Chapter 4 Bart

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In a white room, a figure was slowly opening his eyes. As soon as the figure opened his eyes he started grunting in unimaginable pain. Not physical pain but mental pain, that figure was no one other than Ace.

Ace was currently in a hospital... on a hospital bed.

'Brother' I thought.

I let out a tear that escaped from my eyes.. While I was grieving a door to my left suddenly opened. A feminine figure came in, dressed in white clothing.

She locked her eyes with mine and gasped. "He's awake!" She whisper yelled? Anyways she quickly jogged out of the room to inform the other doctors/nurses.

A few minutes later several men in black suits, I'm guessing detectives, came in and started questioning me about what happened. I told them everything... Well not everything, I left out the part where I killed the thugs and my brother with my magic.

"Hmm, and are you sure you didn't use any magic?" Asked one of the detectives.

"No sir, I am 100% sure, I-I just turned 16 so my magic should pop up soon, but I don't have it yet." I looked in the detectives eyes.

During my years of stealing some food and messing with people I learned how to lie pretty good. Luckily the detectives ate the BS up and asked me for any sort of identification.

I told them I didn't have anything except an invitation the the Crimson Magic Academy.

"Alright, tomorrow once you get a good night's rest we will go ahead and put you into the system. You will get an ID card and we will sent you to Crimson Magic Academy shortly after that."

I nodded my head and soon all the detectives left the room.

My eyes were a bit red from crying but I was fine, and that's not good, I didn't want to be fine, I wanted to grieve for my brother more, like a normal person. But I was no normal person, there was so much death around me.

I've had many friends that died near me. But my brother was family, I should grieve more, cry more. But I couldn't.

I clenched my fist in anger and vowed to fix this world once I become stronger.. stronger than anyone else. I eventually fell asleep, being too tired to think about anything I just keep thinking how I should get stronger.

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It was morning, I was currently walking with one of the detectives around the city, my city was named the Crimson City, yeah, as you can guess by the name it was a capital of the Crimson Country. (A/N I don't have any creative names sorry guyss.)

"Here you go" Another one of the detectives came up and gave me my first new ID.

"Thanks" I replied.

We kept walking until we eventually reached Crimson Academy. It was HUUUGGEEE, like huge. Next to my home.. It's like comparing an ant to an elephant. That's how big it is.

"As you can guess this is the Crimson Academy, where you will be learning for the next 8 months. S Since your home was ruined and you have no family we have decided to give you a new apartment. Here's the key, by the way don't forget it starts in a week." The detective tossed the key to me and just... walked away.

'This is it huh?' I thought while looking at the massive academy.

I looked in my hand where the key resided in and quickly palmed my face. 'I forgot to ask him where my apartment is.' well it is his fault, he should have told me.

'Never mind' I turned the key around and there was a small paper taped to it with the address, I smiled and went to my new 'home'.

While I was walking, I passed an alley way where I heard some weird noises. To my curiosity I look inside and I see a guy laying on his back with a bloody face. I then notice the other guy who had his hands filled with blood.

"That's what you get for trying to get close to her, this is a warning, the next time you do it I wont be so merciful." Said the figure, hands soaked in blood.

'I should just leave it, its not my problem' But then I thought the vow I made last night, If I was going to fix this world, I should start small.

"What's going on!" I yelled inside the alleyway as I continued to walk in.

"This is none of your business punk, get out of here or you'll end up like him" He pointed the the guy on the floor.

"It may not be my business, but I just cant stand seeing someone powerful bullying the weak." I said right in front of his face. He looks young, maybe as young as me, he shouldn't be that strong even though he is a magician, I should be able to fight him and win.

He gave a smirk and punched me in the face. I fell backward a couple steps and fell on my knees. 'Shit this hurts, but who gives a damn, I went trough worse pain.' I quickly got up and got into 'my own special stance'.

Ever since I was young, I used to read lots of manga on fantasy and martial arts, so I kinda came up with my own style, Whenever I would go to sleep I would come up with a BUNCH of scenarios in my head where I would fight people and what I could do. I also have a lot of experience in fighting, since, well I used to fight a lot.

"Humph, trying to fight me without using magic? You think you can take on a magician?" He smirked again and used his magic which was Ice to create spikes.

The spikes were fast, but slow they came out of the ground fast but they were predictable. I quickly dodged to the left before the spike hit me and ran full speed at him.

He created more ice spikes, I was close to him so 1 hit me, but I quickly recovered which he was surprised at, I grabbed his collar with my left hand and headbutted him, before he recovered I took my right hand and hooked him in the chin. I turned my whole body to where my right arm was going and and twisted my leg and kicked him hard in the ribs. 'He surely felt that one'.

He quickly fell to his knees grunting in pain, but before he could do anything I punched him again and that was enough to knock him out. "Pheew, that went as good as I expected." I locked eyes with the bloody faced boy and he looked at me in admiration.

"T-Thank you so much man, I-I can't thank you enough, that guy totally deserved what you just did!" He exclaimed.

"No problem" I looked down at the floor and was remembering the moments when my brother used to save me from fights just like how I saved this guy.

The bloody face guy put his hand out gesturing for me to shake it.

I shook his hand and he asked me "By the way what is your name?"

"Ace."

"Bart"

(A/N Sorry if I keep switching from 3rd person to 1st person, it just happens..)