Young Writers Society

*If any of you have read my story “Lucas-The one behind it all” then you’ll know that I got a lot of comments saying it wasn’t really an origin story and they wanted more.This is more of his past.You can connect this story to the one I just mentioned.I have Gacha Club character designs in my wall.Enjoy!

"MOM! NO!" Lucas screamed.

It was 1966 and seven year old Lucas Ladouceur and his mom were going out hiking and they had run into a deep pit.His mom,who loved hiking,got closer to the pit to check it out.

But Lucas wasn't going anywhere near that hole.He hated hiking.It was all so dangerous,there were too many rocks,so many weird animals,no bright colors..it was...just..horrible.

He'd rather be going to the small circus in his neighborhood,which was a lot funner and less dangerous.There weren't too many rocks,either.

"Aw,calm down,child! I'm going to be fine-"

Those were the last words his Mom said before she fell to her death.

"NO!" Lucas screamed,crying.

No,no,no,no,no!

His mommy couldn't be dead..she...she was always careful...she..couldn't..

But she was.His mother was dead.He saw her trip off a rock and fall.With his very own eyes.

Lucas didn't dare get closer to the pit,he didn't want to fall,too.Big holes were scary.

So,he ran.Far,far away from the hiking site,then,he ran on the road,almost getting hit by a car in the process.But he only had one thing in mind.To get to the circus.He had to go there.That was the safest and most magical place ever.

He finally reached the circus and bumped into the ringmaster,who was just leaving.

"Hey,what's-"

"Th-th-there w-w-as a...bigpitandmymomfellintoitand-"

"Whoa,whoa! Slow down,kid! Wait in my tent and you can tell me what happened."

"But-"

"Breathe."

"Okay."

So,Lucas waited patiently in the tent.

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It's been years since he told the ringmaster what happened to his Mom.The guy immediately brought him to a friend of his,some young lady and she's been taking care of him ever since.He also learned from the ringmaster that he was his father,which was pretty cool.But..he never visited him..he was always working..

It was 1973 now and he was thirteen years old.The woman who took care of him was nice enough,she took him to school,fed him,gave him clothes and money.She let him sleep in a big and cozy bed,too.

But no matter how hard she tried,she could never be his Mom.He often felt like he was poor,without anything in the world.No one could replace his Mom.That just wasn't possible-

"Hey!"

Lucas looked up and-hold on,why was he..outside in a forest,staring at a hole that reminded him of the pit his Mom fell into..he must have been daydreaming again..

"Hey,the field trip is ending!"

Lucas blinked.He remembered,just now,that he was on a field trip,in some forest..the forest was beginning to look...familiar..

...It was the same forest he and his Mom hiked in years ago..

"Why..why...why this place? No..no.."

Lucas began to run far off and into the trees,away from the forest,from the people.

Away from everything.

But he only got a few feet farther and he bumped into-

"Ow! Hey,you should really watch it!"

A young brown skinned girl about his age with curly black hair and emerald green eyes..they looked green in the sunlight..he recognized her voice as the voice that was calling him over earlier.

She was beautiful..

"Get off me!" She cried out,pushing him off.

"Oh-oh- I-I-I'm s-s-sorry.I-I didn't m-m-ean t-t-o h-h-hit you or a-a-anything-"

"What's your name? Mine is Isabella.Isabella Hernandez.You?"

"You want to know my name?"

"That's what I asked."

"I'm Lucas.Lucas Laudouceur.I..this place has..bad memories.."

"You want to talk about it on the bus?"

"Really?"

"Sure! We can talk about other things,too!"

"Why do you want to talk to me?"

"Because I bumped into you-"

"-Actually,I bumped into you-"

"-So the least I should do is get to know you!"

With that,Isabella and Lucas left to go to the bus.

He couldn't believe it! No other kid ever wanted to talk to "the freak who daydreams and likes circuses." No one!

Not until Isabella,of course!

Now..someone wanted to talk to him! Someone wanted to listen to him!

He couldn't be any happier!

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"Congratulations,it's a boy!"

Lucas tried holding back tears in his eyes as the doctor presented him and Isabella with their child.

The year was 1980 and he..he married the woman of his dreams and now..he was having the life he always wanted!

"What do you want to call him?"

"William.William Ladouceur."

"You sure?"

"Sure I'm sure! This is my-"

"-Our-"

"-Our kid we're talking about,so move along!"

"Alright,if you've made your decision,I'll go!"

The doctor left,smiling to herself.Isabella beamed at William and looking at him,he saw Isabella.William looked just like Isabella.

Right then and there,he promised them silently,in his head,that he would give them a wonderful life! He'd get a job..maybe at a circus,because then he would enjoy it and would be making money..now,he wouldn't have a lot of money,at first..but entertaining people was honest work..

..Maybe he'd create his own one day,near the forest where his Mom died,so she could watch him in his glory..

..but for now,he was going to enjoy this moment with his wife and child.