My name is (Y/N) (L/N), and for the past 7 years, I've lived in an orphanage since I was 10. I graduated from high school a year early, and I'm a fast learner. I even learned martial arts and parkour alone, and I'm pretty intellectual when it comes to Marvel comics and anime. And I may or may not have learned how to steal since I never really had any money. Today is my 17th birthday, but I have no one to celebrate it with. I was currently outside on my phone, a Samsung Galaxy 20 that I "bought " until some lady in a business suit who was holding an envelope and a small box walked up to me.
Lady: Are you (Y/N) (L/N)?
Y/N: Ummm... Yes? I'm sorry, who are you?
Sam: I'm Samantha Jackson, but please call me Sam. I'm or rather was your fathers lawyer.
I was left speechless to meet my father's lawyer, and I hope whatever reason she's here isn't anything bad.
Y/N: Hi Sam! Pleased to meet you. (Offers hand shake)
Sam: (Smile) We've already met you were still little at the time. (shakes hand)
I didn't remember her at all either because I was still younger at the time or because it's been years.
Y/N: Sorry, but I don't seem to recognize you.
Sam: It's fine, but I'm here for something important. (hands over box and envelope)
She gave me a small box with an envelope and I got curious since I wasn't expecting a package.
Y/N: What's this?
Sam: Your birthday present,.... from your father.
I looked at her in complete shock. To think this is a present from my father.
Y/N: What!?. . But. . . How?... When?
Sam: Before he died, he called me over to sign a few papers. What you have in that box came from your father. He asked me for help to pull some strings and to make sure this gets to you personally. You may not remember this, but you signed these papers too, so whatever you have in that box is all yours and yours alone.
I was left speechless. I couldn't believe what I was told. My father went through a lot of trouble to ensure that whatever it is in the box goes to me.
Y/N: Thank you, Sam.
Sam: (Smile) Anytime, take good care of yourself, ok.
I gave her a nod, and she left after that. I immediately went to my room and locked the door so no one could barge in.
Y/N: Alright, dad, what did you hide from me until my 17th birthday?
As I removed the tape from the box, I opened the flaps, and what I saw made me lose my mind screaming in my hands.
Y/N: (Screaming in hands) WHAT THE ACTUAL FU-
I rushed back to the box and looked back inside. To my surprise, it was really there. A small box full of
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stacks of cash.
(A/N: All 100 dollar bills)
Y/N: What the hell? Did he really? How? When? WHAT!?
I was still trying to process this. My mind was overwhelmed. Then I remembered the envelope, so without a second thought I opened it and it was a letter from my father.
"Y/N, my son, as you read this letter, it means Sam gave you the box with the money it contains. I wrote this letter and asked Sam to give you this just in case something happened to your mom and I. The money you received was the money I won in a lottery ticket. 500 thousand dollars, there was more, but I used the extra for the family, and the rest was put in a trust. Legally, you're supposed to get it at the age of 18, but Sam managed to pull some strings and made sure you get it at 17. I saved this money for you so you could use it for school, a new car, or anything to help you get by, I trust you'll use it wisely. If anything happens to me and your mother, please know that we love you and that you were the best thing that's ever happened to us. We love you, my son.
As I was finishing reading the letter, some of my tears fell on the letter. I wipe it all away, my tears. Folding a letter and holding it close to my chest.
Y/N: (In tears) Thank you, dad. I miss you, and I love you guys so much.
As I finished letting out my tears, there was a knock on my door. I quickly hid my money and opened the door to see that it was Vicky, the one who runs the orphanage.
Y/N: Oh hi Vicky, what's up?
Vicky: (Y/N), I've got great news, you're getting adopted by your grandparents.
I was shocked to hear that, especially since they were the ones who left me here after what they did to me. Vicky, of course, didn't know that, so I played along to know more about it.
Y/N: Really? That's great. Where are they?
Vicky: They are downstairs, but I got to get your papers first, so I'll be right back.
As she left, I made my way downstairs to see and listen to them.
Grandpa: He doesn't deserve it, that money should've been ours.
Y/N: (Thinking) Wait, they know about the money?
Grandma: I can't believe it. Our own son won a lottery and didn't tell us or give us any of that money? Instead, he decided to give it to his little rat as a birthday present.
Grandpa: That lawyer must've been so stupid to inform us that he received the money. So what do we do with him once we take the money?
Grandma: Like I said, we adopt him, take his cash, kill him, and drop his body in the ocean. And if people ask, we'll just say he ran away and we use the money to get out of the country before anyone realizes.
Grandpa: Right, this'll be easy as hell.
I couldn't believe what I had just heard. They were planning to kill me for the money I was given. I knew something wasn't right. And now there was only one thing left to do.
Y/N: (Whisper) I need to get the Fuck out of here.
And just like that, I quickly and quietly made my way back to my room and packed up all I had with me, along with some snacks, and got ready to sneak out the window. But before I got out, I left a single 100 dollar bill on my bed with a note saying, "Here's that money you wanted." I wasn't going to make it to the city before the sun went down, so I made my way to the secret cave I found in the forest.
Time skip...3rd pov
As (y/n) made his way to his secret cave that he found when he was 15, he felt a raindrop hit his nose, as he looked up as it slowly started to rain fast. With no time to waste, he ran as fast as he could to the cave. He made it at the last second before the rain came crashing down hard.
Y/N: *pant* Just *pant* my *pant* luck. I'll just rest here until the rain stops or slows down.
He set his stuff down and took out a black Spider-Man hoodie from his backpack to stay warm.
As he gets comfortable, the moonlight shines down on him. He looks up at the moon and lets his tears drop.
Y/N: (crying) Mom, Dad, I miss you guys so much, I don't know what to do from here.
He laid his head down and closed his eyes and said a few words before falling asleep.
Y/N: (crying) I wish I had friends, I wish I had a family again, I wish I had a place to call home.
30 minutes later.
After letting his tears drop for a good amount of time, he fell asleep. The full moon was shining brightly, and its light was shining on (y/n) as he slept. Its light got brighter and brighter until the full moon cracked and its light covered (y/n) completely, and he disappeared without a trace.
??? The next day
??? Pov
Me and my partner Blake and I made our way to the temple, and when we arrived, we saw that the relics were chess pieces.
Blake: Chess pieces?
??? Yeah, some of them are missing. Guess we're not the first ones here.
Blake: Well, I guess we should pick one.
I looked at the pieces and saw one that looked like a horse.
???" (Smile) Hmmm, how about a cute little pony?
Blake: Sure.
We walked towards each other.
???" Well, that wasn't too hard.
Blake: Well, it's not like this place was difficult to find.
We smiled at each other as we started to leave until we heard a yawn.
Blake: Yang, you heard that too, right?
Yang: Yeah. But where did it come from?
Then we heard groaning, and we looked to our right to see a boy who looked to be about our age, with black hair and a black hoodie with a white spider symbol. He looked like he was just waking up.
Yang: (Thinking) Was he sleeping in the middle of the forest? But wait, he wasn't even here when we arrived. Where did he come from?
(A/N: The marked spot is where the reader appeared.)
The boy then quickly stood up and looked around, surprised, confused, and a bit scared. He spotted us and looked at us in confusion and asked.
???" Who the hell are you girls?
End of prologue.