Chapter One – Prologue
Italics-inner thoughts/sounds
Bold-EMPHASIS
Underline-I genuienly don't know
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Date: 2027/10/15
Region: [REDACTED]
Country: [REDACTED]
Time: 6:57(AM)
Agent Name: YOUR MOM-
*record scratch*
Okay, enough of that bullshit.
Hey, you're probably wondering who I am, well, to tell you that, let me explain a little.
My name is Alexander Stafford, your average guy! Really, nothing special.
Well, y'know, just some dude with dark brown hair, green grayish eyes, pale skin, 21 years old, graduate, chill. Nothing special really! Why are you even here? Go outside! Ha Ha!
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Well, that was a shit lie.
Yeah sure, on the outside I'll look like nothing special, but in truth' we're all special.
My name is Alexander Stafford, I'm 21 years old, working at a gas station(gotta start somewhere man), unmarried and a VIRGIN HAHAHA, yes whatever sex is overrated anyway. My life was nothing special until I reached the magical time in life that is; being a fucking teenager.
Being a teenager is like being a kid, only with the body of an adult; pretty fucking weird. And everything was going fine in my life, oh sure I could never approach girls but I wasn't some horny kid either, I had more important shit than girls. Yes, girls are pretty and even without the whole "love" part of being around girls, it's just nice talking to them, even just being around them and doing my own thing. And everything was going well in life too; good grades, no distractions, having a family consisting of my dear mother, father, and my adorable little sister, oh she was just the best, so innocent too. Well that was until the 19th of Jully. Oh? You want to know what happened on that day? Well, it's quite simple.
They fucking died.
In a car crash.
When I was 17 years old.
And it fucking hurt (mentally speaking).
I got over it long ago, but I think I may have developed chronical depression? Maybe even Insomnia? Eh, who know, doesn't matter.
Anyway, I used to live from that day on with my uncle, and let me tell you, he was the fucking best.
My uncle's name is Jake and he really helped me throughout the years. He became my legal guardian since my grandpa and grandma passed away when I was 12, poor granpa died in his sleep at the respectful age of 86, god bless him. Back to my uncle, he let me stay at his house and eventually I graduated, a score of 93 for a total sum up of all subjects is pretty damn good if you ask me. Sure, I'm not Erik Einstein but I'm fairly smart when I need to be. My uncle also introduced me to light drinking, woohoooo! That shit was GOOD!
*clears throat* Anyway! Yeah, that's my life right now. Living with my uncle, slowly working up my way into better positions at work, helping my uncle around when he asks to, paying taxes and bills. It's pretty good if I say so myself!
And a little about myself of course, like any good narcissist would do! Which I am NOT.
I'm Alex, white, 21 years old, dark brown hair, green grayish eyes, around 6'1 feet tall(185 centimeters for my boiz around the world). And I'm not American as you would have probably guessed. In fact' I'm Slavic, and that means cyka blayt pidar shlyuha and every other swear word in Russian, I do know how to speak and write in russian trust me. My ethnecity? Eh, I don't like talking about it, I was bullied becasue of it and that really did a number on me in elementary school. I'm a decent person. That's it. I mean I don't care what other people do in their lives. Be it being gay, changing your sex "magically" somehow, skin color, religion, ethnicity, whatever. It's your life, do whatever you want, well of course as long as you don't hurt other people or do some illegal… activities. Don't do that.
To sum up my life in one word, it's meh. I'm glad to be alive, at least my uncle is with me, that's something. Family really is the best, nothing can ever replace them. Nothing. They are like a part of me.
My humanity, me memories, my emotion, my ideals, my values, my hopes and dreams, my family; it all makes up, well, me. Especially the first one too. But I'm still pulling myself together and I'm looking forward to what the future holds for me.
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What, you're still here? Oh right, right, right…
Well, WAKE UP NIG-
*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*
A hand slams down on the alarm clock beside the bed, a groan is heard beneath the bedsheets. Uncovering them we see our future protagonist Alexander slowly opening his eyes, still looking like an overworked ass.
"Fuck, I wish I could sleep more."
I quickly jump out of bed and put on my sweat pants since I already slept in my undershirt, damn October is a chilly time of the year. I walk downstairs to see my favorite (and only) uncle drinking coffee while reading the newspaper, yes, he is one of those classy guys. And so am I, I mean I like classic things, you just can't go wrong with them.
"Morning", I groggily mutter, making my way to one of the cabinets in the kitchen, in order to acquire my supreme breakfast of cornflakes marvelously combined with milk.
"Hey kid, How'd ya sleep?", he looks up from his newspaper, a warm smile on his face, yeah he is already fully awake, I'm not a morning person at all.
"Fine, by the way, what time is it?", I ask while pulling out the cereal box, opening it and pouring some into a bowl, and milk too.
"Around seven o'clock, I'm going to the junkyard in a few", he replied, oh yeah, my uncle works at a junk yard, a decent one too, very active there. You can also find a bunch of different people there. Black people, white people, Hispanic people, Asian people, all the colors of the rainbow, to me it seems like a gold mine of comedy and cracking jokes with the boys, if only I had friends…eh they'd all stab me in the back anyway.
"Alright", I replied, sitting down with my bowl and beginning my amazing battle of finishing my breakfast before Jake finishes reading his newspaper.
"Kid", Jake said to catch my attention. "Jake, I'm 21", I tiredly replied. I prefer to not drink coffee, I don't exercise anyways so I don't want to fuck up my health any further than it already is. "Well, to me you are still a kid, kid.", he sassily replied back, and now I'm smiling, ah gosh darn that old wagon, he really knows how to push my "positivity" buttons.
"But seriously, are you really alright? You've been acting weird lately", he said folding his newspaper and leaning on his chair slightly forward, awaiting my response. Well, he got me, yeah I've been feeling like shit lately, but I'm too lazy to go to the doctor to see what's poppin'. I know I SHOULD, but I don't HAVE to.
"Yeah, been feelin' kinda grumpy lately not gonna lie", I replied, almost continuing on my breakfast.
"Hey, if you need somebody to talk to, I'm here. I know life hasn't been looking up for us lately… since… you know…", yeah, how could I forget. "But I'm sure it will work out! I've gotten a promotion last week, and we've been racking up some decent change for the past year, so I've been thinking…", he then puts the newspaper down on the table and slides it over to me, on it I see an ad about someone selling a house and some other stuff. "We should move out soon, these old walls are going to come down soon if y'know what I mean", he chuckled, while I was already finsihing up my cereal and preparing to wash the dishes, his also from whatever he ate earlier. "Would you like that? It ain't cheap, but it's a pretty good deal, you're gonna be old so soon you won't even see it coming, you need to find yourself a nice girl too."
That made me almost flinch, almost. I'm not good with women, actually I mean really bad. And for some reason it never really bothered me that much, I'm no romantic that's for sure, but I could still hold my head above water when interacting with them.
"Yeah right", I quickly replied, but quickly relaxed and said "Sure, I'm up for buying that house if you are."
"Great!", he said. Walking up behind me and patting my shoulder, "I know I already said it once, but you can tell me anything kid, alright?", I nodded to him, still smiling, he really knows how to lighten up the mood doesn't he? Old bastard just too damn loveable.
He then turns around and walks away to sit down on the sofa in the living room, turning on the television and switching to the news channel. I already finished washing the dishes and was quickly walking two steps at a time back to my room. Pulling out a clean pair of blue jeans, a red t-shirt with the company's logo on it and white socks for when I'll have go to work and then taking a pair of boxers with me, shower time. Boo-ya!
While I was showering, my uncle was listening to the news, his face was slightly darkened. The news broadcasters were speaking of a dangerous tension between the global super powers, and one of the countries borderline threatened the other one, consequently the whole courthouse went ape shit and began arguing like a bunch of old dudes in a football stadium. Nobody knows why they were even at a dispute, everything is fairly fine in the world. Crime rate significantly dropped down, racism is slowly dying, people are more chill with each other, the economy is doing fine, there hasn't been a single war since 2020, even the terrorists haven't been up to much! But oh no, this is just the beginning, something bad is going to happen, world changing even. What exactly? Well…
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…we'll just have to wait and see, after all, anything could in the future…
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…but the future is now…
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