Chapter 1: The Short British Boy

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Italics are thoughts.

{EDITED}

~~Unknown P.O.V~~
I toss aside my school bag, collapsing on my luxury bed finally to fill the comforts of the sheets. Smiling to myself,  I picked up my favorite book, "Lord Of The Rings"

Flipping through the pages, my bookmark indicating where I had stopped. Silently I read to myself before I was interrupted by a knock on my grey wooden door. Rolling my eyes, I close the book before answering, "Come in."

A woman aged around her 30s walked in, her long brown wavy hair with streaks of grey rested upon her shoulders perfectly. Her matching chocolate eyes, which I had inherited from, reflected with a glint of mischief hidden within them. Her warm-hearted smile made my frown turn into a grin as she picked me, which I giggled, despite me being a 17-year-old teen.

She placed me back down on the bed, laughing to ourselves. "How was school, sweetie?" My mom asked, ruffling my dark hair.

"It was a nightmare," I responded, throwing my arms in the air, which I landed on my back on my bed. My mom chuckled at my foolishness before leaning in, planting a kiss on my forehead.

"Just try your best Vikky and tomorrow is Saturday. I'll cook your favorite breakfast, waffles with chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream on top!"

I rolled my eyes in response for she used my nickname but a smile crept across my lips upon hearing my favorite breakfast. Jumping up and kissed her on the cheek. She laughed and stood up, walking towards the door.

"Remember Vikk, I always love you especially your father, " she spoke before shutting the door behind her.

My smile soon faded to a frown upon mentioning my dad. I turned my head towards a photo frame, my hand reaching out for it. Staring into the picture was me, my mum and dad.

I was wearing Jedi clothes and a blue lightsaber strapped on my belt. I've always loved Star Wars when I was a kid. Beside me,  was my mum dressed as a vampire, matching her long brown wavy hair and brown eyes. My eyes darted to my dad, he was wearing the same outfit but it was black and have a red lightsaber. He had black hair and the kindest blue eyes.

This photo was taken during Halloween when I was 10. My vision blurred, tears had started to flow from my eyes. I tried to be strong but I just gave in, the only thing I could only do.

I cried.

My body falls onto my comforts of bed and tears continued flowing. "Why? You said you won't leave me," I mumbled, tears streaming from my eyes.

With no more tears to shed, I looked at the mirror which was across my bed. My eyes are red and puffy, my cheeks are swelled up too from all the mourning.

I laid on my bed, my eyes slowly grew heavy soon falling asleep under the comforts of my sheets.

<~Dream~>
Black. That's all I could see around me. I ran fingers through my black hair and a bright light suddenly blind my vision.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a scene where I was in some sort of place. "We'll beat you Herobrine!" A voice shouted and I look towards my left was a boy with blond hair, blue eyes and wore a dark red hoodie and some blue jeans including some black sneakers.

I have no idea but I felt a strong hatred on this 'Herobrine' guy. Following the blond hair guy's gaze, to see a guy floating, with white glowing eyes and brown hair. Wearing a cyan shirt and dark blue pants.

"You'll pay for hurting my friends!" Another male voice yelled. I looked towards my right,  a guy with curly light brown hair, chocolate eyes. He wore a blue hoodie and a white undershirt, the cloth poking out underneath, and dark blue jeans. My eyes widen at the sight of vines wrapped around the boy's arms.

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