Power.
It's what everyone wants. Power to do what others can't. Power is something that every single creature wants, just for different reasons. Some to survive, others to dominate and do whatever pleases them. And then there are the select few who use there power to help others who are helpless and can't help themselves.
Power comes in many forms. Money, influence, intellect. raw strength, unbreakable will, technology. But with all these forms of power, a question rises through all of this. What is the most powerful form of power? Is it raw strength? no, no matter how strong you are it doesn't matter if you're opponent is faster than you. So speed? no, that doesn't matter either if you're opponent has such high defense that you can never get through.
And this goes on and on, to never really know what form of power is actually the strongest. It's something to think about, and I have been thinking about it for a while. And until this moment i have never really had a answer.
But as I stand here, with my enemy dead on the ground bleeding out on the ground and choking on his own blood. I realized that if i really want to be the strongest I must not have just a few forms of power, no. I must have every single form of power that exist, and then create more forms of power.
Because Power... is the key to everything.
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1 hour earlier.
Jake's pov
time: 3:00 pm
"3= x + 25x x 35y. y= 45x x 10 by the power of four. What's the answer?" Ms.duggins asked the class of teenagers, nearly all bored out of there mind and waiting for the the bell to not only end this class but the end of school as well. With only 1 minute left I notice that a few people already have there books closed and are waiting for the single to get out of what many consider to be jail.
It seems though that luck is not with us today as miss Duggins notices that people are waiting for the end of class, so she speaks louder to make sure everyone can hear her " If nobody answers this then I'll be keeping you guys in for another 15 minutes." She says as many people groan and the people who closed there books and packed up grab there calculator and notebook to do the last question. But it seems Ms. Duggins truly wants us to stay in.
" Oh and since you were in a hurry you all can't use your calculators for this one. You have until the bell rings." Now that got people panicking as everyone began to solve the problem, some tried using a calculator secretly but Ms Duggins has eyes of an eagle. Every single person caught were not aloud to answer.
I look at the clock and see that we only have 15 second left. Being on a busy schedule like mine and not really wanting to stick around for any longer i raise my hand. Ms Duggins sees my hand and lets me answer. " It's 2.661 to the power of seven." She seemed surprised knowing that the answer was correct and looked for my calculator. Knowing this I open my bag up and put my things in, and pull my calculator out of it for a moment before putting it back. Now knowing I didn't cheat she reluctantly let's us out of the class. With this schools over for today.
School, a place that is said to teach you, yet many forget what they learnt in high school and really only remember college and university since that gives and teaches you're career path.
To many school is hell that teaches useless nonsense, and to a select few teaches absolutely nothing knew.
I am in that select few, as I am learning college level material in my free time.
I have measured my iq and came out on a whopping 165. More than Einstein by just 5. However when compared to others like Lex Luthor, tony stark Reed Richards and many others my intellect falls a bit off. But compare too the average joe I am extremely intelligent.
I get out of my thoughts as people begin to move through the hall outside. Many chatting too there friends while walking and others on there phone while walking. We all were moving like a pack to get out of school. But deep inside my gut i felt something was.... off. I can't explain it but it felt like danger loomed in the air, and as i walked ahead and looked outside the window glasses I saw him.
He is a brown male standing at maybe 5'9. He is wearing a vest and carrying a large black item with one hand, the end of it nearly touching the floor. I had already had an idea what it was, and so I turned back and went up some stairs on the left. 'thank god for whoever made stairs so close to the entrance' I thought as i moved up.
As I made my way up I heard the noise, the signal that death began in the school. *BANG* then, the screaming and shouts rain down. But that didn't matter to me as I just kept moving as I kept moving, not planning to stick around with a school shooter on our hands. Survival for myself is more important than anyone else here and whoever dies is just by natural selection. Only the strongest or get out of this. And I intend to make sure I'm one of them.
'so how should I go about it?' i think to myself wondering what is the best way of getting out of here is. I thought of going in a bathroom but that is so obvious that he would probably check them out for any survivors since i seems like this is just a rampage on anyone he sees instead of a select few and some other victims.
It's one thing to walk on campus into a class and kill some people but another to kill whoever you see until you run out of bullets. And unfortunately we got the latter.
'Best to just to get out of school and only way for that is out of a window or a back entrance.' I thought as I looked at a empty classroom. I walked to it and tried to open it. It was of course locked so i did what any person with a brain would do.
I kicked it as hard as I could. it didn't break but i kept at it. on the 5th kick it broke and the door was broken. i got inside and then closed the door behind myself. I l then walk to the window to see if anybody was outside.
What i saw wasn't surprising. Some people still went outside for some reason thinking they could get away from the shooter. They sadly didn't and were getting shot from behind, and the rest were running back into probably trying to hide. Matter of fact i hear footsteps already on my floor and the bathroom door right next to this class being opened.
I then see someone actually getting away with escaping. Nearing the entrance of campus and is fairly close to the road. All he had to do is turn left and he'd survive, the quickest one and probably first to suriv-
*BANG!* another gunshot was heard, except it was further away, the runner who nearly got away got shot from his left. he fell to the ground as another shooter steps out and looks back to the entrance. "Shit." I couldn't help but curse, now knowing that there was multiple shooters prove that something is even more off. This isn't a school shooter, no. Theses people are here for something in the school, and are willing to kills o many people in school to get it. This means that there might be more people standing guard to make sure no one get's in or out.
Which Means they might start taking hostages and until they get whatever they will do what they have to do.
I then see a black SUV driving to the entrance. With it more people in vest get out and walk to campus. They begin to make there way to school and with that I left the window and begin to look around the class for any weapons.
It seems that I was in luck since it's an art class. I look around for anything and lo and behold. a box filled with some metal clay sculpture tools. I take a few and stuff some in my pocket as move to the door. I crouch next to it, waiting for the first person to come trough it and die.
My heart was beginning to pick up the pace, since this would be my first ever human kill. Definitely not happing in a ways I expected but nevertheless, I'm most likely killing someone today.
I then waited. And waited, and only after 5 minutes I heard something. More than a few footsteps, going in my direction. 'shit' If they both stick together than I'm dead.
there footsteps getting closer and closer, i grip my weapon harder, waitng for the right moment. I then heard a door opening, but wasn't mine. It was the bathroom door that was opened, and then like pigs to the slaughter house. death began.
"*BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-*" With there guns on automatic they begin to shoot everyone down in the bathroom. Killing everyone that hid there, the screams and cries were so loud. I then realized something while they did that. could easily take advantage of this. They expect students to hide, not fight back. But what if I hit then from behind? Right when one of them reload. I could get one and could probably get the other one mid way through reloading if i was quick enough. It was this or them gunning me down together, and with the footsteps i heard it couldn't be more than 2 that were shooting.
And so with that.... I moved.
[Author note: a day later than i wanted but when i had 1000 words yesterday and did a review I realized nothing much was really happening and i decided to add more by extending the time to today. Anyways, hope you all enjoy it!
PS: i never went to an American school so if it's unrealistic how big or small it is sorry for that. Also any spelling mistakes cause they exist just let me know. Bye!]