the boy who came from outer space

chapter 1

I latched onto the ends of my kite and with all the strength in my body, I jumped making me air born. I glided on to a nearby building, collapsing on impact. the cerulean of my suit was scratched and bruised, with some parts ripped showing red scars.
"human kite! come in human kite!" said a deep nasally voice

"what is it," I asked back as I fiddled with my ear Piece

boy do I love these things, they come in handy a lot of times.
"the boss wants us to retreat" they replied back.

within a second I was up from the ground latching my hands back onto my kite.
"where do you think you're going" shouted a familiar voice along with that smell of freshly cut wood chips

I groaned and slowly turned around, to no one's surprise it was toolshed with that cocky look on his face.
"battles finished im going home" I bitterly replied

he rolled his eyes at me while getting his drill blaster ready. I quickly ran past him and jumped off the building, he was stunned at my movent. I glided back to my house, quickly changed into my normal pyjamas. combing my amber hair and fixing up some of my wounds, a quick thumping noise broke me from these tasks.
"you again" I sighed

toolshed was perched on my window ledge, still with bruises from the recent fight. he chuckled.
"it seems like you're always happy to see me" joked toolshed
"what do you need anyway" I questioned

"whats wrong with visiting," he asked

i sighed and sat down on to my bed

"Why do you always smell like freshly cut wood chips," i asked

he drew a big smile and laughed

"i do a lot of handy work" he joked out

i simply nodded back

"and when will your big afro grow back" he joked

i simply just glared at him, he just smiled back and ruffled my hair.

"'please don't" i asked

his hand drifted away from my hair and onto my shoulder, i flinched away from his hand.

"... is everything alright," he asked

i couldn't possibly tell him the truth, millions of thoughts went to my head until one sentence finally came out

"i kinda fell down the stairs" i replied with a small bit of laughter

he held a small smile

"gotta be more careful kyle," he said back

he looked at my alarm clock and sighed

"sadly kyle, I've got to head off" he spoke while getting up

"see ya later then" i replied

he started to climb out of the window before blowing me a kiss. my cheeks turned into a different shade of pink.

With no thought I fell onto the bed, putting myself into a deep sleep. Opening my eyes to I was not in my comfy bed, but a garden of flowers that strangely looked like cotton candy and bright green trees. none of this looked natural, I was being held by a lady with a long white dress. she kneeled down to boy who looked like he was about ten, he had amber hair just like mine with his more straighter. a kite also like me but he wore a strange pearly attire.

"why cant he stay with us mother," the boy asked

"he is not safe here" she replied

"promise me when you are older you will find him and bring him back once its safe"

the boy saluted and i was carried onto a ship

I jumped straight up from my sleep as hot tears fled down my cheeks, I turned my head to look at the clock. I sighed while looking at the time and shot up and quickly got dressed into the usual green gloves and orange coat. I stared at my ushanka for a bit, I slowly put it on, tucking my hair so it wasn't visible.

The pearly snow was thick and tough but I managed, making it to the bus stop to see three boys chatting up a storm.
"Freedom pals are better" shouted two of them though one of the voices was very muffled

"No, it's the coon!"  Shouted the other

I rolled my eyes at all them, Fatass, Kenny and Stan liked to fight about this stuff every morning.
" Kyle! Who's better toolshed or human kite" shouted my super best friend Stan

I stared blankly at them all, I gave no answer to there questioned. Stan was trying to get me to cough up and answer, and cartam and Kenny were still fighting over freedom pals and coons gang. the classic yellow school bus soon pulled up and I was saved from there little fights, we all trotted on taking our places. I was next to Stan and he was chatting up a storm on how toolshed is the best hero. he placed a hand on my shoulder, out of pure reaction I flinched. he quickly moved his hand away as we both went quiet.

"What happened dude," he asked

"I just tripped and hurt my shoulder in the process" I replied with a smile

"Okay then..." he muttered looking outside the window of the bus

the bus soon came to a stop and we all piled off and entered the school where the rest of my day would somehow get interesting.

*a/n* so this is just some reference images of human kite and toolshed

i crapply drew them myself but thats just reference for the two main characters

see ya soon!