The Altar Complex Prologue
Note: I own Altar Complex and the characters, but the shows that are parodied aren't mine. Also, I am rewriting the story to make it look like a story rather than dialogue.
In a small town in New Jersey, there are two best friends named James McDermott and Devon Electra. They have nothing in common (well, they are both smart), except for one thing: they have been cursed with The Altar Complex: a curse which sends people to different places to make ingenious, weird, and awkward changes. Since then, a war started in New York City, until a farting cow stopped the war. I'll describe it.
James and Devon were walking out of school down to 7/11 when suddenly, a green blob-like form crash-landed in front of them. "What the hell?" Devon screamed. He is a Goth-like person who became an atheist when his mom died a few years ago. He tends to curse a lot and is a very not-so sweet person, but he is kind. He just doesn't show it. "Why would a blob hit in front of freaking 7/11?" James asked. James is a nice, Christian person who is smart and who passes technology class a lot. He tends to curse, too, and he saw his mom having sex. He has an evil sister named Cassie, who tries to kill, pisses off, and make life hard for James. His dad died when he was five, when Cassie threw her spoon against the pool ladder and her dad got hit in the head. James and Devon touched the blob with a pencil and suddenly, James and Devon disappeared.
James got sent to Beth's (James's crush) house when Beth was taking a shower. "What the- haven't you learned some manners?" Beth asked angrily. "Yeah, but somehow I couldn't…" James replied, slowing down his speech. Beth curved her hand into her fist and punched James hard in the stomach. James went out of the shower with soaking clothes and sprinted out of the house. Beth raised her right eyebrow, being suspicious about the situation.
Devon got sent to Madison Square Garden in New York City into the middle of a basketball game. Devon ran up to the hoop when a rival player dunked and kicked the player in the balls. He fell and saw the ball come out of the basket. Devon ran out and no one even cared or saw.
A few hours later, James and Devon went back to James's house to find out what is going on. "How are we going to know what will happen when we least expect it?" James asked. Devon replied, "I don't know… but I guess if I had known from my perspective, then-" Suddenly, the news comes on. An anchorman said, "A Detroit Piston basketball player faints at a basketball game against the New York Knicks. He said that he was hit in the private during his dunk. He is sent to Liberty (I made that up) Hospital, where he is doing okay." James comments, "Okay, that was unexpected." "I know: me knocking his balls," Devon said. James turns his head with his jaws dropped down. "Holy crap."
The next chapter will be ahead four weeks into the future. Thank you for reading!