W.A.R is my name

CHAPTER THREE

We found Mr Kyle in his classroom Dream League soccer on his phone. He looked unphased by our rushed entry into his classroom almost as though he was waiting for us to barge in. Mr kyle was a 42 year old history teacher that looked like he spent more time in the gym rather than reading history  text- books which by the way he never used. He was a head taller than the classroom door frame that he had to bow to enter the classroom. He had deep brown skin which made it impossible to tell what race he was,short brown hair and deep green eyes that looked as if they could reflect light. Unlike most history teachers or teachers in general he prefered to wear combat boots, camo-pants and a tight (to him)black Under armour shirt.
"It's about that time Heimdel." Said Mike pointing at the writing board behind Mr Kyle.
"We need a quick escape to Vals' place, don't ask questions just get us out of here before it finds us." Added Rhea.
"Before what finds you?" Asked Heimdel with confused yet curious face.
"Fenris." Answered Mike.
"You must be mistaken,Fenris only hunts you down if your ascending and you can only ascend if your part of the original immortals bloodline,which I'm pretty sure none of you are. Plus I would have sensed him as soon as he set foot on the grounds." Heimdel said with a confident smile.
"Not unless he was in mortal form." Mike countered.
Meanwhile I've been standing here listening to them yet I was the one wo got attacked by the giant wolf. When am I going to get to ask my questions I thought.
"Can we just go,Heimdel, please open the freaking gate so I can get to my fathers sanctuary!" Rhea shouted with a clear look of frustration on her face. They all started shouting at each other and then suddenly stopped. I was trying to figure out what was going on and that's when I realised why they had stopped. A howl was sounding from the forest that we had just came from. Mr Kyle stood up from behind his desk and went to the back of the classroom which he decorated with with a bunch of weapons that were used in Greek, Roman and Norse history. He always told us they were fake and only for decoration purposes. He pulled a norse sword in a scabard from a hook which was levelled higher than the rest of the hooks. He then grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it free revealing a long silver blade engraved with gold norse runes.
He walked back to the front of the classroom and told us to stand at the back of the room.
He then shifted his desk and chair and took a few steps back from the board. Next I saw him swing his sword horizotaly at the board and all of a sudden I was temporarily blinded by light so I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes the board had a big cicular hole in it. Through the hole I could see the conter of Val's restaurant and Val wiping the counter whilst he sang.
Rhea dived through the hole shortly followed by Mike. I just stood there paralised, my brain not wanting to believe what my eyes had just seen.
"What the fu-aaaaaargh!" I didn't get to finish cursing as Mr Kyle or Heimdel (At this point I didn't know who to call him) through me in the "wormhole" I guess.

(Authors Note)
Thank you for waiting for my update.
The only thing that's pushing me to continue writing is the people who keep reading thank you. Hope you like this chapter. It's my first time writing a book. I appreciate the support. And a special shout out to delcia28 for making me feel guilty for not updating sooner this one and the next one I hope you guy like.
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