Disclaimer: I still own nothing, I hopefully will update weekly. That might change a bit when school starts up.
Note that the beginning paragraph will describe the setting a bit, and since it is in the view of my OC it will have a first person perspective, a change in the perspective will be shown by a double line (from the interrogation room to the current part in the story). Single lines in the story signify a character change, not necessarily a scene change.
Sorry that this came out late but, last week I had 3 days with no internet followed by a day with no power.
"It was a normal day in Smashville, the sun was shining, birds were chirping and in the Smash Villa, like any other day, Brawls were occurring. Nothing spectacular in the small city in the center of nowhere, but It was a lucky day for me, I had just won tickets for a 'fight to end all fights'. It was to be a double brawl between 2 teams chosen by the fans. They were Mario and Link, Snake and Zelda. I assume it was because those teams had never been done before , and the fighters were some of the most powerful. But, the fight never started. Little known to us then, but the so called 'Siege of Smashville' had begun. But let me not bore you with info you 'know'."
"Start at the absolute beginning. "
It was silent throughout Smashville, well silent in the streets, because at 5:30 am, it always was. But, in the home of one youngish firefighter, an alarm blared out, and it continued for almost an eternity.
Groggily, the 30 year old man stumbled out of bed and began his daily routine; however today seemed different, the man felt a sharp pain coming from his lower back.
Great, he thought, I'm getting OLD!
Normally, the man always started with a power-walk in the morning, followed by a jog back home to eat breakfast, a quick shower would follow. Being a firefighter, the man always wore a white tank, perfectly bleached and some comfortable beige cargo pants; every night the tank would come home stained with sweat and the pants would have ambiguous stains located all over. A chrome necklace hung around his neck, and a locket hung on it; inside was a picture of his late wife.
It was the same routine every day, a BORING routine, but a safe one. Smashville was one of the safest places in the multiverse, fires rarely broke out, a campfire gone crazy was the most dangerous thing new recruits would ever see, but it paid well, so Miguel kept working.
But today was different. Looking into the mirror he saw an average sized man, about 5'11 with charcoal black hair kept shaved almost completely off. His face was tan and he sported a five o-clock shadow, no matter the time. He had average colored eyes- they were brown. He wasn't the most muscular guy around, but he was fit.
With a sudden GASP he remembered why today was special. Reaching into the pocket of his pajama pants, Miguel pulled out a single ticket to 'the brawl to end em all'; a reward for his years of service to the SVFD (SmashVille Fire Department). Miguel was excited, so excited a sound that can only be described as a squeal escaped from his lips, and had anybody heard, threatened his machismo. He opened the door and ran out at 7:30 am.
The first thing Persephone Brown, ever did in the morning, even before she woke up, was think about herself. She wasn't the best looking gal around, but being 16 years old gave her a LOONNGG time to change that.
Her beauty was countered by her personality, however, and even though she tried being a nice person to everyone she knew, her first priority was always herself. Her beauty didn't come naturally; every morning she woke up with a messy mop on her head, her hair. It was the perfect shade of black, but had the tendency to tangle; if it didn't she awoke with a GREASY mop on her head. She groaned to herself as she picked up her trusty comb and began the long campaign to tackle perfecting it as much as possible.
She gazed around her room, it was the blandest room in the house, and it was still extravagant. Black was the main color in the room; the floor was black marble tile and the walls were a lighter shade of beige. It complimented her choice of clothing; her closet was filled with black dresses. On her wall hung a long black scythe, typical of a Grim Reaper. Her skin tone was fair and white, most of her blemishes were kept hidden under a layer of acne-wash and make-up. Persephone finished brushing her hair, pocketed her comb, and walked down the elegant staircase to the dining room. A little girl was finishing a bowl of cereal, her adopted sister, Jamie Hikari. She was 12 years old and almost as tall as Persephone herself.
"Jamie hurry up!", Persephone yelled "We're gonna miss the bus AND the fight!"
Jamie grinned sheepishly as she looked at her big sister. Her hair was kept in a Turtle-ish (1) braid, that being a long braid. She wore a red shirt and blue jeans, an extremely causal appearance compared to her sister's long dress and heels. Her brown eyes were a rarity in her adopted family; most of her new family had blue eyes, like Persephone.
"Ok, let's...wait I forgot something!", Jamie realized. She ran to her room and picked up a small wallet. Inside was no money, everything was sent to the buyers house in the form of a bill. It served only as a photo album of sorts. She clutched it close to her chest, it always kept her safe. Her room was typical of a child's room, colorful and filled to the brim with toys; her adopted parents always tried to make her happy. A weathered toy bow was on the floor, obviously her most loved possession.
"Hurry UP!", Persephone repeated.
"I'm coming!", Jamie groaned. Why is she always in a rush? she thought to herself before rushing to the doorway.
"Ok, let's go!"
They walked out the door ,hand in hand, and headed for the bus stop.
Oooohhh, unnecessary cliffhanger, I might end up editing this chappie later, depending if I find some grammer mistakes or thought up something to aid the plot.
Woah, 1000 words! This is a milestone, I'm going for 1500 or 2000 words for the next chapter.
(1): Turtle is a character and the winner of the book "The Westing Game."
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-Taco.
