The Edge of Drakness

Agility

Finally, the last class of the day, P.E, time to test the extent of my abilities. I walk in as the P.E coach announces that today, we'll be doing something interesting, dodgeball.

Well, this ought to be interesting, Our teacher splits us up into 2 teams, one with football vests, and one without them, I'm placed on the no-vests, lucky me, oh and to further emphasis my luck, on the other team, is none other than Brad and his gang, fun.

Brad pointedly looks in my direction, and when he finally catches my eye, he glares at me and draws a line across his throat, clearly meaning that he has a sore throat, and that he needs a glass of water. But with his threat made clear, the Coach blows his whistle, and the game starts.

" I admire this human sport, much violence and danger, so the key is to avoid the ball right? Use your spacial control" My spacial control? Oh, he must mean my time control. I look up to see Brad, taking careful aim as he takes the ball and throws it with all his strength, the ball sails towards my head smoothly. I take a deep breath and force the pressure out of my mind and into the very air around me and suddenly, the ball comes to a stop. Much slower than that bullet, "Depending on how much force you exert, you can control how slow the world around you becomes, as your so called teacher, I find it quintessential that you master this technique, as you've discovered earlier, the slower the world around you is the harder it is to move through it, now try controlling the speed. "

I lessen the pressure around me and the ball starts moving in my direction again, abit more slowly, I also find, to my delight, that I can finally move unhindered, I watch as the ball comes closer and closer, if I was in normal time right now, I'd have no hopes of escaping an impact, but here, I had two options, either I could calmly side-step the ball heading towards my face, or I could catch it. I decided to go for the cooler option and catch the ball and throw it back.

I feel as the ball finally makes contact with my out-streched palms, and I grab the ball and pull it towards me and drop the pressure in the air, time immediately speeds back up, and Brad looks in awe which he quickly shakes off to give me another look of pure malice, honestly, I don't what I could have done to make him hate me so.

Before I threw the ball, my mind once again gave me a line of attack, I could see in what direction to fire to most probably hit someone and putting all my strength into it, surprisingly more than usual, I threw the ball into the other team, Brad makes a dive to catch the ball, but it slips right off his hands and falls to the ground.

With the team losing their star player, our team quickly gained ground, beating player after player on the other team until finally the whistle blew once again to call the end of the match and lesson, where we were declared the victors.

As I left the changing rooms, to finally go back home, I see Brad blocking my way, I wasn't the only one in the room, I could feel all the eyes on me, as the others waited to see what Brad would do to me, " I don't know how you did it, but next time you try to mess with me I'm gonna mess you up bad, but this time I'm going to be nice and let you go"

I questioned what just happened and made my way out of the room, I went to my locker and gathered up all the stuff I needed to do homework for the day and made my escape from school, and finally, I was free.

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