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Prelude: 2 What's happening to me!?
In a quite Dallas high school we find our tale begins. Tall boy changing clothes, in the locker rooms, he's very muscular in his appearance and has a fair blond hair with dark brown eyes. The speedy athlete is sweating from his track practice. He sighs not liking the prospects of going home to another boring afternoon, having is parents glorify him about how good of a boy he is cause of his after school activities. He slid on his pants, buttoned up his shirt, pulled up his backpack, and then threw his track stuff into his locker marked "Chance, Reynolds". Chance turned around about to leave, when he heard scrambling on the gravel from outside. He turned around at the queer sound, he didn't know what to do, then decided to walk to see what was going on. Chance shrugged of his worries for going home right now, his parents didn't care, he was a good kid, and they trusted him.
Chance leaned out of the door for a peek when he saw the jock beating up a small kid. Chance knew who he was the school geek "Larry King" it wasn't his fault just his name. Most everyone made fun of him cause of his name and the fact that he was a bookworm. Chance vaulted forward he didn't like seeing people get picked on. This was just wrong three on one was massive a handicap, not to mention it was the quarterback and two linemen.
Chance stop a few feet away as they kicked Larry and said "Jason stop that, what'd he do to you guys". Jason grinned at the two linemen Gary and Mark, and then replied "He did nothing he was just in the math class alone and we dragged him out he, he was getting smart with us". Chance though "duh he's a genius and you're an idiot jock who won't get anywhere after high school" chance though it wise not to say that. He started to come up with his retort when he heard Jason kick Larry again as Larry whimpered in anguish. Chance lurched forward and said his fist fling up shaking "I said stop that Jason, what do you think the coach is gonna say when he finds out". Jason, Gary, and Mark sniggered at the same time as Jason said, "The coach isn't going to do anything he told us we should 'relieve some stress' " Jason kicked him again. Chance snarled "I said stop that now let him go or you will be sorry" his fist started to glow a purplish black, chance didn't notice he was to mad. Jason saw and took it the geek had given Chance some sideshow lighting "And what are you gonna do? Bright light me". Chanced slung his fist forward not understanding or caring what Jason said. Jason didn't think he would really hit him he was the quarter back, what was a little track runner going to do. The blow connected with his face and the purple energy went away Jason's mass absorbing it. Jason's body started to get heavy, and he felt like he was going to collapse. Jason tried to throw a counter strike but when he did he lost his balance, his body gave way. He slammed into the ground hard with a loud yelp. Larry scuttled to his feet grabbing his broken glasses, running off in the other direction. Gary and Mark looked at each other bewildered, and they ran off two. Jason tried to look up yelling "I'll get you for this Reynolds I'll get for this, watch yourself tomorrow cause I'm comin' for you". Chance turned his hands shaking, not from fear of Jason, but fear of what he did. This wasn't human he knew it wasn't and he knew no one would look at him the same after this, so he dashed off.
He told himself all he needed was some time to think to be alone and then it would all blow over. No one would care would they? He didn't know, but he didn't stop running, he was panting when he stopped at a drainpipe. He stopped for a moment and tousled threw his bag pulling out some snacks he knew he wasn't suppose to eat them. [not because he would get fat just because, the coach told him not too] But he didn't care right now he needed something to calm his nerves. He sighed wondering what would happen now that he had this ability, was it a gift or a curse he could not tell, at least not at this point.
Prelude: 2 What's happening to me!?
In a quite Dallas high school we find our tale begins. Tall boy changing clothes, in the locker rooms, he's very muscular in his appearance and has a fair blond hair with dark brown eyes. The speedy athlete is sweating from his track practice. He sighs not liking the prospects of going home to another boring afternoon, having is parents glorify him about how good of a boy he is cause of his after school activities. He slid on his pants, buttoned up his shirt, pulled up his backpack, and then threw his track stuff into his locker marked "Chance, Reynolds". Chance turned around about to leave, when he heard scrambling on the gravel from outside. He turned around at the queer sound, he didn't know what to do, then decided to walk to see what was going on. Chance shrugged of his worries for going home right now, his parents didn't care, he was a good kid, and they trusted him.
Chance leaned out of the door for a peek when he saw the jock beating up a small kid. Chance knew who he was the school geek "Larry King" it wasn't his fault just his name. Most everyone made fun of him cause of his name and the fact that he was a bookworm. Chance vaulted forward he didn't like seeing people get picked on. This was just wrong three on one was massive a handicap, not to mention it was the quarterback and two linemen.
Chance stop a few feet away as they kicked Larry and said "Jason stop that, what'd he do to you guys". Jason grinned at the two linemen Gary and Mark, and then replied "He did nothing he was just in the math class alone and we dragged him out he, he was getting smart with us". Chance though "duh he's a genius and you're an idiot jock who won't get anywhere after high school" chance though it wise not to say that. He started to come up with his retort when he heard Jason kick Larry again as Larry whimpered in anguish. Chance lurched forward and said his fist fling up shaking "I said stop that Jason, what do you think the coach is gonna say when he finds out". Jason, Gary, and Mark sniggered at the same time as Jason said, "The coach isn't going to do anything he told us we should 'relieve some stress' " Jason kicked him again. Chance snarled "I said stop that now let him go or you will be sorry" his fist started to glow a purplish black, chance didn't notice he was to mad. Jason saw and took it the geek had given Chance some sideshow lighting "And what are you gonna do? Bright light me". Chanced slung his fist forward not understanding or caring what Jason said. Jason didn't think he would really hit him he was the quarter back, what was a little track runner going to do. The blow connected with his face and the purple energy went away Jason's mass absorbing it. Jason's body started to get heavy, and he felt like he was going to collapse. Jason tried to throw a counter strike but when he did he lost his balance, his body gave way. He slammed into the ground hard with a loud yelp. Larry scuttled to his feet grabbing his broken glasses, running off in the other direction. Gary and Mark looked at each other bewildered, and they ran off two. Jason tried to look up yelling "I'll get you for this Reynolds I'll get for this, watch yourself tomorrow cause I'm comin' for you". Chance turned his hands shaking, not from fear of Jason, but fear of what he did. This wasn't human he knew it wasn't and he knew no one would look at him the same after this, so he dashed off.
He told himself all he needed was some time to think to be alone and then it would all blow over. No one would care would they? He didn't know, but he didn't stop running, he was panting when he stopped at a drainpipe. He stopped for a moment and tousled threw his bag pulling out some snacks he knew he wasn't suppose to eat them. [not because he would get fat just because, the coach told him not too] But he didn't care right now he needed something to calm his nerves. He sighed wondering what would happen now that he had this ability, was it a gift or a curse he could not tell, at least not at this point.