A/N: Hey I'm back. After reading chapter 2 of Mystery Hunters story Frozen Nightmares (which is related to Final Chapter) I am inspired to write some more. Plz send characters. If you've already sent a character thank you and I hope I can get to your characters in either this chapter or the next. See chapter 1 for warnings.
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Mark left the room, his head swimming with everything that had just happened. He began walking around the school which was a large and, as he guessed, very expensive building. He walked until he found the cafeteria. It was huge, it had to be at least the size of an Olympic swimming pool. He hadn't noticed how hungry he was until he saw all the students leaving the food line with trays filled with danishes, muffins, bowls of cereal, french toast, and an array of other breakfast items including some rather foreign fruits. He wondered how the students could afford what looked like five-star restaurant worthy food, but then he saw the menu and noticed that none of the items on it had prices next to them, everything was free.
Mark slowly walked to the end of the line for food, his eyes focused on the tables filled with eating teenagers. He was so distracted he didn't notice the girl until he walked into her. Turning to apologize he saw that she had black skin, but not black like one would think when talking about skin, this was full-out pencil crayon black skin. She also had large white wings and short black hair with red eyes. Twisting and crossing across her black skin were thin white lines that Mark realized her tatoos.
Whoa, freaky chick, Mark thought.
"Who the hell do you think you are punk?" the girl screamed in his face. "Look at what you did you idiot!"
The girl pointed to her feet. Mark looked down and saw a black tray with food lying on the floor at his feet. Then it came to him, he had knocked the girl's breakfast out of her hands and onto the floor. When Mark looked back up he saw that people were starting to stare at the two of them.
"Uh-oh, he just made Quinn mad," one kid whispered.
"New guy's so dead," muttered another girl.
"No," her friend whispered. "Quinn's not gonna kill the kid, she might put him in a coma though."
"Well," the black skined girl said "aren't you gonna apologize and offer to go get me some more food?"
"O-Oh, s-sorry. I'll go get you some more food," Mark stammered, turning around to go back to the food line.
"Hey, new kid!" the girl yelled after him "You don't even know what I want." Mark turned around and looked at her. "Get me a blueberry muffin, a strawberry yogurt, an apple, a lemon danish and a large, make that extra large, black some food for yourself too, you're too skinny to go train with. Oh, and bring it to my table. I'm sitting over at the back with the guy with the goofy smile, the girl with the music note tattoo, and the tall guy."
Mark walked into the food line. He got the girl exactly what she had asked for and he got a tray of food for himself, consisting of a ham and cheese omlette, five pieces of bacon, six breakfast sausages, a pancake, an apple, a strawberry danish and a large double double coffee.
"I've been walking for over a month with limited food, I deserve to spoil myself a little," Mark muttered to himself, as he walked to the girl's table at the back of the cafeteria. "Plus I'm starving."
When Mark arrived at the table it wasn't what he'd imagine a cafeteria table to be: it had four chairs and a black and red table cloth, the kind of table you'd see in a fancy restaurant.
Mark looked at the other people at the table: a tallish boy with a thin and slightly bony yet still cute face. He looked to be a few inches taller than Mark's 5'8, with spiked up brown hair and hazel eyes and a huge smile on his face. He was wearing a light blue, long sleeve H&M shirt, jeans which nicely showed off his slim body, and red Converse. Mark thought he was cute. The other girl besides Quinn was a tall girl with long beautiful black hair, tanned skin and emerald eyesShe was wearing a tight V-neck shirt which showed off her curves perfectly and skinny jeans with rhinestone studs on the back pockets. Mark's first impression of her was that she was hot and she knew how to dress to show it off. The other boy was really tall, he must've been at least 6'7 and he was extremely muscular. He was wearing a white muscle shirt and baggy jeans. He was tanned with black hair and blue eyes. The first word that came to Mark's mind was the same as when he saw the tan girl: hot.
The shorter boy jumped up and took Quinn's tray out of Mark's hands and put it in front of Quinn, who muttered a thanks. He then proceeded to take Mark's tray and put it in the only empty place at the table, smiling the entire time.
The boy stuck out his hand, still beaming. "I'm Jake Kitchener, you can call me Jake or Kitchie if you want, everyone does, except teachers who insist on calling me Mr. Kitchener no matter how many times I try telling them not too, ooh unless we're on missions where I'm called Glue. Anyways what's your name?" he said all in one breath.
"I'm Mark Rivers," Mark replied. "I'm new here, I just got here today"
Mark tried to match the other boy's smile as he shook his hand but it just wasn't possible. Jake sat down and the girl stood up.
"I'm Neriah Rennisance, or Firebomb." She smiled sweetly and casually held her hand out. She wasn't as enthusiastic as Jake had been but she was at least cheery.
Mark reached out and shook her hand before sitting down next to the girl he'd bumped into earlier. As he did the other boy started talking
"I'm Billy Jones, they call me Dice," the older boy said with a stoic smile on his face.
"Nice to meet you all," Mark said smiling. For the first time in a long time he was truly happy. "So what were you talking about before I got here?"
"Music," the short-haired girl murmured
Mark started eating, taking a bite of his omlette. As he did he looked at what the others were eating, Jake was eating a bowl of Fruit Loops and three pancakes covered in maple syrup.
That explains why he was so hyper, Mark thought.
Neriah was eating a carrot muffin, a chocolate chip granola bar and a fruit salad.
That's probably how she keeps her nice form.
Billy had a ham and cheese omlett, six pieces of bacon, five sausages, two pieces of ham, and a stack of peanut butter toast. A meal filled with protein.
"So," Mark said "What kinds of music do you guys listen to? I personally like Paramore, Green Day, Linkin Park and the Script."
"Anything I can work out to," Billy replied "How about you Quinn?"
Quinn looked up at the sound of her name. "I like The Postal Service, Fallout Boy, Death Cab For Cutie, Metric and Muse."
"Excuse me, I hate to interrupt but Mark I have something here for you," Natasha Dugan said, walking up to the table. In her right hand she held an envelope.
Mark took the envelope from her and she returned to the teachers table. He opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper with a number written in pen on the top: 167. Under the number was a list that looked like a schedule. It read:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Monday Math English Science Visual Arts Drama History Training
Tuesday Geography Phys. Ed Spanish Music French English Training
Wednesday English MathScienceHome. Ec Human-Mutant Relations Training
Thursday Religion Science Drama Spanish English Training
Friday Computer Class French Math English Team Training
"Hey, what's the paper say Mark?" Jake asked, snatching the piece of paper out of Marks hand. "167, I think that's your room number." His smile grew, if that was even possible."That's my room number! I guess me and Mark are gonna be roommates. Let's see, hey, you've got team training at the same time as the rest of us. I guess you're in our squad. Let's see, you have English with me and Quinn everyday, and you're in both of my drama classes and Billy's classes, and Neriah's Science class on Wednesdays and her Home. Ec class. Ooh and Quinn's Human-Mutant Relations class and her French classes."
"Have you memorized all their schedules?" Mark asked Jake.
"Yup," Jake replied making a popping sound on the P. "I have a photographic memory and now I've memorized your schedule too."
"Is he always like this?" Mark mouthed to Neriah
"Pretty much," Neriah mouthed back.
They'd all finished their meals and were just sitting and talking by this point.
"Come on Mark I'll show you our room," Jake said grabbing Mark's hand and dragging him to the hallway.
Jake dragged Mark all the way to their room and pulled out his key and opened the door. Mark walked in and gasped. The room was amazing. The walls were painted a light green, just barely noticeable, the floors were hardwood and there were two queen sized beds on either side of the room. Mark noticed that one of the beds was completely untouched. Each of the beds had a bookshelf and a dresser next to them. The entire back wall was a window that looked out to the massive backyard of the school. The backyard had a huge garden and two fountains along with a giant lawn which was completely empty. The backyard was even more beautiful then the room.
Mark kept walking around the room and looked in the dresser on his side to see that all the clothes he had packed in his duffel bag were folded and put away. Mark opened the door at the end of his bed and entered into a bathroom with a giant bathtub/shower, a double sink and a toilet right next to the tub. Mark looked around the huge bathroom, noting that there was two of everything: toothbrushes, body wash, shampoo, conditioner and toothpaste. It was the perfect shared bathroom.
"Oh, crap!" Jake exclaimed looking at the clock. "I've gotta go, first period's gonna start soon. Just hang out in the room until fifth period, it's right after lunch. Meet me and the guys in the caf after lunch and we can walk to English together. K, Bye"
Jake ran out of the room before Mark could say a word. Mark looked around the room and decided to take a shower. Afterwards he laid down on his bed and pulled Eldest off his bookshelf and started reading. Before he'd even finished the first chapter he'd fallen asleep.
Mark was woken up almost four hours later at 12:55 by Jake running in and yelling at him to wake up.
"Get up Mark, it's almost fifth period! We gotta get moving!" Jake yelled right into his ear.
"Ok, I'm up I'm up," Mark groaned, standing up "So where do we have to go for English?"
"We're lucky, It's just down the hall," Jake said "Now let's get moving."
Mark stood up and got ready to leave before stopping to look at himself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. He saw his messy long black hair, his black hoodie and his denim jeans. He steppeded a little closer and looked at his dark blue, almost black eyes. They had bags under them from his lack of sleep.
Mark and Jake ran down the hall and through the door of the English room just as the bell rang. Ms. Dugan was sitting at her desk. When the boys ran is she stood up.
"Ah, Mark and Jake, so nice of you to join us." She turned to the class as Mark and Jake sat down at the table where Quinn was sitting. "Today we'll be discussing Shakespeare," Ms. Dugan said.
The class was actually quite were acting out scenes from A MidSummer Nights Dreama and since they just started that day they were reenacting Act 1 Scene 1 from the play. Mark was called up to the front to play Theseus, Jake to play Lysander and Quinn to play Hermia.
After English Jake, Mark and Quinn walked together to the Danger Room in the basement. They were joined by Ms. Dugan, who was their squad leader, and they met Billy and Neriah outside the History classroom. They all walked together to the basement. When they reached the danger room Ms. Dugan inserted a card into the door and it opened revealing the empty room.
"Before we can begin training everyone in the group needs to have a codename. As long as we're here I'm Hack, Neriah's Firebomb, Jake's Glue, Billy's Dice, Quinn's Nightmare and Mark, who you are?"
Mark replied with a calm, certain voice "Call me WeaponMaster."
A/N: Hi everyone, sorry for the cliffie at the end. I hope you enjoyed about the schedule. It was better in the rough copy but then i uploaded it and it got messed up and i tried to fix it. If you need it i can just send you it all in words. Tell me if you need. Please send me characters. I've used every character I have already and need more. Cookies go to StormyNightengale, anon, Inazuma-Hokusaki, Mystery Hunter, Jakeeboi13 and myself. Oh and a note to Inazuma-Hokusaki, if you could send me your character in the proper format that would be much appreciated, here's the proper format for you and anyone else who wants to send me a character:
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Next Time: Mark and his group train, Mark sees his teammates powers and more.