The teacher was a man called Wayne Hill, who was responsible for the combat classes of all students from the first year to the third.
Wayne would not help them control their ability better — at least not directly — but was responsible for teaching them how to use all types of weapons, how to use the terrain to their advantage, and, more importantly, how to think when in a battle against humans or non-humans.
Everyone went to the school's gym, where the class would happen. Wayne kept glancing toward Damian the entire way, as he disliked that Damian was late for his class.
The gym had plenty of space, a locker room for the students to store their belongings and a place to change clothing. Inside, they had access to pools, a gym for workouts, a basketball court, and much more.
Wayne led them to a type of arena, and when Damian saw that, he knew exactly what the man was trying to do.
"Everyone, we will start with so fights to see where everyone's level is. The first to go is… Damian," Wayne said.
"I knew a shit like this was coming," thought Damian with rage, but he did not express his feelings aloud.
He did not know the abilities of most people in his class, having only seen Magnus and Joffrey. Aurora too. So his best opponent would be Joffrey — soone he had a chance of winning, as Magnus was a different type of beast.
But things did not go the way he wanted as Wayne chose soone else to fight Damian, soone he had no idea about its powers.
"At least it is not Magnus," thought Damian, looking for ways to feel better about the situation.
The youth, in particular, was a blond guy with blue eyes — not Joffrey — and he looked friendly, at least Damian thought so.
"Sup, I am Theodore," he said, waving at Damian.
"Damian, sup. I think we have to fight now," Damian said jokingly.
Wayne was outside the arena — an elevated square of about 15 ters — and tossed two wooden swords toward them.
"I know you two probably don't know how to use weapons yet, but just use these things as baseball bats, if you will," Wayne said.
Damian grabbed one sword while Theodore grabbed the other. Both weren't feeling like fighting, and Damian had no idea about Theodore's powers.
"Begin!"
With a sharp gaze, Damian looked toward Theodore to have a headache, and his head hurt so bad he had put both hands around it, trying to ease the pain.
Strange images flooded his mind, making it impossible for him to move. A voice echoed, and it seed like it was trying to say sothing to him.
"Don't move? What the fuck? Theodore is… like !"
Before Damian could move, Theodore was right in front of him and attacked him with the wooden sword — more like a baseball bat — right in his right arm, making him drop his wooden sword on the arena floor.
It hurt, but Damian could tell Theodore did not hit as hard as he could and was trying to act friendly with him, which was rare considering almost all the students were bastards.
Damian knew the fight was like a test, one Wayne had set up for all students. But, unlike them, Wayne was already angry at Damian, so if he went badly in that test, too, things would get ugly for his side.
Without losing too much ti thinking, Damian lifted the wooden sword that had just fell — not with his hand, but with his mind! — and he made it fly toward Theodore.
It was fast, and there was no way Theodore would dodge it unless he mind-controlled Damian again, which he did! The sa pain and a voice echoed, but this ti, Damian was prepared!
The wooden sword stopped mid-air, and both parties had their hands on their heads, a ntal battle! Theodore tried to mind control Damian and make him stop fighting and beco easy prey. Damian tried to block the mind control using his ntal abilities, but it was not as easy as it sounded.
Wayne watched everything. "Two psychics? Interesting."
Magnus and Aurora also watched everything, with Magnus being more impatient. "Bro, co on, kick this pretty boy's ass!"
Ti seed to stop for the two, and even though a few seconds passed in reality, their mind battle lasted a lot more! The wooden sword, which was in mid-air, moved again, hitting Theodore right in the belly, making him fall to the ground, unable to keep fighting.
"A good thing I read that book before coming here!" thought Damian, walking toward Theodore and extending his hand to help him get up.
Damian thought he would lose back then for a mont, but he rembered everything he had read about people who could control minds and managed to block the attack using his ntal strength.
"You are also a psychic. Do you want to be friends? I promise you I don't mind-control others!" Theodore said, smiling.
The first impression Damian had of him was pretty good, and he did not mind befriending another psychic. They were rare, and Theodore had the ability Damian wished to master next, which was even better.
"Of course, you fought well, Theo."
They walked out of the arena together and went to where Magnus and Aurora were. Theodore was not soone with friends, so he had no group to return to.
Wayne finally said when both were out of the arena, "good fight, both of you. Even though you were late, you are a decent fighter, Damian. I hope what happened today does not happen again."
Damian nodded toward Wayne — but he was unsure if he would be able to keep his promise of not being late.
"Now, let's continue with the other fights…."
The first class with Wayne was just the sparring; he watched all of their fights up close, putting each student at the level he thought they were.
After it, Damian, Aurora, Magnus, and Theo ate sothing before attending the next class, which was one Damian did not know how to behave.
"V-Vanessa…"
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