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- Hey! It hurts...- Shut up! - I growled, from which my sonorous girlish voice echoed around the hall, making the guy freeze in surprise, - You stupid brainless ... He is trying to change the world! Is it difficult to guess that your powers are not magnetism? But who will begin to take an example from you ?! Your abilities allow you to manipulate electricity instead of attracting objects!My scream left Oscar speechless and his jaw dropped. He just sat there, making a stupid expression on his face, while I, flushed with irritation, walked from side to side, struggling with a wild desire to strangle the kid. Crap! But also, I hope that my insults somehow dampen his ardor. Too bad for the guy.Oscar jumped to his feet with such a formidable angry look that I immediately prepared for a fight. It's gone. The guy just screamed wildly at the top of his lungs to the point of hoarseness, and then kicked a concrete block with his foot. Once again, and again, he added with his fist, and then h
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“Oscar, take a deep breath, and finally tell me what you want?” I decided to push him.The redhead fell silent, took a deep breath, and then blurted out his question:How did you know about my power? He looked at me with a look full of interest, and then hurried to add, “Sorry, I sometimes get very nervous ...And he wants to become the strongest with such problems?“Magnetism is not your entire strength. I realized this when the light flickered as you demonstrated your abilities and I was able to see the electricity rising from the floor to the stone.“And when you saw it, you understood everything?” - now in his eyes I have become almost a deity descended from heaven.Can you say that now I have my own admirer? More precisely, Jess, Hida have a lot of them, judging by the comments under the video.“Yes, I read about something similar,” I quickly answer so that he does not suspect anything.It is better to say that something similar was in a book or the Internet, so he will believe a
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Ten days have passed since the conversation with Lola and her departure from the academy.Vee returned from her reconnaissance mission, but all this time I endured the annoying Oscar and his attempts to become stronger. The guy every single day stuck to me like a bath leaf, trying to ask about something or share his impressions. Sometimes all the surrounding students were already looking at us somehow strangely, and many even began to think that we were dating. It's humiliating. I, the hero who bore the title - The Strongest, is considered a couple of some red-haired kid. I have nothing against him, but this is idiotic. Is it really necessary for everyone to bring guys and girls walking next to each other? Nobody thinks we can just be friends? Or is the ever-embarrassed Oscar letting them think about our intimacy?I tried to avoid him, to ignore him, but he stubbornly continued to follow me. Wherever I was, he found me and waved as if we were old bosom friends. At one point, it pissed
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- Farther? We'll get you to work. I managed to find out only crumbs of information. How many people are outside, the timing of deliveries, which politicians visit them sometimes, and how many prostitutes they order. I also saw some kind of super flying in, but I couldn’t see it in the dark. Yes, I was afraid that I would be caught. Suddenly he has some kind of super hearing ...“So you want to infiltrate me into the mafia?”- No-e-e-e-t, what are you? What mafia? You will be a regular servant. Local punks who work for them for money and which they periodically leak to the police so that they create the appearance of catching drug dealers.“They have a pretty high staff turnover,” Lola shook her head, brushing her bangs off her face.- Get settled with them, I will recommend you, ask you to warm up for a while, - Vee continued to say, - And while you look around, you will remember everything. How many cells, where the money is stored, when it arrives and when it is shipped ... Remember
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Outside the window it pours like a bucket ...I hate!There is a huge pile of papers on the table that need to be checked ...I hate!The old lamp that stood on the corner of my desk is blinking fast...Infuriates!I asked to replace the light bulb a week ago, but they didn’t…Tired!Striking the table lamp with my palm, I caused it to light up again and finally disperse the looming twilight of the police station.The detective department was illuminated by cold light in the corridor, and workplaces with small wooden tables fenced from each other by low partitions that could hide from a neighbor only your hands and papers on the table, but not the angry look with which I am burning it right now, nothing was illuminated except for old lamps.- What hatched on me ?! I hissed angrily.The man immediately hurried to get up from his seat, throwing a brown cloak over his shoulders, left the room slamming the door.To be sure, I followed him with my eyes until he disappeared inside the eleva
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This is my first time in his office and I already want to puke. He stinks more than all the detectives put together, which speaks of his venality. A lot of sins have accumulated behind his little soul, and I smell them like a damn hellhound. I only lack the flame to strike him and make him feel all the atrocities committed by him.Hold on, Katie.“To what do you owe this late visit, Grinn?”Thick, unkempt, with snow-white teeth that stood out against the pale greasy skin. Liquid tendrils that you want to get rid of at the first glance.“Academy-related cases, why are they being archived!?I decided not to pull the bull by the horns and say everything directly. At the same time, she did not forget to approach the table and sharply lower her palms on it. That's what the characters in the movies did when they decided to put pressure on the captain, and it worked.But not in my case.The captain did not move at all, only lowered his piggy eyes down, and then slowly looked up at me.“I don
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Something too often, being in a new body, I get into some kind of trouble. As soon as we let Katherine into our house, the door of the apartment was knocked out by an explosion, and we were seized. Memory helpfully throws up scattered fragments of a conversation that we had before the attack. Kat, one might say, fell on my head like a Japanese kamikaze on an aircraft carrier. The girl was out of her mind. Dilated pupils looked at me with insatiable hunger and desire, the scarlet skin of her face, frequent heavy sighs, she looked more like an excited drug addict than a harsh and terrible detective. She tried in every possible way to get close to me, and this made her uncomfortable. She pressed me against the wall, breathed into my neck, so at the same time she was also rude. Crap! I can’t say that I don’t like assertive girls who take the initiative in their own hands, but not when everything goes like this. Although it is worth recognizing it turned me on. I have never been a fan of
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It surprised. Why did she decide to release me first? She could help herself first… “Now help me. So helping each other and actually holding hands so that the paper clip does not disappear into the air, we got out of the steel fetters holding us back. - Finally! Katherine whispered wearily, leaning against an iron beam. Her chest heaved up and then down heavily in time with her greedy breaths. After just a couple of minutes, we were out of breath as if we had run a couple of kilometers of cross-country. But we still need to get out of here and face those who kidnapped us. - Get down! Katherine whispered as she jumped at me. She pressed my body to the floor, and she fell down herself, trying to completely hide behind boxes with broken equipment and a bunch of tools from above. At first I did not understand what all this was for, but then I managed to hear quiet steps. Someone was walking in our direction with a confident, neat step. Is it one of our guards? They finally decided to sh
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The noise of the crowd in the bar forced me to break away from my own thoughts, interrupting them like TV static, preventing me from focusing on what had happened in the past.I would like to forget all this altogether, throw it away and move on with my life.But it's hard to do all this, sitting in an old bar, drinking cheap diluted beer while grimacing at the putrid smell of people around, and also watching another reminder on TV ...“It's been a week since that horrific incident when a group of supervillains took over the Superhero Academy, set off explosions all over Yuniopolis, and released the prisoners from Ironville Prison.Here, in time with the voice of the pretty girl of the announcer, frames of devastation began to appear on the screen. Destroyed to the ground houses, formed as if they were made of playing cards. Burning shopping centers, churches, administrations, and, behold, the prison itself in all its glory, in the iron wall of which a huge hole gapes.It turns out th
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After all, it will not be possible to get everything and clean it.Mistakes are not allowed.- I'll free you! Now is the time! Marcus snapped out of his seat.He ran up to Rena and grabbed her by the waist and turned her back to him. He pressed something on the device hanging on his belt, and then, with a buzzing sound, began to inject a huge amount of a drug that enhances abilities through the tubes.Rene started screaming in pain again, but this time her agony was stronger. The girl fell to the floor, began to writhe, bend, tear her clothes and scratch her skin.I can't even imagine how she feels right now.“Be patient, dear,” Marcus whispered, stroking her bald head, “It’s okay, you have to do this, remove the pain, endure it and free HER, even if you yourself have to die.”Who is locked up there? What woman is so important to Marcus that he is ready to give people's lives for her? What should I do? To stop him?Not! I've gone too far! You can not stop half way because of your own
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My fingers closed around Katherine's throat. I could feel it shrinking, trying to get at least a breath of life-giving air, but I didn't let it happen.All.End.Removing my hand, I looked at the pale face of the girl with her eyes closed. Heavy, greedy sighs escape my lips, as if I had just been strangled, not her. Not enough oxygen, dizzy.I didn't want to end up like this. Did not want.Yielding to a conscientious impulse, I felt the artery on her neck with two fingers - there is a pulse, but weak.Already happy. I was afraid that I would kill her, I would overdo it with force. After all, he could break her cervical vertebrae with gloves, or somehow harm her.Crap…Is it all worth it? Since when am I ready to strangle a person for the sake of some ephemeral piece of information?“Sorry, Kat,” I whisper, looking at her face.Bending down a little, I kiss her on the forehead, and then I get up and walk towards the descent. I feel extremely lousy at this moment. Somewhat overly emotio
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Strange feeling.You seem to have experienced remembering, you know that they are in your head, and you can even feel them, but you can’t see them. It's akin to taking an old disc from the shelf, inserting it into the player and it won't play, it's damaged. So do I.- Don't you remember? Marcus was sincerely surprised. “Well, no wonder, she warned about something like that.- Can you continue your story? I ask irritably, feeling my temples begin to squeeze.“Okay,” Marcus replied with a shrug as he walked around Rene.He took a chair, and passing a little closer to me, placing it next to me.“Sit down, I see you are not well,” he said in a voice full of sympathy and concern.His hand rested on my shoulder, forcing me to gently, but at the same time, adamantly sink into the seat.Then, smiling, he stepped aside breaking the distance and showing his empty hands.Why such courtesy?But thanks to this thoughtful gesture on his part, I was able to sit back in my chair and allow myself to r
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The elevator doors parted in different directions, revealing the inside of a metal booth, upholstered in wood in the old style of the sixties. Once inside, I turned around to face the closing doors. My gaze slowly lowered to see small streaks of blood trailing from the elevator doors.Looking down, I noticed blood dripping from the gloves mixed with everything else. In the joints between the fingers, where the metal was connected by some kind of elastic lining, someone's long hair was stuck, which I immediately pulled out, throwing it aside.The unpleasant consequences of the death of many people. They always leave a lot of dirt behind. It is even surprising why nature made death so dirty? Is it really only in order to thereby scare away all other predators from the body and let it decompose becoming fertilizer?If so, then humanity has broken this primary cycle. Those students definitely can't become fertilizer for anything. They are cremated, and the ashes will be scattered somewher
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“… and that’s how we come to the fact that we need to check you out!” Guys, kill her!What? Who? What is it about? Who to kill? What guys? I got distracted! Crap! Looks like he's inviting trouble...Sighing, I looked at the crowd of zombified students walking towards me. They all walked quite briskly, someone hovered above the ground, a couple climbed the walls and tried to take a position above me. I was surrounded, and if they use their abilities, it will be very bad for me.Without waiting for the attack, I made a short dash forward, jumped up and, pushing off the bench, caught my hands on the metal roof of the canopy that blocked the paths between the buildings of the academy.They immediately grabbed me by the legs and began to pull me down, trying to fight back, I heard how their fingers and hands were breaking. One of them actually had my boot run into his face, breaking his nose, but he didn't even notice. That's just a huge minus.Zombified people do not feel pain, they are r
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So the time has come to fight against the mentors who have been sharing their knowledge with me all this short time. I must admit that everything they taught me here came in handy for me very soon. Even unexpectedly, somehow.Just as unexpected as Yolanda's attacks.A beautiful woman in a long dress standing against the wall attacked us with her ability.Stone blocks flew at us. Walls appeared right in front of your nose, and under your feet every now and then small obstacles strove to jump out. I had to dodge very often. So often that I could no longer really keep track of anything else, my gaze was lost in all this flickering of concrete sculptures and deadly structures, and I completely surrendered to the will of instincts.Run a meter forward, and then bounce back to dodge the concrete guillotine that has arisen above your head, roll to the side in the hope of slipping under a multi-ton block.— Watch out! I shout to Katherine.Sliding across the floor, I grab the girl by the legs
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It surprised. Why did she decide to release me first? She could help herself first… “Now help me. So helping each other and actually holding hands so that the paper clip does not disappear into the air, we got out of the steel fetters holding us back. - Finally! Katherine whispered wearily, leaning against an iron beam. Her chest heaved up and then down heavily in time with her greedy breaths. After just a couple of minutes, we were out of breath as if we had run a couple of kilometers of cross-country. But we still need to get out of here and face those who kidnapped us. - Get down! Katherine whispered as she jumped at me. She pressed my body to the floor, and she fell down herself, trying to completely hide behind boxes with broken equipment and a bunch of tools from above. At first I did not understand what all this was for, but then I managed to hear quiet steps. Someone was walking in our direction with a confident, neat step. Is it one of our guards? They finally decided to sh
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Something too often, being in a new body, I get into some kind of trouble. As soon as we let Katherine into our house, the door of the apartment was knocked out by an explosion, and we were seized. Memory helpfully throws up scattered fragments of a conversation that we had before the attack. Kat, one might say, fell on my head like a Japanese kamikaze on an aircraft carrier. The girl was out of her mind. Dilated pupils looked at me with insatiable hunger and desire, the scarlet skin of her face, frequent heavy sighs, she looked more like an excited drug addict than a harsh and terrible detective. She tried in every possible way to get close to me, and this made her uncomfortable. She pressed me against the wall, breathed into my neck, so at the same time she was also rude. Crap! I can’t say that I don’t like assertive girls who take the initiative in their own hands, but not when everything goes like this. Although it is worth recognizing it turned me on. I have never been a fan of
