Prologue

Go get my books and do all my homework one of the bullies shouted at me, as I was about to do as I was told another boy from the bullies caused me to trip and fall and, they all started laughing at me and started calling me all sorts of names like; Alex the black weirdo, etc. It was already a daily routine for me to be bullied and picked on because the teacher never took any action against it so, I didn't have anyone to complain to.

Finally, it was the last day of high school and I was very happy. It was a rule around the world that everybody goes to a military academy after graduation. I had already prepared before and written all the exams necessary to get a scholarship at the Silver Lane Military Academy, I was very excited because my birthday was fast approaching and my parents were coming back home from their mission.

The day had arrived, it was supposed to be a celebration day, but it turned out to be the most miserable day of my life. I was chilling in the living room and waiting for my parents to arrive so we could celebrate my birthday when I heard a knock on the door and I opened it excitedly thinking it was my parents but rather I saw two military men who look like they were punished before coming to my house. I greeted both of them and, one of them started speaking, telling me they had two information to give me; the first was that I was accepted into the Silver Lane Military Academy, and the other was that my parents went missing on their mission for about a month and there was no trace of them so, it was concluded that they were dead since the area was dangerous.

This information shattered me, I cried for months, but I had to try and get over in order to take care of myself and fulfil my parents' dream for me before they went on their mission which was that, I joined the Silver Lane Military Academy. Three months later, I was picked up by the military men who were supposed to take me to the military and I was taken on a bus filled with students just like me, but, I didn't take much with me except for the box my parents left behind on their mission and some clothes.

And, this is where the story of my life begins....