The Genesis

Chapter 1 - Somewhere in a small town in Seattle

1975

Lucas POV

I’d not had an easy life, at least not me. To onlookers, I was the perfect Lucas Stockhelm. I looked like the stereotype of a runway model, raven black hair, green eyes, a perfect jawline, a gorgeous smile, and a stunning physique. I was the Lucas who championed the soccer team of my local high school in every competition but somehow still aced all my tests. Sure I was on the honour roll, and the girls loved me … even some guys although I decided never to venture into that. I was even the perfect gentleman, so how wasn’t my life easy?

My mother had raised me all on her own. She’d made some bad choices in college and had to drop out to have me. My father? He was never part of the picture. So from a young age, I had to watch my mother crack under pressure. She was rarely home, having to run several shifts to support us. Whenever she finally came home she was always stressed out but still made time to find out how my day went. When we were done talking she’d creep away to her room to cry. Sometimes throughout the night. She had a friend who owned a modeling agency, Miss Hilda was very nice she always checked on us and ensured my mum was okay. Mum found it hard to open up to her about our problems though.

I was 5 when I first found out I was a little hotshot. My mum had just dropped me off at school that morning and my friend's mum saw me and fussed over me. Inviting me to their kids' birthday parties and hangouts that weren't coming up for weeks. After that, I asked Miss Hilda for a job and she granted me on the spot. It helped ease up the stress on Mum and all I had to do was smile and put on a couple of clothes and products for the money to come rolling in.

I am now 18 and a high school graduate. My mum was even more happy about this than me…. I should think. My friends were having the traditional “night in the woods” which every high school graduating set in our town had ever since high school came about. I didn't feel like going, so I opted for lying half-naked in my room flipping through old comics. Besides Mum was making a cake for me, I didn’t want to leave her alone tonight, something felt wrong about going to the woods.

“Lu! Peter’s here!”, my mum's voice made its way upstairs to alert me of the impending doom.

I rolled over onto the floor in an attempt to hide under my bed. My room door flew open before my task was half completed and the calloused hands of my best friend wrapped round my ankles and tugged me out of my haven. “Not cool Luc!” he snapped at me, fighting the grin on his face as I raised my hands to plead innocent. “Get dressed and come downstairs you have five minutes.”

“I was honestly about to come you know? I didn’t just know what to wear.” I called after his exiting figure in self-defense.

He stuck his head back .“Yeah I'm sure that’s true you were only looking for your shoes under there!", sarcasm dripped from his tone. Wear whatever no one cares enough.”