This story begins in the year 2125, in a city called Rubee. Rubee was just like every other city around the world. It had its smoke covered factories, huge skyscrapers, holographic computers and roadable aircrafts. In this city there lived a boy named Charlie. Charlie was just like every other kid. He went to school, he played lots of sport and he spent time with friends. But the one thing Charlie had that no other kid he knew had, was a very old grandad that told the most amazing stories ever, the thing that Charlie loved most was that they were true. Charlies favourite story was the one about the majestic bird called the eagle. He had heard all about its great and powerful big wings and its razor sharp vision. He was amazed.
One day on Charlies way home from school he decided to take a different way home from school. He was unfamiliar with this route but was feeling adventurous. He got just what he wanted. Charlie noticed an abandoned building in the distance. It looked like a laboratory of some sort. He walked straight through the smashed in front door. There was dust everywhere. The place looked liked it hadn’t been touched in over 100 years. Charlie wandered around the building searching for anything worthwhile. He got just what he wanted. He fell straight through the floor and down 2 whole levels of the abandoned building. Scrapped knees and bruised bones. Charlie was in a heap of pain. He looked for the closest exit and wanted to go home. Before he could find the door he noticed a great big freezer somehow still running. Charlie limped straight to it and opened it. In it was a single frozen egg. Unlike