Nick
" We will leave you here, all right Nickolus?" A man with deep voice whispered to the four year old squeezing his hand. The small kid in a white sweater nodded to the man shyly. With a sigh he reached to knock on the door, but had it answered before his hand made contact.
"Oh, I didn't mean to startle you, I was waiting by the window. I'm just so exited, is this Nickolus?" The young boy stared up at the lady who would not stop talking. She was twenty-four, 5''6', brunette, a married woman, no children. This was his new adoptive mother, he had heard Simon, the man standing by him, talk about her and read her description to the head of the orphanage a month before. The orphanage he lived at was called "The St. Luke's Orphanage for Boys". He lived there because at his birth his parents gave him away, or at least that's what he was told. What he heard was that he was left at the doorsteps at five pm. So he never knew his parents, but he was fine with that. If they had never given him up he may have never met his friends and maybe even never learned how to play the guitar and the other instruments he knew so well. That is how he saw it, and was never upset his parents left him.
"Well, come in." She said breaking the child thoughts.
"Actually I'll be leaving now. Good luck."He stood in the doorway smiling at the kid.
9 years later
Ever since my 10th birthday four days ago, odd things have been happening, though my parents don't know. But they are close to figuring out! Why am I telling this to my self, it just reminds me, of how much trouble I'll be in, soon, too! No, I have to tell myself this so I can think of something to do. There's mom, how do I lie to her. I can't lie to ANYBODY! ESPECIALLY NOT MY MOTHER, IDIOT, IT'S EASY! "Huuh." Just avoid eye contact, and if she asks about your day, say 'It was fine.'
" Welcome home, how was your day?" His thirty-two year old mother smiled at him, and before he knew it their eyes met, and he released a small gasp. "What's wrong Nick, uh, …...?" The boy quickly fell to her feet screaming.
"I'm SORRY! I'M SOOOOOO SORRY! WWWWAAAAAAA!"He cried for about five minutes before his mother calmed him down. Then suddenly four knives shot through the air, and before he knew it he was flying in the opposite direction crying " MOOOOOOOOOOOOM! WWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WWWAAAAA,WWWWWAAA,ch,AWWWAAAA!" For two of the knives hit her, one in the chest the other in the stomach.
"What's wron...! What the HECK HAPPENED HERE?" A man about four years older that Nick's mom, with gray hair, blue eyes, and a sad face ran to her. "WHAT DID YA DO YA LITTLE MONSTER?" His response was a small shake of the boy's head "Then, uh, WHO DID THIS TO YOUR MOTHER?" All he got was a shrug. " Go to your room, sorry I yelled at you Nick, I am just worried about,... Please go to your room, I'll come get you soon." Nickolus nodded his head and ran upstairs.
How did that happen? Why am I asking myself? I know, it was me! I have to leave before I hurt dad too! The time is perfect, he's probably calling 911 right now so... I need to start packing right away!
Nick's parents never exactly spoiled him, though they sure bought him a lot of stuff, he owned a huge suitcase in which he could just barely fit all his belongings. With his suitcase tied securely to his back, he jumped out the window of his second story bedroom, and slowly climbed down the roof, so not to be seen by the police that had come with the ambulance.
After running for hours Nick decide to stop a take a break. Though suddenly as if he walked through a magical barrier, the dark, wretched ally, became a soft landscape with a old tall castle.
"Hello, you must be, Nickolus Fretional." An old voice spoke from the castle entrance.
"Uh,where am I? I thought..." Nick's thoughts were again interrupted by the old voice.
"Is your name Nickolus Fretional?"
"No, It's Nickolus Ju..."
"No, you're Nickolus Fretional, I'd know you anywhere. I knew your parents, and I was with them when you were born. You are defiantly Nickolus! Come in." Nick turned and saw the old man gesturing into the castle, slowly and cautiously, Nick entered.
"So where am I?" He asked again hoping for an answer.
"Why you are at THE TIME WARP ACADEMY!" The man yelled into the air, exited.
