If you don't die a hero...

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As I stare at the villans all gathered together they look less like a group of evil-deemed people and more like...kids, scared little kids.
As I think this a loud noise erups and the chitter and chatter instantly stops.
"You call yourselves villans! In my day by your age we would be mixing up cunning plots and potions to wish upon our enemies, kicking puppies and of course the famous taking candy from a baby! Ah yes good time! But now what have we got! Sloppy like whining babies! 'Oh I don't want to be a villan...DEAL WITH IT SUNSHINE!" Screams a buff man with a deep blue cut down his right check, he just seems to radiate masculinity and would be mildly attractive if not for the extreame body odor surrounding him and the lack of equal muscles on his body, I mean his right arm has at least double the muscles on his left arm and that makes him look even more unnerving.

"What you looking at?" A voice whispers next to me, but still manages to make me jump and crash into the hall with a loud thud.
"Looks like I've got a perfect example of what you're MEANT to do to Prissy little princesses!" Threatens the buff teacher. As he stomps towards me like a wild animal slowly charging that me, the students around him turn away or give me a sorry look, expecting me to be a pincess pancake any second.
"Any last words?" The buff teacher asks as he stares down at me, I seem to have lost my Racoon which I guess is a good thing as I wouldn't really want him to get hurt but at the same time...
"Just a few, catch me if you can!" I tease, lokking up at him with a goofy grin. He looks confused before going to grab my top I jump to the side and laugh at him,"Now, now! Didn't your parents teach you better?" I tut and shske my head, mocking him. A small sound of a few giggles echo.
He goes in for a punch with all the force of a raging bull but I swiftly move away before realising I can't keep this up and Raging Mcbullface doesn't seem to be slowing or getting any less powerful, so I stop to think before realising Mari said she had a few friends here, maybe they can help. "Hey does anyone here know Mari? If you do shout, ok? Because I can't hear anything over a loud and totally not getting closer noise a bit like a extreamly buff teacher trying to rugby tackel me.......oh wait!" As I end the sentence he tackels me and I go DOWN!
I can't breath and all I taste is metal before a muffeled shout echoes and the weight lifts off me.
"You're villans! You're not meant to help a hero!" Shouts Mr I-Think-I'll-Just-Crush-You-And-Almost-Kill-you-Because-I'm-Evil towards a tall boy wearing a hat and eye patch.
"Yes and I'm not meant to talk to bullies either, but here I am!" Jokes another boy with black hair and glasses.
"Well, well. Looks like you couldn't take me so you had to get help!" Spits the teacher as he struggels agaimst the glasses boys rope.
"What is with this guy! Hey F...Scratch, do you want me to turn him into a toad or worm?"Asks a bright orange haired boy before laughing and high fiving the glasses wearing one.
"Less talking more kick his butt ok?" I ask as I recover from being squished. "Ok! So....no frogging?" Asks the glasses wearing one.
"No! And no attacking her, she's a friend of Mari! She's going to have my neck if she finds out anything about this, especilly that I let you get hurt so keep quiet!" Says Scratchy as he sprints into action. 

After relentlessly kicking and beating up Mr bullface he finally gives up and shouts,"I'm telling the other teachers!" Before charging out of the hall. "Thank you. I couldn't have done it withought you!" I say while smiling at Scratch. He opens his mouth to say something but Glasses boy butts in,"Can I take a look at your hand?" "Sure. Why exactly?" I ask as I put up my hand so that he can inspect it. "Well when that guy was crushing you, you cut your hand and are now bleeding" He says.
"I think I'd know if I was bleeding!" I say before I look at my hand and discover it is actually bleeding...a lot! "I think she's going to have to get it looked at" Says the orange haired one. "By who Lazer? We beat up a teacher that charged at this girl who was spying on us because the teacher is a mad-man, I don't think that's a good explination!" Says the glasses wearing one as he lets go of my hand. "I know a guy!" Says Scratch before leading us to a boy's room. Scratch knocks on the door and the boy I fought opens it.
"What do you need Scratch and the villans of the Wonderland?" He plainly says as he rubs his eyes and yawns, his dark brown hair greasy and shiny.
"First, dude it's five in the afternoon, what are you doing sleeping! Second we need you to fix this girls hand" Says Lazer.
The boy rolls his eyes before turning on his room lights and getting ready to fix my hand.

"So how'd you get this cut, I guess you...were to slow" He says as he tries to wipe my hand of blood.
"Oh shut up Shadow man!" I jokingly say but wince as a sudden pain shoots up my arm onces he dabs a white cloth in my hand.
"You know I never got your name..."He says as he dabs some rubbing alcohol on the cloth and puts it on the wound.
"...Cat, my name's Cat. It's a pretty stupid name but it's the only one I have!" I say as he covers the wound.
"At least it's not as bad as mine! Shade! Why would anyone want to call their kid Shade!" He laughes as he sits back down on his bed and smiles. "Can we be alone?" He asks the others before they leave making kissy faces.
"Can we both agree to just call each other ANYTHING but our dumb old names?" He asks.
"Sure thing! Also it'll confuse the hell out of the other people around here!" I say as I smile and laugh before exiting the room and escaping back to my room.
"Good thing you're back, We were afraid you'd been kidnapped by Mark."

"What do you mean?"
"He's...."
"I....don't understand.."
"If you don't die a hero.."
"You'll live long enough to see yourself become a villan...."
"Yes, I know the saying! What are you trying to say!"
"He's become..evil"
"He's lived long enough to see himself become the villan..."
"No one just becomes a villan!"
"If you live long enough you'll realise I'm right!"

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