Chapter One – Destiny Intervenes!
Dylan is a normal boy, except with a little bit more than normal confidence. He led his life in the beautiful Tokyo, Japan – but not for long. Dylan was about to take a trip across the world to America – a place he had been to before – to visit his cousin. Most people in Japan work hard to make a living, Dylan especially. He worked in a bakery to save up for college, and he happened to be working the day his adventure began…
"Dough!" The Head chef commanded.
"Yes sir!" Dylan said, running a box labeled "dough" to the chef.
"Icing!" The Head chef commanded, yet again.
"Got it!" Dylan said.
"Sugar!" The Head chef commanded.
"Bing!" The clock announced.
"That's the end of my shift!" Dylan said, taking off his apron.
"Whoa! Hold on-a! We've-a gotta finish this cake-a!" The head chef protested.
"Sorry, but my plane leaves in twenty minutes!" Dylan yelled, running out of the door, grabbing his suitcases that he had packed earlier and brought to work with him.
"Idiot." The Head Chef insulted.
Panting, Dylan ran down the steps to the subway. He made sure to get on the train heading towards the airport.
"Flight number 718 to California is now boarding!" The intercom announced.
"Ahh! That's my flight!" Dylan yelled, running to the desk that had made the announcement.
He passed his ticket over to the woman at the desk. He had made it. He boarded the plane and found his seat, sighing in relief that he was going to get to see his family in America for the summer. He had had his doubts. Even though he was a pretty decent runner, the subway had taken it's sweet time. Dylan pulled out his Flame-Red Gameboy Advance SP.
Unbeknownst to Dylan, something was happening outside the plane. A bright light appeared in the sky, glowing of all colors. Suddenly, the light exploded and many different colored beams shot off in all directions! One of them – a beautiful orange – did not hesitate to fly straight into the very plane Dylan was riding on!
The Orange beam slammed straight into the plane as if it were a solid thing! The impact wasn't hard enough to make a hole or even a dent in the plane's body where it had hit. Scared straight, the pilot immediately landed the plane into a small field below and evacuated the plane in case there was any injuries.
"What hit us?" A rather large lady asked.
"I have no idea…" The pilot admitted. He returned to the plane to call the Tokyo airport.
Dylan was standing quietly wondering, 'What on earth could have made such a big impact, but not leave any evidence of one? A bird maybe…'
"BAM!" Dylan was knocked into the grass by something!
"Ugh!" Dylan grunted when he hit the ground and felt something on top of him.
Had somebody tackled him? He opened his eyes to see a small boy sitting up on his chest. The boy had short, dirty blonde hair and big, curious brown eyes.
"Sorry for crashing your metal bird thingy!" The boy said excitedly.
"How about for crashing into me? Who are you?" Dylan asked.
"Oh yeah. Sorry. I'm Jacob! What's your name? Huh?" The boy – or Jacob – explained.
"I'm Dylan. And don't worry, the grass feels nice anyway - wait. Did you just say you crashed our plane?!?!"
"Yep! I came out of the sky to find you!" Jacob answered.
"Alright, everybody back on the plane! We can still get to California from here!" The Pilot called back.
"Well I don't know where your parents are, Jacob, or why your telling such stories, but you better go find them when we get back on the plane." Dylan said, rising out of the grass.
"Oh, I wasn't riding on this plane haha! I hit it, remember? I told you! Don't your remember, Dylan? I just told you!" Jacob said fast and excited.
"Um, okay…you can sit with me, I guess…there is an extra seat beside mine…" Dylan offered, confused.
"Awesome! Your awesome, Dylan! I think we're going to be a great team!" Jacob exclaimed.
"Team?" Now Dylan was really confused.
