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Chapter 1: Hammers and Martial Arts

I had been knocked out and was lying face first on the floor of my house. As I lay there the unimaginable events of the previous night played through my head.

I had been on the main floor of our house at the time doing some homework. But it wasn't going so well since I have Dyslexia and ADHD. It is weird because no one else in my family had Dyslexia or ADHD. Unless my mother, who I had never met and who my father refused to talk about, had them. I was the smartest kid in my class but got terrible marks in reading and writing because the words always floated off the page. I have one sibling, a sister and she was adopted, but she was adopted way before I was born so we might as well be real sisters. My sister, whose name was Charlotte, had been in her room reading a story about Karate or Kung-fu or something like that when she was attacked. She is a black belt in just about all types of martial arts. She had short wavy brown hair and green-brown eyes, just like our father. She is 13 years old but acts much older and is much more mature. Her favourite thing to do is read. Unlike me she received wonderful marks in reading and she never let me forget it.

Anyway, as I was struggling with the completion of my homework due the next day and being easily distracted, heard strange sounds coming from around the corner so I went out into our hallway and saw these horrible looking and for lack of better words, monsters. They vaguely resembled the top half of a woman with armour over their chests, they had green scaly skin, yellow eyes, and two tails instead of legs, and they were heading towards my sisters room. I remember watching their bloated crimson red lips and brown slime coated long sharp teeth move as they spoke to each other with broad grins boasting on the fact that they had immobilized the half blood and that their Master would be pleased, then they took her away. What half-blood even means, I'll never know. I drifted back but this time thinking of how I had escaped. It had all happened so fast. I had found a hammer on the table and I had tried to use it against the monsters. But the monsters had totally ignored me and pushed me out of the way when I went to approach them.

I had followed the monsters upstairs and had just seen my sister look up and her usual beautiful smile disappeared and her whole face showed how terrified she was. Then her terrified face turned determined but with a sense of resolve, just like it had when she was doing martial arts and he teacher had put her against someone that she knew that she couldn't beat. She stood up and got into a fighting stance. She had yelled something like 'get away all you robbers or I will call the police' I wondered why she called them that; they had looked like women with tentacles to me. Then her fist had shot out to punch the nearest monster. The monster however seemed to know what my sister would do a second before she did it and the monster grabbed her hand and broke her arm. She winced in pain and I started to scream.

Our dad came rushing in and saw the monsters and muttered something that sounded like 'oh no, they found us'. Who had found us I didn't know if I would ever find out. He pulled something out of his pocket and threw it at the monster making the monster disappear into a pile of sand which got blown away by wind that came from I don't know where. He went to retrieve the object but another monster came over and one of its tails wrapped around his stomach and threw my dad against the wall so hard that it knocked him out.

Meanwhile my sister was engaged in a fight with another monster, she was kicking it with kicks that would have gotten her A+'s at one of her classes. For a second it looked like my sister was going to win the fight, but then another monster came up from behind and one of its tails squeezed my sister's neck until she passed out.

At that moment I realized that I hadn't been doing anything. And ran over to the monster that had attacked my sister and struck out trying to hit it in the back but one of its tentacles had shot out to grab me and I had to roll out of the way to avoid being hit. The monster's tails shot out again and I jumped over the tail and I quickly chopped it off, then I stabbed at her neck with the sharp end of the hammer, it was harder then I expected. She froze and during that time I quickly cut, well more like chopped, off its head. I looked for my sister but the room was empty. I started to panic. I sprinted to the stairs, but tripped on a pool of blood and fell down the stairs head first. Just before my vision went blank I saw the monsters run off with my sister's limp body slung over their shoulders.

So how was it? Should I continue? The next chapters will be longer. Comments and encouragement is nice.