Chapter 1

It begins.

Sully stood, leaning on the ledge of the second floor balcony, wearing black boots, a black muscle shirt and baggy black jeans. He stared out into the setting sun and whispered to himself.

"What's my destiny…" as a gentle wind rustled his short dirty blond hair. He stared with no though present into the light of low orange sun. Sully was only 15 years old and had an average build for his age. But he could only wonder what else was other options did he have.

He heard the screaming of a girl, the yells of two men and the sound of heavy footfalls moving into the open street of the deserted part of town. Sully jerked his head to the direction it was coming from and then quickly jumped from the ledge, performing a quick roll as he landed on the hard, potholed asphalt. He started down the street, hearing the clangs of transh cans falling and the many falls of feet.

"NO! HELP!!!" He heard the girl yell as he jumped a fence to an alley and then turned immediately right. And he saw her running toward him and falling, forward onto the hard ground below her with a dull *THWACK* . "NO! PLEASE DON'T!" She screamed as the two men descended upon her. With tears in the girls eyes she attempted to crawl away. Sully then ran with the fury of a mother scorned toward the two men, there heads down toward the girl. Sully intercepted them and lunged at the man on the left and knocked him down, dazed and confused, the man looked at Sully with anger and got up to try and fight back.

Sully then turned toward the second man and with a clenched fist, he punched the man in the temple knocking him to the wall and incapacitating him. The second man came up from behind Sully with a pocket knife and jabbed the knife into a meaty part in his shoulder. Sully grunted as he fell forward, the knife in his shoulder.

"That right, get up you little punk!" the attacker taunted as Sully pushed himself up with his left arm till he was on his knee. The attacker then punched him in the side of the head and Sully fell forward a bit, bringing his leg behind the mans ankle and heaving him to the ground. The man that stabbed Sully fell to the ground, his head smacking the ground with the sound of a gunshot, and he was out for the count.

Sully, with blood seeping down his back, picked himself up as the girl walked over to him, he sensitive touch grasped Sully's shoulder beside the knife wound in Sully's right shoulder. The girl tried to speak but nothing came out, only a pale face and a surprised expression colored her face. Sully looked at the girl, his face with dirt gravel and blood peppered his face as a small wound over his left eye bled quickly over his entire face.

"T…t.. thank you…" she said, barely audible to be heard by anyone. She looked at the wound from the knife with a sort of strange horrified look. Sully looked at her and fell forward as she caught him. "You're…..welcome…" he managed to cough as he fell into the grasp of the girl he just helped. "Oh no…" she uttered before everything fell into total darkness.

He woke up to the sight of a ceiling fan above him and wood panels on the walls. He sat up an a searing pain went through his shoulder, he felled a band-aid on his forehead and a large bandage on his shoulder. He looked, his dreary eyes only able to pick up furniture and picture frames. He noticed he was on a light red couch and it has a small blood stain from his head and shoulder. He then looked at the analog clock above a door leading out toward what looked like a kitchen. It was 1 am.

"Don't try to move very much." a young voice said from behind him. Sully turned with tremendous shock and pain in his shoulder. His heart raced as he saw the young girl, he noticed she had glasses on and a little dirt above her left eye. Sully was quickly relieved as he saw her face. He shook his head and turned slowly to face her. "How are you..?" She asks concerned and curios. He moaned and then looked into her hazel eyes. "I'll be fine…" he mutters, his eyes locked with hers. He couldn't tear his eyes away. "If you don't mind, what's your name…?" Sully asked as he tried to break his lock. "My names Penny.." she whispers shyly. "I'm Sully.." he muttered and inched closer to her. He nearly shoulder length hair was tied into a loose bun. "Are you alright Penny..?" He asks wary of the response. "I'm fine.. I have to thank you for saving me earlier…"She looked down and to the right in fear of embarrassment. "It wasn't a problem.." Sully whispers.

After about five minutes of sitting in silence, Penny went to bed and Sully lay, open eyed in the dark of the girls house. "Wow…" he whispered, as her face came into his mind. He closed his eyes and imagined her face, he didn't know what to think at that moment. He sat up and looked for his shirt which was right next to him and put it on. He then looked at the clock. It read 2:23Am. He thought and convinced himself to stay at Penny's home until morning. "He looked out the window of the building out into the dark street, only two lights on the street still shone. It begins….