This is the prologue to this story. Please keep in mind that this is my first real heavy duty sort of work, be patient.
It was a changing world.
A corrupt world, yet prideful. It was systematically chaotic. It was a world in which people were afraid to wake up to in the morning, but in other cases it was a world where that was why some people woke up. To change it. To make a positive impact in people's lives. In anyone's life. If only that's all it took. It was a world on edge with everyone and everything. There were conservative ideas awaiting to be made new, and the world was quick, fast and never in the same spot for a day. People of this world hung onto their beliefs tighter than ever, as well as their paychecks.
But yet it was a time that fear was a sole motive instead of intelligence or duty. When bigger was better and better was bigger. Most dauntingly, it was a time when moral values, no matter how once prized they were, were hidden in the shadows of success.
Death was very busy this year. It hadn't been this busy in some time. Death was effective, real and on anybody's doorstep at any time. And Death was fair. Unfeeling, but fair.
But this isn't a story about death.
Of course in any wartime, Death leaves devastation on its trail. The lands glittered with graves of civilians, heroes—the Unknown Soldier. The common man.
However, this world is like a soap opera, the bestselling novel. There must be death in order for something new to be born. This story will contain all the great components of every story, not for your reading pleasure, but because that it simply the way the world works. There will be heroes and losers. Betrayal and secrets. Love and the occasional fight. Action and bravery. Misfits and outcasts. The lost, the tainted and the lonely. Happiness and bliss. Sadness and the excitable.
But more importantly, this is a story of growing up. And all of the growing pains that come with it. And the people who we become because of them.
This story will include the following:
-Your typical American boy, waiting for a chance to prove himself. He, however, has a predetermined fate depending on the war.
-A rich, egotistical but caring inventor, with a few controversial family secrets.
-A student with anger complications, who chooses science as his haven. He too, knows information that makes it difficult to sleep at night.
-Two misfits, each escaping a past—or future—that is haunting. A Russian who left her country because of what would become of it, the other, an ex-carnie shaking off the long-ago experiences.
-A family of foreigners, trying to fit in. Including two brothers whose differences, which were pretty apparent from the start, become even more noticeable during the war—straining their already delicate relationship.
-Along with a few others, who are either trying to fit in or break out of society's status quo.
Our story starts in the hopeful soldier's living room. 7:45, September 1st. Senior Year.
It was a changing world. America was no different—especially in 1941.
Well, In case you didn't catch it, this is a 1940's high schools AU story. It will have the works- the slang, the music, the places, the expectations , the fashion and the historical aspect in every chapter. I will try to to make it accurate as possible, and seeing that my dad is a history teacher that shouldn't be too hard! This will take quite a bit of putting together though so please, I don't usually beg for reviews because quite honestly I find it sad, but this, to me, is different. If you can, please let me know if this is something that interests you- it would mean the world to me. But nevertheless, who wouldn't want to see the Avengers in high school during the 1940s?
BTW: "Cooking with Gas" is 40's slang for 'doing something right" (ya see how historical that was?)
And so the adventure begins...