《Phantom Year one》Rise of the Wraith
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TIBET
A violent snow storm rages, a man wearing robes walks through a village with his palms pressed together in front of him his feet bare as he walks across the snow. People gather to watch the man curious as to who the stranger is.
The man continuous to walk until three men who are draped in thick clothes come to him guns pointed at him "who are you" one the man asks in a heavy accent. the man looks him straight in the eye "I'm..."
GHANA,LAKESIDE CITY
A car comes to a halt in front of a courthouse, where many reporters are standing with cameras at the ready. One of the reporters sees who steps out and immediately rush towards him getting the attention of the others and soon they all start shouting "Mr. Thompson, Mr. Thompson."
A bodyguard steps in front of the reporters to keep them away from the man who steps out of the car. The man is in a well tailored suit with a pair of black Italian shoes. The sun shone against his caramel colored skin to reveal his handsome face and black hair.
"Please, Mr. Thompson was my father, call me Hank." he said to the crowd and began to head towards the courthouse ignoring the many reporters who kept trying to question him. In front of the courthouse a fair skinned young lady who was dressed sharp was waiting, "I see you missed home." she said as Hank came closer to her "It's good to be back." he replied with a smile.
25 years ago
A young Hank was in his room playing games with his cousin. "Hah I won again." Hank shot up doing a victory pose "only because you cheated!" his cousin shouted at him.
"did not"
"did to"
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"did not"
"did to"
"did not"
"did to"
"did not"
"did to"
"did to"
"did not"
"see I didn't cheat" Hank had a smug look on his face while his cousin had one of confusion on her face before she spoke "you...you...you tricked me."
Hank fake gasped and spoke "I would never." "liar," she spoke before chasing him around the room which had pizza boxes everywhere. The sound of laughter resounded throughout the entire house.
back to present time
*bang* the sound of the judges Mallet brought Hank out of his thoughts then the raspy voice of the judge was heard “welcome back to the land of the living Mr. Thompson"
On his way out the courthouse his cousin Michelle came up to him "now that, that's out of the way, where do you want to go?" "hmm...how about that pizza place near my house. I've got a craving for pizza." "Kk but we have to get someone first"
"huh...who?"
"It's a surprise"
As they step out Hank sees the reporters are still here, thinking their after him he prepares himself for a full on sprint only to find out their attention is not on him but some other man.
"Who is that?" Hank asked Michelle who now had a disgusted look "Names Samuel Oku, stay away from him, he's been implicated in a lot of shady deals".
"Then why is he still free"
"lack of evidence"
They headed towards their car only for Hank to turn back to have a better look at Samuel before entering the car.
At the police station a detective is venting out her anger on a book when a voice interrupts her "what the book ever do to you?" she looks up see her friend Michelle standing at the door. "hey Michelle, thought you were busy at the courthouse?"
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"just finished and someone wanted to see you." Michelle moved aside to reveal Hank standing behind her" been a while hasn't it? Naa " he says to her. Naa runs up to hug him " Oh My God, Hank, I thought you were dead, we all thought you were dead where have you been? " "I tell you all about it over pizza what do you say?" he asked while looking down to face her " hell yeah, just let me grab my things ".
"Glad somethings never change." Hank chuckled to himself while watching Naa go grab her stuff. At this point in time a woman was asking for help from one of the officers even crying while at it. Hank watched this scene wondering what was going on.
"Ready to go?" Naa's voice entered his ears she was wearing a navy blue jacket over her white shirt with tight fitting black jeans which accentuated her curves. Hank turned to face her and was momentarily stunned by her beauty "yeah let's." Michelle voice brought him out of his thoughts.
As they made their way out of the station, Hank asked about the woman at the station "oh her she's been here every day for the past week, her daughter went out one night and didn't come back. Most of the guys think the girl just ran from home." Naa replied to Hank's question "I see"
"come on" Naa's voice brought him out of his thoughts.
The ride to Hank's home was anything but quiet. Naa kept on bombarding him with questions
"where have you been? why didn't you call? Do you know how worried we were?"
"Tibet. lack of service. Sorry."
"How did you end up in Tibet. I heard the plane crashed in the desert."
"Some wandering monk found me I had amnesia so he sent me to his monastery, when I regained my memories I contacted Michelle."
"what about your parents?"
Flashback
*boom* a loud explosion resounded the plane "mom, dad noooooo!"
Flashback end.
"they didn't make it." Hank replied in a dull tone Naa could see she said something stupid as no one deserved what he went through "so what are you going to do now your back." she asked trying to change the subject.
Hank turned to her, giving her the famous Thompson smirk. "First I was thinking a pizza with close friends now I'm thinking a major party where everyone who is everyone is invited." Michelle turned to give him her 'really' look.
The car soon pulled into the driveway of a luxurious mansion. Hank stepped out of the car to look at the place that he only had fond memories of "home sweet home". "It really is" Michelle said smiling behind Hank she was glad to have her cousin back.
The interior of the mansion was styled in an antique way with pictures of the Thompson family and some paintings placed on the walls with various antiques all over the house. "This place hasn't changed one bit" Hank said looking around the place he hadn't been in years, "yeah dad said he wanted to keep it that way in memory of you guys."
"Alright twinkle toes if you are done admiring your home. You have a lot to do if you want to have a party here tonight" Naa said amused to see him acting in such a way "it's a good thing I have your help then." Hank smiled looking at her.
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