Okay, i've tried plenty of times to do this. This will be the time i get it right and i'll do it in my own way.


United States, Unknown town

A young nine-year-old was currently being beaten up by a group of kids his age at a playground at night, his gold colored glasses were broken. Nose having some blood coming out of it and staining his once white shirt, his blue short torn at some parts as was his black shoes from years of wear. His golden brown slightly dirtied from being shoved into dirt. His blue eyes filled with terror and sadness looking at eyes full of anger and malice, he was currently having his head pushed into the ground.

"You should have paid us kid." The leader said with a malicuous grin

"N-no way Butch, i'm not giving you anything." The young man said, slowly trying to get up with a small hiccup

He was then kicked in the face, falling to the ground in pain with a small yelp as kid known as Butch smiled even wider.

"And that's why we're beating you up." Butch said

The young man wanted to cry for help, but he knew it wouldn't come. He just hoped for something to have these kids go away.

"HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" A person yelled

The bullies started to scatter, leaving Aaron alone on the ground. Nose still having blood drip off, he slowly got up and held his side. Major bruise is gonna be there tomorrow, he then shakily got out a slightly cracked phone and called a number. After waiting a bit, someone picked up.

"Aaron? Where are you? It's have past five." A female voice asked on the other side

He then remembered that he was going home after getting something dealt with at school, sadly it wasn't the bullies but it was some school work. The kid known as Aaron then sighed.

"At the play park, please come pick me up Aunt Cass." Aaron said

"Okay, just wait on a bench." She replied

Aaron then hung up, he slowly limped over to a bench and sat on it as he got his broken glasses. They broke off an arm of it while also breaking a lens but Aaron could get those replaced since he has a backup lens along with spare parts for it, he put the two pieces in the pocket and just did nothing. Nothing but cry silent tears, since that's all he could do under the glow of the full moon.

...Three Years later after that incident

Aaron was now a twelve year old, he had a green zip-up hoodie on with a pristine white shirt under it as his shorts were replaced by blue jeans, he had a small necklace with a crystal on it that was a bright blue, he had forest green headphones on, his hair slightly darkened, and he was looking at his now repaired phone as he was at an airport with his two bags nearby him. One containing clothes, the other containing other things. His glasses were replaced with a red and black pair, his shoes new.

"Flight fourteen passengers are now allowed to get on." The speaker had announced

Aaron heard that and got up with his bags, he got on the plane and waited for it to take off.

Ten minutes later on the plan

The plane had taken off, Aaron was looking out at the beautiful sky with a small smile on his face as he remembered telling his Aunt and Uncle the day he found out he was told the wonderful news that he was given.

Two weeks ago

Aaron was sitting on an old brown couch as his Aunt and Uncle sat across from him in chairs.

"Aaron, we have some new for you." His Uncle said with a serious tone

"Is it good news Uncle Hugo?" Aaron asked curiously

"It depends, your parents want you to move in with them." His Aunt explained with a small smile

Aaron had a slightly shocked look on his face, he didn't expect this.

"But my parents have been working most of their lives in their hometown, they come to visit me sure but... they finally have..." Aaron said shocked

"Yes, they have enough money to raise you and keep themselves fed. It took a while but they managed it." His Uncle said with a small smile

Aaron looked down in thought, could he really move in with them? After a bit of thinking, he looked at his Aunt and Uncle with a deathly serious look. The two knew he made up his mind if he had that look.

"Alright, i'll move in with them." Aaron said

"That's my nephew, i'll get your stuff sent over and let them know your decision." Aunt Cass said

Back to now

Aaron knew that was his only chance to get him out of that place, if he stayed, he would have died due to the local gang that tried to harass him nearly all the time. He doesn't know why they do it but they do it. Aaron lied back and rested, knowing it would be a long flight to California.

'I'm finally going to be safe.' He thought before falling asleep

A couple of hours later

The plane had landed and Aaron got his bags, he knew his stuff from his room was already moved there over the time it took to get a flight. Aaron grabbed his bags and walked to a bus stop, after paying the amount needed. The drive drove him past many stores and homes until he arrived at his destination. Aaron got off the bus after slumping his backpack full of his other things as he held the other, Aaron nodded to the bus driver and got off. After the bus left, Aaron found himself in a Cul-De-Sac in some town called Peach Creek in the beach filled state. Aaron looked at a note he was given, it had the address of a house on the street that he was sent to. Aaron walked to the house and knocked on the door, after waiting a few moments. A person who looked like Aaron if he was older and a female opened the door, she had a white dress shirt on with long hair, blue jeans, and black slip-on's and currently, she smiled at Aaron.

"Hey mom." Aaron said with a smile

Aaron's mom hugged her and the two headed inside, there was a man who looked like Aaron if he was older and had a beard. He saw Aaron and grinned, he walked over and messed up Aaron's hair to which the boy had not minded. The man had a man bun on his head with black glasses, a black t-shirt with a random band, torn blue jeans, and black moccasins

"Nice to see ya sport, your stuff arrived yesterday and it's in your room. We'll leave you to unpack." He said with a genuine smile that Aaron always saw

Aaron simply nodded and walked up the stairs, he saw his bed was sideways under the window with his desk positioned at the head on the right side. Aaron saw that the rest of his stuff was in boxes, Aaron cracked his knuckles and got to work, knowing that this was gonna take awhile.

Two hours later

Aaron had everything unpacked, a motivational poster over his desk, a poster of a band he liked, a small TV with some video game consoles hooked up under it along with a DVD player, a small table were he had his charger for his phone, his computer was set up at a desk along with a small area for his laptop to charge along with being used, his clothes were in his closet, his bed was neatly made with a blue blanket along with a white pillow nearby it, a heater and a fan was in a small broom closet separate from his other closet for winter and summer respectively, a chair with a bookshelf nearby along with a lamp for reading, on the floor was a square purple carpet, and finally he had an area to hang his backpack for school. Aaron smiled as he left his room, he saw his parents made tea and were drinking some. He sat down with them at the table after getting a cup, they said nothing as they enjoyed their company. Afterward, Aaron talked and got to know them a little more since he knew a good chunk about them.

An hour later

Aaron heard an alarm go off, his parents looked at him confused.

"Oh, sorry. I set an alarm for nine PM since that's the time i usually go to bed." Aaron said

"We understand honey." His mother said with a caring smile

"Yeah, Cass always did like that time." His father said

Aaron smiled, he told them good night as he headed to his room. He turned off the alarm and got into some pajama's, a white t-shirt with blue fuzzy sleep pants and black slippers to complete the set. Aaron set his glasses on his desk, got under his blanket and fell asleep.

Meanwhile in another state

Another young man, the same age as Aaron who wore a white tank top with torn blue jeans and red tennis shoes was currently growling in anger at a map of the United States as he was ready to tear out his messy blonde hair. His hazel eyes full of rage and frustration with his somewhat sculpted face turning red from the anger, his eyebrows forming a large frown, his muscles convulsing in anger.

"Where the hell did he go?" He asked

"I don't know Butch but we'll find the brat and make sure he doesn't squeal." Another kid, the same age as Butch said

This kid had dark red glasses with a white dress shirt, some black jeans, and black wingtips was leaning against a wall with his short cut black hair fit his cocky demeanor. His eyes a light green and thin build with sculpted features that always had a condescending glint in it, from a distance you'd think the two weren't friends but they are.

"We better, if he tells anyone what we did to him along with how much we stole from him and everyone else in this town. We'd get in a lot of trouble for what we've done." Butch said with a sigh

"Yeah, i know. I remember what you said about it, 'If words gets out, we won't be able to pay off the police this time and we'd be arrested with the police department most likely being investigated for basically what would be considered perjury' which kind of makes you sound afraid of the brat." He said with a cocky look

Butch glared at him with a look at said, 'You may be a friend but that doesn't mean i won't beat your face in'.

"Really Alastor, really?" Butch said, a bit wearily

"Hey, i may be your Right Hand man but that doesn't mean i won't sass you unlike Jim." Alastor said with a smirk

"*Sigh* Okay, that's true." Butch said

Butch sighed as he looked back at the map, after a minute he then had an idea. he then said this.

"Look for more recruits."

Alastor looked at Butch confused and raised his eyebrow a little.

"What?" Alastor asked confused

"I said, look for more recruits." Butch said, looking at Alastor with a serious look

"Ooookaaayy, Why?" Alastor asked with a confused look

"We need more people looking for him, look for ones that are good at location tracking and hacking." Butch said

Alastor knew what he was getting at, he then left the room to do exactly that. Butch started to grin evilly.

"Aaron, we're gonna find you. And when we do, you won't be able to speak anymore." Butch said with an evil glint in his eyes

He then chuckled evilly, as little did he know that fate would somehow intervene.

Meanwhile

A man wearing a black cloak in a desert somewhere was walking alone as the wind blew by moving the sand slightly, his red-tinted sunglasses glowing under the moon, he looked to the sky.

"Seems as though his power still hasn't activated, interesting." He said

He kept walking with what seemed to be a briefcase nearby, it has the symbol of a crystal on it. He smiled a little.

"Though that may change very soon if i get the chance." He said

His footsteps weren't seen in the cold sand of the desert as he continued on.


Okay, good first chapter.

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