[center][h1] Max Callaghan [/h1][/center]

Max climbs out of the bus, two duffel bags swung over his shoulders as he dropped them down where he was instructed to.  He took some time to look around at Green's and breathed in the air.  It was nice to be out here, not in the crowded public school hallways or holed up in his basement practicing Judo.  Here he had a future.  

Max noticed the others making their way to the Training complex and took the opportunity to blend in with the others, something he usually slipped back to when he was in school. He glanced over at his future classmates and raised an eyebrow.  They looked much better than he thought they would be.  They weren't huge with humongous guns.  They looked normal.  Like him and that cheered him up a bit.  Enough to make him wave to greet them.

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