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Within the depths of the town known as Gureeto Ala, a young boy strolled the streets alone. Dust kicked up behind him, as he glanced in everywhich way with his ice blue eyes. His brown hair, swayed, making his head look offcentered from his shoulders. He sighed deeply, stopping in front of a scraggly looking house. It had broken shudders, that didn't deserve to have nails wasted on them to be fixed. It's roof was horrible, worse than the shudders. He sighed once again, as he strolled up the cracked steps, stopping at the abnormally good looking door.

"Blast.. I hate this place.. And I'm forced to call it home.. Blast..."

He angrily opened the door and stepped inside, slamming it behind him.

"Mom! I'm home! Is dinner ready?!"

He waited for an answer, but none came.

"Mom?!" no answer... "Ugh.. Damnit mom.."

He stormed into his apparent mom's bedroom, only to see a note on the unmade bed. He blinked a bit and picked up the note, reading it silently. This is what it said:

Dear Ty,

We have taken your mom to our HQ. If you ever want to see her again, you shall come here, and beat Master's Trademark with yours. If you don't come - your mom is toast. Be prepared to die.


"Ugh... Chaos.. Stupid Drilites..."

He walked across the hall into his room, grabbing a sheathe that had a sword within it. He then made his way outside, tying the sword at his waist. he then began running down the street, angrily yelling out,

"Chaos! You're mine you bastard!"

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