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Was written by [lord of thunder]
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    One day, in the town of Sheru, a fierce battle was emerging. There was a war engulfing this unsuspecting little planet, and they were getting a rude awakening. This war, called the Amoxe, was fought between two opposing sides of the Eternals. The Light Eternals, which was led by a man named Lord Siren, whose soul idea for human existence was that of an eternal peace and serenity. A man named Lord Gastrophes controlled the other side of the eternals, known as the Dark Eternals. These people believed that humans' only purpose is to be sacrificed to their sanctions overseer Emit Vile, Lord Gastrophe's overly violent successor.
The Wizarding Eternals used to be a peaceful organization kept mostly underground for centuries because it was not widely accepted as a dominant human trait. So therefore, society had made this known group of people outcasts. This war had been spreading across the planet involving wizards and non-wizarding people alike. The Wizarding Eternal organization -or W.E.O- did not know how to handle the situation, and to top it all off, the president of W.E.O had been assassinated shortly after the Great Divide began. That was when the two sides had split off both with their own beliefs and were not willing to compromise anymore.
After several years of this insane bloodshed, the war had come to and earth shattering halt. It would appear as if all of the wizarding community had vanished right before the eyes of the people. This phenomenon was written down as the G.W.P, or the Great Wizarding Plague. This is hard to believe for the modern day historians because there was no sign of bodies or an increased number of deaths.
Our story starts on a rainy Monday after noon in the town of Chenton, Illinois. It was a small town probably to small for a map to recognize. In a little, tan house just off the interstate, home to the Riots’ family. They were a well-respected family just like any other. Mr. Riot was an insurance adjuster for the Mergers Maid Company. He was a tall, lanky man with dark hair and blue eyes pretty, he was also skinny, maybe even a little to thin for his height but, never the less he always wore a smile on his face. Mrs. Riot, who goes by Olviet, was a shorter blond woman. Olviet always wore her hair up and held her chin high. She was one determined woman. Her eyes glistened an ocean blue, which was only ever compromised with a yellow flicker. When this was present it was a good time to step away, or in some cases run (depending on how far you were away from her). The Riots’ have one son his name is Zevelous, or just Zev for short. Zev was not an extremely tall boy, nor a short one at that. He was just average, with a little bit of a bigger build then his father. Zev shared the same dark hair as his father. He even had his fathers’ same eye color. If there was one thing you could say about this family is that they were definitely just your average cheerful family, at least so you would think.

Chapter 1 The Ren Ettle

    With a loud boom came the most obnoxious of knocks echoing out side the old oak door of number 404 Lake Wood St. With the swiftest of motions Mr. Riot came racing down the stairs, in hopes that the door remained on its century old hinges. With great surprise there in the light of an early dawn, the old door with its velvet blue glass panes still intact. With out missing a beat Mr. Riot stumbled over the pile of shoes by the door to meet the unexpected guest. It was a short round man wearing a little gray suit and a pair of what looked to be bottle cap glasses.
    "Oh, well hey their Mr. Ecks what brings you over this early in the morning?" asked Mr. Riot.
    "Sorry to bother you John, but there has been a problem at the firm. I don’t know what is going on but when I had arrived this morning to unlock the doors for the other associates, the whole place had been trashed." Replied Mr. Ecks
    "That’s terrible, was anything taken?" asked Mr. Riot still stammering at the presence of his boss at his door.
    "Well that’s just it, you would figure they would take money or personal belongings of some kind of value. We checked everything’s accounted for except all of our employee files are missing." Said Mr. Ecks starting to look slightly worried.
    "Why would any one want to steal that, pardon me Sir but shouldn't we be grateful nothing of value was really taken?" Asked Mr. Riot.
"If there was anything any one wanted to know about anyone of us they would find it there. They have out home addresses, phone numbers, where our kids attend school, and what organizations our staff and their family attends." Replied Mr. Ecks slightly annoyed by Mr. Riot’s lack of concern.
    "My wife and son will be waking up shortly after i get them up I will get dressed and head in to work. I’m sure we will figure this out." Replied Mr. Riot as he reached for the door handle.
    "John please be careful ok?" Asked Mr. Ecks backing down the steps of the house.
    "I will Sir and thanks for the heads up." Said Mr. Riot just before he shut the door.
    Mr. Riot went back up stairs and sat on his bed, realizing how pointless it would be to lay back down at this point. It was already 6 in the morning with in ten minutes the alarm would sound off. Mr. Riot began dressing for work and starting his daily morning rituals. Just as the Alarm sounded Mr. Riot raced back into the bedroom to watch Ms. Riot attacking the alarm clock with her left hand in her sleep, as though she was fighting off some annoying, beeping demon, that was trying to summon her back to her own reality. This was Mr. Riots favorite part of the morning, or at least it was until Mr. Riot thought it would be funny to scoot the alarm clock back just as it was going off, in which he became part of Ms. Riots left hand of destruction.
   By this time Zev was already out of bed and heading down stairs to the kitchen. Zev always wore the same type and color of pajamas. They were green squares outlined with little black lines, accompanied by an enormous blue tee-shirt. Zev was already in the kitchen and pouring a bowl of cereal when another loud knock came at the door. Hearing this Mr. Riot launched himself down the hall, and then down the steps before landing only feet in front of the door. Half expecting to see Mr. Ecks again he opened the door slowly, while peeking thought the crack. This time instead of a man at the door it was a rather large letter looking object. It was a goldish color, but it was not shinny. It had a tight blue ribbon wrapped around it, and was addressed to the Riot family. Mr. Riot seeing Zev approaching snatched up the object and placed it under his jacket.
"Hey who was it dad?" Asked Zev.
    "Oh, it was somebody who had the wrong address." Replied Mr. Riot in an unconvincing tone.
    "Hey what is that hanging out of your jacket dad?" Asked Zev this time sounding a little more demanding for some information.
    "It is nothing son now please finish your breakfast, and get ready for school. You cannot afford to be late to many more times this year if you hope to pass your freshman year." Said Mr. Riot begging to charge up the stairs.
    As he approached the doorway to his bedroom, he noticed Mrs. Riot just about to walk out the door.
   "Hey hun we need to talk." Said Mr. Riot slightly pushing her back in the room and closing the door behind him.
Zev had already gotten ready for school and was about to walk out the door when Mrs. Riot came down the stairs in a hurry.
   "Hey hun I have a great idea." Said Mrs. Riot in what looked like quite and effort to smile.
"Mom no offense, but cant this wait? I'm already running late to school." Zev replied.
   "Well that’s just it, I was thinking you might want to visit your grandfathers today. I know he really wants to see you." Said Mrs. Riot trying to sound as convincing as possible.
   "Mom, what about school?" Asked Zev with a smile on his face. It was hard for Zev to pretend he actually wanted to go to school.
   "Well there’s always tomorrow dear. So its settle go get a little bag together and your father will drop you off on the way to school ok?" Asked Mrs. Riot looking more at her husband then Zev.