1 Ch 1 How the heroes came

I was sitting on my seat looking outside the window. All my classmates were having either talking with each other or on their phones. While I was sitting on my seat and just looking outside like some dead fish.

I had forgotten my phone so I couldn't spend my time reading on it. I sighed and thought to myself how boring life was for me not doing anything excited except going to school and coming back home where no one was at home.

I was about to close my eyes resting them for a bit when the bus stopped its movement suddenly. I flew to the seat in front of me straight into my face hurt a lot my nose had also hurt a lot, but it didn't seem to have been broken.

I covered my nose and stood up I looked to see what happened and the first thing I had noticed was blood on the windscreen. The bus driver was unconscious on his seat I looked at the other passengers who all were either scared or a bit in panic.

I walked out from my seat and went to the windscreen. The windscreen had blood on it I was sure that it was blood, but no damage had been put on the glass.

`Did someone throw a blood beg on the bus? ´

That was something I thought may had happened. However now was the question who would do this and why they would do something so stupid and dangerous. My heart was pounding I could hear my own heartbeat clearly.

I was feeling excited as there may be finally a difference in my life as I came closer to the window and tried to look down to see if there was even a corpse a light emitted from the street.

The light had blinded me which made me close my eyes and walk backwards. I stumbled upon something and fell down my head had hit something hard which made me lose my conscious. After some seconds I had woken up but the place I woke up wasn't the bus neither a hospital instead it was a place which was completely white and seemingly empty of anything.

I touched the floor or that's at least what I assumed to touch. I stood up and looked around but there was nothing that I could see so I tried to shout. Nothing had come out from my mouth I tried to shout again but no matter how much I tried there was just no sound coming out.

I was afraid.

My body was scared and shouting that this place is dangerous a place where there is nothing nor somebody can speak. I thought to myself in that moment: `Is that hell? `.

I was no believer of heaven or hell still such a thought came in my mind as this white place was not something I could explain otherwise.

"My child" a soft male voice said.

I looked around but there was no one. I couldn't tell if I was going insane or if I had heard a real voice.

"My child I can tell what you are thinking but I brought you to this place for a reason. You were chosen to be part of the hero party.

`Hero party what do you mean´

"Don't be afraid in that world you won't have a boring life"

Something was blinding me seemingly a light. I couldn't tell what it was as it was blending with the white color that was just all around the place I had been standing.

Everything was black.

Just black.

I was still conscious but unable to move my body in anyway. I was afraid I wanted to cry but no tears came out from my body. My own body didn't listen to me in a place that was dark so dark I felt blind.

In this endless darkness I started to see light the light had formed to a hand. I could feel my body responding to me, so I reached my right hand out to the hand that I was seeing and grabbed it.

From darkness I saw a roof. I blinked multiple times it didn't feel real for me, so I also pinched myself, but it was real.

"Oh, he woke up" A feminine voice said aloud.

I looked at the direction where the voice had come from. I saw a girl she seemed to be the same age as me. Beside her were another girl and a boy seemingly the same age as the girl. I suddenly felt how something was behind me and when I looked around, I saw a man he looked older than the other three people.

"Great that you woke up" The man had smiled. I felt some comfort the way he was smiling at me I couldn't explain the reason to myself of why I felt comfort from it.