William Rosewood fell of his bed, waking up from a bittersweet nightmare. It was not the first time he had a nightmare like this, he has been dreaming about his parents and their deaths for the past 13 years. The orphan got up from his bed, groaning from the pain he received for landing face first on the wooden floor, he touched his nose to see if it is still on his face, apparently it is.
William looked around his room in the dark, to find banners such as “Happy Birthday, you freak!”, “Please don’t kill us, William. We are god damned petrified!” and even “You don’t belong here, get a life in hell, you monster!” Frustrated, he tore down all the birthday greetings and shoved it in the bin near him. The boy sat back on his bed again, he looked at his alarm clock j ust to realize it is only 12 in the morning, 31st of October- His birthday. Sure it is rather weird for a boy’s birthday to fall on Halloween, but it seems pretty much normal compared to the 13 years of life he had.
The Rosewood family died in the most unusual way, an assassination took the life of William’s parents, but he was left alive for some particular reasons. Abandoned in a house on sale, he was found by another group of newly-weds who were supposed to buy that house, only to find 2 dead bodies and a baby in the house, the couple immediately send the baby to the Grand Horizon orphanage, which raised him up for 13 years. No parents seem to consider about adopting young William, and since he turned 13, no more parents came to see him for the age of 13 is the age of rebellious, and no parents would want to adopt a matured and rebellious child. But there is another reason why parents decided not to adopt William and it would be the terrible childhood history he had.
When William was just a toddler, he was afraid of all that lurks during the night. And the day he hated the most would be Halloween, his birthday. Despite all the candy he could receive, he decided to stay in bed and not look out in the window, for only he see are the kids dressed up in ghouls and supernatural creature, running around scaring each other. But during his 4th birthday, the kids and the housemaster insisted William to go trick-or-treating with the other kids, his best friends. After some persuasion, he decided to go out for the Halloween festival.
All was well, William was actually having fun, getting different variety of candies and chocolates. The night grew darker and it was time for the kids to return to their home. A boy named Jim, William’s friend, decided to give him a scare, a simple, harmless joke. Jim was in his hooded costume with a skull as a mask, he caught up with William and gave him a scare. William turned around, his pupils turned darker and all of a sudden, Jim fell on the floor, eyes rolled up. Screams rang through the street; the sirens of the ambulance echoed the neighbourhood, curious children and parents gathered at the scene. A quick scan was taken to check on Jim’s heartbeat, and apparently, he has no hopes for living.
Obviously, in everybody’s mind, the killer of Jim has to be William for the second after Jim saw the angel of death, he died immediately. The judges and lawyers have argued about this matter, he is underage to go to jail, and still too young to go for the 6 months detention. Moreover, there was no proof that he killed the boy, only the witnesses’ convinces are not enough to prove the Rosewood boy guilty. But, the people who have read the newspapers, the people who knew him and even the people who protect children rights despise of him for even if he is not pleaded guilty, his name will forever be mud as the devil’s son. And so every Halloween, the kids of the Grand Horizon house will always torture and harass him because of the hatred they all share for losing their one friend.
William sank his face into his hands, it wasn’t the first time he wished he could just disappear. It feels like there is nowhere he could belong in this world, he is all fed up with his life. Suddenly, a strange consideration popped up in his head, should he just give up life? He walked towards the window and looked down; it seems high enough to attempt a suicide, he gulped as he gripped the edge of the window, bringing his weight towards the window, he closed his eyes and prepared.
“Giving up, already?” a cool voice whispered in William’s ears as he opened his eyes, a girl was looking into his eyes in a nose-to-nose distance, William shrieked and tumbled backwards, falling onto his buttocks. “Whoa, easy there, kid. We’re not going to harm you.” The girl threw herself into William’s bedroom, another two more figures climbed through the window. The girl was wearing a dark robe, pictures of roses were imprinted everywhere on her robes, a stock of lavander attached ontop of her ears. In physical appearance, she looked as if she is but only a 13years olf child. The second figure that came in was bold and hooded, his chest was broad and a bow was tied behind his back; the third figure, looks rather gentle, a hood covered her face as well“You guys are thieves, aren’t you? I got to go tell the housemaster.” Said William as he got up and turned around to reach for the door, only to find the girl blocking his way to the door.
“How did you….” Muttered William, “You sure he’s the boy we’re looking for?” the second figure grumbled, “Oh yes, he has to be the one. If not we’ll be going home waiting for a severe punishment.” said the girl, “I don’t know about this, he looks so scared as if he doesn’t have a wiener” the figure grumbled again, “Hey, don’t you dare insult my privacy, or I’ll have you bashed up!” William turned around and shook his fist. “Listen kid, its midnight now, and it’s very important for me to get you out of here.” Said the girl, “Get me out of here…? To where??” asked William anxiously, “We’re going to get you out of this world, you don’t belong here.” Said the third figure in a feminine voice. “What? Out of this world? To where?” William took a step back, only to bump into the girl.
“William, have you ever thought of how your parents passed away?” asked the girl, “They died from an assassination, right…?” replied William nervously, “True, but have you ever wonder why they were chosen to be assassinated?” the girl asked again as William shook his head slowly. “OK, listen. This may sound rather strange, freaky for some, but your parents were assassinated because they were trying to protect you.” Said the girl, “Uh, yeah, of course they died from protecting me, I know that.” Said William, “Yeah, but they didn’t die to protect you from getting killed, you were meant to be dead 15 years ago, you escaped your own destiny because your parents protected you.” the girl explained, only to see a shocked expression on William’s face. “It’s actually a good thing you escaped from your own destiny; at least now we have you, you can help us to change things.” The girl reassured William, but he shook his head and sat on his bed. “This is crazy. I get it; this is all a prank, isn’t it? I’m not falling for it.” Said William as he turned to the two hooded figures, “Take me out of this world? What are you, alien invaders or angels huh?” “So I’m guessing you’re probably going to say that you’re Michael Jackson? Bah!” the man turned away, grumbling.
“William, there’s no time. Please, you have to come with us--” “No, I’m not going with you freaks to your little wonderland, you can go find Harry Potter or something because I’m not interested.” William cut in and stopped the girl from talking. “What now?” asked the older female but the next second was interrupted by a loud boom. “What was that?” asked William, “He’s here.” Said the man as he draw a bow from his back and the older female took out a wand from her pocket, “From where the explosion is, it’s coming from downstairs. Bruce, you take him head on, Monique will get him from the back. Hold him back as long as possible.” Ordered the girl as she drew a sword from her sheath, the other two opened the bedroom door and darted off.
“What’s going on? What’s going to happen?” asked William nervously, “The person who wanted to kill you, the hooded figure with a flaming skull, he’s here.” Said the girl as she shut the door tight, “Yeah…. I remember seeing him from my dream…” muttered William. ‘His name is Scythenesis, he’s here after 15years, trying to claim your life once again.” Said the girl, “look, I’m not trying to scare you or anything but, if you don’t come with us right away, we all might die.” she continued. William was in a very confused state, what is happening to him? Is this a dream? Why are these people here, and talking about the death of his parents? Who is this Scythenesis guy who wants to kill him?
What is his decision?
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