Heyo! This is ONE of the many stories I will be writing about my own made-up character Aaron Blaze and his adventures. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS... EXCEPT AARON BLAZE. HE IS OF MY OWN DESIGN, AND AM NOT ALLOWING ANYONE TO STEAL MY XHARACTER. ALL OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS FROM THEIR MOVIE/BOOK BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS.
In the gloomy streets of London, everything was quiet. The streets were empty, all except for the usual crooks and thugs lingering in the corners. A dark figure walked down the street, not seeming to care about any of them. He was pale, tall, thin, and just plain ghost-like. The figure had shadowy circles around dark brown eyes (From tiredness no doubt), and charcoal-black hair, except for one streak of white. The figure wore a dark leather coat, giving him an even more scarier appearance. Some of the people on the street looked at the figure, intrigued. Others just simply moved on, not giving the slightest of glance at him. As soon as he was gone, the people just went along their usual business. Crack! A spark of light flashed in the dark street. Everyone shielded their eyes at the blinding light, but in a second it was gone, in a blink of an eye. A young boy was there instead, lying on the ground as if he had just fallen from the heavens itself. He was tall and thin, but had dirty-blonde hair and bright green eyes. He groaned. "That sucked on the landing.." The boy got onto his feet, and brushed himself off. He was wearing quite unusual clothing: A bright yellow t-shirt, black leather jacket, black pants, and a pair of black Chuck Taylor sneakers. He looked around at the people who were staring at him. Who was this boy? "So..." He said, breaking the eerie yet awkward silence. Then he finally figured out where he was. "Oh... London!" He exclaimed, looking around. "Wonderful!" The boy smiled, and walked over to an elderly man on the sidewalk. "What year is it, good sir?" The man looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He spoke in a thick accent, "1845, lad. Oi don't know where ye' came from, but stay out of trouble!" He grumbled something and hobbled away. The boy raised an eyebrow. "Okay then.." He suddenly transformed into a lion, stunning the people on the street. They couldn't believe their eyes! The lion bounded towards the man, and leaped over him. The man froze. The lion turned and faced him. It growled, "Trouble isn't the word for it." The large lion transformed back into the boy, smirking. There was a large crowd now, for people had come out of their homes to watch. The man looked at him, stunned. "Who are you?" He asked. The boy chuckled. "You've never heard of anyone like me before. But, I do have a few nicknames over the past. Trickster, Fox, Devil.. But I prefer a better name," The boy said. "Aaron Blaze is my name, now which way is Fleet Street?"
Wow, that was pretty good so far, I think. I'll be working on the next chapters soon, so watch closely!
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