1. April

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"You did it again." My father looks down at me disappointingly. "You have let your guard down. If you want a future you have to make this perfect." His grip gets tighter on my throat. "Understood?"

"Yes." I choke out, before he finally let's go.

I have been training for years, making sure I pass the final exam to become one of the 'Greats'.

The 'Greats' are 7 teens who have shown extra excellence in their skills and get to become the new generation of heroes. My father, and every generation before me have gotten to be called one of the 'Greats'. So I have to do this, I have to become a 'Great'.

Of course my father has pushed me extra hard. And makes sure I get all the practice I can to become a great.

"Good job today. But remember, work on your eye view from all angles." My father nods in acknowledgment, before walking out of the training room.

I sighed, and sank into a chair on the side of the wall.

How could I become a Great, if I can't even see where my opponent is going?

I reflected over everything I had done in our training today, getting caught in thought about what I had done wrong.

That's before I heard the siren.

A villain must have gotten in. I thought to myself, before walking out of the training room and up to my father's office.

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