John Jenson pt 1

*swoosh* *clack, clack* In the middle of night time, you can smell smoke, blood, and gun powder in the air, swords cutting through the night. A war was starting, bodies everywhere, beings trying to fight for their land and conquer evil that caused utter chaos to their world.

Watching this horrid sight at an office in a castle, a young man that looked around his early 20's with dark spiky hair was seeing his kingdom go to shreds. The young man's hands were starting to bleed when he tightly grasped with so much force at the top railing of his balcony. While eyeing the despair and bloodshed of the war in front of him, he gave a sad look, looking to the far distances in the sky, the young man finally uttered something but in a low and hoarsely tone.

"Brother.... why...."

After he finished saying just these two words, the front door of his opened, and a man entered his office in hurried manner. The man was tall, buff with short hair, having a slight cut through his left brow and the man answered with a serious manner.

"Master, you must leave at once, the kingdom will be over taken and if you're still here, those savages will end your life."

While listening to his student, the young man lets go of the railing, gets his dark long jacket, and puts it on. In the back of that jacket you can see weird letters, that must mean something. The young man turns around to look at his student and told him.

"I will not do such things, I will not let my kingdom, my people perish. I will not cower away from this travesty. I will fight and stop this war, even…... even if I must fight "him."

The buff student was in surprise when he heard his master say such words, but also in awe and full of pride in his face, having such a master, that would sacrifice his own body and soul for this small kingdom. Tears was rolling down this buff student's eyes.

The young man turned back to the balcony, got on top of it and puts his hands to his heart. The buff student did the same as his master did, both chanting a pledge at the same "For Light!" Then the young man did a weird motion with his hands, opening and closing them. A spark was being made, and all around his arms were lightnings going around in a zigzag unpredictable way, he closed his eyes for a brief second and then open his eyes slowly, the young man's eyes turned all dark red like a vampire. He looked to the far distance of the sky, the young started saying his final words before going to action "It's time to end this." When he was about to jump, and go to the battlefield….

*ring, ring, ring, ring* The alarm clock started ringing, a boy around the age of 15 woke up and sat at his bed in a dazed look and said to himself, "What a weird dream I just had." Sighing to himself, "I have to stop watching too many fantasy flicks for a while." The boy got up from his bed, and went straight to the bathroom. While looking at the mirror, the boy looked at his own reflection, he wasn't ugly and not handsome but at least pleasing to the eyes. With brown medium mop hair with brown eyes to top, not swole with muscles but not fat at all, just slim, a perfect body for him. And, not the tallest to boot but has the average height for a teenager. Brushing his teeth, he was still thinking about that dream, to the boy it felt so real like it really happened before. He shook his head, "There's no point on thinking about it any longer, it's just a dream." While taking his time, the boy heard an older female screaming his name.

"John! John! Hurry and get dressed, breakfast is ready!"

John: I'm almost done, mom! I'll be down in a minute!

The boy's name is John Jenson, a very calm boy, that really likes fantasy films to point of going to bed with a movie disc. Nothing much is spectacular about him, just a normal boy, living a normal life. Helping his widow mom with her bakery store, and nothing known about his father. Which he heard years ago, that his father just "disappeared" suddenly 15 years ago, when John was born. When he started getting into his new black blazer and black pants with normal dressing shoes, he always pondered about his father.

John's mother: John! Come down now, your breakfast is about to get cold!

John got his backpack, went to the small stairs and went straight to the kitchen, his mother, who is in her mid-30's, with short brown hair, wearing a normal shirt, blue jeans, and black casual shoes, her name is Mari Jenson.

Mari: Oh wow! Look at you, I remembered when you were just so small, now look at you, all grown-up. I'm so proud of you, John.

Small tears started to flow from her eyes to her cheeks.

John: Come on mom, there's no point on crying.

Mari got up from her seat, and went straight to John, she puts her to hands on his shoulder and looked straight at him, with a smile.

Mari: Of course, there's a point on me crying now, John. You're all grown-up, 15 years old, going away to Blackwood Academy, a prestige school, and I won't be able to see you in 6 months. I'm…. just so proud of you and will miss you.

John started feeling warm inside, happy, and excited to see and explore a whole new "world" which is Blackwood Academy, but he was also, full of sadness leaving his mother. His mother working so hard for him to live a good life without his father for 15 years. John only had his mother, so of course he would be sad and nervous to leave his mother all alone. So, John hugged his mother with so much force, and Mari did the same. Suddenly, a loud beep was heard from outside. Both mother and son lets go, he went straight to the door. While opening the door, John could see a long bus right in front of him, pack with students with the same uniform as him. John couldn't stop looking at the bus, it was weird like, the bus wasn't yellow but black.

Mari: John, what's the matter?

John turns around to his mother, and told her on how strange the coloring of the bus was.

Mari: What do you mean? The bus color is the same as the other, Yellow. *points at the bus* See look.

When John turned around to look at the bus again, to his surprise, the bus was not black but yellow, just like his mother had told him. John rubbed his eyes a bunch of times but nothing changed, the bus was yellow and normal.