John: (What is going on? I know that it was black just a moment ago. Maybe…. I didn't sleep enough, I guess watching some flicks during midnight is now messing with my head.)
Mari: John? Something the matter?
John had a confused expression but changed it immediately to not scare his mother.
John: No, it's nothing, uhh *points at the bus* I should get going.
Seeing that his mother was nodding her head calmly and with no worry to show, John got his bag and turned around, went straight to the bus. The bus doors opening, very close to entering, John stopped midway. Looked straight at his mother's eyes, just to see confidence and pride on her face, John felt warm inside but also sadness. Mari gave his son a happy expression with a fist pump to reassure her son, John did the same and entered the school bus with no regret or hesitation any longer.
Inside the bus, John gave the bus driver his school ID to show him he's a student and not a fake. It's been a new rule for Blackwell, to always show the ID to the bus driver now. For many years, it's been shown that many teens would do anything to enter the school, which for example, to get a fake ID to enter the school. Four years ago, there was an incident that resulted with too many teens entering the school, remember, Blackwell is a prestigious school, few can enter the school with just failing grades. So, the school decided to give each middle school in the end of senior year an exam, which consists of English, Math, Science, and History. Only by scoring around 80% you can enter the school, below that don't even think about it. John was one of the students that got 80%. Also, too be careful with any cheaters there would be each section of teachers close to each student and check on them like a hawk, with the same of double checking if it's their students taking the test and not some stranger. Lastly, the school would call each passing student to go to the middle school principal's office to receive Blackwell's uniform and ID personally. The uniform was a black polo with the edition of red kaki colored pants, it also has a special logo in the left side of the uniform, a rose, the same with the ID. The logo would prove that you're a student of Blackwell and not some fake.
The bus driver was an overweight individual rocking with a beard chop giving John a grim expression and then looked at the ID very closely, even turning the ID over checking if there was anything wrong with it. The bus driver made a clicking noise with his mouth to show his disappointment, giving a menacing look at John, giving the ID back to him.
Bus Driver: Welcome to Blackwell
John reached out to get his ID and gave a wry smile, and gave his thanks to the contemptible bus driver. John looked around to find a seat but he noticed that the bus was close to empty. Only five students were at John's sight, adding with John, there was only six students, 2 males and 3 females looking at him. One of the females called out to John with arrogance.
Females # 1: Are you going to sit down already? I don't want to be late because of you.
John scratches his head in embarrassment, told the 5 students and the bus driver that he's sorry. He started to walk through the bus but started to notice the sharp eyes that the 5 students gave him, not to mention an arrogant air to boot. So, John sat all the way to the back of the bus, seeing that the bus closed, John started to stare through the bus window. His mother giving him a wave of goodbyes while crying, the bus started to move and it didn't take long for the neighborhood he lived in for so long and his mother's appearance to looking like a small dot, and then turning into nothingness but roads. While sighing, he looked through his bag and took out his earbuds, plugged it in his smartphone and started to hear music. It felt strange to John, he started to get tired from the hours, asking himself how long it would take to be in Blackwell. Listening through his music, he looked around and each student started to do their own activities. 1 of the boys started to talk to two of the girls, seemingly flirting the three were, while the other girl that went off on John, was looking at the 3 with disgust and contempt, and started to just look through the window. The other boy was in another world, dazed, looked to the window too but also, he started to mumble something cryptic.
John: (How unique these guys are, huh.)
Saying that to himself, the dazed boy turns to look at John, and gave him a sinister smile that gave our main character the shivers. John closed his eyes with a rapid pace and listened deep through the music to try to ignore the dazed boy.
Everything went dark for John, never noticing that he fell to sleep, the dream he had this morning continued…
Jumping off the balcony, the young man landed with smooth ease to the ground, lightning hovering all over him, looking through his kingdom that looked more like a battlefield with his saddened red sparkling eyes. Ragged clothed enemies started to notice him and ran up to him with the full intent to kill, the young man raised his left arm, aiming his two close up fingers together up to the sky, and with slow speed lowered his left arm and chanted "Lightning Strike!", lighting descended from the cloudy sky at the enemy with perfect precision that it shocked all of the ragged clothed enemies. All of them screaming "Run!" with fear in their eyes, feeling that it was a horrible mistake to mess with this young fellow. Suddenly, a loud scream came from the heavens with a deep growl to add.
"Cowards! All of you bandits are disgraces to your family, clan, and ancestor!"
The cloudy dark sky disappeared in a split second shocking the young man and the ragged clothed fiends. The fiends looked up in the sky with pure passion, all of them got down on one knee and screamed in unison with respect "MY LORD!". The young man was in awe at what he has just witness and looked at the clear sky too, talking in his mind
(For those blood thirsty fiends to get down on one and show allegiance to this unknown individual. This guy…. must be strong)
The mysterious individual descended the sky with upmost grace, it felt like he was royalty, with long curly dark hair flowing down to his shoulders, a goatee to boat, the man might be around his mid-30's, onyx brown eyes, with a pale white complexion, the man must have been really popular when he was younger because he's not ugly looking. Wearing a half button dark cloak while having his left arm popping out of the middle center of cloak looking like its resting there, while wearing some type of mesh armor underneath the cloak, dark polished finger nails, wearing dark blue pants with dark boots. Landing down the ground, purple wind started to breeze loud around the mysterious man, having his cloak flap around, with a disdain look, pointing his finger to the young man and growled with his deep voice.
"King of Light, today is the day that you die."