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Undead
Summary:
Hadrian Potter, a boy once normal changed due to certain events by being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Prologue:
A boy was running after a neon colored ball! The ball was his only friend as he was restricted from going out. But the ball kept on going forward and didn't seem to show any sign of stopping any time soon. Unknown to him, he had reached the boundary. The boundary he was absolutely forbidden from passing.
When he had asked; why? He was given the answer that it was all for him. He hadn't understood what that was supposed to mean. And so had nodded and ran to play with his beloved ball again. Soon forgetting the event.
But he had been reminded. And it was by mistake too.
His ball had gone out of the boundary and it was just a few steps from the boundary. So thinking that it wont be that big of a deal, had crossed the boundary and reached for his ball.
But as he had just gotten his fingers on it, they had started. They were whispers. He couldn't understand what they were saying, but that they just were. He had been standing there, eyes glazed and wanting to know what was being said to him, when his mother had found him and ran for him screaming something that wasn't English.
They never stopped.
As he reached the boundry, he looked out of it. He always wanted to see what was outside. But he was also afraid of the outside. His childish curiosity wanted to find out, while his mind was telling him to be rational!
Remember what Mommy said! No, don't do it!
While the childish part was say; You are always alone. Even when we asked Mommy for a friend, she didn't give you one! So why not just see whats outside? Just a glimpse and we will return before she even comes! She wont even know about anything.
It was like there was a tornado going inside him! One side wanted to go out and just look a little. While the other side was screaming denials.
What should I do?
He really wanted to go outside, but Mommy would be sad. He had always been in these walls. Always! Mommy and Daddy are out most of the times. Busy fighting the bad guys. Leaving me alone! And they wont even listen to him when he would say that he didn't do it on purpose, the things that happened with him! They always said to control it.
But how?
He didn't even know what to do! Sometime they would sit down and try to teach him how to control it. Though it wouldn't work. But that has been getting less and less.
If I just go to the front of the boundaries and come back real quick, then she wont know.
And so he stepped out the boundary with his left foot right behind the right one. And his beloved ball in his right hand, his hair like the blackest night and wild and untamed rustled in the light breeze and his beautiful emerald eyes sparked with an excitement found only in children.