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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 4:26 pm
Do not post here please! PM me suggestions and comments. Critisism is welcome!
Here is my cool book! Im working on typing it up because its on paper at the momnet XD
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 12:37 pm
Chapter 1
It's hard having abilities, like I do. You always dream abut being special and stuff like that when you're a little kid. In fact, I always wanted to fly when I was younger. I thought it would be the greatest thing to have powers like that. Now, it's my worst nightmare.
Let's start from the beginning. My name is Acra Cain. One stormy night in March of 2003, I heard a knock at the door of our cozy home in Montreal, Canada. I was nine, and was curious, so I went downstairs to see who it was. When I opened the door there was a tall, young man standing there. He had short, black, shaggy hair and alert eyes, blue like the ocean. His nose was small, and he had a scar on his right eye. The man looked about 5'11" and was very thin. He wore a long, white labcoat with chemical stains on it. Under that was a dirty, black shirt and ripped jeans. His boots were old and muddy. He didn't look very happy and had a scowl on his face. It looked like he was tired and had been through a lot.
"Are you Acra Cain?" he asked.
"Daddy!" I shouted, and a few seconds later, I heard the thumping of his footsteps coming down the stairs.
"What's-" he started to say, but then relized the stranger at the door. "Well, if it isn't Ethan Tam, my old high school enemy," my father said.
Ethan smirked, "Hello Sukara Cain. And it's Dr. Ethan Tam," he said. Then he snapped his fingers and a group of thugs came out on command. There were three of them, each at least three inches taller than him, and very muscular. They wore black clothing and dark sunglasses. I could see lumps underneath their coats which I knew were guns or some type of weapon.
[to be continued when I have the time]
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