Chapter          1

Jonathan sat at the edge of his bed peering at a photo in his hand . He rather enjoyed the memories that came from within the photo . It appeared old, dusty and worn out but it was a picture of Jonathan as a 5 year old playing catch with his father . Whenever he needed an extra boost of confidence for something he looked at the photo and everything would be alright . the reason he was needing confidence today was the fact that a man was looking through the orphanage to see if he wanted to get one of them a place in his home .

Jon did not know who this man was because all he knew was what he listened to while eavesdropping with some of the other boys and did not even know if he was actually coming . 

Hours had passed and it was the middle of the afternoon when a car pulled into the driveway of the gray orphanage . the car had twin side-mount steel-covered wire-wheel spares, tucked into its sweeping black front fenders. which sticked out from the other cars. A man got out of the car an older man apering in his erly fiftys mabey young sixtys a grayish brown beard covers his face brown spikey hair is at the top of his head makeing him seem slitly yunger but of course jon did not know his age but what he did know was the man was tall jon was tall for his age being about 6.11 despite being 15 but the man was at a whole nother level being 8.1 . despite his age jon was a bit stonger than most city men sinse he often got into scraps with the other boys him more often than not winning with a bloody nose and a detention or a new enimy for evry one else thougt he was cheating but it was just his strenth was just too great .The man was also a bit on the stronger side as well .

The orphonage started calling down people to get 

interveiws most lasting a couple minits ending with the 

man apolojysing for not picking those kids. then it came to jonathathan . jonathan grabed the chair that fit his hight and took a seat. 

Name . that word coming from the mans mouth pirsing the silense like a blade sliseing througe a fruit . jon studderd for a second then the man said it again jon said ‘jonathan reed … sir’. The man looked puzzled almost like he was not supposed say somthing and said ‘dont call me sir call me chadwic or char for short’.

‘Ok’ jon said softly . char began to speak agian ‘do you have any hobbies jon ?’ 

Jon replide a bit more comfortable now . ‘oh yes I like to read