Life Lessons

Chapter 1: Prologue

"Alright good!" I said with mild excitement, "Now, who in the class can tell me the answer to number 4?" I faced the whiteboard that was next to me and looked at the problem written. It was a very simple multiplication question, 2 X 12. Pointing at the question I turned my head to look back at my class.

Several students raised their hands,I then pointed to one in the middle right-hand side of the class. "24." Said the child in an almost questioning tone waiting for me to reassure him that it is the right answer.

"Correct, 2 X 12 is 24, great job!" I replied with a happy tone.

Oh...I probably should introduce myself. My name is Chris Marsh, Although my students call me Mr. Marsh. I'm 28 years old and a 6th grade math teacher. As for what I look like, I am 6 foot tall, I have short dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a medium build. Teaching was something that I wanted to do towards the end of my high school years, so I decided to pursue it in college. As of two years ago I got a teaching job at a school not to far from where I live now. I love working with the students, and being able to pass along my knowledge onto them makes me feel successful in life

I moved on to the next question, "what about number 5?" Just then the sound of gunshots and a few screams rang from the hall outside my classroom. Everyone jumped suddenly and terrified looks began to appear on the students faces. I urged everyone to remain calm and to move to the back corner of the room and away from the door. Once all the students were safely hidden from view, I slowly made my way to the door and peeked through the window.

Looking through the window I saw a man wearing a trench coat pointing a gun at some cowering students in the hallway, his back facing me as his full attention was on the kids. The look of fear and horror on the children's faces made my mind kick into overdrive. I knew that if I did not act fast, the kids would surely be killed. With nothing else on my mind but the children held at gunpoint, my adrenaline started to flow.

Without much thought I opened the classroom door as quietly as I could to avoid detection. The gunman was only about 15 feet from where I was. With adrenaline still pumping through my body I quickly closed the gap between us. One of the children noticed me and soon all of them where looking my way. The gunman realizing something was behind him quickly turned to see what it was.

Right as the gunman made eye contact with me I sent my right hand towards him in a powerful punch, my fist striking him in the side of the head. As my I made contact with his head he pulled the trigger of his gun in defense. Feeling no pain I knew the bullet must have missed and I quickly swung my left hand around in the same form that I had done with my right. With two powerful blows to the head he Immediately dropped to the floor unconscious.

Realizing that the gunman had been subdued I began to feel the adrenaline leave my body, I looked up at the kids in front of me, I was glad to know that they were unharmed. The weird part was that even though the gunman was unconscious, they still had looks of horror on their faces. With all the adrenaline out of my body I began to breathe heavily as reality began to come back to me.

I went to move forward to check on the kids and cringed as I felt searing pain shoot through my body. I gritted my teeth and dropped to my knees, placing my hand on my chest. I looked down and saw that my shirt was drenched in blood as i felt the warm, sticky fluid flow out of my body and quickly covered my hand. It then occurred to me that I had been shot but did not feel it at the time because of my adrenaline.

I applied more pressure to my wound to try to stop the blood flow, but soon began to feel very weak from the startling amount of blood that I had already lost. My vision soon became blurred and my mind started spinning as I fell to the floor. Muffled screams filled my ears as everything seemed to fade. The last thing I saw was a crowd of blurry figures standing around me and what I assumed to be a paramedic kneeled down next to me before everything faded to black.

Authors Note

Hi everyone, thanks for reading my story. I want to apologize for my writing abilities, I'm never done anything like this ever but was inspired to try after reading some other peoples stories. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed the little prologue here, the next part will be here soon and Chris will be in Equestria. Don't forget to write a review, I would love to get your feedback and hopefully help myself get better at this. Until next time, see ya!