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Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

John looked intensely at Nic. "Had you ever been outside the base before today?" John asked the alien. 14 years was a long time to be on Earth and still talk like a crazy person.

Fate Tied in a Knot

John stood at the front of the mansion, looking around at the others. Some were talking and others were just standing around like him. One girl came running up, almost tripping over a rock in her excitement. Who knew what this would have to offer. He might as well make the most of it though. "Does anyone know when we're gonna be let in?" John asked the others around him.

Battle of the Academies (2)

John stood in his room, looking out the window at all the new arrivals. He saw Micah, one of his classmates, rush outside to help one of them. He decided to go down stairs and be the welcoming committee. He walked out of his room which was strewn with clothes waiting to be put away, and orbs of light that bathed the room in white. He took the stairs two steps at a time and was soon standing in the magnificent entry way. He started greeting new started greeting a bunch of first years and explaining all the features of the Academy.

Meanwhile, John's brother, Fletcher was up to different activities. He was sneaking down the stairs to the dungeon, bathed in shadows. He had witnessed the instructor drag Ashley down there and had decided to go help there. He and Ashley had come to the school the same year and had worked together in class a few times. Fletcher eventually came to the locked door. He launched a volley of shadows at the door and it flew off it's hinges revealing Ashley, chained to the wall. "Well hello there Ashley," Fletcher said smirking.

Undead Summer

John sat on the counter of Hollister, his iPhone in hand, playing around with the idea of calling this girl who had given him her number earlier. And then he heard the alarm beep, signaling the entrance of a customer. He looked over his shoulder at the door and realized with a fright that whoever had just walked in was super screwed up. "Sir, do you need help?" he asked, his brow furrowed in worry. The man looked up at him and growled. John was struck by a horribly offending odor as the man crept closer, one leg dragging as if it had been snapped in two. John slid behind the counter and grabbed the baseball bat the owner kept there in case of a robbery. He gripped it tight and brought it up in front of his face just as the man lunged over the counter at him, mouth snapping. It was at this point that John got a good look at him. He was horribly pale, blood splattered all over his yellowed teeth. And was that meat stuck in between his teeth. John gagged as he threw the psychopath off of him. He swung his bat on the thing's head and then puked. "Shit! What the hell was that?!" John shouted to no one in particular. He knew that it was a zombie. or some really freaky cannibal. But zombie was the first word that came to mind. He jumped over the counter and ran out of the store, baseball bat in hand. The normally pristine tile was strewn with blood and guts and the occasional hand. The smell was terrible. He crept through the mall, peering into stores that had already been abandoned. He knew some kids from school worked in some stores on the other side of the mall. Maybe it would be a good idea to head there.

Rebuilding the world

John nodded at Liz's suggestions as he opened up a box of oatmeal and went in search of water.

Battle of the Academies (2)

I'll post tonight. I'm on my phone so I can't type long stuff really quick and efficient

Mutants

"What was your favorite book?" John asked.

Mutants

John nodded. "So what did you do down in that basement for fun? I mean you had to have something?" John asked, hoping he wasn't prying to deep.

Rebuilding the world

"Ummm I took culinary freshman year of high school. I know my way around a kitchen I guess," John said, following Liz into the warehouse.

Mutants

John came in and sat in one of the chairs. Wow her room was considerably more furnished than his. Though they probably assumed that after being on the run, he'd like a little more freedom with his room design. "This is a nice room. A bit more clothed than mine is," he said.