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Part One Chapter One: Turning 13

"A little cliché, but I'll take it," he said , "give me your medical bracelet."

I took the bracelet off my wrist and gave it to him.

"Why do you need my bracelet?"

As if he was answering my question, he threw my bracelet down the hallway and surprisingly it made a loud enough noise to draw the two men down the hall.

"Okay go." He told me.

"I should really stop questioning you." I said.

Why do I have a feeling this isn't going to go well and I'm going to find myself in the middle of a unrealistic action movie? I thought to myself.

I got up and peeked out from behind the couch and when I saw they were still gone, I got up and made my way over to the desk. Unfortunately, the desk was further away then I thought it was and the two men had come back in the room before I could get to the desk. One of the men saw me and shot. In a final attempt to save my life I jumped behind the desk narrowly avoiding getting shot.

Ding ding ding, we have a winner!

"Holy crap!"

"Destiny are you okay?" Uncle John asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay, but I'm totally the next James Bond."

Another gun shot was fired in the direction of the desk, but didn't kill anything except an innocent stuffed zebra sitting on the counter.

"Oh come on man! What did that zebra ever do to you?" I called.

Another shot was fired, but this time in a direction away from where I was hiding. After that another shot was fired and another and another and another until it sounded like a full blown shoot out.

Wait, this doesn't make sense. No one, but the men in black have a gun, who could be shooting a them. Are the cops here? I thought.

Another shot was fired in my direction. but this time I was caught of guard and it nicked my side enough that it bled, and bad.

"Ah!"

"Destiny!"

BANG! Another shot was fired, but this time followed with a thud. Then I heard another thud and a groan that sounded a lot like Uncle John.

"Uncle John!" I yelled.

No answer.

I stepped out from behind the desk clutching my side to see Uncle John holding a gun standing over one two guys that had been knocked unconscious.

"Uncle John, what happened?" I asked.

"Well, at first they were shooting at you, so I picked up one of the chairs and threw it at them trying to hit one, but instead they jumped out of the way. One of them dropped their gun, so I grabbed it and knocked them out with it." He said.

"Why not shoot them?"

"I don't want to kill people Destiny!"

"They where trying to kill us!"

"Destiny, if I kill anyone I'll be taken into custody and you will be taken into some kind of foster care system. That cannot happen." he said.

"It would only be in self defense."

"Destiny, it wouldn't matter, they would have to take me whether it was in self defense, an accident, or on purpose. And that's because people lie, people lie and they will say anything to get away with anything. Besides, if there's a way to avoid killing someone you should probably do it." He said.