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Chapter 1: The Calling
The sound of an alarm clock was ringing for ten minutes before he turned it off. The blond looked at it, it read: 7:25. "Damn! I'm going to be late!" Rock exclaimed. He then fell out of bed.
His best friend Terry heard the loud thump. "He's awake." He told himself then gave a sigh. "He does this every morning."
Back with Rock, he was getting ready quickly because he was in a hurry. His wardrobe was simple a black shirt, black pants, and a black belt. See simple. He walked himself to the bathroom. He was then looking in the mirror. But all he did was put a little gel in hand, then stroked it through his smooth blond hair. "Hey Terry." he said as he walked into the living room. Sitting in the living room was his jacket and his gloves (Which were also black).
"Sup kid." Terry said to Rock.
He put his black gloves and his red and white jacket that went down about half way down his waist. The jacket had a symbol on the back. It consisted of a white star and black wings. After putting on his jacket Rock grabbed his blue backpack, a black helmet with a falcon design, and slid some money and keys into his pocket. "Later." He said and walked out of the house.
He walked up to a black motorcycle with a kind of red armor. He put his helmet on. His helmet covered his whole head except for his eyes. Rock then got on his motorcycle. He reved up about three times before he quickly left.
Rock lives three miles away from school. When he got there a guy was waiting for him. "Hey! Bogard!" the senor called for him.
"What do you want...McKnight." Rock got in his face. "It's Rock Bogard vs. Kyle McKnight!" some kid called. Kyle first threw a punch, Rock quickly dodged. Kyle then threw a punch with his left hand, and the result was the same. Rock got tired of dodging so he threw a punch, it connected. Kyle was getting mad so he started to throw a fury of punches.
A teacher noticed the crowd of students. He navigated his way through the crowd and only saw Kyle throwing punches. "Hey! Break it up!" the teacher shouted at the two boys. "McKnight this is your 11th fight this week." The teacher turned towards Rock "You OK?"
"Yeah... I guess so." Rock responded while rubbing his arm.
"What a jerk." Rock's best friend was waiting for him.
"What do you want Cole?"
"I'm just waiting for you. Now let's get to class." Cole started to walk, but what he didn't notice is that Rock was not following. "Dude, what's the hold up?"
"Just a sec." Rock was dazed by the girl walking by. She had long shiny brown hair, blue eyes, a pair of blue jeans, and a red short sleeved top.
Cole waved his hand in front of his possed best friend. "Hey. Hey! HEY ROCK ARE YOU IN THERE?"
Rock snapped back to reality. "Thanks lets go."
Cole and Rock came to a blue door with the numbers '206' on it. "I hate homeroom." Said Cole. Rock ignored him and walked in.
When he got in many conversations busted out. "Hey did you see the fight this morning?" one boy said.
"McKnight was going to kick the crap out of Bogard." Another said.
"You know what Cole, I agree I also hate homeroom." Said Rock listening in on the conversations.
"So Rock I heard you were number eleven for McKnight this week." Said a brown haired girl as Rock came to sit down.
"Then you heard correctly." Responded Rock in an angry tone of voice.
"What's wrong with him?" asked the girl.
"Well Kat he's just mad because HE was number eleven instead of some one else." Cole answered. Kat was short for Katharine. She had brown hair, green eyes, a green top, and black pants.
"So Rock our three month vacation is coming up, what you are going to be doing?" asked Kat
"I for one, am just going to hang around town." Interrupted Cole.
"I'm goin' to KOF." Rock finally responded. Cole tried to hold back his laugh. "Did I say something funny?"
"Dude, if you're going to lie at least make it a better one." Cole started to laugh. Rock was looking at him with anger.
"Cole, I don't think he was lying." Said Kat. Rock remained silent for the rest of the period. When it did end he immediately got out of the classroom.
He went to his locker to grab his history book when his hand started to glow. "Not now." He started to panic.
Cole was right next to him when he said that. "Huh?" Cole was puzzled. "Dude, who are you talking to and what do you mean 'Not now'?"
Rock looked to his left, then to his right. "Look." Rock showed Cole his glowing hand.
"Why are you doing that here?"
"My powers have minds of there own."
"You can't control them."
"It's not that I can't control them, it's that I don't have complete control."
"Uhhhh...OK whatever."
Rock went through his day like usual: History, Science, P.E., English, lunch, Woodshop, and last math. It all seemed boring to him. As he walked out of the building, a strange man caught his eye. He had purple hair and a look on his face as if he was ready to kill Rock. As Rock gazed at this man, a voice came in his head. "I'm drawing closer."
Rock instantly stopped and started to panic. "Huh? Who's there?"
"I want your power." When Rock turned to face the guy, he was gone, and the voice slowly faded away from his mind.
"How weird." He told himself and tried to forget about it. As Rock walked to his motorcycle, he couldn't forget about the demonic voice.
On his way to work the demonic voice came again. "I want your power. I want it. I'm drawing closer." Rock was now scared by the voice and was not paying any attention to the road. Therefore, he didn't realize that he was heading for a large semi-truck. The truck blew its horn. Rock finally paid attention and quickly dodged. He crashed in the process.
Mai was coming out of the coffee shop when she saw an ambulance drive by. Mai was always curious about things so, she quickly followed it. When it finally stopped, what she saw is what she didn't expect. She gazed at the boy in the medical bed, when she realized it was Rock. "Rock!"
"You know this boy miss." The medic started to talk to her.
"Yeah." Mai responded, as they put Rock in the ambulance. "Please take good care of him." She said. Then she watched the ambulance drive off.
At the hospital Andy and Mai ran through the halls looking for Rock's room. When they did, they saw his head wrapped his bandages and his arm in a sling. In a chair next to his bed lied his jacket. It had spots of blood of where the white was and the smell of blood.
Andy and Mai gazed at Rock when a doctor walked in. "What are his injuries?" asked Andy
"Twisted ankle, broken arm, and mild concussion."
"Is that it?" asked Mai just to be sure.
"That's all."
What Andy and Mai didn't realize is that Rock opened his eyes. All Rock saw was a bright light. "Am I dead?" he asked.
"No you're not and we're glad." Andy responded.
"I called your father." Mai continued
"Huh?"
"Err... Terry. I called Terry."
"Is he on his way." Asked Rock
"Yeah."
Rock rose from his bed and looked at his jacket. "IS THAT MY JACKET COVERED IN BLOOD!!!" He shouted.
"He going to be just fine." A voice came from behind.
Andy and Mai looked behind them. It was Terry standing in the doorway. "Thanks for calling me Mai."
"No prob." Mai responded.
"Well I know I'm fine but what about my motorcycle?" interrupted Rock.
"The only thing she got was a few scratches on her side." Responded Terry.
"Well then let's get out of here." Said Rock struggling to get up.
"Well then you're going to need this." Said Terry handing Rock a crutch.
They left the hospital, and headed home. When they got home, Rock immediately went to his room. He lied on his bed thinking about the demonic voice.
R&R people I tell you now up dates will be SLOW.
Chapter 1: The Calling
The sound of an alarm clock was ringing for ten minutes before he turned it off. The blond looked at it, it read: 7:25. "Damn! I'm going to be late!" Rock exclaimed. He then fell out of bed.
His best friend Terry heard the loud thump. "He's awake." He told himself then gave a sigh. "He does this every morning."
Back with Rock, he was getting ready quickly because he was in a hurry. His wardrobe was simple a black shirt, black pants, and a black belt. See simple. He walked himself to the bathroom. He was then looking in the mirror. But all he did was put a little gel in hand, then stroked it through his smooth blond hair. "Hey Terry." he said as he walked into the living room. Sitting in the living room was his jacket and his gloves (Which were also black).
"Sup kid." Terry said to Rock.
He put his black gloves and his red and white jacket that went down about half way down his waist. The jacket had a symbol on the back. It consisted of a white star and black wings. After putting on his jacket Rock grabbed his blue backpack, a black helmet with a falcon design, and slid some money and keys into his pocket. "Later." He said and walked out of the house.
He walked up to a black motorcycle with a kind of red armor. He put his helmet on. His helmet covered his whole head except for his eyes. Rock then got on his motorcycle. He reved up about three times before he quickly left.
Rock lives three miles away from school. When he got there a guy was waiting for him. "Hey! Bogard!" the senor called for him.
"What do you want...McKnight." Rock got in his face. "It's Rock Bogard vs. Kyle McKnight!" some kid called. Kyle first threw a punch, Rock quickly dodged. Kyle then threw a punch with his left hand, and the result was the same. Rock got tired of dodging so he threw a punch, it connected. Kyle was getting mad so he started to throw a fury of punches.
A teacher noticed the crowd of students. He navigated his way through the crowd and only saw Kyle throwing punches. "Hey! Break it up!" the teacher shouted at the two boys. "McKnight this is your 11th fight this week." The teacher turned towards Rock "You OK?"
"Yeah... I guess so." Rock responded while rubbing his arm.
"What a jerk." Rock's best friend was waiting for him.
"What do you want Cole?"
"I'm just waiting for you. Now let's get to class." Cole started to walk, but what he didn't notice is that Rock was not following. "Dude, what's the hold up?"
"Just a sec." Rock was dazed by the girl walking by. She had long shiny brown hair, blue eyes, a pair of blue jeans, and a red short sleeved top.
Cole waved his hand in front of his possed best friend. "Hey. Hey! HEY ROCK ARE YOU IN THERE?"
Rock snapped back to reality. "Thanks lets go."
Cole and Rock came to a blue door with the numbers '206' on it. "I hate homeroom." Said Cole. Rock ignored him and walked in.
When he got in many conversations busted out. "Hey did you see the fight this morning?" one boy said.
"McKnight was going to kick the crap out of Bogard." Another said.
"You know what Cole, I agree I also hate homeroom." Said Rock listening in on the conversations.
"So Rock I heard you were number eleven for McKnight this week." Said a brown haired girl as Rock came to sit down.
"Then you heard correctly." Responded Rock in an angry tone of voice.
"What's wrong with him?" asked the girl.
"Well Kat he's just mad because HE was number eleven instead of some one else." Cole answered. Kat was short for Katharine. She had brown hair, green eyes, a green top, and black pants.
"So Rock our three month vacation is coming up, what you are going to be doing?" asked Kat
"I for one, am just going to hang around town." Interrupted Cole.
"I'm goin' to KOF." Rock finally responded. Cole tried to hold back his laugh. "Did I say something funny?"
"Dude, if you're going to lie at least make it a better one." Cole started to laugh. Rock was looking at him with anger.
"Cole, I don't think he was lying." Said Kat. Rock remained silent for the rest of the period. When it did end he immediately got out of the classroom.
He went to his locker to grab his history book when his hand started to glow. "Not now." He started to panic.
Cole was right next to him when he said that. "Huh?" Cole was puzzled. "Dude, who are you talking to and what do you mean 'Not now'?"
Rock looked to his left, then to his right. "Look." Rock showed Cole his glowing hand.
"Why are you doing that here?"
"My powers have minds of there own."
"You can't control them."
"It's not that I can't control them, it's that I don't have complete control."
"Uhhhh...OK whatever."
Rock went through his day like usual: History, Science, P.E., English, lunch, Woodshop, and last math. It all seemed boring to him. As he walked out of the building, a strange man caught his eye. He had purple hair and a look on his face as if he was ready to kill Rock. As Rock gazed at this man, a voice came in his head. "I'm drawing closer."
Rock instantly stopped and started to panic. "Huh? Who's there?"
"I want your power." When Rock turned to face the guy, he was gone, and the voice slowly faded away from his mind.
"How weird." He told himself and tried to forget about it. As Rock walked to his motorcycle, he couldn't forget about the demonic voice.
On his way to work the demonic voice came again. "I want your power. I want it. I'm drawing closer." Rock was now scared by the voice and was not paying any attention to the road. Therefore, he didn't realize that he was heading for a large semi-truck. The truck blew its horn. Rock finally paid attention and quickly dodged. He crashed in the process.
Mai was coming out of the coffee shop when she saw an ambulance drive by. Mai was always curious about things so, she quickly followed it. When it finally stopped, what she saw is what she didn't expect. She gazed at the boy in the medical bed, when she realized it was Rock. "Rock!"
"You know this boy miss." The medic started to talk to her.
"Yeah." Mai responded, as they put Rock in the ambulance. "Please take good care of him." She said. Then she watched the ambulance drive off.
At the hospital Andy and Mai ran through the halls looking for Rock's room. When they did, they saw his head wrapped his bandages and his arm in a sling. In a chair next to his bed lied his jacket. It had spots of blood of where the white was and the smell of blood.
Andy and Mai gazed at Rock when a doctor walked in. "What are his injuries?" asked Andy
"Twisted ankle, broken arm, and mild concussion."
"Is that it?" asked Mai just to be sure.
"That's all."
What Andy and Mai didn't realize is that Rock opened his eyes. All Rock saw was a bright light. "Am I dead?" he asked.
"No you're not and we're glad." Andy responded.
"I called your father." Mai continued
"Huh?"
"Err... Terry. I called Terry."
"Is he on his way." Asked Rock
"Yeah."
Rock rose from his bed and looked at his jacket. "IS THAT MY JACKET COVERED IN BLOOD!!!" He shouted.
"He going to be just fine." A voice came from behind.
Andy and Mai looked behind them. It was Terry standing in the doorway. "Thanks for calling me Mai."
"No prob." Mai responded.
"Well I know I'm fine but what about my motorcycle?" interrupted Rock.
"The only thing she got was a few scratches on her side." Responded Terry.
"Well then let's get out of here." Said Rock struggling to get up.
"Well then you're going to need this." Said Terry handing Rock a crutch.
They left the hospital, and headed home. When they got home, Rock immediately went to his room. He lied on his bed thinking about the demonic voice.
R&R people I tell you now up dates will be SLOW.