Like it says in the summary of this story the co-author for this story is The gangsta of love. I wouldn't be able to continue a story if it wasn't for the ideas of my co-author. Since this is the first chapter anything can happen in the future. Please read and review.

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Somewhere on a far off farm 3 miles from the nearest town in one direction and 4 miles from the neighbors in the other direction. A young man's eyes began to flutter open. It was sunrise, the time when he normally awakened each morning. Unlike most 17 year olds he greatly enjoyed this time of day. He looked up from his pillow. Out the window the last remnants of stars were fading and in their place was the brightness of a new day. To him, there was no better way to begin the day than to witness a sight like that.

His name was Lavitz R. Edgar. He was a strapping young man, slightly tall for his age and slightly more muscular than the average boy, but not in a visibly noticeable way. His pale Blue hair was a mess of bed head. He would run a comb through it to get the knots out but did very little to tame it. His skin was fairly tan from working outside most of the time.

He worked for his parents on their farm. Well they weren't exactly his parents. When he was three years old they had come to this land to live out their dream to be farmers and live off the land. They got more then they bargained for when they found a three-year-old boy living at the bottom of their farm's well. He could hardly remember that time because he was so young, but his earliest memories involved pulling himself up from the well from time to time to see the stars shine in the night sky. Lavitz always loved the stars. He would lie in bed and look out his window and just stare at them contentedly. They were the last things he saw before falling asleep at night and the fist thing he saw fade out every morning. Well Mr. and Mrs. Edgar pulled him out of that well, cleaned him and they called him son ever since.

After looking out his bedroom window for a few minutes more, Lavitz stretched and got out of bed. He threw on his work clothes for the day and walked out the short hallway to the kitchen/dining area, where his mother was cooking eggs.

"Oh good morning sweetheart. Breakfast is almost ready." His mother said sweetly.

Lavitz's mother went by the name of Kamu Edgar. She was a short, plump woman with long, dark hair and red-rimed glasses. She had tiny hands and feet, which made little pitter-patter sounds wherever she walked. Her face was round, but very sweet and gentle looking. She was the kind of woman who would always greet you with a little smile. In Lavitz's opinion, she had the softest voice in the entire world.

"Could you please wake your father dear?"

Kamu would normally get up just 20 minutes before her son, then woke up, then the husband/father was the last one in the house to awaken.

"Sure." The teen replied. He walked to his parents room, cracked open the door and saw his father's head buried deep into the sheets and pillows.

"Dad." He said loudly enough to stir the man.

"Huh? What?" The father's head quickly shot up as if jolted out of a dream.

"Mom said Breakfast is almost ready. She's making omelets today."

"Oh… Thank you son… I'll be right there." Lavitz's father was the only one in the house who wasn't a morning person.

His name was Kit, Kit Edgar. 14 years of working on a farm from sun up to sun down had turned him into a muscular man with broad shoulders and tanned skin. He wore glasses like his wife, only his were black rimmed, His hair was bleach blond and cut much shorter than his son's but still just as messy.

Kit's size made him seem almost intimidating but he wasn't always like that. He was once a very skinny man with lanky arms and legs. He and his wife lived in the city and were office workers but they hated it. Their bosses walked all over them and they had to take a busy buss to and from work every day. The pay was decent enough but way back when they were first dating something that drew Kit and Kamu together was that they both had the same dream of one day living out in the country and living off the land as their own bosses on a farm.

When they had finally saved enough money they quit their jobs and came out here looking for farm property. That's how they had come to live out here and find their son. However neither of them knew nearly as much about farming as did now.

They bought this land because of how beautiful it was. It was not very far from civilization, but they were still cut off from it. Lush green hills stretched on for miles in many directions. It was exactly the kind of place they pictured living. They assumed it was an excellent price and wondered why no one else had bought it yet. But then they realized that while the earth was pretty, it was also tough. It took them much longer to plow the ground then expected and as a result it took much longer than expected to produce any crops. Their entire life's savings was poured in this farm and to this day they had never made it back no matter how hard they tried.

And with a third mouth to feed that was more money out of their pockets. They didn't expect that they would keep Lavitz when they found him but after looking around they could not seem to find where he had come from or who his real parents were and the longer he stayed with them, the more they grew to love him. After a few weeks of living with Kit and Kamu in their home, one night Lavitz called them Mommy and Daddy for the first time and from that moment forward they knew they could never let him go.

After a nice hearty breakfast of eggs, the family set to work. Kamu was in charge of the animals. They didn't have many. They had one dairy cow and a chicken coop with a total of 9 hens to make eggs. It was usually the animals that kept the family a float. Many times the crop did not produce enough to sell, the eggs and the milk that they sold at the town market was enough for them to scrape by month to month.

While Kamu did this it was kit and Lavitz who tended the fields. Because the earth was so rough there was very little they could grow. They had potatoes, and sometimes if they were lucky they would get a nice batch of turnips or onions, but even though they had decent sized land for farming they only managed to use some of it. It was just too much work for the family alone to plow all of it, they had to work with what they could handle. They tried selling pieces of their land off but none of the local farmers were as gullible as the Edgar family to purchase land so tough.

Lavitz didn't mind so much though. When the sun set he would go out into the empty acres and stare up at the sky as blue turned to orange and then to black, before trudging home for dinner and then off to bed so that he could get up early to begin his routine again the next day.

It was almost midday when the young man was tilling the field by the fence and he heard someone come up from behind him. "Hey, I know you!"

He turned around to see a group of four teenagers around his age. They were riding bicycles. Lavitz recognized them as local villagers. There was a short overweight boy wearing a Hawaiian shirt, a tall and thin bleach blond haired boy with sunglasses and wife beater shirt, a boy with curly hair, dark skin and a bowling shirt, and a girl wearing a jumper with short brown hair and freckles.

"We pass this farm all the time when we come to and from town. We always see you here working. Would you like to take a break and hang out with us?" The girl said in a friendly tone.

Lavitz felt a lump in his throat. He was always so nervous around new people. He didn't really hang out with too many kids his own age. His time was often spent either working for his parents or just relaxing alone.

"Uh, I- I dunno." He said sheepishly. He looked to his feet as his face turned beat red. Hopefully they would just assume it was sunburn from working outside.

"Come one." One of the boys said. "We're going to go grab a milkshake and hang out down town. Ain't nothing special but it'll be fun."

"I- Ah Th-thank you for inviting me, b-but I've got a lot of work to do around here." Lavitz replied. He gave them a deep bow as he spoke trying to be respectful but coming across as way too formal.

"Well Suit yourself." One of the boys said before they all rode off for town.

Lavitz watched them all go. They seemed nice. He probably would have had fun if he had gone with them. If he had asked his parents to go, he knew they'd say yes. But even so, he just couldn't get over his shyness. He was terrible at meeting new people and making friends.

"You know I'll bet you can catch up to them."

Lavitz turned around to see his father standing behind him with a hoe in hand.

"You're always working so hard." The man said. "You mother and I appreciate all you do but everyone deserves a break every now and again. You're 17, you should be enjoying yourself."

"That's okay. I'd rather be helping you and mom out." Lavitz said as he got back to tilling. I know money's tight around here. I want to help out as much as I can."

"Now who said money's tight around here?" Kit asked, his tone trying to sound convincing. Lavitz just looked up at him, he didn't buy this act for a second. They were late in paying off some loans. They were always just barely breaking even from month to month but lately things have been pretty bad and the man who had loaned Kit the money to pay his mortgage had turned out to be a more aggressive man than they anticipated. It was getting kind of scary.

Kit sighed. But put on a smile for his son. "Now things like mortgages, and loans are not something that kids should have to worry about. Everything will be fine. You just worry about being 17."

"That's okay" Lavitz said. "I don't think I'd have a good time anyway."

Well, I tried. Kit thought. But then an idea hit him. "Hey son, do you think you could head into town and take the eggs and milk to be sold at the local market?"

This way his son would be going into town and helping at the same time. And if the boy just happened to take his time and find someone or something down there to hold his attention for a little while well then wouldn't that be nice.

"Okay." The young man replied. He put his farming tools away and washed up. No one wanted to buy food from someone who looked sweaty and dirty. He then went to his mother and she saddled him up with 8 jugs of milk and 10 dozen eggs. He loaded them into a rickety old cart, which he pulled himself for lack of a mule or horse and then headed 3 miles into town.

He did not run into any of the four teenagers he met earlier. He went strait to the market where the manager of the store paid him for the eggs and milk. It was then Lavitz's plan to head strait home so that he could continue his work in the field. On his way however he passed by a rather large crowd gathering around a stage. Out of curiosity, the young man decided to check out what the commotion was.

"Sold! To the gentleman down in front!"

It was an auction. A group of travelers were selling exotic animals. There were creatures Lavitz had never seen before. Some he could identify. Like one was a pig but with a large head, and another was a purple colored horse. Others he couldn't make heads or tails of. The animal that was just sold had the body of a kangaroo, the head of a fish, rabbit ears and was lavender colored. It shook it's head back and forth as it moved.

Our next creature is a rare and fantastic sight indeed, a dog with a head like a snowman's head. It was said that these creatures could sense purity in a person's soul and had the ability to stop sever injuries just by shaking it's body nearby. Ladies and gentlemen I give you… The magnificent… Plue dog!

Lavitz stared at it in awe. It was just as the auctioneer described, a white dog with the head like a snowman's head. It body shook as it made little "pluuuu" noises. The one thing that really caught Lavitz's eye was his size. The Dog was the size of an elephant. If they had a beast like that on their farm, he could pull a plow and a cart and do so much work. Why, their farm's productivity might even increase. That would be wonderful.

"500! Do we have 500? No? How about 450? 450? Come one people! This is a rare specimen!"

No one seemed to be interested in the large creature. It was probably because the poor beast seemed so lethargic and un-useful. They would rather have a strong mule or a fast horse. What would they do with an animal like a giant plue dog?

This was lucky for Lavitz. The young man just couldn't describe it. He felt drawn to the giant dog. It was like he was meant to have it. Without even thinking he put his hand up and called out,

"350!"

"350? We got 350! Do we have 400? 400? No? 350 going once, going twice. Sold to the young man in the back!"

As the auctioneer came forward to hand over the giant dog's leash, Lavitz suddenly realized what a stupid move he just made. He stared forward dumbstruck as the money in his hand was just snatched away for payment. What in the world was he doing? That was ALL of his family's money from the eggs and milk. It was probably the only money they'd have all week! What were they going to do without it? They NEEDED that. Instead he was bringing home another very large mouth to feed. What was he THINKING?

Lavitz was snapped out of his train of thought when the giant dog began to affectionately nuzzle against him. The strength of the beast caused him to fall over.

"Puuuun." Was the sound it made as it leaned over him. Apparently, he was drawn to Lavitz too.

The 17 year old looked up at the dog and let out a sigh. Giving the beast a smile, he got up and said, "Well I guess the only thing I can do now is take you home. Come on Plue."

Lavitz hooked up his cart to Plue and then climbed onto the dog's back. He rode the dog all the way home.

When he got there, he was greeted by his frantic mother running towards him. "Oh, there you are! Thank goodness you've come back- WHAT IS THIS?" She referred to Plue.

"Oh, um, this is Plue, mom." Lavitz said sheepishly. "I sorta-"

"Oh never mind dear! You can tell me afterwards! Just please tell me you have the money for selling our milk and eggs?"

Never before had Lavitz seen his soft-spoken mother so distressed. It worried him greatly.

"I-I don't have it..." He told her.

"…W-what?..." Her face became visibly pale and the whole world seemed to go silent for a moment as mother and son stared into each other's worried eyes, until the stillness was broken by a large whacking noise.

The two of them ran towards the noise.

"PLEASE!" They could hear Kit's voice call out as they ran in the direction of his cries. "Please! If you just give us a little more time! My Son will come home soon and bring you what we owe you this week!"

"You think that would be enough? You're weeks behind! There's nothing you could sell on this dump of a farm that would get you enough money to satisfy me! I want all my money! I want it now or someone's going to pay!"

When Kamu and Lavitz came on the scene, Kit was hunched over on all his arms and legs with his face bruised and his nose bleeding. Standing over him was a very large man dressed in black. It was the man who gave them a loan to pay their mortgage with. He grabbed Kit by the hair and lifted his face up to look at it before punching the farmer so hard that it sent him flying backwards. Kit hit his head on the barn wall and fell unconscious.

Lavitz had no idea what happened next. It all happened so fast and it was like his body just moved on it's own out of his instinct to protect his family. He just found himself holding the giant man in black by the shirt collar and repeatedly punching him in the face. He stopped when he realized the man was unconscious and his fist was bloody. He didn't know

7h agoLavitz had no idea what happened next. It all happened so fast and it was like his body just moved on it's own out of his instinct to protect his family. He just found himself holding the giant man in black by the shirt collar and repeatedly punching him in the face. He stopped when he realized the man was unconscious and his fist was bloody. He didn't know if it was his blood or the man's. He let him go and shakily stood up. Lavitz turned towards his mother. The woman was on the verge of tears as she witnessed the whole scene.

"Lavitz…" She said in a shakiy whisper. "What have you done?"