Architect Legends (Season 1)

Great power comes great responsibility

It was raining, it was cold and it was dark. Danyaal walked up to the house stairs and open the yellow door. He walked inside and the room was quiet. He closed the door and it with a loud bang.

Danyaal's mum: Honey, are you home?

Danyaal: Yeah, ma.

Danyaal walked forward to the kitchen. His mum got up. The mother is white and converted into a Muslim.

Danyaal's mum: How was school today?

Danyaal: It was good, ma.

Danyaal's mum went towards the kitchen and Danyaal kept covering his face.

Danyaal's mum: Sweetie, let me see your face.

Danyaal: why, ma?

Danyaal's Mum: Because I'm your mum and you are hiding something from me. Is that right?

Danyaal: No, ma. I'm not hiding anything.

Danyaal's mum: Are you sure?

Danyaal: Yeah, Ma.

Danyaal's mum: Then turn over and let me see your face.

Danyaal: Why, ma?

Danyaal's mum: TURN OVER! NOW! DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF!

Danyaal turned around slowly and his mother saw the black eye and the cut on his lip. Danyaal's father rushed in to see what was going on. Danyaal's father was brown, tall and has black beard.

Danyaal's father: Oh my god! What the hell happened to your face?!

Danyaal's mum: Did you get into a fight? Well...Did you?!

Danyaal: No, ma.

Danyaal's mum: Then, what is that on your face? You are going to have to tell us!

Danyaal didn't want tell his parents because he think they will ruin everything.

Danyaal: Nothing, ma. I just fell over on my bike.

Danyaal's mum: You don't have a bike and you can't ride one either. Stop lying to me. Just tell me, please. We are your parents. Don't you trust us?

Danyaal: I do, ma, it's just...

Danyaal's father: What? Tell us! You have been bullied, today, haven't you?

Danyaal: Yeah, pa.

Danyaal cried. Danyaal's mum came forward to hug her son.

Danyaal's mum: We are your parents; you should just tell us. We are always here, if you need us.

Danyaal nodded. Danyaal's father joined in. After a while, Danyaal went to his room. He took out a picture of his brother, his older brother, Yusuf. He was in the army but unfortunately, died in action. His brother used to protect him and care for him. He looked at the picture and smiled.

Danyaal: Hi, brother. I made friends, today. I made 1,2,3,4,5. 5 friends today. I met this guy, his name is Ahad, he's the best, he reminds me of you. Brave, clever and loyal. All of that. Don't get me wrong, they're all good. But, Ahad is different than any other friend I have made today.

Danyaal kept talking to the photo of his brother. Suddenly, he heard a loud bang outside, it was the thunder. It brought lightening. A yellow and blue lightening. Danyaal got up from his bed and put the photo down on his table, he walked forward and forward. He was scared. The thunder roared and growled. Without warning, the thunder broke the glass and entered the room. It hit Danyaal right on his chest. The door broke. Danyaal's parents sprinted to get Danyaal.