Adam was so shocked that he hadn't even had time to process what was happening when he felt someone push him from behind. “Whoop!”He was falling from the top balcony of his hotel booked room, and he could see the ground getting closer and closer. He had no time to think, no time to plan, no time to react. All he could do was fall.As he fell, a thousand questions raced through his mind. Who had pushed him? How had they gotten into his hotel room? And why had they done it? But he had no time to ponder these questions, because he was plummeting towards the ground at a terrifying speed. He was certain that he was going to be seriously injured, or worse, die!As he plummeted towards the ground, he heard the horn of a truck blaring nearby. “Pum! Pum!!”He thought it might be a mirage, a hallucination brought on by the fear and confusion of the moment. But as he fell closer to the ground, the sound grew louder. He was suddenly struck by a horrifying realization - he was going to be hit
Adam hit the ground with a thud, his stomach taking the brunt of the impact. Confusion clouded his mind as he struggled to understand what had just happened. How had the girl managed to throw him across the room without even getting close to him? But with just the words she had spoken - but how was that possible? It didn't make any sense.Adam lifted his head from the floor, squinting up at the girl who loomed over him. Behind her, a bunch of teenage kids from the detention room had gathered, an angle of 180 degrees, like points on a compass, surrounding him on all sides. As he lay on the floor, Adam's head was spinning from the impact of the throw. His eyes were heavy, and it took all his effort to keep them open. But he knew he had to see what was happening around him, no matter how much it hurt. As he blinked, his vision came into focus, revealing a scene unlike anything he had ever seen before.As his vision cleared, Adam noticed that the students' eyes were glowing with otherwo
On the way home, his eyes were heavy with exhaustion. His head lolled against his mother's shoulder, and he couldn't even see the streets outside of the school. He was caught in a hazy daze, too tired to even be aware of his surroundings.It wasn't a willing sleep though, his mother had done something to him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep the moment they left the school. He was completely unaware of what was happening as his mother carried him home, his body limp and heavy in her arms.The woman was certainly strong, both physically and powerfully. She was as powerful as any of the others, her skill unearthly and almost supernatural. "Look, I got this for you," she said, and placed a white notepad in his hands. As soon as they entered the house, Adamax woke up with a start. He looked around in confusion, and it slowly dawned on him that he hadn't seen the outside world at all - not the sky, not the plants, not even the people. He had been asleep the entire time, and he had
Adam's eyes fluttered open as the grogginess began to dissipate, his young voice cracking as he spoke. "Ugh," he grunted, still feeling the effects of sleep weighing heavily on his mind and body.As he fluttered his eyes open, he was met with the sight of several faces staring down at him. "What the heck?!" Adam exclaimed as he sat bolt upright, the sudden movement making him dizzy. He realized he'd been lying down, and now he was sitting up. As his eyes scanned the room, he could only see the legs of the youngsters standing around him. Then, it dawned on him that he was the center of attention, and they were all staring at him. Some of them were smirking and snickering, as if amused by his confusion."Where am I?" Adam thought to himself, his mind racing to make sense of the situation. The last thing he remembered was shaking hands with the strange little girl, Laylane, and then everything went black. And now, here he was, surrounded by teenagers who were finding his disorientatio
“Ha, ha, ha!” Adamax let out a strangled laugh, his chest heaving as he panted for breath. He was exhilarated and terrified at the same time, the adrenaline coursing through his body like a jolt of electricity.His eyes darted left and right, looking for any sign of the others. "Am I finally out of sight?" he whispered to himself. He was crouched in the janitor's closet, heart pounding in his chest. He hoped he had escaped undetected.A vow formed in his mind - he would never return to that classroom, not if he could help it. "And what is this 'talent' they keep talking about?" he wondered. It was a strange, mysterious concept, but he couldn't deny that he was curious to know his own. Yet, he was also terrified of what he might find out.Adam crept out of the janitor's room, backpack slung over his shoulder, careful not to make a sound. He made his way through the school and out the front door, eager to see what the outside world looked like in this strange, unfamiliar place.“Woah
Pedro frowned as he looked down at the little boy, his expression dark and stern. "How did you do that?" he growled, grabbing Adamax by the collar of his shirt. He was a man of quick temper, and he did not tolerate jokes or pranks. "I'm warning you, kid," Pedro snarled, revealing his sharp fangs in a silent threat. "Don't mess with me. I'm not playing games." His words were spoken with a tone of menace, and his gaze was cold and unyielding. Adamax stumbled backward, stunned by the strange phenomenon. No matter how fast or slow Pedro walked, the steps always remained six strides long. It was as if time and space were bending to his will. Adamax was at a loss for words, utterly bewildered by what he had witnessed.Despite his shock, Adamax found himself lifted off the ground by the collar of his shirt. Pedro's strength was far greater than his own, and he was powerless to resist. "Speak!" Pedro barked, his tone leaving no room for argument. Adamax trembled as he hung suspended in
Adamax awoke to the sound of laughter and the feeling of eyes upon him. It took him a moment to realize where he was. It seemed that, once again, his mother had made him fall asleep and deposited him in his classroom.But this time, something was different. He didn't feel shocked or fearful. Instead, he felt a strange sense of confidence. He knew that no matter how useless his power was, it was still something unique to him. He was special, even if his talent wasn't particularly useful.Adamax's thoughts raced as he tried to right himself. "All I need to do is play my cards right," he mused to himself. "I have to figure out how to use this power to my advantage. I have to find a way to make it work for me."As Adamax got to his feet, a familiar voice called out from across the room. "Where do you think you're going?" It was the fire-wielding boy from the first day of school, the one who had bullied Adamax and made him wet his pants.The boy bent down, his hand forming a small firebal
Adam looked down, searching for a way to get back to the ground, but instead of the winding streets of Ulaetsria, he saw something entirely different. Before him was a wide, cobblestone street, bustling with activity. Shops and cafes lined the street, and people of all complexions and sizes walked along the sidewalk. This was definitely not Ulaetsria.The main street he saw was flooded with light, as if it were a bright summer afternoon. Everything about it was familiar - the people, the shops, the sounds and smells - it all reminded him of home. “Humph!” He looked up to confirm his suspicion. If he was really back in his world then, he would see the sun and a bright blue sky and not a purple one.When he looked up, he saw the sun shining in a clear blue sky. He couldn't help but let out a whoop of joy. “Yay!”But his celebration was cut short when he heard his own voice, still that of the kid. It seemed that while he was back in his own world, he was still trapped in the kid's bod