Chapter 1
Milque-Toast Boy
Milque-Toast Boy was what he was called. Tarou Millions Magicka and his twin sister, Alyssa Lins Magicka, were on the roof after school. She asked him to jump off the roof. He was climbing the fence when they were caught by the student council president, Mrs. Malorie. She went and told the principal what they were doing. They were demoted to school punishers and made to sweep the hallway. After Mrs. Malorie, who was the same age as them. She was watching them to make sure they would not run away. She as holding a shinai and dressed in her school uniform. They were wearing school uniforms, but Alyssa, who was a girl, too, was wearing a red version of their school unform. Tarou was wearing a red uniform as well. Milque-Toast Boy knocked the bucket of water over. Mrs. Malorie adjusted her glasses. He and his sister Alyssa finished the dirty job and walked home together with Mrs. Malorie. Alyssa was swinging her black school bag around and Tarou and Mrs. Malorie were just carrying theirs. Mrs. Malorie was also wearing spectacles. She had her hair done up in pigtails and had a garrison cap on her head. It was black and had buttons on it. Alyssa had a big, blue ribbon on the front of her school uniform. Tarou was wearing black slacks, and they all had black shoes on. Tarou and Alyssa said good bye to Mrs. Malorie and went in to their house. They lived near the school and Mrs. Malorie had to catch a train to get to hers. She was been watchful for perverts on the train, but this time, noticed there was nothing dangerous about, so she got on. This train did not have the particularly rich atmosphere she was used to at her house. She lived in a nice mansion. These were the lowest of the low. This train in particular was a dangerous one. It went from the 9th district all the way to the 10th, then made a loop and returned to the 9th district. It ran every hour, on the dot, and never missed a beat, or a stop. It stopped at 12PM at night, or 12AM to her, as she knew the clock was wrong. The car was bouncing. She dropped her school bag and someone put something into it. She looked around and saw her teacher, Mr. Marikari, or Mac as they called him, sitting on one of the train benches that was stuffed into the sides of the train. They were unnaturally filthy. They had nice leather padding, but once you sat down on one, they bent and yawed, and you couldn't get out of them ever again. He was sitting down and looked like he had had a rough day. She asked him where he was going, sitting down next to him. He told her he was surprised to see her on this train. He said he was going home. He asked her where she got that item, and she realized he was staring at her. He was talking about her new earrings. They were not allowed to wear them at school, and just having your ears pierced meant facing expulsion. She realized she was in danger, and was trying to put on a brave face. She was pouting and asked him if he was from around the 9th district. He said he was. She assured him she was going to be all right. He hid her when the guards came looking for underaged passengers. This train was in particular a peculiar one. It was at the 10th district that she got off with her teacher, Mr. Mac, and they walked to her house. He left her at the front gates and was not allowed in. The guards were blocking him from entering. The bright golden gates of Mrs. Malorie's mansion were opened, and she stepped inside and ascended into the open doors, held open by her butler, Mr. Morris. Mr. Morris was just doing his job, he told her when she thanked him, and noticed Mr. Mac was staring. He followed the young heiress Mrs. Malorie into the parlor, where she took her shoes off and made her way to the kitchen, where her parents were. She hugged her father and greeted her mother with a curtsy. The maid took her to her bed chambers. There, she did her homework and got ready for bed. She took a bath in their large and magnificent bath tub and changed into her nightgown. She slept in the gigantic bed she owned and Milque-Toast Boy and his sister slept soundly in their small home. Their parents were not there when they got back home from school that day. They had left a note saying they were sorry, but they had to work late, and his mother had baked them supper, and that it was, the letter told them both, in the refrigerator, where they could find it and then the letter also told them how and at what length of time they could heat the meal's up. They ate and bathed and Alyssa painted her nails and got ready for the track meet she would be having the next day. Tarou listened to his music from his music player and wore his earbuds while he relaxed. Mr. Mac smoked a cigarette, he had a few in the ashtray already, and was drinking a beer at his humble abode, an apartment in the 10th district where Mrs. Malorie lived as well. He had a sandwich for dinner and barely touched it. He went for a run outside and was wearing his school clothes. He got back inside and took a shower and got out and towel dried himself off before getting dressed to go out for his night-time job. He was a bank robber and had stolen a lot of money from the System's National Bank, which was the main bank in the town of System of Authority. He had beaten the system, and was on his way back home, to his apartment in the 10th district, when it hit him. He had been bugged. The Night Police of the 10th district chased him until they could no longer find any trace of Mr. Mac, the school teacher and the bank robber who went out late at night as his night gig to rob the System of Authority he was supposed to serve. He had been caught. They brought him in to the dark room hidden beneath the System of Authority's 2nd district civil headquarters. There, he was interrogated by Mrs. Malorie. Unbeknownst to the rest, she was their leader. It was her family who was running the show in the System of Authority. She had him ruined.
Back at school the next day, Tarou and his sister Alyssa had a tennis match against the rest of the school players in the tennis club. They had managed to spike the ball when Mrs. Malorie and Mr. Mac appeared. Mr. Mac was wearing a strange neck garment. It had blinking red numbers on it. She was apparently very pleased with herself, very pleased indeed. Tarou noticed and his sister did too. But they were gone in the flash of an instant, and Tarou and Alyssa had to find out where they went exactly, before they could put their fears to rest.
That night, in the dark gymnasium, after sneaking inside and avoiding the school police union, the two siblings uncovered a plot so deep, so dark, so mysterious that it would shake the very foundations of their world...
To be continued.
Next episode:
Night Plot at St. Augustine's Holy Academy for the Unenduring World
Synopsis: On the next episode of Dynamite Alley, Tarou and Alyssa will uncover the truth behind the disappearance of the missing people. They have been hearing stories of people just up and vanishing. It is as if the world itself is drawing near to a time of change, a departure for the people of the System of Authority's 9th district, the 10th district, and even the 3rd and 4th's. When Tarou and Alyssa uncover the plot to overthrow the System of Authority's System Collapse Wave Program, they are thrust into a conflict as old, and as dangerous, as time itself occurs to leave them without even one chance to get even...
Tune in next time, for the continuation of the first episode of this web novel, Dynamite Alley, where blood, magic, and even sex and spellbinding torture, combine into one series you will not want to miss a single second of... Mwahahahahahaha! Get ready for the ride of your lives, folks and spell-slingers, because Dynamite Alley will continue in the next episode: Night Plot at St. Augustine's Holy Academy for the Unenduring World. Can you get even closer to the truth? Will you die in pain, or just plain agonizing torture, folks who can not get it through their thick skulls to just roll over and give in to the System of Authority! You can not escape. Just keep telling yourself that you will be all right...
Dynamite Alley, The Curse of the World & Those Who Try To Stop It
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