“I didn’t do it mum!” he clinged to his mother. “I didn’t hurt them, they made me do it mummy!” He was weeping with his face buried in his mothers dress, her face a mix of distress and torment as she witnessed the scene around them. A thick red fog enveloped them as they stood in the midst of destruction. Not even debris remained, only dust.. A faint voice could be heard calling for him.
"Hey!" Disrupting the image, the boy feels a light tap on his shoulder. He opens his eyes in a different space. No crater, no dust, no mother. Just desks and students. Redo is struggling to pay attention in class, that class is class E, of Ratonga Richmind Highschool, but these aren’t ordinary students. These students are born without the necessary body quirks required for adrenaline, instead replaced with extreme powers set in three categories.
P-type: Increase in strength, increase in speed, increase in stamina, increase in dexterity, increase in all physical aspects (Can be seen visually by electrical veins on the muscles being boosted.)
I-type: Increase in Reaction time, ability to manipulate the direction of matter, increase in learning capabilities, increase in confidence. (Can be shown with energy induced eyes when abilities active)
S-type: Ability to manipulate Power types, ability to perceive other realities, able to affect other minds. Able to reverse other realities.
Redo comes to his senses, after dozing off in class for the 3rd time that period. He looks around. Nothing has changed. The I-types at the front of the class look engaged as always.. The P-types are mucking around in the back rows, arm wrestling and whatnot. Then there’s Redo. Plain black hair. Standard uniform shirt and plain gray bomber jacket over the top. He’s stuck in the middle with the other 0-types, people born without any gifts or talents. He sighs, Nothing changes. “Hey! Hey! Idiot!'' Redo turns his head and sees his friend Amy. Her body’s outlined in a tint of blue. She’s using her astral breaching ability. He smirks.
Amy Lacovy Shoer: Redo’s best friend
Power level: 94
P-type: 10 (Physical ability)
I-type: 22 (Mental ability)
S-type: 62 (Spiritual ability)
“Over here idiot. I know you can hear me.” Amy whispers. She’s crouched behind Redo’s partially broken desk. Turning forward, he murmurs under his breath trying not to draw attention to himself. “What are you doing here? Does your teacher know you left?”
“Obviously not.” she responds. Amy stands up, crosses her arms, and looks frustrated.
“Your astral dimension shtick is gonna get noticed if you keep this up.” Redo states accusingly.
The teacher notices Redo talking to himself. “Redo?” Do you have something to share with the class?”
The entire class turns to look at Redo. Amy glares at him. “Whatever.” She looks around at all the others in the class. "You're not doing anything here. Come ditch with me. Apparently that new ice cream shop down the road isn't that bad.”
“Listen. I can’t do the whole your whole body disappears into oblivion, and if I try to use a bathroom I’m guaranteed to get followed by some P-type wanting to mess me up.”
Amy rolls her eyes and sighs. “Whatever. I’ll see you at lunch.” A blue flame envelopes her body and she disappears into thin air. He hopes she’s gone back to whatever class she came from.
After almost falling asleep again Redo is awoken to the bell ringing indicating P.E, and before the teacher even had a chance to dismiss the students, they all barrelled out of the room. Redo despised P.E, In a world divided by Power types, the teachers would divide even those without power. Redo stretches back in his chair groaning, the back gives way a little and Redo's eyes widen, falling to the floor. “I'm such an idiot” Redos watch beeps a little, the watches are government mandated tools given to students to watch their heart rate in order to control their power as the higher the heart rate, the higher the power output “90 bpm” He thought to himself “Why does it trigger warnings for powerless types like me” Redo thinks to himself annoyed at yet another reminder he was nothing. Redo gets up to leave, sighing again as he was gonna be late to P.E now which is guaranteed laps, closing his eyes, he is just about to step through the classroom doorway into the hallway when in a split second a foot shoots out in front of his legs clearly attempting to trip him over, Redo spots it out of the corner of his eyes, but is a little taken by surprise and falls over
“You’re actually pathetic” A familiar voice plays back to him. Looking up to see the face of the obnoxious I-type Quintus standing over him.
Quintus Chip Amor: hates 0-types (Don’t they all)
Power level: 85
P-type: 25 (Physical ability)
I-type: 50 (Mental ability)
S-type: 10 (Spiritual ability)
Redo rolls onto his back and attempts to stand up, Quintus digs his heel onto his chest preventing him from moving while wagging his finger “uh-uh” he smiles down at Redo. Quintus always looked like your typical douchebag to Redo, but that was because it always seemed to be Quintus who picked on him most, he had dirty blonde hair, sharp blue eyes, and black eyebrows that did not compliment his hair, the school uniform had a checkered shirt and uniform black pants, but students could wear whatever they wanted over it “People with no power don’t get to rise up.” Quintus says while laughing, Redo grits his teeth, Quintus was still wearing his Iconic baseball jacket, “When he didn’t even play for the team” Redo thought, it was still too big for Quintus and Redo could remember him wearing it since his middle school days, Redo struggling lets his gaze drift towards his watch as it starts to beep again “130 bpm, god stop making noise, it’ll give him another reason to bash me” Quintus laughs “Oh you getting worked up? What's a 0-type gonna do?” Quintus’s eyes glow a light cyan as Redo feels a heavy pressure on his whole body.
“Assholes can’t ever fight without using telekinesis” Redo calms himself. Quintus, aggravated at Redo's ability to stay calm, uses his Power to push even harder, making it difficult for Redo to breathe.“Please...stop” Redo Begged, Quintus grinned with malice in his expression before digging harder.
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Redo's vision started to fade his watch starts blaring one continuous note, he peeks at it, watching his heart rate counting in his head “179, 180…” the hard cement floor pulsing, the red lockers blurring together “He's...gonna..kill...me” Redo thought, as his vision blackened...Then suddenly all the weight is thrown off him all at once, looking up and coughing he sees Quinton being held against one of the lockers by a much bigger figure. Blinking a few times he clears his throat, his vision still returning “Amy…?” he asks, rubbing his eyes. “Who, me?” The figure asks “Is that an insult, I'm not a woman!” Redos vision returning to see “My name is Davon Jury, and I saved your ass”
Davon James Jury: Very proud
Power level: 64
P-type: 52 (Physical ability)
I-type: 10 (Mental ability)
S-type: 2 (Spiritual ability)
“Right...' `` Redo spluttered, “that was the cringiest line I’ve ever heard” Redo thought, still grateful for the assistance. “Hey! Don't ignore me!” Yelled Quintus squirming against the wall, his jacket almost tearing from the pressure``Do you even KNOW who I am! I’m a 50 I-type I will mess you UP!” Clearly unable to move, he tries to use his telekinesis on Davon, but his attacker merely grunted moving slightly. “shut-UP you're a 50+ type and you're picking on a 0-type, you sicken me." Glaring right into Quintus’s glowing eyes, intimidated quintus powers down and Davon continues "All of you I-types think the same'' he yells, aggravated quintus retorts “You P-types just don’t understand what true power is'' Quintus goes on “you have to put weaklings in their place”. Davon scoffs letting him go “hmph, there are better ways '' he says “stepping back to let Quintus walk away. Quintus glares at Redo on the ground, Davon steps in front again “You’ve done enough I think.” Davon warns, red electrical veins forming up his arms. “Whatever” Quintus replies, walking off hands shoved in his pockets, clearly not satisfied with the outcome.
“Hey...Uh...Thanks” Redo says nervously, not sure what he should do. “Don’t worry it's my job to protect the weak like you!” Davon bellows in response, stretching his arms as the veins fade, then strutting away without even looking back at Redo, “the civil protector type, huh, That final statement negates all gratitude I felt towards you” Redo thought to himself getting up from the floor and patting himself down, he check his watch again, “12:40 pm, I’m so late.” Running down the hallway trailing behind Davon.
“You two are LATE” yelled Mr Chen, the Physical Education teacher built like a mountain.
Mr Chen: Tough love
Power level:109
P-type: 82
I-type: 15
S-type:12
Mr Chen was absurdly strong and was obsessed with books surrounding being the most stereotypical sports teacher Redo could ever imagine, Redo had heard that apparently he was once caught reading a book dedicated to being the “Macho man” teacher. Redo didn’t doubt it. “Both of you line up, we are doing dodgeball, and because you two clearly think my class is a joke,” Mr Chen spoke sternly. “The teams will be p-types vs 0-types!”. These teams were extremely unfair, and everyone knew exactly what was going to happen, since students weren’t restricted on power use. “This is going to be a slaughter,” Redo thought. Glancing quickly over to the other 0-types guiltily as they glared at him venomously. Redo smiled awkwardly at them, they all turned in disgust.
Dodgeball teams:
P-types: power levels 0-types:
Davon: 64 Peter: 11
David: 42 Bella: 15
Toressa: 42 Emily: 15
Samuel: 32 Crystal: 10
Olivia: 22 Redo: 0
The game started terribly, the instant the whistle blew, it took all of 3 seconds for the p-types to travel to the halfway point of the gym and take 3 balls, and the gym wasn’t small by Redos standards. It was the biggest building in the school roughly 28.7 by 19.5m wide with a roof that would seem far too out of reach, lined with basketball/netball strips. Redo and the others stood shocked, “What do we do?” Peter asks, staring anxiously at Davon holding one of the dodgeballs, arms glowing with red veins. Davon yells from the other side of the court “I know you may be weak, but I have too much respect for all of you to go easy, so.” He starts raising the arm with the dodgeball. “I must go all out.” Throwing the ball directly into Bellas face, sending her flying into the back wall of the gym. Barely conscious, she gets moved off to the side lines. Peter grabs the ball that hit Bella, and raises his arm, jittering nervously the whole way, before getting brutally thrown against the wall right where Bella had been, but he was unconscious. Redo gulped trying to think of some easier way to get out of the game rather than getting sent to the nurses office, but he wasn’t paying attention as when he looked up again. He’s hit directly in the head and sent somersaulting through the air. Hitting the ground, Redo coughs winded, but he could still stand. Patting his chest, but he didn't have any visible bruising or wounds, he was just a little shocked. "I'm tougher than I thought" Redo thought, picking himself up quickly. Looking around he notices everyone staring at him. "Ha Ha! 0-types are tougher than I thought" Davon shouts in approval. Redo laughed nervously before stepping off the court and the match continued. Redo patted himself down, he was still uninjured despite everything, including the encounter with Quintus, Redo just put It down to luck and didn't think much more of it.
The round ended quickly, Peter being the only 0-type to be able to get a hand on any dodge balls and Redo ended up having to take three of them to the nurses clinic. The nurses office is placed very conveniently "And probably deliberately" right next to the gym. The nurse opens up the door. "Oh dear!" She gasped "Is Mr Chen making you 0-types play sports again.",
The nurse
Power level:
P-type: 34 (ability to cause others natural regeneration to amplify)
I-type: 15
S-type: 10
"He knows better than this." The nurse continued.
"That's probably why he did it" Redo thought it, looking at his injured classmates as the nurse activates her ability, Redo always thought it was interesting how the healing system worked, the only part of the education system he cared about, he wanted to be a doctor for 0-types, essentially the nurse increases her own heart rate activating her innate physical boost to strength and natural regeneration, while simultaneously using S-type based aura manipulation to cause a surge in regeneration on specific targets she can touch. Which is another barrier Redo had to cross.
"I'll handle it from here darling." The nurse says,
"Right, sorry, I'll head back now."
"Good luck now."
Redo hadn't realized that he was just standing there staring, "I must have looked like a creep"