New Age of Heroes 1: The League of Protectors - Dawn of a New Age (20 page)

When it came to
their field performances, individually the two of them were good,
together they were great. Realizing the jockeying was getting them
nowhere, Shayne kicked Jackson in the chest, forcing him to back up.
Using his speed, Shayne rushed towards Jackson and drove his sword
downward towards the ground. Jackson’s eyes lit up with
surprise. He was barely able to avoid the attack.

“Whoa,
cutting it a little close there!”Jackson shouted less than
amused.

Shayne shrugged his
shoulders,“You said you wanted to spar.”

He smirked as
Jackson got back to his feet. The glaring look in Jackson’s eye
made it clear he wasn’t happy with the direction the fight was
going. Jackson needed to get the battle back on his side. He stood
tall and summoned his ice projectiles. The blue liquid shot up from
his arms and sprung out from his hand. It hurled itself straight for
Shayne with excelled speed.

“Oh crap!”
Shayne shouted.

He resourcefully
used his sword to block the first ice projectile. The ice wrapped
itself around the sword freezing it instantaneously.

“You’ve
got to be kidding me!” Shayne said looking at his frozen sword.
“I hope you know you’re buying me a new sword if this one
breaks!”

Jackson ignored his
roommate and continued hurling shards of freezing ice at him. Shayne
found himself using his speed to evade the onslaught of ice being
chucked at him.

“Had enough?”
Jackson asked confidently.

“Nope, I’m
just getting started!”

Shayne used his
speed and rushed forward towards Jackson. He punched him in the gut,
causing Jackson to lose his balance. Now with an opening, Shayne
kicked the sword out of Jackson’s hand, thus evening the
playing field.

“Fumble!”
Shayne shouted sarcastically showing off the sense of humor he often
kept so reserved.

Jackson rolled his
eyes, “All tied up now, bottom of the ninth.”

Shayne laughed at
Jackson’s metaphor. He felt as if score was to have been kept,
he was definitely winning.

“Hand to
hand?”

Jackson nodded his
approval. Shayne gave Jackson an amusing look. Although quite
skilled, Jackson was not as effective with hand to hand as Shayne
was. Shayne was confident he now had the upper hand.

The two men bounced
around, each displaying their preferred form of martial arts. Shayne
and Jackson both had an extensive knowledge in many forms of martial
arts. A list of some of their martial arts forms included karate, tai
chi, taekwondo, kung fu and jujitsu.

Jackson’s
feet left the ground as he attempted a twirling kick. Shayne caught
Jackson’s leg and performed a sweep kick to knock Jackson to
the ground.

“You gotta be
quicker than that if you want to take me down!”

Shayne loved
antagonizing his roommate. He didn’t feel any sympathy when he
took Jackson down, because Jackson did the same when the roles were
reversed.

Jackson flipped
back up and caught Shayne with a straight kick to the face. Shayne
stumbled back. He felt his face to see if there was any blood. He was
quite pissed when he felt the moistness of fresh blood dripping from
his lip.

“Hey bro, you
want like a timeout or something?” Jackson asked insincerely.
Shayne raised one finger at Jackson for his actions and
consequentially the sarcasm that followed.

Shayne charged
forward and threw a barrage of punches at Jackson, each punch Jackson
countered, but the relentless attack was draining Jackson's energy.

“Had enough?”
Shayne asked. Jackson again blocked the punch, but this time
connected with a counter punch.

“Nope, have
you?” Jackson asked with a snicker.

Shayne checked his
watched and noticed he was going to be late if he didn’t end
this fight soon.“Actually yeah, I have, I’m about to be
late for class!”

For good measure,
Shayne jumped high off the ground and connected with a roundhouse
kick that sent Jackson backwards. Jackson landed halfway on his bed
and groaned. Shayne used his sonic force speed to apply deodorant,
put his shirt back on and rush out the door with extraordinary
quickness.

“Round two
when you get back!” Jackson called out as Shayne left the room.
Jackson grimaced slightly as he sat down on his bed. Sparring with
Shayne was never easy.

Thanks to Shayne’s
sonic speed, he was able to make it to the other side of the school
within the blink of an eye. Students felt the breeze hurl by them as
Shayne zoomed in, but Shayne was so fast, the human eye was not able
to process what passed by.

For the past few
months, the students at the university had become aware of Shayne's
and Jackson's abilities. The two had become sort of pop icons at the
school. Jackson relished in the opportunity to display his abilities,
while Shayne tried to stay as low key as possible. This proved to be
a difficult task when you have someone like Jackson Prescott as a
roommate and best friend! Shayne and Jackson attended one of the big
colleges, a division one college. The university was one of the most
popular colleges in the state of California.

Shayne greeted a
few acquaintances in passing as he headed for his classroom. There
were three floors inside the math and science building and his class
was on the second. He wondered what would be on the agenda that day.
His normal professor had just gone into labor the day before, so
there would most certainly be a substitute the rest of the semester.

“Hey, we
should just skip this class and go grab some lunch!” one of
Shayne’s classmates suggested.

The student was
nothing more than an acquaintance. With Shayne’s responsibility
to the League of Protectors and his strong work ethic, he didn’t
have much of a social life. It wasn’t that Shayne was socially
awkward or struggled in social situations, he simply didn’t put
forth much of an effort to get to know his peers better.

“Thanks for
the offer Bobby, but I think I’ll stick around and see what the
new teacher has for us,” Shayne replied.

Bobby rolled his
eyes and walked away. He fully expected Shayne to turn him down.
Shayne Tucker wasn’t about to ditch class to socialize. The day
he did that was the day the world ended.

“I hear she’s
a total babe man!” a fellow student whispered.

“Yeah, a
straight cougar I heard!” another guy said.

Shayne smiled at
the two hormonal teens and proceeded inside the classroom.

A sultry woman sat
behind the desk, legs crossed, her long brunette hair tied in a bun,
and stereotypical glasses worn attractively on her face. Shayne was
in awe of the attractiveness of the substitute. This woman was hot
and she knew it. This woman was purposely trying to look hot. Shayne
thought to himself this woman had scandal written all over her.

As Shayne entered
his seat which was stationed on the left side of the room, he noticed
many new faces. Apparently word had spread of this woman’s
attractiveness, and those that usually didn’t attend class…
Attended!

“Good morning
class, my name is Donna Lauren, but Ms. Lauren will do just fine.”

“I’ll
do you just fine!” one of the male students shouted. An
explosion of laughter rang out. Ms. Lauren kept her cool. Her face
barely reacted to the inappropriate comment. Shayne was fairly
certain this wasn’t the first time Ms. Lauren received a
comment like that before.

“OK class
let's get serious here. While I appreciate the fact that people have
freedom of speech, I do ask that everyone here shows not just me, but
each other the proper respect.”

Ms. Lauren walked
up the aisle; everyone kept their eye glued to where she was walking.
“Alright Mr.…”

Ms. Lauren flipped
through the seating arrangement chart she held in her hand…
“Mr. Lawrence.”

“She caught
you!” the student sitting next to the inappropriate student
blurted out. Ms. Lauren smiled and walked back down towards the aisle
and stood behind the Professor’s podium.

“Today we
will be covering identities of trigonometry. We will explore the
fundamental identities along with verifying these identities and we
will close with figuring out the sum and differences of these
identities.”

There was an echo
of groans resonating in the room. Reality had sunk back in. Even
though they had a really hot professor, there was still work to be
done.

“Please turn
your books to page 217.”

It would appear
that Ms. Lauren would make sure the work got done. The two hour class
seemed like an eternity for the majority of the classroom.

Shayne was one of
the few students that found the lecture to be quite entertaining. He
wrote down several notes during the course of the lecture.

Shayne was someone
who broke the general stereotype for jocks. He was in excellent shape
and excelled at pretty much any physical activity. It was his brain
though that was his strongest muscle. He was the person that would
pick schoolwork over sports any day of the week. Shayne was a
brainiac trapped in a jock’s body! The bell rung, and almost
instantaneously, the majority of the class rushed for the doors.
Shayne however was not in a rush.

He slowly placed
his book, his folder, and his notebook in his bag. He took a sip of
his bottled water and heaved his bag over his shoulder.

“Nice
responses Mr. Tucker, you certainly know your stuff.” Ms.
Lauren smiled sweetly as she extended her hand and shook Shayne's.

Shayne immediately
recognized the intoxicating scent she gave off. He found it odd. Yes,
she was attractive, but the scent she gave off wasn’t normal.
He found himself overwhelmed with attraction towards this woman and
that wasn't like him.

“Is something
wrong?” she asked sweetly.

Shayne was unsure.
He didn’t know what to think. All he knew was that he was
suddenly seething with lust for his new professor. Ms. Lauren walked
closer to Shayne. The young man stumbled back, not wanting to get too
close to her.

“Mr. Tucker,
what’s wrong?”

Shayne shook his
head, trying to shake off the intoxicating effect the woman had over
him. “Everything is fine Ms. Lauren; I was just surprisingly
pleased with the lecture today. I didn’t think a substitute
would be able to pick up where the professor left off.”

Shayne was starting
to sweat. The thoughts racing through his mind were certainly of an
erotic nature. He felt himself being swept into a sensational ecstasy
of lust and he was unable to fight the feeling off.

Ms. Lauren smiled
amusingly. She loved it when young men fell victim to her scent. Her
intoxicating appeal was a powerful weapon. It got her pretty much
anything she wanted, when she wanted it. She walked closer to Shayne
and took him by the hand. The huntress had caught her prey. Ms.
Lauren tilted her glasses and watched the young man struggle to fight
the effects.

“Don’t
try to resist Mr. Tucker, it’ll be a far more pleasurable
experience for you if you just give in.”

Ms. Lauren took
Shayne by the arm and sat him down in the professor’s chair.
She sat down on top of him and slowly straddled him.

“Doesn’t
this feel good Mr. Tucker?” Ms. Lauren leaned her face closer
to Shayne’s and then pulled his face closer to hers and
explored the inside of his mouth. He found himself unable to resist
her seductive nature.

“Ms. Lauren,
we shouldn't.”

His willpower was
gone. He could feel it being drained from him, but there was nothing
he could do. His brain was trying to fight the effects, but it was as
if it was poisoned.

“Well who
would’ve ever thought it would be Shayne that was involved in a
scandalous affair with a teacher!” a voice called out from the
top of the room. Startled, Ms. Lauren whipped her head around to see
who else was in the room with them. Unfortunately for her, she didn't
have fast reflexes and she was unable to avoid the inhibitor dart
that pierced the side of her neck. Within seconds the seductive woman
went limp and passed out.

Groggily Shayne
looked up and saw Jackson sitting at the top of the room with a gun
in his hand.

“Took you
long enough!” Shayne called out. He gently lifted Ms. Lauren
off of him and sat her down in the chair.

“I was
enjoying the show!” Jackson replied.

“You know
with your lack of a social life, I was tempted to let her have her
way with you!” Jackson said.

Shayne rolled his
eyes, he knew Jackson meant what he said. “Hooking up with
escaped prisoners from the island I’m sure is frowned upon.”

He walked over to
get a closer look at the unconscious woman. Shayne pulled out the
inhibitor dart and lifted the woman into his arms.

“What potency
did you give her?” Shayne asked, surprised to see the woman
unconscious.

“Yeah, I
think I grabbed one of the more potent darts,” Jackson replied.
Shayne could do nothing but shake his head at his friend. Jackson
tended to always get the job done but it was usually mixed with a
screw up or two.

“What are you
doing?” Jackson asked. He had a perplexed look on his face.

“We can’t
leave her here like this. We have to get her to the nearest holding
cell.” Shayne replied.

“Hey, I did
my part, you're the one with the sonic speed.” Jackson walked
over to the door and opened it for Shayne.

Shayne used his
sonic speed and took Ms. Lauren out of the classroom and to the
nearest prison.

“Nice work
Mr. Tucker,” the guard that Shayne handed Ms. Lauren over to
said.

Shayne thanked the
guard for his kind words. He reached into his pocket and pulled out
his vibrating phone. It was Jackson calling.

“Yeah?”

“Everything
go okay?” Jackson asked.

“Yup”
Shayne replied.