In the year 2000 in a large city in England called London a 15 year old high school boy named Jude was casually strolling down the sidewalk towards his school. As he came up to the corner of the street near his school, he saw his friend come barrelling down the lane towards him at full force and instinctively doges to the right. His friend goes tumbling down scraping the parts that made contact with the concrete.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to doge I... just did it without a thought," he said grabbing hold of his friend and wiping the dirt off of him.
"That doesn't matter now I'm running for a reason and that reason is behind me," he said looking back frightened of what was about to come.
A moment passed and five tall muscular boys that looked like they were upper classmates rampaged aimlessly down the pavement. They were coming in fast, so fast that there was no time for getting up, let alone running away. Blocking the view of his friend Jude held out his arms and tried to block the stampede, but the action was not needed for his luck took action instead. The bell rang loud, as if to give a warning not to make another move and the stampede became nothing more then a calm river.
" Saved by the bell what a cliche, that's one hell of a lucky break. No worries, I'll get you after school so don't go anywhere coz I'm ganna give you a-"
"Mister Harrison the bell rang so why aren't you at classes yet," announced a voice coming from the gate. Standing there a tall well built women with glasses and hair strapped in a bun with formal clothes as if she were meeting someone of high standards. She glared into the soul of the boy gouging it out of his body and making him submit. Gritting his teeth but still respectful to the teacher he left with his mates and headed to class.
"What are you still doing here boys I wasn't only talking to him you two have classes, no" said the teacher with a dignified voice.
"Yes ma'ma."
"And get that uniform cleaned, you look filthy to look at"
The first class had already stared so they were ordered by our English teacher to go collect their late slips. Once returning they sat at their usual place far at the back of the classroom. Their history teacher rambled on and on about the World War Two while Jude wandered of. There was a tug on his sleeve and he turned to see who it was coming from and found a girl with long purplish hair and red hair at the tips of it. What looked like makeup was nothing more then natural beauty and she was like a goddess to most students here for not only her beauty but the fact that she was the class rep. The girl named Madonna.
"Hey what happened how come you were late today," asked the Madonna.
"It wasn't my fault Sammie was being harassed by the upperclassmen."
"Did he get hurt, coz u look fine."
"Nah we were saved by the bell."
"Wow what a cliche."
"Hmmm that's what the other guy said as well guess it is, uhh."
" Well don't let it happen again, don't be Trudy on your second week of school."
"Miss Lavender and Mister Drago please stop talking when i am or I'm afraid there won't be any second chances and I'll have to report you to the principal." Exclaimed the history teacher with a strong french accent.
"Sorry ma'ma I was only telling him the importance of not being tardy," Madonna said with an innocent smile.
* I get why people like her but she is too much of a pain in the ass so I'll stay clear from her* Jude thought in his head as he looked at her.
The day came to an end and Jude made his way back home escaping the wrath of the upperclassmen and slipping through their grasp. As he walked he thought about the girl Madonna, he did have a crush on her but didn't know what to do about it. He asked his friend about the matter but he just said ' just go for it I'm sure she likes you,' though that's not what he wanted to hear. He wanted the answer to be more like——
BAM!!! Something hit his leg and made him fall face down to the floor. When he opened his eyes he was face to face with a wall...no a coffin. Bewildered as to why no one was shocked that a coffin was on the middle of a sidewalk he stood up and straightened himself. Once up he realised that the coffin was now up right and hovering above the floor, Jude's mouth dropped.
* what the hell* thought Jude in his head. *what is this. It's a coffin that is hovering and how come I'm the only one seeing this*
A man in a business suite walked right through the coffin and didn't seem fazed, like it wasn't even there.
* I'm sorry what, I don't know anyone who can walk through objects like that. I mean it's not like I imagined it I literally fell on it so it does exist. Right?*
Reaching out then touching it feel the freezing wood on his hand he knew it was real, . He saw that there was a name written on it it was a name that he had never hear before Zet...
Then with out warning the moment his hand left the surface of the coffin it flung open so wide the door flew right of. Inside was.... nothing. There was nothing but darkness, however it was strange for this darkness was a different shade of black it was far darker then any black he had ever seen. It made the pitch black night seem like a sunrise while this was the true colour of darkness a shade darker then black.
Two eyes flicked right open and a clear white Cheshire Cat smile appeared in a blink. There is something in there and it felt far to dangerous that it made him kneel down on the floor before it.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, now that was a good nap. Now then time to get started on my revenge because I am not stopping till I see that bastards head by my feet."
Jude stood there absolutely flabbergasted.