I think I did pretty well with the whole disclaimer business, what about ya'll? I figured what the hey, it's not like I really would claim ownership of all those great characters out there in the world, nope, only mine. I have no clue if I should just one shot it or just do what ever. For now I'll just Cross what I can or just make it up as I go. Now, don't go all crazy on me, this is only my second piece of work that I have on here. The first bit seemingly wasn't well taken, probably because what I envisioned for it was already done. Any way. Hopefully this is something new.
Chapter 1: Prologue - Accidents do happen.
This sucks. Dave thought as he sat in Gym class at school. Nearly two minutes left until the bell rang and his summer would begin. He had been looking forward to this day since School had started. Mr. Havoc was giving a lecture about sprinting. Dave didn't care, he always had good grades. The bell rang just as Mr. Havoc finished his lecture. "Go on," he excused the class. He was some ex-military wash-out. No one knew his story but him, and he kept it that way.
Dave hurried with the rest of the class from the gym and into the locker rooms where he quickly changed and left. High school was finally over until summer was over. He quickly made his way to his cheap mustang in the school parking lot. The Mustang was some what old and was painted red. He had worked on it a bit and put a light wax on it to give it a bit of a shine; he hadn't gone all out because the car itself wasn't his pride. No point in wasting money on something not worth a lot.
Getting into the Mustang, he put the key in the ignition and turned the ignition. The engine roared to life and he buckled up, set his cell phone on the dash and hit reverse, pulling out of his parking spot. Taking his foot off the break momentarily, he threw his pack in the back seat and geared into drive and put his foot on the pedal, leaving the parking lot at the speed limit. Dave wasn't the most popular, but he was one of the more respectable students, which gave him some popularity. That didn't mean he was a goodie good kid, he followed the rules, but given the chance and he would get into all sorts of trouble.
Dave checked his mirror; there were several cars behind him. His cell rang, distracting him from the road. He reached to grab his cell phone and accidentally put pressure on the gas. Hearing wheels sliding on road, Dave looked to his right and screamed, a speeding car crashed into the passenger side of his car. Dave let out a scream as the windows shattered. His cell flew out of the windshield and hit a nearby bird that had been flying past. The Radio blinked on for half a second before dieing out. The pack in the back seat exploded as its contents were smashed into all direction, a heavy biology book slammed into the right side of Dave's turned head, causing him to lose consciousness.
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