Well, well, well... little kid, child prodigy, maybe, the Vote says undetermined!!!
Chapter 1: the beginning
"You really have to stop getting into fights Eric!" Eric's mom yelled, while dabbing at some cuts on his head.
"He started it, god mom, you never understand!" Eric yelled in reply, trying to wave away the cloth dabbing at his bleeding forehead.
"The cut won't go away by itself you know."
"I want it to stay, as a reminder for what I fought for."
"What did you fight for?"
"For the glory of the space marines!"
"You know that you will never get into the space marines, don't you?"
"Yeah, but a kid can hope, can't he?"
"I guess, if you want to."
Eric was only thirteen, and already muscularly built, being in fights all the time had already conditioned his body. He had wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and a distinct cheek bone impression on his face.
There was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it mom, it's probably Cartman!"
"Alright, if you go out, make sure you are back for supper."
Eric went to the door, and sure enough, standing there was Cartman with a football under his arm. Cartman was just his nickname, his real name was Carton Heler, but if anyone called him Carton, he would punch their face in. He was black, and muscular, even more so then Eric. He was so big, that he dwarfed most of the teachers at the school. He had near black eyes and was bald, by choice of course.
"Hey Eric, want to go play some football with the rest of the guys?"
"Sure, Later mom!"
Eric got his jacket, and left for the football field.
"That was quite a fight you got into with Kris." Cartman said, three feet away from the door.
"Yeah, but I won."
"Of course, you haven't lost a fight since…..well….ever."
Eric just shrugged, and kept walking. They walked the rest of the way, talking about school, girls, sports, the usual stuff, until the finally got to the field.
Already there was Fred "tech" Vince, able to fix anything with a wrench and a bit of time. On the other side was Gary "Bronco" Nyger. We nicknamed him bronco for his ability to shrug off the tackles we threw at him when playing football. Next, was Derik "The D" Gresten. He was the cool guy of the group, the guy with all the chicks, but still a great friend. Last but not least, was Harry "Xeno" Fester. He is nicknamed xeno because he is always talking about orks, and elder, but never the chaos, talk like that would get you killed here.
"So, what we waiting for, let's get the slaughter underway!" Bronco yelled, taking a position on the field.
"Same teams?" Tech yelled, running across the field.
"Yeah, same teams, me, Cartman, and xeno, vs. the rest of you!" Eric yelled taking a position on the field. Cartman came by with the football and coin. Eric and his team got it first, and played for two hours. Bronco's team won by a lucky field kick. They said their goodbyes and headed off towards home.
"Aw, man, we got school tomorrow." Cartman said, hanging down his head.
"Yeah, I know, I hate school."
They finally got to Eric's house, and He waved goodbye to Cartman. He then sat down to have dinner.
"So, how did the game go?" His mother asked, serving him mashed potatoes, pork chops, and peas.
"Bronco's team won again." Eric said, taking a forkful of potatoes.
"That kid seems to win a lot of games lately."
"Yeah, it's like he has a lucky charm or something."
"Ok, after supper, go do your homework and hop into bed."
"What, why do I have to go to bed early, while the rest of the kids get to go out and do fun stuff?"
"If their parents want them to fail school, then that's fine with me, they aren't my children, but you are, so hop to it."
Eric rolled his eyes, finished his supper, and washed his dishes. He then went and did his homework, and slipped into bed, wishing someone would come and take him away from this boring existence.