Project Disaster

Chapter One

Jean-Jacque's PoV

The sound of bullets piercing the sound barrier was like music to my ears. Not only did it calm me down, but it made me energetic. Pushed me to stepping forward, the students snapping their attention towards me, the teacher, professional close combat assassin, Niall Row Looking over with a shocked expression "Who started the party without me." I smirk.

Standing in the main office of the separate building of high school Ayado, my hands clasped in front of me, The government and the professional assassins gathered behind the governments desks "J-ACE, I see you've come out of expulsion." Leo Concord says as he stands I smile smugly "Glad to be back." I hum, the pro's trying not to death-glare me "Your joining class-ACE I'm assuming?" Lily Davis asks, nodding I stretch "Glad to be working with you all... again." I say as I walk out of the door "oh... and it's Jace-Jacque Yeager now." I chuckle.

Standing in front of class-ACE, my arms folded over my chest as they all stare at me "Good morning class. This is Jace-Jacque Yeager - Marksman and Close-combat Expert. And a returning student." Leo says loudly, the class staring at me "Back left corner, Jj." He continues, smiling I bow and walk towards the back row, taking my seat calmly.

The class was on Strategy, lily teaching enthusiastically as she describes different strategies. Snapping awake when a knife is thrown by way I catch it between my index and middle finger, Lily glaring at me "Pay attention. Yeager. Strategy is key." She says sternly, the students staring at me in shock at how I caught the weapon. Hearing the bell chime I sit up and stretch "Lunch." I smirk.

Lounging in my chair, my foot rested on the desk as I eat the food out of the small box in my hand "So... Jace-Jacque Yeager... a hell of a name you've got." Looking up at a brown haired Male, a few students gathering around him "I can't take the credit, it was my parents who gave me it." I chuckle as I raise my hands "Your cocky. Smug. Acting all high and mighty." Looking to the side at a blonde guy I scowl whilst still maintaining a smirk "High and mighty?" I hum, the blonde standing and slamming his hand on the desk "You act as if your the best in the class and you haven't even been here a whole day!" He shouts, shrugging I lean back "wanna spar?" I drag on the words, my eyebrows raised, everyone stares at us.

Standing a distance from the blonde I stretch "No weapon?" He asks, shrugging as the blonde holds a pistol in his hand tightly "You've got this Charlie!" One of the students shout, humming I tap my index on my jaw as I lean forward "Charlie Hendrickson - big brute, the meathead of the classroom. The one who assumes strength tops all." I murmur to myself, lifting my right arm I reach behind my back, wrapping my hand around the handle of my knife I pull it out of its holster "A knife against a gun? This is easily Charlie's win." Lewis Mc'Connol says, exhaling I spin the knife around in my hand "Lets go" I breath.

Watching as a bullet leaves the chamber of the pistol, I drop down to my stomach, pushing myself forward, another bullet leaves the chamber and is deflected by the metal of the hell of my shoe, lifting my knife with my right arm, I wrap my left around his right arm, swinging him around my back I throw him to the ground, the sharp edge of my knife pressed up against his throat, he freezes "High and mightily I throw down the meathead of the class. My knife pressed against his carotid." I say sternly and loudly, the students attempting to step forward and move me I smirk "Careful. One simple movement and this knife slices the main artery in his neck." I chirp, watching as they all freeze, Leo steps forward "J-ACE remove the knife from Charlie's neck. He's your fellow." He says sternly, the students staring at me.

Crouching, Leo places his hand on my shoulder "what did I say about calling me by my Tag." I murmur, hearing him sigh I stretch "psychical training begins now. Go change." He says as he turns.
"This is Niall Row, Jace. Close combat professional." Leo introduces, smiling I tilt my head back "So this is J-ACE. The infamous boy raised by psychopaths under the governments control." Niall hums, smirking I wave "Guilty as charged." I laugh.

Authors PoV

As the class sits silently in the classroom, the new kid in a private meeting with the higher ups. The battle between Charlie and him left everyone in shock, especially Charlie himself who sat in the back of the class trying not to grind his teeth too loudly "Don't you think the new kid is a bit psychotic." Hayden Posey says sternly, the class sighing "And Master Leo called him J-ACE. Like a tag." Dean Martin murmurs "what do you think about it all Riley?" Dean asks a small brown haired Male, his hair reaching his shoulders as he sits and visibly ponders "A psychopathic tagged marksman and close combat assassin. I'm starting to think we have a bigger situation with the transfer student." He says sternly, the students nodding in response.

All conversion is cut short when the door opens and Leo steps in with Jace-Jacque Yeager "We owe an explanation." Leo says sternly, the professionals and Lily following in silently "This is Jace-Jacque Yeager - also known as J-ACE-0001. The main subject of countless experimental approaches. The success of every single one of them." Leo explains, all students staring in complete and utter shock at them whilst Jj stands, his hands tucked into his pockets as he scans his surroundings innocently, a simple naive look plastered on his face "Now let me ask you all this." Leo says sternly, catching everyone's attention immediately "Have any of you heard of the resurrected man?" He asks, everyone nodding in response "well... I mean - who hasn't, Sir?" Taron Wolf asks, Leo gesturing to Jace who's yawning "The subject of the first experiment. Jace was dying of a epidemic a while back and gave consent to a scientist for experiments and was the success of it. Jace is the resurrected man - the immortal test subject." Leo continues shocking everyone who flinches and stares in complete and utter shock.