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It was a rainy day in Nexus City, but this day would be different; this would be the day of a monumental event...
Chapter 1 Edit
Cling! Cling! The swords sounded like bells as they hit each other blow after blow. "Take this!" shouted Wafflnator. "Ugh!" the wind was knocked out of me as the training sword hit me hard in the chest. "Wafflnator wins!" Shouted our training coach. "Better luck next time?" Wafflnator offered me his hand to help me up. "Yeah, whatever." I got up myself.
I walked out of the combat training arena as the class started making fun of me again "Haha what a loser!" they all shouted. I had dealt with this every combat training class. But today was the last straw. I walked home in frustration due to the rain. "WHY DOES EVERYONE MAKE FUN OF ME!" I screamed and kicked a tree as hard as i could. Just then a glowing purple car pulled up beside me on the curb, a person that looked like a ninja in glowing purple clothes jumped out, grabbed me and hauled me into the van. What happened next was all a blur........
Chapter 2 Edit
I woke up in what seemed to be a few hours. A man in a black top hat was standing there, watching over me. "Wha? Who are you?" I said drowsily. "I am your new teacher, my name is Baron Typhonus," said the man in the top hat. "What if I don't want you to be my teacher? Where is my home? Where are my parents?" I sat up. "All of your questions will be answered in time. For now lets answer some basics. You have two options: either stay here with me, or I will turn you into a stromling, one of my evil creatures."
"Why me? Why was I chosen?"
"I've been watching you for quite sometime now, your anger, your rage, you would make a great apprentice."
I sat there in silence, thinking this over. "Fine, I'll be your apprentice..."