“Aww, that was such a touching story? I bet the audience agrees, that story almost brought a tear to my eyes.”
*Audience claps in agreement*
“Now I remember when I was a contestant in The Hunt. I was nervous but excited! One thing I know is that the whole world wants to know how you ended up here! So can you tell me, out of all the Deviants in The Wastelands, how did you Bo end up as a finalist in this year's Hunt?”
“Well, it all started about a year ago when I woke up in the middle of Central Park and met a girl named Nia.”
Date: March 15, 2224
Where am I? Where is mom? Where is Shaunda? Where is Kizzie? What is this white stuff on me? Why am I cold?
Then, I heard a voice in the distance say; “Hey, sir it’s not safe for you to be laying in the middle of the park during a snowstorm?”
“A snowstorm? What is that?
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“Are you drunk sir? Let me help you up!”
At that moment, a woman with long black hair reached her hand out to help me up. However, after she got a good look at me, she jumped back and screamed; “Someone call the Deviant Hunters! It’s a Deviant! He’s trying to attack me!”
Confused, I asked her, “What is a Deviant?”
She did not answer me back. She just kept staring at me horrified pointing at my black horns. Once again she screamed; “Someone he’s trying to kill me! I need help!”
Before I knew it, two men and one woman dressed in purple, white, and gold wearing a golden crown surrounded me. One of the men ran to the woman with black long hair and said, “Miss, you are safe now! We will take care of the Deviant.”
Just then, the woman wearing the golden crown pointed at me and shouted; “Come forward icy chains. Wrap him up and freeze his body.” As her chains approached me, I did not know what to do. Should I run? Should I ask what's going on? What did I do wrong for her to be attacking me?
As I stood there frozen without an idea of what to do, I noticed the chains weren’t touching me. Every time they tried to get close to my body, they were repelled back. The woman screamed to the other, “He is using his magic to deflect my attack!”
At that moment, the other man wearing the golden crown started walking toward me. He was very muscular with one arm that looked like a black dragon's arm. He told the woman that he will take care of me and screamed out, “By the power of the black dragon clan, I call for the hands of the dragon of death.” As I looked around, everything started to get dark and two big black hands grabbed me. I closed my eyes thinking this is the end and I still did not understand what was going on. I was going to die here. Alone without my mother or sisters. I closed my eyes and wished that someone could save me.
All of a sudden, my body started to feel hot and a bright white light started to glow from my chest. The light was so bright that it dissolved the black hands.
The man and woman wearing the golden crowns both looked confused and scared. The woman screamed out, “Who are you, better yet what are you? What kind of magic is this?”
I looked back at her confused but I cracked a smile and shouted, “Well, I don’t know anything about magic; but I’m the future Prince of the Underworld! However, you can call me Bo.”