Stories start out fine enough. But that's all it is, a story. What really
needs to be told is the truth. That's what I'm here for. Who am I? That
doesn't matter, right now, but we'll get to that later. Right now I had
better start at the beginning, the real beginning. Tanaki is a boy, normal
enough for living in Odaiba. Most people call him Lukas though, so lets do
the same. Anyway, Lukas used to live his life always trying to find some
new adventure. Of course he never though what would happen next was ever
possible. So, this is where the journey begins.
ODAIBA, JAPAN
Lukas finally awoke to his alarm buzzing in his ear and he groggily he checked the clock. He was late. Again. He started to panic as he crawled out of bed. He grabbed his pants from off the floor and jumped into them as fast as he could. Lukas rummaged through his closet looking for a clean shirt, muttering about how cold it was. He finally found one and started to pull it over his head as he left his room. He was careful to have his shirt on correctly before getting all the way downstairs. His father decided to run a business out of their living room after Lukas' mother left them. Lukas never liked having strangers in his house all day, but he never quite knew what his dad did all the time. Luckily, there was no-one there, even his dad was nowhere to be seen. He made his way through the kitchen, thinking there was no time to eat. He grabbed his bag from in the hallway. Luckily he packed it the other night. He quietly checked his bag to see if his goggles were still in there. His father never let him wear goggles in the house. He said it was an embarrassment if a customer came in and saw them. He grabbed his father's cellphone from the counter and stuffed it in his bag. "Dad, I'm taking your cellphone. I'll call you after soccer practice." And with that last yell, he burst out the door on a full run to get to school on time.
"Wait, Tanaki! I have a costumer coming this afternoon!" He called after his son from the doorway. Lukas kept running without looking back. His dad noticed this and sunk reluctantly back into the house.
ODAIBA, JAPAN
Lukas finally awoke to his alarm buzzing in his ear and he groggily he checked the clock. He was late. Again. He started to panic as he crawled out of bed. He grabbed his pants from off the floor and jumped into them as fast as he could. Lukas rummaged through his closet looking for a clean shirt, muttering about how cold it was. He finally found one and started to pull it over his head as he left his room. He was careful to have his shirt on correctly before getting all the way downstairs. His father decided to run a business out of their living room after Lukas' mother left them. Lukas never liked having strangers in his house all day, but he never quite knew what his dad did all the time. Luckily, there was no-one there, even his dad was nowhere to be seen. He made his way through the kitchen, thinking there was no time to eat. He grabbed his bag from in the hallway. Luckily he packed it the other night. He quietly checked his bag to see if his goggles were still in there. His father never let him wear goggles in the house. He said it was an embarrassment if a customer came in and saw them. He grabbed his father's cellphone from the counter and stuffed it in his bag. "Dad, I'm taking your cellphone. I'll call you after soccer practice." And with that last yell, he burst out the door on a full run to get to school on time.
"Wait, Tanaki! I have a costumer coming this afternoon!" He called after his son from the doorway. Lukas kept running without looking back. His dad noticed this and sunk reluctantly back into the house.