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Leon woke up before his mom could call up the stairs. Today wasn't just an ordinary day. Today was his thirteenth birthday. School was off today because the principal was superstitious, it being Friday the thirteenth. Leon hopped out of bed and into the steaming shower. When he was ready and dressed in his normal clothes he went downstairs where his mom had made him a birthday breakfast of eggs, sausage, bacon, ham, pancakes, and hashbrowns. He hungrily wolfed down his breakfast and prepared to ask his mom the biggest question on his mind. "Mom? Yes honey? Jimmy got these two tickets to a Linkin Park concert and-its ok you can go." His mom said with a smile. Leon felt a two-ton wait just lift from his head. "As long as you're home by ten. Mom, the concert starts at eight and ends at eleven. Then I guess you just can't go." His mom said flatly. Leon looked devastated. That weight was back but now it had doubled in size and a summo wrestler was sitting on his stomach. "Mom please, I have to go to this concert." He begged. "You can beg, plead, and whine but the answer will still be the same: No!" His mom said angrily. Leon glared at his mom but then the glare disappeared as a thought struck him. I'll just sneak out at seven and say I'm going to Jim's. He decided to get on his mom's good side so she would let him go to Jimmy's house. "You were right mom, I'm sorry." He said with a fake frown on his face. " It's ok, I would let you go but you have to get up early for the family reunion tomorrow. Ok mom, I understand." The truth was, Leon didn't understand. In fact, he did just the opposite. He decided that it was definitely worth it to sneak out. He went up to his room and turned on his ipod. He began to think of how he would ask his mom to go to Jimmy's house. At seven he was going to that concert whether his mom said he could or not.
Lucinda was standing by the window of the Dread Castle. She was contemplating how to secure the Dark Army's victory over the resistance. Hmmm, so much to do in so little time. The master had placed her in charge of the army and the resistance raids were getting worse. " Um, ex-excuse m-me m-mistress." Said a shaky voice. "What is it now Resa?" Lucinda said impatiently. Resa was her personal assistant and was very nervous to be around her. " Th-the four sq-squads are re-ready to mobilize m-mistress." She didn't have time for this. "Well tell them to wait I'm very busy!" She said angrily. "Yes mistress!" She said, then hurriedly left the room. Lucinda rubbed her temples. Such a waste of my valuable time! She thought angrily. It was nice of her to inform me of the army though. She thought with an evil, and amused smile on her face. "Resa got your tongue?" Said an amused voice. She felt a flash of hot anger run to her face. "Maxwell." She said with disdain in her voice. "What are you doing here?" She asked her voice thick with anger. " Oooooo, touchy touchy." He said with a smirk. "Shouldn't you be with your squardrent? I've been sent by the master to keep an eye on you. If you don't sort out this resistance problem soon, guess who your position goes too." He said with a menacing smile. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Fire danced on her fingers as her anger surged. "Don't worry that problem will be solved," She said so darkly that Maxwell winced. "You can be sure of that," Malice layering her voice.
Leon woke up to the sound of cats fighting in the New York alley. He sat up and blinked twice. He yawned and stretched out his arms. In a panic he glanced at the clock. Man I'm sure glad it's only 6:45. Wait 6:45! I'm gonna be late! He bolted down the stairs of his apartment and arrived downstairs in a matter of seconds. Panting, he asked his mom if he could go over to Jimmy's house. "Will you be home by ten?" She asked, a stern expression alighting her face. "Yes mom." He said rolling his eyes. She didn't seem to notice the sarcasm layering his voice. "Well have fun then." She said beaming at him. "Thanks mom." He said with a forced smile upon his face. "Love you." She called as he headed for the door. "Love you too. Wait, before you go promise me one thing. Yeah? Be good for me alright? I'll do my best." And on that note, he walked out the door with concert tickets and his house key in his pocket. He strolled along taking his time, all thoughts of being late vanished as if it were smoke in the wind. He was passing the local flower shop when it hit him. The infernal buzzing that plagued on occasion. It was like athousand bees in his ear, thrumming like that of a large drum. He couldn't take it anymore. It was lasting longer than usual. A scream of annoyance passed through his lips. He started running. He ran fast, faster than he had ever run before. He ran not noticing or caring about anything in his path. He didn't notice the silent figure that stalked behind him. It was Mr. Morino, a bemused smile playing on his lips. This should be easier than I thought. The boy doesn't know about his power, much less how to use it. I think I'll play with him a little. With that he disappeared in a puff of black smoke, his orthopedic glory and all.
Leon was out of breath standing at the corner of a Starbucks. I must have ran a mile at the least. He started walking. The buzzing wasn't gone but it had lessened in intensity to the point where he could ignore it. He felt a presence behind him but when he turned around there was nothing to be seen except for an old lady with her grandson feeding pigeons. He let out a sigh of relief and continued walking. Mr. Morino watched in amusement as his ruse fooled his prey. Leon glanced at his watch. It's five after seven. I really should stop taking so much time in getting from one place to another. He walked another five paces when he started to here his mother's voice inside his head. He stopped and looked around him in puzzlement. Finding nothing he took another few steps. This time the voice came back stronger, bringing with it a sharp, unbearable pain. He clutched his head in agony. He fell to the ground, writhing in pain. Then it stopped and he heard the voice again softer this time but still overwhelming. "What do you want!?" He cried out to no one. The voice and all the noises around him stopped abruptly. I must really be losing it. He thought miserably. He continued on trying to forget what had just occurred. He wanted to get off the streets and to the concert hall. He took a shortcut through a dark, foreboding alleyway. All was still except the rustling of leaves in the light, cool breeze. The aroma of death and decay washed over him like a deadly cloud looking for it's next victim. He started forward and before his other raised from the ground, Mr. Morino walked out of the shadows of the alley with his usual lab coat, khaki pants, and orthopedic shoes. Leon was too stunned to move at the sight of his math teacher walking toward him. Mr. Morino stopped ten feet in front of him. "Mr. Morino?" Leon asked in astonishment. At this Mr. Morino's menacing smile widened. "I've been keeping my eye on you for a great deal of time Mr. Parry." He said coldly. He took a step toward Leon and his clothes melted into a black cloak and dark camo pants. His shoes turned black with silver spikes projecting from the sides every half inch or so. His hair turned as black as night and his coal black eyes appeared even more sinister than before. "You're going to come with me now." His voice was now different, almost unbearable. It was like metal scraping against metal. He began stepping forward. For every step he took Leon took a step back. Every fiber of his being was telling him to run like no tomorrow but he couldn't. He was paralyzed by fear. He was lucky that he was moving what little he was. Mr. Morino was now three feet infront of him. He reached out his hand and attempted to grab Leon by the collar of his shirt, the bemused smile still playing on his lips. An instinct aroused within him and he put his hands out infront of him. Mr. Morino's touch was met by a puling shock wave. His anger flared like the magma of an active volcano. Leon's legs seemed to regain their feeling and he ran backwards like he did in gym class. Enraged, Mr. Morino sent a wave of darkness shooting through the air at Leon. Even before it was released from his hands, the pulsing energy Leon had felt in the bathroom and the cafeteria now coursed through his body stronger than ever before. He released with an ear-splitting scream. After that…everything went dark.
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