School Of Warriors

School Of Warriors

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As I walked down the hallway toward my classroom at Winston's Academy. This is my first time here, I have been attending Winston's Academy for almost three months now. But I'm get the hang of how they run things here but I'm still kind of new with everything. Well there is one thing that has always confused me, we have to carry weapons of our choice with us. It's like there we're meant to hurt each other because almost everyday someone gets in a fight that leads to everyone gathering around watching or routing for one of the opponents. The teachers say that they let us carry weapons so we can protect our selves, but there's two classes that everyone has to go to at different periods lessons. Not normal lessons like piano, like self defense, and how to use our weapons. I never understood why we need to have these lessons and why to carry weapons Everywhere we went but that day has soon to come to when I understand why. "Good morning class," Mrs. Tanaka said as she sat down a stack of papers on her metal desk. "Good morning," Everyone else replied as a few stayed silent in there seats. Mrs. Tanaka stepped in front of her desk as she spoke, "I have an announcement to make, we will be having a new student joining us today." As she waved her hand Motioning someone to come in, then this boy wearing a hoodie over his face, walks in with a sythe in hand. It wasn't that surprising that he came in with a weapon like that cause heck I carry around a sythe also, and there are others who carry around swords and Katanas. "Go on introduce your self," She said as he was now in front of the class. "The names Hiroshima," Hiroshima announced as he began to walk to the back of the room where his seat was,(His seat is placed beside mine which is beside the window). "Hey," He said as I turned my head from the window to look at him, which was right at the edge of my desk. GO TO FIRST CHAPTER TO FINISH READING
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Avengers fan fiction Captain America Fanfic My name is Astella, but all around the world I am known as Cosmic. Not too long ago I was a normal girl going to school trying to make something of myself. That was until a shooting star slammed into my house. I mean literally. It fell from the sky and onto my house. S.H.I.E.L.D covered it up. The blast killed my whole family. Apart from myself that is. You might think that's pretty damn lucky well it's not. I'd rather be dead. I have these new powers. Steve says I'll learn how to control them better. I hope he's right or I will quite literally blow up. Ticking time bomb, that's me, because the shooting star wasn't really a shooting star. We don't know what it was. Dr. Banner thinks it was a containment unit that held some sort of energy. It would sound like a lot of bullshit to me if I wasn't the one with the powers. The bad news is (well the worse news) is that whoever had this "containment unit" wants it back. Not the container itself because that went to crap when it landed, but they want the energy that is now inside me. To do that they have to extract it from my body. Dr. Banner thinks the process will kill me, but he's not sure and I don't want to find out. I guess I'm going to have to do something about that. #1 Cosmic #2 Stars Dance

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