Chapter 1: The Beginning 

Corpse had always been a dauntless boy and was always told dangerous things would cause trouble. One snowy morning, Corpse was making his way over to Concord Street from Mountain Street which was his home as snow descended rapidly when he identified something suspicious about the Emporium. The door was swinging and swaying when he found himself in a misty, dull looking room.

Everywhere he looked, books and ancient things surrounded him or were scattered across the floor. Cats slept in rusty, half broken cages. Broken floorboards squeaked like  mice in fear.On one of the counters there were piles of books with ripped pages.There was a handprint that was made with pure fresh blood. Ripped clothes were hung up on a copper rack. With gold laying in the back room. There was one thing that caught his eye which was a book that gleamed and pictures seemed to rise from the dead. There was also emerald, shiny gems stuck into the head of a metal eagle that flew while attached to a charcoal chain.

“I’ve noticed you have found the book of Justice.” vocalized a voice. He gasped with fright and glanced up at the owner. He was an old man with jewellery framed all over his body with a trantula sleeping tightly on him.

“Hello, my name is Bob Jefry but you can call me Mr Jef.” He said in a faint voice as he kept his eyes glued to Corpse.  Corpse moved a few steps backwards, awkwardly. His cheeks began to brighten up with a red color. He looked at Corpse and then said, “ You must look around but you mustn’t touch this book!” Then Corpse finally spoke out and said, “Yes Mr Jefry.”

A few seconds later, Mr Jefry was lost from sight. Corpse rapidly dashed over to the sight of the book.A weird scent came from this majestic object. He knew that he was not allowed to touch it but he had to. Every page was filled with lots of pictures that showed death, guns, blood and writing that was in a different language.

He carried on looking through pages till he noticed a pen appeared in his right hand. Then he started to draw people with guns and people with blood dripping down them uncontrollably.

The tarantula was now here but soon after led the way into a secret passageway. Without thinking he followed and then suddenly a ray of sunlight drifted through the towering trees of this passageway. Birds tweeted a rhyme as the path drifted into sight and people covered in blood and had guns started to appear just a few steps in front of him. He immediately ran to a bush that was close by.

He noticed that this was the same thing that he saw in the book. His heart started to jump and now he could hear the sounds of bullets, he saw more people dying by the second and more blood spreaded across this passage. He started to get closer when blood splattered across his face. The feeling was disgusting but Corpse knew it wasn’t the time to start thinking about what was unhygienic and what was hygienic. He attempted to escape but he failed, now he was stuck in a nettle bush and was getting stung everywhere but eventually he found the way out of this torturing plant.

A few minutes later, he heard a rustling sound behind him. He quickly turned and saw a hidden figure until he realized it was a man with a gun.This strange man with the gun had: a camouflage outfit; an old rusted gun; blood rippling down him and boots that came up to his knees.  He pointed the gun straight at Corpse’s head but Corpse managed to escape from death and ran towards safety. Nothing. There was just more passageway and more men . There were endless guns and bullets until “ Don’t go!” uttered a deep voice.

The dragon serpent is a dangerous,exotic creature that hadn’t been discovered until a few days ago. Even though it was apparently said it has been around for millions of years, this creature is known to live in rainforests. Some of those rainforests include the Amazon rainforest, Congo rainforest, the Daintree rainforest and many more.

This extraordinary creature has enormous wings to escape from predators or any danger, extra ears (9) to hear the footsteps of predators or the sound of a prey. It has stripes on its face to camouflage, and a large mouth to consume any large enemies.It also has an amazing stinger which kills prey.

This sensational creature usually eats other insects such as ants, beetles, flies, bees, earwigs, spiders,mantis and many more. It also consumes mud and grass. Can you seek this astonishing creature?

Go and open the azure door,

Maybe you will see the birds singing beyond the mists of the clouds,

And the night sky towering over the ocean’s depth.

Go and open the blood door,

Maybe you will see molten lava oozing towards a vulnerable city.

Go and open the parakeet door,

Maybe you will see the trees swaying,

And the wind rushing by.

Go and open the weathered door,

Maybe you will see the autumn leaves laying on the cushioned floor.

Go and open the rust door,

Maybe you will feel a cold wind passing through you ,

And chains hanging from the ceiling,

Or a chocolate fountain ready for everyone to enjoy.

A glue stick is                                                                                                                                                                          as sticky as webs,                                                                                                                                                             like tape on a toy.                                                                                                                                                                   Bee’s house.

An empty water bottle is                                                                                                                                                       as still as a statue,                                                                                                                                                                  Like  an AstroTurf .                                                                                                                                                                Candle stump.

The galaxy is                                                                                                                                                                           as aesthetic as a blue flowing fresh waterfall ,                                                                                                                like a confetti balloon.                                                                                                                                                           Majestic Tornado.

The ocean is                                                                                                                                                                            as elevated as the sunset breeze,                                                                                                                                        like spring water in motion.                                                                                                                                                 Dancing waves.

Flames are                                                                                                                                                                               as scorching as the sun,                                                                                                                                                       like a flame flying.                                                                                                                                                                  A Fiery Foe.

Corpse Khan regretted leaving his affectionate family. Glaring at the similar aged kids playing football, all he ever wanted was to always have some connection with his abandoned family. The city lit with brightness to be reminded of and to thank the soldiers in war. Every night Corpse slept in the cosy attic with lots of rusted and shattered toys. Every time Miss Asda heard people talk about the war she rubbed her eyes and tears suffocated them. She would never let him go in the front garden because of the remembrance of the soldiers unless it’s for school.

Corpse’s first day at school was really underrated by himself. He got a bit more settled after his first week. He loved the playground and he loved their calmness buddy. Every day he would find a new friend and he was in Y5, the class loved him. He was a teacher’s pet. Nothing made him happier than playing football with his awesome, caring friends. His teacher was called Mr Tall but for some reason he was shorter than Corpse. He is arrogant, confident and big-headed. They have to come with gas masks, folders, a pencil case with stationary, a notebook and a book to read. School is really powerful in his life and he hopes he keeps this education forever.

Outside,the moon shone,brightening the city as well as the remembrance lights,while thunder roared in horror. Inside, fire screeches and flutters, keeping Corpse and Miss Asda warm.  Every night, Miss Asda scurried down the street with something sharp and shiny. Corpse is supposed to be in his warm, comfy and pleasant bed. But he had to find out what’s going on so he slowly crept beside his bedroom window. When she’s on her way home she is as rapid as a lightning bolt. Red stains sleep on her clothes and a dull light comes from her arms.

Corpse ran down the stairs into the cupboard, and suddenly the door charged open. A hooded figure revealed itself.Corpse saw that it was Miss Asda with blood ripples  raining down her clothes and gold shiny blocks. Corpse gulped in fear and in shock. The door of the cupboard fell wide open! “Corpse, I have had to complete quests since you’ve been here to get this gold. Haha” she laughed wickedly. He was daunted, spine-chilled and petrified.

The white snow-leopard gazed with its lime eyes in a prodigious amount of fear, lighting up the sorrowful darkness of the room. It’s white-grayish skin filled with flies drifting through the soft fur of the petrifying predator. Its claws are as jagged as a razorblade and are as shiny as a diamond ring. Its nose is like a  little squishy red nose, sniffling up the mists of the cold transparent air. The snow leopard’s pointed ears stuck  up with anger. Hearing the commotions of the World war and the remembrance celebrations. 

 He quickly stroked the furry creature before Mrs Asda  returned  it to an underground base. Shocked with amazement, he rapidly ran down the creaky stairs, following the footsteps of his caring guardian. Dull light bulbs illuminated the rusted room.  “Woah, this is like another house but underground.” He muttered under his breath. She didn’t reply but gave him a sudden look, Mrs Asda quickly embraced the animal and snuck him away in a miniature cage.”Many years ago, before you were born I found this poor, abandoned cub and I had to nurse it. People were hunting the Snow leopard and I couldn’t let this creature down. Someone had to care for it, so I stepped up.You must never tell one.” She enthusiastically mentioned. He was captivated, speechless.

Outside the sun gleamed with brightness, inside the joy  of the little cub and the child’s heart stretched , Fred the white snow leopard leaped out of the cage in such happiness, jumping all over Corpse. The silvery licks of the little cub pierced through Corpse’s face. Fred’s lime eyes brightened the dull darkness of the room. Corpse gathered around pieces of deers and some other mini mammals for Fred. Tickling the furry creature as the sun impaled Corpse, Fred ran around Corpse for quite a long time.

One Night, Corpse scratched Freds’ back and purring with joy he cuddled with Corpse. 

Suddenly, he spat out a picture that looked familiar. Corpse picked it up and shocked with anger he couldn’t believe his eyes. “ It can’t be…” With a croaky voice he ran up the stairs. Into his room and slammed the door shut. Tears streamed down his face and nothing made him more upset than what he just saw.

Over winters and summers, he was just too angry and agitated to accept the fact that an animal had a picture of his saddened family.  

The summer stretched like an elastic band. Corpse lay on the flowery, green grass that accompanied the scorching sun as it hid the horizon. The blue sky filled his heart with a vast amount of ease. The birds sang and the flowers danced with harmony. The caramel brown trees towered over the brightness of the miniature forest. The green leaves rippled over and over as the stream of water drifted into the lively, busy city. Corpse loved this area of a summery breeze, his old house, filled with people, rain watered over the back yard. Wet, damp, how lucky to live in this summery place he thought. 

One numbing night, Corpse trudged to a small barn that sleeps in the night sky. Corpse finally got over what he saw a few weeks ago. Playing consistently with Fred outside, the milky-way shon with brightness, as majestic as the oceans waves. Most of the time they would lay down on the green grass or play tig, running below the stars.They lay down watching the stars. Suddenly, there is a sudden rustling and Fred quickly jumps into the grass, killing the furred creature. A kitten slept in Fred’s jagged mouth. The one thing that Corpse is anxious about is if some strange, horrid man found out about this valuable secret and everything would be over. In the daytime, Fred slept in the deep unknown of the house. Fred padded across the rusted floor, making his way into the forest. A shot of light drifting through the towering trees of the forest.

It happened, the secret was let out. On July 23rd, Jefry, Corpse’s friend, came to play. Corpse and Jeff headed outside into the backyard. They played with a football that popped. The trees were dancing in fear of the thunder that roared in the sky. Without warning,  Fred jumped into action.Crouching behind the friend of Corpse. Jeff was shocked,” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” he screamed with fear.

“Keep frozen.” Corpse whispered to Fred. “ It’s not real, it’s just a teddy and that’s why it’s not moving.” mentioning to Jeff. “ Oh, because I thought I saw it move.” He uttered. The sky turned dark and Jeff made his way home. “ We need to keep Fred in the underground base.” Corpse said to Miss Asda. “ Well, you’re right, the only thing we can do to keep him safe is to keep him in the base. I think it’s your bedtime Corpse and Fred. “ Replying back to Corpse.