1 Chapter 1

As the morning sun peers over horizon and shines into my room I cant help but let out a groan, knowing what horrors await me for the coming say. I quickly cover my face trying to prevent the inevitable, though its impending doom lurks in the room, thick in the air like a heavy fog. Moments after covering my eyes with my blanket a mechanical schreeching fills the room with its loud obnoxious noise, ensuing headache begins as I slowly throw the covers off me haphazardly knowing they won't break anything important... I think. As I tumble out of bed sleepily and catch myself before hitting the floor, quickly transitioning into a tumble and popping up with both feet under me. Exhaustion continues to hold me as I stumble to the bathroom like a drunken man coming home from a long night at the pub. I look into the mirror and grimaced at what I saw in the mirror. Staring back at me was a cold hearted killer with so many kills that remembering them all gave me a headache, a handsome face that disguised itself to carry out terrible acts. I quickly splashed warm water onto my face, quickly softening the expression and turning it into that of a high school student

"I'm no longer Ivan the Reaper, I'm Colton Stock, a high school student. There is no need to be him anymore" My voice is groggy from just waking up, my head splitting from this damn headache. I open my medicine cabinet and fish out the ibuprofen, quickly taking a handful of pills, knowing this will barely help. I glance at the time after dry swallowing all those pills and my eyes grow wide as the time reads 6:45, school starts in 35 minutes and I just woke up! I quickly grab the uniform that the school had issued me and throw it on, still looking like a mess though i had just got out of the shower, wasting 10 more minuets! After failing to adjust my clothes and tie I quickly look in the mirror once more to see that my jet black hair is a total mess. I grab a comb and try to fix my wild and messy hair, only to no avail for it to still be a mess. Its medium length combined with the way I went to bed and its thickness calls for one fix, hair gel. I grab the bottle and fix my hair making it look neat and giving me a harmless persona that makes me look like I wouldn't hurt a fly. I begin to mutter curses as I bolt out the door like a bull on stampede, trying to make my way out of the apartment complex and into the streets. As I near the stairs I accidentally slam into someone or at least I should have as I was instead thrown down the stair well, bouncing on each step like a ball. When I reach the bottom of the stairs a figure comes rushing down after me, I guess my assaulter figured they should check on me. To my surprise, as i began to pick my sorry ass off the floor a girl with brown short hair that was cut to be a bob cut looks at me and extends a hand before a voice as sweet as sugar extends her hand as a offer to help me up.

"OMG, I am so sorry! I was rushing to school on account of I'm already late and when you came flying at me my instincts kicked in I judo threw you down the steps I'm so sorry!" This girl just kept talking nor did she stop to even breath, holy hell she is talking fast and its all running on! I quickly stopped her and slowly stood up and smiled an innocent smile.

"It's ok, my fault for rushing and not looking where I was going. My apologies, please forgive my arrogance, I too am running late for class" I smiled and bowed, putting some of my old skills to good use before recomposing myself and waving goodbye and dashing off once again.

"Like I said, I'm late sorry and have a good day!" After quickly avoiding anymore confrontation than I've already had with her I made my way out onto the streets of the bustling city.