Part 3

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I walk out of the restroom to see hundreds of the first boy's hologram running around the hall.

I think he's trying to scare me.

Boy 1: "Haven't you learned?

The world does have sympathy for weaklings like you.

Lay low and mind your own business...

Or keep getting in others' way and get killed."

Me: "Was that supposed to be a threat?"

The boy quickly swung his arm hitting me briefly on the shoulder. Usually, that wouldn't hurt me but his eyes were glowing purple so clearly his aura was making him so strong.

Me: "ouch...."

I decided it was my turn to make a move so I mustered up all my strenth and rammed right into him....no sooner did I find myself on my knees a hundred percent sure I broke some bones.

This boy is hard as rock!

I looked up to see him coming towards me his body completely covered in what looked like cement.

He kinda looked like an alive statue.

So this means every time I strike him he increases strenth and durability...?

Oh I get it!

He has a flashy power-up

But his ability is just a form of self enhancement!

Boy 1: "This is just a taste of what I can do.

If you beg me, I'll leave you hear in one piece."

Seriously? His ability isn't even that good.

He's just gloating because he finally found someone weaker than him.

I feel a small evil smile on my face.

Me: "Pft...!

HAHAHAHAHA!"

Boy 1: "What the heck are you laughing about?"

Me: "You, of course!

Beg? That's a pretty big demand.

Usually, when someone talks like that, he can back it up."

I see his purple aura crackle and his eyes turn neon purple.... I know he hates my guts right now.

But I'm not the type of person to get stepped on.

I turn to my most nonchalant pose and find myself with my trap yapping again.

Me: "Let me give you some examples...

So, we have Remi who could burn me to a crisp.

Blyke and Isen who are currently blowing up Wallik Hall.

...And obviously, Seraphina, who is pretty much a god.

Okay, your turn!

What can you do?"

I lean against the wall looking like a totally awsome gangster knowing with words I'm beating the crap outta him.

Me: "Move a little faster?

Hit a little harder?

Doesn't seem too threatening...

In fact...

I could even beat you without an ability."

Boy 1: "You!"

He dashes towards me with all his might trying to push me out the window behind us.

I quickly dodge him, flip him over me which immediately flings him split out the window.

...I know thats gotta hurt.

I'm actually impressed that worked.

I look down to see a nasty blue green bruise on my arm and I know its broke.... again.

(Outside)

Someone's phone: beep beep beep beep.............















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⏰ Last updated: Jun 22, 2017 ⏰

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