Chapter #1

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I am a normal person and this is a story of my life. I was born into a family of three, my mother, my father, and my older brother. My brother and I would get along pretty well, but sometimes we fight and argue a little, fine we don't get along well at all pretty much. I was into mischief kind of things like spray painting billboards that annoy me and other things like that. I sometimes like to run away from my brother, because he is a cop and he keeps arresting me over and over again, because I spray paint his billboards. I was up to no good painting a billboard of him and making him look ridiculous and foolish. I heard a siren from a cop car. I looked over and it was him, Reggie. That is his name, my brothers name, oh and by the way my name is Delson, Delson Rowe. And I was in trouble I looked over and it was Reggie in his little cop car trying to find me. I got down so he wouldn't see me and I was standing on a building and there was a trap door on the roof, so I went in it. I landed on the floor in the building. I wanted to get out of there quietly so I went to get to the back door, but I knocked over a spray paint can and it made a noise that echoed threw the entire building. Somebody came from a door in the building with a stapler and said "Who's there!" It was Betty my friend. " It's me Delson, and would you put the stapler down Betty it's annoying" I said. "Well I just wan't to protect myself, and what were doing on the roof anyways?" she asked. "Were you up to mischief?". " No I wasn't up to mischief". "Come outside, I know you're in there, just come out and there will be no trouble" said Reggie at the door. "Yep you were up to mischief" Betty said. "Yeah, but it wasn't bad things, I mean they weren't that bad" I said. "Well" Betty said " I have to be back here in five minutes and if you're not gone by then I'm turning you in, I have to go back to my office, apparently I am getting a phone call". I had to get out of here before she gets back, so I decided to go through the back door. I walked out of the back door and I saw the Long House. Ok I just got to get there and I'll be free. I got out of the door way and started going the secret way out to the Long House, I built it myself, it has wood planks so I can climb up the rocks and other obstacles. I got up to the first rock and I was climbing up to the wooden planks to climb up it. I got up and I was almost there I just had to get up one more rock. I got up to the doors of the Long House and I was about to open them and Reggie came out of the door and looked me straight in the eyes and said " Do you know how embarrassing it is to constantly, over and over again arrest my own brother?" "Well maybe you should stop arresting your brother over and over again!" I said. "Well if you would be a little more on the good side I wouldn't have to arrest you over and over" Reggie argued. "Well maybe if you would just let me explain it to you than I wouldn't have to go to jail!" I yelled. As I was talking I saw a big military truck and it was going out of control and it was hitting cars and i said "Reggie, truck!" He looked over and he saw it to, it tipped over and people escaped, they looked like prisoners, because they were dressed in orange clothes. They were running away and Reggie said "I'll go after  those guys, you just stay there and don't touch anything." He went running off to catch them. I went over to the truck and I saw someone trapped under the door of the car. I helped them out and he got up and said thanks man. I saw my brother come back and say "Hey put your hands up". The guy grabbed me and he held me in front of him "Ahh, let me go!" I yelled. He said "Just let me go I don't want anybody to get hurt". He sucked smoke from the burning car and he said it again "I don't want anybody to get hurt so just let me go!" He said that and he shot a bolt of fire at Reggie. I said "No!" I grabbed his hand and something happened, I started to suck the smoke from his hand and I saw something, blackness.

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