Misunderstood (UnOrdinary)

S1 ( 12 ) Part 2

A black figure could be seen jumping from roof to roof in the darkness of night. There were not many people at this time of day, which was why he had to be there. Lincoln students would like to come here at night, and this settings is perfect for an attack.

John spotted a group of students just exiting a minimart along the roadside, he also sensed another group of auras coming their way from opposite them. John decided to wait. He felt it was a little strange though, the auras felt weak, as in low tier or low mid tier. How could they bully Lincoln High students?

He decided to wait and observe. Soon after, he saw a group of students, not from Lincoln High, going over to the hang out area. But before John even moved from his spot, He had a splittimg headache. It made his vision blurry and his head felt like someone was constantly hitting a hammar against his skull.

Suddenly, the students down there were lost from sight, instead there were masked men with weapons approaching the hang out area. Then a voice in his ear said to him,"John defeat them. They are the ones whos attacking our students. Eleminate every single one of them. We cant let the students get hurt."

John quickly went down, and faced those goons. They were shocked to see him, "W...Who are you?? Dont come near us!!"

John went closer. He didnt know why, its as if his body was moving on his own. He had a sudden adreneline rush go through his body, and was ready for a fight.

"John quickly get them. They might get away and hurt the students again. Get rid of them once and for all. Protect them John."

John activated his ability, and rushed at the goons. They were seriously weak, but John was so frantic that he didnt care they were already unconcious. He just continued to beat them. And beat them. And beat them. Till they were a bloody motionless mess on the floor.

More goons were approaching him, probably their back up. He rushed to them too, violently destroying them.

All of them fought back with all they could, but they were just no match for John and got defeated very brutally.

"Yes good. Good John, get them all."

John continued to destroy all of them.

"Very good. You helped the students John, well done."

John kicked the people now bloodied on the floor.

"John."

John stopped his actions. He knew that voice from somewhere, but didnt quite recognise it.

"They are using you John. Dont listen. You are hurting people, dont be a monster."

John came to his senses. His legs gave way and his headache worsened. He tried to shake it off but he couldnt. When his sight was clearer, he saw that his hands were covered in blood.

Whos blood was this?

He looked around, students were bloodied all around him. Some from a school he had never seen before, and some from Lincoln High.

"Wh...What have I- " John was terrified. He did this? To these innocent students?

He tried to remember what happened, but the only thing he remembered was having a headache on the roof, and being...happy?

He felt happy injuring all these people.

He really was a monster.

John broke down, shaking at the scene of the massacre, not knowing what to do.

Hands started grabbing him and dragging him towards a truck, and a familiar man walked up to him and lifted his chin to face him.

"Good job John. Thank you, you were a big help."