A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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It was 4:00 in the morning. Joyce thought she heard the voice of Angel whispering, "Joyce, Joyce". She would not wake up. He then yells a little out loud, "Joyce!" Still nothing from her. Joyce finally wakes up at 6:00 A.M.
She looks down at the floor of her room only to notice Angel was sitting down, fully awake. And to her, it seemed as if he was reflecting on something. She asks him while yawning, "Hey, is everything okay? What's on your mind?"
Angel ignores her question and asks, "Hey, do you know anything about your friend's parents or anything about her?" "No, she never really talked about her parents." "Hmm, do you still remember her name?" "It's Lucy. I would never forget. Why are you asking me this?" Angel is still ignoring her.
"Last question, Joyce, what day and time did she leave and why?" "You're creepin' me the fuck out, Angel!" "She couldn't have just left. There must've been a reason. Sometimes friends leave each other to make new ones. I don't think it's your fault, Joyce, but I do believe that there was an argument between the two of you. That could be a reason as to why she left."
Once Angel said this, he looked up at Joyce. "Okay, first off, that's none of your concern. Second, she left because, yes, there was an argument between us. Let's just say that I hurt her feelings, but it wasn't my fault! You have to believe me, Angel."
"I know it's not your fault, Joyce. Although if her feelings were hurt, while making her feel hopeless and... If she left on her own, alone, then... There is a possibility that your friend might be in grave danger, or she could be dead."
"My friend might be dead!?" Joyce says in a guilty tone. She puts her head down and begins to think about it for a little while. "You know, Angel, I do miss her. She's the only one who has supported me throughout the years. That is until you came along, and now you're the supportive one." "Joyce, I think I have some good news," Angel says. "Really? What is it?" Joyce asks.
"There is a possibility that maybe she's not dead. At least not yet. She could be in a difficult situation, or she's trapped in some dark place. Although you see, there are two possibilities here. One possibility is that the shadows took her and she's being held captive. The second possibility is that she's okay, but wherever she is, she might not be in a very safe condition. So my question to you here is: Do you want to find your friend Lucy?" "Yes, I do, Angel." "Good! Then we need to start training after breakfast." "Training?" Joyce asks.
After they both had their breakfast that Nana had made, they went outside to train. "Okay, Joyce, as said before, just in case we face any kind of danger, you need to know how to defend yourself."
Joyce then takes out a gun she was hiding behind her back. Angel's eyes opened widely, "Woah! Are you sure you want to be holding that firearm?" "Yeah! You never know if I might need it... again..." Joyce said, mumbling. "Well then, let me see if you know how to use it."
Joyce then shoots three shots at three cans she aligned outside. "Okay, but you also need to know Martial Arts. Look, if someone is about to hit you close to your face with their right arm, you can block them with your left. That is, if they are in front of you. Now, if someone is going to kick you from the side, you block with two arms as you turn your body first! Or, if you're lucky, grab their foot so that person is unbalanced and you have the advantage to flip him or her off their feet.
