Mob Arachna !

Part 1, Chapter 1; The first Awakenings

This story begins in 2024, in Brooklyn. It was a cold night, and a thunderstorm had settled over the city. Three young exchange students were running through the rain to their apartment, but the downpour made it difficult to navigate.

They were all wearing their school uniforms, consisting of black shirts and jackets with their high school's logo. These boys were part of an exchange program designed to help students understand and appreciate different cultures.

"FUCKING HELL! I TOLD YOU GUYS WE SHOULD'VE SKIPPED THIS DAMN DETENTION!" shouted Xavier, a 15-year-old from Martinique. at 6'1", he was the tallest in the group and often the most outspoken. He had curly brown hair that fell over his eyes

"PFFFT YOURE THE ONE THAT GOT US IN THAT DETENTION ANYWAYS! " Malek cheerfully replied

Malek was a 14-year-old somali boy that lived in Atlanta,he had a dark skin with short 4c hair that he mostly covered with his orange cap. He was the shortest of the group at 5'6 but made up for it with his sense of humor.

"Well..!" Xavier started, but he stopped himself, chuckling "Well they did deserve it honestly so its worth it".

"I cant see anything , where the hell is our building at again? " asked Hendrix while looking out the glass doors , he was the oldest and most serious one of the three , even at 16 year old he had a great sense of competition that had won him the praise of a lot of coaches in his athletic career .

"I didn't hear anything about a storm this heavy.." Xavier panted, shaking water from his hair.

" I don't know where it came from, but it just ruined my clothes," said Malek as he took off his jacket.

"Hendrix, do you think it'll stop anytime soon?"

"By the looks of it, not for a while." Hendrix replied, glancing out at the relentless rain.

"Once again.. we would be home if you guys hadn't insisted on going to that detention," mumbled Xavier

"I still don't understand why you had to swing back ! I mean sure Jason hit me but lets be honest he was clearly on weed and, it didn't even hurt. " Malek raised an eyebrow

"Its about respect," Xavier started "I know from our sparring sessions, that punch didn't hurt you, however he still hit you and i couldn't just stand by and let that happen right?"

"I agree with Xavier , though i think knocking out the blonde kid was a bit far"

"Okay.. well i didn't know he wanted to separate the fight, i thought he wanted in"

Malek laughed "Alright i get it , but next time just let me continue to talk shit ! that's the only reason he swung in the first place. They're always weak to words i'm telling you." he smiled

Xavier groaned "Fuck." he facepalmed "Malek, we missed the training session."

Malek's face went pale "Coach is gonna kill us next week.."

"Its over, we have to change countries" Xavier cried dramatically while putting his hand on Malek's shoulder

Hendrix chuckled "My uncle isn't that bad guys"

"HE MADE US DO LIKE 150 PUSHUPS LAST TIME WE WERE LATE !!" Malek protested

"BRO I THOUGHT MY ARMS WERE GONNA EXPLODE." Xavier added

"Aww come on he's nice you guys are exaggerating it" he grinned

the two boys exchanged a glance before bursting out of laughter

[Xavier's phone started to ring]

"Oh, it's mine," he said , reaching into his pocket.

Xavier picked up .