I get hit by lightning

Hi my name is Izzy. No I'm not a girl I.Z.Y. are my initials and I had a bag with that on it and my kindergarden teacher called out Izzy because that's what she thought it was supposed to say. But anyways here's the start of the life I hate but would never give away. Honestly this all started when my heart stopped for an hour. But to get there you have to understand that my luck mostly sucks but whenever something truly dangerous happens then all the good luck that I don't get comes all at once. For example I can't guess on a test and get anything right but I can slide under a school bus when it's icy outside and not get hit by anything. Or the time when I tried to make a three pointer backwards and managed to bounce the ball at the back of my gym teacher's head but I dodged a stack of pans falling in a store. I could go on and on but you get the point so let's get to the point of my "death."

If this was anyone else they would have never seen the light of day, but with me I guess fate was smiling down on me. I missed my bus home after school so I had to walk home in the rain. That was already just bad luck because i got held back by my least favorite teacher Mrs. Dodds. But anyways I'm walking home and I see lightning and hear thunder so I start running. All of the sudden the world lit up and all I saw was light then nothing.

When I woke up I was on a metal table and a woman was standing over me with a scalpel so I did the manliest thing ever… I screamed like a little girl! Then well the woman was distracted I ran out of the only door in the room. Into a hallway that looked like it belonged in a hospital.

I heard someone-probably the woman who was about to dissect me-say "Security to the autopsy lab! Security to the autopsy lab!"

So I ran down the hall and saw a door. I ran to it and as I was about to escape to guys came from the other side and tackled me.

As I'm sitting in the security office with a set of sweatpants and a t shirt with a weird caduceus design with all sorts of different medical tools and an old school medic helmet ( /assets/images/VSWA169_Don_Stewart_ ) on it I found out that i was in a hospital and apparently I'm also dead. Yep that's right D-E-A-D, dead. Except I'm not. Because I'm pretty sure dead people can't run down a hall and get tackled by security. But all of the papers are filed and I saw my death certificate. I thought about framing it and hanging it in my room.

That all changed when two guys in suits walked in. They flashed C.I.A. badges and said "We're here for the kid that died." and in that moment I decided to run.

Now remember how my luck sucks unless I'm in eminent danger. I guess this counted because I jumped up ran for the door and dropped into a baseball slide under one of the agents legs and ran to the balcony and jumped… and landed on a stack of hospital beds that scattered all over the floor. I then ran for the front door jumping a incoming gurney and ran out into the road missing all of the traffic at what I thought was 5:00 pm. I looked back and saw suit one and suit two on the other side of the road looking at me like I'm crazy. Then I took off stopping once to get some water and break the security guard's zip tie.

As I was nearing my house I saw cop cars pulling up so me being the most badass person ever, I hid behind a tree. I heard the officer say "Ma'am is this the residence of Izsteel Yaeger?"

Then i heard my mom (super nice woman) say "Yes. Why?"

"You're his mother then?"

"Of course."

"Ma'am your son has been linked to a terrorist attack that occurred earlier today. Has he come home yet?"

"No, but how does a 13 year old get linked to a terrorist investigation?"

"If he comes home call us ma'am."

And then I heard the cruiser door close and drive away leaving new with a dilemma. Go home and see my mom at the expense of having the cops bust down my door or run and never look back keeping my mom safe from the Government. I chose to run.

And run I did.

I ran to the one place no government fugitive would ever go in New York City. The best building in the city but also the most secure one as well. I went to the Empire State Building. When I got there I walked in like I belonged there and said to the man at the desk

"I need to speak to my father."
"What floor is he on?" the desk guy let's call him John said.

Well me being me I said "He has a seat on the top floor." in the most authoritative voice I could muster.

He stopped playing with his computer at once and said "Sorry I didn't recognize you from the battle of Manhattan. What coast are you from?"

"East."

"Ohh. You must be one of Jackson's campers that are racing here today!" See what I mean about luck yet?

"Yeah. Who did you think I was?"

"Just some random kid trying to get to the roof to take a selfie."

"OK can I get up there?"

He handed me a key card and said "Make sure that no one else is on the elevator with you and press the big red button that pops out."

So that's what I did and that's how I got throwen to the floor and nearly had a heart attack. But also how I found the best family in the world.

AN: This is my first chapter to my first story so please pick it apart find everything wrong with it al review or pm me about it. But also tell me what you liked about it and give me any suggestions as long as it's not a demand for an update I'll think about it and get back to ya. I'll try to make each chapter 1000 words and I'll try to put one up every week but I am a busy person so no promises. Also no Izzy is not a son of luck we will get to that in the next chapter. Who do you want Izzy to be paired with because idk yet. No harem but he might date more than one person before the story is over so review suggestions both girls and guys. And if you want to have an OC in here pm me we can start up a character plan for them. Hint for Izzy's parent they are more powerful than most of the gods. If you can guess the answer pm me and you can make one aspect of the next chapter!