T0NE LINES BOOK ONE: GENESIS

by Infinite Vibrance

So you've found this book huh? Great. This is nice. If you're reading this you better find a place to hide. They already know you've found my story. Or well. My weapon against them, anyways. So here's my first piece of advice: Run. Now. And then when you're safe and sound you can open my book and we can get started.

3. You Are Dumped

You. Are. Dumped.

Let's backtrack to why I'm even risking my sanity writing this. Warning: I suck with words. English isn't my strong point. Hell, I haven't even touched a computer or a pencil and I'm 21.

I'm going to jump around a lot.

None of this will make sense; at all. But I'll try.

Hooray for effort, right?

My story starts out pretty cliche.

I had a best friend. We were both orphaned-well one of us assumed to be orphaned-and no one would give a damn about us. I mean, we lived in the Crypt.

The Crypt is, pretty much, a fancy word for Dump.

Marvel's Dump to be exact.

You see, Marvel's this humongous city with a humongous ego to match. They pride themselves on Human Innovation. People surrounded by that wall assume that they are the Alphas. And anyone outside the wall... well, they were scum.

So. Really. I'm scum in their eyes. For more reasons than one.

Humans throwing out other humans? Tch. Like you haven't heard that before, huh? Or maybe you're still innocent and you think this world is a perfect, beautiful, place. It's not.

If you defied Marvel; you were dumped.

If you spoke up against Marvel; you were dumped.

If you even looked at a high-ranking official in Marvel; You. Were. Dumped.

End of story.

How did I get here, then?

Well I was one of the lucky ones. I was never raised in Marvel. The first thing my baby blue eyes saw were the towering skyscrapers of trash and a hazy purple sky of the Crypt. No parents. No siblings. No beginning.

But I have an ending. I'll get to that later.

Now where was I... Oh right. My lovely childhood.

I'll get to that next chapter.