Why the is this fucking happening to me! God damn it! I knew that something was fishy when those dickheads told us that we were eternal heroes.

I closed my dead eyes as another nightmare came towards me, I opened and closed my eyes once again as I went back to the day this fuckfest started.

*** ??? Days Earlier ***

My name is Ambrosius Amos Black, or just Amos Black. While most would say that I am a beautiful harmless butterfly, the dickheads pummeling my head right now and telling me to worship the very fucking ground they walk on would say otherwise.

Well sarcasm aside I stand on the medium side with a 5’11 height, I have a thin frail frame and long pristine white unkempt hair, my only redeeming features would be my beautifully made sarcastic voice and my blood red eyes.

I am a smart kid, so I got into a prestigious academy reserved for the elite of the elite. My thoughts?

Fan-fucking-tastic.

I don’t give two shits if it is an amazing academy or if the people who graduate from their become the elitists of the society. The only reason I do is because of my beautiful mom. Somedays I am surprised that she can even look at me.

I have a very sharp and sculpted face, and I would have a good amount of muscles if we had enough to eat, but I am not complaining, as long as my mother is alive and I am alive and we have food, even if it is scraps, I will stand stoic and nice for my mother.

Ever since I was born I never knew who my dad is, but if he came here today I’d beat some good sense into him before my mother would give me a beating for beating my dad.

That's why my mother is special, her big heart and her almost infinite capacity to forgive makes everyone like her.

Sadly the dickheads who went to the school thought I cheated on the entrance exam...even after I took it three times and scored 110% on all of them, even getting the secret questions right.

I sighed as I just kept enduring the insults this assholes kept throwing upon me while beating the beautiful everliving crap out of me, it's always sunshines and rainbows in my life kids!

Finally they seemed to be satisfied and went away happily, while I could floor them with a few punches, my mom would kill me and then bring my soul back from hell for eternal grounding.

I doubt even the devil would stand up to my mom in angry mode. She can make even the strongest people flinch even with her short petite frame.

I got up and patted my everloving blue pants that were right in the middle between tight and loose, they were just perfect with me, and after learning and obscene amount of sewing I was able to keep them for a few years with me in perfect condition.

I sighed and picked my lovely ass up and walked towards the my next class and groaned when I remembered what it was.

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Mr. Klein's chemistry class is the worst time of the day, he would always quiz me on a bunch of stuff that only the god damn bachelor’s would know and then accuse of me of cheating when I answer all of them correctly.

Well…at least my name is nice?...that counts...right….

“Well look who decided to show up, Mr. Black your late, didn’t you notice the class bell ring?” said the obtuse watermelon teacher right after the bell ringed.

I sighed as I answered him.

“Yes...Mr. Klein, sadly I got kept up a little because my locker wouldn’t open.” I said with a blank and steady voice.

Annoyance flashed across his face as he crunched himself up, he told me to go sit down and then addressed the class.

“Today...we are going to learn about hematosis. Does anybody know what hematosis is? Mr. Black if you would please tell us as it was in the homework last night?” said Mr. Klein, directly call me out.

I sighed and then answered him as I remembered the definition of the term which I found the good ole way, sitting in a musty library with a science book on one hand and a definition in the other.

“Hematosis is the conversion of venous into arterial blood, long story short it's the oxygenation in the lungs.” I answered with a calm and steady voice.

Ignore the urge to murder the teacher, ignore the urge to murder the teacher, ignore the urge to murder the teacher, just ignore it, if you kill someone right now your mother will beat the everloving crap out of you and ground for eternity, I don’t think even god would get you out of eternal groundation.

Mr. Klein, apparently satisfied with my answer kept on droning on and on about the various things regarding hematosis, all of which I learned with one hand on the science book and the other on a definition.

I am telling you kids the good ole way of learning works perfectly, who needs computers nowaday?

I mentally blocked him out as he continued his usual lecture, I sighed as I slumped down in my sit, while my pristine white hair was like a mane that went down almost towards my shoulders, I still used it as protection against the world when the bangs would cover my sight.

I suddenly got out of my philosophical mind when I heard screams, as I lifted my head up I saw a bright flash of light before I found myself standing in a enormous circular chamber.

An old wizened voice resounded throughout the chamber, please don’t let this be what I think it is.

“Welcome oh almighty and powerful heroes! Please save us from the eternal damnation of the demons!”

Crap...my mom is going to kill me…no scratch that I think she would kill me a few times before grounding for a few eons, or at least until the world ended.