Date: Fri, 10 May 2002 04:30:50 -0500
From: neo writer <neowriter24@hotmail.com>
Subject: It's Real

Authors note: Hi all this is my first attempt at writing a story. So please
let me know what you all think of.

Legal notice: This story is pure fiction. I don't claim to know the
sexuality of any one mentioned in this story.

Contact info: you can contact me by e-mailing me at neowriter24@hotmail.com
flames will be ignored but all suggestions are wanted.


	Do you believe in this world you live in? Do you believe it is
real? Do you believe that the computer you are setting at right now reading
this is real? If you believe it is then to you your right. What you believe
is real is real to you. You think I am about to tell you it isn't, well I'm
not. For you see I am as real as you are, if not more so. That right I am
real in a way. You see I can manipulate time and space as if it was a
computer program, though I can't manipulate others I can manipulate the
things around me. I can change the basic look of myself to give the effect
I am a totally different person. You are probably saying your joking right
well if you think I am then I guess I am. But there was a time when I
thought as you do now. The only difference is I woke up, so to speak. Or
rather my mind did. It is true when they humans only use a very small
portion of their mind. Yes there are others out there just like who have
awakened but their strengths might lie elsewhere. But most are the same. I
guess you want to know how I came to be awakened, okay then here's my
story.

Time: Summer of 1998
Location: Somewhere in the southern area of Texas

	My day started out as normal I guess getting up and getting ready
for work at the local music store. It wasn't very large, but it was a
job. I live alone in a small apartment. I don't have much other than what
my parents gave me as a house warming gifts. Mainly the essentials like a
small couch straight chair dinette set and the complex supplied the needed
appliances. I had a nice bedroom suit though. A four poster king size bed
with the drapes made from a dark oak. With an antique dresser from my
grandmother, you know the kind with the circle mirror and such. A chest of
drawers to match the dresser. Anyway getting up from the nice slumber is
always hard for me since the bed was so comfortable.  But I did drag myself
from the comforts of bed to take my shower and such.

	Stepping into the bathroom I took a look into the mirror and saw a
young man that given the chance could make another very happy. I have a
nice body I think. It is like all sculpted and such but firm and tight. It
was more of a normal build I guess you can say.  My hair hung down to a
little below my shoulders and was the color of coal. It seemed to have
almost a bluish tent to it. Which made my crystal blue eyes stand out with
fire almost. I smiled into the reflection and went to turn the shower on to
so it can warm up to the right temperature. Letting the warm water wash
away the sleep I began to feel alive again. Showers are the one thing I
look forward to when I wake up cause they make me feel alive. Finishing I
step out and dry off with a large fluffy towel. Then I have to dress in
that damn music uniform. Which is puke green and green pants. The attire
makes me look sick. After that I leave the apartment and head to the store
to start the day. The traffic is unusually busy this morning so pulling out
onto the by-pass to get to work is gonna be tricky. I finally see an
opening and try to make it. And success I am in traffic on my way to
work. I drive a couple of miles to the Singleton exit and pull off and head
down Singleton to Marks Music and CD. Upon entering the store I see the new
shipment of Backstreet Boys memorabilia waiting to be put out. Knowing Mark
he leaves that to me. So grudgingly I clock in and start to work. It's not
like I dislike the Backstreet Boys it's just there is some much there and a
lot of it is small items. I open the first box and see it is the Chapter
One CD's. Well time to get the price gun and start marking them.  Luckily
Lucy is working this morning so she can handle the register. Or so I
thought she would anyway. Turns out she is sick this and this leaves me
with mark who never touches the damn thing unless there is a problem and he
always sits in his office. So when the Bells ring announcing a customer I
put down what I am doing and head to the register.

	Sighing I watch as the customer moves about the store browsing the
selections.  This is the worst part about having to do both register and
stock. When a customer enters you have to be at the counter if you are
alone. After about ten minutes the customer comes over to the counter with
his purchases. Now the store itself is a high money marker. I ring up the
Items for this man and turn to give him the amount when I see a gun pointed
in my face.

"Don't say a word, just give me the money and then go to the front and lock
the doors." I did as he said. He followed me with the gun pointed at my
head the entire time. Of course Mark didn't know what was going on as he
was always in his office and there were no cameras, so when I walked in
with the gun behind me he nearly passed out. I noticed the safe was closed
and it was a time lock so getting it opened was gonna be tricky if not
impossible. "You open the safe." He said hitting in the back with the gun.

"I don't know the combination."  Which was the truth.

"You in the chair tell the boy the combination." He snarled.

"The safe is a time lock it won't open for another 30 minutes." The owner
said.

"There is an override for it so open it now or you both die." There was an
override I didn't know that.

"Chad the combo is 24-38-16-8 then spin it three times to the left and
enter 311256 on the keypad." Mark instructed me. I did as I was told and
the emergency override sounded and the safe opened.

"Now move out of the way and don't try to stop me." I moved over next to
Mark and waited for him to get the things in the safe. Just as the man
reached for the money box the safe slammed shut and powered down. Now to
say the man was mad is an understatement. "What the fuck happened?" He said
as he turned to me.

"I...I don't know." I sputtered out.

"I know you don't what about it you."

"That code is the robbery code it opens the safe but in 30 seconds it
closes and shuts down for the next 12 hours. There is no way to open it."
Mark said.

"You shit!" just as he began to pull the trigger I stepped in front of Mark
and the bullet hitting me in the chest. As I went down the sirens of police
cars was heard and the sound of glass shattering became the last thing I
heard as I fell into the still of darkness.

	The darkness around me was comforting it seemed. I then began to
dream I think I was anyway. I was back at my apartment lying down on my bed
sleeping when the door opened and in stepped through the man in the store
who had shot me.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed then
darkness again. Pain shot through my body and I knew I was alive. I slowly
opened my eyes and found myself in a small white room. I could feel my
right shoulder bandaged up. I heard a knock at the door and then it opened
and a nurse stepped through.

"Good your awake, lets check that bandage." She stated. For the next 15
minutes she unwrapped and re-wrapped the bandage on my shoulder. It was a
little sore but that was expected. Just as the nurse was leaving a doctor
entered.

"Evening Mr. Taylor, how are you feeling today?"

"As well as can be expected I guess." I answered.

"Well being shot isn't fun but I think you can leave in the morning if you
feel like it."

"Thanks."

"Just remember to follow up with your doctor and of course if your shoulder
gets worse let us know." He said his farewells and left. I hated
hospitals. So being discharged was a good thing. Now all I had to do is get
someone to pick me up in the morning. And that in it's self was a challenge
since the only people I know are out of town or in my case my boss. That is
another thing what would my boss be like. And would I still have a job.
Finally I closed my eyes forcing myself to fall into the depths of sleep
hoping things would work out in the morning.

	I was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed all dressed waiting
for the discharge papers to arrive so I could sign them. Mark arrived about
9 am that morning offering me a ride to my apartment. I smiled to myself
and accepted his offer. We sat there for about two hours not saying
anything just waiting for those damn papers. Finally I could stand the
silence any longer.

"Mark when do you want me back at work?" He hung his head and sighed.

"Chad thanks for saving my life and all but..."

"It's okay Mark I understand, I'll turn in the uniforms as soon as I can."

"I'm really sorry Chad I wish it could be different."

"I know Mark lets just get these papers signed and get me home." I should
have seen this coming but as usual I blinded myself to truth. Soon I was in
my apartment trying to figure out how I was gonna pay bills and such. It
wasn't enough to get robbed and then shot protecting your boss but getting
fired too. That was the clincher. I decided to start looking through my
mail and see how much I owe. After two hours of sifting through the mail I
would have enough to pay everything and still have enough to live off of
for the rest of the month. I was thankful for having started the savings
account a few years ago or I would be up shit creak with out a paddle. Now
it was time to start searching for a job. I opened the paper and looked
over at the help wanted ads and started to look through them. When I saw an
ad that seemed interesting.

Personal bodyguard needed.
PGE is looking for a few people
Who would like to become personal bodyguards?
Excellent pay with Full benefits and retirement.
If interested please call xxx-xxx-xxxx and ask for Bob.

	I circled the ad and grabbed the phone. As a kid I always wanted to
be in security and now it was my chance. I picked up the phone and dialed
the number.

Ring ... Ring...

"Hello PGE Security how may I direct you call?"

"Bob please."

"Thanks one moment please."

Ring...

"This is Bob."

"Yes my name is Chad Taylor I just read your ad in the newspaper and I am
interested in the position."

"Great, do you think you can come in today so we can have a talk?"

"Sure when would be the best time."

"Any time I have nothing pressing."

"Okay I'll be there in about an hour."

"Okay Mr. Taylor I'll be waiting." I hung up and went to get dressed
properly and grabbed notebook and headed for the PGE offices.

"Mr. Bob will be with you shortly." Replied the secretary. I sat down and
waited to be called. After sitting for a little over 15 minutes a middle
aged man appeared at an open door.

"Mr. Taylor?" I stood up and walked over to the man. "Good of you be here I
am Bob please come in and make your self comfortable." I shook his hand and
stepped into his office. He offered me a seat in front of his desk and I
sat as he opened a folder. "Mr.  Taylor thanks for calling this morning, I
went ahead and looked you up. And what I have seen is very impressive. You
have no marks against you so that is a plus. And I see you have just been
released from the hospital from a gun shot wound you received protecting
you boss. That in it's self speaks highly of you. As I see you also had
some basic training in college and high school as a form of security." To
say I was shocked was an understatement. I nodded and he continued. "As I
see it Mr. Taylor you have your self a job if you want it."

"Yes I would love it." I gushed this was all so surprising to say the
least.

"Good then there is already an assignment for you. With this kind of
assignment it will allow you to heal a bit as well as have some fun." He
handed me a folder. Just as the folder opened and I read the customers name
my jaw dropped open. In bold black letters

Kevin Scott Richardson...

TBC

This is my first time writing this kind of story so please, please let me
know what you all think.