nathaneil soon woke up for he was merrily knocked about. looking around nathaniel found he was in a concrete room where he had been lying on the ground, he sits up not wanting to get dirtier than he already is. noticing he is no longer in his grimy black garments and instead a big blue t-shirt and jean shorts. a man in a nice emerald suit walks through the metal door the man walks up to the boy. "why did you try to kill us?" the boy puts his back against the wall not answering the question. "fine lets try another one, who put you up to killing us?" the boy says nothing but uses a very rude gesture with his right hand. "you little! alright fine! discord looks like he would rather talk to you!" the man walks out of the room and is replaced with a man in a red sweatshirt blue jeans and blue hair. "alright twerp you listen i don't take crap like that guy does so you better answer." the boy smiles "good lie but, your body language gives you away." discord walks up to the boy "alright kid you think your smart right?" discord punches the boy in the chest and the boy spits blood. "not so tough without your energy are you?" the boy wipes away the blood while standing up. uppercutting discord in the jaw sends him a few steps back. once discord regains his balance he spits out a tooth covered in blood.
meanwhile the seven "heroes" race toward the young boy all hoping for a different outcome.
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The Tremor Troupe rough draft
AcciónTHIS MIGHT BE A LITTLE MUCH FOR YOUNG READERS BUT NOT ENOUGH FOR MATURE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! after a terrible threat is defeated a new one rises will the world be able to handle it? there will be many factors to make this story enjoyable romance...
