Prologue

Whoosh! A flaming projectile flew over my head. Knowing the importance of my mission secrecy I was forced to take my assaulter out, permanently. Another rocket narrowly missed my scalp. Ducking I loaded my weapon. It was high tech, powerful, and lethal. One hit from this baby ought to blow my assailant back in time. Ready, Aim, Fire! My rocket propelled projectile flew through the air like a lighting bolt from the gods. Direct hit! Right in the Kisser! Mission accomplished, I had taken out my target. Now, to return in secrecy.

"LMH! (AKA Lord Muffin Head my true identity is concealed) Pick up those spit balls!" Ms.Lox commanded. Ms.Lox was my English teacher, and she was also one of my most boring teachers.

"Fine, you half-bald hag," I added under my breath.

"What was that!"

"Nothing, nothing." I knelt down to pick up the slimy paper balls and I heard a giggle. I turned around and saw my best friend, RHL. (Red Haired Lad) He was the one who had first opened fire on me. Apparently he hadn't fully recovery from my spit ball because there was still a bunch of saliva coating his upper lip. "You should be down here helping me ya' moron."

"Me? I was the one ruthlessly assaulted by a cruel marauder. Why should I have to clean up the blood and gore?" he whispered back to me with a malicious grin.

"I hate you," I mumbled back.

"Lord MH, RH Lad, is there something you want to add?" our teacher reprimanded with a glare.

"No," we mumbled simultaneously.

"Well then please don't interrupt our lesson again." As I said, I hate this class. Mainly because she's caught on to my bad habits and is very good at catching my crimes in the act. I mean very good. The last time I chewed gum she caught me three minutes after class started. Ms.Lox didn't even see it. All she did was sniff around and said, "I smell strawberry twist flavored Extra gum. Anybody wants to confess before I start handing out detentions." I had to confess. Generally I was one of those random people she chose for after school detentions just because of my record.

RH Lad met me outside after class. "Yo. That teacher has super crime sensing powers or something. How'd she see us?"

"Hmmmm… Maybe it was the fact that, you kept on making stupid sound effects!" I yelled.

"Wh- You could hear that. I thought that was safe inside my head."

"Yeah, remember that time when you confessed all your deepest fears to the class."

"You mean the fear about hotdogs, orange juice, and plastic bags?"

Yeah that one. Lets just say you say what you think. Most people call that ADD. Maybe you should see a doctor."

"Yeah, that's what my mom said about my deepest fears also."

"You confessed your deepest fears to your mom!"

"Yep!"

"You are one dumb ba-" Beep! Would Lord MH and RH Lad please report to the main office. You need to learn a lesson. Thank you come again." Uh oh, visits to the office could prove fatal… sometimes. Either way the school office was not a place anyone wanted to go!