Pow! The sound rings off as he jumps off the high drive, he felt the breeze curl around him. It came as green on grass, he felt his body naturally curve one go around, two and then cam the arrow head, his fingers entangled together piercing through the deep blue transparent water. As the cold wrapped itself around his body, he pushes forward, cutting through like a razor on skin; he comes out taking a deep exhale while removing his goggles 7, 8, 7.5. He throws his head down, punching at the water, the crowd around him intro from small claps to a roar in the stands as he gets out the water, walking over to the bench, towel in hand, “Nice movement up there, Colt.”, “not good enough I see” he says pointing his thumb at the score before the judges put their cards down. His teammate places his hand on Colt’s shoulder causing him to lift his head, disgruntled and annoyed but his frown turns into a smirk as he sees his friends widening smile with water still dipping off his long silky black hair. His eyes rapidly blinking mostly due to the dripping water from his forehead into his eyes before shaking his head aggressively while roughing it with a towel to stop water from going everywhere.
After the meet, Colt moves his way through the locker room, “Ooouuu boys, looks like the warper bringing down the team this season” one of the guys says from behind him, but Colt says nothing only taking out a different colored towel and heading to the showers. As he cuts on the showers gently twisting the knobs and letting the warm water hit his face and run down him, he is shortly accompanied by a familiar voice “Ah, Coco don’t let those mer-boys get to you, aye.”, “I told you Elgar, don’t call me that” His friend laughs; Colt peaks his eyes open not surprised that as the water hit Elgar’s skin, his dark olive complication begin to glow in a rhythmic pattern like fish scales. “So, do you know when your true colors will reveal themselves?”, “nope, all I know is I much prefer my scales then clumpy normie skin”, “normie?”, “ yeah duh, bro normie clearly meaning those born with the mutant strain” Elgar throws his hand on his forehead, laughing “Sorry Colt, I keep forgetting you’re still new here…kinda, so I’ll let it slide for now cause you’re my homie but you better get use it….”, “uh, what?”, “what-what?”, “I really hate it when you do that Elgar”, “what?” Elgar laughs as he slaps the shower lever off before taking his hands and sliding them over his soaked hair, letting all the water push out to his neck. “you ready to head to Mr. Tolltale’s for some A.P. U.S. History?” Elgar ask as he walks out of the showering area Colt grunts at the thought letting his forehead lean up against the wall for a moment before gently grabbing the lever and forcing it off.
Before he could get all the water out of his eyes the forceful push of a shoulder against his back pushing him into the shower lever, “Dude what the hell is your problem?” Colt snaps around with a fiery, “Oh, sorry, didn’t see you. Thought you would’ve warped away or whatever it is that you can do”, “Alright, look here crocodile teeth…” his insult interrupted by laughter causing a visible annoyance on his face, he tries to take his leave but he wasn’t surprised to see his bullies two lackies there blocking his path; the lackies where skinny and didn’t pose much threat as they never practiced their powers but their group leader was tall at least 6’1 maybe 6’5, his hair was a deep royal blue, stiff like dried out leaves, un-reasonably long, and his teeth were jagged, razor, indeed like crocodile teeth that matched his sinister grin.
His eyes slit, turning from a brown to a toxic yellow and lime green color, he blitzes, ripping the tile floor in his wake, reaching but grabs nothing. “Called it! coward, just like a warper to chicken out when it gets real”, “real this asshole”; it was too late, he couldn’t even fully turn his head when the ringing noise begin; he looked up catching a glimpse of Colt holding a fire extinguisher. His blood dripping from his nose landing on the broken tile floor, spreads instantly as it clashes with the water, soaking into the dirt beneath, he takes his fingers putting it above his lip making sure it is his own, the fury burning through his bronze skin come forward. “Okay, you wanna play?” his two accompanying friends step forward shaking and voices trembling both holding their hands out “Hey Joe….let it go man”, “ Yeah, a fight seriously isn’t worth a trip to The Dean” their words mean nothing as Joe begins to grow in mass and size, dwarfing Colt and even his own friends, his skin turns to thick scales with sharp ends, his facial structure lengthens terrifyingly enough to rip off a limb of a mere normie with lastly a monstrous of a thick tail from his rear. “Let’s play” He says clutching into the air.
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