"But, Mom..." I whined. Our (or my mom's) Range Rover pulled into the drive-way. Ahead lay my worst fear…

"Hmph. I don't wanna go to school!"

"But, honey, think about it; some of your old friends will go to this high school, and it will give you a chance to make lots of new ones- wait! On second thought, lots of your old friends will come here! It's closest to town, and it's big!" My mom tried to convince me. As if I was going to stand for that.

"So?"

Boom. I had talked back to my mom, and she wasn't going to stand for that.

"Aldrich! You are going to your new school, and you will like it!" My mom's patience had run dry, and she practically pushed me out. She took a deep breath, and calmed down. "Ok, I'll pick you up here at 3:00, ok?

"Yes, mom."

"And ask your teacher about the lunch program."

"Yes, mom."

"Be good…"

"Yes…"

"And will you get in trouble?"

"Yes, mo- I mean, no mom!"

"That's a good boy!" She called as she sped away in her 2012 Range Rover…

Before I start, I should clear up a few things. Yes, my name is Aldrich. No, my mom wasn't drunk. Yes, today is September 22, 2012, one week after my old school, Artesia Elementary/Middle School burned down (although it's supposed to be Middle school, good-old AEMS also had a ninth grade. Go figure. My mom was probably right about most of my friends going here to "Toride City Municipal High School" I still liked my old school. And, in case your wondering where this adventure begins, this is beautiful Toride Island, located… out in the middle of the ocean, the "world's most industrialized island, a few (hundred) miles west of Tokyo, Japan. Despite it being a US territory. Despite its high Hispanic and British (?) populations, looking for betterment (my mom one of them) (Hispanic I mean) (Not that the British aren't cool) (we get BBC instead of CNN) (Although-

"Hey! What are you- wait, Ald?

Yes, my friends call me Ald. Yes, I like it. Wait a minute-

"Hey!" I called out. Standing there, white hair flowing in the breeze, was my best friend, Rick. I ran up to him. "God, I was wondering when you'd show up!"

"Hey, can't you look for me? I've been standing inside forever!"

"How long is forever?

"Only a few years younger than our home-room teacher; His name is Mr. Brown. I swear he looks a hundred-thirty years old!"

At around that time kids were milling around the entrance. They had that "noob" look on their face, so I assumed they were new here. Then, I saw someone I thought I'd never see. She was wearing her hair in a pony tail, and had her trademark glasses.

"Dang. That fat kid blocked her view of you." Rick complained.

"Come on! You bugged me all year long last year. She said yes when I asked her to the end of the year dance. Now drop it."

"So? Asuka said yes, and she had a great time."

"Whatever. I've known her as long as I've known you. We're just friends."

No sooner than I said those words, "the fat kid" moved, and she had a clear shot of me. "Why" I asked God, who chose not to pick up the phone.

"I'll leave you two alone." With that, Rick left.

"Hey, I'll-!" I tried to call as she walked out next to me.

"What's wrong? Afraid I'll kill you at soccer, like last year?"

"Only because I tripped that guy!" I retorted.

"Yeah, Twice!" She informed me.

"Whatever" I sighed, defeated.

"Wow, new school, huh?"

"Yeah…" I looked up at the austere building.

"Not for you! You'll slack off like always!" She practically screamed.

"Well not if you warn them!" Then, the bell rang.

"Well, here's to a new adventure…"

No kidding…

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The taxi pulled up into the alley.

"You sure this is it, buddy?", the driver asked, the heavy Afgani accent evident. "This place is dangerous, you know. East L.A., you know…"

"I'm fine," the man in a black cloak said. His red hair was spiked, and looked… like fire. "I'm from around here."

"Hey, you want me to wait up for you?"

"Thanks, but no thanks. The name's Axel, and I know this place…"

The man's eyes widened. Either he was untouchable, or… he decided not think about it, instead asking God to protect the (hopefully) innocent man.

"You alright, Dawg?" Axel looked to his right. There stood a big man, 6' 4" maybe, African-American. Easily a gangster. His accomplices stepped out behind dumpsters. "Oh, thought you were a Shark. Our enemies. Enemies of the Jets.

"Sharks? Jets? You sound like some bad musical gang."

The mans expersion turned icy. "What? Do you think you're untouchable, you"-

He never finished. He caught on fire as Axel made a fist. "Yes, I do."

"SLIT! The others screamed. The leader fell, passed out.

Axel kneeled and raided the man 'till he got his prize: a Motorola VIZR-2, newest model. He called 911 and hung up after eight seconds. They would trace it and find the unconscious man.

"Aww… how sweet. But wait, is Axel going soft?" A voice asked in mock confusion. Xigbar stepped out of a door.

"Yes… maybe I should finish what I started…" an eerily calm man with and X-shaped scar and purple hair followed Xigbar.

"More unnecessary violence, Saix?" asked Axle.

"Yes." Saix replied, emotionlessly.

"Axel, set him afire."

"WHAT?!?" Axel yelled.

"Do it." With a pang of remorse, Axel complied.

"Coward" Saix stated

"Calm down boys. It's us four, so we should get along." Xigbar said

"Four?" wondered Saix.

"Oh, I should explain. While on Radiant Garden, I found the most amazing little girl…

One final person stepped out the door in the wall. A girl with dull pink hair, which fell down her back and shoulders in layers.

"I'd like you two to meet Roxan. She is Marluxia's daughter, and she's considering killing you both. Or joining the Reorganization. Either one.

Saix apparently had better things to do, 'cause he warped out of there. Roxan went inside, satisfied with her "performance".

"Good night, Axel. Get rid of that mercy." Xigbar told him as he walk inside.

Axel walked back to the man. He put out the clothes he had lit. the man was wearing boxers, but he was fine. "You got of easy…" Axel informed the man, who was coming to. Axel warped as the cops arrived.

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Near Pluto, En route to Earth

//Are we there yet?/ The frail looking entity asked in its almost subliminal voice (if it could be called that; there was no sound), as he gazed upon a planet Humans called "Pluto".

"Nearly, Exalted One; two more days…"The captain of the ship was annoyed, but wouldn't let the Highest floating before him know that…

//Good. Make land fall here on this demoted ice ball, make a base, and christen it "High base of Chaos And Order", after myself…/

The Endless leader, Chaos And Order, fell asleep. The captain stopped the flagship, ready to dock.

If only he had picked something closer to light… the captain thought…

Far away, the New Horizons probe, launched by NASA, arrived near Pluto three years early due to a grav-boost. Its camera saw a 2 dimensional craft, made entirely out of light, "dock" with the planet. It was the first warning. It was the last.