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  Loss after loss, battle after battle, after the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, many more lives were lost. This made Mr. Universe feel very uncomfortable to witness the abomination that humans had over themselves against themselves. Universe thought to himself, that if humans were already battling their own species, they will never be prepared for extra-terrestrial life that exists in the vast cosmos of space that was created through evolution of the big bang throughout eons. The bombings and the end of World War II officially made the Superior-Beings fully extinct, which resulted in genocide upon them, including even innocent young adults who were assigned as Superior-Beings, this gave Mr. Universe an entire devasting feeling. Deep down, he felt very sad and devasted by the loss of these innocent lives as the corrupted humans on Earth began to kill innocents even without the involvement of the Chaos Void. Universe deep down had to accept that there will always be a balance of evil and good on the Earth and the universe itself. That there will never be a full utopian Earth, thus he finally accepted to let Earth run its course from here onwards.

  Until 75 years later…

  Chapter 1

  First Day of School

  Date: September 7th, 2020

  “TRACY! VERONICA!” a middle-aged woman yelled as she rushed upstairs in her household while her husband said goodbye to her as he headed to work. “WAKE UP! Its first day of school!”

  A 14-year-old teen girl with elegant skin and jet-black natural hair, groaned and placed the blanket over her face, was weary and tired by the thought of going to school. She regretted deep down for almost pulling an all nightery listening to music and playing games or binge-watching Netflix. She was about to fall asleep, but before she could.

  CLANG!

  Her bedroom door opened, a middle-aged woman appeared, approached her bed and said firmly, “Tracy, come on honey, wake up. Its first day of school, I don’t want you to be late for your first day of high school.”

  Tracy groaned even more and simply said; “Mom, let me sleep, just tell the school I called in sick. Just let me sleep in peace!”

  Tracy’s mother was concerned and came up with a decisive way to motivate her cute, elegant daughter to get out of bed and make it to school on time. Tracy’s mother was average height, brown hair and was pale as the sandy beaches’ tone of Miami. Tracy’s mother started to get more concerned; “Alright, Tracy Valerie Hartburn, it’s time for me to pull the big guns here.”

  Valerie was the name of Tracy’s mother, which was also Tracy’s middle name. Valerie approached Tracy’s bed and grabbed the blanket, snatching it precipitously which made Tracy shiver and feel vexed, as she attempted to cover her eyes with her pillow. A feline tabby dark turtle shelled cat approached the bed, brushing its fur against Tracy’s legs.

  “Even Bibi*is trying to wake you up Tracy,” Valerie commented. “Alright, I’m gotta wake up your sister Veronica in the meantime, you better be out of that bed of yours by then!”

  * Pronounced as Bee-Bee

  Bibi, the feline was beginning to meow and brush its fur against Tracy. The feline started to lick Tracy’s elegant pale cheeks, waking her up and motivating her to get up and feed the feline as well. The cat started to purr and meow yet more, finally encouraging the teen to get out of bed abruptly.

  Tracy picked up Bibi and commented; “You sure are one rare specimen of a cat. Could be the only male tortoise shelled cat in this entire tri-state area.”

  Before Tracy could go to the bathroom to take a shower, a tall female with natural redhead hair and freckles, pushed her aside. The two looked at each other and Tracy said, “You really want to fight for this Veronica? We all know you are the slowest in taking a shower. I am quick. You know that.”

  Veronica says, “That is not true. You’re the one who takes the longest and drenches the towel as if its Niagara Falls in there.”

  “Says who?” Tracy replied. She immediately rushed to the bathroom door and locked it behind it her, before Veronica could get in. Veronica sighed and Bibi meowed, “Guess I gotta feed you, you plump thing.”

  Downstairs, the smell of breakfast scented Veronica’s nose and convinced her to go downstairs while carrying Bibi and stroking him. Veronica went to feed the cat its usual breakfast meal, dry food alongside with water. Veronica sat down at the dining table, being served scrambled egg with toast alongside blueberry jam, which has been her favorite since she was a kid. She began to eat in a weary and drowsy fashion, since she was missing her bed so much and yawned a lot.

  “Cover your mouth Veronica,” Valerie got concerned as she laid her daughters’ school lunches on the kitchen counter.

  “Who cares?” Veronica remarked and continued eating. “Same boring typical high school days. Not in the mood.”

  “Oh, come on Veronica,” Valerie replied. “Your father and I are living proof that we both survived high school.”

  Veronica sighed and did not want to bother arguing with her mother about how different high school in today’s world is in comparison to 20 or so years ago. She finished her meal and headed upstairs. To her amazement, Tracy was already done using the shower within 5 minutes or less. Veronica headed to the shower, was disappointed with her very messy ginger hair being all over the place after waking up. After a long shower, which Tracy was right about, they finally said goodbye to their mother as they headed towards their school in Allentown, Pennsylvania, United States.

  ♦♦♦

  Tracy was nervous about entering high school for the first time ever as a freshman or 9th grader. She had always heard of stories in high school, where tons of kids bully other kids, cheating on their tests, doing other mischief around the school. She walked with her older sister, Veronica, who was 2 and a half years older. They both approached their secondary school and saw a few familiar faces that they had known since childhood or elementary school. They decided to reunite with them, proceed to secondary school orientation and hang out in the intervening time.

  They were approached by two boys and a girl. Their names were Aiden Alves, Luis Lockwood, and Allison Killroy. They knew the Hartburn sisters since childhood. Luis was a well stocky built teen, with medium length hair bangs that were the color of walnuts with pale skin. Aiden stood there with his well-built posture, light toned skin, and short dark hair. Allison was Caucasian-American like the others, additionally had long black silky hair and eyes that were emerald like. The three reunited with the Hartburn sisters as they started to walk into their secondary school within Allentown.

  “Same old boring high school,” the stocky teen, Luis complained.

  “Luckily, I’m out of here by the end of this year,” Aiden bragged to them. “Guess you guys gotta suffer the Junior and Senior years.”

  Luis groaned, alongside Veronica as Allison shook her head in disagreement that high school is not always same old boring. Allison always had a positive mindset, tried to make situations or life itself as positive as possible no matter the outcome. Aiden was more of an arrogant teen, sometimes even impatient over even the littlest of things, while Luis was more of a guy who was patient but sometimes could be humorous depending on the situation.

  The five started to head through the hallways of the secondary school, kids of ages 14 to 18 were roaming the hallways as if they tried to own the place. Every kid hoped that they would be popular suddenly in high school whenever a new year started, but mainly the five found that very phony. They did not bother with popularity because they always told themselves, that it would die out by the time they got to college or university or entered the job market.

  “How the heck does this schedule work?” Tracy rotated her timetable in confusion.

  “Let me see,” Allison retorted. She aided Tracy and explained to her how the class and course codes were arranged, which floor the classrooms were on and which class you got first, along with the time slots layout.

  “Come on guys,” Aiden commented in a grumpy and incensed manner. “We gotta get to our designated classes. Don’t have time to
fight or fool around with some jocks like the way it went last year.”

  The group divided themselves, as Allison guided Tracy to her designated classroom and told the others that she will catch up later to the class that they were in together. Aiden headed towards his Advanced Calculus course in the 12th grade since he was planning on going to university or simply college as a backup. Aiden sighed as he read that his class said that it was math related. He really despised math down to the ends of the Earth.

  Aiden sat in class for Advanced Calculus and sighed as the teacher started the lecture. The teacher, Mr. Smith wrote derivatives and integral formulas on the white board with his washable markers. He wrote the following symbols and formulas that represented the chain, quotient, substitution, table, etc rules. He wrote out the following question for basic calculus review on the board:

  Aiden quickly wrote it on a scrap piece of paper his, while he looked at other students with their iPads and Surface Books, groaned about it, since he preferred it by paper. Within less than a minute, he solved the derivative and muttered to himself in a low tone of a voice saying aloud: “E to the x times (x-2) divided by x cubed.” Mr. Smith asked the entire class if they got it and said seriously, all of you forgot after a certain amount of silence was taking place in the classroom environment.

  Aiden blurted out the answer in annoyance, “E to the x times (x-2) divided by x cubed!” Aiden got very annoyed that majority of kids in class forget the simplest rules to derivatives and integration, summer always made them go cuckoo. The teacher asked Aiden what method was used to solve the question, Aiden answered in an impatient tone; “Quotient Rule.”

  Mr. Smith proceeded onto more derivatives within the review and started to go through the integration examples one by one. He brought up another example for the class to try out:

  The teacher gave the class a few minutes to try to solve the question on their own. Aiden quickly solved it in less than 2 minutes but made a couple of mistakes as well while correcting it along the way, he forgot about the n+1 rule at the end. He groaned at the mathematical equation after solving it, since math was a pure joke to him, and he barely studied for it. Even though he despised math, he was a straight A student in mathematics mainly in his high school career. Mr. Smith asked if the class solved the equation. The class was dead silent for a couple minutes straight, Mr. Smith repeated “Anyone?” a couple of times. He gave the class a couple more minutes to solve it and passed by Aiden’s desk and saw his solution to it. Mr. Smith was impressed as he held up Aiden’s solution to it, despite the messy handwriting, the solution was clear and eligible to the teacher. Mr. Smith simply asked the class what the answer was.

  Aiden replied in an impatient manner; “4 times square root of x^2 + 1”. Mr. Smith raised his eyebrow to him and then Aiden suddenly corrected himself, “Oh and plus C as in Constant.”

  Mr. Smith asked the class why you must do plus C in this type of integral. A kid raised his hand and said cause its an integral, the classroom roared in laughter. Mr. Smith told him that it was a very equivocal answer. Aiden then replied the teacher simply; “Indefinite integral due to no limits and we used substitution rule.” He had a gut feeling that the teacher was gotta ask what method of integration was used, since he was so tired of answering questions for the class. Aiden rested his head on the desk and just simply watched the teacher proceed onto his review of calculus as the class progressed onwards.

  Luis, Veronica and Allison were sitting in the same classroom together having advanced functions math class in the 11th grade. They sat next to each other at the front row of the classroom as they focused on the white board where the teacher was writing out the polynomial orders of equations along with the limit theorems as stated. The following was on the board was opposite circular curves that represented a smiley and frown mouth. The teacher, Mrs. Jones asked the class about what do these symbols look like to you.

  Allison simply replied; “Concave up and Concave down.”

  The class was shocked that Allison already knew what was going in the advanced function course, but Luis and Veronica literally had no idea what was going on, or they forgot their mathematical review from last year that had brief introduction of these concepts. The teacher asked when a single or double derivative is used within a relationship of a curve to help find the x roots or y equation potentially.

  The classroom was silent for quite a while until a curly blonde-haired girl answered: “Single derivatives for finding the inflection point and double derivative for finding the concave up or down status. Like if f ‘’ (x) > 0, thus therefore the concavity is positive.”

  Mrs. Jones was astonished and commented simply; “Great job Sandra.”

  As the class continued, Allison and Sandra were the only ones who could answer the questions as the lesson on advanced functions of polynomial relationships continued. When Allison replied to a question after raising her hand, a couple of boys giggled and muttered “Geek or Nerd” about her. Those remarks got Mrs. Jones concerned and she told them not to make a judgement, she then asked those boys to answer the next questions which made them suddenly uncomfortable. Sandra smiled.

  Tracy nervously sat in her 9th grade English class and looked around, saw familiar faces and friends all from her elementary school who just transitioned to secondary school like she did. A close friend of hers, Alexandra, saw her as she sat next to her as class was about to begin. Alexandra was quite skinny, very pale, had freckles and was wearing glasses, with her blackberry-colored hair sprouting out.

  “Hey Trixie,” Alexandra said to Tracy. “Hope things are going well for ya.”

  “Just nervous about high school,” Tracy, who was also nicknamed Trixie replied. “Just not sure if is gotta turn out well or not.”

  “Eh, don’t worry Trix,” Tracy’s best friend Alexandra replied in a very bright tone. “It will go by fine.”

  As she finished her sentence, English class started with the teacher named Miss Halls as the lecture started to do a brief overview of sentence structures, reading comprehension, outline for the course. Tracy was finding this stuff all right, neither monotonous nor fun.

  ♦♦♦

  After a couple of indicative classes, Luis, Allison, and Veronica reunited in the cafeteria alongside Aiden and his friends. They arrived in the cafeteria after they went through school orientation at the start of lunch break while they filled up surveys in the meantime. They start to eat their lunches and communicate on how high school went as of now. Sandra passed by them and asked if they did not mind if she sits with them, as the others shook their heads towards her, thus she sat down next to Allison.

  “Boy this school is dumb,” Aiden said aloud.

  “I highly agree.” Sandra commented. “It’s like no one knows what the hell is going on, suddenly forgot their mathematical review from last year.”

  “Hey, that’s uncalled for,” Luis said. “At least I am trying, I do know my math in some ways.”

  “Oh really?” Allison spoke. “How do you find the asymptotes of x and y within the equation, eh Luis?”

  Luis responded in a grunted manner. “It has something to do with the numerator and denominator, I can tell you that and I think you set x equal to zero, something like that.”

  “Close enough,” Sandra replied with a giggle. “Hey Aiden, have you done early applications or considerations for University?”

  Aiden paused for a moment. “I am not entirely certain or sure, I mean I am doing well in my mathematics, but don’t really have a fond attraction to the subject itself.”

  Allison and Sandra looked at Aiden as they both spoke at the same time; “You never liked math all along?” Sandra and Allison both spook in disbelief simultaneously.

  “Yup!” Aiden simply replied while resting his right cheek on his right hand, with his elbow resting on the cafeteria table.

  “Oh, come on!” Luis complained. “I like the subject math, but this guy manages to ace the math and doesn’t even like it, come o
n man!”

  “Come on Luis,” Allison spoke in an encouraged manner. “I’m sure you are good in some stuff at least, like your hobby, archery.”

  Luis stated, “That is true,” nodding slowly. The five-start discussing what their plans are after high school and what they should do about it. Suddenly, three scrawny boy figures passed by them in the cafeteria and saw them.

  “Oh no, not you hooligans,” Aiden grumbled jokingly. “The so-called Trinity Guys.”

  One of the trinity guys chuckled at that remark and simply responded back saying; “Come on Aiden, when is it that you are not grumpy? I have never ever seen you smile ever.”

  Aiden groaned more and the others looked at him, they started to agree with one of the Trinity Guys. The trio boys started to sit next to the five on the same cafeteria table as they picked up conversations with them. They also have known each other since childhood and elementary school too. The group started having conversations with one and another, while Trixie was sitting with her best friend Alexandra along with others, that she was starting to get to know, on another cafeteria table. The bell suddenly rang. The five alongside the Trinity Guys, Trixie and others all headed to their designated classrooms as they resumed the rest of the school day.

  Chapter 2

  The New Kid

  Date: September 8th, 2020

  As the subsequent day of classes started, Aiden groaned more as Advanced Calculus got repetitive for him, with the class still scarcely answering the teacher except himself who was answering majority of the questions. The class was beginning to pick up its pace, heading towards the next topic of differential equations, which was a new topic that the high school students were never exposed to before. The class suddenly got interrupted as Mr. Smith stood up and lectured aloud.

  “Class, I would like to introduce you a new transfer student of ours. He is a child prodigy and is 12 years old, about to turn 13, he wants to understand our learning environment and potentially become a mathematical tutor for the school board,” Mr. Smith spoke professionally in a sudden tone.