Fire Wings High

A.....Murder?

Deathbringer's POV

Deathbringer ignored his alarm clock. It was way too early for hm to get up. "Dddddddeeeeeeaaaaaaatttttttthhhhhhhbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggggeeeeerrrr!!" Glory called.

"Wwwwwwwhhhhhhhattttttt??" Deathbringer lazily called back. He heard a sigh and then footsteps. He slowly opened his eyes and turned to his door.

"We're late. Hurry up and get dressed." Glory said. Deathbringer reluctantly got out of his bed and yawned. He looked up at Glory and noticed that she was staring at him, and blushing A LOT.

Deathbringer followed her gaze and realized that she was staring at his chest. Since he was trained to be an assassin, he had developed a six pack. (Why does it feel so weird to write that?)

Deathbringer smirked at Glory. "Like what you see?" He teased. Glory simply blushed more and walked out of his room.

Welp, now it's time to wear something.
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Deathbringer ran out of his dorm with Glory besides him. She still had a half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in her mouth. Today, she wore a dark maroon red hoodie and black leggings. She had her green hair tied in a messy bun, which to Deathbringer, looked super cute on her.

Wait, what? Did I just...no I-I don't think she looks cute. She just....looks nice. That's all.

Finally, the two reached their first class: Science with Mrs. Kestrel. Classes with Mrs. Kestrel were always the wrong way to start your day. Especially if you were late to class.

"Miss Glory and mister Deathbringer, why are you two late?!!!" Mrs. Kestrel said with fury. Glory shrugged. "I don't know, why are you so annoying?"

The class erupted in laughter. "Good one Glory, even if it's on my mom. Honestly, I'm not surprised that dad left her." Peril said. Then, the class started laughing more.

"Silence!" Mrs. Kestrel yelled. The class immediately obeyed. She turned to Glory and Deathbringer. "You two. Detention after school. Now go sit down before I have to get physical."

Glory made a 'meh' sound and walked to her seat. Deathbringer sat down next to her. Mrs. Kestrel continued her lesson, but of course, Deathbringer got bored.

He looked down and saw a note.
I'm booooorrrreeed. Wanna go swimming with the gang? Glory.
Deathbringer smirked and wrote down: I'm bored too. Sure I'll go, after detention though. Deathbringer.

Ugh, don't remind me. Glory

Too late, already taken care of! Deathbringer.

Ugh wait. I don't have a swimsuit. I don't like getting wet, but you already know that Tsunami is gonna tease me. I don't want to go through that. Glory

We can go buy one before we go? Deathbringer

Yeah sure. You already have one, Deathy? Glory

Yup. Also, I'm your Deathy now? Deathy ;)

Deathbringer saw Glory blush in embarrassment at this. "Miss Glory! What are you writing about??!!" Mrs. Kestrel called from her desk.

"You told us to take notes on the new chapter, right? How come I'm getting in trouble for doing something I was told to do?" Glory replied.

The class laughed again. "I. Hate. You. All." Mrs. Kestrel claimed.
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"Phew okay, school is over yay!" Deathbringer exclaimed. "Not so fast, mister." Glory said, grabbing his hand. "We have detention thanks to you."

Deathbringer looked down at their hands and blushed. Her fingers felt so soft and gentle, even though she was using her force to pull him.

Glory reached a room labeled: Detention Room and stopped, dead in her tracks. "What's wrong?" Deathbringer asked, feeling her grip tighten as she stopped.

Deathbringer looked into the classroom and flinched. On the floor laying limp, was the body of Mr. Arctic, with his stomach ripped open in two.