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Derrick H.
The Real Folk Blues
Act 1: Walking in The Rain
A young boy sat alone, by a green trashcan in an alleyway. It was a warm,humid,and Rainy night on Mars, you couldn't see 10 ft in front of you. The young boy with pale skin, green eyes, and scarlet hair stood up. He was wearing a ripped up grey t-shirt, with green pants and black shoes. He walked around the corner, glancing at the advertisements floating threw the air.
This city of Callisto was the most over populated, putrid, and disgusting place you could ever think of. He walked onto the side walk, viewing the hovercrafts wiz by, and glancing at all the people with there funny clothing. This world is full of hate and war, why would these people bother trying to dress good? As I continued walking down the sidewalk a woman in a red dress walked over to me, she seemed to be a hooker. "Hello how old are you?" the boy answered with "15" she looked surprised. "how bout we go to my place" before the boy could speak, she had grabbed a hold of his hand and was dragging him toward a yellow hovercraft.
They walked toward the hovercraft and it opened automatically. They got in, the leather seats and warm air seemed nice. They lifted off the ground, and flew forward. They were a good 200 ft off the ground when the boy looked at the ground, he thought it was amazing he had never been in a hovercraft before. They were flying really fast, the boy looked at the speedometer, and it read 95 km per hour. After what seemed to be an hour, The woman slowed down, and she rolled down the window. He stuck his head out the window and got rain all in his face. He pulled his head back in. The woman slowed to a stop and lowered the hovercraft. When it landed on a soft bump the doors opened.
She walked to the other side of the hovercraft, and stuck out her hand out. "Take my hand please." Without hesitation he stuck out his hand. They walked across the street. He let go of her hand immediately, feeling slightly embarrassed. They walked up a set of stairs and walked inside a warm room. It had White walls, red couches, and a rug in the middle of the room, that had a large Dragon on it. A man walked up behind the boy and put a hand on his shoulder. The boy thought that someone was trying to attack him. He whirled around grabbed the guy by his wrist, kicked him in the crotch. When the man leaned over in pain, the boy kneed him in the face. Blood trickled onto the floor.
The woman standing next to him laughed very hysterically and said: " good lord that was surprising. What's your name?" the boy replied with: "I don't have a name, my parents left me when I was little." The woman stood back a bit. "well you know what? I think I will call you Vicious. Welcome to the Red Dragon Syndicate Headquarters.
Derrick H.
The Real Folk Blues
Act 1: Walking in The Rain
A young boy sat alone, by a green trashcan in an alleyway. It was a warm,humid,and Rainy night on Mars, you couldn't see 10 ft in front of you. The young boy with pale skin, green eyes, and scarlet hair stood up. He was wearing a ripped up grey t-shirt, with green pants and black shoes. He walked around the corner, glancing at the advertisements floating threw the air.
This city of Callisto was the most over populated, putrid, and disgusting place you could ever think of. He walked onto the side walk, viewing the hovercrafts wiz by, and glancing at all the people with there funny clothing. This world is full of hate and war, why would these people bother trying to dress good? As I continued walking down the sidewalk a woman in a red dress walked over to me, she seemed to be a hooker. "Hello how old are you?" the boy answered with "15" she looked surprised. "how bout we go to my place" before the boy could speak, she had grabbed a hold of his hand and was dragging him toward a yellow hovercraft.
They walked toward the hovercraft and it opened automatically. They got in, the leather seats and warm air seemed nice. They lifted off the ground, and flew forward. They were a good 200 ft off the ground when the boy looked at the ground, he thought it was amazing he had never been in a hovercraft before. They were flying really fast, the boy looked at the speedometer, and it read 95 km per hour. After what seemed to be an hour, The woman slowed down, and she rolled down the window. He stuck his head out the window and got rain all in his face. He pulled his head back in. The woman slowed to a stop and lowered the hovercraft. When it landed on a soft bump the doors opened.
She walked to the other side of the hovercraft, and stuck out her hand out. "Take my hand please." Without hesitation he stuck out his hand. They walked across the street. He let go of her hand immediately, feeling slightly embarrassed. They walked up a set of stairs and walked inside a warm room. It had White walls, red couches, and a rug in the middle of the room, that had a large Dragon on it. A man walked up behind the boy and put a hand on his shoulder. The boy thought that someone was trying to attack him. He whirled around grabbed the guy by his wrist, kicked him in the crotch. When the man leaned over in pain, the boy kneed him in the face. Blood trickled onto the floor.
The woman standing next to him laughed very hysterically and said: " good lord that was surprising. What's your name?" the boy replied with: "I don't have a name, my parents left me when I was little." The woman stood back a bit. "well you know what? I think I will call you Vicious. Welcome to the Red Dragon Syndicate Headquarters.