Hello, I've only read the first two books, so don't sue me if I'm missing anything… thank-you. Also this story is placed in an older era where blacks, and handicapped people where mistreated and stuff like that. Also (yes one more thing…) Iggy is 18 and Nudge is 15. (I'm still keeping the age difference), but it's only three years, oh and the others will be in here, but I've decided to screw with their ages some, here they are: Max: 21, Fang: 21, Gazzy: 12, Angel: 16, hey like I said, sue me if you don't like it. Because flamers will be… weeelll let's just keep that to myself, because =~.*=)
Iggy's POV
I sat there in the sunny, dusty ally way feeling the sun on my face and hearing the gently movements all around me.
I had long before memorized the ways into here, and the secret ways out.
Though I probably looked like a troublesome teen who was homeless, and jobless, I was actually… okaaay, so maybe, maybe I was a troublesome, homeless, jobless teen, but it was for a good reason.
I am blind.
When your blind people tend to treat you different; yeah apparently when your blind people think that you're less capable…
Ifind that offending.
Before I became sightless, I had been the head chef in the best restaurant in town. I could cook with the best of them; I was good with my hands in general, though I hadn't developed my current skill for creating explosives then.
I would have kept on cooking and working, would've become a successful person. Had the restaurant not taken a nose-dive in its finances.
There was a time where things had gotten pretty bad, I was only able to scrape in a few pennies each day, and there were never more than two or three customers at a time. Things were bad, and I was having trouble keeping up to debts, and other things that required money.
Then I had discovered that my older sister Max had become pregnant with her and her husband's first child, I knew I had to support her, Fang was successful, but he didn't make the kind of money I did. So I offered Max and Fang the rest of my savings, about $350 (A/N that should be quite a bit in the older times right? Kinda like a few thousand?). They hadn't known about my newfound financial crises, but if I had told Max or Fang, they would never have let me give them the money, they were kind, and stubborn that way.
I had decided to work over time, and that had worked for a little bit, but fewer and fewer people came, and the people in charge of finance were less and less responsible with the money we had managed to gain. Eventually the venture failed, and we were forced to shut down our little shop. I was deeply saddened by losing it, but I told no one.
From there on I worked one odd job to another, barely scraping by. Then I had seen it.
It was an add in the window of an optometrist (A/N that is an eye doctor place… right?). It claimed it needed to test a new type of eye surgery and it would pay two hundred dollars to those who would test it out, I didn't have eye problems, so I didn't think I could be accepted at all, but when I had asked the man, Jeb-according to his name tag, he had smiled and welcomed me inside saying
"Welcome-"
"Iggy" I had filled in
"Iggy, I am Jeb Batchelder, and I will be the one who will perform the tests. Before we continue, are you sure you want to?" the question had seemed so simple, the procedure had to be safe… right?
"Yeah, I want to continue" I told him, he smiled, and almost seemed sad.
Then I had gone under a new type of surgery and two and a half hours later, I woke up to blackness, I couldn't see a thing.
At first it had scared me, the darkness and all, especially because I had once seen everything the way it was supposed to be. After I had become blind I was given the promised two hundred dollars, I also received many apologies by the white-coated people with varying degrees of sincerity and then I had been on my way.
Soon after my becoming, I was no longer accepted as a normal citizen, no matter where I went the people wouldn't hire me; they thought I was too unstable and too handicapped to do anything.
So here I was now, homeless, jobless, sightless, and troublesome, as many of my newer ventures into the explosives department had gone terribly wrong, I guess I blew up one to many houses…
The sunshine that had been shining down unchallenged in the ally was suddenly blocked, and I jumped up; freaked out, I hadn't heard anyone approaching, but sure enough I could hear the slight movements in the air now.
"Who's there" I called, a young voice replied me
"Your guardian angel"
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Sorry the chapter was short. I can't help the length, sorry… as well as reading books, I'm a manga freak (lolz) so I've been reading tons of manga recently, which is random, anyways this was prologue-y, sorry. But that's the way it is. Well enjoy your day, night, or whatever… see you next chapter.
