Chapter 1

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Its 8:50 am on a Tuesday, the grass is wet with morning dew. You zip by buildings and houses on your way to school on your dirt bike. The trees are blowing in the wind and the air smells fresh.

You soon turn into your school's parking lot, parking your bike outside the building. You go to Eastwood high, your pissed that you still have to go to that school. You shouldn't even be there, your 19, but you got held back last year and had to repeat the grade.

 You walk through the doors and check your watch, 8:53. Class starts at 9:00 so you run to your first class which is History. You get A's in the class and your teacher is pretty nice, you don't actually mind having to repeat that class because as much as you hate to admit it, you enjoy it.

As you walk through the doorway of room #59 you see something purple fly towards your face and instinctively catch it. There you stood in the middle of the doorway holding a purple ball that you caught about 3 inches from your face in your hand. You turn it towards your face to inspect what your holding and you find that its a rubber purple spike ball. You look up from the object to your peers seated in their desks and ask,

"Who threw it?"

About 5 kids point at a black haired boy sitting at his desk looking like he just shit himself. The kid sat 2 desks in front of yours and as you walk by your peers to him he starts trembling. As you approach him you say,

"Don't let it happen again" as you toss the ball into his hands.

He looked scared shitless and nodded at you as you passed him to get to your seat. You sat down, throwing your backpack at your feet as the bell rings. The class buzzed with everybody talking about the recent events.

 There had been some sightings of what people called "Humanoid monsters" all over the country. So far 5 different ones had been spotted. One was a large monkey, one was a female human with no skin, one was this weird crawling thing with a face of bone and massie jaws, one was like a dog with an alligator head and one was a giant human with these armor plates all over its body. People were starting to call them "titans". Some were terrified, some interested and some shitting themselves. I however was happy, happy to find somethings like me.

You see I have the powers of what you would call the "Warhammer titan". Well to be precise I am the warhammer titan. 

You see one day my uncle went missing, which was terrible because he basically raised me. You see my parents weren't around like at all and my uncle and aunt took me in. My aunt is infertile and they always wanted children, they were going to adopt but when they were given the opportunity to take care of me they gladly accepted. I've been living with them ever since I was 6 years old and their basically my parents. 

Anyways about a year ago he went missing, and the morning I woke up that he was gone I felt weird. Everybody was freaking out about his disappearance and everything was too overwhelming so I went on a bike ride on some of the country roads surrounding our house. I crashed my bike and my hand started bleeding, the next thing I know I see lightning coming from the wound and i'm like 15 meters tall!

Over the next 8 months I learned how to harness these powers and use them. I can create weapons and structures out of this crystal stuff. When i'm in the form I can either operate it from the back of the neck or this crystal with a rope attached to it going to my titan. I think it's a bit useless because your kinda tied down so I prefer to operate it from the neck. I activate the powers by self harm or bleeding. That's why I always keep a pocket knife in my back pocket, It could come in handy later.

"Listen up class!" exclaimed my teacher

"Today we are going to learn about..."

Suddenly there is an earthquake

"What the fuck" I think looking around. Things are flying off shelves, people stumbling over, papers flying everywhere. My teacher hits the deck and yells 

"EVERYBODY COVER YOU HEADS!"

I place my hands over my head and hunker down. But there was something off about this earthquake, it was on and off. It felt more like steps than anything. I look out the window and into the courtyard and see it.

It was..... a titan

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