"Greetings Nick, it's time to start your training." An unrecognizable silhouette appeared before me. I didn't put much thought into what was happening, I just went with it.
"Training? What for?" I asked. The silhouette simply replied.
"You'll find out the next time we meet." The silhouette and the dark space that had surrounded us had started to fade into light...
I woke up at 7:30 on a Saturday morning. I then started to get my morning routine in motion. I was about to get up and get my pants on, but then I realized that I was already wearing my pants... great...
So instead, I just put on my long sleeved denim shirt, my white and gold Vans, and my signature grey fedora with a valkyrie on the right side.
I went downstairs and took my daily dose of captain crunch just like Emo-kun taught me. Then I went into my garage for my "Saturday cartoons". (Which is actually just an old '69 Dodge Charger R/T that me and my dad work on every once in a while. It's dark metallic green with a 512 Ci. big block V-8 pumpin' out over 700 horses at the moment)
After spending my hour of working on my car, I head back inside and wash up, then kick back and relax in my living room. (For like a second) Then I heard a knock at the door. Now remember, it's about 9:30 in the morning and I usually don't have anyone showing up at this time, and the mail doesn't come until 1-ish, so I didn't know what to expect.
I opened the door to see what's up. I saw a box sitting on my front porch. I wasn't expecting anything anytime soon, so I was confused and nervous about what it could be.
I grabbed my switchblade nicknamed "pearlesque beauty" because it has the most beautiful pearl white handle, and brought the box inside. I opened the box and looked inside. I never thought that when I did, I would have a short Saturday. I was sucked inside of the box and passed out, and I never pass out!