Disclaimer: I don't own Tower Prep.
Max's POV:
The boy had never been so calm in his life. This was huge, especially considering he had just been kidnapped and brought to a strange building in the middle of nowhere. He lay asleep on his bed, for exactly eight hours, before murmuring something and suddenly waking with a start.
For a second, he just stared into the eyes of the boy sitting on the foot of his bed. What's he doing in my room? Max thought for a moment before remembering the events of the night before.
He had been at his home, smelling the smells of homemade cookies and moving his chess pieces around the board, pretending they were all in one big monochromatic party. The pawns were trying to stack themselves up like the Eiffel Tower, but instead they made the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and eventually, Stonehenge. The bishops slashed left and right, flirting with the queen and terrorizing the knights.
That's when the doorbell rang and things got complicated.
Home invaders. They knocked his mom down and tied her up, then held Max, his brother, and his dad at gunpoint and began to tie them up while the rest of the ski-masked punks (there were six overall) ransacked the house. Max was terrified. But at that point, something much weirder had happened. Much weirder. Max's vision blurred, and he saw only blue.
But Max's mom's view was even weirder. Her son raised his right arm, which promptly disassembled and reformed like in a Transformer movie. Skin withered away and faded from sight like a bright light that had just been turned off, the afterimage slowly disappearing. Through all the layers of fear, anxiety and worry, she remembered the old Megaman game that she was reminded of as Max aimed what looked like a blue plasma cannon at the perps and fired.
Six shots. Six hits. Six kills. Max regained consciousness only for a few moments, and heard nothing but random buzzing and voices.
"Amy can't we-"
"He killed every last one of them!"
"He could, um, d-"
"No. Tower Prep is our only option."
Sigh. "O.K."
The buzzing grew louder and louder…then stopped. He heard murmurs, and then finally blacked out from the trauma.
Chris's POV:
"Oh, right. So, this must be Tower Prep," Max announced as he analyzed his surroundings.
The other boy (Chris) was confused that Max seemed to already know what Tower Prep was. But something else, too. Something else about this boy tingled at the back of his brain. What had he said before waking up? He couldn't remember, but it didn't matter. Chris couldn't wait to meet his new roommate, the first one he had had since he first arrived at Tower Prep.
"Yeah. How do-"
"I heard my parents talking about it before I blacked out."
"Oh. So what's your power? Mine's animal mimicry."
"What? I'm not in the mood for more confusion. When's breakfast?"
"You're not even concerned? Where am I? What is this place? I'm scared? What do you mean by 'power'? Aren't you curious? Huh? HUH?"
Max was now downright ticked off.
"Respectively: Yes, but internally. Probably an island in the Indian Ocean*. It's a school. Not really. I don't want to talk about it. No. Nada. Not at all. Now let me eat in peace." Max walked out, oblivious to the fact he was still wearing what he called his 'hibernation suit'.
Chris was disappointed. He had been told by the older students that it was always a fun sight when new students woke up, and he felt cheated.
As he jogged outside the dorm to tell Max about uniforms, he heard Whisper 119 telling the students what was going on that day. All of a sudden, Chris stopped short and almost collapsed in worry, for he had just remembered what Max had said just before waking up:
"Whisper 800, powering up."
Hey! Second story I've made! The other one is Gent's Adventures in Camp Half-Blood. Waddaya think? Please review, I need some constructive criticism.
*This is my opinion. Let me show you the evidence:
Ian notices that the stars are out of place. Assuming that Ian lived in the Northern Hemisphere, they would need to be in the Southern Hemisphere to have a different star formation.
From Episode 1 we know that Tower Prep is surrounded by water on at least one side. This is a guess, but for maximum security and isolation, and island seems more suitable than mainland or peninsula.
It seems to be quite remote. Assuming it is far, far from any other land, it is either in the Atlantic Ocean, the Indian Ocean, or is one of the islands in the Pacific Ocean.
Most uniforms at Tower Prep are long-sleeved, hinting at the fact that the environment is somewhat cold. Therefore, Tower Prep must be far from the Equator, but not too far.
With all this said, the most suitable place for Tower Prep is the Indian Ocean, with the numerous Pacific Islands taking a close second.
Review and tell me what you think! Or not…