Hello all, midnightrebellion86 here.

Like I mentioned in my opening A/N, there will be some additions and changes to things. Therefore, things will NOT be starting off with Max's tornado vision.

This will be written as if I'm playing the game.

Bold Underline = Critical Decision

Bold Italics = Conversation/Non Critical Decision

Regular Text = Dialogue and narration

Italics = Thought dialogue

Life is Strange: Deluxe

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Normal Mode (Hold left mouse button and drag north)

Deluxe Mode (Hold left mouse button and drag south)

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Play as Max Caulfield (Drag mouse to the west)

Play as Chloe Price (Drag mouse to the east)

Multi-Perspective (Drag mouse to the north)

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Episode 0: Setting Things in Motion

Thursday, October 3rd, 2013

Chloe's POV:

My printer was humming as several duplicate pages with the same content came out. I had Piano Fire playing in the background as I was waiting impatiently for them to be done printing. I got up from my computer chair and made my way over to one of my many messy dressers and opened one of the dresser drawers.

I pulled out a picture that was taken of me from over five years ago. The picture had me with strawberry blonde hair wearing a pirate costume. The girl standing next to me was also dressed up as a pirate. Before I knew it, I felt anger come to me as I looked at the picture. I clanged my right fist in anger and threw the picture across the room as I started to breathe heavily out of anger.

"You leave me for five fucking years and not one fucking text or phone call when you move back!" My voice was raising as the thought of abandonment was now present.

I went into my pocket and pulled out my lighter and a pack of cigarettes. I pulled one of the cigarettes out before putting one end into my mouth before lighting the other end. I tossed the cigarettes onto my bed before taking a long drag of the cigarette. I removed the cigarette as I exhaled. The smoke filled the room as I began to calm down. I took several more drags as the music continued to play in the background. Once I was done with the cigarette, I went to the ashtray and put the cigarette out.

I walked over to the picture that I threw out of anger just a few minutes earlier. I put it back where I got it from and shut the drawer.

The printer finally stopped and I took a deep breath. I shut my radio off and put the CD back where I got it. I then took the picture out and took a look at it.

The picture was me with my current blue hair and beanie and next to my picture was that of a girl with dirty blonde hair. 'Oh Rachael, where the fuck can you be?' I thought to myself. 'Wherever you are, I will find you.'

I made my way over to my printer and grabbed the many missing posters I had just printed out. I looked them over to make sure I had all of Rachael's details written correctly before placing them onto my bed. I then grabbed my phone to check the time. 'Good, still enough time to head over to Blackwell and hang these before classes start letting out,' I thought to myself. 'Somebody there has to know something.'

I put my shoes on and put on my black leather jacket to cover the tattoo on my right arm. Just when I was about to leave my room, I was distracted by pounding at my room door.

"Chloe, open this door right now, that's an order!" came a gruff male's voice from the other side.

I clenched my fists in anger and gritted my teeth. 'Oh great, my Step-Douche, Blackwell's rent-a-pig.'

The door handle turned and the door opened. My Step-Fucker barged into my room still dressed in his security uniform. He had a scowl on his face and glared at me. "Chloe, when I give you an order, I expect you to show me respect," he said in a demanding tone. "Do you hear me, solider?"

I was so pissed off at this point. I didn't know what to say to him.

"You're not my father," (Move mouse to the west)

"Calm down and eat some donuts, pig," (Move mouse to the east)

I finally figured out what to say to him after glancing over at the stack of missing person posters that were just printed out.

"Would you just calm down and go eat some donuts, pig," I said in a snarky tone. "Get the fuck out of my room, asshole."

David Madson's face wrinkled up and turned red with anger. "You show me some respect, Chloe!" he demanded as he stepped forward and got right in my face. He looked over at the Rachel Amber missing person posters just printed out. "Oh, how cute. You're going to go give this town an eyesore with that loser of a girl? All she did was bring you down, Chloe. Hell, all those people at Blackwell bring you down. It's no wonder you got kicked out of there."

"Why don't you just get the fuck out of my face, you last-rate rent-a-pig!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

David reeled his right hand back and slapped me really hard across the face, leaving a red mark. David now had a look of shock on his face. He slowly left the room and shut the door without saying another word.

My mouth started quivering as tears were now threatening to come to my eyes. I took several deep breaths and I was able to fight off the tears. I grabbed the keys to my rusty old truck before gathering up the rest of my shit. I elected to leave out the window because I didn't want to see Step-Dildo's face right now.

I pulled into the parking lot of Blackwell. I turn the keys and shut the truck off before grabbing the fliers and getting out of my truck. No one was around, which meant that class was still going on. I decided to hang the first flier in the parking lot. After doing that, I decided to head towards the main school building where the classes were being held at.

As I was heading there, my mind was elsewhere. 'Maybe I should wait until sh-no, she left me. She can contact me.' I thought to myself as I continued walking. As I was walking and not paying full attention to where I was going, I bumped into someone.

"Ow," came a female's voice.

I was jolted out of my own little world when I saw a girl around my age with dirty blonde hair tied in a bun and hazel eyes. She was wearing a dark colored jacket over a white dress shirt, a cross necklace, gray skirt and white tennis shoes. I then realized that I had dropped a few of the fliers when I ran into her.

There was one part of me that wanted to snap at her, but the other part of me knew that it wasn't her fault that I dropped the fliers.

Be rude to the girl. (Drag mouse to the west)

Apologize and help her up. (Drag mouse to the east)

I took a deep breath and after a brief awkward moment of silence, I decided to do the latter.

I reached out my hand to the girl. "Hey, sorry about that," I chuckled. "I was deep in thought and wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

The girl smiled at me and took my hand as I helped her to her feet. She dusted a few blades of loose grass off of her skirt. "It's okay, ma'am," she said in a kind tone. "I've made that mistake plenty of times."

The girl saw that the fliers were starting to get blown away by the wind.

"Here, let me get those for you," the girl said as she ran and retrieved the fliers before they could get far. "Here you go, ma'am."

I couldn't help but smile at how polite this girl was, but I was annoyed, but in a more fun way so to speak. "Hey, thanks," I said gratefully. "And call me Chloe. I hate being called ma'am. It makes me feel like some authority figure."

The girl giggled at me. "Nice to meet you, Chloe," she said. "I'm Kate Marsh. Mind if I help you put up these fliers? I don't have class for another forty five minutes, and I like to help people."

I couldn't help but feel grateful for Kate. "Well, I could use the company, to be honest," I said. "Where do you want to start?"

"We're closer to the main school building now, so we can start there then finish up at the dorms," Kate suggested.

"Sounds good to me," I replied.

With that, me and Kate proceeded to the main building and began putting posters up.

All the missing person posters were now put up and I was now standing next to my rusty truck with Kate Marsh.

"Thanks for helping me put up all those posters, Kate," I said gratefully. "It's been one fucking stressful day."

Kate flinched when I swore. I quickly forgot that Kate was a Christian and that I had to really watch my mouth around her.

"Sorry, Kate," I laughed.

"It's fine, Chloe," Kate laughed. "I may be a Christian, but even I slip up once in awhile. About a week and a half ago, I was doing community service for the Meals on Wheels program and I dropped a tray that had hot soup filled to the brim when I took it off the trolley cart. I dropped the biggest f-bomb."

I couldn't help but laugh at this.

"Kate, you're hella funny and really cool," I said before taking out a pen and paper and writing something down. "Here's my number."

Kate took the number and emulated what I did. Once the number exchange was done, the bell rang.

"Hey, it was nice meeting you and talking to you," Kate smiled. "I better get to my photography class now. I usually help the teacher in class and don't want to be late. You have a blessed day, Chloe."

Kate waved one last time before heading back towards the school. I waved back one more time before getting back into my beat up truck to head back to my Home Shit Home.

That's it for this little prologue.

No, this story will not be completely from Chloe's point of view. I wrote this because at the end of Episode 1 in the games, Chloe mentions that she knows Kate Marsh and says that she's cool. The creators of the game never mention how the two actually meet.

I skipped passed them talking and putting fliers up because remember, Chloe does have abandonment and trust issues, which would mean lots of awkward moments of silence. Also, Kate is pretty shy as well.

Next chapter will be the actual start to Episode 1.

Bye for now.