Chapter 9. A damned friend

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I looked up at the mysterious kid who was standing on top off a house. He was wearing ripped up jeans and only half a white shirt with blood all over it. He had short black hair and a murderous look in his eye. He looked like he was my age. He looked familiar excepthe looked like he had been through hell. “Alright” he said “you hurt enough people today. It’s time to die.” At the last word he started running at the shadow and 30 feet from it he disappeared. I looked around and saw that he was falling from above at the shadow. The shadow looked up and slashed at him but he blocked it. He landed on the ground and they started to fight so fast I missed some of it. It was amazing he moved like he had been doing this forever. They crossed swords and started pushing against each other’s blades. Then for no reason that I could see they both jumped back and landed 20 feet apart.  They started running at each other and in a flash they were past each other. They stood stock still waiting then the shadow spilt in half and disappeared. The kid sheathed his sword in his sheath and stood there. Meanwhile Brett and everyone else got up. “Ow that really hurt” Emily said “Bett did you have to slam into me?” “no but i did anyway” Brett said smiling a little. “Hey thanks for saving us. Who are you?” Emily said. “Really no one knows?” Brett said “its Riley guys. Really I mean no one guessed that?” (“Ok scotty you had your fun back to me narrating” Riley said)  “Wait but didn’t you like…….. die. How can you be alive?” Sarah said. “Well for starters I should tell you why I’m alive.” I said “First of all the main reason I’m alive is because of my father. He’s dead and he is in a place of nothing and I don’t mean hell I mean his soul is gone. This can only happen to  the worst sinners and of course because I’m his son I didn’t expect any treatment.” “What happened?" Brett said. “Well of course since I’m the son of the world’s greatest sinner you can guess where I ended up.” “Where?” they all said “Hell.” I said. “I will tell you what happened while I was there.”

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