Location: Gymnasium B| Time: 12:20
Radomir glanced away from the text, thinking to himself all the while the students discussed and argued amongst themselves. Even though these brats can get along on a few occasions. They cannot go 1 minute without an argument. Putting all that aside he had more concerning things to worry about.
'I need to be on guard as John doesn't have much control over his weakness. It leads him to act reckless. That's something we will have to work on if he is going to be leader of team JEKL.' Mr Radomir thought as Matsudo stepped onto the spotlighted rectangular stage.
"Com'on John, we don't the entire day. Get moving." Radomir complained as he caught sight to of the boy messing around.
"Ok sir," the boy replied. Quickly ending his talk with Makario and walking onto the stage. Both students stood around two feet away from each other, waiting for the countdown to come to a stop.
John vs Matsudo
10…9…8
"So, I heard you are the womanizer of the class. What were you and My teammate talking about?" Matsudo asked as he stretched. A cocky smile creeping upon his face.
7…6…5
"I'd use the term flirtatious. And we were talking about our electives. Not much." He replied calmly as he cracked his knuckles. His red and blue eyes gazed for any weak points, not much he could see. But enough.
4…3…2…1
Start.
Matsudo was already behind John, with his left leg in front and rotating his hips to make momentum for a punch.
'Right cross from the back'
John dodged ducking slightly before springing up to a roundhouse kick. As he expected the boy teleported before he could land. He quickly regained his balance. Trying to keep up with Matsudo's incredible teleportation speed, he sensed another attack.
'Left hook'
He swiveled on his feet to block the attack. Before Matsudo teleported again. This time John could land a single attack on him, and found it harder to keep up.
Down below on the stage some of the kids began discussing how one sided the fight looked.
"For all I know Matsudo could spam his ability until times up. I swear teleportation quirks are the real world equivalent of hacking." Makario muttered as he blue eyes observed the fight in front of her.
"But Matsudo's quirk can easily be countered. If you block his field of vision, his quirk would be useless." Sky argued as she began noticing something about Matsudo's teleportation locations. It was like.
'He was moving in a pattern.' Sky and John concluded at the same time.
As John tried to elbow Matsudo, only to be meet with thin air. And for him to reappear to his left. Yep definitely a pattern. He began playing Matsudo's game. Sending attacks he knew would be fruitless. Slowly toying with him until he found the right moment.
He sent a crescent kick again to find himself hitting nothing. A sly slightly bloodlust like grin creeped up his face. He got him now.
'If my observation serves me correct, Matsudo should be teleporting here. Now.'
And he did, without hesitation John swept the boy under his feet. His right leg making the swing in a clean simple motion. Making the other flinch. And without hesitation he covered the teleporter's eyes and put him in a tight choke hold. His heterochromic eyes oozing with a killing intent.
"He performed that so quickly and precisely. Like an Assassin." Dylan commented, astonished with his classmates immaculate performance. To be met with a chilling reply
"Yep, that's literally the basis of my quirk, Assassination." His voice sounded cold and almost emotionless.
John Smith Jr.
Nationality: American
Team: JEKL (Jekyll)
Quirk: Assassin
Description: he can perform assassination better and more efficiently than the average killer. He has a heightened physical condition, athleticism, combat skills, senses and many more skills for assassination. The downside is that he loses his humanity and rationally while fighting.
"John wins, Matsudo loses. Match over" Mr Radomir called out unexpectedly, he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. His decision surprising his students.
"Huh, Sir Matsudo hasn't been pushed out of the border. He hasn't been knocked out too." Tyler said.
Even though the match was over, the class looked in shock as John still held on with a look of blood lust in his eyes. He began strangling Matsudo into almost unconsciousness. Chokes and gasps for air were heard as Matsudo tried to hold on. The horrific scene before them ceased as they saw a bat transform into their teacher, quickly knocking the boy out with one quick neck chop. The gym became quiet, you could only hear the rugged breathing as Matsudo tried to force air back into his lungs.
That event before them was the small spark needed to set the class aflame.
"Is Matsudo ok?." Bethony said, her voice was quiet and scared.
"What was John thinking, he could have killed him?" Archie blurted out.
"He is some crazy motherfucker that's for sure." Roman remarked as he folded his arms.
"Look who's talking, pyromaniac." Akashi sneered.
"You want me to blow up your fucking locker or what shithead." Roman replied, no shouting. Just pure anger.
"Guys stop fighting now's not the time, Roman threatening someone like that is just wrong. Just quit it. It's immature and it may actually start hurting people." Sky snapped at them, Roman's behavior since the entrance exam really began getting on her nerves. As it reminded her of how easily set off she was when she was younger. And as team leader she decided to step up.
After her stern talking to, Akashi instantly backed away. He himself knew this whole thing was stupid, but his pride wouldn't let the other talk shit about him. Roman on the other hand, just stared at her. Eyes blown wide, he had been told many times that his 'colorful' vocabulary was horrible and wasn't suited for a hero. He just didn't care. But now that she had said it, he actually began thinking about it. But before his brain could rationalize an answer his mouth quipped up a harsh statement.
"And, It's not like I'll let some bitch boss me around. I can say whatever the fuck I want. Now fuck off, airhead!" He shouted at her, the room silenced. With everyone looking at the two in disbelief, in shock. From the stage where Radomir was tending to an unconscious John and a recovering Matsudo. Even he turned to face what was going on, only to facepalm at the scene before him.
Radomir let out a low and annoyed growl, Roman was had really tested his patience. He had actually contemplating if he could just expel him from his class. But his insane abilities had refrained him from committing to that decision. It would be a waste of talent. But seriously that kid needed anger management.
"Roman get out of my class, and wait out there until I call you for a fight. Afterwards I would like a verbal apology to both Akashi and Sky." He half-said half growled, his voice resonating across the gym. Making all of the students pale. His ruby eyes pinpointed their gaze at the pyromancer. Forcing the boy to leave.
Roman hung his head, refusing to make any eye contact with anyone of his classmates. He swiftly turned on his heel and walked out of the gym. Hissing at the daylight. He spotted the vast forested area of the school grounds, and headed towards it. Entering the green wonderland, all while thinking to himself.
'I said that to her, didn't I. I thought I could start here as a new beginning. Well it's just going to end up like it did at Monoplex. I'm so goddamn fucking stupid. I picked a useless fight and probably pissed off my team leader. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't want to come close to me.'
He kicked a stick on the path as he found himself walking into a clearing. This place would be good for chilling in until his fight was up.
He paused his thoughts as he detected a projectile of some sort come from somewhere. He quickly held his hand out for a ball to come flying into its grasp. Thank god for his honed reflexes. He observed it, it was a baseball. But the sports and athletic grounds were almost a mile away from where he stood.
His ears caught onto the faint sound of humming from above, he peered to the sky and saw a person on what looked like a hoverboard. Wait they had hoverboards at this school!
"Hey sparky. We need our ball." The person looked down at Roman before letting the hoverboard glide down to his level, now the pyromancer could see his appearance.
He had grey hair which was only visible by the bangs hanging in front of his face as the rest was behind a black beanie. With the design of a famous villain's emblem, a white skull with an arrow through it. He had pale blue skin with spiral yellow eyes, they kinda looked like his concentric pattern. His mouth was in a creepy stitch like pattern with the top lip and bottom lip stiched loosely so they moved when he talked. He had a black hoodie with the JET uniform shirt underneath. With black jeans and grey boots. The hover board itself was a pale orange with light pink lights on it. Glowing up in lines to make a futuristic-like pattern.
"Who the fuck are you, why the fuck aren't you in class and where the fuck did the name sparky come up." Roman questioned as the student circled him on his hoverboard.
"Look, my team are out here playing some baseball and we want our ball back. Give." The mysterious student demanded.
"No. Who are you, answer before I incinerate your precious ball." Roman threatened as he set his hair on fire. This was his common way to intimidate someone. So now it became second nature to him.
"Umm well, have you heard of class Omega. Though you being one of those class Alpha pricks you'll probably know jackshit about this school."
"Hey! what the fuck did you say." Roman retorted as the ball and his hand caught fire, he heated it up until all was left was ashes.
"Ok, calm down sparky. You know word spreads around this place like the plague. We all know about you and some other student, Akaso or something had a fight on freshmen orientation day. That's where the nickname sparky comes from." Roman heard the small story with one question on his mind.
"Why sparky?"
"Oh you're gonna hear worse, anyway I should introduce myself. My name is Odin and I'm from the villain redemption course I lead team Onyx. Not a fucking pleasure to meet you." He spat on his hand and stuck out a obnoxious greeting. To which Roman rudely declined.
"Wait there's a villain redemption course?" Roman asked. He wouldn't get his answer as the teen was already off, flying into the sky and zooming off.
"Hey fucking answer my question!" He cried out, to which he got no reply other than a very nicely worded 'fuck you.' Damn that kid was weird.
Back at the Gym.
"Sky, are ok. Did anything he say hurt you, please tell me." Caesar planted his hand on her shoulders, with a firm look in his eyes. Sky noticed he had this habit of becoming a bit protective of her when she was confronted. She still thought nothing about it. Since her mom does that all the time.
"No no. I'm totally ok. I'm more worried about Roman, he looked upset." She replied, peering over at the open door to the expansive gym. The truth was she was very angry, but in an attempt not to fall back to her previous self, she forced herself to stay calm and level headed.
"Ok let's forget that ever happened and resume class. Everyone move up to the stands, as the fights from now on are going to get more dangerous." Radomir groaned, obviously annoyed. If herowork wasn't going to kill him. It was going to to be this class.
He kept the next two sparring partners, Edward and Khavryn. Down with him as he instructed the rest of the students to sit on the stands. Waiting until everyone was sat down comfortably before continuing with his plan.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Khavryn asked as she tied her raven hair into a ponytail, her eyes peering over at the teacher's JETpad as he opened up the building app. Things were going to get a bit bigger.
He made sure he was connected to the specific gym the class was located at and selected the stage. Quickly clicking the options he wanted, before clicking confirm.
There was a low cranking sound as the rectangular stage collapsed to make the floor level. The holograms marking the smaller sparring stages disappeared. And the floor rose up in a large hexagon shape taking up the majority of the floorspace.
"Wow! I never knew the rooms could be manipulated like that. So teachers can change a room to their will using their JETpads."
"It's a technology that was implemented when the JETpads were introduced. It is normally used in events like the Victory games, our annual sports festival. We can change the battle stages to suit different environments at the touch of a button." Their teacher explained as he turned on the spectator shield sensor, just in case.
"Khavryn and Edward, it's your turn now. We've already wasted enough time already. Don't waste anymore."
"Yes sir."
GOD, I hate this chapter. I felt completely fine planning and drafting future chapters. But dreaded writing this one. I rewrote this so many times and still I'm not happy with it.
Other than that, I thank everyone who is taking their time to read this fic. I use to despise the subject of English and writing as a whole. But I really wanted to write this fic. And all of the positive feedback, Oc submissions and constructive criticism helped me a lot. Especially when I was having writer's block or just couldn't write at all. So thank you.
