Story of Nora

Chapter 1: Meet Nora

"So how much longer am I going to have to stay here?"

"As long as it takes to get the whole story about your life. Shall we begin?"

"Fine, but tell me where I should start it's a long story."

"Well, start with your name, who your parents were, and then go from there."

"Okay then. My name is Nora Walker; I'm 17 years old, I'm a guy, I don't remember my parents name's, all I remember is that they were part of the chevaliers and they died, and that I'm the world's first male Pandora."

"Why did you say that you were a male?"

"Well, if someone else listened to this I wouldn't want them to think I was a girl because of my name."

"Fair enough, but please, continue."

"Well I guess I'll start from the very beginning…"

My parents were apparently captains of the Pandora's chevaliers, but they got sick of fighting the Nova and went M.I.A after one battle with an S-ranked Nova. They settled in Kyoto, Japan. They both wanted a child so they decided to get a sperm donor to get a child, of course they fully expected a girl, but then I came out. They wondered if I had the same abilities a Pandora had, but considering I was a boy they dismissed the thought, until I turned 6 and accidently summoned my volt weapon when a dog tried to attack me. After that experience they decided to train me to use my abilities and I eventually taught myself to change my volt weapon into different weapons.

I was 16 when one day an S-ranked Nova attacked the town we lived in, my parents had to fight, but died when it launched its particle beam and they both died from it and I had to fight the Nova in their place. Luckily I used my jacket to keep my face hidden from all the people's cameras and the news crew that showed up to cover the attack. I decided to move to America, mainly because that was the only other language I knew by heart.

I eventually arrived in America, in some place called New York, but airport security was a total pain to get through, I swear they checked my luggage at least ten different times before I was allowed to leave. I started working at one of those open grill restaurants, because of my training with my volt weapons and the fact that my parents could never cook I had plenty of experience to work there. I also got an apartment; the only problem was that it was pretty far away from the school, but I didn't mind the exorcise. I think the school was called Luna high school, it was a middle class school, and I was surprised I was accepted. Even though I did have to use the school fund program, which was basically I got free lunches and the text books I needed for my classes. Of course I had my own high school drama so I felt a little more normal than I was. I think it happened when we were in the classroom eating lunch when…

"Hey there new kid." I looked up to see three kids, all muscular boys with tattoos of skulls on their arms. "What?"

"Your new so don't think you know the tradition of having to pay respects to our gang."

"Why would I have to do that?"

"Well you see our gang protects this school from rival gangs, so it's only natural for the students to pay for protection, you see?"

"Don't worry, I can protect myself."

"We're not asking you to pay us, we're telling you to pay us." He stuck out his hand, but I heard a chair scrape against the floor behind them and saw a girl with long brown hair marching over to us. "Leave him alone already!"

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Monica, as I said leave him alone, he's new here, do you even know his name?"

"Why's it matter what his name?"

"Because…" Words seemed to fail this girl, but it was nice to know someone would help out a little. "Look you little bitch, I may not like that you just tried to stand up to me but I'll forgive you if let me get a feel." His hand was about to reach her breast when she smacked it away, but he hit her across the face. She fell to the ground, and the man stood above her about to step on her. "Hold it." All eyes turned to me. "You got something to say to me too?"

"Yeah, you shouldn't hit a lady for any reason, so apologize."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm doing this to show my superiority, but if you want to feel the same, go ahead!" He threw his fist right at my face but I simply weaved outside of his fist and placed one hand above his elbow and one on his forearm and broke it. The other two came rushing at me, but I foresaw this, I kicked one in the knee and broke it, then I dodged the last ones punch, placed my foot on the side of his leg at an oblique angle and pressed down, breaking his leg.

The whole class stared at the three men writhing on the ground in pain. I walked towards Monica and offered my hand, "Thanks for the help."

"No problem, I didn't like them anyway."

"So what's your name? You never told the class." The whole class stared and waited for the name of their savior. "I'd rather not, it's pretty un-masculine."

"That really doesn't matter, so just say it."

"It's Nora Walker."

"What?"

"It's Nora Walker." Everyone just stared at this boy named Nora, then Monica broke the silence, well let's all welcome Nora to our class."

"Hey"

"What's up?"

"Nice to meet you."

"How's it going?"

"Thanks for taking care of those guys." There was nothing but praise and greetings around the room, until the principal came in with the police. "I gave you one a last warning, so the police are here… to…" He looked at the three boys writhing on the ground, looked at the officers to confirm the site then, turned towards the class and asked, "Who is responsible for this?" I quickly raised my hand so no one else was blamed. After a couple of minutes in the principal's office explaining what had happened, he decided to pardon me because those boys had been terrorizing the school for weeks.

When I returned to the classroom the bell to leave the school had gone off, I already had my belongings so I was out the door before anyone else. I was at the foot of the stairs that led to the front entrance to the school when I heard someone yell, "Hold On!" I looked to see Monica running towards me. "What's up?"

"I wanted to thank you for, well, saving me back in the classroom."

"You already did."

"Well, I wanted to properly thank you."

"Don't think about it too much, but I wanted to tell you that you should be careful on your way home."

"Why?"

"Because, those guys friends may want to get some revenge for what happened and we both were involved." I turned to start my walk home, "Then walk me home." I turned to see if she was serious and she didn't show a hint of doubt in her decision. A couple minutes later we were both walking down the road toward her house.