My Path, Destiny, and Life

By: Lightening816

Rated: PG-13

Genres: Suspense/Tragedy

Chapter 1: Childhood

Sylvester Sneekly was born on May 23rd, 1880. He was born to Joseph and Natalia Sneekly. He was raised in good home and he did what he was told. But when an incident happens when he's a teenager, his begins to turn into the villian who would live to be Penelope's nemesis.

October 6, 1898

Eighteen year old Sylvester was sitting on top of a hill watching the sunset on a cool October evening when his mother called him.
"Sylvester! Sylvester! Where are you?" she called. Sylvester turned. There stood his mother. She was a forty years old, orange hair and tan skin. She wore a purple dress and white apron, with brown shoes. Her hair was long and tied in a French braid.

Sylvester was, as said before, eighteen years old. He had brown pants, a forest green long sleeved shirt, maroon striped socks and brown shoes. He saw his mother and ran to her.

"Here I am, Mother," he said.

"Come in for dinner, Sylvester," said Natalia, his mother, with a smile. Sylvester rushed behind her. They came to their small house to find Joseph Sneekly, Sylvester's father. He was forty-one years old, and he was wearing a green suit and had brown hair and a brown mustache, a small mustache to be exact. He looked away from a newspaper he was reading and saw his son and wife.
"Ah, so there you are. Where have you been, son? Thinking about your trip back to Evil Tech. I still think that it's amazing how you were able to leave for the holidays," he said.
"I've just been watching the sunset. It surely is wonderful, isn't it? It was the best way I knew how to reflect on the news," replied Sylvester.
"Oh you mean the news of your friend, Paul Pitstop, getting married to that young lady, Pamela? Yes, that's very good news and it's good to sit there and think about things like that. in fact that was the same hill where I met your mother and it was that same beautiful sunset," returned Joseph. Natalia exited the room and returned with two other teenagers in her, identical triplets, two boys and a girl. The boys were Myron and Thomas and the girl was Nadine. While Nadine had brown hair, Myron and Thomas had black hair. It was Sylvester's job to watch them when Joseph and Natalia were out. Natalia showed them to chairs at the table. Myron sat in one, Thomas sat in another, and Natalie sat on the other. They all sat down and as everyone ate, something was bothering Sylvester.
"Is something wrong?" asked Natalia. Sylvester looked at his mother and sighed.
"I've been having strange dreams lately," he replied. Joseph looked at his son.
"What kind of dreams?" he asked. Sylvester glanced at him.
"Nightmares...nightmares about a man in green and purple. There would be a blonde woman strapped or tied to something and the man in green and purple would tell her what was going on, and it would turn out to be a peril that the woman was going to get killed in. With the man stood two other men. They must've been twins brothers because they looked identical. The man called them "Bully Brothers". I have no idea why," explained Sylvester. Joseph and Leanne stared at him.
"I know it sounds strange, but I've been having these dreams for the past week, and I don't know what to do," said Sylvester as he sighed.
"I'm sure it'll go away soon," replied Joseph.
"For everyone's sake, I hope you're right," replied Sylvester sofly

December 31st, 1899, 11:56 P.M

More than a year had gone by since the dream talk, and ninteen year old Sylvester and his brothers Myron and Thomas, sixteen years old, were about to witness the new year. In doing so, the boys were about to pull a prank on little Natalie, who was also four years old. Sylvester was going through a prank and joke phase during this time. Little did he realize that he'd be doing this his whole life...
"Big brother, what exactly are we doing again?" asked Myron.
"Again? Fine, but this is the last time! We swipe Natalie's doll and hide it in some high place, and then we set down the treasure map, that Natalie's gonna find, and when she tracks down the doll, she won't be able to because it would too high. The joke would all be on her!! WHAT A WAY TO START THE NEW CENTURY!!" replied Sylvester and laugh fiendishly. When he did, he covered his mouth.
"Goodness! Where'd that come from?" he asked himself.
"I don't know," replied Thomas. "But this prank sounds like a peril! I don't think I've ever seen a peril like this before. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen one of your perils at all!"

"Never mind! Just hurry with the doll," replied Sylvester. Myron quietly stepped up to Natalie and swiped the doll, and quickly stepped back to Sylvester and Thomas. They ran away, jumped into their house, went to Thomas's room and placed on a high shelf. Sylvester took out a treasure map, ran back outside and placed it next to Natalie. She picked it up, and looked at it. She followed the arrows. Sylvester, Myron, and Thomas watched from Sylvester's room and laughed and giggled. Sylvester laughed until he saw what time it was. He gasped.
"Brothers! Brothers!! It's 11:59 and 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" he cried. Thomas and Myron smiled.
"Happy New Year, brother," they said together, which they thought was kind of odd. But that didn't matter now. It was new century! This was going to be the century when television would become known, computers would be placed in stores, and wars such as World War 1 and 2, Vietnam War, and Cold War would take place.

January 1, 1900, 11:30 A.M

Sylvester, Thomas, and Myron came to the kitchen after falling asleep after celebrating the New Year. They fell asleep at 1:00 A.M and slept until 11:00 A.M.

They knew at the back of their that a new century had begun.

What they did not know was this new century was just the beginning. In fact eveything that would lead to the Hooded Claw had happened all throughout the 19th century; his high school years started it all. And now that it was the 20th century, the beginning of the end had come for Sylvester's innocence