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PROLOGUE
I looked around at all the destruction I had caused with my mecha. Usually I would be filled with joy at this but for some reason today I did not. It wasn’t the same anymore. It would have been if princess Haley were still with me. But sadly she is not and my life is as meaningless as someone’s life can get. Its been what now, a whole ten years? Back when I was fifteen and I had everything going for me. My friends were there and I didn’t cause so much destruction. In fact I was the goodie goodie of the group.

I don’t know how it started but I fell in love with a princess. Sounds like a regular old fantasy story right? Wrong. It was actually quite the opposite. There is no true love for me right now. I’m depressed and I’m on the edge of a suicide mission. If only there was something in my story that would make it so that I can remember what great I’ve done and come to my senses before killing myself.

Before I tell you my story know that I wasn’t always destructive, or angry, or depressed in any way. You know, actually, I had everything going for me. And the reason for that would have to be my good friend John. Yeah, he was always there for me. Well not in the sense of helping me, but he was there to teach me to suck it up and keep driving. So I grew up well.

However, I would have to say there still is a girl in my life Her name is Diana. Now Diana belongs to John and they have been together for these ten years. Ha, funny thing about Diana is that even though she’s going out with John she comes to me with all her problems. Well that is, until I managed to gain control of the only mecha in the world.

Nothing could stop me now. I am in my prime at the age of twenty-five and I am known as the Global Terror of Death. Or GTOD for short. Basically I’m on a destructive path and I can no longer control it. My destination is the capital of the United Nations. New York is my target and all it’s inhabitants. But to tell you the truth I never understood why I killed more than was needed to die. Oh well, guess it’s in my blood to be a natural born killer. Just like my father before me, I am a killer.

Now you might be wondering how my mother decided to go out with a killer and have his child, right? Well listen carefully. You know what on second thought, I’ll tell you the story later.

Anyways back to my destruction. You might have heard of the city of San Francisco, right? Well let’s just say half of it is in the ground and everyone able has fled the city only leaving a few survivors at the moment’s time.

Now my mecha is one-of-a-kind. It’s black with dark red armor plating. I had it customed to match my favorite colors. That was of course when my grandpa was still alive. Oh you wouldn’t believe how good he was at what he did. It was absolutely amazing.

He was a mechanic that could fix the most broken of things, and a could paint any thing you could ever ask for. And he could do it to anyone’s satisfaction. In fact he had the chance to tune the President’s hummer one time. Haha, he didn’t miss that opportunity. And it was great to see someone in my family being recognized. Maybe that’s why I do what I do. But now he’s dead and I’m the reason for his passing.

For you see, my first act of destruction was my own hometown. The birth of all my problems. But really, I was really only seventeen at the time and I was completely furious at the world and what it had supposedly done.

Now the reason why all this started was because the government killed the princess, those bastards…. I can’t wait until I get my hands on them. I will completely obliterate their existence. After I’m done with them no one will question my authority and I will become king of the world. Just as my princess would have been.

Okay so maybe I exaggerated a bit. They put her in a coma that the doctors say she will never recover. But I don’t believe that. She’ll pull through! I just know it!


The boy began to cry. Seconds later the giant man of metal came to a stop. Everyone within viewing distance stopped to see what was happening. Thos poor fools had no idea what was in store for them.

The mecha flew off only leaving a small sphere on the ground. Everyone close by came up to it to see what it was. A noise could be heard from the object. It sounding like something inside was moving about, or operating on some level.

A man, who was either really brave or a complete idiot, walked all the way up to the sphere and put his ear up to it. At first the man was puzzled. Then his eyes widened and the man began to scream.

Now everyone was either scared, curious, or angered that the man was doing this. A woman from the crowd of people pushed her way towards the front and slowly walked up to the deranged man. It was made obvious that the two people new each other.

“George, what’s wrong?” The woman said and then she faced the sphere, whilst the man was running about still screaming. He didn’t seem to let up. “George!” She yelled, causing the man to stop dead in his tracks. “What the hell is that thing?”

George looked at the sphere once more and then back at the woman. “It’s a-“ He got cut off by one of the other men in the crowd.

“Well tell us godammit!” The man was one of the angered people.

“Let him finish his sentence!” The woman that knew the man yelled back. “Now George what is it?”

“It’s a fricken bomb!” George yelled. The man began to run around once again without having a care of getting his a** out while he still had the chance.

The bomb detonated, destroying everything and killing everyone that was near the explosion. San Francisco was nothing but meaningless rubble now. The year was 2027 and the boy known only as project A had destroyed almost every major city in the North-Western States of the United States.