Son of the Sun Story/recruit for rp

[Storyboy]

Intro:

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One day scientist recorded the largest solar flare in history. It was thought to bring chaos with it when it hit Earth. Scientist said it could wipe out technology and send people back to medieval times. They were wrong. Something else happened entirely. The flare wrapped around Earth and was torn as usual by the atmosphere. To the population of Earth nothing changed, not in the slightest. Scientist were baffled, where had all the energy in the flare gone?

Unknown to them a burst in the flare sent a figure hurdling towards Earth's surface. It crashed in the ground almost unnoticed. An eighteen year old boy who had been riding his dirt bike in the deserts of California happened upon the crater. He looked into it as smoke bellowed out and inside he saw a light. He reached out towards it and slipped. He fell in and a flame burst from the hole engulfing the boy. But instead of screams coming from the crater, the boy did unscathed. But it was not the boy who had fell in, just the body of him. Inside that body was something else. Something not quite human.

Chapter One: Arrival

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Cira stepped out of the crater. The smoke was thick but he after a few steps he could see a dirt bike laying on the ground. Hmmm Must have belonged to the boy. I'll have to return it to him sometime. He thought to himself as he got on the dirt bike and drove off into the desert.

The night was cold and the wind added even more of a chill as the boy drove along the sand and rocky terrain. A few hours passed and the sun began to rise. Shit I need to hurry. He cranked the dirt bike to full speed and headed towards a structure in the distance. Soon enough he pulled up to an abandoned shack of a home. It was rotten and falling apart. The wood dried out by the hot sun. The very sun that was causing Cira's skin to glow brightly. Note to self, get long sleeves. He walked into the shack and closed the door behind him resting his back against the door.

It was dark minus the rays of light coming in through the holes in the wooden walls. Let's have a looksy. He snapped his fingers balls of flame appearing above each of his hands. He pushed his hands out away from him and the balls of flame went in either direction, cockroaches scurrying away as light spread throughout the room. Well that's nice. He walked over to what you could call a kitchen. It had a fridge and a stove but the shelves and cabinets had fallen apart from water damage.

He opened the fridge, surprisingly it was cool but he could smell some sort of gas coming from it. He reached in and pulled out a rotten apple core and he sat in a chair in the living room. He tossed the core in the air and a red apple fell in it's place. He took a bite, "Mhm delicious. It has been far too long since I've been on this planet." He said aloud to himself. He thought back to the times when people worshiped him across the seas from here. Back in a simpler time when statues were built for him. He took another bight. Those were the days.

Outside the sun baked the desert land and people's lives went on normally. Well except for two elderly people who would spend the next two weeks searching for their lost grandson.

Chapter Two: New in Town

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Cira drove into a nearby town on his dirt bike. He parked by gas station and walked in. He looked around and went over to the woman at the cash register, "Excuse me ma'm but could I get two gas jugs to take with me?" He gestured over to hos bike. The lady walked off and came back with two jugs setting them on the counter.

"Sure thing hun that'll be $25.69." He reached in his pockets and found nothing. "Ummm." He said and looked around. He saw a cart full of paper towels and with bit of focus they exploded into flames. The lady screamed and ran to get an extinguisher. Cira grabbed the two jugs and walked out the store whistling.

He walked over to the bike and strapped on the jugs to either side. He got on and took off down road. Man I almost forgot,if I'm going to get by while I'm on this planet I'm going to need some money. He drove by a bank and immediately turned around. "Hey you're going the wrong way asshole!" Someone yelled out as he drove down the street and then onto the side walk where he stopped by an ATM. He walked over to the machine and looked at it. Now how do you work one of these. He thought to himself as he dialed random buttons. Nothing happened. Ah screw it. He held his hand above the machine and it went haywire spraying cash into the palm of his hand. Now that's more like it. He stuffed the money into his pockets and got back onto his bike driving up the road.

Soon he was eating at a restaurant sitting in one of the chairs outside, enjoying a stuffed, bean, deluxe burrito. A young blond waitress walked over to him, "Is there anything more I can get you?" She asked with a smile. He smiled back and said, "No thank you." Then he noted his empty glass. "On second thought a nice glass of lemonade would do nicely." She leaned over the table to grab his glass and he couldn't help but study the curves of her body. Very nice, but I've got to stay low no relationships with the locals. "I'll be back in a moment." She said and walked away.

He sat back and enjoyed the rest of his burrito and looked around. He caught sight of something across the street and stood up from the table. He walked over to the nearest crosswalk and looked through the window of a retail clothing store. This is perfect. he walked in the store and came back out moments later with a nice brown leather jacket. It was the middle of summer but the heat didn't bother him he was used to it.

He walked back and took a seat at his table just as the girl was setting his glass of lemonade on the table. "For a second there I thought you were going to leave without giving me a tip." She said with a smile, "Nice jacket by the way."

He returned the smile, "Thanks I just saw it and had to have it." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a twenty. "That should cover everything plus tip right?" He said still smiling at the pretty girl.

"Yeah that's more than enough. Thank you." She stood there a bit awkwardly for a moment with the empty pitcher and then decided to speak, "Arn't you a bit hot in that?" She said referring to the jacket.

He looked down at himself and then back to her, "No not really, I'm naturally kind of hot." The girl giggled, "Yeah you are." She said and walked off.

Chapter 3: Going Public

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Cira was on his way home, or what he considered home. 'That shack will have to do for now. It's a good distance from society but it's beyond repair. I'm better off knocking it down and building over it.' Just then a siren cut on behind him and through the dust of sunset behind him he could make out the familiar red and blue lights of a police car flashing on the ground around him. 'Damn it. I'm in trouble now.' He thought back to the ATM he made go haywire as he pulled over to the side of the near abandoned road. His wheels bumped along the torn gravel that hadn't seen repair in quite sometime.

The police car stopped behind him and an officer walked out. Cira stepped off the dirt bike and waited for the officer to come closer before saying, "What can I do for you officer?" The cop only responded, "License and registration please." Cira checked his pockets but he didn't find anything. He looked to the cop, "Do I really need a license for a dirt bike?" He said with a failing grin.

"You do if you want to drive it on the road kid. Am I going to have to give you a ticket?" Cira shook his head. "No need officer. I have a license I just seem to have left it in my jacket pocket. My other jacket, I just bought this one today."

The officer shook his head, "Yeah, yeah kid. Heard it all before. Look I'll give you a warning this time but don't let me catch you driving on the streets without one again." Cira shook his head and was looking forward to the officer leaving but he didn't.

"Is there something else you need officer?" He asked a bit hesitantly.

The officer looked up from a notepad he was writing on. "Yes, the reason I was tailing you in the first place. We have security footage of a boy with that dirt bike walking out of a gas station without paying for those gas jugs." The cop pointed to the jugs strapped onto the bike. "I'm to assume that was you."

Cira shook the back of his head, "Yeah that was me officer. I meant to pay for them I swear but there was a fire and I wasn't sure what to do. I guess I kind of just walked out of there." He fumbled in his pockets and pulled out wadded cash. "Look I have the money you can give it to the lady if you'd like."

The officer waved his hand wanting him to put the money back. "No kid you keep the money. I heard reports about the fire, but that's still theft and you can serve time for that. Look I can see you're an honest kid so I'll let it slide but I'm going to be stopping by the station around noon tomorrow and if you haven't gone up there and paid for the gas then I'm going to put your plate on the radio for look out. Got it?" Cira shook his head. "Alright kid I'm off you have a goodnight." Cira shook his head and waved a hand as he got back on his bike putting his helmet on for the first time that night.

He cut on his bike and got ready to drive off when the police car behind him cut on and off it's siren pulling up beside him. The officer rolled down his window. "Hey kid, shouldn't you have been at school during all this?" Cira cursed at his luck and the next day after he payed for the gas he went up to the local school.

Chapter Four: Enrollment

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A school bell rang and students went to their classes, their voices filling the halls of the school. Inside the counselors office sat Cira, "Yes Mrs. Dean I can see how that can be a problem but I'm sure you can find a solution to that for a poor kid like me right?" He gave the older woman a smile and soon enough the annoyed look she had on her face melted away into a small smile and her cheeks turned a rose red. "Well of course, sony I'l see what I can do."

She pulled out a sticky note and wrote on it. "This will get you int your first class. I'll have an assistant bring you your schedule by the end of class." He took the note and smiled, "Thank you Mrs. Dean. I knew someone as intelligent and beautiful as yourself could find a solution to our little problem." He walked out the office and looked down at the note. World History room 701 'Well this should be easy.' He walked down the hall looking for the room number. 'Some part of me still feels a bit weird using my charm on the elderly. Then again I am the oldest person here if you think about it.'

He reached the room and stopped at the door. 'Well here it goes, life as a high school student. Something I wouldn't wish upon my enemies if I had any.' He walked inside and was met with thirty sets of eyes and the teachers. "Welcome to class. You must be new, what's your name?" The teacher asked. Cira smiled and looked to the teacher, "My name is Cira and it's an privilege to be here." The thing was, he wasn't talking about the school.

[Storyboy]

Okay so this may be out of order at times but I'll fill in the gaps when I can...As you can tell the chpters will be short but there will be many leading up to the point where the Rp begins. This will be a fun prologue I think

[Storyboy]

if you're interested in the rp here it is http://www.roleplayerguild.com/showthread.php?t=158657

please no posting here, if you want do it on the given link

[Storyboy]

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