Author’s Note:

Hmm… Hey guys! I don’t usually do this before anything, but since its kind of important, this little tidbit won’t actually make sense unless you’ve read my previous… Novel? Work? Whatever, yeah. You can probably just skip over this. It won’t have a big impact or anything. *cough* it does matter *cough* So yeah. Enjoy!

Side Story # Two:

The baby seemed normal. The baby started walking at the time it was expected to walk, the time when it was expected to speak, it spoke. Everything about it was normal. When the baby was asked what he wanted to do in the future, what his dream was.

He would always reply with, “World peace of course!” Most people would attribute this thought with naivety, but as the boy started to grow up, people could tell that he was able to learn and absorb information extremely well.

And when people asked the boy if he wanted to be a doctor, or a scientist when he grew up, but the boy shook his head and said, “No, what I’m doing is all for world peace! And I will keep to what I’ve said.” the people around him shook their heads in amazement. Too bad the child was too naive. They all knew that achieving world peace was impossible.

Many years later, the child grew up into a teenager and was asked yet again, “What do you want to do when you grow up? What do you dream for?” yet again, the boy replied with the same old, “I want to be known for achieving world peace. I dream for world peace.” Now, the boy was no longer a child, he was a young adult and his dream couldn’t be attributed to naivety any more.

What was it, that drove this child to strive for world peace? Was it something his parents had taught him? “No,” the parents said, “he was always a good boy. We never had to teach him any manners either. It was like he was born polite.” The people asking were amazed. And continued to wonder what drove this teenager, from childhood till now, what drove him to strive for peace?

But that all ended one day. An accident happened. The teenager was pushed off a building. The policemen found the remains of the teenagers phone’s last received message to be, “Meet me where we usually meet.” and concluded that the teenager had been murdered. But they wondered, who would kill such a boy? He who had such bright dreams? For what reason? The police never found out.

Author’s Note:

I COMMAND THEE TO LISTEN TO THESE SONGS:

Christian Baczyk - Ascension

audiomachine - Being Alive

Shahead Mostafafar - Magnetic Fog - switch. Trailer music

Shahead Mostafafar - Eclipse (ft. Diana Semnani) - switch. Trailer music

J.T. Peterson - The Trailer

The Glitch Mob - Our Demons (Ft. Aja Volkman)

Daughter - Medicine (Sound Remedy Remix)

Icona Pop - In The Stars

I Am Waiting for You Last Summer - Event Horizon

Zircon feat. Jillian Aversa – Just Hold On (Padilion Remix)

Revive - BlinkRevive - Blink

That sure is a lot of songs huh. Deal wit it. (The with is spelled wrong on purpose, just in case you grammar guys feel the need to point it out.)