HERO HIGH 2 - The Mystery

Harkin yawned. "Wellllll, I'm bored. I'm gonna go sit." She waved at Sam and brushed passed Hunter as if he wasn't even there. Thyme just stood, watching Hunter wearily.

"Hmm...Isn't that for strike force?" she grabbed at the shirt hanging on her shoulder, "here I kinda borrowed this." She felt something coming for the shirt, "Harkin do you fell theres something different about Hunter, something dark, evil."

Harkin waved. "Yep. Shouldn't be long now. Trust Thyme, Sam. He'll watch over you."

Hunter looked at the shirt and took it. "Umm how did you? Nevermind...Well if you don't go on the mission it'll be just me and you and the talking horse. And yea I think something is changing me.." Hunter looked at his black glove.

Sam gave Hunter a confused look then gave it to Harkin, "wait what shouldn't be long now?"

Harkin sat down under a tree, calling over to Sam. "Hunters sanity.. His life.. Your peace. A battle is coming Sam. I can't do anything more than warn you. He's bad news. He needs to be locked away or killed before it ruins you, dear..." Thyme laid his ears back and lowered his head. "She has a point..."

"What the he'll are you talking about? I'd never hurt Sam. And how would you know all this?"

"But...that can't be true Harkin...can it?" she looked at Hunter. "I know he is annoying some times but hes not evil."

She shrugged. "Not yet. But it's not long until he looses control."

Hunter looked back at Sam."Don't believe her she wouldn't know a thing! Neither would a horse!" Hunter sat back down on the stairs.

Sam rubbed her forehead, "I wish things were simple and we could just have fun and go to school and be happily ever after." Sam sat down next to Harkin, "So Thyme how do you like this world so far," she gave the horse a faint smile.

"Yeah me too... I could have sworn he threatened to kill me... Huh.." She closed her eyes and laid back.

Thyme was munching the grass. "It tastes good! I don't get sand in my teeth!"

Hunter ignored Harkins stupid comments and laid back watching the sky. "I actually do feel something different but I don't know what. But this hero thing is not for me..."

liam rushed into the cafeteria - "just got the news" he said to andrew.."thanks for letting me advance...miles was bit of a wanker, but he was alright..id be honored to take his place.."

andrew turned to the rest of them..."even thought he was beaten in the tournament by...weston, i believe - ive allowed liam to advance to division A to take mile's place.."

François, wearing his trademark smile, leaned back in his chair, absentmindedly twirling a construct ball through his fingers. He was bored, and waiting for his test. He had a small idea of what it might be, but he wasn't exactly sure. Anyway, whatever it may be, he knew he was ready, he had been practicing extensively.

"there's just one more student i need to bring in..sit tight for a minute" andrew said...liam giggled at the inside joke as andrew walked out..
"whats so funny?" leon asked, looking puzzled..
liam looked around.."i didnt advanced through the ranks for free you know...i had to last in a 1 on 1 fight with a teacher for a full minute..thats what mr brok has gone to do now.."
"oh!" leon said, now looking surprised.."thats interesting..i wonder who the last student is.."

andrew walked into the room where françois was.."ok, exam time..we're gonna teleport to a different location first, to avoid the school lockdown.." andrew grabbed françois on the shoulder and teleported them both to a different loaction, not far from the school...
"your exam, françois" andrew said "is to last against me in a fight, for a full minute..if you do that you'll make it to strikeforce division A...start when you're ready...andrew stood ready, completely calm and relaxed, and got into a rather lazy h2h fighting stance..

François didn't say a word, he merely kept smiling and quickly morphed his ball into a whip. He flicked the end of the whip at the teacher's feet, hoping to catch them and pull him to the ground.

andrew responded with a whip of his own, made of pure electricity..it quickly fried françois' whip, and andrew rushed foward, teleporting to cover the distance and delivered a punch to the sternum..
*57...56...* andrew thought, counting down the minute that françois had to stay in the fight..

"Damn he's fast..." François quickly dived to the left, the punch grazing him before he got clear. He could feel the power in that punch, and was immediately glad he managed to dodge it. Thinking fast, he created several small knives, fanning them out and shooting them towards Andrew. He followed up with a punch of his own, but at the last moment grabbed one of his knives and whipped around to stab him.

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andrew's hands crackled with electricty..he slapped away the knives as though they were flies, the electricity acting like shields to protect his hands..he still managed to see the stab move coming, and and dodged backwards, rushing back in to try one punch to the gut, and another the jaw..the only difference this time was that his hands still glowed with electrcity as he threw his left and right hooks..
*45...44...*