This chapter shows a little more 'M' rating. But just a little. Just so you know before you get into it. I don't want someone who doesn't like swearing to get offended so I'm telling you now.

This chapter contains:

Mild-Strong Language

Keep in mind. He's 18 years old.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. I don't own The Food Network.

Chapter 2.

BOOM.

All of a sudden, it started raining. I mean, RAINING. It went from like a sunny day, a nice warm day, too a horrible, dark, rainy, day, with thunder and lightning coming with it. I had never seen anything like it. Normally with lightning I'd turn off my computer, however, I had mail. I haven't gotten any email at all for I think a year, except for a few emails from Mom and Cody. So I expected it to be from Cody. Or maybe a funny picture Mom found and was forwarding it to me. However, I was wrong.

From: rainstorm

Odd. No 'at-whatver?'? How is that possible? Is this a joke? How is it that a huge rainstorm started right as I got an email from a 'Rainstorm.' I'm not gonna act like I wasn't afraid. I was TERRIFIED. How did this person get my e-mail address? Why did the storm start right as I got this email? And who, I ask, WHO the hell is this. Scared, I opened the email.

Dear Zachary Martin,

I have e-mailed you something that will change your life. I will not say why, I will not say who I am, I will not say how I know you.

Okayyy... freaky.

I will say that I can assure you we will meet in person. Eventually. I am sure you will not enjoy your life for a while. However, I don't give a damn. Your life will be miserable, terrifying, and will most likely annoy you to death. However, I can only hope. Yes, I want you to die.

I stumbled back, rolling back in my desk chair. I didn't want to read more. I was breathing heavily. 'Yes, I want you to die... I want you to die...' That kept running through my head. I couldn't believe it. Who wants me dead? I pondered on it for awhile. My room kept getting quieter...and quiter... Silence.

"ZACK!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I screamed and fell over in my chair. Ow.

"DINNER!"

I got up. "Shit." I said under my breath. It was just my mom. I went downstairs, panting.

"Are you okay, honey? You're breathing rather quickly."

"I'm fine, you just, uh, startled me is all." I smiled weakly and walked past her to the table.

"Okayy."

We began to eat in silence. I couldn't get that one sentence out of my head. 'Yes, I want you to die...'

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Do you know anyone with an email address of... Rainstorm?" Mom thought for awhile.

" Rainstorm? I don't... think so... Nope. Why?" I was afraid she'd ask that. I better think up a good lie...

"I dunno, I was just thinking about maybe making a new email address and I wondered if you knew anyone with that name already." Geez, what a lame lie. Mom was staring at me oddly.

"Okayy."

"So how was your day, Mom?" I asked, quickly trying to change the subject.

"It was okay, did some cleaning... watched the Food Network for awhile... took a nap..."

"Cool."

"What about you?"

"I was at the park pretty much all day."

"Again? What the heck do you do all day there?" I chuckled.

"I sit. In the grass."

"You're so different."

"What?"

"Five years ago, you were a small, wild, hyper little kid. Now you're a calm, mature adult."

"Um... thanks?" Mom laughed.

"I'm gonna go upstairs."

"Okay sweetie."

I went upstairs and sat on the bed, looking at my computer. Do I dare read the rest of that email? 'Yes...I want you to die.' If he knows my email address, what else does he know? Does he know where I live? Okay, I may as well read the rest of the email, see if he explains anything else.

I know your deepest desires. I know you want a life of excitement, of adventure. You're sick of this boring, uneventful world you live in. You want to be free. You want to live like the people back in medieval times. You want to fight enemies with a sword, a shield, a bow, an arrow. You want, a new life.

One tear fell down my cheek. I don't know why. Part of me is scared out of my wits, the other part is interested as to how he knew that. 'You want, a new life... Yes, I want you to die...'

I, can give you, that new life.

Hehe, there's another cliffhanger for ya all. I like to end with a huge cliffhanger.

Here is some shout-outs to all the wonderful people with big hearts and a kind hand, those beautiful people, those people who reviewed. Hehe. Well, I only have reviewer for now...

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