Colors

Bistre

*Disclaimer: It has been years since I've posted any work of mine on the internet and I have no idea how any of this would go. Nevertheless I have nothing else to do the next month or so and I kinda want a reason to stay by my laptop :P. So anyways any constructive criticism is encouraged, any way for self improvement is greatly appreciated.

*Part 1-2 was written around 2013-2014 I was Grade 6/7 then. Pardon the bad formatting and different verb tenses. Parts 3-onward are the more recently written ones, and honestly I'm more confident about those xD. Thanks for reading!

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"Colors"
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The opening ceremony for the freshmen at Bistre High was just about to begin when Thomas bumped into a drenched in sweat, panting heavily, already 12 minutes late to assembly underclassman.

"Division, section, name."
No answer.

"Just get to the gymansium already."
"Okay."

He needed not to say or ask anything more, besides he was just dragged into participiating in this since his best friend was "such an helpful and outgoing student council deputy." Nothing else was gonna happen anyways. At least in this batch.
Bistre High has always been the top of their province's educational rankings and you wouldn't be surprised since they were the only school in the province to accomodate the more "able" portion of the population by possesing a "Special Division." By "able" it would mean the families who since the Mauve War ended 6-7 decades ago stopped using their abilities to support the military, but to aid the expeditions outside Earth to find the resources we almost destroyed our beloved home for.

The abilities could be classified to 4 kinds, mostly based from whatever the individual could manipulate. Empathetic Manipulation, Material Manipulation, Ability Inhibition, or the assumed to be extinct "Tercet" (able to control all three). As long as you have any of these abilities you are automatically indebted to the expeditions. "The least we could do after we almost destroyed everything," Lord Puce, the first representative of the "able" to the new Republic of Amaranth decreed a few months after the war ended.
Thomas had all the reason to be here as well. His family, though less wealthy than the other "able," are still a cut above most. He was the only son of the last known former Militia Leader in the province, and as with most SD's he's used to being called out to help people out. Most of the time just because of his last name.

He had no problem with this anyway, he wanted to help and since he had no other exceptional characteristics his powers was the only thing he personally would consider interesting about him. To him he was this 5' 9", Brown haired, 16 year old that was just about done with what the rest of highschool has for him, at least what the SD has left for him.

He was Thomas Chartreuse. Special Division - Year 2: Section 4