Rey(Jacob)

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Rey changed his name to Jacob when he joined the heroes.
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I glare at Eliza. Why, I think, why did the monster have to set me up with this monster. "So tell me why you came to me instead of going to another HQ," Asks Chaos. I look at him and say with an angry voice," Why does a girl have to train me, why can't a guy?" Chaos smile and says," Eliza here is the strongest of the villains and the best trainer, she's  kind and trains people into really well villains."  I grimace. Chaos makes a motion which means to dismiss us. Once we're out Eliza says," I'll let you get settled into your room and then we can start." I don't say anything. I just follow her to the  room I'm going to stay in. Now that I think about it Eliza kinda looks depressed and her eyes are strange too. I go to the room and look around for a second and drop the duffel bag that had been on my shoulder all day. "Ok," I start,"I'm ready."  She doesn't say anything. She motions for me to follow her. She leads me to the training room. 5 hours later I was breathing hard and so was she. I'm drenched from head to toe with sweat. She was showing me self defense and how to counter attack at the same time. I felt a little pride in the fact that I could keep her on her toes. "You don't need training," she started," you already know what there is to know on how to fight and defend yourself." I smirk and leave her there going off to my room to shower. When I get to my room. I start unpacking. I destroyed Infernos sword at the agency and still had the one I used to destroy Zero with. I unpack and then climb into the shower. My burns sting from the hot water. But they needed some cleaning. I was used to being burned. When I use my power I burn myself all the time. I step out and dry off. I see a kit sitting on my bed with a note. The note says heres some ointment for your burns you'll need it. Okay, I think, apparently villains don't want their minions to die of infection. I smirk at the thought and take the ointment and put it on myself. I sigh and plop down on my bed and think. About how weird this place is...

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