Chapter 6

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I DON'T OWN HETALIA!!!!!!!!!!

When Gilbert unlocked the doors everyone filed in and found spots on the bleachers behind a force field. “The force field is probably so that the people watching won’t get hurt.” I thought to myself. Everyone I knew just sat in our own spot.

“Alright class.” Gilbert announced. “Who vould like to volunteer to come up und show our new face vhat ve do in here?” Almost everyone’s hand went up except for Feli and I.

“Alright, zhe awesome me picks ‘Zhe Lone Wolves’ and ‘Bittersweet judgment’” Gilbert announced and everyone cheered.

“Who?” I asked no one in particular.                                                    

“He picked Richard’s team und Steven’s team.” Ludwig answered.

          No one stood up yet because they were getting prepared, and since Richard and his team were behind me I had to ask.

          “Richard who’s on your team?” I asked as Feli used my lap as a pillow since Luddy was in the bathroom.

          “Alfred and Matthew.” He said getting off the bleachers and standing in front of me. His jeans, shirt, gloves, boots, and everything was black. Compared to his usual randomly picked clothes it looked nice, and he had daggers in sheaths hanging from his belt loops.

          “Why do you have daggers?” I asked.

          “I don’t turn into a wolf when fighting against my classmates.” He said as Alfred and Matthew came to stand by him after stretching.

          “Alright whatever.” I said. “Who’s on this “Bittersweet Judgment?”

          “Steven Butz, John Dread, and Frank Hill.” He said, and I didn’t know a single one of them.

          “Who?” I asked.

          Richard sighed. “Steven Butz is the annoying dirty blond who sits in front of us.”

          “Oh, ok.” I said realizing who he was.

          “Alright, teams front und center!” Gilbert yelled, and the teams got on the field. “You know zhe rules, vhen zhe vhistle blows, start.” With that Gilbert came and sat next to me and blew the whistle.

          With that they were off. BSJ just went for a forward attack on TLW. Steven and Richard being the leaders of the groups attacked each other while Matt and Al attacked the others. Al was fighting John who was using his fire fist attack while Al used his abnormal strength to block each blow. Matt was using a staff against Frank who to used fire fists to attack him.

          Richard and Steven’s battle started heating up when Steven used a summoning portal and summoned a black panther. Richard was only using one dagger the whole time now had to draw his other one. The panther lunged at him and he dodged it easily making all of it look like child’s play while Steven started panting due to fatigue.

          “Steven has never been very strong since he’s a half breed.” Ludwig said not as an insult, but just stating a fact.

          “His mom’s great-grandfather actually vas a varlock so she has ‘special blood’ as ve like to say.” Gilbert said. “I was surprised zhat she was still sane after giving birth zhough.”

          “Really?” I said astounded.

          “Yeah, she’s rather impressive.” Ludwig said high respect evident in his voice, and making Feli jealous at the same time.

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