New Kid in the School

Class began and T.J. and the gang were getting settled in their seats. Miss Grotke was talking to someone, though the words they said was inaudible. The boy she spoke to was an inch taller than T.J., with brown hair that barley hung over his forehead. He was a Caucasian boy, with a black hoodie, blue jeans, and white sneakers. Miss Grotke and the boy walked to the front of the class

"Class," she announced in a bubbly attitude, "We have a new student. His name is Alex Jones. Tell us about yourself,"

"Hi everybody," said Alex, obviously nervous. "I came from Idaho, so being here in Arizona is new for me." Miss Grotke set him to work with a math work sheet. Later, during free time, T.J. and his band of hooligans played Rock paper scissors to decide who would show Alex and at lunch time, and Gretchen lost paper to five scissors. So at recess, she walked over to him and introduced herself,

"Hi," she hailed him, "My name is Gretchen. Would you like a tour?" Alex smiled,

"Sure," he said, "I would love one." She showed him the entire playground. Later, they went back to the cafeteria to eat Lunch. Gretchen slipped on a pile of pudding, and went unusually high before heading back down to the ground. Things seemed to go in slow motion for Alex as he watched her fall. Then he felt a burning sensation on his left hand. He looked, and I had made its way onto it. It was gold in color, and had sharp angles. Alex hadn't drawn it on, it must have just appeared. He found himself sprinting towards Gretchen and catching her bridal style.

They both began to blush like mad as the world returned to normal pace. Alex was able to move normally while the rest of it all seemed to move as fast as a snail. He got a good glimpse of her. She was actually pretty, minus the glasses and overbite. Suddenly, the sound of a ray gun discharge rang into the ears of everyone in the room. Alex was hit in the head by a burning sensation; he was sent flying back, while Gretchen landed on her bottom. She ran over to him. To her massive surprise, there wasn't any mark, and he was fully awake.

"You're not dead?" she asked,

"Surprised?" asked Alex, "Me too." A figure clad in a Purple and Black suit of armor that was rather menacing came and scooped up Gretchen,

"At last," he said, his voice like that of a computer, "I have found you, Princess."

"P-P-PRINCESS?" asked Gretchen, dumbfounded,

"Princess," the figure continued, "Where is your regal tone? Oh well, I guess you will find it once we return to the castle." He began to walk to a portal of red and orange coloring, which he had come from. Alex felt the burning on his hand again, and he sprinted to the figure and gave a flying kick to the back, as he grunted in pain.

"You dare attack King Drake?" he demanded, "You'll suffer for this, you whelp." He picked up Alex by his neck and slammed his head against the wall. Everyone heard his skull smack the wall, but he wasn't dead.

"WHAT?" the figure asked, confused, "THAT WAS HARD ENOUGH TO BREAK A TYRANNOSAURUS SKULL." Alex was disorientated, as blood poured down his head and into his mouth.

"The mark," said the figure, "you bear the mark, which explains why you're not dead." He walked into the portal with Gretchen and Alex.

When he arrived to his destination, King Drake summoned a prison escort, and a royal guard. The Prison Escort was of red and silver coloring, and the Royal guard was of orange and white. He thrust Alex into the Prison Guard arms, and Gretchen into the Royal guard's arms.

"The boy is to be executed," said Drake, "and the girl is to be taken to the Royal Chambers. I will stay here and meditate on our next move."

Alex was taken to a large chamber with many weapons. The executioner, clad in all black, held a large Ax. It raised the Ax overhead. Suddenly, sparks flew from it, and smoke rose up as it fell over backwards, shattering into pieces.

Many guards came out to check the robot.

"You don't know how lucky you are, boy." Said one of them, "This robot will take five hours to fix, so you are given five more hours to life." Alex was dragged to a cell with what looked like a man with a massive black beard.

"I am the reason you're not dead," he said, "once the guards were out of earshot. "And the girl you tried to save is in dire peril. She is not the princess, but the guards are going to hypnotize her into thinking that she is. If she is fully convinced that she is a princess, she will become a powerful witch, and will destroy your planet as a sign of loyalty to the Mages. You can't let it happen. If you swear an oath, I can give you the powers you need to save the girl." Alex found himself unable not to agree.

"Will you be her protector, her Messiah, her savior?" asked the man,

"I will," said Alex,

"Will you use your powers for good, and not for evil?"

"I will." The man waved his hands around, and Alex was glowing and floating. He settled down on the ground and stopped glowing,

"The mark on your hand will appear with the innocent are in danger. Whatever you must do to protect them, you will automatically do. NOW, GO AND SAVE GRETCHEN." The man disguised himself as a guard, led Alex to a ship and they flew off to save her.

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING OF MY STORY. I SURE HOPE IT IS SATISFACTORY. I don't own Recess (seeing as it belongs to Disney) but I do own Alex.