Hello, everybody! Slick the Wolf's back with a new story, but this time, it's Slick's biography story. It's mainly about how he got, how me met his friends, and so forth. But you'll enjoy it. A few parts in here are sad, but most of it is adventuresome and heartwarming…what am I saying!? Anyway, if you probably won't cry through this story. But if ya do and I see it in the reviews, I'm gonna find who you are and PM you. Not that you're in trouble, but just a reason why.
Anyway, enjoy! :)
Chapter One: The Intro
Who am I?
How did I get here?
When did I get here?
Those three questions kept bothering me. But why? My past is the reason why.
My past started fifteen years ago when I was only three months old. I was left on the doorstep of an orphanage home in a basket as I was told. I wasn't noticed until Ms. Burns, one of the caretakers, heard me crying at the doorstep and opened the door to see me.
She took action and took me inside to warm me up cause who knew how long I was out there. After I fell asleep, Ms. Burns saw a letter and a necklace with a lightning bolt charm on it in the basket.
The letter said:
Dear Whoever reads this,
I have left my son on the doorstep because of a classified reason. Not because we hate him, it's because we want to protect him with our hearts and we love him. His name is Slick and he's only three months old. Please take good care of him.
From,
Slick's mother.
She glance at the lightning bolt necklace and then back at the letter.
TBC.