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Roberto's story
Roberto de Costa had lived his whole life in Rio de Janeiro, he was by no means from a rich family, and in fact he lived in one of the most run down areas of the city. Roberto did however go to one if not the best school in the area, he had earned a scholarship through his soccer skills, and in fact Roberto was one of the best soccer players in the city and would without a doubt play for Brazil one day.
Roberto woke up and walked to his balcony overlooking Rio, he yawned and took in a deep breath air filling his lungs as he stretched his well toned body. He went back into the room he shared with Jason, Jason wasn't exactly a friend actually they didn't like one another. Jason was best friends with Victor Jones, Jones hated Roberto and Roberto hated Jones. Roberto hated Jones because he didn't care about others, thought he was better then everyone else because he was rich but mostly because he was a racist. Jones hated Roberto because he was more popular, a better soccer player, poor and mostly because he was black.
'Get out of my way .' Jason mumbled a racist term under his breath as he pushed Roberto onto his bed as he moved into the bathroom.
Roberto had to hold himself back as he was fuming, he wanted to jump on Jason and throw him from the window, Roberto was like that he had a notoriously short temper.
Minutes later Jason slowly and carefully opened the door, peaking out he half expected Roberto to be there kicking him with soccer boots on. He took a deep sigh of relief when Roberto was gone and so was his soccer kit, he must have gone for practise Jason thought to himself. He methodically began going through Roberto's draws looking for something valuable, he found nothing probably because Roberto was sick of being stolen from and hid everything well. Jason finished drying himself and walked to his own draws to get some underwear, he opened the draw and found nothing, next nothing. Jason quickly searched every draw and his wardrobe looking for clothes and could find nothing. A loud thump draws his attention to the soccer ball on the balcony, he picks it up and looks over to the school pool where he could see Roberto smiling, in the pool floated all his clothes. Jason was angry as hell as he watched Roberto nearly split a side laughing.
Jason grabbed the ball and threw it at Roberto, Roberto caught it on his foot and started to kick it into the air repeatedly mocking Jason. Jason suddenly smiled as Victor came running up behind Roberto and pushed him into the pool. Roberto swam to the surface drenched.
'See you at training second class.' Yelled Vic as he ran off, he knew calling Roberto second class really got him angry because it really did make him feel like a second class citizen.
Roberto swam to the side of the pool fuming, he was as angry now as he ever had been, it was time to get even but if he had one more demerit for fighting he would be out of the school, he needed to be at that school for all his and his families dreams for him to come true.
A couple of days later Roberto had it all planned out, it was his master plan for revenge, his friends thought it was a little over the top but he didn't care it was all to happen the next day, the day of the inter house cup. The inter house cup was an event which happened every year 5-aside soccer, each of the four houses field a team, Roberto and Vic were in different houses and it was almost certain as the best two players on the best two teams they would end up in the final against one another. Roberto was going to teach him a lesson.
The day of the big tournament came as predicted both teams made it to the final, Roberto's friends had talked to him and he promised he'd give Vic another chance to redeem himself before Roberto went and did something he would regret.
'Hey Vic I want to apologize for all the things I've done to you. Lets just put everything behind us and start fresh.' Roberto held his hand out smiling like an idiot in a gesture of good will. Vic looked at him and inspected his hand looking for a trick, he slapped Roberto's hand away full force 'Go to hell second class.' Spit Victor in the way he always does.
'I was hoping you'd say that.' smirked as he grabbed hold of Vic's shirt and pushed him into the dirty laundry room barricading the door.
An hour later Roberto stood on the half way line waiting for the coin flip, the opposition coach was almost crying because Victor wasn't there, he ran over and began to plead with the ref who gave him ten more minutes. Roberto smiled as he trotted over to the bench.
'I tell you Rob, if Vic doesn't turn up we are guaranteed to win and you are guaranteed to be picked for the Brazil's under 18 squad.' The coach began to build up his confidence, Roberto couldn't help feeling bad what he did may not have seemed that bad but just as much as it was his dream it was Victor's dream too both would have given anything to make the dream come true. Roberto had prangs of guilt that he couldn't ignore it wasn't about Vic it was about him, he would beat Vic on the pitch that would be enough and he wouldn't feel comfortable if he couldn't win without cheating.
'I'll be back in a minute coach.' yelled Roberto as he darted off, his friends smiled because they knew this would happen.
Roberto ran into the corridor where he had hidden Vic quickly un- barricading the door.
'Vic, I hope you learned your lesson because I'm letting you out so I can beat you fair and square, Vic where are you?' asked Roberto as he opened the door to be faced with an empty room.
'Behind you.' came a voice, Roberto turned coming face to face with Vic, Jason and two more of his goons. Roberto knew what was coming as he put his fists up to fight. The three goons jumped on Roberto and held him back as Victor started to viciously beating on him, blood streamed from his nose and bruises could be seen forming as he continued the beating. Vic made his goons drop him after about five minutes as they barricaded the door Vic shouted racist comments and headed for the field.
Half time rolled around quickly as Vic's team was up 2-0. Roberto's coach was going crazy almost in fits as to why Roberto disappeared and Vic showed up. His friends thought they knew what must have happened, they raced of to find their friend.
When they un-barricaded the door they were confronted with a bloody very angry Roberto standing in a trashed room, his friend Miguel began to speak 'Told you it was over the top don't you think.' Roberto stared at his friend before racing off.
60 minutes into the match Roberto scored, again 80 minutes in drawing the score the second half had been full of elbows and hacking between Roberto and Vic. Injury time was added because of this in the 93rd minute it came down to Roberto running for the goal with Vic trying to stop him, Rob dodges him once, twice and gets the ball into the box, Vic dives taking Roberto's legs out from underneath him, Roberto gets up and gets straight in Vic's face.
'What the hell was that jackass?' asks Roberto.
'I was putting you in your place scum.' replies Vic 'people like you don't deserve to be in this school.'
The ref blows the whistle for a penalty as the boys continue to argue 'What does that mean?' asks Roberto.
'You know what it means second class.' Roberto had become very angry and actually very aware of the sun. 'you are a dirty little Nig..' Vic never got to finish as suddenly Roberto exploded into flames as he thrust his arm towards Vic sending him from one box to the other side of the pitch into the goal post knocking him out. Roberto looked at his hands which had burst into flames and were burnt black, Roberto began to scream as the spectators including his family watched onwards horrified. Roberto amazingly rose into the air screaming, he rose quickly before he passed out falling 30 feet to the floor.
Hours late Roberto woke up in a hospital his head spinning, he is alone and the curtains are closed, he can't remember how he got there, he stepped out of bed and steps to the dark heavy curtains which stopped all light, opening them he suddenly felt very strange again he looked at his hands again he was fine. Roberto sighed with relief, he turned when he heard a door open and his parents came in, his mother hugged him and his father placed a hand on his shoulder. 'This is Professor Xavier he wishes to speak with you.' Xavier is wheeled in by Storm.
The next day Xavier wipes the minds of those who saw the event 'this is becoming a hobby of mine.' He smirked at Storm as Roberto packed up his life into boxes ready to move.
'Roberto I hope you don't mind but we have another stop in Brazil we must attend to in Nova Roma.
Roberto's story
Roberto de Costa had lived his whole life in Rio de Janeiro, he was by no means from a rich family, and in fact he lived in one of the most run down areas of the city. Roberto did however go to one if not the best school in the area, he had earned a scholarship through his soccer skills, and in fact Roberto was one of the best soccer players in the city and would without a doubt play for Brazil one day.
Roberto woke up and walked to his balcony overlooking Rio, he yawned and took in a deep breath air filling his lungs as he stretched his well toned body. He went back into the room he shared with Jason, Jason wasn't exactly a friend actually they didn't like one another. Jason was best friends with Victor Jones, Jones hated Roberto and Roberto hated Jones. Roberto hated Jones because he didn't care about others, thought he was better then everyone else because he was rich but mostly because he was a racist. Jones hated Roberto because he was more popular, a better soccer player, poor and mostly because he was black.
'Get out of my way .' Jason mumbled a racist term under his breath as he pushed Roberto onto his bed as he moved into the bathroom.
Roberto had to hold himself back as he was fuming, he wanted to jump on Jason and throw him from the window, Roberto was like that he had a notoriously short temper.
Minutes later Jason slowly and carefully opened the door, peaking out he half expected Roberto to be there kicking him with soccer boots on. He took a deep sigh of relief when Roberto was gone and so was his soccer kit, he must have gone for practise Jason thought to himself. He methodically began going through Roberto's draws looking for something valuable, he found nothing probably because Roberto was sick of being stolen from and hid everything well. Jason finished drying himself and walked to his own draws to get some underwear, he opened the draw and found nothing, next nothing. Jason quickly searched every draw and his wardrobe looking for clothes and could find nothing. A loud thump draws his attention to the soccer ball on the balcony, he picks it up and looks over to the school pool where he could see Roberto smiling, in the pool floated all his clothes. Jason was angry as hell as he watched Roberto nearly split a side laughing.
Jason grabbed the ball and threw it at Roberto, Roberto caught it on his foot and started to kick it into the air repeatedly mocking Jason. Jason suddenly smiled as Victor came running up behind Roberto and pushed him into the pool. Roberto swam to the surface drenched.
'See you at training second class.' Yelled Vic as he ran off, he knew calling Roberto second class really got him angry because it really did make him feel like a second class citizen.
Roberto swam to the side of the pool fuming, he was as angry now as he ever had been, it was time to get even but if he had one more demerit for fighting he would be out of the school, he needed to be at that school for all his and his families dreams for him to come true.
A couple of days later Roberto had it all planned out, it was his master plan for revenge, his friends thought it was a little over the top but he didn't care it was all to happen the next day, the day of the inter house cup. The inter house cup was an event which happened every year 5-aside soccer, each of the four houses field a team, Roberto and Vic were in different houses and it was almost certain as the best two players on the best two teams they would end up in the final against one another. Roberto was going to teach him a lesson.
The day of the big tournament came as predicted both teams made it to the final, Roberto's friends had talked to him and he promised he'd give Vic another chance to redeem himself before Roberto went and did something he would regret.
'Hey Vic I want to apologize for all the things I've done to you. Lets just put everything behind us and start fresh.' Roberto held his hand out smiling like an idiot in a gesture of good will. Vic looked at him and inspected his hand looking for a trick, he slapped Roberto's hand away full force 'Go to hell second class.' Spit Victor in the way he always does.
'I was hoping you'd say that.' smirked as he grabbed hold of Vic's shirt and pushed him into the dirty laundry room barricading the door.
An hour later Roberto stood on the half way line waiting for the coin flip, the opposition coach was almost crying because Victor wasn't there, he ran over and began to plead with the ref who gave him ten more minutes. Roberto smiled as he trotted over to the bench.
'I tell you Rob, if Vic doesn't turn up we are guaranteed to win and you are guaranteed to be picked for the Brazil's under 18 squad.' The coach began to build up his confidence, Roberto couldn't help feeling bad what he did may not have seemed that bad but just as much as it was his dream it was Victor's dream too both would have given anything to make the dream come true. Roberto had prangs of guilt that he couldn't ignore it wasn't about Vic it was about him, he would beat Vic on the pitch that would be enough and he wouldn't feel comfortable if he couldn't win without cheating.
'I'll be back in a minute coach.' yelled Roberto as he darted off, his friends smiled because they knew this would happen.
Roberto ran into the corridor where he had hidden Vic quickly un- barricading the door.
'Vic, I hope you learned your lesson because I'm letting you out so I can beat you fair and square, Vic where are you?' asked Roberto as he opened the door to be faced with an empty room.
'Behind you.' came a voice, Roberto turned coming face to face with Vic, Jason and two more of his goons. Roberto knew what was coming as he put his fists up to fight. The three goons jumped on Roberto and held him back as Victor started to viciously beating on him, blood streamed from his nose and bruises could be seen forming as he continued the beating. Vic made his goons drop him after about five minutes as they barricaded the door Vic shouted racist comments and headed for the field.
Half time rolled around quickly as Vic's team was up 2-0. Roberto's coach was going crazy almost in fits as to why Roberto disappeared and Vic showed up. His friends thought they knew what must have happened, they raced of to find their friend.
When they un-barricaded the door they were confronted with a bloody very angry Roberto standing in a trashed room, his friend Miguel began to speak 'Told you it was over the top don't you think.' Roberto stared at his friend before racing off.
60 minutes into the match Roberto scored, again 80 minutes in drawing the score the second half had been full of elbows and hacking between Roberto and Vic. Injury time was added because of this in the 93rd minute it came down to Roberto running for the goal with Vic trying to stop him, Rob dodges him once, twice and gets the ball into the box, Vic dives taking Roberto's legs out from underneath him, Roberto gets up and gets straight in Vic's face.
'What the hell was that jackass?' asks Roberto.
'I was putting you in your place scum.' replies Vic 'people like you don't deserve to be in this school.'
The ref blows the whistle for a penalty as the boys continue to argue 'What does that mean?' asks Roberto.
'You know what it means second class.' Roberto had become very angry and actually very aware of the sun. 'you are a dirty little Nig..' Vic never got to finish as suddenly Roberto exploded into flames as he thrust his arm towards Vic sending him from one box to the other side of the pitch into the goal post knocking him out. Roberto looked at his hands which had burst into flames and were burnt black, Roberto began to scream as the spectators including his family watched onwards horrified. Roberto amazingly rose into the air screaming, he rose quickly before he passed out falling 30 feet to the floor.
Hours late Roberto woke up in a hospital his head spinning, he is alone and the curtains are closed, he can't remember how he got there, he stepped out of bed and steps to the dark heavy curtains which stopped all light, opening them he suddenly felt very strange again he looked at his hands again he was fine. Roberto sighed with relief, he turned when he heard a door open and his parents came in, his mother hugged him and his father placed a hand on his shoulder. 'This is Professor Xavier he wishes to speak with you.' Xavier is wheeled in by Storm.
The next day Xavier wipes the minds of those who saw the event 'this is becoming a hobby of mine.' He smirked at Storm as Roberto packed up his life into boxes ready to move.
'Roberto I hope you don't mind but we have another stop in Brazil we must attend to in Nova Roma.