The Chosen

Chapter One

Tyler pov

GAME OVER

The sword tore through the flesh and stuck out the stomach. It was an instant death, my character's body wasn't even twitching while he laid in a pool of blood.

I. Love. This. Game.

These graphics were hot; I can't wait to show Tyson when I see him.

"Can I play now?" Laila's annoying voice screeched in my ear.

I swear she has made it her job to annoy the crap outta me. She's good at it too, she's spent the last eight years of her life doing so.

I groaned dramatically and rolled my eyes before I turned to her.

Why me world? Why does she always have to bother me?

"Wait." I snapped sneaking a peek to the front of the car where mom and dad were talking about repainting the rest of the house.

We were heading to the family cabin for family time.

It was torture if you asked me. I just wanted to stay home and hang out with my friends and show Tyson this new game I got.

But no!

Thirteen is not the new twenty so couldn't do anything fun! They only brought me here to watch the kids. Why didn't my parents just stamp babysitter on my forehead?

My life sucks, I wish I was an only child again.

"You played enough! Mom! Tyler's not letting me play! Mom!!"

"Tyler your older, please let Laila play!"

I am tired of this crap!! I hate this family!!

I gave That brat the stink eye. "You know you're adopted right? Mom and dad wanted only me and Quinn but then saw you in a dumpster and felt bad so they took you in. They said as long as you don't know that, you can stay." I whispered to her.

I watched Laila's eyes get watery and before she opened her mouth to scream for mom again. I covered her mouth and stared at her wide eyed.

"Don't! If they find out you know about it, then they have to take you back and then we'll never see you again!"

"No I don't wanna go!!" She whined again.

I swear she was so stupid.

"Then stay shut!" I grumbled just as Quinn tossed his bottle of warm milk at our direction then started screaming as if someone was killing him.

"Tyler please try to calm him down while I help your dad." She begged.

My brother screamed louder and started kicking his feet.

"Tyler please!"

Just flipping great!

Sighing I picked up my game and gave it to my brother. "Here."

"How come he gets to play and not me?" Laila whined.

I hate it so much when she whines like that!

"Because he's my real brother."

                                *******

Three hours later we finally reached the land of the lost. Well at least that's what everyone calls it, but dad's pretty good at making tracks and following it, screw that he's the best!

Even I have to admit he's pretty cool at this forest ranger stuff and he teaches me something new every time we come here.

I guess that's the only cool part about coming here. The best part is when he takes me out target shooting.