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Chapter #3

A 12 year old boy

    by: scriptboy Author IconMail Icon
Michael Moon was an average, friendly, happy-go-lucky type of kid. Skinny, short, but very smart, he was well-liked and popular in school. Still, he got pushed around often due to his lack of muscle and his geekiness. He did play soccer once a week, just because his father insisted that he do something. Football was too dangerous, he was coordinated enough to his a baseball, he wasn't fast enough or tall enough for basketball, and he was too scared to swim in the pool all the time to be on the swim team. And his fear of heights kept him off the gymnastics team. So, he ended up playing soccer on Saturdays.

Daira saw that Mike was always helping other kids with math problems because he was such a geek in school. He was skinny and smart, with his black, straight hair and his bright, blue eyes. Other than that, Daira reasoned that Mike could certainly use some muscle... a LOT of it. Mike had the heart of someone who would help, guard and protect those around him who were weaker and smaller than him, so making him stronger would be beneficial to everybody.

One night, after Michael had drifted off to sleep, the Goddess appeared to him in a dream which seemed very real.

"Michael! I am Daira! I have come to bestow on you a great gift. From now on, you will draw one pound of muscle from any other male person who is within a hundred feet of where you are. You can take that muscle and add it to your own frame, making yourself even stronger, or you can take the muscle and add it to someone else of your choosing. You can take any muscle you want. Good luck! When you become big and strong, which will happen, you must protect those who are smaller and weaker than yourself!" she ordered her young servant before she vanished, causing Mike to wake up. Mike sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. Was it just a dream, or did he really gain the power to take a pound of muscle from anyone else he wanted?
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