Demon: I'm not gonna do all that happy authors notes stuff at the
beginning, cause I never read them! But I do have to do the disclaimer. I
don't own KND. There that's over with, so just skip all this and start
reading the story!
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Just last week everything was fine. Now look at me, I'm stuck in this cruddy jail cell. I don't get it; how could this have happened without me knowing? I didn't mean to kill her, did I?
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I was violently awakened by someone shaking me. I must've fallen asleep. At first I was relieved and thought that this horrible dream was over. When I opened my eyes I found I was still in this cruddy jail cell, and that an officer as waking me up. "Hey kid, your lunch is here." Then he left slamming the cell door behind him. (Even though I was in jail I still wore my normal orange sweatshirt and blue jeans.) I looked down at my meal. It didn't even look fit for a rat. All it was a bunch of . Err well I'm not sure. I was defiantly not gonna eat that. stuff. I pushed it aside; remembering when I had tried to cook, because Numbah 5 was sick. It was a disaster; it exploded after five minuets in the oven. I got real mad and started cursing at the oven and kicking it. Numbah 2 had to take over.
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I sat there for a while remembering when we were all back in the tree house. I came to the harsh realization that I might not ever get to see my teammates again. Well, the remaining members.soon another officer came to my cell. "What do ya want." I told him coldly. He said nothing but tossed me my new prison clothes. I never thought they arrested kids, but I guess I was wrong. After he left I changed into the orange outfit. It smelled like barf. How nice. The number said, 486. I guess I'm 486 now.
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I saw some officers taking in some guy. He had a scar on his face. I remembered my own scar. I wasn't even aware I had it until just a few days ago. I guess that's what happens when you're brain dead and running around like a maniac at night. I still haven't figured out who did this to me, but whoever they were, when I got out of here, either by escaping or it's my time, they would pay. Greatly. I really don't care how they did it. I just wanna know who.
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The sun is setting. The end of this long day has finally come. I watched as long as I could, something I don't usually do. Something I never want to do again because it's real boring. Soon my small cell was dark. The hall lights were on for a while. There were a few clouds in the sky, and a few stars. It was a night like this when the murder occurred. And I was freed from my trance..
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Demon: ok, I know this was a short chapter but this only my first fic. Keep that in mind. I hoped you liked the first chapter!
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Just last week everything was fine. Now look at me, I'm stuck in this cruddy jail cell. I don't get it; how could this have happened without me knowing? I didn't mean to kill her, did I?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was violently awakened by someone shaking me. I must've fallen asleep. At first I was relieved and thought that this horrible dream was over. When I opened my eyes I found I was still in this cruddy jail cell, and that an officer as waking me up. "Hey kid, your lunch is here." Then he left slamming the cell door behind him. (Even though I was in jail I still wore my normal orange sweatshirt and blue jeans.) I looked down at my meal. It didn't even look fit for a rat. All it was a bunch of . Err well I'm not sure. I was defiantly not gonna eat that. stuff. I pushed it aside; remembering when I had tried to cook, because Numbah 5 was sick. It was a disaster; it exploded after five minuets in the oven. I got real mad and started cursing at the oven and kicking it. Numbah 2 had to take over.
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I sat there for a while remembering when we were all back in the tree house. I came to the harsh realization that I might not ever get to see my teammates again. Well, the remaining members.soon another officer came to my cell. "What do ya want." I told him coldly. He said nothing but tossed me my new prison clothes. I never thought they arrested kids, but I guess I was wrong. After he left I changed into the orange outfit. It smelled like barf. How nice. The number said, 486. I guess I'm 486 now.
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I saw some officers taking in some guy. He had a scar on his face. I remembered my own scar. I wasn't even aware I had it until just a few days ago. I guess that's what happens when you're brain dead and running around like a maniac at night. I still haven't figured out who did this to me, but whoever they were, when I got out of here, either by escaping or it's my time, they would pay. Greatly. I really don't care how they did it. I just wanna know who.
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The sun is setting. The end of this long day has finally come. I watched as long as I could, something I don't usually do. Something I never want to do again because it's real boring. Soon my small cell was dark. The hall lights were on for a while. There were a few clouds in the sky, and a few stars. It was a night like this when the murder occurred. And I was freed from my trance..
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Demon: ok, I know this was a short chapter but this only my first fic. Keep that in mind. I hoped you liked the first chapter!