Ch.1

The train station

Lazily waiting around, waiting for the next blue train to come, I began to get uncomfortable by all the crowds of people waiting as well. While the guards in blue and gold uniform tried their best to keep our classes from intermingling with the rest of the of wating passengers. A large group of middle school 8th graders, which could probably be the worst age group to look after. Especially when their all egard to leave home for a whole 3 weeks to go on a graduation field trip across the world to a popular library/museum.

Sound pretty lame, I know-

But not for all the book loving and knowledge hungry nerds, heck, I even forgot what made the place so special in the first place. That's how tired I am of standing around, in their ice cold room full of all kinds of unwanted people. Well, expect for one person, and possibly even my only friend besides my older sister back at home.

And his name is Soulo, he had that goth an emo look going on with a constant sad look on his face. But, hes all around a good guy in my opinion. Just kind of a loner that's pretty much always covered in gloom every single moments of the day.

Oh, and as for me, my name is Brain- I really dont have much of any kind of special looks, besides being a normal blonde with blue eyes and pale skin.

But now, enough about me, since I'm pretty plain in some aspects. Mainly within the skills and fighting category. Pretty weak to be honest, or at least I think I am..

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A few more hours later of waiting with this class of horror, the train (well technically a maglev or a magnetic levitation train) finally came through, with a banner with that said "Graduating class of Ulsa Water middle school".

Which the sight of caused the class to cheer, but the people around us groaned and growled in frustration that they had to wait for another maglev to come on through.

But, sucks to be them because I get to finally sit down in first class cart!

Wooo!! And I would be jumping up in excitement since we finally get to leave, but if I do that, I'll most likely fall down face first into the tile floor out of exhaustion. Dont want to start a nearly week long maglev ride with a broken nose, do we?

I think not!

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Now, all I have to do is give the stamping gaurd my ticket then where good to go.

As I reach my hand into my pants pocket, I could feel my heart instantly dropping out of chest and onto the floor. With the room around me dimming out with the heat of panic running up my back.

"Ah....."

The only thing could say at this very moment in time, and right before I lose my cool an go into a frantic search for my ticket. Which I will imply to you, cost roughly $250 in hard earned cash-

And now its gone.