Capítulo 1: ...B-Billy John...B-Beginning...
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...My name is B-Billy John...b-but I go b-by B-Bill as well...and I am going to tell you a story...of what I was...what I am and...what I am going to b-be...
...so...like any story I heard, I'll start with...what I was, in the b-beginning...
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(Bang! Bang!...Bang!...)-Gunshots-
(#$%^##...$&%^#&...*&^@#$$)-incomprehensible yelling-
[Billy]...Ahh!...what...
Everything feels like fire, like my b-blood is b-boiling. I'm...getting cold...
[Billy]...what is...h-happening...I-I am...cold...w-why am I...wet...
Looking around and feeling my body, I realized I was covered in something wet...everything is starting to taste like pennies. Something is dripping from my mouth and nose as I lay in my bed.
(..woop...woop woop...wooP WOOP... WOOP WOOP...)-police sirens coming closer from the distance-
The alley around me is starting to flash, lots of pretty blues, reds and whites surround me gradually...the brightness slowly building in intensity...it starts to hurt me, forcing me to close my eyes and look away. The sounds of gunshots pick up again around me...making me cower from the noises around me, covering my ears from the still increasing pain, a constant whistle blows into my head. I think I started to crawl towards the light...the pretty lights...I have no idea what is happening around me, everything is so confusing to me, I don't understand whats happening...
[???]...$%^=%$...%#$/^$...(something picks me up, holding me from behind)
With caution of the lights, I open my eyes...seeing a group of people in front of me...they are covered in the pretty flashing lights...I am so confused...I feel that something is put on the side of my head. Before I had the chance to see what it was...
(BANG!)-gunshot
...I-I am not cold anymore...I think I am dry now, I no longer taste the pennies...I am so confused, where are the pretty lights...I liked the pretty lights, they remind me of when it snows, the nice people put lots of pretty lights everywhere when it snows...I am always sad when the snow leaves, those pretty lights always went away with them...but I don't mind that to much, I always wait for it to snow again...just to see those pretty lights...all the reds...the greens...the blues...almost like there are rainbows everywhere...I like rainbows to, but they never really come with the snow...they come with the pretty flowers...the ones after the snow goes away...they are always so pretty, I always try to touch them but...every time I do, they break...I try not to break them, I try to be gentle, I really do but they always break...eventually I just gave up trying and simply watched them from afar...I started doing that to all sorts of things around me, just watching...I was sad at first, simply watching made me sad, sad I couldn't touch the things I was watching...I don't want to break anything, people yell when I do so I don't...it really hurts when they yell, I run from the yelling to make the pain go away...it does go away when I do but it forces me to stay away from the pretty things...I am sad the most when the nice green leafs fall from the sky, just to sit there on the ground to die...I tried to help them live at first but they all always turn yellow and brown, they end up all dry and fragile eventually...I always cry when that happens, always crying when they fall from the sky...I am forced to sit there and watch them all die, I usually talk to all the leafs and plants around me as they die...hoping they feel some comfort, hoping it does something...as everything around me changes with the snow, the flowers, the sun and the leafs, I just talk to the things around me, finding comfort in everything I can...
...I am confused again, I am sad when I am confused but I can't help it...I have noticed that everything around me is white, the floor, the sky, everything...there is no flowers, there is no snow, and no leafs...this is strange, I am scared, I sit down on the ground holding my head and closing my eyes...I like to do this when I am confused or scared, it calms me when I do...I think about the snow and the flowe-...
[???]...Hello young one, there is no need to be sad or scared. Confused is a given but everything is fine...please open your eyes, I would like to talk to you.
...I do as the kind voice says and open my eyes...I am once more confused...I am now back on my bed within the alley, there are people going about their day on the sidewalks, driving their cars going to where ever it is they go...The flashing lights and the people are gone, the other kind people in worn clothing like mine are not around...I see someone sitting on the floor in front of me...it is a kind looking old man, hugging his knees, his clothes are all white...I want to touch it to see what it feels like but I don't, I would break it and the kind man in front of me would yell...I don't want him to yell so I keep my hands in my lap and look at him...
[???]...Well there you are young man...would you be willing to talk to me, I have much to tell you and I believe you could be interested in what I have to say.
...I stare at the man deeply, completely shocked that someone would want to talk to me...no one ever talks to me, everyone just leaves me alone...
[Bill]...H-Hello...my name...is B-Billy...B-Billy John...but you may call me...B-Bill...
[???]...You have good manners for one such as yourself, Bill. I am very proud that you do...well, let me return the favor young Bill. Hello Bill, my name is...God, but you may call me Rob...or old man if you so wish.
...He is proud...of me...why?...why is he proud of me, does he care for me?...no one cares for me so why him?...wh-...
[Rob]...Young Bill, I am proud of everything there is, everything that was, and everything that will be...I created this universe and in turn the universe has created you...I have watched everything that has happened to anyone and anything, even you. You are one of the things I am most proud of, so I wish to talk to you and offer you something...would you like that young Bill?
...This kind, caring, and peaceful old man...he really does care for me, he cares for everything...like a grandfather cares for his children and the children's children...am I his child?...I have never had a father before, or a grandfather, a mother, a grandmother, siblings...I have always been alone...always...
[Rob]...Hmhmhm, young Bill...you no longer need to be alone, there is no reason to be so. If you would like, I can be your grandfather...that way you won't be alone any-longer...would you like that, young Bill?
...he can be my grandfather?...so I won't be alone anymore...family...I would have a family...
[Bill]...Y-Yes, I would like that...Grandfather...
[Grandfather]...Very well, I will be your grandfather. I will take care of you from now on, young Bill. Now, would you like a gift from your grandfather? I am sure you would like it.
...My Grandfather...is giving me a gift?...I have never had a gift before...I am so happy!...
[Bill]...Yes, I would like a gift, very much so...Grandfather...
[Grandfather]...Very well, for my first gift to you...how would you like to always talk with me, anywhere you go...
…I can talk with grandfather...where ever I am?...
[Bill]...I would like that very much...Grandfather, please...
[Grandfather]…very well, young Bill...I will always be with you, no longer will you be left alone...
…What?...I won't be alone...anymore...I am so happy!...
[Bill]…Hahahaaa!...Thank you Grandfather...hahahaaa!...
[Grandfather]....now now, there is no need to cry...there something else I wish to tell you young Bill. It is about your world, Earth and everything that lives...will be in danger...
...What!?...danger!?...the pretty flowers and leafs...NO, I can't let that happen...I won't let that happen!...I will protect the nice people!...I will not let them be hurt!...
[Grandfather]...That is good young Bill, very good. The question is...how will you protect them?...what can you do to protect them as you are now?
...As I am now?...to protect them as I am now?...to protect them from anything that wishes them harm...I am not strong enough to...I am not smart enough to do it...I need to be smarter, I need to be Stronger...I can't protect them...I can't...
[Bill]...I can't do anything to protect them...I am weak...I am stupid...
[Grandfather]...Now Bill, you are NOT stupid...far from it, you are just now aware of your surroundings. Young Bill, to help protect that which you love, I can make you stronger, make you faster, I can even make it so you heal from anything...even age. You would never get sick...you would never starve...you wouldn't even need to breathe...would you like that, young Bill?
...Grandfather can make me stronger?...faster?...I won't get sick anymore, I would heal from things that hurt me...
[Bill]...Grandfather...you would do this...for me?...I don't know...what to say...
[Grandfather]...Say yes...that is all that needs to be said, say yes...and you can protect...anything.
...Looking at Grandfathers kind smile, confident words, relaxed body...there isn't a reason to say no...
[Bill]...Yes...
[Grandfather]...Very well young Bill, very well. When you wake up, you will be a child, and you will be watched over by good people...goodbye...young Bill...
...G-Goodbye?...ohhhh...I am getting sleepy...everything is hazy...am I falling?...s-sleepy...
-Bill falls asleep on the floor in the alley-
[Grandfather]...Hmmmm, goodnight...Bill...
TO BE CONTINUED...
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