--[[This is an idea I'd been toying with for a bit. I know I've had a hard time writing stuff people enjoy, but here goes.
Delo out. Also, in Lua the brackets I made are a long comment.]]--
My grandfather was always a bit different.
For my birthday, he'd give me his present, and every time I saw him after that, he'd give me an accessory, right up until I had it all.
He'd find carousel tokens in my ear.
He also had made a fortune in the stock market.
"Amber," he'd say.
"I am no different."
After he revised his will, he was...
Different from his usual different.
He told me how to be flexible, how to hunt, how to survive.
And for my 15th birthday, I recieved a pair of handcuffs from him.
And, following tradition, I soon had that pair, two others, some chains, and several padlocks.
He also gave me a strange wooden box.
Why he gave me these escape artist's tools, I did not know.
But soon, I could escape from anything.
No matter how I was restrained, I escaped.
I found these "Practices", as my grandfather said, to be quite enjoyable.
But the box... I could not see a use for it.
When my grandfather died, I stayed longer than anyone else.
I put a flower in his hands before, some more on the grave after.
But the day the box opened, everything changed.
When he died, I opened his box once more to put in my good word. But the box, I noticed, was shallower than the side.
I realized there was a secret compartment.
So I opened it.
And inside was my grandfather's missing will. I had found it.
I wish I hadn't.
The reading wasn't happening.
Instead, as the will said, there would be something different.
A contest was being held.
On the day, I was taken with my cousins (20 of us) to a huge college campus.As it was closed, it was the battleground.
"Hello, contestants."
"I am the referee. I'm going to read the will to you."
And so he began.
At his finish, the contest my grandfather had had in mind was clear:
I, his chosen contender, was up against everybody else. They had to find me and take me against my will to the ref. If I made it there on my own, I recieved the full inheritence. If they got me there, the person who got me got it. I could be taken from one captor by another. Also, violence rules were zero, and everyone but me had ether.
In other words, by the end of this, one of my cousins would be rich, and I'd likely be left bound and gagged as his trophy all day.
FML.
*/ There's part 1. I'm excited, this plot was fun to come up with. Tell me what you think!