Chapter 1: Joseph Smith, Christopher Brunen, Larry O'Spangerson, and Ainsley Aulay

Bang! we got a bloke down!

"come on Harry, don't die on me! Harry? Harry! No!"

well then my life was usually at peace, exept the time I was in south africa killing Claudious Mens... lets calculate, right now now I am unconcious, I have shrapnel in my stomach and a bullet in my arm, why don't I feel pain if im dying? adrelerine doe come on Harry! Wake up!

Uwaaaah! what was that dream?!?! oh right, I was holding up my Henry Martini in South Africa... bloody hell, hopefully Joseph doesn't have to suffer like I had to...

June, 16th,1905

screech! screech! screech! as the knocker upper scratches my window, I wake up on 6 am, as my father wakes up with me to start our jobs, since my father worked as an illustrator for Dr Joseph Bell, because my father named me after him after all, as I head down stairs, I see my mother making breakfast, I grab a piece of toast and prepare to leave. before I left, my mother said

"Joeseph! don't forget that today your cousin Christopher is coming to visit you in your flat near school with auntie Grace and uncle Gary!"

"alright mom!" I responded

then my mother screams "Harry! come down! breakfast is ready!"

my dad replies with "alright Mary"

I walk out the front door of our family flat and grab my bike, I prepare to do my part time job as a newspaper boy for the strand magazine, my father comes out and hands me a pistol, as he tells me.

"remember, if anybody approches you and tries to rob you, use this and the science of deduction to defend yourself Joseph"

I exit the house on my bicycle as I go to each house, putting newspapers into each box that pays for the newspaper subscription, as I put the news paper in the bakery's mailbox owned by Mr O'Spangerson, I see Larry come out of the shop.

"Gday Joeseph"

"Gday Larry, how has is been?"

"the bakery is pretty fine and dandy eh, but are you going to make it in time for school eh?"

"of course, I do ride my bicycle real fast innit?"

" bloody hell mate, I heard there is going to be a girl and a male transferring to our school today, eh"

"what? seriously during this time?"

"yea, so don't be late today or else you wont have a good first impression on her eh"

"well I wont, because I'm always not late"

I continued to ride my bicyle as I go to house to house untill I reach an ally near the pavement of the Aulay house. there I see a few blokes ganging up on a small bird, so I got out of my bicycle as I head to them I asked

"gday mates, how are you doing?"

"Sod off will ya? this is our buisness" the bloke says

as he says that, I see a girl in the middle probably the same as my age, looking a bit angry so I asked

"oi what are you doing with this girl? she looks scared?"

"get out will you?!"

when he said that, the other blokes beside him pull out their shanks and knives and charge towards me, I analised... 3 blokes right here, lets check the first bloke, lets see... he is a 18 year old judging by the unwrinkled face, and his use of langauage, but mostly on his smell, he is a streetperson, so the likelyness of a bloke hurting a young girl is high, if the person is old, but since he is doing this and judging by his apperence, he is a 18 year old, he is holding the knife with 2 hands, one hand putting the hand on the side of the knife, and the other hand on the top, signifying that hie will do an attack that will twist the blade inside me, since he is an 18 year old street boy, he will be strong and fast, so I should dodge his attack as normal, then knock him at the back with my elbow. The second bloke is a 16 year old judging by the smaller body portions, judging by his smell, he is also a street boy, judging by the scar on his lifting arm, it seems that he has battle experience, so I should be wary of him, he is most likely going to either throw the knife or going to do an downwards slash but judging by his amount of knives, he is going to throw the knife. the last bloke is a 16 year old boy, he seems to have good and basic clothing unlike his mates, judging by the same body porportions, but there is something strange about him... lets try seperating the smell, garbage, sewage, oil, bread, a certain deoderant, narcotics... wait, so the last bloke is going to go all out with narcotics? I should be most wary of him so I will attempt to incapacitate him when I knock the first bloke out, after that, I'll use the incapacitated bloke to serve as a shield, then push him at the knife throwing bloke and incapacitate him, time to execute the plan.

as the first bloke charges towards me I dodge his attacks and elbow his back and disconnecting his kneecaps, as the second bloke's knife flies towards me I calculate. knife is flying at 30 mph which is really fast, dodge able? yes. as the second bloke keeps throwing his knife, I incapacitate the third bloke before he could take his narcotics to get full bonkers as the bloke fails to throw the knife at the bloke I used as a meat sheild, I push the body of the third bloke as the blokes fall down, I sprain their arms and legs, I looked to the girl as she thanks me.

"good day, Ma'am you fine?"

"yes, thank you, I am fine, who are you?" she asked

"sorry to not introduce myself. The name is Joseph Smith, I work as a newspaper boy as a part time job, since I have school. ah! im about to be late! I will see you later!"

I bid farewell to the girl and rode my bicycle to my school, a Independent school in London by the name of St. Paul Independent School, the calculation that I just did was a skill called the Science of deduction, my father Harry Smith used it during the Boer War to get out of there safely and avenge a lad who saved his life in exchange for his own. as I head to school and enter the classroom, I see Larry on his desk next to mine, so I sat down at my desk as we were sitting down, Larry asked

"Joseph, what happend to you, you got yourselves multiple tears in your blazer"

"nothing much Larry, just save a girl from some blokes"

"bloody hell Joseph, you shouldn't be using the science of deduction in front of people, remember the secret organization your father made? so you shouldn't expose alot of it to people"

"alright mate, whatever you say, but I did save a girl though...Blimey!, I forgot to send the newspaper at the Aulay house, I'll apologise to them later-"

the teacher came in and said "settle down everybody, we have a 2 new students, they transfered from another school, please introduce yourself, as both of them walk in I saw somebody I knew was coming and met this morning

"Bloody Hell! is that you Chris!?!?"

"Joeseph? is that you?"

"Bloody hell that is me"

then the teacher with a confused look asked "do you lads know each other?"

"of course" I replied "he is my cousin after all"

"alright, Chris and Ainsley please intoduce yourself"

then, a girl named Ainsley entered the room, as I thought to my head... she looks familiar, I just don't know where she is from...

"good day all, my name is Christopher Brunen"

"hello all, my name is Ainsley Aulay, pleased to meet you all."

they introduced themselves and went to their given positions, as Chris comes to sit beside me, Ainsley, sat in the seat above Chris as school started, in the middle of class I wrote a note, and passed it to Ainsley, after she finished reading it, she replied with

"it's ok, you can just give your news paper to me after school, ill hand it to my parents later"

when school ended me, Larry and Chris were walking home, we passed the same Alley and the same 3 blokes came poping up again, as the first bloke said

"you bastard, you dont think you can escape use dont you, that bird was a real pearl, and you took here away from us!"

"yea!" the second bloke replied helping the first bloke

"now... this time instead of you taking our dignity away, we will take your life away, as the first bloke pulled out a 12 inch knife, the second bloke pulled out a revolver, and the third bloke pulled out a something that I would have not expected. a Lee Enfield Riffle. wait a minute, I didn't sense a military carrear from my deductions...? ah! the deodorant... it is for military men, but he doesn't seem to be in the British military, so best deduction, is that his father is a military man, judging by the riffle itself, we are sure that his father isn't an officer, since he isn't holding a revolver, nor have a revolver in his pocket, so I assume infantry men, since the bloke is shaking his riffle which makes him inexperienced, I can easily incapacitate him , while the first bloke has a bloody 12 inch knife, which makes him dangerous, since we have 3 people here, and he is smart enough not to target me, but to target either Chris or Larry, most likely Larry since he seems like a weak person, but they do not know the truth of the O'Spangerson family, so I will let Larry take care of him, the second and third bloke has firearms, before I left home my father gave me a firearm, which has 6 shots... but then Chris would get hit by a shot, so instead I think I should knock the knife out of the first bloke's hand. and throw it mid air and use it as a shield, and then shoot the second bloke, and then ill deal with the 3rd bloke, since his hands are shaking, there should be inaccuracies when he going to be aimed, which will most likely miss me. as I got out of my mind palace, I knocked the knife out of the first bloke's hand, and the knife mid air deflected the bullet coming in my direction from the bloke with the revolver, and shooting his kneecaps, shattering them, but then.

BANG! the rifle bullet leaves the barrel of the gun, going into a colision course towards my direction, and with Chris behind me, suddenly Larry shouted

"Storm Style, Knife Arts! High Level! Cut of the Lightning Flash!"

as Larry disapeared in a flash, and bloody cut the riffle bullet coming towards me, as he cuts the bullet, the third bloke, terrified, blows a whistle, 3 more blokes come out from the alley, I shot the third bloke's kneecaps, as 2 more blokes came in from the pavement, I start to doubt our survivability, but then I heard a familiar voice

"Joseph! Larry! Christopher! I heard you were in trouble!"

we looked behind and we saw Ainsley with a backpack and a strange looking hose, as the blokes charge towards us, Ainsley shouted

"Eat this!"

as lightning came out of that hose, shooting a beam of light towards the 5 reinforcement as we stood there gobsmacked, as all the blokes were buzzed out in an instant, as Ainsley said

"this is thanks for saving me this morning Joseph"

"your welcome. and what is the thing you are holding? I saw a great beam of lightning came out of that hose"

"it's my father's invention, the name of the invention is Zues, the name of the god of thunder or the god of all gods in greek mythology, it shoots out a great beam of lightning, I had to borrow it without permission, so when I get back home I would be scolded so I should head back early"

"thanks for the help Ainsley"

"it's no problem, since it was started by me being weak anyways"

"its fine"

before I left Ainsley said

"can I follow you guys home tomorow"

i said "sure"

as me and Chris were about to go home, I spotted something on one of the bloke's wrist... a zig zag, tattooed on the bloke's wrist, as I asked Chris to wait for a seccond, I came to inspect more of the unconsious blokes. they all had the zigzag symbol on their wrist,

"it could't be I remarked to myself" I remarked to myself as I looked at all their wrists

"Chris" I said "when we go home we will have to report this to the Foundation of the Science of Deduction."

"what is it" asked Chris

"the cult of the rising sun is back" I responded

"the Cult of Sowelu"

as me and Chris went back to our house and reported to my father about what happend...