Another Story: (Need Title)

Hello all, so I decided to write a story due to boredom. It's not my best for sure, but it'll work. It is rather short, but a Prologue is always short, no? Here you go:

Prologue:

It was an average day in a cold December in the United States. I would wake up and get ready to head to school at 7:45 AM, and I would walk downstairs and have a quick breakfast before heading off for my 8 hours in school. I bid farewell to my mother and father, and said my daily “Love you too,” to them. I grabbed my backpack, my viola, and my lunchbox and went to spend 8 hours at school. Caught up in a snowstorm, I decided to walk home, not putting up with the wait-time I’d have to wait if I stayed. I saw a rather bright light emitting from where my house stood, and walking at a faster pace than usual, I reached my home, only to see it in flames. I dropped everything and ran inside. My father, mother, and little brother were on the floor, seemingly unconscious at first. I grabbed them by the shirt and pulled them outside, safe from the hands of harm. I turned them over only to see a bullet hole through each and every one of their heads. In shock, I ran back in to find the first aid kit, but to no avail. Hearing someone chuckle, I turned around and walked towards the sound of it. A man who appeared far older than me came out of the flames with a gun pointing at me. He made no gestures or anything; he just pulled the trigger and shot me. Before falling unconscious, I heard sirens, so I knew I may still have a chance to live. Letting myself fall into the slumber of which I knew were to come, I woke up at an unknown time, and an unknown day. I turned to look for my watch, but it wasn’t there. I tried seeing if my golden pocket watch that I received for Christmas was there, and it wasn’t. I noticed my necklace was still on me, so at least I had that remaining. I looked at my hands and began saying, “Useless, useless, useless…” The nurses overheard me and made my put my hands down. They began choking at the moment they began speaking, but they were able to force out the words, “I’m afraid that you are going to have to… Live on your own…” I was confused, and my face appeared to be in confusion as well when the nurse looked into my eyes. They said something different this time, and appeared to have more trouble saying so, but they said, “Your parents and sibling… Are no longer of this world…” My eyes widened in shock, and I looked at my hands once more. A tear was shed and it dropped onto my hands. The nurse wiped my tears away, and my open hands went from hands of shock, to hands of hatred and vengeance. I clenched my fists and looked at the ceiling, “You… The one… I will find you and kill you, to avenge the blood of which you shed at my own home that night… I am Brendan… No… I am now the Shadow…” I placed my hand on my forehead and leaned on it and began chuckling a little bit. My chuckle went immediately to a smile of a grimace and I looked straight forward and said, “You will regret the day you crossed with me… I will kill you with my own hands… That is your destiny…”

The next day, when I was released from the hospital, I went back to my house, and went in. I went upstairs, carefully avoiding steps that would collapse as soon as I stepped on them, and went to my room. My room appeared to be completely left alone. My TV was still working, my fan would still work, my electronic piano was fine, but it wouldn’t turn on. “Probably from the loss of electricity in this house,” I thought. I turned around and saw my Christmas presents. I walked over there and picked them up, them being: Wolf ears, Wolf Tail, and a Golden Pocket Watch. I went over to the closet in what used to be my parents’ room. My suit was still in perfect shape, and I noticed there was something else in the closet in the burnt safe. I opened it and looked at an unopened Christmas Present. It was labeled “To Brendan, From Mom and Dad.” I shed one more tear as I saw this and opened the present carefully. I looked inside it and it was just a cardboard box. I flipped it around and saw tape and tore it off. Inside the cardboard box, was what I asked for: Crimson Red Contact lenses without a prescription. I stared at it and smiled. I looked up at the roof and said, “Thank you… Mother… Father…” I went to remains of a mirror and put them on. I personally liked them, but I thought that others may be further afraid of me, but I knew that would help me sooner or later. I went back to my room and put on my suit. I placed the golden pocket watch up my sleeve, so I can get it out easily at any time. I glanced over and noticed my Sword was still intact and in perfect shape. I went over there, picked it up, and equipped it by attaching it to my back. I went down to my basement and noticed that there was still the one training item I used when I would practice using my sword. I fooled around with it a little until it collapsed due to burnt parts of it not being able to withstand my blows to the thing. I smiled knowing I still had the ability to do these things. I went back to my room to pick up my wolf ears and wolf tail. I accidentally dropped my wolf tail and it fell to an area I couldn’t pick it up at. I was pissed and smashed the floor with my foot. The floor broke and I nearly fell. “I should be more careful as to what I do around here,” I thought. I went ahead and put on the wolf ears, which fit with my hair due to its black fur. I walked out and took out my phone. I looked for the nearest gun store. I headed over there as fast as I could and went inside. The store clerk told me this was no place for a kid, and I pulled my sword and pointed it at him. “I am not a kid,” I said. “I am the person who will avenge my family.” The store clerk looked at me like I was crazy, but he nodded and went to the cash register. I went over to the pistols portion of the store and pulled out a nice Colt Revolver. I asked him how much it was, and when I just looked at him, for some reason he just said it was free. When I asked him how much the bullets would cost, he said they were on the house. I walked out the store, satisfied, knowing I had a colt revolver with lots of bullets to help keep me safe, if by worst case scenario, I was unable to use my sword.

After walking out the store, I felt a strange presence. It felt unusual, but it did not seem threatening. “I wonder who that could be.” I walked away, but the presence continued to seemingly follow me. The person came out and jumped in front of me. I looked at the person and said, “Oh… It’s you… It’s funny to think I would see you here of all places…”


Also, go ahead and state if you want to be this person.

 

Nice story prolouge! May I please be the person?

 

I don't have time, but the beggining looks cool. Kinda "normal" :D Will finish later.

 

I love it :D great job! Can I be this character?? If you want of course!

 

This was a bit of a tear-jerker

Really nice!

 

Good job on your story

 

Good to know I am able to establish at least some sort of emotionalness in my stories.

How about this: I'll let the person be the character, if they can guess where I got these words from:

 

I have no idea, is it from a book?

 

Somewhat. It has to do with a big historical event based off of Presidents in the USA though. c:

 

is it the 'Palestinian verdict on Tony Blair's job ' thing?

 

Not even close.

 

Is it from manga/anime?? I remember hearing that in Deadman Wonderland

 

Homestuck or Revenge in the future

 

No and no.

Hint: It had to do with a rather bold plot.

 

Does it take place in the 1900's?

 

I'm getting really specific now. April 15, 1865.

 

Lincon's death?

 

Good enough. It was John Wilkes Booth's last words before death. (AKA Lincoln's killer.)

Congrats.

 

Thank you.

 

How about:
"The Ghost Inside Of Me"