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The Future: Chapter 1: The Toe

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1 May 2010, 06:17 PM   #1
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There once was a small boy by the name of Hammer. He was born on July 35th, 3012 in a
small town called Euphoria. Hammer had sandy blonde hair, light blue eyes, and seven
freckles on his nose, just like all the other boys in his town. His brother, Lancelot
looked exactly like him, but 12 years older. And his sister, Chicago, looked just like all
the other girls in town; blonde hair that went down to her shoulders, light blue eyes, and
five freckles on her nose. Just like Hammer, but girlier.
	Hammer was only three when he had his first play date, just like all the other little
boys in town. And Hammer went to school every day and every night starting at age two,
just like all the other boys in town. In fact, Hammer was just like all the other boys in
town. Exactly. Why? Because they had been taught to be exactly like everyone else. It was
just part of life.
	Everyone had been taught like that. Hammer’s parents, his grandparents, even his great
grandparents had been taught like that. Ever since 2754, when Karab Amabo came to power.
Amabo wanted everyone to be perfect. Meaning, he wanted everyone to be just like him.
Which is what he did. And everyone decided that was the best. That everyone should just be
clones of their friends.
	Everyone but Hammer’s Mama, that is. Why would that be? It’s not like she was
different from anyone else. In fact, she was the exact same as everyone else. No, it was
because she knew someone that was different. Someone that could be killed because of his
differences. And that was Hammer.
	Nothing was too wrong with the boy. He thought right. He looked right. Well, almost
right. Hammer had an extra toe on his right foot. Of course, no one knew about this but
Hammer and mama, and she planned to keep it like that. In fact, it would have stayed like
that if it weren’t for one unfortunate afternoon…

	Hammer jumped out of his bed and ran to the door, but mama got there first. “Now,
Hammer,” she scolded “didn’t I tell you to get out of your footies half an hour
	“Yes mama,” Hammer replied. “But I wanted to show them to Avenge!”
	“Now, now Hammer, that’s no excuse! All the little boys have the same little footies
as you!” Then she picked him up, twirled him around and held little five year old Hammer
in her arms. “You listen to your mama or she’ll let the Zani get you!” she laughed,
and began tickling his stomach, the way all the mamas did.
	“No, mama, no!” giggled little Hammer. “The Zani will kill me!” he kicked his
little feet, and mama was once again reminded of just how much the Zani would love to kill
her son.
	She set him down gently and covered his head with his fuzzy green blanket that all the
little boys had and sighed. “What’s wrong Mama?” Hammer asked, his voice muffled
from the blanket. “I don’t want you to be sad.”
	“Oh nothing’s wrong, sweet pea.” Then she kissed him quickly on the forehead and
walked out of the room. “I gotta get breakfast ready, that’s all.”
	“Okay, mommy!” he called, and scrambled out of his footies.
	30 minutes later, Hammer had eaten a yummy breakfast of eggs and toast just like any
other boy would on a Tuesday morning, when the doorbell rang.
	Daddy rushed to the door at the same time Chicago did, and both collapsed on the ground
when they knocked heads. Mama waited for the commotion to be over, then stepped over them
to get to the door, with Hammer right behind.
	“Hammer!” Avenge cried, running into the house that looked exactly like his.
	“Avenge!” Hammer screamed, tackling his best friend. “Let’s go to my room!”
	“Quiet down you two,” his mother whispered, just as any other mother would do.
“Daddy’s bound to have a migraine after that awful bump.”
	“Weeeeeeee!” they yelled in response.
	As a matter of fact, daddy did get a migraine, and mama spent an hour trying to appease
him. By the time she had finished, the boys had quieted down. Mama peeked in at the boys
and gasped.
	There were the boys sitting at the foot of the bed, muttering quietly to each other. Both
of their shoes were off, and Avenge was staring at Hammer’s right foot in amazement.
“Wow.” He breathed quietly. “You, you have one, two, three, four, eleven toes! Did
you know that Mrs. A.?”
	“Avenge, I think it’s time for you to go.” Mama said, running her hands through her
hair. “Now. Your mom will be here soon.”
	The moment Avenge had left, Mama turned nervously towards Hammer. “Did you tell him not
to tell?”
	Hammer answered in an honest voice, “Nope. I told him I was special because I was a
little different.”
	“That’s it?” she confirmed.
	“Avenge said he was going to tell all his friends and his mommy and everyone is going
to know how special I am.”
	“Yes, mama?”
	“You never, ever, show anyone your toe again, got it?”
	“Yes, mama.”
	“Now go pack.”
	“Why?” Hammer asked curiously.
	“The family is moving.”
“Yes, Mama.” Hammer turned and tottered away, grabbing his footies as he went. Mama
looked at him with worry. She hadn’t answered him directly because she had no idea where
they were going to go. She would have to get five AirTrain tickets by tomorrow, and that
alone would be difficult.

2 May 2010, 11:25 AM   #2
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That was interesting.

Keep writing!

2 May 2010, 12:25 PM   #3
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That's awesome! I love stories about/that take place in the furture. :D
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3 May 2010, 07:12 PM   #4
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Thanks. It's one of my first pieces. Not one of the best compared to everyone else's.

8 May 2010, 03:09 PM   #5
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Chapter Two Part 1: Escape

It had been over three days since the incident, and Hammer’s mama still couldn’t get
her grasp on any AirTrain tickets. Avenge’s mama had separated her son from Hammer the
moment she heard the startling news, just like any other mama would do. Chicago, Lancelot,
and Daddy had been outraged because they had been “deceived” all these years. It
really wasn’t deceiving though. Not technically. Deceiving was a cruel word that only
cruel people deserved. Mama was just concerned for Hammer’s safety. That’s all.
	Because Hammer needed protection. Especially since word was out. Hammer was in danger,
because the Zani would take him away the moment they got their mangy hands on her poor,
sweet, innocent little boy. And she just couldn’t have that. No. That would be too
	And Hammer had no idea what was happening. He was proud of his single, slightly crooked
toe which marked him as one of a kind. He was glad. No regrets. And that’s how little
children were supposed to live. Not like this. Not in the streets, running from others and
their hurtful gossip. No.
	Hammer smiled up at mama, his two front teeth poking out unevenly, just like any other
little boy. “I’m ready mama. Let’s go.” He pointed towards the door that was just
like every other little boy’s door, though it contained much different people. Or at
least one person.
	“But I only have two tickets, honey,” mama said in her sweetest, most soothing tone,
brushing her blonde hair to the side. “We can’t leave Daddy, Chicago, and Lancelot.
They love you.” She added the last part as a hint towards Chicago and Lancelot, who
could obviously hear outside the thin walls of Hammer’s apple green walls.
	“No we don’t!” screamed Chicago from the other room, her voice rising. “Leave us
alone! We don’t want you Hammer!” Then they heard daddy hush them with his big belt.
	“Honey, just leave without us! We don’t want to be tangled up in this mess! Hammer
needs a mama but he sure don’t need me!” Daddy screamed through the paper thin walls
with an annoyed tone.
	Mama gasped lightly, then turned toward Hammer and whispered softly, “Get outside,
we’re leaving.”
	Hammer grabbed his light blue sweater and toward the door, his feet never leaving the
ground. “Okay mama. I go now.”
And that was the last they saw of Hammer’s beloved house.
	He never saw his daddy again.
	Not his brother.
	Or his sister.
	No one. Except mama, of course. She would never leave him. Never.

8 May 2010, 05:01 PM   #6
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That's good! Seriously, keep writing!
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5 July 2010, 02:12 AM   #7
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Chapter Two Part 2: Escape

Sorry I haven't been writing. I won't post more until people comment!

So they arrived at the train station with a feeling of foreboding, dressed in the black
hooded mourning cloaks that everyone in Euphoria owned. They saw it fit to wear their
tightly fitted cloaks for a reason, and not just because they were sad, but because
everyone left the depressed alone in the town of Euphoria. No one liked sour faces, after
all. Especially in a town named Euphoria.
	“Where go we now, mama?” Hammer asked, tugging on his mama’s sleeve with the
impatience of any other little five year old boy.
	Mama sighed as she picked up her little angel and twirled him around the cramped station.
“I honestly have no idea, Hammy, but I’ll never leave you. Not ever.”
	Hammer squealed with delight as his beloved mama tickled him gently, but stopped in his
tracks as he heard their train flight take off with a steady Oomph!
	Mama glanced at the AirTrain with surprise, shifting Hammer from her left side to her
right. What now? She couldn’t run after the train, for it was already in the air. No.
She would have to find an alternative route to…where ever they were headed. 
	But where was that?

Chapter 3 Part 1: Home Sweet Home

Mama was undeniably frightened. And for a very simple reason. Hammer, her beloved little
boy, was not a standard normal kid any more. Not at all. In fact, his little right foot
that held all six of his little pale toes was gradually becoming the least noticeable of
all his unique qualities. His sandy blonde hair was rapidly transforming into a softer
whitish blonde, and his little nose had gained another freckle. More importantly, he had
swiftly grown to 4’3 and, being a little five year old, was struggling to hide his
outstanding height.
	And mama knew just what that meant. His old clothes, including his new footies, were much
too small for him. Much. And, being the outcasts that they were, it would be incredibly
hard to buy her precious little boy clothes. In fact, she had already tried. But to no
	Word had unfortunately gotten around. It was obvious. Mama and Hammer had arrived in
Jubilee, a town far from Euphoria, just a few weeks ago, yet everywhere they went,
everyone talked about extra toes. Everyone. It was madness.
	Mama had tried to sneak into a small thrift shop, but, as could only be expected, she
	Fate, in the form of three extremely chubby police officers, had chased them into an
alley ironically named Void. Days after day. Night after night. That was how long they
managed to survive in the tiny, yet fortunately abandoned alleyway.
	But now Mama was horribly worried. Hammer had been asleep for two days! Two days! That
was an incredibly long time for a not so tiny child. Incredibly. But what could she do?
They were currently stranded in an abandoned alleyway in the center of Jubilee, a
surprisingly hostile town.
	And then, Hammer woke up. Just like that. He sat up suddenly gasping, “Mama, Mama,
we’re going home!”

5 July 2010, 12:22 PM   #8
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I remember reading this at your house, still think its great! 

5 July 2010, 01:15 PM   #9
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I really like it! Keep it up!!!!
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5 July 2010, 02:29 PM   #10
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Agreed with above! Can't wait to read more!

5 July 2010, 03:00 PM   #11
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I'm going camping till Friday, and I'm gonna need some time to keep writing so the rest
will probably be out in a week and a half.

12 July 2010, 03:48 PM   #12
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Chapter Three Part Two

“Home now go. Now.” He stuttered defiantly.
	“Oh, Hammer,” mama sighed, as tears welled up in her eyes. “Daddy don’t love us
no more. Or Chicago and Lancelot. I’m sorry.”
	But her little boy’s response was not how she imagined it. First he began to giggle.
Then he abruptly jumped into mama’s arms and stared into her eyes with the understanding
of an adult. “New home Mama. New home.”
	New Home. New Home New. Home. Mama carefully repeated the words in her mind, forcing
herself to believe they weren’t true. “Oh, Hammer what home would that be?”
	“Thattaways.” Hammer giggled pointing towards the East. “Dream told me.”
	“And what dream would that be, darling?” Mama asked wearily, standing and twirling
the little boy in the air.
	And Hammer told her. He told her of all the big kiddie pools and flying objects and
purple robots. All things that most mamas would have believed as nonsense. But Hammer’s
Mama new better. She knew that in order to survive the whirlwind of trials that would
surround them, she would have to trust her little boy.
	“And then, mama I saw four fingers pointing towards thattaways. I saw a fat man dancing
in a dark room and a man wailing ‘Free Me!’. Then came the green monkeys. And a
graceful swan carrying Karab Amabo! He tried to kill me. And a beautiful angel kissed me
on the cheek. And a big man in a balloon.”
	Mama looked down into her little boy’s eyes and immediately made up her mind. “Then
thattayways we will go. Grab you’re cloak, Hammer, we got a long ways ahead of us.”
	And with that, they left the alley Void of Jubilee for the next escapees

Chapter Four Part One: Predictions

“Hammer duck!” Mama screamed, as she watched her little boy run through the debris.
But her precious child kept running away from her. “Hammer, baby, come back!” she
cried slowly venturing out of her shelter. 
	“Not now mama!” Hammer yelled as he sprinted down the hill. “I come to rescue!”
And with that, he tumbled down the steep hill, tackling an old man who was stumbling up
the gigantic piece of land, frantically feeling around for his lost cane. “Come Mr. we
take you to safety.”
	Mama ran towards her little boy and the man, desperately hoping to reach them in time.
“Get up her guys! It’s gaining on us!”
	The two managed to climb the hill quickly with fear pushing them on. As each settled into
the small cellar room below the cottage, the elderly man abruptly stood up.
“And…who…are…you to… be using… the…cottage of…Mannheim?” he croaked,
pausing between each word.
	“Mama sat back, a little shocked. “Mannheim?” she asked, a little taken back.
“Well, I had no idea. We needed a place for refuge from the storm.”
	“Not just…a….storm…young missy.” He scolded. A tsunami. One of…the
worst….I’ve…ever seen.”
	“Yes, well, as I said, we had no idea. My little boy Hammer and I noticed that no one
seemed to be occupying the place and…well, we needed a place to stay and were sure the
owner would allow us a little mercy.”
	“Hammer…you say?” the man questioned, peering at the boy with newfound interest.
“And…how old…is…he?”
	“Six and a half,” mama said cautiously, wrapping her arms protectively around her
son. “Why do you ask?”
	“Me? Oh…I…just thought… I… recognized….the name…that’s all.”
	“Well, it is a quite common name, mister. Now if you would please be silent for a
moment, it would be much appreciated. I need time to think.” Mama retorted. That. Man.
Did. He. Recognize Hammer? If he did, she would never forgive herself. Never.

12 July 2010, 04:55 PM   #13
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Last edited by ‹RushingStars★›, 12 July 2010
It's good, but kind of hard to read. A little confusing. make sure to read it over before
you post. ><
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12 July 2010, 09:35 PM   #14
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Yeah, I'm definitely not the best with grammar. I did mean to make a few grammatical
errors though, with Hammers speech because he's only five in the third chapter and six and
a half in the fourth.

14 July 2010, 05:48 PM    #15
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