This is a love/socializing story about a 10 year old kid named Sharpsul. He had many friends, and he started to lose them slowly. He met a girl named Bridget. She was everything to Sharpsul, until things... went upside down.
Chapter 1~ Beginning to Disaster
I dashed around my town. My town was called Fire Land. It was named that because back in 1500, there was nothing but fire in war. They fought exactly with what is today, Fire Land.
I dashed around trees and flying animals. Us people in Fire Land were trained to do special moves.
"Where is Matt?!" I said, dashing with the winds. He was my partner in training. He was the guy who was a little weak, but I trained him. I was trying to be nice, but of course he stabs me in the back.
"Gotcha." he said.
That little punk.
I turned around, and jumped out of my shorts, literally!
"Brat." I said
"I know you are, but what am I?" he said. I moaned, and told him to follow me.
"What am I going to learn today?" he asked, dashing with me.
"How to sense if someone is hurt. Also, how to feel bends from far distances." I said.
I stopped, and landed on a tree.
I was shocked, I saw someone I would never expect to see.
I saw my enemy from last year, Mokona.
Mokona was a 15 year old kid I faced when I had a journey to fight the world's strongest teenage kids. I ran into him, and we both stared at each other.
"Hey..?" Mokona said, backing up.
"You don't recognize me?" I said, taking out my shiny sword called the Najato.
He would recognize my traveling sword, the Najato. I carried it around all my journeys, I mean everywhere.
Chapter 2~ Strong Reunion
"Whoa... Sharpsul Lacario?!" Mokona said, jumping back.
"Two years, my friend." I said, racing towards him.
"Wait a second. I don't need to fight you." he sad, putting his hands near me.
Mokona was the nice guy, but he was strong and prepared for everything.
"You can't escape me. This was my mission." I said, closing my eyes, and putting my najato away.
"Why are you here?" I asked him.
"To have a meeting with the town mayor." He said.
He was acting pathetic, because we don't HAVE a mayor at Fire Land.
"We don't have a mayor." I said, twitching my eyes.
He grabbed my throat, and I was in his arms, barely breathing.
"You must not speak of this." he said, throwing me at the dirt.
"WAAAAH!" I screamed, falling down.
I dashed back up to the tree, palming him.
I used a move called Palm Flight, where the enemy flys into something.
I walked near him, wondering what he was up too.