My first book.

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The secret of origin.
Impossible birth.
Ryan.
Strange dream in the lobby.
I am only sixteen. My name is Victor. And all my life I have lived as teenagers like me usually live. My mother has a business that provides our family. But with the father the exact opposite. He does not work completely and sits at home all day. But several times on the street I had to communicate with strange people who seemed to want to make my acquaintance for a reason. The reasons for this are not clear to me, but at times standing at a stop or waiting for my sister from the dancing section, I became an interlocutor of an old woman or grandfather who all the time asked about my parents and in particular about my father. What he interested them, I do not know, but they listened carefully. They drove their granddaughter to the same section.
– No, Vitya is another! – the old woman shouted unexpectedly when we sat once again in the lobby. – He could not be so lazy!
From the surprise of this statement, I choked on a mineral water. I always take her when I go to meet my sister from the section. We are twins. But I have a larger face than my sister. The sister’s face looks fragile.
– You hear me? – Meanwhile, the old woman continued. – It’s okay with you?
“Yes, I’m fine,” I answered, nodding. After that, I decided that it was better to go and not to talk so far with this strange old woman.
Leaving the hall and deciding, go around the building, I headed to the right. The building itself had three floors. And there are different sections in it, like the one that my sister goes to.
She loves classic dances. Despite the fact that we are twins, we have different characters. She loves dancing, music and parties, and I am parkour, sports and the art of fighting with cold weapons. But one thing unites us: we are both independent and always do as it is easier for us. When we are together, we can laugh for hours. If you look deeper, then you can find something else that unites us. We both like that we are in the spotlight.
It turned out to be dark on the street. Early autumn always in our time is such. As mom says, in her youth at that time it was much brighter. And most importantly, what has not changed is what technologies are in a person’s service. No, there are robots, but only large businessmen. Human -like robots that replace them with a servant. But mom does not want to take at least one such. She, as she says, is easier to hire people so that they are cleaned than to buy something that is most likely not useful. She is not afraid of technology, but does not like to use it. But all, I am not allowed to understand why she went to her father. They are like fire and water. I would have divorced in her place. Especially given that she owns her advertising company, which brings a fairly large income to live in abundance. She says that after death, the business will go to me and my sister, not father.
Then I heard someone running and breathing heavily. The sound became louder, and in the end I came to stop and look around to understand what kind of noise it was. Looking around, it gradually became clear to me that there was a chase or something like that.
Then a scream rang out and in front of me seemed to have grown out of now a tall guy who, as it immediately became clear than me, but as if he was inseparablely connected with me. It’s not too clear in the dark, but it seems that he is dressed in a coffee shirt and black jeans. And what was more surprising, it seemed to me that he had something like a tail. Looking in my arms, I was surprised even more. They were strong and pumped up as if he could raise a ton, but at the same time had a blue color. Looking at his face, it seemed to me at some point that I saw myself in him. The same face, the same black hair color, but the rest turned out to be different. As well as blue skin color as on the hands. The hair turned out to be long and disheveled. The ears seemed to have an elf from stories, and his eyes were without a pupil and stained in yellow.
This elf simply stood in front of me and breathed heavily, wagging his long tail, and I stood, trying to at least just pick myself up after surprise and surprise. After some time, with anger in his face he took me by the breasts and lifted me up with the words:
– Remember the name I will say! You must remember him! Alex Despin. Remember this name! You will forget – then you are doomed! This is the key to the riddle that will appear in your life very soon!
After these words, he let me go, and I fell on the asphalt and suddenly woke up in the very hall that I recently emerged. Now I was awakened by the old woman who was sitting with me in the lobby ..
Chapter 1. Brother?!
Gradually, the dream began to go and it became clearer for me what was happening around me. The place where I was was not very clear, but gradually I began to realize where I was. It was a hall. The dream turned out to be so real that I felt a little uneasy. The pain I received when I fell. Looking at the side in which there was pain, I did not find anything. And the bottle was as much in my hand as when I was still in the lobby. In a dream, I left her in the lobby. Now she was in her left hand. And I myself, as it turned out, sweated. The dream turned out to be alarming. And as the old woman just said, I said something slurred in a dream. In response to all questions, I just said nothing. I have nothing to answer.
Meanwhile, Lisa came out. Not paying attention to the interlocutor, I went to my sister and took her a backpack with clothes and offered to drink, which she did not refuse.
– You know – Lisa began when we left the building – today we decided to send us to the dance tournament. City tournament.
– Is it true? I asked, looking at her in surprise. – Here you are lucky! Congratulations, sister!
– Thank you, Vit! – Sister answered in dreams. – You have no idea how glad I am to get into the composition that our area will represent! Winners will represent the city on regional performances.
– I believe in your victory! – clapping her on the shoulder, I answered. -You know, while I was waiting for you, then I had some strange dream.
– Yes? And what? – Lisa asked worried.
-As if some creature that looked like a person warned me that soon in my life there would be a mystery in which I had to remember the name. A certain Alex Despin. It seems that this is some kind of foreigner.
Lisa, silently listened to me and just shook her head. This was worried about her, but she does not want to talk about this topic. This is read on her face. But she didn’t say anything to me.
A year has passed ..
I have not seen the strange creature that I saw before. I told my mother about this case, but she did not take my words seriously. It seems to her do not care. But it seemed strange to me that she just asked to leave her alone in the room. I went out then, but all this influenced me. Serious influence. Now in the section I am one of the best students of Parskur, and the school has one of those who shine the Board of Honor. I took up study and section in order to distract from the coming that only makes my head hurt stronger every time I remember this.
In the section I was nicknamed Ryan. Who came up with this name – I don’t know. I only know that it was a favorite name from a movie about parkour, which there were a lot. Ryan Caperer is the hero of one such film. What is the meaning of the film, I do not remember, but there was a lot of parkour.
Oddly enough, I get tired less often, and I can withstand the loads more serious. Now I have become the fastest, both at school and in the section. I started to beat records one after another throughout this year.
Walking from school, I listened to music in headphones. I have no specific favorite music. I don’t care what to listen. Some condemn me for this, while others praise me. But in general, all these statements are somehow equally neutral to me.
Now I was already going home from the section. Lisa had to meet me with the section. I had to wait for an hour, but it did not come. Now that I was going home, I feel uneasy. Excitement for my sister does not give me peace. Something exactly happened. We never come, we meet each other with sections. Now that I am going home, I feel uneasy because there were no sisters.
When I came to the house, I saw that there was something in the window in the red color. Looking out the window, I could not see anything. Trying to open the door, I could not open it. It seems to be closed. I get scared for my family.
Having taken out the keys, I opened the doors and, right from the threshold, began to call everyone. Something pulled me to the place where I saw everything in red. It was a kitchen where cooks were usually located, cooking food. Having removed the jacket and briefcase, I went there. The house was quiet.
When I opened the door, I immediately saw that in the middle of the room there was something like an oval circle in a bloody color. There was a mess around. Mom’s clothes lay next to the circle. Without hesitation, I immediately rushed to my clothes. Black jeans and a white sweater lay as if they had just been worn. Lisa’s clothes were also there nearby.
Now I really got scared. Looking back at this circle, my fear became more and more. For a second I felt that something was changing in me. Looking in my arms, I saw that they were covered with hair, and instead of nails there were claws. Closing my eyes for a second and shaking my head, and then, again opening my eyes, I saw that my hands were again normal. I was drawn to the circle. Getting up, I went to him. The closer, the hotter it became. And when I was very close and extended, everything was suddenly covered with white light ..
I opened my eyes with difficulty. The whole body is like in water. Having taken a big breath and trying to move his head, the only thing that managed to do is to feel pain. Something seemed to press me in the position in which I found myself. There was a continuous noise of shots, explosions, screams and something else. I could only lie and come to my senses. After about ten minutes, the body began to return to me, and the pain decreased more and more. And when I finally came to my senses, I got up, I saw that I was in some strange place. The sky was coffee color, and there were battles around. Where are people and where people covered with wool. Or rather, that wolves similar to people with posture. Looking around, I realized that now I was defenseless. I get scared. There is no way out, but there is no way. Seeing that someone noticed me, I ran to the nearest moat and fell into it. Something suggests that I should not show up to the others who are here. Intuition never failed me. Near the place where I fell, lay a sword, similar to those that were in the Middle Ages. Iron sword worn by warriors. Looking around, it remained to take him, because there was no one nearby. Having stood up, I realized that I was in the trench, which allowed me to go, bending along it. Taking a sword, I began to examine it closer. He turned out to be quite heavy. At least heavier than it seemed like. In distant times, it was quite often visible, since there are no excretory signs or inscriptions on it.
While I was examining the sword, I heard someone began to approach me from behind. Looking around, I saw some strange guy. Dressed in a strange black cloak, which was so long that it hung, almost on earth. And on the coincee itself was a hood that hid his face.
– What are you doing here? – asked this strange type. His voice turned out to be as if he was quite old. Rather, he was quite a few years old, but he himself was more like a young man in his physique. Quite strong and strong and radiated his power and power. But at the same time, there was something gloomy, lost and a feeling of loneliness that is felt, regardless of him.
– So you are doing here? – meanwhile, this gloomy guy repeated, but this time more rude.
– I – starting to say, I immediately stopped. I have nothing to answer and therefore my decision began to just be silent.
– The werewolf! -the interlocutor shouted, after which he pushed me and began to get something out of his cloak.
Without waiting for him to get what he wanted, I just rushed forward on the trench, standing in full height on the run. A minute later, I heard shots rang out behind me. This gave me strength to run even faster. Soon the trench was replaced by rooms. These premises were like the corridors who had been abandoned for a long time, but all at times went on them. The shots were already very close when I found myself at the cliff, but there was no way out. Suddenly, I remembered the Partur section. Namely, the day when we were given a lesson by running along the walls and how to stay while running as long as possible. At one of the walls, I saw something like a flag that went to something like a floor, but the wall itself was half-broken. But the second wall was quite intact so that it could run along it. Looking around and seeing the type that reloaded the gun right on the go, I ran without hesitation along the wall that was intact, looking that the flag was close enough for a jump to it. But I did not have time to run to the right place, a bullet from a pistol flew next to my foot that the guy used. I had to jump before I expected. Stretching out, I took the sword in two hands and pulled them up. But I never reached the flag itself, but rested, a sword on a hole that was not far from him.
– Well, got caught! – the guy shouted in the hood, aiming at my head. – Now you will get what you hear!
My heart was beating with great force, and my hands began to numb from fear that my fate was decided. I closed my eyes, knowing that now a painless fall is waiting for me. But there was no shot. Instead, I heard someone’s roar and swearing that strange type that I tried to end me. Opening my eyes, I saw that this guy with a weapon was shooting in humanoid dogs.
Having decided to take advantage of the moment, I went up to the crack that I was near the sword, and began to try to get it out of the hole. Putting my strength, I could not get it out. Putting more strength, I managed to pull it out a little. I understand that I can fall, if I pull out a sword, but if I do not pull it out, then I will have to experience fate against those who fight this hour. At least one side will be the winner. And this side will definitely want to get easy prey, which I am.
The sword still began to succumb. And, after just a minute, he was in my hands, but I almost flew off the place on which I relied. Given with both hands by the ledge and bending my legs in my knees, I leaned them against the wall, I began to slowly move towards the flag. When I was near the flag itself, I heard that one of those who fought with a strange guy fell down. Something inside began to tell that with this fall, I was cut off the path to retreat, but to decide what to do, I have no time. Moreover, the flag was already very close. Jumping towards the flag, I pierced it, a sword in the middle, and began to go down immediately at a huge speed. The wind blew such that I almost demolished me from the flag. The landing was painful. Having greatly hit what was left of this gender, I barely restrained myself so as not to scream in pain. Having fallen off my feet, I began to moan in pain in my legs. But the pain itself, nor is it strange, passed quickly. Getting up, I began to look for a sword, because I still saw that that werewolf began to approach me slowly. Having quickly examined and finding a sword against the wall that I fell, a headache unexpectedly crashed into my head, and a voice suddenly sounded in my head: “Your time has not come yet, brother. You need to prepare ". After that, the werewolf turned to the wall and jumped up, where he continued the battle against the guy in the hood.
My surprise has no limit. Brother? What is he talking about? But something inside took it for granted. Looking at the sword that in my hand, and then on the fight, I turned back. Gloomy atmosphere and a lot of devastation – this is the only thing that can be seen here. “You won’t leave!" – there was a voice in your head -" You do not hide, Alex!"
– I’m not Alex! – turning around, I cried out. – My name is Ryan!
After these words, I ran away in the direction that I looked at earlier. Why did I call myself Ryan? What made me do it?
Running leads to feelings. He always brought me to feelings. But what is happening – I have not yet understood. The werewolf, who called me a brother, is a guy in a hood who considers one of the werewolves. And what kind of Alex is this? Elf spoke about Alex Despin. So I remember the name.
But I’m not Alex! My whole life was called Victor, although my mother did not say why. Everything is strange at home: mom and Lisa Muslims, and I and dad Christians. What has compiled, go to the mother to this act in the form of Christianity for the son – this is rather strange. When I was fifteen, I found my mother in the table a photo where she is at school. In the photo, as if I were, but with another hairstyle and hair color. She was only silent to my questions about this guy, as well as about the rest. But six months ago, I did everything, find something like an answer. Uncle Yegor also had a photograph of this guy. He once answered me the question of where he came from. He says that this is his dead best friend and classmate. In life, he was with oddities, but in general he could easily sacrifice everything, for the sake of those whom he loved and appreciated. But his death occurred under strange circumstances, but which one – about this Uncle Egor kept silent. He only said that he does not want to talk about this topic, as it is too painful for him. I understand him.
Suddenly, I stumbled upon a group of people dressed in black raincoats, who were almost on the foot. Everyone behind the left shoulder had a sword, whose scabbard was fixed so that they walked through the whole back and ended closer to the right leg. They had pistols in their hands, which, seemingly, seemed to be covered with silver.
– Wait, boy! – the one who seems to have a leader called me. – Come here.
I began to come timidly. It barely holds me on my feet, and my breath is knocked down to such an extent that it hurts in my chest, but I want to drink with terrible force.
– Who are you? – one of them asked, but then I lost consciousness ..