I woke up to the smell of sweet and buttery pancakes. My eyes flipped around, I was lost, but then I remembered I spent the night at Hulk's "house."
"You snore like a cow." Hulk said, cracking up.
"Yeah, and cows don't order pizza, so no more pizza for you." I stated.
"I was joking." Hulk added.
"Well I wasn't, you just care about the pizza" I said, joking, "Anyways what are you cooking," I asked.
"Pancakes." Hulk answered.
"How do you even get pancakes. You guys can't get them." I explained Hulk.
"I find them, the tourist grocery stores just throw them away." Hulk explained.
"Oh, what about the phone?" I asked him thoughtfully.
"I stole that from a tourist." Hulk shrugged.
"What?! You can't steal. You will get sent to the gray house!" I hissed aware of the Monitor.
"I know, but I need it for work." He explained.
"Alright bye. My dad is back." I said.
"See you later." Hulk and Julissa said.
I arrived at the Palace at lunch time. My father was in his office, like all executives, signing papers, making calls and all the boring executive crap.
"Father, I want to talk to you in private," eye-signalling the Monitor, I shrugged.
"Alright, let's go to my bedroom." My father said.
"Father, have you heard of the rebellion?" I whispered, afraid that the Monitor would hear me.
"Yes, I have, and I am joining, because, even though I'm an executive, I get tired of seeing the people I care about dying helplessly while we live the life of dreams." my father said.
"Father, I want to join. I'm already fourteen and a half, they need all the help they can get, and I am a supernatural so I can be of more use." I explained to my father.
"No, you are not, you are the only son I have, and if there is rebellion, I will have you translated to the First Town, where there is more safety," My father raised his voice.
"Father, they need young, strong people, and I am one of them." I affirmed my father.
"Enough! Get on to your room!" My father shouted at me I could feel my bones tremble beneath my skin.
I dislike when my father does this. I am not a child, and I am joining against my father's will. I have to be free not just myself but everyone like me.
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The Years After
Teen FictionCarlos is a boy when his mother dies. He lives in the Third Town of the New Canada Colony. The Third Town is a beautiful city, but only tourists can enjoy it. When he turns into a teenager he discovers that the Leader wants to kill every Supernatur...
