Hello everybody, I'm Caesar. This story is all about my OC Blade but to
the farthest of my knowledge he isn't a Gary-Stu. This first chapter was
also used in the first chapter of a different story of mine that kept
getting deleted. I regret to inform the readers that I will not be
reposting that story. Also here is the dialog key. I will only be putting
it up in this chapter so pay attention.
Blah-thoughts ^Blah^-Telepathy "Blah"-Talking
VIKTOR WITH A K
A boy with bright red hair wearing a pair of baggy, worn, and ripped pants and a red T-shirt stood out in the rain along with about 15 other people. Without warning another group of people walked up, weapons drawn. "Hey Mark, how are you. I mean just last week you shot your best friend," said the boy.
"Shut-up Blade, you know it was an accident."
"That still doesn't change the fact that Shadow is laying back at the warehouse dying. And it's all your fault."
"I SAID SHUT-UP YOU MUTIE FREAK!" Mark yelled.
"You know what Mark," said Blade, "I'm tired of talking to you, now get out of here before we have to make you."
"That sounds like a challenge," said Mark.
"That's cause it is, now let's fight." With a swift movement Blade pulled out two daggers. His teammates did the same, pulling out everything from knives to bike chains. With a yell Blade and Mark charged at each other, their friends following. Mark lunged at Blade, his knife being caught by one of Blade's daggers. Blade tried to stab him but Mark dodged it. After about 10 minutes of parried attacks Blade decided to try something new. He ran back and sheathed his weapons.
"Hey you chicken," Mark yelled, "where you going." Just as he said that Blade turned around and started running at him full speed. Mark stood there ready to block any attack given. Then without warning Blade dropped down and slid under Mark's legs feet first. As he slid under he grabbed Mark's legs causing him to fall. Blade then hopped up, relieved that the road was wet enough to do perform that stunt. He jumped on top of Mark pressing his dagger to the back of Mark's neck.
"Ya, give up or do you have a death wish," said Blade. He then felt a fist connect with his face and a knife in his stomach. He yelled out in pain. As he fell to the ground he sliced his opponent with his dagger. A dark skinned boy ran over to him and cracked the nose of Blade's attacker.
"Blade, are you OK!?" the boy said.
"Dex, that you?" said Blade and then everything went black. ~Dream/flashback~
Mark is holding a gun. "THAT'S IT, EITHER YOU GUYS SURRENDER OR I'LL BLOW ALL YOUR BRAINS OUT!"
"Well then you better just blow our brains out cause we ain't surrendering." The voice came from a tall kid with dark brown hair.
"Fine, if that's what you want then here you go." At that Mark pulled the trigger and a bullet plowed into the kid's shoulder.
"SHADOW!" shouted Blade. Rage consumed him and he felt a searing pain in his head and burning in his hands. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed. His hands where engulfed in flames and fire was shooting everywhere. It was coming out of his hands...No, I must be hallucinating!he thought to himself. But he wasn't and the pain would not cease. Soon fire consumed the street and he blacked out.
~End Dream~ Blade woke with a start. He was back in the gang's headquarters/home, an old abandoned warehouse. "Oh good your up," said Dex, "I'll go get Alex."
"Wait!" Blade yelled after him, "What happened?"
"You don't remember?" Dex inquired.
"I mean did we win?" said Blade
"But of course," said Dex smugly, "We always do." And with that he walked over to a blond haired kid standing in the corner and whispered something to him. The kid made his way over to Blade stepping around a couple kids with various different wounds. They were all laying on mattress' on the floor.
"Hey, Blade," the boy said, "How ya feeling?"
"Like crap Alex, like crap."
"Well I suppose you would after getting stabbed in the stomach. Good thing it was a shallow wound." Alex said.
"How long was I out for?" asked Blade.
"I'd say...about 3 days," said Alex, "Well at least it gave you time to recover."
"I dreamed about last week again," said Blade.
"You did? Well it was a pretty scary day, I mean one minute your standing there and the next minute your hair turns bright red, and your shootin' fire everywhere, and your eyes man, they were such a bright red it was like staring into pure rage," Alex said as he examined Blade's wound. Alex had read every medical book he could get his hand's on and was the gang's resident doctor while Dex was a technical genius. He had actually made a computer out of scratch and managed to hook them up with free internet access. Blade's gang was made up of a bunch of kids who lived on the streets. They were called the Bladerunners and Blade was their leader. They were pretty well known especially for their expertise in thevery. "Well, it looks like your going to be OK," he said, "Just try to avoid getting stabbed for at least one week. Just one week is that so much to ask?" Alex mumbled as he walked off. Suddenly there was yelling and what sounded like fighting outside.
"Slice!" Blade yelled to a girl in the corner, "quick go see what happened!" Slice grabbed a knife out of her belt and ran outside. After three minutes of her not returning Blade was getting nervous. Slice was one of his best fighters, she should have been able to take out whoever was outside. Blade decided to check things out. Alex, who had known him for years, knew exactly what he was thinking so he brought over a wheelchair. Blade sat on it and went to go check out what had happened along with his friends Fang and Kwan. He wheeled himself outside and saw Slice, along with Blade's two guards Mac and Haunt struggling against two people, a girl with red hair and an old man in a wheel chair. Blade summoned his powers and shot a stream of fire at the red head knocking her down. "Who the heck are you people and what are you doing here!" Blade yelled.
"I am Proffesor Charles Xavier and I've come to talk to you about your powers," the man said.
"Fang, Kwan," Blade said, "bring these guys inside, and Slice do me a favor and help Mac and Haunt keep guard for a while." Slice nodded her agreement and walked away. The proffesor followed Fang and Kwan inside as did the red head. "So what do you know about my powers?" Blade asked when they were inside.
"Well Viktor, I run a school, a school for people like you with special gifts," said the proffesor.
"Basically what your saying is that you run a school for mutants," Blade said, "and how do you know my name?"
"I am a telepath Viktor, which means that I can read minds," said Xavier, "I also have a machine that detects mutants."
"So what do you want from me?" Blade asked.
"I want to offer you a chance to develop your powers, learn to control them," said the professor.
"And how can you do that?"
"Well, at my school I teach my students to control their powers through training exercises and things like that," said the professor.
"You want me to join your school?"
"Yes, I do," said the professor.
"Give me a couple minutes to think about it," said Blade. And at that he went and conversed with his gang. Ten minutes later he came back. "I'll be there in three months , I have to settle things here first," said Blade.
"Understood," said Xavier, "would you like some one to pick you up?"
"No, just give the address to Dex before you leave," said Blade as he wheeled away.
End of chapter one.
Do you like it? I hope so. I'll be updating soon.
Blah-thoughts ^Blah^-Telepathy "Blah"-Talking
VIKTOR WITH A K
A boy with bright red hair wearing a pair of baggy, worn, and ripped pants and a red T-shirt stood out in the rain along with about 15 other people. Without warning another group of people walked up, weapons drawn. "Hey Mark, how are you. I mean just last week you shot your best friend," said the boy.
"Shut-up Blade, you know it was an accident."
"That still doesn't change the fact that Shadow is laying back at the warehouse dying. And it's all your fault."
"I SAID SHUT-UP YOU MUTIE FREAK!" Mark yelled.
"You know what Mark," said Blade, "I'm tired of talking to you, now get out of here before we have to make you."
"That sounds like a challenge," said Mark.
"That's cause it is, now let's fight." With a swift movement Blade pulled out two daggers. His teammates did the same, pulling out everything from knives to bike chains. With a yell Blade and Mark charged at each other, their friends following. Mark lunged at Blade, his knife being caught by one of Blade's daggers. Blade tried to stab him but Mark dodged it. After about 10 minutes of parried attacks Blade decided to try something new. He ran back and sheathed his weapons.
"Hey you chicken," Mark yelled, "where you going." Just as he said that Blade turned around and started running at him full speed. Mark stood there ready to block any attack given. Then without warning Blade dropped down and slid under Mark's legs feet first. As he slid under he grabbed Mark's legs causing him to fall. Blade then hopped up, relieved that the road was wet enough to do perform that stunt. He jumped on top of Mark pressing his dagger to the back of Mark's neck.
"Ya, give up or do you have a death wish," said Blade. He then felt a fist connect with his face and a knife in his stomach. He yelled out in pain. As he fell to the ground he sliced his opponent with his dagger. A dark skinned boy ran over to him and cracked the nose of Blade's attacker.
"Blade, are you OK!?" the boy said.
"Dex, that you?" said Blade and then everything went black. ~Dream/flashback~
Mark is holding a gun. "THAT'S IT, EITHER YOU GUYS SURRENDER OR I'LL BLOW ALL YOUR BRAINS OUT!"
"Well then you better just blow our brains out cause we ain't surrendering." The voice came from a tall kid with dark brown hair.
"Fine, if that's what you want then here you go." At that Mark pulled the trigger and a bullet plowed into the kid's shoulder.
"SHADOW!" shouted Blade. Rage consumed him and he felt a searing pain in his head and burning in his hands. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed. His hands where engulfed in flames and fire was shooting everywhere. It was coming out of his hands...No, I must be hallucinating!he thought to himself. But he wasn't and the pain would not cease. Soon fire consumed the street and he blacked out.
~End Dream~ Blade woke with a start. He was back in the gang's headquarters/home, an old abandoned warehouse. "Oh good your up," said Dex, "I'll go get Alex."
"Wait!" Blade yelled after him, "What happened?"
"You don't remember?" Dex inquired.
"I mean did we win?" said Blade
"But of course," said Dex smugly, "We always do." And with that he walked over to a blond haired kid standing in the corner and whispered something to him. The kid made his way over to Blade stepping around a couple kids with various different wounds. They were all laying on mattress' on the floor.
"Hey, Blade," the boy said, "How ya feeling?"
"Like crap Alex, like crap."
"Well I suppose you would after getting stabbed in the stomach. Good thing it was a shallow wound." Alex said.
"How long was I out for?" asked Blade.
"I'd say...about 3 days," said Alex, "Well at least it gave you time to recover."
"I dreamed about last week again," said Blade.
"You did? Well it was a pretty scary day, I mean one minute your standing there and the next minute your hair turns bright red, and your shootin' fire everywhere, and your eyes man, they were such a bright red it was like staring into pure rage," Alex said as he examined Blade's wound. Alex had read every medical book he could get his hand's on and was the gang's resident doctor while Dex was a technical genius. He had actually made a computer out of scratch and managed to hook them up with free internet access. Blade's gang was made up of a bunch of kids who lived on the streets. They were called the Bladerunners and Blade was their leader. They were pretty well known especially for their expertise in thevery. "Well, it looks like your going to be OK," he said, "Just try to avoid getting stabbed for at least one week. Just one week is that so much to ask?" Alex mumbled as he walked off. Suddenly there was yelling and what sounded like fighting outside.
"Slice!" Blade yelled to a girl in the corner, "quick go see what happened!" Slice grabbed a knife out of her belt and ran outside. After three minutes of her not returning Blade was getting nervous. Slice was one of his best fighters, she should have been able to take out whoever was outside. Blade decided to check things out. Alex, who had known him for years, knew exactly what he was thinking so he brought over a wheelchair. Blade sat on it and went to go check out what had happened along with his friends Fang and Kwan. He wheeled himself outside and saw Slice, along with Blade's two guards Mac and Haunt struggling against two people, a girl with red hair and an old man in a wheel chair. Blade summoned his powers and shot a stream of fire at the red head knocking her down. "Who the heck are you people and what are you doing here!" Blade yelled.
"I am Proffesor Charles Xavier and I've come to talk to you about your powers," the man said.
"Fang, Kwan," Blade said, "bring these guys inside, and Slice do me a favor and help Mac and Haunt keep guard for a while." Slice nodded her agreement and walked away. The proffesor followed Fang and Kwan inside as did the red head. "So what do you know about my powers?" Blade asked when they were inside.
"Well Viktor, I run a school, a school for people like you with special gifts," said the proffesor.
"Basically what your saying is that you run a school for mutants," Blade said, "and how do you know my name?"
"I am a telepath Viktor, which means that I can read minds," said Xavier, "I also have a machine that detects mutants."
"So what do you want from me?" Blade asked.
"I want to offer you a chance to develop your powers, learn to control them," said the professor.
"And how can you do that?"
"Well, at my school I teach my students to control their powers through training exercises and things like that," said the professor.
"You want me to join your school?"
"Yes, I do," said the professor.
"Give me a couple minutes to think about it," said Blade. And at that he went and conversed with his gang. Ten minutes later he came back. "I'll be there in three months , I have to settle things here first," said Blade.
"Understood," said Xavier, "would you like some one to pick you up?"
"No, just give the address to Dex before you leave," said Blade as he wheeled away.
End of chapter one.
Do you like it? I hope so. I'll be updating soon.