"I HOPE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE EXCITED TO SEE THE HANDSOMEST MAN ALIVE."
Someone please bury a hole and let me rest in there.
I internally face palmed as Agent 2 roared.
He seems more enthusiastic about this than anyone else.
His eyes landed on some poor boy, who shivered.
Agent 2 gave a hoarse laugh as he beckoned the guy to come over.
Poor boy.
"WELL LET'S GET STARTED!" He announced, the ground shaking a bit.
Just a bit.
"HERE'S HOW IT WORKS. ONE BY ONE, YOU GUYS WILL LET ME HIT YOU WITHOUT DODGING."
What the fuck.
What a sicko.
He's just so ready to beat us all up.
No wonder he's happy.
"AFTER YOU GIVE UP, I'LL MARK DOWN HOW WELL YOU PATHETIC ASSHOLES TOOK THOSE PUNCHES—WHICH IS PROBABLY ONCE. HEH.
AND THEN I'LL GIVE YOU A LIGHT ASS BALL AND TEST HOW FAR YO ASSES CAN THROW THEM AIGHT?"
Why the fuck he always screaming though?
We're right here.
My eardrums might get damaged.
The guy that Agent 2 chose shuddered.
Agent 2 extended his fists, and he gave a fast punch to the poor guy's face.
Some students gasped.
The guy fell down and got up immediately.
Another blow flew to his face again and his red liquid started coming out of his nose.
Agent 2 laughed in glee, sort of like a kid finally getting the last lollipop.
This is abuse.
I admire the guy's courage...even though we're all gonna get hit anyway.
Agent 2 is pretty much a teacher, so I'm wondering how strong that hit must've been.
The guy (now laying on the floor) let out a breath of exasperation, and started choking.
Agent 2 retracted his deadly fists as he wrote a big '2' on a sheet, and gave a neutral expression as if nothing happened.
He tugged the guy on the floor, and when he wouldn't get up, Agent 2 threw him up the air.
Literally. I am dead serious.
His face crashed on the ground.
WELL NOW HE'S DEFINITELY GONNA STAY ON THE GROUND.
From out of nowhere, a faint yellow light emerges at Agent 2's palm as he creates this crimson ball.
Then of course, hands it to the bloody nose dude.
Well actually he didn't "hand" it over.
He threw it to the guy, and a scream erupted, followed by a cracking sound.
I wonder if that's the bones breaking...
I knew he wouldn't have actually gave him a "light" ball.
Mr. Bloody nose now had an injured face and a potentially broken back, and so the score for physical power was 'zero'.
"NEXT!" He yelled and everyone backed away at the same time.
**Meanwhile at Sheridan H.S**
Eliot's POV:
I've practically become a volleyball.
Not the wonderful sport, but the ball itself.
You know, being tossed around. And ending up on the ground whenever I was finished being played with.
Not to bash on the sport or anything but I wish that just for a minute, someone wouldn't say or do any harsh things to me.
When I first transferred to this school as a junior, I was already bullied.
By every single high school grade.
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