Shaman King: Dawn of a New Age

Chapter One: Death and Lies

My name is Geist Krieger. I'm 13 years old and live in a small town in New York. I'm also crazy. Or at least people call me that and it's because…..I can see ghosts.

It all started a year ago when I turned 12. I'd walk down the street and see someone walking through people. From the very beginning I knew what they were and yet I wasn't scared. Not at least till one tried to talk to me.

I was walking down a road from school when a man dressed in a suit walked up to me, through two people. He came up to me and said "HELP ME! I NEED TO MAKE IT THERE IN TIME!" He reached for me and I ran while screaming, "Help! He's after me help!" It went downhill from there. I started going to a therapist. Most of my friends at school quit being my friends. And I got used to ghosts but things didn't get much better and more came to talk to me. Eventually I started going to a cemetery because the ghosts there tended to be nice.

They became pretty much my only friends. Except for Alex, a goth kid I met at the cemetery that could see ghosts too.

My story really starts the day after my thirteenth birthday.

Alex and I went to the cemetery to hang out when I saw a ghost of a Viking sitting on a rock outside the gates. "Wait" I said to Alex. I walked up to the Viking and said " What'cha doing? Why aren't you in the cemetery?" He didn't respond. "I continued to ask him questions until he said, "Shut up or I'll kill you." Naturally I wasn't afraid of a ghost trying to kill me so I continued on with, "What's your name?" "Will you leave me alone if I tell you."? "Sure." "Karl." "Okay that's a start. Now what are you doing?" "I thought you said you'd leave me alone." Up to this point Alex hadn't said a word but now he walked up to me and shoved me away and said, "Leave him alone. He's clearly a loser with no friends and no life. I bet his family's a bunch of losers" He snickered in a kind of mischievous way. Well this pissed the Viking off to the point he stood up and unsheathed his swords.

"You can annoy and dishonor me but don't dishonor my family." " What'cha gonna do ghosty kill me! Hahaha." Karl charged at him but I stepped in his way and he went right into me. I fell onto the ground. I wasn't in control anymore, Karl was. We stood up and picked up two sharp sticks. At this point Alex ran away. I tried to make him leave my body but couldn't succeed. "This isn't as good as father's swords but it will do." We said. We ran after Alex and caught up quickly. We continued beating him using sword (stick) skills I've never seen. Ghosts were scrambling around trying to stop me. Alex yelled, "What the hell happened? What are you doing?" " I managed to finally say one thing… "I'm not in control… he is." At this point Alex was bleeding from all over his body. I finally managed to push the ghost out me and I fell to the ground unconscious, blood all over me.

I woke up in jail. I found out I was the cause of the murder of Alex Rider. The believed reason was insanity. My brother, Luke, didn't believe that even when the DNA proved it. My parents hated me. I thought I was screwed for life at 13 until a police officer came to my door. "You have a visitor." A Native American man walked into my cell. He wore a suit and tie. He waved the officer away. The man said, "I can fix this. All of it." "What?" "I can set you free and make you free of all charges." "Wait, this isn't a joke is it? Why would you help an insane man?" "I would do this because you're not insane, you're special." "Don't screw with me." "I can see THEM too. And I know you didn't kill the boy." "How do you know that and what are you talking about."? "I can see ghosts too."

This made me all ears. He continued to explain to me about the Shaman Tournament and the Shaman King. He told me about integration and what happened that night. He told me that if I entered the Shaman Tournament he would make everyone forget this ever happened, literally. Naturally I said yes, still confused and wondering about everything he just said. Then he brought in someone he said would be my partner for repentance. The he walked in or should I say floated in was Karl, the Viking who killed my friend.

I refused. He said he was strong and would be a good partner. Karl himself seemed very lackluster about this. Karl then also refused and as soon as he said the words " I agree with the stupid boy" The man threw beads around his neck that seemed to choke him. "Agk. Okay I'll do it." The man then reminded me of everything he could do for me so I unwillingly accepted his offer. He told me I had 3 days to say goodbye and I randomly fainted.

I woke up in my room. I walked downstairs in my boxers and a t-shirt. My parents acted like nothing happened. I found out that according to the news Alex Rider fell down a hill and hit his head on a rock. I also found Karl sitting on the couch meditating.

Next Chapter: Forgiveness and Family

Note: Yeah the first chapter sucks. It's also kind of dark but all the other beginning ideas I had sucked so yeah. Please don't quit reading because I think it'll get better and lighter wth some humor and this is my first fanfic. Plz also review!