Chapter 18: First day of School

The detective was having a hard day with this and the fact that he had a class today and its the first day of school was not good at all. He wished he would have picked another day to fight him, not now.

What should I do?

The detective moved in first, striking with his right on top of his left. Jimmy took a stance and rushed in. Both hit with an impact, making the air rush from it. Abruptly, the imposter did a counter, before the air calmed down. But he dodged, moving back so he could not do it again.

Both had the same thought.

This guy is strong.

Jimmy gave a pleased devious smile, "I am glad that this won't be easy but entertaining."

But he did not listen, he was used to looking for the weakness of a person, but he could not find it.

The reason was that again he was not in his stance.

Is he really that cocky?

But remembered what he did to that table.

Is this his technique, his power?

But before he could think, the imposter attacked. He parried with great precision, and it pushed him back so he counted. Moving on to his bottom right side, where the liver was. But Jimmy countered his counter, so he dodged, but also got cut, thanking his instincts for saving him.

The blood was trickling down, but there was no pain.

Good.

But he saw what he dodged, a huge cut was engraved onto the floor.

He gulped, while the other laughed.

"Haha, see, you are scared, how about this, I will make you an offer," this intrigued him, so he listened.

"Just sit there like that face, and I will give you a painless death," he smirked with great satisfaction.

The detective gritted deeply.

"You son of a *****, I will kill," there was red in the detective's eyes.

"for all the people you killed, I will get my revenge."

"That's what I expect," he said. His stance was one that many swordsmen use; it makes the strike easier to hit. Both arms on the sword and the green tool were on the left-hand side. His right was empty, but it was a lead.

That was why he could easily defend when the detective went for the liver; using his right hand to tilt and thumb and arm to push, which led many to their end.

Jimmy propelled himself with his leg to get extra speed and slash him, like a cheetah with teeth out. He ran for his left, with a well-progressed pace, but got slashed sideways to the hip.

Despite this, he blocked it with a perfect X, with his hand supporting it- pushing it. They were at a stand still, but he changed his positioning.

What?

Then the detective pushed his leg upwards, going with the momentum and tilting Jimmy's sword up, making his whole body twist and hitting him by the side of his, rather small, head.

This pushed the imposter into a corner, making him use his free hand to left hook him, hitting on the chest, pushing back onto the clean floor.

But the damage was already done, making his vision blurry.

"Aarh!" he cried in pain, from the head and also from his thumb (Detective pushed his sword down, where Jimmy used his thumb to hold it up).

The detective got up, still small amounts of blood trickling but getting better, with the help of platelets (this causes the blood clotting in your body when you are bleeding too much, they reside in the blood of your body).

Jimmy's thumb twitches horribly, making him look at the other man in the room- giving a starving animal look.

A vine-like, menacing light started growing from the sword, wrapping itself around the right arm. His eyes filled with one thing.

Kill, kill, kill.

He put his stance up but got interrupted.

"HANDS IN THE AIR!"

This startled him, but the detective stood there. The police were at the entrance, some had guns when some had the swords out, overall five people, with three police cars at the rear of them.

"looking like we'll meet again,"

The imposter turned and slashed the durable window that was behind him.

Then he ran out amid the shaded parts of the place, glowing green.

***

Eader entered the metallic gates, large for a small person, there were also many other people going in, even people through taxis, posh cars and a rare limousine.

I hope I do not stand out too much.

The only way to get into this school is through a strong heritage or family, the other way was just good grades and excellent sword skills. He went through the edge so he did not stick out. He saw a person walking with a butler.

That guy looks so cool.

He stared but realised and stopped.

So the first years go this way.

He was section four, and every section got its building within three years.

Ok, let's go.

Then he heard a familiar voice, but could not tell who. So, he logically moved away from it.

Hearing a girl complain about something, he hoped not to have her in his class.

There were 7 classes per year, with a rare 6 or 8. Thirty students average in each.

They had classrooms where they spent the first few minutes, if early, to hang out.

Then their teacher will come over and sit in the correct space. He made it inside the building, precisely making notes of the way. In addition, he avoided people too and that worked until he arrived at his class.

The classes were marked alphabetically, so he was in class D, which pleased him.

Right in the centre.

It had a black colour, like every other door, following a specific pattern.

Then he entered finding a seating plan- a map of all the tables with names so they know where to sit.

The tables were in rows of five, six in each. He admires the electronic board, obviously far better than his old school ones.

"Excuse me," said somebody in a high sassy voice.

He moved, just staring at her blankly from behind, as she moved, not realising the other two girls.

He found his name, Eader.

And sat down.

He was at the edge of the third row on the right side of the third row. He was pleased about the space.

He sat down, quietly.

The teacher entered the room and ordered the younglings to sit down in their correct spaces. The teacher did a whole introduction and made the kids introduce themselves.

She was there home room teacher for the rest of the year but he did not pay attention to that. He hoped everything would go well. After a while of blabbering on and on, the bell went.

Finally, now the day goes on.

The first lesson commenced, but a teacher in a serious grey suit came in with a dramatic face.

"Hello, I will be your supply teacher, as your actual teacher had some… problems."

There was a bit of disturbance in the room.

Eader stared around, looking at people, Then behind him, somebody spoke, frightening him.

"Can you believe it?" Eader stared at the guy and finally stared speaking. "Yeah, its crazy," he tried to act surprised but failed miserably. The guy just looked at him and he kept on talking, making Eader feel happy he wasnt speaking. The teacher told everybody to stop and she calmed everyone down.

***

It was lunchtime, and Mythra was in class A, so was Evalynn- Emilia was in class B. At break time they talked to each other and completely forgot about Eader. However, then a tall girl with two boys and another girl. She gave a misleading smile, "Hey Mythra, how are you?"

Her voice was high but fake.

Mythra replied, trying to calm herself, "I am good, Mandy, so how was your holiday."

"It was amazing, thanks for asking, did you do anything worth mentioning," she said the second clause as if she was awaiting an answer.

"Nothing."

Mandy replied with a point, but her friend bumped it up a bit.

"Oh really, well I heard that you suggested a student, and he was accepted!" she said loudly which made people that were around them mumbling.

"What? She did?"

"Not a surprise from Mythra. "

"As amazing as always."

The mumbles were positive, which Nancy was not surprised about.

"Yes, yes, I did," replied with an arrogant grin.

"Not surprising as being part of the Woodjin family."

Mythra was part of the Woodjin family; the founder (Gramps) kept his name, but the head of Woodjin wanted everyone related to him to have Woodjin in their name.

And since Woodjin was famous, everyone expected a lot.

Evalynn was in the background, eating her food, and Emilia gave a deep, concentrated face, at the boys. They stood like army men but trying to act cool.

The people around in the room stared at them. Like the command, "can we have a look at that person?"

This made Mythra glare but gave a fake smile to the girl.

"Why should I?"

Emilia got nervous, and so did Evalynn.

They heard from people older than them that fights did happen, but Emilia got nervous about the wrong thing. She was scared that Eader would tell, by how he acted last time.

"Is there a problem with it," Mandy said malevolently.

Mythra sighed, said, "but I don't know his class."

"Let's find him."