Man In Burning Uniform (Schlattbur)

prologue p.2 (Schlatt)

"Fire burns down 6 houses before fire fighters could reach them. Six people were lost in the fires. Family's were torn apart because of a stray fire work." The news reporter had cut off the 12 year olds favorite show. He stared in awe as he watched the house light up in flames. His eyes darted over to a boy running out of the fire, bleeding from his arm. The TV quickly shut off.

"Bullshit. Stray fire work my ass." Schlatt father grumbled, storming in to the room. "It was probably some dumb ass teen that was too much of a pussy for real life." He chuckled, being hit by Schlatts grandma.

"Watch your language yong man. Do not speak ill of the dead." Grandma scolded her son, switching the TV back on.

"We are asking you to support the family's who were injured and torn a part in the fire. Just a five dollar donation could help more then you would think." The new reported continued to talk, trying to talk the viewers in to donate.

"Bullshit. It's just another scam for them to get money!" Schlatts dad crossed his arms, scoffing at the TV.

"Papa, what are you on about? These people's lives are being torn apart and all you can think about is the money?" A innocent Schlatt asked, little did he know...

"Little J, lisent to me." Grandma got down to his level." Money can solve problems, but not all of them. You have to be the one to step in and solve most of them." She smiled.

Later, three weeks his Grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Her words stuck with him long after her death. He wanted to help others. He needed to help others. Slowly as he grew he shaped in to his fathers beliefs but still needed to help others, still needed to be better then him.

He had studied hard, harder then everyone in his class. He needed to make a good world for others. He enrolled in to a police school. The day he got the letter back was the best and worst day of his life.

"Papa! Part! Look!" Schlatt rushed in to the house, the carpet sloped from under him and almost fell face first. "Ow! Fuck!"

"J! You are not a adult! You do not use that kind of fucking language!" Pa scolded.

"Sorry sorry! Look!" J showed the open peace of paper, it read that he had been accepted in to New Yorks Academy of Police Force.

"Do you really want to go here? Why not a safer job like what I do?" Pa asked, Schlatt paused. He was clearly upset.

"Dad! this is what u want to do and you have supported me all through this and now you want to pull the rug from.under me?!" J yelled, father stood up.

"How dare you raise your voice!"

They started fighting, screaming at eachother. Both hard headed made wouldn't cave, so Schlatt packed away anything that he would need and called his friend ted, ranting to Ted about how much of a cunt his dad was as he drove to Ted's apartment.