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The Klaus Covenant

Hey Basil. Hope you had a good first day, if it was your first day back to school that is, (it was mine) and I hope all your courses worked out for you cause mine did!
Since the middle of summer I've been thinking about writing a story and the thought occurred to me that if I were to write one, I would want it published on Wattpad, which is a website where avid readers and writers post and read stories created by themselves. I've been working on the plot and the chapters for a very long time. I've currently had a few chapters written along with the prologue. The prologue is down below but the rest of the chapters I've written, edited and feel most comfortable with that I've finished are down on Wattpad. (Which is currently only chapter one ) Alsoooo, of course, school has come around, and work will unfortunately get in the way. I will try to publish each chapter every Saturday.
This is the link to my Wattpad profile: http://www.wattpad.com/user/DREWrites. <---- Here you can access my stories/works. Comment, fan, like, I don't know. I hope you enjoy it very much. Now, here is the prologue!

[b]PROLOGUE[/b]

It was a summer afternoon on the famous Maple Island. In the town of Amherst, the sun was brightly shining, fathers were playing with their children, mothers were in their houses cooking dinner for their loved ones and the town was getting ready for this year's Victorian Gathering. Cameron Klaus's bright green eyes lit up as he breathed in the scent of freshly made mushroom shaped sugar cookies. He could almost taste it. He popped his head into the Amherst bakery, smiling, he asked;
"Getting those snacks ready for the Victorian Gathering?"
"Of course," Rina, a young, plump Amherst baker laughed, "What greater joy is it to see you youngsters enjoying my famous cookies?" It was Cameron's sister, Janie who told him about the snacks the adventurers would get after training every day, and one day Janie mailed home a cookie to Cameron so he could have a taste. He still remembers the explosion of cinnamon and vanilla, the sparks of chocolate and the wonderful aftertaste it left lingering in his mouth. Ever since then, Cameron's been looking forward to eating those cookies. The auburn haired boy soaked in the sun as he walked down Maple Road, heading toward his home. Cameron opened the ovular door to his house.
"Hey dad, what's for dinner?" he asked as he climbed the stairs and headed to his room. Mr. Klaus, an aged man with wire-rimmed glasses, hesitated before he replied.
"We're ordering," he said sheepishly.
"Of course we are," Cameron muttered, shaking his head. But it wasn't Mr. Klaus' fault since he never learned how to cook and he was so used to leaving that responsibility to his wife. Cameron thought back to when his mom still lived with him. Everyday she would bake or cook him something new for supper. She always sang to herself these strange rhymes about adventures and destiny. He still remembers a few of them. One of them was, "The power of the darkness, the power of the sea, lead him to his destiny, draw your weapon, look and see, choose your path and set them free". That's all Cameron remembers. The baking, the rhymes and her bright, warm smile. It was the weirdest experience in Cameron's life, because never had he seen or experienced such a drastic change. Mr. Klaus bought TV dinners more often, the house was usually silent, the stove mostly went unused, and Mr. Klaus went into a period of depression. Everyone gave the Klaus family their condolences, as if Mrs. Klaus were dead; but Cameron knew better. She must've left for a reason. It pained Cameron to think about his mother, so he flopped onto his bed and opened his school textbook for a distraction. But halfway through The History of Mushrooms VII, Cameron threw the book across the room. What the heck would he need that for? The Victorian Gathering was tomorrow! He would never have to go to school again! A grin slowly spread across his face, and a surge of happiness soon came rushing back into him. Exploration, training, independence and freedom soon awaited him. Cameron screamed with excitement into his pillow.
His life was about to begin and his dreams were about to come true.

I know it's kind of short, but isn't that what prologues are? Short and sweet? Anyway, hope you like it, if you didn't that's okay, too! Please, please leave constructive criticism and I forgot to mention! This is the only part of the book that is written in third person! The rest will be written in the main character, Cameron's POV.

AND, I'd love for one of you Basilers to be in the book. Just leave your desired character name, job/class, look, attitude, etc. I will choose by random or the one that I feel is most original. Not by how much nx you have on your character.

Agh, edit: I really really need a cover to my book. So, y'know. If you actually like it. And you like me (ehehe <3) design one for me? Pretty please? If you do you can e-mail it to kingstonstars at yahoo.ca. Did I really just leave my main e-mail on Basil? I'm not getting spammed at all.