Ace's Adventures

I'm sorry if you liked the other one, but it didn't turn out to well, i had to delete it. Anyway, read the story and have fun.

Chapter 1

In the Beginning

It was a cold morning in November. Light rain was falling from light grey autumn clouds. Leaves had changed color and were falling off trees. Little boys were scattered around the block, running around, playing sports or hide and go seek, whatever you'd expect a little boy to do, regardless of weather. Teenage cliques were walking down sidewalks, either gossiping or pushing any kid with greasy hair and glasses. The elderly were handing small coins to any man who helped them cross the street.

But me? I was no where in this scene.


I couldn't help but think how life would go on if I were one of them. Don't get me wrong, I'm human and all... but today, my life will change. In a bad way, trust me. In a way required by law.

I felt like one of the leaves. We all start very similar at first, but then some start to fall. Then the fallen become rotten. The rotten are different from the ones still onto the trees. Then, usually, the rotten die.

I just wish there was a way to prevent what would happen...

My name's Ace Kay. I seem like your normal everyday kid. Normal brown hair, normal brown eyes, normal fit body, normal, well, everything. Mostly.

Sure, it was my fifteenth birthday. That doesn't mean I was happy. I just looked out the window, watching the usual things happen... if they knew what would happen to me today...

"Ace?" called a voice from outside my room.

I sighed,and said, "What do you want, Chrissie?"

"Cake's ready."

I slowly walked out of my room. On my way out, 12 year-old, blonde haired, Chrissie... hugged me.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Though surprised she cared at all, I hugged her back and said, "It's alright. It's not your fault."

We went downstairs to their kitchen. It may not have been big, but it also may have been the biggest room in our house.

In the room sat my mother and my 10 year-old kid brother, Wolfe; my older brother had already gone off to work, and my dad... well, no one's known where he's been for years. The remnants of my family sat at the table, as Chrissie and I joined them.

"Happy birthday," said the sorrowful family in unison. I felt no better. We ate the cake very slowly. I don't know about them, but my thoughts overtook my sense of taste. Not one of the us broke the silence, as if we were part of a backround. There we waited. Quiet. The only noise in the room was the clock.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

I was watching the clock with a strange mix of fear and bravery. I knew what was coming, but I had no way of facing it.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

"Uh... mom?" I said awkwardly. "What time are they coming?"

"Any minute," she replied, with a tear rolling down her cheek.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Suddenly, Wolfe outburst into tears. He ran over and stuffed his face into my stomach.

"I don't want-" he sniffed- "-this to happen, Ace! Stop it somehow!"

"Sorry, kiddo," I replied with sorrow in my voice. "The only person who might have authority to stop it would be Amias, but I don't think he can." I squeezed my little brother tighter into my chest.

"Amias? Our older brother Amias?" The kid was so sad he was forgetting things about his brother.

"Yeah, he's in the gonvernment, remember?"

"O-oh yeah..."

There was a sudden rapping on the door. Mom trudged out of the room. I heard the door slam against the wall, though my mom had not arrived at the door yet.

"Hello, Starkhold police. We've come for a reason that is very important to this country and the civil war. In acourdance with the law, every second child who reaches the age of fifteen must be sent-"

"I know why you're here!" I heard my mom say this through the hallway.

"Then you should have no trouble handing your child over to us."

"Already?"

"No. You have ten minutes to say goodbye to your son."

* * *

My family and I went into my bedroom. You may think I have a terrible brother for not saying bye to me before getting drafted ino the army. Yes, he annoying, but I still love him. We said our tearful goodbyes to each other last night.

Chrissie was the first one up. She gave me a full-hearted hug, and when she let go, she said, "You got all this. You got it all. Your fit, sorta muscular, and you can really 'swing your sword, sword, one he can't afford, ford, YOU CAN SWING YOUR SWORD! SWORD! YOUR YOUR DIAMOND SWORD! SWORD! ONE HE CAN'T AFFORD! FORD! you. can. swing. your. swoooooooooooord!'"(that was a tobuscus minecraft reference. I'm a nerd lol.)

"Nice song," I said. I was crying with tears of laughter and sadness now.

Wolfe was the next one up. Most of the time he spent crying into my pelvis(he was pretty short,) but when I told him it was mom's turn, he cryed out with sudden fierceness, "Kill them! Kill EVERYONE from Rituiqe and Skullsburrow! Everyone! It's THEIR fault-"

"Whoa, calm down, Wolfe," I said alarmingly and worridly. "I'll try my best."

"And survive too!' he cried.

"Ok, kiddo, I'll try."

"No! Don't try!" he said. His voice got suddenly quieter when he said this. "You have to promise."

"Uh-"

"Pinky promise!" He held out his pinky.

I took his nervously with mine, and whispered, "Promise."

Mom was probably the hardest for me to say goodbye to. She wasn't sobbing, like Wolfe, or not crying at all, like Chrissie. She had tears passionately running down her cheeks, which malorencede her look much younger. We embraced.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I should've never let this happen to you."

"Mom," I said, "you didn't make this happen." I was now crying like she was. "But I'll live, don't worry."

"Ok," she replied uncertainly.

Then I got worried. Not for my concern, for the family's. I let go of my mother and grabbed her shoulders, which wasn't hard, since we were pretty much the same height.

"Mom."

"Yes, Ace?"

"You can't abandon the family. I was scared of this. Don't stay off in the corner and pout. You almost did that when Dad left, and you would've if Amias and I didn't stop you. Do NOT do it again."

"Ok!" she was sobbing almost as hard as Wolfe now. "I understand."

"Alright," I said. "Well, we kept these - er- kind, patient police officers waiting long enough. I think it's time for me to go."

"Thank you," said one of the two police officers. "It is time to go."

Each police officer grabbed me by an arm and escorted me out the door. I looked back my my waving family one last time, until a police officer nudged me forward. I tried to get another glimse a second later, but they were too far away.

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