Summary: Isaac Kentsworth was an ordinary high school teacher... until he was framed for something he didn't do. But he is saved by a cop who gives him another chance. He drops him off at a small cottage in the middle of nowhere and the cop requests for him to change his name. With the odds and the cops on his tail and his new found name Kowalski, he is thrown into an adventure that he had never expected before, fighting the enemy that framed him and trying to prove his innocence...

Welcome to my fan-fic! The reason its called what its call is because... well... I couldn't come up with anything better. You are free to flame. Oh, and not to confuse you cause this is a PoM fan-fic

Issac=Kowalski
Peter=Private

So, enjoy! Or don't... either way, this is an attempt of popularity...

Chapter 1: The Arrest

Beep, beep, beep! An alarm clock went off in an ordinary apartment. A hand reached over and clicked the sleep mode button. The clock read 5:30 in the morning. A man rose up from the bed and rubbed his eyes. He smiled.

"Time to get started," he said. This was Isaac Kentsworth. His appearance was tall and lanky. He was only 24 years old and he was 6 feet tall. But he managed. He also had long messy black hair that came to his neck and often got in his eyes and in front of his glasses.

He was a high school AP teacher for physics and chemistry. Which means he taught seniors in high school. He was smarter than he was meant to be though. He used to teach regular physics and chemistry before they decided he was moving at too fast of a pace for everyone. He was actually smarter than the average person. He took a shower, got dressed, grabbed his lesson plans and went out the door. Isaac was in a cheery mood, despite the fact that today his life was going to change… forever.

Isaac exited his house and went down the stairs.

"Mornin' Isaac!" the landlord said. Isaac waved and ran off. He was excited about today's lesson because one of his best and favorite students, Peter Henderson, was looking forward to it. He felt like the boy had a future in science. He smiled as he got to the doors of the school. For a school in New York City, it was a very big school. But for Isaac, it wasn't difficult to find his classroom.

"Mornin', Mr. Kentsworth!" a girl with black hair shouted. Isaac waved to the sophomore. Everyone in school knew about him and thought even though he taught seniors, he was great teacher. It was probably because he was so young. He just wanted to get along with kids because he never had a childhood. He grew up going to prestigious colleges because of his gift, until finally he decided to become a high school teacher instead of governor like his dad.

The bell rang for first period and the kids were already getting ready to do the warm up on the chalkboard. The kids were so nice to him instead of making fun of like they did to all the teachers. Maybe it's because on his first week, they saw him crying. When Peter asked what was wrong, he told them that they were lucky and they got to be children. He never got a childhood at all. It somehow touched the kids somewhat black hearts and ever since, they were really nice to him. This was his first year teaching kids so he felt proud that everyone liked him so much.

"OK class," Isaac said. "Today, we're gonna learn about…"

"Isaac," Peter asked, "Can you explain something to me?" It was the end of the school day. Peter always came to Isaac whenever he was confused in class. He also was so close to him that he got to call Isaac by his first name.

"Yes, what is it Peter?" Isaac said, sipping his coffee. Peter usually asked a question about the homework or about today's lesson. Isaac nodded his head and he explained happily to Peter about the question on the homework. Even though the end of the school year was approaching, he still gave out homework like he usually did. They still did it though.

"Thank you, Isaac," Peter said, "You're the greatest person on Earth!" Isaac shook his head.

"That's impossible," Isaac said, "I'm nothing special. But… maybe I was too special…" Isaac felt tears come into his eyes.

"Maybe you could swing on the swings again," Peter suggested. Isaac sighed and grabbed the teddy bear under his desk. Even though he was serious most of the time, he had a childish side. He hugged the teddy bear like a little boy would. Peter smiled.

"I remember giving you this," Peter said, caressing the bear, "It was a week after everyone started warming up to you." Isaac nodded his head. He couldn't help but cuddle it every time he was down. His childish side was talking. It seemed to be saying something was wrong. Something was out of place in the universe.

That didn't seem to go away as Isaac did his extra work. And went home at six with the same feeling. He decided to nap off the feeling. He decided to get tomorrows lesson plan out of the way and than lay on the couch for a nap at about 7.

At 8, an identical cyborg clone of Isaac walked into a closed jewelry shop. He knocked out the security system and carefully stole some priceless jewelry. Suddenly, he saw a police car pull up. He saw the man in the police car and grabbed as many jewels as he could. Than he looked at car as the police officer took a picture of him. He flipped out of the shop through a grate and crawled through it to the outside. He ran towards the real Isaac's apartment building and jumped to his window.

Carefully, the cyborg opened it and stuffed the jewels into a chair cushion. He left the way he came and ran down the alleyway into the shadows.

Isaac woke up to the sound of police sirens outside his apartment. He heard a knocking at his door. Suddenly he became very sweaty. Still, he knew better than to rebel. He went towards the door and opened it. He saw three police officers at the door. One of them grabbed him and cuffed him.

"Isaac Kentsworth, you are under arrest for theft!" the police man said to a wide eyed Isaac.

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