Sujah’s Story (Ch2)


Thousand years later, Sojin’s great grandson Sujah a 15-year-old high school student who is 5 foot 10 inches weighing 145lbs, with blue hair, lives with his mother after losing his father during a tragic construction accident, begins his heroic journey as a normal teen preparing for another day going to school. Sujah suddenly wakes up. “It’s 6:00am already? I’m going to be late for school!” he jumped out of bed went to the bathroom to wash up, came back to his room got dressed, went down stairs to eat breakfast. He then ran back up stairs to brush his teeth and hair and ran out the door to get to the bus stop. However after leaving his house Sujah saw that the buss was already leaving. “What? This can’t be happening, I got to catch that bus.” So he ran after it and right when the bus was about to turn the corner for the next stop, Sujah accidently fell on a fragment of the legendary sword that his descendant used when he fought the two monsters that were attacking the city a thousand years ago. “Ahhhhhh! What the heck was that?” yelled Sujah. As he looked down at his arm he saw that the wound was glowing a blue-green color. “ No time for trying to heal this strange glowing scar I have to catch that bus.” So Sujah set off once more to catch his school bus by running as fast as he could; but instead of stopping the bus Sujah ran right past the bus. “Strange this is really strange, this glowing scar on my arm must have given me super natural powers!” Said Sujah then he continued on his way until he got to his school. The school bus came and dropped off the other kids, Sujah saw his best friend Kurfu get off the bus and Sujah said hi to him. Then Kurfu replied “No way can you ran that fast you’re not even on the track team!” “Calm down man I was in a hurry.” Said Sujah. “What ever man.” Kurfu mumbled to himself. Meanwhile in gym class Kurfu challenged Sujah to a race around the track field. Then Sujah managed to win the race and beat Kurfu. As a result losing the race didn’t sit well with Kurfu. “WHAT THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING I’M THE FASTEST ON THE TRACK TEAM!” Kurfu angrily said, “Calm down man it’s just a race.” replied Sujah;

Kurfu ignored Sujah and looked the other way. Then they both went in separate directions to get to their classes. When school was over both Sujah and Kurfu went their separate ways home, Kurfu was angrily thinking to himself about how his reputation was ruined after losing a race to his former best friend in the gym. Unaware that he was wandering into a dark alley and ended up being kidnapped by evil creatures called dark henchmen. Kurfu tried to free himself by fighting back, unfortunately Kurfu couldn’t escape the dark henchmen’s multiple assaults and was then captured and brought to an organization called Merchant’s I.N.C, where the Evil Merchant leader of Merchant’s INC placed and evil spell on Kurfu transforming him into the thieving bandit known as “Dark Assailant”.

The End





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