hey hi fanfic people...
age 12
All my fault
Donald: ok you three martial arts training. Adam show me what you got.
Adam: OK
(Adam karate chops a block of wood)
Donald: good. Bree your turn
(Bree punches a punch bag with super speed)
Donald: Nicely done
Bree: Thanks
Donald: Chase go!
(Chase does karate kicks. Accidentally kicked Donald in the stomach.)
Donald: AWWWCH that kills
Chase: Im sorry
(Chase approaches Donald)
Donald: Get away from ME
(Donald runs out of the lab)
"WAKE UP YOU THREE" Mr Davenport shouted. That is how he woke the kids up in the morning.
Three sleepy kids stepped out of their capsules.
"Time for morning training. Chase your up first. Attack me" Mr Davenport urged.
Chase had a flash back of the dream he just had.
"Um no thanks. I don't feel like it" Chase mumbled. He waked back to his capsule and sat in front of it.
Mr Davenport came over and sat next to him. Adam and Bree went on the computer.
"Are you feeling ok Chase?" Mr Davenport asked.
"I just don't feel like training today"
"There is something wrong I know"
"I don't want to hurt you."
"Where did you get the idea that you will or can hurt me"
"A dream I had"
"Not all dreams come true especially dreams like that"
"Ok"
"Now attack me"
"Fine"
They all went back to training.
how was it? very good, good, ok, rubbish?