Chapter 3

Karma woke up from the giant sleepover, he looked out the window, realized he still didn't know what time it is because he can't judge time by the sun's position and then looked at the wall next to the window which had a clock on it, it read 6:59, not to bad if I say so myself, Karma saw the clock shift and it then read 7:00 a-

"WAKE UP YOUNG HUNTERS!"

Karma sprung up, or at least attempted to, but he was still in his sleeping so he just ended up floundering around, the that had been asleep were now all on high alert, Karma located the speaker to be a barrel-chested man with brown hair and a glorious mustache on his face, both of which had streaks of grey in them, he was semi-short but with his age Karma assumed he was a teacher.

Karma untangled himself from his sleeping bag and went into what he assumed were the lockers and took a shower and then dressed himself in loose pants and a white t-shirt and then followed the signs into the hogwarts dining area, I mean, totally original cafeteria place. Karma got some eggs, toast, and an orange juice and sat down at one of the empty tables, Karma had had some friends at his high school yet none of them were aspiring hunters, hell, he still didn't know why he decided fighting evil monster of satan sounded like an attractive job to him, oh wait, now he remembers, to make a shit ton of money and cart it back to the fam, that is why he brother was going into medicine, that and because he wanted to deal with his parent's disease himself, even though that wasn't entirely ethical. Mom and dad worked so hard to raise us, they moved away because they didn't want to be a burden on our lives, yet for all they have done for us we just want to return the favor, the disease is unknown and the Evans family didn't have a lot of money to begin with anyway. I wonder how long it will take for us to make money, I wonder how much longer they can last. Damn, Karma thought, enough with the depressing shit. And as if on cue, a couple of familiar faces started heading towards his table.

Emma and Alex from last night were heading towards him, well, Alex was dragging Emma.

"Hiyah, I couldn't help but notice that you were sat all alone here looked sadly at that piece of toast so I decided to come over as a sort of peace offering," Alex said, staring straight into Karma's bored looking eyes.

"Ok."

"Cool cool, this is Emma, she came her of her own violation to tell her that she is super sorry for attempting to murder you."

Karma could now see them in proper light and he noticed some thing, first, he was indeed taller than both of them, although barely taller than Alex, who looked around 5'6" and had short blonde hair that reached a little past her shoulders and was put into a single braind she also had tanned skin, not black, but a healthy beach tan. Emma, on the other tan, looked about 5'3" and had black hair that reached the small of her back, she had pale skin, and freckles. They both had althletic bodies, practically required for any hunter-trainee, yet they both appeared to have flexible strength, much like himself, with corded arms that had muscle, but not body builder muscle.

"I did not come here of my own violation for the record!" Stated Emma matter-of-factly, "Although I am sorry about ramming you last night."

"It's fine, my Aura took care of most of it."

"Yeah, well, I still wanted to apologize."

"Sure."

"Sooooo." Alex lamely entered herself into their dying conversation, "What is your story."

"That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard anyone say," Karma responded, Emma nodding along beside him.

"Well I don't know, I just wanted to spice things up, I'm just bored and wondering when this is going to start."

As if on cue, the loud speakers rang out with the same voice from the sleepover hall, "All new students, head to the locker rooms and prepare yourself for MORTAL KOMBAT!"

When Karma's ears stopped ringing he headed over to the locker rooms and changed into dark athletic pants and put an unzipped jacket on over his shirt without the hood up and started wrapping his hands with thin white cloth. He looked at the other fighters and saw Alex with light blue pants and a padded leather tunic, she then pulled out a single edged 12" dirk and a belt which she wrapped around her waist that had little pods in it. Emma, who had her locker next to Alex's pulled on a pink tank top and turquoise short shorts, she also put on boots that were black with steel soles and had tubing on the sides filled with some substance, then she pulled out a long barreled rifle with a scope on the top.

Karma wasn't that surprised at the sight of weapons and shit like that, but this looked like expensive stuff. Karma nearly forgot to grab his new pistol as well but at the last second he caught sight of it in the corner of his locker and strapped the holster around his right thigh and slid the gun in, it fit nicely and he jumped up and down a little to test it and yet the gun fit snugly, he also felt that it didn't impede his movement too much and was satisfied with it.

He looked around a little more and saw a tall muscular back and had to crane his neck up a little to see his face, which he felt annoyed doing, the guy was a cocoa brown color and 6 feet tall, he donned himself in some steel armor, although he wasn't loaded down by it, he also had what looked like a lance in his hands and his booming voice was evident as he talked to a fellow dude bro.

Damn, Karma thought, this is going to be a tough year.

Okay, next chapter initiation, also I am happy to accept any OCs and stuff, but yeah, coolio.