1-THE BEGINNING OF THE END

It was a bright sunny July day. Or at least it was for the others. Time and time again Will would see them playing outside laughing and enjoying themselves. He didn't understand it. He himself acted no different, he himself was brought up not unlike all of the others in Middlegrove, Mass.

Will was brought up with two parents and a family that were few and far between. He was about the right size for a 13-year-old, 5'5" brown hair green eyes. But something was different about Will, something that no one could quite put their finger on.

"Will come here!"

"Oh great what did I do now?" Will muttered to himself.

Will trudged down stairs with his head down as if he was walking to the electric chair.

"WILLIAM." yelled his mother stopping herself from saying anything that she wouldn't want her seven year old daughter hearing.

"Hold your horses I'm coming"

What had he done this time? He entered the living room only to see his mother and his father looking at someone sitting on their couch. Some one that he had seen at sometime or another.

"Will, my name is Mr. Fredrickson," said the man on the couch who was now standing up, "And your going to have to come with us."

Both of Will's parent's mouths dropped right to the floor.

"What do you mean Will is going to have to go with you?" his mother demanded.

"It's just like it sounds ma'am, your son William Robert Crandle is now property of The U.S.G.D.S.S.C."

"The what!?!" Cried Mr. Crandle

"The United States Government Department of supernatural and sub- human Creatures." Said Mr. Fredrickson matter-of-factly.

"Are you insinuating that our son is not our son at all?" Mrs. Crandle asked.

"No No No that's not at all what I'm saying. Your son is and always has been your son, but." Mr. Fredrickson was cut off in the middle of his sentence.
"So your saying our son is a freak." Mr. Crandle yelled.

"No and if you want to know what I'm saying then I would recommend to stop interrupting." Mr. Fredrickson retorted.

All during this conversation Will was shocked at that one statement, "You're going to have to come to us?" In all of his wildest ideas of leaving Middlegrove he had never thought of leaving like this.