Origin
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| The story of Raygull Kiao Part I: Origin |
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| The sun rose up over a small town near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. A teenage boy, named Raygull Kiao, sat on the roof of a farmhouse, with his elbows on his knees, head resting on his arms. His hair was black and had white streaks in various places. He had bright green eyes, light-colored skin, and was well built. He wore a loose gray shirt and dark blue wind pants | |||||
| "Ray" a voice came from inside the house "come in and get something to eat". "Coming, Lisa" Ray got to his feet and slid down a makeshift ladder on the side of the house. He had been in foster care since his parents died 8 years ago. He was 5 then. Lisa Walker and her husband Mark were the eighth family he had been with, through this time. | |||||
| Ray walked into the kitchen and sat at the table "what's for breakfast?" he asked. "Pancakes" Lisa pointed to a stack of pancakes on the counter. Ray grabbed a plate and took several pancakes, then sat at the table. When he was done eating, he put his plate in the sink, picked up his backpack, and left for school. | |||||
| As well as being athletic, Ray was also very smart, and got A's in every subject, except for math, which he was never good at. He didn't talk much, and was very clumsy around girls, no matter how pretty or smart they were. But he always liked doing the right thing, and although he was one of the toughest and best fighters in every school he had been to, he never picked on anyone, and had, on many occasions, used his natural fighting skill against the bullies. | |||||
| It was nearing the end of the day, and Ray had just come out of history class, when he saw three bigger guys surrounding a small girl, who wasn't any older than he was. Stepping into this situation is what had gotten him in trouble, many times before, but he couldn't just stand and watch. He quickly stepped between the girl and her attackers. "I suggest you move along," one of them said. This one was the smallest, but his movements showed that he had probably been trained in some form of martial art. Ray simply looked at him with disgust. "Didn't you hear him?" the biggest, and probably the dumbest, yelled at Ray "he said move". Ray chuckled and turned to him "yes, I heard him, you moron. So what?" Enraged, he took a swing at Ray, who simply blocked it to the side and slammed his knee into the big man's gut. He dropped to the ground with a thud. Ray then turned to face the other two, Ray easily dropped the bigger one, but was outmatched by the small one, who with only a few attacks had knocked Ray to the ground. Ray saw him raise his foot for a final blow, and stuck his hands out, in hope to block it. But instead of blocking the kick, a bright flash came from his hands and knocked his opponent against the opposite wall. He fell unconscious. | |||||
| As he stood up, Ray noticed that everyone was staring at him, wondering what he had done. But the truth was, he didn't even know. "What is going on here?" Principal Camfield shouted as he came out of his office, and approached the scene. A few bystanders started talking all at once, trying to explain what had happened, and Ray used this time to sneak away. | |||||
| As Ray was exiting the school, at the end of the day, he tried to go unnoticed, but just as he got outside he heard a voice come from behind him "Hey". He turned to see the girl that he had saved earlier. "It's Ray, isn't it?" His cool, composure that he usually showed, suddenly melted at the realization of a girl talking to him. "Uh... yeah" he replied with all the composure he could muster "that's my name". She stepped forward a little, and Ray turned completely red. "I wanted to say 'thank you' for what you did earlier" she smiled. "Oh. Uh" no problem" Ray tried to think of an excuse to get out of the situation before he made a fool of himself. "Oh, look at the time" he said as he glanced at the clock on the wall "I have to get home and do... chores and stuff". "Okay. Well, maybe I'll see you around" she turned and left. Ray let out a sigh of relief and began to walk home. | |||||
| That night Ray was awakened by a nightmare. He went into the kitchen as his mind flashed back to what he had done. "What did I do?...Was it just a fluke?...What if it wasn?t?...What if I do it again?...Can I control it?...If it happens again, could I hurt anyone?...Could I kill someone?" as these questions crossed his mind; he had another thought "I don't want to hurt anyone... I have to leave" | |||||
| He ran to his room and quickly packed enough supplies to last a few weeks. He wrote a note, describing what had happened earlier, and his decision. Then, he walked outside, and as he crossed the road, he looked back "Goodbye" | |||||
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