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Wednesday Morning.
Bren is making his way to their classroom through the basketball court when he met two familiar students.
Those two students are the other two who are in Tyson's gang. Bren wondered why they are not together and where is Tyson and the other one.
Seeing Bren, the two immediately stopped in their tracks not knowing what to do. Bren who saw their weird behavior instead of their usual arrogant sides just laughed inside his head.
As Bren is getting close to them, he noticed some bruises on their arms. He remembered what he did yesterday and thought that he went too far.
'Whatever, as long as they will not discover who really I am.'
"So, where is Tyson and your other friend?" Bren asked them in a friendly manner.
The two who heard him didn't know if they should answer or not. Bren felt annoyed as they just stayed silent so he decided to intimidate them.
"If you will not answer me, I'll make sure that you will not only get some mere bruises. I'm a taekwondo player when I was young, so answer me before I cripple the both of you." Bren thought that he should make up a lie on why he became a fighter .
"Tyson didn't come to school today, and for our friend, well.... he .. he still can't walk properly so he needs time to rest." One of the two answered as he tried his best to talk properly.
Bren can't clearly remember what he had done since he fought too quick. He even wondered on how did he hit the three. He also regretted not hitting Tyson with at least one punch.
Bren just walked pass by them and proceeded to the room. The two who are left finally can breath properly. They felt like they had just seen a human who at the same time, a demon who should not be provided.
"Jeez, I never thought Bren is that kind of a guy."
"Yeah, he seems like a lunatic now."
"I'll make sure I will not annoy him from now on."
"I also wish Tyson will not make things harder for us."
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Literature Club.
It is break time, and few of the members of the Literature club room are gathered inside the club room to discuss their initial plan for the month of January.
"The school Principal gave us opportunity to continue this club by not disbanding this club. So we also need to make some accomplishments in order for this club to continue its life in this school. Make sure that all members are gathered here tomorrow afternoon so we will have a meeting. That's all for now."
Amethyst, the president closed her eyes after speaking. She was tired and sleepy since she spent most of her time last night finishing her homeworks and project. Her hair was a bit messy and her face lacked vitality. Despite all of these, she still looks so pretty and her messy hair only added to her charm. If Bren or even Jay is here, then they will surely get aroused at such sight.
The other members left the room but Crystal didn't immediately get out. She noticed that their president is tired and she was worried.
"President, you look so lifeless. Is there any problem?"
Amethyst opened her eyes when she heard the voice.
"Oh, why didn't you go Crystal, you'll be late. Don't worry about me. I just slept late last night because of studying. But I will be alright after a good sleep tonight." Amethyst then stood up to do some stretching.
"Okay. Then, I'll leave you now. See you tomorrow." Crystal the stood up also to head out.
"Okay, thanks for you concern. Just make sure to notify the other first year students for our meeting tomorrow."
Crystal nodded and got out from the room. She them remembered Jay who according to Bren, is been absent for three days now together with Mar and Natalie. She wondered when he will come to school.
Just thinking of Jay made her heart beats father. She can't forget that day when she first saw him and even hugged him during the recruiting for club members. She doesn't know why, but she really had a crush on him.
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At the mountains.
Mardez felt his body go weak as he sat and leaned his body on a tree trunk. Blood is currently flowing from his eyes while waiting for Xander to bring something warm to put on his head and eyes. The trio is also looking at him and they are also very tired as sweats covered their bodies.
"Me. Mardez, you shouldn't do this again unless necessary. Your eyesight might get weak also."
Mardez just smiled. "Since when did my eyesight get weak. Don't worry, I'll even maximize the use of my ability if it means helping you get stronger."
Xander then came and wiped the blood on Mardez's face.
Their training was finished and they'll be going home after their lunch. It was tiring and hard, but the trio felt that their bodies became stronger. Added to that their weekly trainings, they will surely become better when the time comes.
First, they prepared their minds when Mardez told them to reminisce their past when they became phenomenals. Mardez was relieved when it was a success since he felt like his words will not have much effects on the trio.
They asked him why they had to thinks of their past, but Mardez just told the lm that is is important. The trio just go with the flow as they didn't want to think more of those times.
It was too painful to think about it.
Then after that, they started their physical training. Bullet dodging, sparring and chasings through the woods are what they have done. But the training was different since Xander and Mardez assisted them using their abilities.
It was at this time that Mardez used his ability to the max that his eyes shed blood. His eyesight became like that of an advanced camera where his eyes performed other things that normal human eyesight can't do. He used it during shootings where he used two toy guns to simultaneously shoot while the trio dodged the bullets. The bullets aren't real but we're made of molded soft rubbers. But they still hurt.
Plus with that is the agility and quick fighting skills of Xander, the trio sure had a hard time. They were also forced to do some weird things but they didn't complain. They had done some many more things and now, it is time to go home.
"Let's first take some pictures of us."
"Yeah, send it to me through Facebook."
"Let's also take photos on our way back home."