A wolf in human's clothing

Chapter 1: A boy and his depression

Play the video above before reading the story. Captions provided. I give music credit to the composers of the movie "The Prophet".

Terre Haute, Indiana...

Ricky London is a depressed and homeless boy who wanders the streets of Indiana. Never leaving. Never happy. His Mother and Father died when he was a baby, so his Grandparents took him in and raised him and treated him like he was their own son. They were Christians as well. Ricky and his Grandparents, Jeff and Julicia London, were very, very close. Inseparable. Until the day where his Grandparents were unfairly executed. It was never explained why though. Ricky became a depressed loner, wandering the streets of Terre Haute, Indiana. He is currently sitting on the stair steps in front of a small school building. The school is in between two lines of houses. .....Where am I ever gonna find happiness? He thought, depressed. Anywhere at all? .....I highly doubt it. He looked at the full moon in the night sky, shining down on him. How is this gonna help me...? He thought. "HEY!" A voice interrupted his thoughts. A soldier walked up to Ricky, pointing a rifle at him. His black uniform resembles an SS uniform. "What are you doing out here? This area is strictly prohibited!" The soldier said sternly. The area Ricky is in is, under Governmental orders, prohibited. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ricky cried, standing up with his hands up. "I didn't know this area is prohibited! I just came here because I have nowhere to stay!" The soldier stared at him for a few seconds. "....All right." He said calmly. "I'll get you out of here then." The soldier led Ricky through the old neighborhood and stopped at the front of the neighborhood. "Carry on." He said, as he walked off. Hmph! It's just like them to just leave a kid here and not ask him where his parents are! Ricky thought, upset. That's hurts me very....very much. He walked off to his left with his hands in his pockets. He walked by three teenagers who stopped him in his tracks. "Where's your mommy, kid??" One of the teens asked sarcastically. "Is she buying you cookies at the store??" "No. Now, leave me alone!" Ricky cried, as he tried to walk past the teens. But, one of them pushed him back. "HEY!" He shouted. "Go away! Leave me alone!" "Or what?" One of the teens whined mockingly. "You're gonna cry to your mommy?? Waaaah." "Will you losers just go away?!!" Ricky cried without thinking. The teens slowly walked towards him, enraged. "AAAAAAH!!!" Ricky screamed, as he took off, running as fast as he could. He looked behind him multiple times. Finally, he is out of their sight. He slowed down and walked slowly with his hands in his pockets. Those jerks are constantly bullying me... He thought. It's not fair. Not fair at all! He is still in between the two neighborhoods and on the left side of the street. He had nowhere to sleep. Nowhere to stay. Nobody to love him. It made him depressed. He walked into a city. It has small amounts of buildings. "I don't even have any money..." Ricky whispered to himself sadly. "Terrible..." He walked into a small video store. The cashier stood behind his desk, which is against the wall at the end of the room, half-empty shelves stood against the sides of the room, and a large painting of an older man hung against the wall behind the desk. Ricky walked closer towards the cashier and stopped in front of his desk. "Hello, Ricky." The cashier said, smiling. He had long, black hair and a black goatee and is wearing a white shirt and necktie. "How are you doing today?" He asked. The cashier doesn't know that Ricky is an orphan. Ricky refused to say anything about what happened to his Grandparents because he doesn't want to deal with the authorities. "Okay... I guess?" Ricky said, deadpan. "What about you?" "Pretty good." The cashier said happily. "Business has been very successful. I've sold half of the videos here and made a large amount of money." "That's awesome..." Ricky sighed. "I'm taking a walk around town. It's very beautiful out here." "Indeed, it is." The cashier agreed. "Well, what brings you here today?" "I just stopped by to say hi." Ricky said, deadpan. "I don't have any money anyway, so I should get going." "Okay. Have a good day." The cashier said, as Ricky walked out of the building. Ricky continued walking next to the line of buildings, searching for a different place to stay. I feel like I'm in a never-ending nightmare full of permanent depression... He thought. God, our lord.... Why didn't he save my Grandparents?! A tear rolled down his eye. Now, I have no one. No one at all.

Hello, everyone. Mr. X here. But, my friends call me Mr. X. Yes, I know that this here chapter is short, but, as shown in one of the tags, this is a short 10-chapter story. Although, future chapters may be more longer than this one. Anyway, I hope you'll still enjoy it. Chapter 2 will come soon.