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Where to Begin?
Chapter 1
By Gabriel Lopez
Zackary awoke on the floor in a strange room next to a fireplace. He could hear the fire crackle and notced there was an animal skin draped over the entrance. After adjusting himself to a sitting position, he also saw several masks, and a mirror decorating another wall. Getting up Zack approached the masks they all looked unique but one in particular caught his attention. It was blue with white trim and reminded him of something he would find in china town, while the others looked more like the Anbu masks he saw in Naruto. Picking up the strange blue mask Zack placed it over his head and gazed into the mirror.
"ONLY ONE MAN HAS THE BALLS TO TAKE ON JOHN MORISON, ONLY ONE MAN HAS THE BALLS TO ENTER THE RING" Zack then got into a superhero pose , the mask was dark and you could no longer make out the features of his face the mask had a white nose and a crown, the face was drawn into a menacing snarl "AND THAT MAN IS THE BLUE SPIRIT! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Zack then performed a series of karate moves that had no place outside of a kung fu movie… a really bad and laughable kung fu movie. Zack turned around and "AHHH!"
"it is good to see you are awake." Batto smiled as Zack quickly took off the mask
"Dude! Don't sneak up on people like that. You'll give them a heart attack!"
"My name is Batto of the water tribe, would you care to explain why you wandering in the forbidden lands of Arandomlo Cation"
Zack had to think quick this guy looked like he could break him in half "um, I was fishing?"
"are you a spy for the fire nation?" Batto asked, a look of dead seriousness on his face. The strange boy did look as though he were from the fire nation, pale skin, brown hair, but his clothes were unlike anything he had seen before, the materials were more durable and the child carried with him an assortment of books written in the dead language of the ancients…where had this boy come from.
"Fire nation? Is that a new band or something?" Zack asked
"where are you from?" Batto asked
"El Dorado." Zack replied. Being a sailor Batto had heard legends of the city made entirely of gold but had dismissed them as simply legends…
"forgive me, I mistook you for a member of the fire nation. We are at war. Is there anything you could tell me about yourself? "
"ok," Zack had no idea what this crazy person was talking about. " the name is Prince, Zackary Prince, I'm 16yrs. old I live in El Dorado California , and the last thing I remember was a glowing vortex thingy and then I was transported to Alaska.
"California? Alaska?" Bato asked, his curiosity peaked
"you've gotta' be kidding me, Who doesn't know where California is? Even people from the Philipines know where California is! "
"Forgive me Prince, but I am unfamiliar with your kingdom."
"look, in my backpack I have a geography textbook. I can show you."
After retrieving the boy's satchel Zack pulled out a text book, after flipping through the pages he showed Batto a map of the United States, and a world map. This confused Batto because he had never seen a map as detailed and as colorful as this. He showed Zachary his own maps, ones he had purchased from some of the greatest cartographers of the earth and water kingdoms… strangely the boy seemed equally impressed with his maps as well. After an hour of contemplation Zack's tummy growled and the two of them decided to take a break for dinner.
"…and we have theses places called Wal-Mart where you can get a jar of pickles This BIG! " Zack opened his hands wide "Have you ever had pickles, their delicious and they go with everything! Burgers, and pizza, and um…well their really good." Zack then scarfed down everything in the bowl, with out even asking about the ingredients.