Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It. I only own the plot. (Duh!)


Greenwood, Mississippi 9:47 pm, 17th of February, 2005

A little girl -maybe five or six years old- was walking down by a near-by beach on a cools summer's night. Her mom and her had, had yet another fight. This time it was about... actually she couldn't even remember what they were fighting about.

The little girl huffed and kicked a little pebble that she had been kicking since she walked out of her house.

A loud thump caused her to jump slightly and she scanned her surroundings. She ran a hand through her honey blonde hair in confusion once she saw nothing.

She looked a bit weary but continued on down the road.

The sounds of footsteps made her head snap up. Despite her age she knew that, that was not a good sign. So being the little girl she is, she did the first things that had came to her mind. She ran as fast as she could. And she screamed an ear deafening scream.

She ran the fastest she could, but the footsteps followed. Quite loudly might she add. Thump! Thump! Thump! With each step she tried to run faster but had ended up tripping on a large branch. She let out a howl of pain as her knee made contact with a large sharp rock. Thump! Thump! Thump!

Hesitantly she looked at her knee scared if the person or thing would catch up. She gasped when she saw a blood red stain coming through her original blue jeans.

Thump! Thump! Thump! She jumped up ignoring the pain and ran further down the road.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! The footsteps got nearer and louder.

She skidded to a halt at the edge of a forest.

Her mom and dad had told her stories of the forest and how dark creatures lived there in the dark gloomy place.

She considered her options for a moment or two. One I could die by a killer! Or two... I could run into the place where everyone is forbidden to go to and die by a creature in the stories that mom and dad told me... Wait a second! That's it! Just it! They're just stories!

She dared to turn her head back and saw a figure she couldn't quite make out and yelling stuff that she couldn't understand.

She decided on the latter and ran into the forest.

She didn't stop when she saw a whole bunch of signs telling her to go back.

She didn't stop when she heard the sounds of howling and growling.

She only did stop when she saw a bright light falling from the sky.

Curiously she ran over to the directions to where she saw the light falling from the night sky.

There was a massive dent in the middle of the ground in a clearing that she had entered while running to the bright light.

Cautiously she crept up to the huge dent and stopped at the edge of the dent. She knew it was a crater.

In the middle of the crater the bright light faintly glowed a blue and purple color.

She somehow felt drawn to it. Like a magnetic connection.

She carefully made her way down to the middle of the crater like she was in a trance.

A normal kid would have slipped and fell going down the crater, but for the girl she seemed to know exactly where to step and where not to step.

When she finally arrived into the center of the crater she reached for the light that had faded out a little bit and exposed a blue mixed with purple gem.

As soon as she touched it the light shun so bright that the girl had to cover her eyes with her hands. Her hair flailed around in the air as the wind started to pick up. The wind was so strong that she fell down terrified.

The stars were the last thing she saw before she blacked out.


Newport Beach, California, 17th of February, 9:51 pm, 2005

A little boy slammed his front door shut before storming down the steps of his front porch. He was sick and tired of his parents always fighting, barely giving him the time of day.

He thought back to all of the good memories he had with his parents even when they were fighting. When he came home from school, his parents would take him out for ice-cream. Or when he would win a karate tournament his parents would take him out to some place nice.

The more he thought about his parents and when they were happy, tears started to stream from his eyes. You could only noticed if you looked really hard though since it was pouring rain.

Why'd this happen to me? Why me? Not anyone else?

It wasn't really safe for a little kid to be out on there own with no adult with them, since there was bad people where he lived. But did he care one bit?

Not. At. All.

He had always threatened his parents that if they kept on fighting he would run away.

So that's what he would do.

That' s what he's doing.

He's running away.

He ran as fast as he could run until his legs finally gave out.

He landed on the hard ground with a sat there for about five minutes wiping his tears away when he heard a loud crash.

He stood up with an unnatural speed and ran towards the sound, his curiosity getting the better of skidded to halt at the edge of a crater -at least he thought it he flipped down going to inspect the golden-orange color that was glowing.

The object was a faintly glowing orangey gold. He reached out to touch it, to get a closer look at it.

All he saw was was the trees spinning before he blacked out.


Gulf Shores, Alabama, 17th of February, 10:06 pm, 2005

A little red-headed boy wandered around a forest, in search of his parents that he had lost during a camping trip.

Seriously? It can't be THAT hard to find some one here. Can it?

On and on he went calling out, "Mom!?", "Dad?!" and "Where are you!?"

He kept on searching for felt like hours to the little kid until he got really tired and sat down.

"I miss you's." He whimpered into the air and let the sound echo around quietly.

The little kid wasn't really a people person. He preferred to stay at home with his nose in a book or throwing himself into his homework (Even though it's not that much.)

His only friends were his parents because they were the only ones that really understood him.

He let the tears fall as he thought of his parents. All of the good memories he had of them.

The ground shaking snapped him out of his thoughts.

He stood up in confusion and his detective side got the better of him and ran to where he thought the shaking had started. He kept on running and running and eventually ended up falling into what he thought was a pit. He glanced around and observed a green colored gem.

Hesitantly he went to pick it up. When he touched it, the gem had started to glow so bright that it nearly blinded the red-headed boy.

He could just remember falling to the ground before he slipped into unconsciousness.


Memphis, Tennessee, 17th of February, 10:19 pm, 2005

A little girl ran through the woods being chased by who knows what. All she knew is that she had to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Not wasting anytime at all she jumped over rocks, ducked under branched -which completely surprised her since she usually didn't do that sort of stuff- and dodged thorns sticking out of bushes. At least she was lucky.

But that luck didn't last very long though. After ten more minutes of running she started to loose her balance and started to trip over the smallest of thing like little pebbles and the tiniest of twigs.

She ended up cutting her left cheek since a thorns had scraped her badly. It was a short cut yes, but it was also a very deep cut.

She winced but kept on moving not wasting anytime stopping.

Gotta run! Gotta run! Gotta run! She kept telling herself in her head repeatedly.

She kept on running but nearly fell into a massive hole in the middle of the ground.

She could hear growling behind her and decided to jump into the hole. So she jumped, hoping not to die going splat on the ground.

Lucky for her she only got a few cuts and bruises but nothing serious.

A crowd of wolves circled the whole, growling and snarling at the little dark red haired girl. She just stuck out her tongue in a very childish manner.

She looked around and saw a turquoise gem glowing faintly. She walked up to it confused and interested since she had never seen a real gem up close before.

A bright light flashed before her eyes and she blacked out, only hearing wolves howling.


Clearwater, Florida, 17th of February, 10:27 pm, 2005

A black around six or seven jumped from tree to tree in the woods.

He had been doing that when he was stressed since he was four.

Ever since his caring and sweet mother had died, his father became a drinker and abusive.

His older sister had moved out when she was seventeen but couldn't take care of him as well as herself.

So here he was, jumping from tree to tree hanging out of branches and looking out at the sea in the distance.

Sometimes he would wish he could escape his life. It's not really fun having a dead mom and an abusive father.

He was about to jump to another tree when he slipped and fell. He caught himself on a branch near the ground before he could make a pancake out of himself.

He chuckled to himself at the thought of him as a pancake. All rolled up with chocolate spread and sugar covering him.

He licked his lips knowing how hungry he actually was, but he knew he couldn't go back there.

He wouldn't go back.

Instead if jumping again he decided to walk for a bit.

He wandered around for a bit, before deciding to check from the kitchen window if his dad had calmed down but realized that he was lost.

He looked up at the sky and round the top of the trees for any clue to where he was. Apparently he wasn't paying attention to where he walking because he fell into some pit or something.

"I'm okay." He stated to no one in particular and stood up.

He dusted himself off while looking around the pit.

He tripped over something and silently cursed. (Yes he knows how to curse duh!)

He looked at what he had tripped over and saw a gem that was acid blue.

He studied it for a bit and reached out to touch it.

When he touched it a bright light glowed brightly and that was the last thing he remembered before the darkness took over his sight of vision.


A.N: I sorta made this story based on my English homework one night. So anyways I would of posted it earlier but fan fiction log in was down (which really annoyed me!) Also I posted this story up on quotev just not in Kickin' It form. I hope you guys liked this story starter. You know who's who. But if you don't... the first one -Greenwood, Mississippi- was Kim. The second one -Newport Beach, California- was Jack. The third one -Gulf Shores, Alabama- was Milton. The fourth one -Memphis, Tennessee- was one of my OCs called... uh yeah another thing I'm hosting a competition for my Oc's name. :) And obviously the fifth one
-Clearwater, Florida- is the one and only Jerry! :) Hope ya's all like this story so far.
Until Next Time :)

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