AT-23

[First off this is an only wizard story with some military things.]

PROLOUGE:

JUNE 27th 2003
03:42
232 W Carabal Dr.

The smal boy named after his blood-dad slept in his cozy soft bed. He tossed and turned though as his vision had gone from reality to the dream world but it was a dark peroid. He dreamt he was going through hallways and hallways of a huge building that seemed centuries old. He was being chased by a gian 3 headed dragon and it was bloodthristy. As he ran the dragon grew bolder and bolder as it tried to capture it's dinner. The boy contined to sprint for dear life but his life came to a stop when he reached a dead end. the dragon had become enormous and it lunged for the boy. Suddenly before the monster ate him the boy woke up. He was in a very cold sweat and could hardly breath. He rubbed his face as he felt pale and exhausted. He jabbed hs covers that protected from the sheer coldness off the bed and flund his legs onto the edge of the bed. He put his face into his hands he he tried to focus himself. He looked up and he was in his room in his house. He quickly stood up and walked around for about 2 minutes. He finnaly fell onto his bed and rummaged through his drawer that was next to his bed his TV's remote. He finnaly felt a metal rectangle and pulled it out of the drawer. He looked on the captions ofr each button and pressed the button. the TV sprung to life and gave the boy light. As the boy layed on his bed he contiued to watch space as his favorite show was on. He could hardly sleep and he sat up again. he looked at his digital alarm clock and it was 4:40 AM. He sighed and got out of his bed and walked to his closet. He rummaged through the closet full of clothing until he found his usual clothing. A brown leather jacket,black under armour, black jeans, brown shoes, blakc gloves, and a headband to keep him from sweating a lot. He closed his closet door and turned off his TV manually. He slowly walked to the door and opened the creaking door. He stepped through the gaping hole and walked through the main hallway. He made a left to the staircase that seperated each floot and casutiouly walked down each step. He looked to his left and made out a figure. He looked again,squinting and finnaly made out the silohoutte. It was his mother looking at her latest magazine. He continued through and stopped by his mother. "Hey mom," the boy acknowledged. "Hey there sweetie" his mother said smiling at him. "What are you doing up this early?" "Coudln't sleep" "Nightmare again" "Yes" "Well if anything doesn't improve we'll call a thearipist" "Okay.". The boy then waddled to the refrigerator and opened the door as it flung itself open. e pulled out a carton of milk and grabbed a cup from the cabinant. He set the cup on the counter and poured some fresh milk in. He returned the milk back to the producer and he left i alone. He grabbed his glass and made his way back upstairs to his room. He oepned his door and closed it, slamming by mistake due to hs window was open. He sat on his bed and toke a sip of the milk. He sighed. Then there was a huge thump at his window which made the boy jump a bit,spilling some milk on his shirt. "dammit!" he swore and set his cup on his end table. He examined the window and saw a small owl standing with an envelope in it's mouth. The boy questioned this owl in his mind. He unlocked his window and opened the widnow as the owl fit through the smallest inch of the window. It flew around the room for a bit until it perch itself on the end table. It dropped the contents that was in it's mouth and the envelope slid on the ground. The boy bent over and picked it up and read the text on the paper. It was an invitation to a private school to a wizard and witch school. Is this some kind of joke?