OOC: I saw this thread, read it, and I actually took interest into it. My character is in the profile page.
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A man standing a bit over 6', spiked dark steel coloured hair, and a thin, muscular body was walking down the street, a bit after he got out of his school. The time was around 9:00 p.m. since it night school he attended. He got about three or four blocks from his house when he noticed a few kids from school that didn't like him, and he didn't them much either. The slowly crept behind him for a bout a block. They quickly pulled infront of him, right as he was about to cross the street. The rushed out of their car, dressed all wangster, poserish style coming straight for him, "So you think your al badass because you got some ability to heal? Come on you big ass behemoth, fight us. Since, ya' know you can heal quickly, you should be able to take all of us down." The group of kids began to laugh as Cratos stepped back. He wasn't a fan of a fighting for no reason, and all he knew he could do was heal.
Another car, more of a S.U.V. pulled up with more of the wangster kids, having about ten in the S.U.V. There was now about sixteen kids surrounding Cratos.
Cratos began to speak with a soft voice, no fear, just soft, "Why are you trying to fight me?"
All the kids laughed a bit, "Well you're a freakish mutant, and you're not normal. you don't belong. The principal of our school decided to pay us if we got rid of you."
Cratos laughed a bit, going from a soft voice to a deep, rough voice, "So you think your all badasses because you think you can beat because it's 20 vs. 1. Is that it? Well, I guess we'll just see if you can beat me, since, well supposably all I can do is heal."
The first kid ran at Cratos, "Big ass dope, I'ma take you down."
Cratos dropped his bag, and threw his right fist forward, turning into pure titanium. The fist smashed the kids nose in, jamming it straight into the kids brain.
The kid layed on the gorund screaming in pain, as he slowly dies.
Within that punch the rest of the kids decided to rush at Cratos. Cratos then slammed his left fist into the ground as spikes of steel rose from the ground, forming a wall. Some of the kids, about eight of them ran into the spikes, but the rest stopped before they got stabbed. The steel then turned into hands, grabbing all the kids, and caging them in the hands. The hands then went under the ground, pulling the kids under, as if they were never there.
Cratos then walked the rest of the way home, to see that there was a huge, blue jet hovering above his home. He then stepped inside, to see a man in a wheel chair. Cratos looked at his parents, then the man in the wheel chair, "Who the hell are you?"
The man in the chair reached out his right hand, "I am Proffessor Xavier. I have a school for the gifted." Cratos stuck his right hand out, shaking Xaviers hand. "I am Cratos, but you can call me Bio-Breaker."
Xavier chuckled a bit, "well, your parents want you to go to this school, where you don't get harrassed by everyone else."
Bio-Breaker got a smirk, "Do they have a training program? A program where different mutants can train and spar with each other.?"
Xavier nodded his head, "Yes we do. We also got single-form training where you train against different machines and we have team-training, where you train with a team of friends, against other teams."
Bio-Breaker looked at Xavier and shook his head, "I'm in."
Xavier smiled, "Good."
Xavier and Bio-Breaker walked out the door. Bio-Breaker then placed his hands on the ground and lifted them up. As he did, a pillar of steal rose from the ground, lifting them to the jet. They enetered the jet and took off to the academy.
About 2 hours later, they reached the Academy. Xavier exited the plane first, followed by his team. And last was Bio-Breaker. He looked around a bit, "Wow, not to shabby."
He walked off the lowering platform, and was escorted by a woman.
"I am Ororo Munroe. I will escort you to your room where you can unpack."
Bio-Breaker looked at Ororo, "Thanks."
About ten minutes later, they reached the room, seeing another kid in there. Ororo entered the room, "Well, here's your roommate. Get along."
Ororo exited the room. Bio-Breaker looked at the kid next to him. A lot smaller than him.
"I'm going to guess you're Jason? The pot-hole kid?"
Cratos kept unpacking his bags and stuff, till he was done. It took maybe five minutes for him to put away his clothing since all he had was black cargo pants and black a-shirts.
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