ASSASSINS CREED: BLADE OF PROTECTION
MEET ME: CHASE YOUNGWhat do you get when a regular high school student goes to war? Although this doesn't happen many want to join the army straight out of high school. But no high school student ever expects the war to come to them. My name is chase young and im a 17-year-old high school student. I live in Lima Ohio where I live out my days doing basic teenager stuff. Video games, school, these are the things that make up my life. I live in a small house. Or rather I live in my room where I play my xbox, jam on my guitar (im a big time metal head) and watch TV. My game of choice? Assassins creed. A game where a modern day person relives the life of his ancestors through DNA memory. I love this game. My phone background as well as desk top back ground are assassins creed Images, I went as a modern day assassin for Halloween and own every game including the unreleased assassins creed 4 black flag witch I have on preorder.
I'm in my room with call of duty black opps multiplayer on pause. Why? I'm waiting for my friends to come over for a gaming marathon. I'm a bit of a loner so as such I don't have many friends. But the friends I do have are the trustworthiest people around. In some ways, there the only reason im still alive. I have 4 super close friends, 3 of witch are coming over. The 4th friend is an odd case. We met through a mutual friend about a year ago. Or rather, we started talking that long ago. I've never met him in person. His name is Jason Gilbert and he lives in Indiana about 3 hours from where I live. However we've grown very close to a point where I depend on him. We talk about everything without judgment. He's very cool. "Damn dude, I thought you started without us!" says my friend as he walks in. in my door way is the man who has been my best friend since middle school. 5th grade to be exact. He is a pudgy black 17 year old with a very short haircut. His name is Kyle.
Next to him is my close friend van. He is a tall thin white guy, with hair down to his neck. Glasses to. "I would start without you. Id wait till you sat down to play and then kill you before you move" I replied jokingly to Kyle. "Ready to start?" van says. "Were waiting for one more guys. Don't forget Mackenzie's coming" I replied. Ahh Mackenzie. The love of my life. I met her in 6th grade and we immediately connected. We became great friends and for the last 6 and a half years have remain close friends. About two months ago I asked her out and she said yes. We dated for two weeks. The best two weeks of my life. Sadly it was to good to be true. As it turns out she only said yes because she was so afraid of hurting me by saying no. But she felt so guilty for having lied to me that she broke down and HAD to break it off. I live to say, it devastated me. I had never felt so crazy about someone. To this day I hold out hope that we will be together again. I still cry at night. Wishing I had her back. It's not her fault but I can't help it. I love her. I truly love her. Someday well be together. Ill do anything to make that happen. " Sorry im late guys, got stuck behind a train" she says as she walks into my room. Like a goddess her beauty nearly blinds me. To most people she's nothing to look twice at. But to me, she puts angels to shame. Her long blond hair, her beautiful face. An angelic face with her glasses on and goddess like face with them off. She's short, about 5, 5 or so. A slender beauty wearing an anime shirt and skinny jeans. The goddess Mackenzie.
"Alright were ready to kill some zombies! Mackenzie and me will go first; Kyle and van will go second. Lets kill em all!" I yelled with the controller in my hand. We began playing the game killing any and all zombies that came near. I was more about aiming for my shot and Mackenzie who doesn't plat this game to often simply shot anywhere and everywhere. Meanwhile van and Kyle simply shouted from behind us. We laughed a lot. Typically we do that when we hang out. We each have a great sense of humor. One reason we all get along so well. While we did this I thought to myself "I have a great life". 3 great friends and a great time in my room. We got board of zombies and played 3 other games, one of witch was assassins creed 3. We decided to watch some TV. I flipped through the channels, and something caught my eye. For a split second I saw the words nuclear threat so I flipped back to CNN news. The caption read "Chinese nuclear threat"
The anchor said, "Today, hostilities between china and the U.S. grew. Chinas leader met with president obama. The new Chinese leader only just came to power after overthrowing the old leader. The new leader named "fung chu" demanded that we pay up on our debt. President obama refused, arguing that we do not have the funds to pay all of it back at the moment. Fung Chu stated that if we did not pay back all we owe by weeks end he would "not hold back". Implying a nuclear invasion. Sources say china has been building up their arms ever since fung Chu took power. The uses is preparing for the possibility of an invasion and the United Nations is being requested for action regarding this incident" "just what we need. Another reason to be scared of living" I said. "I blame obama" said van. "Me to" said Mackenzie. "Whoa guys…right. Fucking. Here" I said. Both Mackenzie and van are republican and Kyle and I are democrat. They often forget about that and bash on obama as many in my town do.
Putting our political opinions aside, we decide to play sonic unleashed. We continue laughing as we play the game, cracking jokes. I laughed so hard I didn't notice my hair in my own mouth. Being a big heavy metal music fan my hair is long, down to my lower back. I have a jack black beard except not as full. My face has a lot of acme. I wear black t-shirts with a heavy metal band logo and black jeans plus a sleeveless jean vest. Basic metal look. As it gets late my friends leave. I sit in my room. Why don't I just go out in the living room? My family. I do not get along with my mother very well. She's a recovering alcoholic, and still drinks on occasion. She smokes heavily to. It's thanks to that that I grew up with a strong hatred of drugs and alcohol. We disagree on many issues and fight often. Where's my dad in all of this? Gone. Dead for nearly four years. He drank and smoked himself to death with help from crack. In fact van and I met at a grief camp for kids who lost a loved one. His dad died around the same time as mine. However there is one good aspect of my family. Possibly the only other reason im still alive is because of my sister Sophia. My sister is three years younger than me. She's 14. She's pretty typical for a teenager. We don't agree on a lot but she's my sister. That alone is reason enough to love her. And protect her from the life ive lived. Little did I know that I wouldn't be able to shield her from what came next.