Chapter 1

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Lincoln was walking through town in his PJ's. He was locked out of the house because he was bad luck. He tried, time and time again to prove he wasn't bad luck, but to no avail. So he was walking through town, trying to clear his head "What am I going to do? More importantly... how will they affect Lily? I don't want her to grow up thinking that her brother was a bad influence, but how?" he then heard somebody behind him

"Hey there kid, how about you give me your money and I won't kill ya, eh?" he turned around to see a man with a scarf around his face and a knife in his hand. Lincoln started to back up with his hand in front of him "I-I don't h-have any m-money," said Lincoln as the man walked toward him

"Then I can't have you go anywhere, now can I?" he said as he lunged at Lincoln. Lincoln was scared, his heart raced as he saw the knife come at him. He wanted to move, but he was bolted down with fear 'What am I going to do? I can't move, I need to move!' thought Lincoln as he looked down and saw the ground crack. The crack became larger and larger and the ground looked like blue, stained glass. He looked up and saw that the man was grey, and frozen mid-lunge. He moved out of the way of the lunge, the cracks were gone, and the man was colored again. The man eye Lincoln and he lunged at him again. Lincoln's heart raced a second time and the cracks appeared again. The man became grey again and Lincoln moved out of the way again. Once Lincoln was out of the way, the man gained color again and moved forward. The man was angry now as he turned to Lincoln "Stop moving! How the hell are you doing that?!" and went to stab him. When this happened, Lincoln saw the man become grey again and decided to try something. He walked up to the man and hit him in the face. When he did that, the man had his color again and he was knocked backward. The man was getting scared as he asked "H-How are you d-doing that?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to use it even more if you keep on doing that," said Lincoln as the man yelled and lunged at him. Lincoln somehow made the cracks appear again and took the knife away. The same thing happened and when the man had his color again, he saw Lincoln with his knife. He tried to run, but then the man felt pain in his back. He fell to the ground as he felt more pain "I can't have you go anywhere, you're too dangerous," said Lincoln as he stepped on the knife that he logged in the man's back

"P-Please, let me live," begged the man

"I can't, you may hurt some else," replied Lincoln as he stomped on the knife and killed the man. Lincoln was breathing heavily a sweating. He had blood on his pant leg and foot. Once he registered what happened, he back up and muttered "Oh god... I-I k-k-killed s-some-one," he then ran away, leaving bloody footprints. He ran and ran until he found himself in the woods. He then started to walk and stopped, grabbing a tree limb, he leaned against a tree and started to take deep breaths and sat down. He hugged his knees as he cried, "I-I killed someone, a-and w-what was t-that?" he said as he looked at his hands. One had blood on it as that was the hand his used to stab the man. He then hugged his knees again as he felt his eyelids become heavy. He then felt the soft embrace of sleep and he did just that. When Lincoln fell asleep, a figure approached him, he was a tall, muscular humanoid with purple skin, flattened ears, a bald head, and red eyes. He wore a long, turtleneck, dark purple, blue, and grey coat. He also wore a dark cyan undershirt, dark purple elbow and knee pads, and dark purple wrist guards. He had a dark cyan belt with a yellow buckle. His pants are dark cyan and he wears a pair of dark purple boots with black toe-and-heel armor. The purple man looked down at Lincoln and said "Hmph. this kid has time-skip... this will be interesting," and picked Lincoln up, walking back to the city. He then disappeared and reappeared at the edge of town. The man then flew into the air and flew to a ship on the other side of town. He entered the ship and went to a room with a bed, night stand, lamp, and a dresser. He put Lincoln on the bed and muttered "I just hope I don't regret this in the future". He left the room and out of the ship.

The Next Morning:

When Lincoln woke up, he was surprised to find himself in a bed. He pulled himself up and said "How did I get here, and- Oh god!" he said as he looked at his hand and foot "I-I killed some-one,"

"Calm down, I kill people all the time, kid," said a voice as Lincoln looked up to see a purple man looked down at him with his hands in his pockets

"Who are you?!" shouted Lincoln as he felt pain in his forehead. He looked to see what happened and saw that the man had a finger extended

"I'm someone who can do what you did last night," said the man

"W-what are you talking about?"

"You know, the cracks?" said the man

"Y-you mean you saw it?"

"No, I know what happens when you use it though, I can do it too as you just saw me flick your head," said the man as Lincoln looked at him with wide eyes "now on to the reason why I brought you here," as he sat down

"I would like to know too," said Lincoln

"Well first off, I want to train you,"

"What , why me?"

"You can use time-skip,"

"What's time-skip?"

"Time-Skip is a technique where the user skips time for a tenth of a second, and in that limited time, they are able to move freely" replied the man

"Alright, but why me?"

"*Sigh* I'm dying," said the man as Lincoln looked at him

"D-dying?"

"Yes, and I want to leave this world knowing I did some good... aside from killing politicians," said the man as he out stretched his hand "what do you say?". Lincoln looked at his hand and at his own. He was the only person he knew who could do what happened last night. So he shook his hand and said "Alright, and the name's Lincoln, not kid,"

"Okay, the name's Hit, now let's get you some proper clothes," said Hit as he gave Lincoln the same clothes he wore, just smaller "I used these when I was starting out, and I washed them... now hurry up," and he walked out of the room. Lincoln looked at the clothes and said "What have I gotten myself into?"

[Hope you enjoyed. I'm sorry for not working on The Neglected BlueAce, but I wanted this idea out there so I have something to work on when I'm not doing BlueAce chapters.]

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