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Chapter 2
A special gift...

Still staring at each other, a rude red robin hit James in the back of his head. Susan giggled as picked up his guitar.
Susan: Here…thank you for getting me out of…that….thing….what exactly is that thing?
James: Well…if I didn’t know any better…I would say that it would be a meteorite…would have thought to have been a lot more destructive what with the whole theory that dinosaurs were made extinct because of this thing.
Susan: A meteorite?? ….But Derek didn’t broadcast it raining meteorites today…
James:  …Last time I checked, weathermen don’t even get the proper weather correct…so who is this…Derek?
Susan: Derek is my fiancée….Oh no! Derek! I’m marrying him today! I’ve got to go! I…I’ll see you later!
Susan quickly headed up the hill in the direction of her mother’s call. James smiled as he watched her climb up the hill, only to slip and roll back down to the bottom of the hill and land up against his legs.
Susan: …Um…heh…sorry…
Picking herself up this time, Susan tried her luck again and climbed up the large hill, only to roll back down again.
James: …You…you sure you got this?
Susan: No, no! I’m fine! I’m fine!
James shook his head as she finally made her way up the steep hill. Taking his guitar along, James walked the lonely road and began heading back into town. Walking back into town, James could smell something burning not too far from where he was. Glancing up from the ground, James gasped as he saw a brown, two story house completely engulfed in flames. An elderly couple watched as their home was taken over by the heated flames. Comforting his heartbroken wife, the bald headed wrinkled old man just shook his head as their come continued to burn. Pushing herself away from her husband, the elderly woman began to look around franticly.
Woman: …Neko! Neko! Where are you?  Neeekoooo! Oh Ira…Neko is still in the house!
Harry: Allison…sweetheart…what do you want me to do about it? The house in flames!
Allison: Ooooh…you old coot! You never did like Neko!
Harry: Well you always spend more time with him then you do with me!
Hearing the old couple argue with one another, James just continued to walk on by, staring at the house, starting to collapse from the heat of the flames. The elderly woman noticed James walking by and walked over to him.
Allison: SIR! SIR! Please…you’ve got to help me! My kitty is still in there! She’ll be burnt alive if you don’t!
James: …It’s a cat. You can get a new one…if you have the money…
Allison: Money isn’t the issue! There can only be one Neko! …
James shook his head no and continued to walk away from the elderly woman. He wanted to help…but thought it would be far too risky to get himself killed over such a small animal. Allison, in desperateness, grabbed her purse.
Allison: WAIT! …Please…if you want…I’ll give you 100 dollars as a reward!
James stopped dead in his tracks. 100 dollars would help out his expenses. He turned around to Allison, nodding.
James: …Now you’re talking. One Benjamin for one Neko…coming right up!
Allison: Oh thank you! …Ira! Hurry up and pay the man! My Neko is probably burning up in there!
Rolling his eyes, Ira took out his wallet and pulled out a nice new 100 dollar bill. Taking the elderly man’s money, James looked at the engulfed home and gulped. But he couldn’t back down now. He’s 100 dollars richer right now…and…in truth…he always wanted to help people…he just needed a little motivation to do it. Placing down his guitar and taking a deep breath to try and brace himself, James raced into the burning building. Bursting through the front door, James was a bit taken back by the immense heat that was imitating from the house and began choking on the intense smoke. Squinting to see inside the home, James walked deeper inside the home, dodging a bunch of wooden pillars that had fallen from the roof of the house. Walking into what seemed to be the true meaning of Hell’s Kitchen; James continued to look around the house for the cat. Hearing a faint cry, James desperately looked inside the home and found a fat, black and white cat sitting on top of the refrigerator, scared out of its mind. James slowly walked over to the cat, extending his arm to him.
James: Here Neko…come on you cute fur ball…I’m trying to save you, ok? So just…come on….AHHH!
Suddenly, the cat onto James’s face, clawing and scratching him like mad. James pulled the cat off of his face and slowly staggered over to exit from the house. He began to feel rather lightheaded and dizzy, shaking his head to keep him from passing out from all the choking smoke. Finally, James exited the burning house and held out the fat cat in front of him. His head was spinning wildly, causing him to lose complete consciousness.
James: Here’s…your…cat….ughhh….
Dropping the cat onto the ground, James fell backwards onto the ground, his arm landing just inside the home. Just as James passed out, his arm started to glow bright green for only a few seconds before the pieces of the burning house above fell on top of his arm and covered it completely in flames. Allison gasped in horror.
Allison: Oh Ira! Quick! Pull him out of the house!
Ira ran as fast as his old legs would allow him and grabbed James by the feet and dragged him out. As soon as he did, however, Ira saw a rather disturbing sight. James’s arm was completely engulfed in fire. He gasped as he quickly lifted his leg and smashed James’s arm. This impact awakened James from his unconscious state.
James: OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW! That hurt! What are you doing?!
Ira: Your arm! It’s on fire!
Looking at his own hand, James saw to his unfortunate surprise that it was, in fact, completely on fire. James screamed, like a little girl no less, and ran around like a chicken with its head chopped off.
James:  OH MY GOD, I’M ON FIRE! AAHHH! OH GREAT ROCK GODS ABOVE SAVE ME FROM THE FLAMES OF HELL!!!
Looking around for anything to put out his hand, James found a small fish pond and stuck his hand in. Steam appeared as James sighed in relief, finally putting out his hand. Taking his hand out the pond, James gasped at what he saw. His hand was no longer encased by fire, but now made completely out of water. He made a fist, letting his fingers touch against his palm and watched as it wrinkled like a rock being thrown into a pond.
Ira: Is there something wrong?
Getting startled by the two older couple, James quickly spun around and watched as he arm extended like a rubber band and slapped the old couple across the face, knocking them unconscious. Blinking in disbelief, James quickly picked up his guitar and ran down the street. Looking back at the burning house, James dripped over some garbage cans and fell hard onto the pavement. He suddenly felt something heavy on top of his hand and looked up from his face smashed against the pavement. His eyes widened as he saw his arm was now completely made up of stone. He picked himself up and then his rock arm and held onto it as he felt like he was going to collapse.
James: This can’t be happening to me… I’ve just got to get home and see Uncle Gilbert. He can help…I think…
Continuing to run down the street, James raced for his home as fast as he possibly could…
Meanwhile, deep within the shadows of the dark forest, two high school football teammates are out looking for something within the blinding darkness. Tripping on small rocks and roots, the two were very noisy and loud and would make out to be a pathetic excuse for ninjas. The two young men also failed to bring along anything that would help them prepare for the wilderness. No map…no light…no food…well…at least enough of it. One of the two football players noisily unwrapped his burger that had the Happy Burger logo on it and went took on a bite out of it. Through the small light that was laminating from the moon above, the young man noticed that drop of ketchup had stained his slick football jacket. He licked his thumb and began trying to wipe off the stain from his team’s name, “Maverick Hunters”. He sighed as he tried to take another bit but was stopped by his fellow teammate. His friend slapped the burger out of his hand and let it fall to the ground.
Arnold: Dave! What are you doing man? This isn’t the time to be snacking!
Dave: Aw, come on, Arnold! I’m starving! And that cost me a whole dollar! My mommy…I mean…momma gave me that dollar! You gonna pay you back, aren’t you?
Arnold: Wait…are you saying you got that burger for 1 dollar? You serious? Wow that’s pretty good.
Dave: Yeah and they also have chicken McHerpies for only a dollar.
Arnold: …Um…I don’t think I want anything if it’s called McHerpies…you mean McHappies?
Dave: Oh right…oh! And they also have Chicken tenders with sweet and sour sauce!
Arnold:  Ooo…I want that all inside me, let me tell you…heheheh…HEY WAIT MINUTE! Don’t distract me now, Dave! I need you to be on your game! That meteorite crashed nearby here and I want us to be able to see it. If we discover it first we’ll be rich and famous! We could even be on the Colbert Report with Stephen Colbert!
Dave: As long as we aren’t on the Howard Stern show…that Beetle juice guy scares you…
Arnold: Tch…Mini Me from Austin Powers scares you...so just shut up and let’s just go look for that meteorite!
Dave:  I don’t think it was a meteorite…
Arnold: And I don’t think you know what 15 + 15 =!!!
Dave: I do too!  It equals 35! …Or…no…wait…what was the numbers again?
Arnold: Forget it! …I think I heard something…
Hearing noises coming from the nearby bushes, Dave and Arnold both stood completely still. Dave leaned on Arnold as they both waited for something to emerge from the bushes. Leaping out form the bushes was a large wolf like creature, drooling saliva from its mouth. The two looked at one another with a look of fright.
Arnold: Holy crap! That thing is drooling like crazy!
Dave: Maybe it’s hungry?
Dave slowly knelt to pick up the burger that now had small ants crawling all over it and tossed at the savage animal. The creature snarled viciously at Dave loudly as he began to stand back up to his feet.
Dave: Uh-oh…I don’t think it liked that, Arnold…Arnold?
Looking for his friend, Arnold had already drove off his car, forgetting about Dave.
Dave: …Uh…nice teeth?
Barking in response, the large hound leaped into the air on top of Dave. Dave screamed like a wild 5 year old…

Description
Chapter 2
A special gift...

Still staring at each other, a rude red robin hit James in the back of his head. Susan giggled as picked up his guitar.
Susan: Here…thank you for getting me out of…that….thing….what exactly is that thing?
James: Well…if I didn’t know any better…I would say that it would be a meteorite…would have thought to have been a lot more destructive what with the whole theory that dinosaurs were made extinct because of this thing.
Susan: A meteorite?? ….But Derek didn’t broadcast it raining meteorites today…
James:  …Last time I checked, weathermen don’t even get the proper weather correct…so who is this…Derek?
Susan: Derek is my fiancée….Oh no! Derek! I’m marrying him today! I’ve got to go! I…I’ll see you later!
Susan quickly headed up the hill in the direction of her mother’s call. James smiled as he watched her climb up the hill, only to slip and roll back down to the bottom of the hill and land up against his legs.
Susan: …Um…heh…sorry…
Picking herself up this time, Susan tried her luck again and climbed up the large hill, only to roll back down again.
James: …You…you sure you got this?
Susan: No, no! I’m fine! I’m fine!
James shook his head as she finally made her way up the steep hill. Taking his guitar along, James walked the lonely road and began heading back into town. Walking back into town, James could smell something burning not too far from where he was. Glancing up from the ground, James gasped as he saw a brown, two story house completely engulfed in flames. An elderly couple watched as their home was taken over by the heated flames. Comforting his heartbroken wife, the bald headed wrinkled old man just shook his head as their come continued to burn. Pushing herself away from her husband, the elderly woman began to look around franticly.
Woman: …Neko! Neko! Where are you?  Neeekoooo! Oh Ira…Neko is still in the house!
Harry: Allison…sweetheart…what do you want me to do about it? The house in flames!
Allison: Ooooh…you old coot! You never did like Neko!
Harry: Well you always spend more time with him then you do with me!
Hearing the old couple argue with one another, James just continued to walk on by, staring at the house, starting to collapse from the heat of the flames. The elderly woman noticed James walking by and walked over to him.
Allison: SIR! SIR! Please…you’ve got to help me! My kitty is still in there! She’ll be burnt alive if you don’t!
James: …It’s a cat. You can get a new one…if you have the money…
Allison: Money isn’t the issue! There can only be one Neko! …
James shook his head no and continued to walk away from the elderly woman. He wanted to help…but thought it would be far too risky to get himself killed over such a small animal. Allison, in desperateness, grabbed her purse.
Allison: WAIT! …Please…if you want…I’ll give you 100 dollars as a reward!
James stopped dead in his tracks. 100 dollars would help out his expenses. He turned around to Allison, nodding.
James: …Now you’re talking. One Benjamin for one Neko…coming right up!
Allison: Oh thank you! …Ira! Hurry up and pay the man! My Neko is probably burning up in there!
Rolling his eyes, Ira took out his wallet and pulled out a nice new 100 dollar bill. Taking the elderly man’s money, James looked at the engulfed home and gulped. But he couldn’t back down now. He’s 100 dollars richer right now…and…in truth…he always wanted to help people…he just needed a little motivation to do it. Placing down his guitar and taking a deep breath to try and brace himself, James raced into the burning building. Bursting through the front door, James was a bit taken back by the immense heat that was imitating from the house and began choking on the intense smoke. Squinting to see inside the home, James walked deeper inside the home, dodging a bunch of wooden pillars that had fallen from the roof of the house. Walking into what seemed to be the true meaning of Hell’s Kitchen; James continued to look around the house for the cat. Hearing a faint cry, James desperately looked inside the home and found a fat, black and white cat sitting on top of the refrigerator, scared out of its mind. James slowly walked over to the cat, extending his arm to him.
James: Here Neko…come on you cute fur ball…I’m trying to save you, ok? So just…come on….AHHH!
Suddenly, the cat onto James’s face, clawing and scratching him like mad. James pulled the cat off of his face and slowly staggered over to exit from the house. He began to feel rather lightheaded and dizzy, shaking his head to keep him from passing out from all the choking smoke. Finally, James exited the burning house and held out the fat cat in front of him. His head was spinning wildly, causing him to lose complete consciousness.
James: Here’s…your…cat….ughhh….
Dropping the cat onto the ground, James fell backwards onto the ground, his arm landing just inside the home. Just as James passed out, his arm started to glow bright green for only a few seconds before the pieces of the burning house above fell on top of his arm and covered it completely in flames. Allison gasped in horror.
Allison: Oh Ira! Quick! Pull him out of the house!
Ira ran as fast as his old legs would allow him and grabbed James by the feet and dragged him out. As soon as he did, however, Ira saw a rather disturbing sight. James’s arm was completely engulfed in fire. He gasped as he quickly lifted his leg and smashed James’s arm. This impact awakened James from his unconscious state.
James: OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW! That hurt! What are you doing?!
Ira: Your arm! It’s on fire!
Looking at his own hand, James saw to his unfortunate surprise that it was, in fact, completely on fire. James screamed, like a little girl no less, and ran around like a chicken with its head chopped off.
James:  OH MY GOD, I’M ON FIRE! AAHHH! OH GREAT ROCK GODS ABOVE SAVE ME FROM THE FLAMES OF HELL!!!
Looking around for anything to put out his hand, James found a small fish pond and stuck his hand in. Steam appeared as James sighed in relief, finally putting out his hand. Taking his hand out the pond, James gasped at what he saw. His hand was no longer encased by fire, but now made completely out of water. He made a fist, letting his fingers touch against his palm and watched as it wrinkled like a rock being thrown into a pond.
Ira: Is there something wrong?
Getting startled by the two older couple, James quickly spun around and watched as he arm extended like a rubber band and slapped the old couple across the face, knocking them unconscious. Blinking in disbelief, James quickly picked up his guitar and ran down the street. Looking back at the burning house, James dripped over some garbage cans and fell hard onto the pavement. He suddenly felt something heavy on top of his hand and looked up from his face smashed against the pavement. His eyes widened as he saw his arm was now completely made up of stone. He picked himself up and then his rock arm and held onto it as he felt like he was going to collapse.
James: This can’t be happening to me… I’ve just got to get home and see Uncle Gilbert. He can help…I think…
Continuing to run down the street, James raced for his home as fast as he possibly could…
Meanwhile, deep within the shadows of the dark forest, two high school football teammates are out looking for something within the blinding darkness. Tripping on small rocks and roots, the two were very noisy and loud and would make out to be a pathetic excuse for ninjas. The two young men also failed to bring along anything that would help them prepare for the wilderness. No map…no light…no food…well…at least enough of it. One of the two football players noisily unwrapped his burger that had the Happy Burger logo on it and went took on a bite out of it. Through the small light that was laminating from the moon above, the young man noticed that drop of ketchup had stained his slick football jacket. He licked his thumb and began trying to wipe off the stain from his team’s name, “Maverick Hunters”. He sighed as he tried to take another bit but was stopped by his fellow teammate. His friend slapped the burger out of his hand and let it fall to the ground.
Arnold: Dave! What are you doing man? This isn’t the time to be snacking!
Dave: Aw, come on, Arnold! I’m starving! And that cost me a whole dollar! My mommy…I mean…momma gave me that dollar! You gonna pay you back, aren’t you?
Arnold: Wait…are you saying you got that burger for 1 dollar? You serious? Wow that’s pretty good.
Dave: Yeah and they also have chicken McHerpies for only a dollar.
Arnold: …Um…I don’t think I want anything if it’s called McHerpies…you mean McHappies?
Dave: Oh right…oh! And they also have Chicken tenders with sweet and sour sauce!
Arnold:  Ooo…I want that all inside me, let me tell you…heheheh…HEY WAIT MINUTE! Don’t distract me now, Dave! I need you to be on your game! That meteorite crashed nearby here and I want us to be able to see it. If we discover it first we’ll be rich and famous! We could even be on the Colbert Report with Stephen Colbert!
Dave: As long as we aren’t on the Howard Stern show…that Beetle juice guy scares you…
Arnold: Tch…Mini Me from Austin Powers scares you...so just shut up and let’s just go look for that meteorite!
Dave:  I don’t think it was a meteorite…
Arnold: And I don’t think you know what 15 + 15 =!!!
Dave: I do too!  It equals 35! …Or…no…wait…what was the numbers again?
Arnold: Forget it! …I think I heard something…
Hearing noises coming from the nearby bushes, Dave and Arnold both stood completely still. Dave leaned on Arnold as they both waited for something to emerge from the bushes. Leaping out form the bushes was a large wolf like creature, drooling saliva from its mouth. The two looked at one another with a look of fright.
Arnold: Holy crap! That thing is drooling like crazy!
Dave: Maybe it’s hungry?
Dave slowly knelt to pick up the burger that now had small ants crawling all over it and tossed at the savage animal. The creature snarled viciously at Dave loudly as he began to stand back up to his feet.
Dave: Uh-oh…I don’t think it liked that, Arnold…Arnold?
Looking for his friend, Arnold had already drove off his car, forgetting about Dave.
Dave: …Uh…nice teeth?
Barking in response, the large hound leaped into the air on top of Dave. Dave screamed like a wild 5 year old…