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Chapter Four

   There I was, trapped in a cocoon of shadows suffocating while my one of my best friends was probably dead. Some superhero I was. I was on the verge of tears and about to give up when someone..... or something inside of me started taking over. "You think you've defeated us??? You've won nothing you cocky idiot" were the words that escaped my mouth in a voice unlike my own. All around me the shadows around me began to evanesce or so I thought but it turned out that I was absorbing them. Despair instantly lost his look of smugness as his eyes widened in terror. In his hands appeared two shadow blades and from my extensive videogame knowledge, I knew fighting hand to sword wouldn't work and I was afraid to use my power because I could still feel the entity that absorbed the shadows inside me. I remembered the weapons of my favorite Soul Caliber character Cervantes and the instantly appeared in my hands. Despair charged at me and my fears were realized as the entity inside me took over making me a prisoner in my own body. Parry after parry, strike after strike, I could see Despair's strength wavering as I struggled to regain control of my body. Sparks flew all around me as swords met, all I could think of was Vwoom and how to regain control of my body when out of my eyes I saw it. It was just like the nightmarish dream of last night. Vwoom was falling out of the sky, I turned briefly to see where he would land. Despair took advantage of my split second turning and kicked me in the chest flooring me yet  surprisingly giving me back control of my body. I looked up in the sky in amazement as I realized Vwoom wasn't falling, he was flying. He looked at me and I instantly understood. Having regained full control of my body, I charged some energy into the gun hidden in Cervantes' sword and shot a beam of light energy into Despair's chest, dazing him. He staggered back only to be hit in the chest with a flaming fist instantly knocking him out.

   "Where were you?" I asked Vwoom as I slapped on the power neutralizing handcuffs. "Flew to the sun to get more power" he replied nonchalantly as if this were an everyday occurrence. "You... Did.... What????" I replied flabbergasted "How did you even get away to get up there?" He seemed extremely calm as he told me what had happened. "Well as his shadow sword was about to come down on me I had to think fast, so I concentrated some flames into my saliva and I spat on him, it -" I cut him off. "So you mean to tell me that the guy who made me relive my worst memories and you just spat on him?" He laughed realizing how funny it sounded and continued "When it spat it became explosive allowing me to fly up. I felt exhausted so I used my last bit of energy to fly to the sun for a recharge. Took longer than I expected and I feel so much more powerful" I pondered whether or not I should tell him about the entity inside me, I had hoped that it had gone away after being dormant all these years. I teleported Despair to the prison before gazing down at my phone screen, school was about to start in 10 minutes. We returned to our civilian clothes and ran to school, thankfully it was just a 15 minute walk, we skated into the corridors as soon as the bell rang, we had just barely made it. I whipped out my phone and was about to message Marc to find out if Mr Samuels was in class when I ran in to Mr Ruddy, my economics teacher. "Nico" he said "How many times do I have to tell you about keeping your phone out of sight?" Before I could utter a word of apology I was treated to a ten minute lecture. I hastily albeit wholeheartedly apologized before jogging to my business class hoping I had missed nothing. Thankfully my teacher hadn't arrived in class yet, so I took my regular seat and prepared myself for class. I quickly joined in the conversation between Marc, Double M and Adam but it was short lived as Mr. Samuels strutted into the class.

  I made it my goal to pay attention in business class because I'd hate to have another fire in front of the civilians incident. Today we were learning critical path analysis and it seemed like fun but Mr. Samuels being the awesome teacher stopped to tell us a joke. I genuinely laughed which shocked most of the class but after that whole Despair incident this morning, I could use a few laughs. And from that moment until the end of class the only critical path we took was to make me laugh again. The bell rang ending our laugh session, mine more suddenly than others because I remembered my next class.... Economics with Mr. Ruddy which meant our weekly test (Yay). With all the excitement of fighting Joules and the football match yesterday and fighting Despair this morning I hadn't gotten a chance to study at all. I decided to at least take a look at my notes while we walked to the classroom and waiting on Mr. Ruddy although I knew it wouldn't help at all. Mr. Ruddy burst into the classroom with his usual enthusiasm to hand out the question papers because he believed in us. As soon as he finished handing out papers he shouted begin. I looked down at the paper and realized I knew some of these things so that I could get a few marks. I looked around the class and saw all three people who had studied diligently hacking away at the exam while I sat there confused. I turned to look at Marc who sat right next to me, it would be so easy to cheap from him but he gave me the thumbs up sign and I knew I could go on. I turned to look at my blank sheet and I begin to write, everything that I knew. everything that I happened to remember from class. It seemed as though the time and I were synchronized because as soon as I finished writing the bell rang signaling the end of the double period and of the class. I don't know if I was more relieved or scared but I rushed out the classroom and headed to my place of solace