New fic I've been brewing for a year or so.

This is only he beginig so not much is revealed.

Enjoy and please review I don't own anything only this story.


"Where is that stupid thing?"

"Come on he said it was here."

A young boy with jet black hair and light brown eyes said annoyed as he searched from the mountain of boxes.

Till he came across a strange looking item.

It was a large glove fitted with sharp razor, looking, appendages on the fingers that seemed unchanged by time and had a odd light brown stain on the tips.

Very carefully he placedthe glove over his hand which amazingly fitted his smal hand perfectly.

"Huh?"

"AAHHHH!"


"Huh?"

"What's this?"

The small tan and somewhat green boy picked up a large knife looking sword.

It was quiete old and yet very sharp, it appeared to be from another time period, he could've sworn he had seen this object some place before however couldn't say where.

"What is this called? A Margarit? Nah!" He com

He also saw a metallic worn mask on the ground exactly next too were he had found the weapon.

He smiled playfuly and grabbed the mask and without another fought placed it on his face expecting to have a fun time playing preatend with the newly discovered tresures.

Sadly...

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H!" Both boys screamed almost simutaimulosy.


"Man it is good to FINALLY be free!"

"Kil Kil Kil Momm Momm Kill Kill Kill Momm..."


Those last 2 lnes re hints to what just happened.

Enjoy ad please review.