High School Legends
Pre-note: I've just recently started reading stories created by other people in various different categories and I feel like writing one myself will be fun. This is my first time writing a fanfiction story and I will be using similar ideas to those used in multiple other stories. With that being said, I'm going to try make this story as original as I can whilst sticking to my ideas. I'm also not that great a writer, and what I'm doing is mainly for my own enjoyment, but feel free to criticise me and give me advice/tips. I'm also open to including different stories if you guys want me to, just name something and if I like it I might add it. Please mind all the anime clichés I may end up using.
Chapter 1: Starting Out
It was the first day of school for me. Being forced to move houses then being required to change schools as well…not my idea of a happy time. I didn't make many friends at my last school and I sure as hell don't expect that to change here either.
I enter the school grounds by myself watching all the new faces around me converse with each other. There are so many groups already its making me nervous. I want to fit in, I want to get make friends but it won't happen. People at my last school seemed to be scared of me for some unknown reason.
I used to get bullied at my last school. Some douche saw me looking at my knives in my bag and started a rumour that I was trying to be like that idiot Naruto from the television show. Soon enough the whole school found out about it and it distanced me ever further away from everybody. Once my parents found out about the knives I brought to school, they exiled me, they didn't want anything to do with me. I know the real reason behind it. It's because I'm different from the others. They all look the same as I do, they basically acted the way I did (that is if I had any friends). Me being 'different' forced their hand and made me change schools. It's weird, it's annoying, but I'll have to put up with it.
Trying to forget what happened at the last school, I slow my pace down a bit to take in my surroundings. This school definitely feels a lot different from the last. I can't put my finger on it but there is something about the other students which puts me on edge. Moments before I enter the school's front door, I get an enormous knock on the head and am thrown to the ground.
I wake up after god knows how long and notice that I am surrounded by a bunch of people with weird looks on their faces. "She's awake, thank god" says an insanely short girl. A big bulky guy who looks like a professional wrestler kneels down. "Are you alright? I apologise my pass went off and knocked you out." The group disperses leaving me and him alone. The guy who spoke earlier helped me to my feet. "I haven't seen you around here before, are you new?" I'm not exactly sure what to say. I don't like being the centre of attention and this guy's helpfulness startled me. I end up giving my response. "Yeah, I'm new here. I was forced to change schools a few months back." He doesn't wait long to say even more to me. "This is a very prestigious school, we almost never get anybody new here. Only people with special talents and skills get accepted here." I'm at a loss for words. I'm almost 100% sure I have no unique and special skills, so why would I come to this school in particular.
"My name is Darius by the way. My friends and I were playing basketball earlier moments because I nailed you in the head. What's your name?" Darius asks.
"I'm Katarina. So you said something about people with special talents or skills. What do you mean by that?"
"Well…I'm going to assume you know nothing about what this school is or what these people are. Like I've said before, only people with special skills are accepted here, every single person in this school possesses several very unique abilities. Given that you probably know nothing about this all, I'm going to be blunt. You are in this school now, therefore there must be something unique about you, something which makes you potentially stronger than the rest of us. I don't know what that is, and I sure as hell won't be the one to find that out for you." He speaks in such a commanding and intimidating yet kind tone.
"These abilities…what are they used for?" I asked with curiosity boiling inside me.
"Now comes to fun part. Every semester (where I'm from a school semester is basically half a year) the school holds something called the Summoning League. Ten different people from around the school who all match a particular strength are chosen to compete in this round robin styled tournament. Those abilities, which people have, are used to, metaphorically speaking, destroy your opponents and advance yourself further into the tournament. Do you get at least some of what I said?"
"Kind of?" I'm not really sure what kind of abilities I could possible use to beat these other people who look clearly stronger than I am.
"You still sound unsure, but when the tournament starts…You will have to find out, far too complex for me to explain all by myself. Anyway my friends want me back into the game, I'll see you later." Darius says his last words as he runs back to his basketball game.