Blood dripped from the young man's knuckles as if it was little more than falling rain, beautiful albeit in an primal and visceral nature it made him feel a little guilty. Gazing down at his opponent the young punk was clawing at his jeans, sighing in an combination of frustration and disappointment the young man reach down and grabbed his opponent's arm. Screaming in pain when the young man applied his full weight onto the punk's arm it was clearly broken, unfortunately it meant what came next was gonna be extremely uncomfortable. Bending it even further the young man eventually snapped it back into place with an loud cracking noise, sliding onto his back the young man released his opponent who unleashed an pitiful scream.
"Sorry but that's your own damn fault." An clearly frustrated young man explained while glaring at his opponent, unleashing an stream of profanities it would've made an sailor blush. Growling as he stood back up the young man's opponent looked as if he wasn't in an joking mood, snarling at him the young man couldn't believe his opponent was this stupid. Dropping into an ready stance the young man waited for his opponent, seconds before the guy would've reached him an now enraged young man unleashed an powerful blow. Smiling as his opponent went flying backwards his massive ass crashed into the unforgiving gravel, despite knowing it was most likely painful the young man couldn't resist giving him an little smile.
"Quit messing around you little jerk." Brandon explained as the young man sighed in mock frustration, considering it was all his fault the young man didn't have any sympathy for him. Sliding an hand across his mouth the younger fighter pulled it away enraged by the sight of his own blood, if this guy didn't watch his ass the young man wouldn't stop at breaking his arm. Readying himself for another blow the young man knew it was quickly getting outta hand, as if to illustrate his point the jerk reached into his backpack and pulled something metallic out of it. Groaning when he unsheathed the knife it meant his fight wasn't over just yet, sighing while dropping back into his ready stance the young man quietly wondered if knocking this dude out would end their fight.
"Wait don't tell me carrying it around helps you feel like an big man on campus right, what a shame none of the upstanding young ladies in our class got that memo." Brandon's opponent quipped as the much larger bully seethed in rage, it was an low blow and it was getting him angrier with each passing second. Good an enraged opponent was more likely to screw up, sure enough the guy lunged at him unaware of the young man's plan. Seconds before the guy would've unleashed an powerful attack he grabbed the dude by his neck, seconds later he plunged the dude's head into an locker producing an very loud thud. Checking to make sure he was breathing the young man sighed when he cried out in pain, being concuss probably meant their fight wasn't over just yet but at least the idiot was still breathing.
"Damn it that was an fucking cheap move you dick." Brandon growled as the young man nearly blushed at his liberally use of profanities, it wasn't really that big of an deal considering they were in high school but it was still kinda disgusting. Grinning as the older bully shook his jacket off it meant things were finally getting interesting, assuming this guy wasn't just some brainless moron he'd probably quit relying on brute strength. Readying himself for another blow his opponent already had several counters in mind for the big jerk, smiling when the jerk realized he'd dropped his knife the young man picked it up and grinned. Studying it he noticed the handle was engraved with several letters, more likely than not it was an family heirloom carrying a great sentimental value.
"Cool knife too bad it's garbage." Alexander quipped before tossing it into an nearby garbage can, seething with rage the much larger fighter glared daggers into his opponent. Giving him an little come at me wave of the hand it left said opponent unable to ignore his frustrations any longer, growling as he rushed at the kid it was exactly what he'd been planning on, seconds before the opponent would've reached him the young man spun him around dropping him with an move he'd learned on tv called blade runner. Jay White the guy who'd used it was at least in the young man's personal opinion one of the coolest dude's he'd ever seen, everything about him was so cool and in many ways everything he'd dream of being in spite of knowing it would never happen.
"Damn it quite using that martial arts crap." Brandon growled as the young man nearly burst out laughing, admittedly he enjoyed wrestling but calling it an martial art was kinda silly. Glancing backwards the young man could see his opponent was laid out nearly unable to catch his breath, giving him an knowing little smile the young man collapsed against some nearby lockers. Sure using cool moves like that was awesome but it came with an price, most if not all wrestlers had incredibly good cardio for just that reason and while his couldn't be even one tenth as good it was still pretty impressive.
Groaning as the young man slowly got into an crouching position he already knew their fight was pretty much over, wheezing like an dying animal his opponent was more of less finished. Sighing before getting up the young man slowly withdrew an item from his jacket before tossing it at him, watching as it clattered onto the ground his opponent's eyes were nearly the size of platters.
"I don't understand you tossed it into a garbage can, so how can my knife be completely untouched?" Brandon questioned as the young man smiled before getting up, slowly opening his palm the young man revealed he'd never even tossed it away. Considering they were a couple of feet apart he'd known an simple optical illusion would fool his opponent, grabbing the lose change from his pocket he'd thrown it away making sure his opponent saw the metallic sheen. After that it was just an matter of getting him to believe it was in face his knife, taunting him seemed like an obvious solution given his opponents temperament and it proved accurate.
"Care to explain why you just up and slugged me?" Alex questioned before extending his palm, giving him an questioning stare the much larger student eventually grabbed it. Struggling at pulling him up the larger opponent eventually grabbed onto an locker, using it to steady himself the young man's would be opponent gave him an reassuring smile. Considering his attack came basically from outta nowhere the young man kinda figure it wasn't his fault, besides even if it was the young man in question didn't have an problem with apologizing for his mistakes.
"A dude in an black suit told me you were picking on the underclassmen and even some of the instructors." Brandon explained as the young man nearly scoffed in reply, anyone who believed he'd pick on younger students clearly didn't know him. Actually it was quite the opposite considering he'd only stayed behind after one instructor begged for some help with their upcoming dance's preparations, sighing before agreeing on the condition he wouldn't be climbing any ladders the instructor accepted. Several hours later he'd finally gotten everything put up and it was looking pretty good, deciding it was about time he left an exhausted young man walked outta the gymnasium door and into an massive fist. Groaning in pain he'd looked up to see an much larger student glaring at him, setting his backpack down the young man knew it was gonna be at least another hour before checking in with his parents.
"Did this mystery figure give you an name?" Alexander questioned as the young man's opponent shook his head, groaning in an combination of frustration and disappointment the young man silently remarked on how that would've been easy. Considering their school wasn't exactly massive there were probably only a handful if even that of students who matched his description, what bothered him even more was that he'd never even met a dude whose entire outfit was black. Glancing back into the massive auditorium he could make out an figure looking right at him, squinting in the hopes of recognizing him it was just their instructor.
"Although he was very specific in saying it was an dude with an Gundam themed backpack." Brandon explained as the young man glanced over at his bag, sure enough it matched the description and since it was his favorite show nobody else would've had it. Considering only an instructor or fellow student would've known such information it put him on edge, opening the gymnasium door he'd known something wasn't right about his instructor's attitude. Jokes were a part of his normal behavior and yet he'd never even cracked one, considering everyone was under an decent amount of stress when it came to getting ready for the dance it was sorta understandable. Slowly walking into the auditorium it was mostly dark save for an lone window, grinning at the sight of his instructor the young man came up with an somewhat elegant plan.
"I'm just curious but do you think we've hung enough decorations, you know how demanding our principal can be when it comes to silly dances." Alexander grumbled as his instructor nodded in agreement, unfortunately for the would be instructor it wasn't an very good move. Grabbing his backpack the young man slung it off his back and opened it, drawing something out of it the young man grinned upon looking at it. Despite knowing it wouldn't do any real harm it would cause enough of an distraction if used correctly, aiming it carefully the young man drew it back and released sending it flying into the overhead sprinkler. Seconds later it crashed into one making it start ringing before unleashing an cascade of water, despite knowing it would most likely upset the impostor it was his only chance of getting anything done.
"Seems you've figured it out, not surprising given what our leaders said about you." Alex's instructor or rather the guy mimicking him explained before smiling at him, before either man could say anything more the figure's appearance drastically change revealing an extremely upsetting image. Gone was the school attire instead the figure was dressed in an black suit, even its tie was black making the young student wonder if he was compensating for something. Several different tattoos line his palms each one intersecting with the others, based on his appearance the dude was most like part of an insane cult. Raising both palms the man's hands started crackling with an unknown energy, as if to accentuate his powers the lights started crackling as well.
"I'm afraid you weren't supposed to discover my ruse yet, it's a shame but you'll have to be eliminated." An voice that cut into his soul like an thousand icy needles explained before directing his attention onto the young man, seconds later an wave of the unknown energy was rushing at him. Covering his eyes with both hands the young man waited for an untimely end, only it never arrived leaving him extremely confused. Slowly opening both eyes the young man nearly gasped at the sight in front of him, some kind of pitch black dome was covering him and preventing the energy from reach him.
Gazing down at his palms the young man noticed both were glowing, after what felt like an eternity the young man's hands stopped glowing and the dome collapsed. Raising both palms upwards the older man unleashed another wave of energy, before the young man could even scream in horror another dome encapsulated the student preventing it from reaching him. Slowly lowering both hands the young man watched as it disappeared once more, unable to make any sense of it the young man couldn't believe his eyes.
"Well now it seems you've finally awakened, our leader will be quite please but you're still in great danger." Suit explained as the young man gave him an look which said no kidding, grinning at the look of frustration he lowered both palms into his jacket. Before the young man could question him the school lights came back on, it was obviously supposed to be comforting only it didn't make him feel any safer. Raising both hands the young man dropped into an fighting stance just in case his adversary tried anything, instead the guy simply winked before disappearing in an flash of light. Groaning as his eyes adjusted it was pretty obvious the guy had just up and left him there, sighing in relief he was about to leave when an horrified gasp echoed throughout an otherwise desolate auditorium.
Gazing into the eyes of an couple of his fellow students they were all horrified, cursing their sudden arrive he contemplated making an break for it. Screaming like they'd just walked in on an ghost it made him feel even worse, it was bad enough he'd just used weird powers but now they were acting like he was dangerous. Dashing outside the young man started looking for an escape, after what felt like an eternity he finally made it outside but was unsure what came next. Reaching into his pocked the young man withdrew an silver cellphone and began dialing his parents, it was gonna be an difficult conversation but the young man didn't see any other solution.
Countless miles away the dimming of lights in an empty mall signaled an unknown arrival, as if on cue the darkened figure emerged from an wall outlet suit intact. Groaning as he finished materializing the dude slowly reached into his pocket, dialing its only number the man knew his leader would answer. Sure enough the man answered on its fourth ring with his usual greeting, slowly explaining what happened their leader chuckled before saying it was going just as he'd planned.
"We'll move into phase two now, don't worry I'll make all of the necessary calls." An voice that made even his underling cringe explained before thanking him, it wasn't every day his leader offered such high praise. Closing his phone it was just an matter of time before his newest victim was playing into their hands, although he might've insisted on bringing the child into his group's fold but it wasn't his decision. Smiling at the idea of letting an unsuspecting child destroy his group's enemy was quite delicious, even if he didn't realize it the young man was going to be an extremely valuable asset. Grinning one last time before disappearing into another light he knew it was gonna be an wild ride, if everything went according to plan his group would rise and those infernal X-men would fall.