before 8:00 wile my annoying sister is still in bathroom getting her self ready. "Hey Eliott, what time is it!? Ah man I'm gonna be late!" shouts Linda from the downstairs bathroom as if there's no one else in this house but her. "Same time it always is when you're in the bathroom getting ready." I reply sarcastically. "This isn't the time for your stupid jokes Eliott I can't be late again!" "Then maybe you should get an alarm clock or if that's to much work for you you could actually get up when i wake you up every morning a 7:00, princess." I say with a somewhat smug tone. Linda runs upstairs with one shoe on and one shoe off wile wearing a simple gray cardigan over her pajama shirt and black sweatpants as jeans. "*Sigh* You're utterly hopeless. I'm going to school, tell Grandpa i'll be home late studying since aparently you aren't leaving anytime soon." I say as i walk out and loudly slam the door."But-.. bye brother.." She sighs sadly as my Grandfather walks in to comfort her. "Don't worry about it. His anger isn't directed to you, he's been this way for a wile now. You know he still loves you, right?" "Yeah, i do. I just don't understand why he's so mad all the time.. I want my brother back... Anyway, i should probably get dressed. And Eliott won't be home tell late, he's studying." "Alright, you better hurry you might be late." I go to Arial highschool for the gifted. But for some reason people look at me like I'm to smart for this place, I don't know why but everyone looks at me like i'm the most condescending person ever (I know i'm pretty condescending but I'm in a school with people who are exactly like me, if not worse). I'm not popular, honestly, i don't have any real friends. I'm kinda an outcast for reasons I myself aren't that sure of. But i don't mind, mostly cause i don't like anyone there anyway. Besides, school isn't about friends and gossip. It's about learning. I finally arrive at school, it's a 20 minute walk from where i live so i typically walk every morning and every afternoon since i don't ever have plans with friends. I'm in the 12th grade, meaning i'm much younger then my class mates but still much smarter. Sometimes i wonder how certain people even got in this school, like Anika. She's probably the person who bothers me the most inside and outside of school since she's my nextdoor neighbor but that doesn't stop me from tuning her out of my personal life. I open my locker and take out my math books, the bell is about to ring and I still haven't seen Linda. I don't care if she's late or not but Grandpa will since this will be her 54th tardy this year. I walk in the classroom and drop my things on my desk. I sit down and wait for the bell to ring. Anika and her little group of underachievers serround and glare at me as if I don't deserve to arround them. "Nerd boy, we need a favor." She barks with a disgusting tone of voice. "Don't look at me." I reply with a perfectly calm and intimidating tone. "As if I'd put my eye's trough the horrible pain of looking at you. Now shut up and lisen. We all need help for this class cause if we don't pass it we flunk the 12th grade (again). So put your nerdness in high gear and help us out!" She demands. "Not even Dr Grigori Perelman can help you with your ones and twos so i suggest you just drop out of school already and find a comfortable street bench to sit on for the rest of your pathetic life, incompetent jerk." i say as the bell rings. "I will ruin you!" She say's as her and her gang of idiots storm off to their seats. The class begins but it's basically just a repeat of what i already know so i decide to take a quick little nap. As i slowly doze off all that comes to mind is that one story Grandpa told me when Grandma was sick. And i completely pass out, i don't even feel as if I fell asleep, it feels more like i was dragged down into a distant reality, a different time. All i know is that I'm no longer in math class.