It's not possible: Part 7: The First Part of the Test.

(First part of Matt's test.)1

Matt was first blinded by the bright light that rested in the room. His eyes finally adapted to his surroundings. He wondered in circles, when he faintly heard, "I hear that a newbie is coming too this school." Adam?
He walked closer to the sound, when he saw his group standing by the side of the school. The bright light flashed away, and was replaced by reality. Matt felt a light burn at his fingers. He flinched, dropping the source of the pain on the ground. He looked at the thing, and noticed it was a cigarette. It sizzled the grass, but before a fire started Matt reached down, and plucked it back up. 2

Adam eyed Matt, "What's wrong?" Matt nearly jumped by the sound of his comrades voice. He opened his mouth, but found nothing to say. Adam sighed, "OK, I understand. You think this new kid is bad news, right?" 3

Matt eyed him, but then nearly jumped out of his skin, "Did you say new kid?" 4

Adam rolled his eyes, "Maybe you should stop smoking. It's fogging your brain." 5

Matt felt a ruff pat on his back. He turned and gasped at the sight of Mr. Donar.  "I thought I was free from you!" Matt yelped. 6

Donar laughed, "Oh, no Matt. We have a long school year a head of us." The cigarette caught his eyes, "And, I thought I told you not to smoke." He let out a sly grin. Matt looked at his hand, and quickly released the cigarette, and stomped on it. Donar took Matt by the ear, ignoring his whimpers, and dragged him into his office. 7

Donar released Matt's throbbing ear, and sat on his chair. "Do you know what happens when you smoke?"8

Matt nodded his head, and mimicked his teacher, "What in blue blazes are you doing? Killing yourself? Well, that's what smoking does. It kills people. Do you want to die?" Donar's mouth nearly dropped, as Matt, word by word, said what he was exactly going to say. Matt took a breath, "And let me guess, I'll be cleaning that whole side, right?" Donar slowly nodded, eyes still locked on Matt as he walked out of the room. 9

Matt leaned against the door, and let out a deep sigh. He took a lock of his shoulder length hair, "I thought I cut you." Releasing it, he muttered, "Guess I am back at the old time."10

He took a seat at his desk, and scratched his head. What is going on? The door creaked open, and there was...."Tiassale!" Matt bellowed out, as she entered the door. 11

She started to shiver, "How did you know my name?" Matt gulped remembering that Tiassale is new. She nodded, "Yes, I'm T-Tiassale." 12

People started to snicker, but Matt got up, "Shut up! It's a pretty name." Tiassale's face flushed, and Donar gave her a cheerful nod. Matt eagerly patted the seat next to him, inviting her to sit by him. She hesitated, but she managed to reach the desk. She scooted a little away from Matt, and started to sink in her chair. Matt shook his head, "I'ts OK. No one is going to make fun of you. I'll make sure of it." She looked at his delicate eyes, and gave him a shy smile. His heart fluttered at the thought man, she's beautiful.13

He walked with her out of the school. She blushed as Matt kept his eyes locked on hers. She tried to walk away, when her hand was suddenly caught by his. She turned, surprised and wondering why he didn't want her to go. He smiled and whispered, "Tiassale, I know I've hurt you before, and I want to make it up. Will you let me?"14

She turned fully at him and asked, "What do you meh...." She was caught short by Matt compressing his lips to hers. She silently yelped when she felt his tongue tasting the roof of her mouth. She relaxed and rapped her arms around him. He pulled her closer, pressing her chest against his. They were deep in it, when Matt went through her. He stared at the faint color that came from her. He shook his head, as she disappeared, bringing everything with her except white.15

He huddled to himself, and muttered, "What's going on?" He pulled himself up, and continued walking. After on step, he was pulled in. Getting engulfed by water. He forced his eyes open, and examined his surroundings. His eyes stung at first, but it adapted to the pain. Heart racing as it pumped blood to his brain. Lungs burning, as it retrieved no air. He thrashed his arms about, and paddled with his legs. Finding a place to breath. He saw a faint light from the corner of his eye. Pain emerged in him, as he held his mouth shut. He pushed himself upward, to meat a ceiling. He tried to push against it. Thinking it will break by the impact. His arms soon gave in, then his legs. And then, him. He floated to the bottom. Bubbles came from his mouth, as he gurgled for air. His lungs filled with water very quickly. He felt pain, as his air hole began to fill. He lay motionless on the water's sand. But, then that same light caught his attention. He peered through the gaps of his closing eyes, to see that there was a white ball. It glowed shiny white. The ball was a few feet away from him. He struggled to his stomach, flinching, as a shot of pain ran through his stomach. He held himself to the bottom, and started to crawl to the ball. He then got sleepy, so he stretched his hand, hoping to grab it. But, his fingers nearly touched it. He plopped his head down, and rested his eyes. When he got control of his pain, he threw his hand to it, again. But, he pulled himself closer. Snatching it into his palm.16

He gasped as he was teleported to another area. He gasped as his chest felt pressure. His lungs burned. He looked around, and saw nothing but black. The room echoed as Matt crumbled to the ground. He fell into deep sleep.17

(First part of Josh's test.)18

Josh twirled around. Gathering every detail he can manage. Black. The room was fully black. He sighed, and continued on. After taking a big step, he found himself thumbling down, and rolling. He tried to reach for something, but grabbed nothing. He moaned as he kept landing painfully down. He finally hit the bottom. Head first. 19

He mumbled, as he pulled himself up. Rubbing his head, a faint light emitted in the darkness. He stumbled towards it, reaching a little area with a torch lit. He searched around, calling out, "Hello. Is somebody out there?" He strained his ears, to make out any sudden noise. The room lay silent, and dark. Josh smacked his forehead, idiot. Of course no one's here. The silence was broken by the echo of footsteps. Thump, thump, thump. Josh kept his eyes at the direction of the sudden noise. His heart raced as it got closer. Thu-thump. Thu-thump. Thu-thump. 20

He gasped at the sight of the unknown footstep maker. It was.....HIMSELF! He felt a lump get caught in his throat. His clone laughed, "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"21

He took a deep breath, and replied ever so softly, "No. It's more like I swallowed it." The clone laughed so hard, that his face turned red. Josh smiled a little, then he found himself laughing as well. The real Josh wiped the dry tears from his eyes, and chuckled, "So, basically my test is myself, right?"22

The clone through a evil grin at him. Josh gulped as his clone stretched his arms apart. Both of his hands started to glow, as it formed into a sickle, on both hands. Josh swallowed his scream. The clone laughed, "How do you like my toys?"23

Josh squeaked, "They're great." Josh's heart sped up in fear. He nearly cried at the thought of what the clone was going to do with those sickles. 24

The clone gave him a sly grin, then swift to Josh's side. Sadly, Josh was to slow. The clone pulled down one of the sickles and peeled Josh's left arm. It tore his skin, like scissors cutting paper. He cried in pain, as the sharp weapon tore through. The clone jumped a few steps back and smiled. Amused at his real self's suffering. Josh pressed against his wound, trying to stop the blood. He flinched in pain, as his arm began to throb. The blood slithered through the gaps of his hand. The crimson color died his hand red. The clone took a long lick at the blood that stained his sickle, and let out a laugh. Josh tried to sallow the pain, when his clone let out, "You're so weak." Josh rolled his eyes, as his brain piled the clone's insults. "No wonder Tiassale died."25

Josh snapped his eyes at the clone. He spat, "Shut up!" He dug his nails into his wound, popping another blood vessel. The fresh blood trickled down to the tip of his nails. His hand rumbled in rage, and the other, digging further in the cut, as anger boiled inside him. He clenched his teeth. He yanked his hand away from his wound, and held it into the form of a fist in front of him. His hand died in his own blood, "You say one more thing, and you'll regret it!" His tone turned threatening. His fear has disappeared, and was replaced by shear hatred.26

Josh sprinted towards his fake self. His blood designed the black floor. Standing face to face with the clone, Josh got into defense position. The clone through his left sickle down at Josh's head, but it got caught in Josh's right hand. The blood flowed out of his hand and trickled down to the floor. Josh bit his tongue, holding in his screams. He used his open hand and connected it with the clone's gut. The clone flew back. And as he did, the sickle that was in Josh's hand slowly cut right through. Josh let out a blood thrill scream, as his knees gave in. He knelled down and stared deep into the gash at his left hand. Huge drops of blood streamed down his arm and in his sleeve. He was practically covered in his own blood.27

Josh's eyes jolted up, as the clone landed on the ground. Josh shook his head, getting back into focus. His head spun. Leaning down, clutching his twirling stomach, and held the other hand over his mouth. After swallowing his throat, he then drunk walked to the clone that was struggling to get up. Josh smacked his foot against the clon's face, making him slam against the floor. Josh let out a triumphant grin, "Now you are on the ground." He leaned down glaring his fake self in the eye. He whispered harshly, "You're the weak one. I am willing to give my life for Tiassale. So, don't you dare say something like that again!" The clone smiled before disappearing. 28

Josh brought his foot down on the floor tile. He looked around, seeing if he can find someone. His vision got blurry. He held his head up as he fell on his bum. Josh's eyes grazed at his pale skin. He was loosing to much blood. A light right next to him, caught Josh's eyes. This ball stood next to him, emitting warm light. Josh leaned his hand over, wincing from the pain, he took the ball into his hands. Wind flared at him. He closed his eyes from the force the air emitted. Then, with a snap of a finger, he was teleported somewhere else. He opened his eyes after he knew the wind has passed. The room was filled with white. It blinded him at first, but he got over it. He jumped at the sight that his cuts were gone. Examining his body, he found no trace of blood. He sighed out of relief. Then, his head grew heavy. His eyelids drooped down, turning his sight black. Gravity pulled him down, as he lost conscious.