Story Eight: Part one

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"Honey, it's time to get up" A very familiar voice said to me. It was my wife's Samantha. I looked at the clock. 3:30 a.m. I almost cursed, but stopped myself.  Today was my day back to ninth grade. But this time as a teacher. I got up and stretched. Samantha went back to sleep. I kissed her head and went to do my average chores. I got into the shower and washed myself. I put on some new golf shoes, collared shirt, and cargo pants. I ate some breakfast and drank some coffee, then got into my 2021 Ford truck. I managed to get there in quiet some time., arriving an hour earlier than the students. I found my room on the bottom floor where my art class used to be. I was English one. Which unfortunately meant I had to be near what was basically nude children. We thought are children would be better. but it wasn't. At all. In fact, the stuff they wear makes Miley Cyrus' s Wrecking ball clothes look tame. I could see private places, and chests, and other unwanted to see area's. But I just let it roll. I read and the people talked with friends long know or random strangers. They kept saying slangs that I didn't understand, but I ignored them. I never understood my own generation that much. But one student of mine eventually started to tick me off. She kept insulting people, calling them a Mick or something. I got there attention by yelling: oh praise this water of Mike! I don't how it worked, but I got people to laughed. The person started cursing at me in what sound like gibberish. I brought he over to me, an in a assertive tone I said: Stop it. She obeyed me... for about a few seconds. I then started cursing her out in all the curses words I knew, seeing how she liked it. She began to cry. I knelt down beside her. "This is what happens when you get someone mad"  I whispered. I spent the rest of the periods reading, never having to intervene with anything. After school, I began to pack up when someone appeared at my door. It was the girl.  I looked at the girl with expectance.  "I guess I kind of screwed up?" She asked. I grabbed my chair. "You didn't screw up anything at all" I said. "You did however did manage to get a few people angry" "She blushed. "Tell you what Miss, I'll forget about all this if you manage to be nice in my class. She nodded. "Then go on now" I said, shooing her away. I got my stuff out off the desk and began to leave. I got into the truck and drove home. Samantha stood at the door expectantly. "So what happened?"  she asked.  "Just life" I answered. "We need to talk" she said. I looked at her a lot of interest. "The child we have, I'd rather not..." "You don't want him to fight with me do you?" I asked. I shrugged ceaselessly. "I agree, are child shouldn't fight anyone as long as I'm here to stay and fight" I said. Samantha looked please. "But training is another matter" I said. The look went away from her face. "When I'm dead, we need someone to protect the earth, someone as strong, or even stronger. She looked at me like I was crazy. "Eventually there will be a day where I can't defeat someone" I said. Even Beerus the Destroyer was defeated by me." I looked at my wife straight in the eyes in said. "If the baby is a girl, then I won't make her do anything she doesn't want to. But if a boy, he must be trained to defeat any enemy in his way" I declared. Then I went inside to train inside the biggest basement ever made. 

The two weeks after that were pretty bland. Just figuring out which rooms to go to, which period was which, and necessary supplies. Then something big happened. During fifth period, My students were reading To Kill a Mocking Bird, when I sensed a powerful presence in the area. "Everyone stop reading" I said. They turned to me, books on their desks. "Get into my supplies closet and don't make a noise" I said. They followed directions immediately. I closed the door and waited for the villain to come. He broke the door open, casing the hinges to break off. "What is it you want?" I asked."Well, I'd like to kill you, but first I need you to bow your allegiance to me" The Man said. "As I'd ever do something like that Mr. Findle" I said. I put down my book. He looked buffer and seemed to carry this confidence about him.  "So you finally managed to get powers" I stated. "Yes sir, and I plan on killing you with them" He said. I laughed. "Mr. Findle, the last time we meet, I wasn't even half as

strong as I am now. "Dad, is that you?" A boy said, coming out of the closet. He wore what I thought was appropriately covering each place on the body. He wore old leather boots and wire-framed glasses. "Son, get out of here" He said. I nodded towards the door. He walked slowly away. "Such an embarrassment" Archy Findle muttered. "Are we going to stand here or fight?" I asked sarcastically. "Fine, you want to die now?"  He asked sarcastically. I punched him across the room, breaking a few cabinets. "You seem easy enough" I said. Then I felt a hand punch my back. Not that it hurt at all, but I felt it. It was Archy Findle. "duplication powers" His first duplicate said, getting out of the wreckage. I grinned. "Well I guess this shouldn't be that hard" I said. I threw a punch at him. He dodge it. Then I threw another punch. Missed. "The heck?" I muttered. "It's my super speed and precognition abilities" He said. I gave serious. "Okay, maybe it'll be a little harder than expected" I said. I threw a punch at him, making him go backwards. I made him get towards the door. When he got outside. I punched with both hands, get him with both. I got hold of him and teleported us to a unknown island. He cursed very loudly. "Try and dodge this!" I yelled. I shot a Special Beam Cannon at him. He put his hands out, seeming to grab at the energy. Once he got a hold of it, he started to absorb the attack like and android would. Then he shot it back at me. I dodged easily, but that didn't deter him. He managed to fly up into the air. I cursed in my brain."You seemed surprised. You didn't think I could fly?" I shot three ki blasts at me with a good amount of energy. He dodged. I grinned with joy. This only irritated Archy. "I haven't fight someone this good in a while" I said. I power up to MH1 and threw one punch he fell on the ground as fast as the speed of sound. I shot a gigantic power beam at him, hoping it pin him down into the ground. I barely managed to do it. I formed a ball of energy as strong as Goku's SSJ4 form. It didn't manage to even scratch him. I punch his face. But his incoming fist managed to block it. "Dang your good" I said. He didn't say anything. He just grinned. His energy skyrocketed until it was strong as MH2. I charged up, my bronze aura shining over the sun. We charged over to eachother, get only able to counter each move we make. I finally managed to get a hit on him. Unfortunately he did the same as me. . We flew back a few yards. "This is getting us nowhere" I said. "Just go at your best and I'll go mine ." He shrugged nonchalantly, doing what I said. I powered to my max. My steel aura blinded him, and my hair flowed majestically in the air. When I felt his power level, I cursed to myself. It was EXACTLY the same as mine. "So how do you like my best?" He asked. "Unfortunately for us, it's the same as mine my power. He cursed at me and threw a fist close to me. I dodged and punched him into the ground. Then I felt something in me go out. Shit I thought. I fell. " Good thing one of my powers is to control any energy that a person contains" He said. I tried to get up to no avail. I was then rapidly kick in my gut. I couldn't fell anything though. I sighed. I only knew one way to the stop this idiot from killing everyone. Hacking into my reserves, I went back into MH3. "What!" He yelled. I grinned. "It seems there's a enemy that I finally can't defeat" I said sighing. He grinned. "Well, and be alive to see his ashes spread" I said. I grabbed his body  flying up. I released an arm for a second and made my final attack. Ki balls form next , above, and bottom of us. "The only to keep this planet safe" I whispered. "Is to destroy you with me." He screamed at me, trying to get free with his giant fist slamming against my sides. We went into the ki ball trap and I waited to die. All that I remember after that is a burning sensation and the scream of Archy.


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