Fanon:The Storm Hunter (Adventure Series)

The creators of the comment ninja's present: The storm hunter

(This story is told from Joseph's point of view. Joseph is the main character in this story, and has no relation to anyone in real life. Any relation to a person's life is purely coincidental.)

The authors include ''Neptune_Ninja_Comics, GiantNate91, and Mistytrainz. Any other edits will be deleted unless Neptune, GN91, or Mistytrainz approves.''

Chapter 1
The car moved slowly along the horizon.

Wind picked up as the owner put his foot down harder on the pedal.

The owner looked at his ID one last time, before throwing it out the car.

He was now known as Nate Carvado.

Nate rubbed his tired eyes, and put on midnight black sunglasses.

He loved that brand.

Nate speed even faster on the road.

He had to beat the sun.

Sweat dripped down his dry face.

He had a minor head ache, from driving all night, but somethings had to be sacrificed.

Nate gripped the drivers wheel so tight, his knuckles grew white.

He ran his hand through his black, uneven hair.

''Today is the day. ''he thought.

''come on, come on! '' He wished he could scream.

The sun peeked above the tree's.

He breathed a sigh of defeat, and got out of his car.

His car shined a bright flash along Nate's sunglasses.

Nate knew it was time.

Today was the day.

He knew it.

Chapter 2
I woke up to the thunder of trucks on the highway.

I coughed, and sat up in my seat.

I pulled my phone gently out of my pocket, and felt the glowing screen illuminte my eyes.

it was 3:15 in the morning.

I rubbed my eyes and put my phone back in my pocket.

I was on a trip with my friend Andrew, to a faraway place.

We were traveling on one of those "travel around the U.S.A" buses.

Me and Andrew had to run away from our homes, because conicedently, both our parents had dissapeared when we were little, and we had to live with our bad reletives.

I don't know how bad Andrew's was, but he says it was worse than my sitiuation.

My sitiutation was simply my reletive didn't like me, so then kicked me out of the house.

Andrew's was similar.

We meet the night we were both kicked out, and ever since we have been friends.

I looked over at Andrew, since he was in the seat next to me.

He was sound asleep.

Andrew and I, were happy that night. we set off on a quest to find our parents.

I looked out the window.