Chapter 1- College is fun

"Hey asshole, how many times do I have to beat the living shit out of you until you realize that you need to stay away from my girl, huh?"

Sigh.

That's Lu-kastian, or Luke for short. He don't like me much anymore after his girl had a thing for me, and I well...fucked her. Apparently that didn't sit well with him. But I mean, the guy had it coming. He's about as charming as a bag of rocks, where as I at least have charm. However that doesn't mean much, as Luke is the bully everyone likes, what with having a rich family and all. Welcome to the life of college. He's a third year here, along with his "girlfriend". I'm just a first year. And I've only been here a week, and we already both want to kill each other. Unfortunately there is a very strong magic barrier that prevents us from using are abilities. Not like I have one, but the rest of them do. Oh, where are my manners? Sorry guys, my name is Lucius Morningstar, and no I'm not related to Lucifer. So don't get any ideas. At least I don't think I am. I never met my father, and my mother died at birth, so you know no family. And for obvious reasons, I'm an only child.

But that's not the point. I have a fight to do. And I've been wanting to kick this assholes ass. Oh and in case you want to know what I look like, well imagine a guy who's 6'3", pitch black hair, red eyes, again I'm not a demon, well tanned, but with a dad bod. So you know, I have some decent strength, but I also got a bit of a belly. And Luke, well he's your typical rich pretty boy, blonde hair, blue eyes and just a royal pain in the ass. Just because your the son of a Mid- class King, doesn't mean you should be able to do whatever you want, right? He likes to dress preppy too. Ugh. Me on the other hand, I look like your typical bad boy, black shirt, with a crimson hoody, and black leather jacket, black cargo pants, and very thick steel toes. Even though I'm the only one who doesn't have powers, I'm probably feared the most, what with having a fairly decent fighting prowess. However what I didn't know was that in this fight, I was going to come very close to dying. That's when HE will appear. But it's time to get serious.

"I'm gonna kill you Morningstar, you hear me!" as Luke springs toward me fairly quickly. Straight at me too.

"You know Luke, you are too predictable." As he's just about to give me the "royal haymaker" I proceed to bring my foot up, lean backwards, and let him do the work.

As his fist hits nothing but air, my foot connects, all you see is his eyes well up in tears as he flies pass me and hits the wall, and proceeds to vomit up everything, including some blood. Apparently he moved so quickly that he, uh, literally pushed his nuts into my foot at a high enough velocity to do, well, that. I proceed to turn around and look at him.

"So have you had enough, or do I have to knock the fucking shit out of you, daddies little boy. And don't bother running to him. You already know that he's going to say that getting the shit beat out of you builds character, heh."

Luke looks at me spits out some blood and a tooth and grins.

"You know for someone that brags a lot, you sure don't seem to realize that you lost a lot of blood, shit, it looks like your about to die soon anyways, what with poison on the blade that's in your side, heh. Good riddance."