Our story begins in 1996 . July the twelfth . A boy about 16 is found at 4:22am in rural Alabama by old man . The man ask if he is okay . The boy replies: I'm not sure as he passes back out .
The boy wakes up on a hospital room with only the old man accompanying him . He ask what's going on . The man replies with I found you in my field in a big ass crater . And I brought you to the hospital . The old man ask does he remember anything . He replies with my name is jackson lane atlas . But that's all I remember.
A few hours later the doctors come back . We have ran your blood test and finger prints and we have no results or possible connections to any one . Well I'm leaving then replies jackson I will find everything out on my own . He looks at the old man and says can you take me back to the place you found me ? The man replies yes let's go .I'll help you anyway I can .
Jaxon and the man arrived at the farm and walks to the crater when jaxon was found. What the hell happened . Jaxon asks himself . And his only memory is this monstrous war where he was standing dead center with ancient Spartan gear and wings. He keeps this thought to himself. As there standing at the edge of the crater a deep and evil voice calls out . JAXON!!!! And on the far side of the crater stands and man shaped figure.
He lounged at jaxon and the man . Jaxon catches the creature and throws him over 50 foot away without breaking his foothold . The creature charges at jaxon . Jaxons instinct takes over and he charges back . As he nears the creature he slides between its feet. He comes up with a swift right hook and the creature disintegrates in a blinding light .
Jaxons is standing there in a pile of ash as the old man approaches him slowly and ask who are you ?
