Hey there folks. I'm PokemonFireRed. If you're a regular in the Pikmin section, then you might know that I have a story on their, Pikimin 3 Return to Earth. It's on Hiatus right now, but expect an update on it very soon. In the mean time, I am writing a AU Ben 10 fanfic that stars my own OC. I hope you all will enjoy.
Disclamer: Ben 10 and it's caracters are the propertiy of it's creators. However, I own the OCs here.
High School; Woes and Foes
By: General Blaze
Prolouge
"Come back here, dweeb!"
'Yeah Right,' sixteen year old Jack Alton thought. 'Like I'm really going to stop for my daily beatings…'
Jack Mickey Alton was in fact running away from Danny Rose, the most popular guy in Robert H. High School, and the quarter back for their football team. Unfortunately, the popularity got into the puny sized brain of his, and he believed he could get away with anything and everything. This meant that all the unpopular kids had to watch their backs, since Danny loved shoving people in their lockers.
And he was chasing his favorite target.
Jack never knew why people hated him so much. All he could remember has that since elementary school he never made many friends. Those who were brave enough to be friends with him usually were outcasts themselves, taunted for something they liked. Taunted for things other people thought was stupid. Jack eventually hypostasized that they made fun of him since he liked Pokemon, but that was quickly proven wrong in middle school. That's when he started coming home bruised and battered, looking like he just walked through hell and back. Finally, Jack just figured that they needed a target to pick on, and he had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Jack continued to sprint through the crowded hallway, quite a feat since it way overcrowded. The burly figure of Danny was having a hard time getting through the crowds, so Jack was rapidly gaining ground has he weaved in and out of the small gaps in-between the students. 'If I can get the intersection ahead fast enough,' thought Jack, 'I might be able to lose football head and get to class on time.'
Luck however, was not on his side. As Jack rounded the corner of the hall, he saw an arm fly out right in front of him.
SMACK!
Jack was sent hurtling to the ground. As the unfortunate boy tried to regain his senses, one of the football players, Harold Washington, running back, stood above him, looking at him like a hunter that caught his biggest catch yet. Harold's girlfriend stood behind him, giggling and pointing at the sprawled figure of Jack Alton, the 'loser'. Jack was dimly aware of the now all to familiar sound of Danny's feet walking up to him, his voice disoriented above the buzz of activity that arose when Jack was clothslined. As Danny's and Harold's hands picked him up to shove him into his locker, Jack's only thought was, 'Ah, shit.'
R&R people.