His Secret of Other Worlds and Times

Introduction/ Chapter 1: What could possibly go wrong?

      The beginning is kinda complicated. Every single piece of this story may be complicated and confusing. It'll ease up a little as the story goes on, though. A lot of wars and battles fought on different worlds. Nobody knows what's going on. Nobody knows who started what war and battle on those planets. But two people that Nathan knows of are able to switch in between this side of the worlds, on the human side, and to the other worlds filled with different monsters and demons. He would say that any demon or monster you could possibly think of is on these worlds including Earth itself.  You could possibly guess that this story isn't the most, how should I put it, not the sweetest and caring you ever read. 

      Nobody knows how this story will end or if it'll ever end for that matter. So let's get started. My name is Nathan Darhk the son of the devil. I am the son of the devil. Mr. Darhk's father is a malicious demon, human whatever you want to call him but he's just plain out evil. How do I know that I'm the son of the devil, that's easy. I don't get cold that easy, I control my own body heat and energy, I can make the worst of criminals see things that they could never have to imagine seeing. I can go into other people's dream and torment them at my will ( not saying I've ever done that before but you know). In the beginning of 8th grade,  I was new to South Ridge High. I got bullied a lot on my first day there and I wanted to leave. I was blacking out in the middle of class, dropping my stuff and books in the hall. Then one time that happened one kid named Jace Wayland came up to me and asked if I needed help and I told him I did need a little help. So he helped me to the majority of my classes to make sure I wouldn't collapse. From the day that he helped me nobody has even thought about hurting me. I was a weaker kid then and barely knew how to my strength and speed against anyone and that was my weakness. When Jace wasn't around other kids would push me around me, try to rape me, try to severely hurt me, but that day when Jace wasn't around and one of the older kids was going to punch me and beat me up I broke his nose. The good thing about that is that he backed off for the rest of the year. The bad news about that is that I made rivals with every single male in the school. Honestly, I hate getting into fights. The only reason that I got into any of the fights that I have gotten into was because other people started fights with me. 

      There were nice people at the school I went to and there were mean people. Another person that helped me was Lindsay Montogmery. The first day she'd helped me I knew that we would be friends. Out of everyone at the school and even my two closest friends, I knew that there were secrets that they should've told me when we first met but I decided to not ask until they said something bout it. Now, both Lindsay and Jace are older than me. Do I care if they're older than me, no I don't and Jace may be stronger than me but at times his strength fails him. He told me that before. Lindsay is more of the deadly sweetheart violent fairy you don't want to pick a fight with ( trust me you don't want that. I've learned from experience the first day we met). Jace is a more serious, lethal, friendly person to challenge but more serious overall. Except for the fact that both of these people are really good friends but lethal and dangerous as well. 

        What could possibly go wrong with the kids in my class? Oh, there was just the fact that I kept passing out and all the kids would either stick pencils up my nose or in my mouth, try to cut my hair, or try punching the shit out of me. All of this took place in the 3rd period with the worse class and the worse teacher you could possibly have. Luckily Jace and Lindsay were in the class with me and they sat on either side of me. What do I mean that the teacher in there was the worse? Well, I'll tell you. She wouldn't give two fucks what you do in math class, she doesn't care if you pass or not. She jus sits there on her phone or computer with her earphones in the whole time. Nobody learned anything except for the kids that actually wanted to pass math but that number of kids were so few that it wasn't even funny. First, off it was only me, Jace, and Lindsay who cared in that class. Second of all, who would care if we three were to get hurt in any way? Not that many people I can think of. My parents would probably not care if I ever knew who they are.