Christopher Fox & Red Winston
Chris shivered at what Adam said. There is a number 10 in the school's power rankings? His power was considered an 8 and it was already enough to create havoc. What could a 10 do? At least it was reassuring that Adam knew about it, because, if he knew, then all of the Academy staff knew, too. That means that the person in question is at least watched and under control. Chris couldn't even imagine beating a 10 by repelling a screw to him. He actually didn't even think that he could beat a 10 with his full power. Adam had a point that rankings estimated the values of the meta-human ability only, but, on the other side, 10 is the only power class that is branded "powerful", reserved for God-knows what kind of abilities. What Chris wondered was why did Adam keep the identity of the 10 a secret? Maybe he didn't want stupid, arrogant morons to challenge the said 10 all the time. After all, there were people like the girl that challenged Adam before that wouldn't cut this mystery person some slack. Or maybe there was another reason. If Adam thought that he shouldn't tell, then it was probably for the best.
Chris didn't have any more questions for Adam. He should go change to his outfit. He headed to the locker room. His outfit was brand new, but with the same modificiations it had twelve years ago. Chris' outfit had a moderate temperature stabilizer so that minor changes in temperature wouldn't affect his powers. Every magnet would affected by temperature, even a human one. Of course, this wouldn't prove useful against people who could cause rapid changes in temperature, like ice or fire manipulators, but it was still good enough against weather conditions. There was a protective plate in place of it's one sleeve, probably so that his body wouldn't be exposed because of his missing arm. Suited up, he was about to leave, when he heard some mumbo jumbo from one of the toilets, which was followed by a "Bump" sound. He headed to the toilets, where he saw someone lying there from under the door. He couldn't open the door since it was locked, so he used his powers to unlock it. Magnetizing the metal parts of a lock was a minor feat, so he could still do it. He opened the door, where he found a kid lying on the floor, sweating and gasping.
"Hey kid? Are you okay? What the hell am I saying, obviously you are not!" he said and used his sole arm to pick him from the ground.
Red grasped Chris' hand and mustered all of his power to stand up. He leaned against a wall to stay on his feet.
"Water...I need water" Red said, panting.
Chris helped Red get to the sinks, where the latter once again pour water on his face and drank some water as well. After a few minutes of silence, Red felt better and was at last able to stand on his own two feet by himself, although still a bit dizzy. He thanked the stranger who helped him and introduced himself, while Chris did the same. When the introductions were over, Chris said:
"You should visit the infirmary, kid. I don't think you should take on the excitement of the Power Training in your condition. It is best to get some rest."
Red knew that Chris had a point, but it was vital for him to attend the Power Training so he could find more about the other students. He needed the information to find the allies he was seeking.
"No doctors...Take me to Deborah. She should be able to tell me what is going on." he replied.
Red described Deborah and Chris helped Red walk back to the main Hall. Red told him to let him walk on his own in the main Hall, since it could cause trouble if someone saw that he was in a bad state, although he was pale, only now starting to regain his color. After a small search, they located Deborah, along with another girl. They both approached them and Chris said:
"This kid was white as a ghost when I found him. He said that you could help him."
"Something happened Deborah. My power can't function properly. I need you to tell me what is going on!" Red completed Chris' sentence.
Victoria LaRouse
"Oui, it's totally correct, mon ami!" Victoria said to Henry's French language attempt.
She was incredibly happy when Henry would try speaking French, it felt like he cared about her, which gave her a reassuring and pleasant feeling. She caressed Henry's cheek as a thank-you sign. It was saddening that Henry's lizard traits were permanent. It was a colossal obstacle for Victoria's affection for Henry, not because she was disgusted by his looks, but because she didn't know if Henry was attracted to human women at all. Of course, she never thought about asking him, in case he would feel offended from the question. Apart from that, she didn't care about others would say or how it would look. Henry was more human than most humans she met and most people would not be able to cope with the power Henry had, but he was able to smile everyday in the Academy, something that Victoria more than respected. Actually, she would be ready to smack a kick to anyone who would talk about their relationship, if it existed. It was enough that Henry would value her as a friend and that he called her Vicky. There weren't many people who Victoria allowed to call her like that. Valjean called her Vicky once and he got a kick in his face. Of course, it ended up in a mess with Victoria on the losing side.
Victoria climbed down from Henry's back a bit, with her face next to his own and her body attached to his back. It was good that Henry's muscle structure could effortlessly cope with her weight, so she could stay on his back without him minding. She rubbed her head against his gently, so as to not be scratched by the rough skin and joked:
"Here we are Croco. We will claim that this is a new ability you unlocked, the Hydra! You now have another head, although it's more...me! I am sure that Adam would be fooled by something like that!".
Victoria would never admit that she just wanted to be next to Henry and that she wished that they would pair up for the Power Training. With this many students, though, the odds were not high. At last he also noticed Dana and Theresa and finally spoke to them too:
"Oh, Dana and Scarfy! Excusez-moi! How are you doing ladies?"
Calling Teresa Scarfy was by no means offending, it was teasing. Usually, Teresa would reply with a nickname of her own, so they could get even.
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Red Winston
The crowd gathering around Kristen didn't help Red at all. Every single word he heard from anyone around was instantly converted into infromation that was randomly stored in his head, causing chaos inside his mind. Red started making irrelevant comparisons between what he heard and any random thing he knew. For example, he connected what he heard about Teen Vogue with random infromation about the magazine. The same happened with everything else. Red couldn't recollect his thoughts, the feeling he had when he approached Kristen prevented him from doing so. He touched his temples with his fingertips and closed his eyes, trying to contain the wild memories, but nothing could be done. People speaking were now people yelling to Red and he felt dizzy, ready to lose balance.
He tried to keep himself up. He didn't want to make Jake or someone else worry. He suddenly got a huge headache and the only thing he could do was go to the locker room. Maintaining his composure as much as he could and trying to keep his cool, Red opened his eyes and excused himself. Kristen was too busy talking with others anyway, so there wasn't a reason to wait for an answer. Maybe Jake would consider it rude that he didn't answer to him, but Red felt that he would collapse at any moment, so he had to skip this as well. He walked to the locker room, staggering every now and then. He passed by Nikki and Amanda, Henry, who he didn't even consider talking to, even though he planned it before and some more people that were around him, without even noticing them.
After making it to the locker rooms, Red poured some water on his face, but now he started muttering every single information that passed by his mind. He locked himself in a toilet to be alone, where he continued muttering a load of things:
"Photosynthesis, Theory of Relativity, cars go when traffic lights are green, cooking recipes, Oscar Wilde, F=ma, don't kill my father, calories per meal, I'm Amanda's Butt-Slave, I'm Red, take the knife away, just stop! Stop! STOP IT!"
After storming through all these memories, Red found himself on the floor inside the toilet, gasping and sweating a lot. He was taking breaths at such a speed that someone from the outside could consider he was dying. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. He didn't even have an idea of how long he was there. He could be there for seconds, hours or even longer. He sat on the floor until he was capable of moving again. At least now, the strange feeling he had was gone.
Victoria LaRouse
Victoria chocked with Henry's tail around her body. She coughed when he let her go. She never thought that Henry would react in the way he did. She thought that she would stay on his back and if he refused her challenge, she would be riding on his back until the class is over. Victoria enjoyed Henry's company. He was a cute "little" lizard in her eyes and always eager to help...except from the rare occasion you are on his bad side. Victoria had sworn that she would marry Henry if he wasn't a lizard-man. Not that he scared her, it's just that she couldn't imagine them making out, at least not without Henry eating her tongue...or head. When she stopped coughing, she said:
"You are a tough one to even surprise, Croco, mais c'est de ma faute! Je suis desole!" Victoria said with a regretful expression.
She didn't want to scare Henry, even though he didn't yell at her for doing so. While Henry was talking to Dana and Theresa and since he knew that Victoria was there, she gently climbed on Henry's back, put her thighs on his shoulders and gave him a kiss on top of his head. It was her way of saying sorry to her favorite Croco! Then she looked at Henry from above and asked him with a puppy face, as soon as he finished talking:
"Can you piggyback me until we leave, Henry?"
Her eyes were shining so bright and her smile was so big that it could be seen from space when she asked him the favor.
Christopher Fox
Chris was glad that his instructor didn't give up on him. If there was one person who knew his job, it was Adam. He could probably draw out Chris' powers by force if he wanted to. At least he didn't have to worry about that part. He decided to suit up. Except there were so many things that he had to ask. Twelve years should surely create differences between things back then and now. At Chris' time, it was enough if you could use your power efficiently and throw a punch or two in the mix, but now, things could be more complicated. He didn't really need to customize his suit, as long as his electromagnetic barrier did the trick. But now, there should me more variables to take into account. Technology expands, there are many who use tactics to win and so on. So he thought that he should once again update his knowledge on some things and make sure what has changed and what hasn't. So, he decided to ask Adam the most basic information:
"Sir, what are the current power-classes? Are they the same as 12 years ago, or there are more in the mix? And do power-levels still indicate only the power of a person's ability and not his overall performance and efficiency with the power?"
The crowd gathering around Kristen didn't help Red at all. Every single word he heard from anyone around was instantly converted into infromation that was randomly stored in his head, causing chaos inside his mind. Red started making irrelevant comparisons between what he heard and any random thing he knew. For example, he connected what he heard about Teen Vogue with random infromation about the magazine. The same happened with everything else. Red couldn't recollect his thoughts, the feeling he had when he approached Kristen prevented him from doing so. He touched his temples with his fingertips and closed his eyes, trying to contain the wild memories, but nothing could be done. People speaking were now people yelling to Red and he felt dizzy, ready to lose balance.
He tried to keep himself up. He didn't want to make Jake or someone else worry. He suddenly got a huge headache and the only thing he could do was go to the locker room. Maintaining his composure as much as he could and trying to keep his cool, Red opened his eyes and excused himself. Kristen was too busy talking with others anyway, so there wasn't a reason to wait for an answer. Maybe Jake would consider it rude that he didn't answer to him, but Red felt that he would collapse at any moment, so he had to skip this as well. He walked to the locker room, staggering every now and then. He passed by Nikki and Amanda, Henry, who he didn't even consider talking to, even though he planned it before and some more people that were around him, without even noticing them.
After making it to the locker rooms, Red poured some water on his face, but now he started muttering every single information that passed by his mind. He locked himself in a toilet to be alone, where he continued muttering a load of things:
"Photosynthesis, Theory of Relativity, cars go when traffic lights are green, cooking recipes, Oscar Wilde, F=ma, don't kill my father, calories per meal, I'm Amanda's Butt-Slave, I'm Red, take the knife away, just stop! Stop! STOP IT!"
After storming through all these memories, Red found himself on the floor inside the toilet, gasping and sweating a lot. He was taking breaths at such a speed that someone from the outside could consider he was dying. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. He didn't even have an idea of how long he was there. He could be there for seconds, hours or even longer. He sat on the floor until he was capable of moving again. At least now, the strange feeling he had was gone.
Victoria LaRouse
Victoria chocked with Henry's tail around her body. She coughed when he let her go. She never thought that Henry would react in the way he did. She thought that she would stay on his back and if he refused her challenge, she would be riding on his back until the class is over. Victoria enjoyed Henry's company. He was a cute "little" lizard in her eyes and always eager to help...except from the rare occasion you are on his bad side. Victoria had sworn that she would marry Henry if he wasn't a lizard-man. Not that he scared her, it's just that she couldn't imagine them making out, at least not without Henry eating her tongue...or head. When she stopped coughing, she said:
"You are a tough one to even surprise, Croco, mais c'est de ma faute! Je suis desole!" Victoria said with a regretful expression.
She didn't want to scare Henry, even though he didn't yell at her for doing so. While Henry was talking to Dana and Theresa and since he knew that Victoria was there, she gently climbed on Henry's back, put her thighs on his shoulders and gave him a kiss on top of his head. It was her way of saying sorry to her favorite Croco! Then she looked at Henry from above and asked him with a puppy face, as soon as he finished talking:
"Can you piggyback me until we leave, Henry?"
Her eyes were shining so bright and her smile was so big that it could be seen from space when she asked him the favor.
Christopher Fox
Chris was glad that his instructor didn't give up on him. If there was one person who knew his job, it was Adam. He could probably draw out Chris' powers by force if he wanted to. At least he didn't have to worry about that part. He decided to suit up. Except there were so many things that he had to ask. Twelve years should surely create differences between things back then and now. At Chris' time, it was enough if you could use your power efficiently and throw a punch or two in the mix, but now, things could be more complicated. He didn't really need to customize his suit, as long as his electromagnetic barrier did the trick. But now, there should me more variables to take into account. Technology expands, there are many who use tactics to win and so on. So he thought that he should once again update his knowledge on some things and make sure what has changed and what hasn't. So, he decided to ask Adam the most basic information:
"Sir, what are the current power-classes? Are they the same as 12 years ago, or there are more in the mix? And do power-levels still indicate only the power of a person's ability and not his overall performance and efficiency with the power?"
"LaRouse. Sit down."
And a stare like this:
And a stare like this:
I think I can come up with something as Chris!
I love the fact that I was the first to talk to Kristen and the only one she didn't reply to! :P
I tried to avoid it, but it was inevitable :P
Chris' head. He needs a good patting!
Estylwen said
@Inferno:Chris makes me wanna bury him in stuffed animals and chocolate, the poor thing. :p
You should start with patting on the head! :P
Red Winston
Red has rarely been so bored in his life as when he attended class. High school education was far too easy for his knowledge. He thought that attending to high school lessons could wake up some memories, since he hadn't gone to school since he was in elementary grade. That was not the case, though. His knowledge had far surpassed the high school level years ago. He thought that maybe he could talk to Henry, so he can attend college level lessons. Not that they would pose much more difficulty, he just wanted to get over with any educational-related stuff to have more free time. Hopefully, he wouldn't be asked to be a teacher later, he would hate that. With his mind set on finding Henry, Red headed for the training hall to attend power classes.
Many people Red knew or recognised had attended, Henry included. The Valos family was there too, so was Nikki and Amanda, with the new victim (Matt). Poppy also attended class and he spotted Deborah. He wanted to talk to her again, but they have already set the time of their meeting, so there was no rush. Instead, with everyone gathered in a single place, it would probably be a nice chance to observe the others for potential allies.
He listened to Adam's speech, which was rather indifferent to him. Red wasn't a fighter, had an enormous fear of big knives and the only thing he could possibly do was to coach someone in a fight, as long as he knew the abilities of both of the challengers. His ability and probabilty estimations could make the change in a fight and Red knew that. What he lacked in strength, he had in tactics. But, with Adam's remark about customizing the suits they would be given, things could change. He could probably make this piece of fabric a little more useful than it was originally intended to be.
After Adam's speech was over, Red would find the chance to look at what power training others would do, after talking to Henry. He changed into his outfit, which apparently was the standard type, since his powers were not physical or materializing in any way. It would be a nice toy to mess with, though. Then, he was off to find Henry, when another figure caught his attention. The strawberry blonde hair color and the facial features had only one possible match in Red's profile library. She was the daughter of Arthur Schwally! Red had done business with Arthur in the past, not the legal kind. He had also visited his house, where he had met his daughter, along with his other two children. Although the same age, their lifestyle was entirely different. She lived in a carefree world, while he was making an illegal deal with her father just a few rooms away. He kept professional courtesy and didn't interact with her more than by giving a formal greeting to her everytime he saw her. After all, it wouldn't be wise for her to find out that her father had his own shady business and he was taking care of it. He recalled the servants of the house calling her Kristen, since for him she was "Lady Schally". But now, it would be a good idea to talk to her. She had resources that Red would need in the Academy.
He approached the girl, respectfully bowed and said:
"Miss Schally, forgive my sudden appearance. My name is..."
Then he stopped for a second. Something strange was happening to Red. He was having a strange feeling, a feeling he never had before. For Red, it was strange to have feelings at all, so he didn't have a clue what was going on. He noticed that his eyes were looking at her side and not at her and when he did look at her again, his cheeks were burning. It couldn't be her looks, Red didn't care about physical appearance, but he couldn't explain what was the reason for his behavior. Nonetheless, he continued:
"Excuse me. As I was saying, my name is Red Winston. I was an old acquaitance of your father and we have talked in the past, but..." he once again paused "...but you might not remember me. It is nice meeting you, though."
The only thing Red hoped for was that Amanda wouldn't notice the state he was in right now. It would be a pain to handle her.
Victoria LaRousse
Victoria had to stay after class to listen to a teacher talking about her performance dropping last year and that she should try more now. Like she cared about it. She wanted to be a body trainer, not a scientist. The only thing she excelled at was P.E, where she was the best among her female classmates (and probably most of the males), bested only by the ones who actually cheated by using their powers. She tolareted the teacher's gibberish talking and dashed to power training as soon as it was over. Power Training! The paradise! The place where she could develop her abilities and also find the best of the best fighters packed in a single place! He also wanted to see for the promising first years, but most probably not many people could beat Valjean, Sylvia or Henry.
Victoria was so impatient during the speech. The outfit gig has become so plain that she could explain about it herself. Adam never added any useful information to his introductory speech, which made Victoria wonder why couldn't the senior students come later on the first day. As soon as Adam was done with the speech and as she was always doing when Adam was actually done talking at Power Class, she sprung from her chair and yelled:
"Enough with the theories, teach! Fight meeeeee!!"
The first time Victoria did that, Adam was very strict on her, now it has become a daily habit in which Adam would just nod negatively and make a gesture for Victoria to sit down again. Adam understood at some point that Victoria did not disrespect him, but, on the contrary, it was because she had too much respect for his ability that she would daily challenge him. But the first day always made more impression, due to the first years. Last year, someone even asked her if she was the strongest fighter in the Arena, being so confident as to challenge a teacher. Of course, Victoria denied it. She didn't want to claim a title she did not deserve.
After changing into her outfit, she walked around until she found Henry talking to Dana and Theresa. She dashed towards him, jumped on his gigantic back and said, while scratching his head with her fist:
"Heeeeeeeeenry! Fight with me today, s'il vous plait!"
Christopher Fox
Chris felt ashamed. He had to go to class with the elementary grade first years. It was wise to part ways with Vera on the gate of the educational building, he wouldn't bear the shame of her witnessing him attending class with elementary school students. He actually couldn't believe that the Academy didn't have a problem with a 22 old skinny ape being around children. At least the teacher was understanding enough as to not make it harder for him and ask him trivial questions. He patiently tolerated the first part of the day and, after a tiring few hours, went to Power Class.
The place was as good as new, like the first time he visited it. It was here that he developed his abilities, which made him a capable Arena fighter. He felt really embarrased that he was only a shadow of what he used to be. But he knew that the only person with a chance of restoring his powers was Adam. The head instructor almost didn't seem to age at all after all these years, except for the white hair. However, his intimidating composure was the same as ever, the composure of a man who held great power. Chris never crossed arms with Adam and he didn't want to, even more so now, where the insticts of survival he developed, alerted him of how strong this man was. After his speech was over, Chris asked himself if his own oufit would have only one sleeve. He chuckled.
He noticed that Adam was still in the room, so, before going to change, he decided to go talk to him. He had many things to say, after all. He slowly walked over to the instructor and said:
"Excuse me, teacher. I am Chris, I don't know if you remember me. The kid who controls electromagnetic fields. I wanted to apologise to you for the incident I caused in the past. I used everything you taught me back then in the worst possible way. Now, I can't even use my powers properly..." he took the screw out of his pocket and lifted it up, "...that's the maximum I can do."
He paused for a moment and scratched his nose, before saying:
"I know that it might be too rude for me to ask, with everything I have done, but, can you still help me?"
Chris had lowered his head so much that the only thing he could see was his own two feet. He didn't realize that he was weeping a little.
Red has rarely been so bored in his life as when he attended class. High school education was far too easy for his knowledge. He thought that attending to high school lessons could wake up some memories, since he hadn't gone to school since he was in elementary grade. That was not the case, though. His knowledge had far surpassed the high school level years ago. He thought that maybe he could talk to Henry, so he can attend college level lessons. Not that they would pose much more difficulty, he just wanted to get over with any educational-related stuff to have more free time. Hopefully, he wouldn't be asked to be a teacher later, he would hate that. With his mind set on finding Henry, Red headed for the training hall to attend power classes.
Many people Red knew or recognised had attended, Henry included. The Valos family was there too, so was Nikki and Amanda, with the new victim (Matt). Poppy also attended class and he spotted Deborah. He wanted to talk to her again, but they have already set the time of their meeting, so there was no rush. Instead, with everyone gathered in a single place, it would probably be a nice chance to observe the others for potential allies.
He listened to Adam's speech, which was rather indifferent to him. Red wasn't a fighter, had an enormous fear of big knives and the only thing he could possibly do was to coach someone in a fight, as long as he knew the abilities of both of the challengers. His ability and probabilty estimations could make the change in a fight and Red knew that. What he lacked in strength, he had in tactics. But, with Adam's remark about customizing the suits they would be given, things could change. He could probably make this piece of fabric a little more useful than it was originally intended to be.
After Adam's speech was over, Red would find the chance to look at what power training others would do, after talking to Henry. He changed into his outfit, which apparently was the standard type, since his powers were not physical or materializing in any way. It would be a nice toy to mess with, though. Then, he was off to find Henry, when another figure caught his attention. The strawberry blonde hair color and the facial features had only one possible match in Red's profile library. She was the daughter of Arthur Schwally! Red had done business with Arthur in the past, not the legal kind. He had also visited his house, where he had met his daughter, along with his other two children. Although the same age, their lifestyle was entirely different. She lived in a carefree world, while he was making an illegal deal with her father just a few rooms away. He kept professional courtesy and didn't interact with her more than by giving a formal greeting to her everytime he saw her. After all, it wouldn't be wise for her to find out that her father had his own shady business and he was taking care of it. He recalled the servants of the house calling her Kristen, since for him she was "Lady Schally". But now, it would be a good idea to talk to her. She had resources that Red would need in the Academy.
He approached the girl, respectfully bowed and said:
"Miss Schally, forgive my sudden appearance. My name is..."
Then he stopped for a second. Something strange was happening to Red. He was having a strange feeling, a feeling he never had before. For Red, it was strange to have feelings at all, so he didn't have a clue what was going on. He noticed that his eyes were looking at her side and not at her and when he did look at her again, his cheeks were burning. It couldn't be her looks, Red didn't care about physical appearance, but he couldn't explain what was the reason for his behavior. Nonetheless, he continued:
"Excuse me. As I was saying, my name is Red Winston. I was an old acquaitance of your father and we have talked in the past, but..." he once again paused "...but you might not remember me. It is nice meeting you, though."
The only thing Red hoped for was that Amanda wouldn't notice the state he was in right now. It would be a pain to handle her.
Victoria LaRousse
Victoria had to stay after class to listen to a teacher talking about her performance dropping last year and that she should try more now. Like she cared about it. She wanted to be a body trainer, not a scientist. The only thing she excelled at was P.E, where she was the best among her female classmates (and probably most of the males), bested only by the ones who actually cheated by using their powers. She tolareted the teacher's gibberish talking and dashed to power training as soon as it was over. Power Training! The paradise! The place where she could develop her abilities and also find the best of the best fighters packed in a single place! He also wanted to see for the promising first years, but most probably not many people could beat Valjean, Sylvia or Henry.
Victoria was so impatient during the speech. The outfit gig has become so plain that she could explain about it herself. Adam never added any useful information to his introductory speech, which made Victoria wonder why couldn't the senior students come later on the first day. As soon as Adam was done with the speech and as she was always doing when Adam was actually done talking at Power Class, she sprung from her chair and yelled:
"Enough with the theories, teach! Fight meeeeee!!"
The first time Victoria did that, Adam was very strict on her, now it has become a daily habit in which Adam would just nod negatively and make a gesture for Victoria to sit down again. Adam understood at some point that Victoria did not disrespect him, but, on the contrary, it was because she had too much respect for his ability that she would daily challenge him. But the first day always made more impression, due to the first years. Last year, someone even asked her if she was the strongest fighter in the Arena, being so confident as to challenge a teacher. Of course, Victoria denied it. She didn't want to claim a title she did not deserve.
After changing into her outfit, she walked around until she found Henry talking to Dana and Theresa. She dashed towards him, jumped on his gigantic back and said, while scratching his head with her fist:
"Heeeeeeeeenry! Fight with me today, s'il vous plait!"
Christopher Fox
Chris felt ashamed. He had to go to class with the elementary grade first years. It was wise to part ways with Vera on the gate of the educational building, he wouldn't bear the shame of her witnessing him attending class with elementary school students. He actually couldn't believe that the Academy didn't have a problem with a 22 old skinny ape being around children. At least the teacher was understanding enough as to not make it harder for him and ask him trivial questions. He patiently tolerated the first part of the day and, after a tiring few hours, went to Power Class.
The place was as good as new, like the first time he visited it. It was here that he developed his abilities, which made him a capable Arena fighter. He felt really embarrased that he was only a shadow of what he used to be. But he knew that the only person with a chance of restoring his powers was Adam. The head instructor almost didn't seem to age at all after all these years, except for the white hair. However, his intimidating composure was the same as ever, the composure of a man who held great power. Chris never crossed arms with Adam and he didn't want to, even more so now, where the insticts of survival he developed, alerted him of how strong this man was. After his speech was over, Chris asked himself if his own oufit would have only one sleeve. He chuckled.
He noticed that Adam was still in the room, so, before going to change, he decided to go talk to him. He had many things to say, after all. He slowly walked over to the instructor and said:
"Excuse me, teacher. I am Chris, I don't know if you remember me. The kid who controls electromagnetic fields. I wanted to apologise to you for the incident I caused in the past. I used everything you taught me back then in the worst possible way. Now, I can't even use my powers properly..." he took the screw out of his pocket and lifted it up, "...that's the maximum I can do."
He paused for a moment and scratched his nose, before saying:
"I know that it might be too rude for me to ask, with everything I have done, but, can you still help me?"
Chris had lowered his head so much that the only thing he could see was his own two feet. He didn't realize that he was weeping a little.
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