John continued down the road, and pulled off into a large parking lot next to his new school. He turned off the rumbling engine of his car, and grabbed his sweatshirt out of his passenger seat as he got out of his car. He through on his sweatshirt and then grabbed his duffel bag from the backseat of his car, and shut the door. He began walking towards the school, looking at some of the other students as they walked past, most of them were dressed rather preppy. As he continued into the school building, he dropped his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose a bit as he held the door open for a group of girls walkng out the front of the school. "Mornin' ladies, and hopefully I'll be seeing you all in class sometime." he said to them with a smile. The girls began giggling to themselves as they walked past him and watched as he walked into the door.

Upon entering the main lobby of the school, John was directed to find his name on a sheet of paper taped to the wall, that will show him his homeroom number and his dorm room number. "Attention all new students, please find your names on the sheets on the walls, and report to your homerooms. There you will recieve your schedules for this year, as well as a map of the school to assist you in finding your classes in a timely manner. Thank you and have a great day." John began walking through the halls, trying to find his way to his homeroom, "Well, they said we would get a map in homeroom, now how are we supposed to get to homeroom?" He continued walking down the hall until he noticed a rather attractive female coed at her locker. "Excuse me, heh, soory about this, but I was wondering if you could tell me how to get to Room 219, for homeroom." The girl looked to him and snickered a bit, and then told him to go right up the stairs, and then down the hall and to the left. John looked to her and smiled, "Thanks for the help. Oh, the name's John Gray, but everyone usually calls me Gray for short, nice to meet you." The girl smiled again, telling him her name. "Marissa, huh, well I guess I'll be seeing you around sometime. And thanks again." John said as he began walking down the hall and up the flight of stairs.

He found his homeroom, and began waiting for everyone else in his homeroom to get there. He got into his duffel and got his MP3 player out and began listening to some music waiting until the other people showed up. About fifteen minutes passed and then a bell rang and the teacher began talking, "Ok, well, we're going to need to give those few other people a bit more time to find where they need to go, so everyone just be patient for a little while longer please."

Rin pulled up to the school in her mustang, she was running a bit late but she didn't mind. She pulled her school bag out of the car and locked it. she walked towards the school, the School was huge, people from left to right running to their classes making sure they weren't late. their were all kinds of race there, from full breeds from half breeds. Rin herself was a half breed. Half angel half human. She been made fun of but she didn't pay much attention to it. Hopefully this school would be diff. but she was going to keep it to her self that she was a half breed, for now. She walked into the school into the main lobby, she heard the announcement on the intercom, ""Attention all new students, please find your names on the sheets on the walls, and report to your homerooms. There you will receive your schedules for this year, as well as a map of the school to assist you in finding your classes in a timely manner. Thank you and have a great day."
Rin found her homeroom number and looked around for it. But She didn't know the way around. She asked her school mate but was only ignored. She finally found her room, their weren't many people in yet so she was on time. She took a seat in the back of class. The bell rang and the teacher came in. "Hello class, you are all new to Final Rest and i would like to be the first to congratulate on getting accepted here." "Now that we have that done i would pass out your maps and your classes to you."

As the teacher passed out the paper Rin noticed not many people where in the class just around 15. The teacher introduced her self as Mrs. Steavens, 'Well class we also have clubs here and you can also create a club as well. When you create a club you have 1 week to get at least 4 members into it, if it is not successful then it will be removed for the school clubs. plus you can be in as many clubs as you want. Now lets get the class started."

John looked around as more and more kids filtered into the classroom from the halls. He was still listening to his music, but he removed one of the earpieces to listen to the teach spweak to the class. "Well, it seems as if we've got all of the people that are going to show up today. So, my name is Mrs. Thomas and welcome to Final Rest: School of Mixed Arts. Here are your class schedules and here is your map. Now, if there are any questions please ask, if not, then just wait another couple of minutes and someone will anounce when we are going to be dismissed for you all to find your dorms, and then we will go to first period."

John put still had his ear piece out and could here some of the other students talking about him and how he was dressed. "Wonder where he's from? He doesn't dress like everyone else. He has boots on, so maybe he's like a cowboy or farmer or something?" Said a couple of femal students talking with themselves, "No, I bet he's a biker or something, wearing all dark clothes and stuff." said a male students sitting in front of the two girls. John smiled to himself, and glanced over at the three other students, causing the girls to blush and look away and the guy to just turn his head away and act like he hadn't been looking at him. He got up when he heard the announcement come on dismissing them to go find their dorms. He grabbed his back and walked past the three students he had heard talking about him as they were gathering their things up to leave, "In case you're wandering, I'm not a cowboy, or a farmer, or a biker. I wear what I want. So, I'll see you all around I guess." John smiled , pulling his duffel bag up onto his shoulder, and walking out of the room to find his dorm room.

Yuna walked into class and sat down. She had her wings hidden as she did. She smiled as her teacher gave her the stuff the were to do in the class for the first day. When she looked at the paper it was a paper to ask about who you were. She smiled and began to work on the paper. She sighed as she came on the question if you could be any thing what would you be. She smiled and began to write again

John made it to his dorm, put his MP3 player into his bag and sat it down on his bed as he had a seat in his desk chair. He began looking out of the window onto the school campus. He could still see clusters of students all over the place just taking their time to get to class and their dorms. He then stood up and walked out into the hallway, and glanced at his schedule and his map, "Let's see, it should be just down the hall and aound the corner from here." John said to himself as he began walking to his class.

Upon getting there, he walked into the large room, and looked around. He saw many other students, all of which had some sort of weapon with them. He smirked to himself, as he noticed some of the students look towards him. The hadn't come into the room yet, so the students were bunched up around the rooms, with other students talking with each other. John walked over to an empty chair and had a seat, and continued looking around the room, noticing the different types of weapons on the walls and on stands around the room, away from the mat in the middle of the floor, which is where the training would happen. He continued waiting for the teacher as more and more people began making their ways into the room from the halls.

She drieved like a maniac, the car flinting past building after building, or tree past tree, till finally she got there. Pulling on her hoodie, and slinding on a large pair of black sunglasses, Rapture got out of the car, grabbed her gear, begain walking into the school. 'Well, this is different...' she thought to her self. The 'voices' of everyone's mind was rather vauge or concited... most people worried about their clothes, or their hair, how many people they were friends with, or the boys they wanted, in more ways then one. Rapture smirked, and pulled the hood father over her head. ' Damn the sun... it hates me i sware, never can i find a place that the sun doesn't hate me..' Sighs softly, trying to block out the smell of all those humans around her, Rapture walked through the doors, and instantly heard all the thoughts over everyone in the room turn to her... "How can she wear all that dark clothing? its so wear outside!" that thought seemed to be the most over used thought in the room. Finally being in the building, Rapture pulled off the hoodie, na d tied it around her waist. allowing her seemingly bright red hair fall down her back, strickingly against her inhuman beauty and paleness.

"Attention all new students, please find your names on the sheets on the walls, and report to your homerooms. There you will recieve your schedules for this year, as well as a map of the school to assist you in finding your classes in a timely manner. Thank you and have a great day." Hearing the announcement, Rapture found her name, and headed toward the room mentioned, seemingly almost late, as students started walking out of the room. ' Great, andother place wear the fad is to wear pink collard shirts, kahkis, and the latest tinnish shoes. Sighs softly, yet again, Rapture made her way into the room, grabbed her schedule. The the teacher turned around and looked At Rapture. " Please, for one, I'd like it to look straight into your eyes, i look to look my students in the eyes. Two, your late, they just announced that the students can go find their dorms." Sticking out her hand she added, " My name is is Mrs. Thomas. What is yours?"

Taking of the glasses, Rapture took the Teacher's hand quickly, afriad the teacher might notice the deathly coldness, and nodded to the teacher. " My name is Rapture...Pei'leasel. Nice to meet you Mrs. Thomas.." Then letting go of the teacher's hand Rapture made sure she had everything she was supposed to get, and left the room quickly.

It didn't take long for her to find her dorm, and She didn't even bother to unpack her things, it wouldn't take long anyway. Glancling quickly at the map, Rapture left her room, and walked to her class. It seemed to be a big practice room, with a large mat in the middle of the floor, and students all over the place had weapons in their hands, some talking, some practicing, while other seemed to sit there lost and confused. Looking around the room, Rapture noticed one man sitting down. Snorting she walked over to a wall, and leaned against it trying to stay out of the way of passerby. Of course people staired at her strangeness and beauty, and the fact that she didn't dress in the same prepy clothes. 'god, sometimes humans can be unbarible...' The leaning against the wall, Rapture waited, enduring the thoughts and stares of the passerby, waiting for her class to begining.

Drexel looked around him in amazement. When he had visited the school in the spring it hadn't been so crowded, it being spring break and all, and it was just overwhelming to see all of the gifted people who were there. So many different faces passed him bye. He had never really seen anyone who wasn't really human before, almost all of them had been gone on his visit, and he just absorbed the many different images. It was like he was in a whole new world. A wide smile crossed his face and he began to make his way through the throngs of people. Suddenly a voice came out of a nearby speaker.

"Attention all new students, please find your names on the sheets on the walls, and report to your homerooms. There you will receive your schedules for this year, as well as a map of the school to assist you in finding your classes in a timely manner. Thank you and have a great day."

After checking the paper and having no idea where he'd find the room he was headed for, he simply followed the general flow of the students. Looking around he saw the room and headed for it. The room was about half full and people were trickling in behind him. He grabbed a map off of the table and followed what could hardly be called a line leading to the teachers desk. When he finally got to the teacher, a lazy looking guy who didn't look like he was much older than some of the students, he was asked his name and handed a piece of paper that had his classes listed on it. "Go to your dorm, or stay here if you want. Who cares about the stupid announcements? Just make sure you get to your classes on time."

He headed off to his dorm and as he found his room an announcement was made letting the teachers know they could dismiss their students. He just let out a light chuckle and tossed his stuff in the closest and plopped on the bed. It was comfortable enough. A few minutes passed and he decided to look at his schedule. "Guss i shold be getting to class," he muttered to himself.

His first class was in a large room with a mat in the middle. A lot of people had weapons, he hadn't even thought to bring one, not that he had any he really wanted to use. His swords were either too valuable to fight with, or too weak to last more than a few duels. He leaned up against one of the walls, waiting something to happen.

I]"Zack, Prove to them that you can not lose...show them the power of the Lone Wolf"[/I]

were his fathers last words to him before he put him on a plane to the united states(( can be changed if thats not were the school is)) Zack was greated by five men all wearing Grey cloaks and no smiles except one who had taken off his regulation sunglasses and had a massive Bustersword on his back and a giant smile on his face

"well if it isnt the Lone Wolf himself....well Cloud how has it been you immortal son of a B****?!"

Zack smirked and ran over to his friend and dropped his bags and punched the man who was built like a titan right in the stomach the man caught the fist and spun Zack around who kicked off the ground and flipped over the 7 foot tall man and spun his arm around and then let go and stroke a fighting stance unknown to anyone who saw it with a giant smile on his face his eyes flashed a quick gold and then back to Mako Blue.

"Aye...your getting better...last time you were slower..." the man smirked and lowered his guard as well and then hugged Zack" OHHH its great to see you master Brightblade"

Zack laughted and hugged him back " its great to see you too Solid. " he let go of him and then looked at the other men and nodded to them loosing his smile and then picked up his bags.

"its the first day i am already late...damn American Air ports...always having delays and what not..."

all the men semi laughted but the other five only gave off a smirk and then lead Zack to an armed Escort outside the Air port. the escort consisted in an APC( armored personel carrier), three hummers ( military issue) and an armored limozine which the five men got into...

(sorry vincent got tired of waiting :P)

Several more students filed into the great room, Rapture watching each and everyone of them. Most were human, with a few exceptions, and most were prepy, talking and still thinking vainly. Out of these last arrivers, was a helf celestial being.. the smell obvious among the humans. He wasn't dressed as the rest of the crowed, but rather in darker color clothes, like Rapture and the unknown man sitting acrossed the room.

After a few more minutes, a rather bulky looking man walked into the room from one of the doors on the otherside of the room. He looked like a body builder, his arms the size of Rapture's thigh, the rest of his muscles standing out under his shirt. Gracefully he walked to the middle of the room, standing on the mat, and crossed his arms. In a booming voice he called the class to attention. "So, you all know why you are here, and what we'll be doing here. Combate training!" he yelled, a small globe of spit flying out of his mouth. He was exceedingly loud, he never seemed to talk in a low voice, which, rapture noticed, his throughts yelled out louder then the rest as well. "today will be simple enough. I'm going to allow you all to go around and fight eachother, to messure your skill. You may have noticed the array of weapons set out when you walked into the room. These aren't real weapons of course, we don't want any spilt blood. But you all are able to choose one weapon that fits well into your hand, Grab one of these vests," He held one up to show everyone in the room," and then spread your selfs out throughout the room. When I blow the whistle, you all may begin fighting each each other. When hit with the weapon, which in a real fight could prove to be the fatal blow, the vest will turn red, and beep, allowing me self and the assistants coaches to know you've been 'killed', and an assistant will escort you out of the 'battlefield'. Is that understood?" he boomed, and every head in the big room nodded. " With that, Go choose your weapon, and get your vests on. When the whistle blows, its no man's land!"

At the end of the teacher's instructions, excited chatter began again, and the students made their way to the weapons table. Pushing herself off the wall, Rapture glided acrossed the room, and looked over the already picked through weapons. Each she'd had previouse experiences with, just out of pure boredom and a wish to learn some techniques here and there. There, sitting on the table was a cruved sword, and Rapture hastily picked it up, and checked it's balence in her hand. Even if the balalnce was off, her reflexes could still save her from the majority of the students in the room. Lking the way the sword played in her hand, Rapture nodded to her self, blocked out all the random chatter, and walked over to get a vest, straped it on and looked for a good, defendable corner. There wasn't any obsticals in the room, just big empty space, save for the students and instroctors. Walking over to a corner, Rapture stood there, back to the wall. and waited, going through everyone's mind, figuring out who was choosing to attack who first. A boy not to far away was staring at Rapture intently, thinking her to be an easy kill. She smirked, ready her stance, and the countdown in the teacher's head went off in her own... 3...2...1...WHISTLE! At first no one moved, unsure if they should make the move or wait for someone to come to them. then the chaos hit, and rapture's smirk grew. The boy she'd been 'hearing' headed in her direction, and soon he was just a few yards away, sword held high over his head, like you'd see a Jedi when preparing to strike in the Star Wars movies. " AHHH!!!!!!!" he announced his approch, and swong unstably. Quick as lightning, Rapture blocked the sloppy attack, and struck out with a perry, and then an counter, easily slipping through the slow humans deffenses, and nicking the boy on the side. Not enough to prove 'fatal', but a small patch of red appread on his vest where she'd hit him. Again he swong at her, and again she perried with inhuman speed and grace, managing another slice on the other side. She herd the boys mind running frantically, as he began to realize that he might not win this battle, and get kicked off in the first few minutes of the battle. his tacktic changed slightly, him stepping farther away, semingly out of Rapture's reach, and he jabbed his sword low, aiming for the gut. Tiring of this boy and his thoughts, she easily sweeped away his atttack, throwing his sword out wide to his side, and went into the attack, swinging at his head first, fainted the attack, and switched the momentum of her curving blade, the opposit direction and down, aiming to 'cut off' his arm. It worked, making the boy cry out in pain from the hit to the non-protected area, and freeze up, fantically trying to find an out or a slip in Rapture's defenses. A musical laugh escaped her lips at the human, knowing it would be impossible for him to get away from her before she could kill him. The sound of her voice triggered his knowledge, and he realized that she wasn't just some girl, she wasn't even human. again the boy froze, unsure of what to do, leaving enough gaps, and enough time for Rapture to strike the blow she needed, sending the boy's vest complatly red, and the make an annoying beep sound. An assistant walked up behind the the boy, and escorted him to a different room, which was already begining to fill, slowly, but still. Stepping back slightly, Rapture again searched the minds around her, looking for anyone who might plan on taking her on. Smiling so stayed put knowing the best defence would to be making her oppent fight on her tearms...

Zack's escort ended up at the school Zack was impatient a little pissed off that he was so late. he quickly got out of the limo and ran towards the doors, he was followed by his five guards and Solid the massive American who was covered with tattoos. The guards opened the doors for him and followed him to the Office they explained the [COLOR=orange]situation and then they handed him a schedule. he was told classes had already started and that he would be coming in late but his first class would be combat training. Zack apologized for being late and promised that it would never happen again the head master nodded but did not smile something was up and he could feel it in between the animosity given off Solid and the head master....Zack wasnt wanted in this school.

Zack was escorted again to the first classroom. the instructor was giving out instructions so Zack waited to enter as was proper etiquette. when the instructor finished Zack entered telling his body guards to wait outside. Solid was the only one aloud to enter. he was even taller than the teacher and twice as large.

"Professor, i must apologize for being late to your first class but i am from Germany, and my plane just arrived today...i am a last minute addition to your class i will not even be on your roster... My name is Zack Brigh..."

the teacher was smiling largely at Solid

" so how long has it been my friend" said the teacher to Solid

"not long enough mate" Solid finished with a laugh as they grasped hands " this hear is my star pupil and son to my employer...hes a hard worker...and too damn talented for his own damn good"

" this is one of your students....then i guess i can expect good things from him cant i...alright...you heard the rules out there?" the teacher scoped over Zack who stood tall and with a determined look apon his face

"ja heer professor"

" then go ahead and grab a weapon if you can...or acquire one in battle..."

Zack had no emotion on his face once he turned ot the students he slowly walked through the people and found that the only weapon that was left was a mace he raised a brow and then turned around he looked at everyone around him an then popped his neck and closed his eyes.

"3...2....1..." the whistle sounded and all hell broke loose.

Zacks attacked by three attackers at once his eyes open wide staring directly into one of them Zacks bright blue eyes have flashed a red color and it throws the human off guard for only a second , Zack sidesteps a blow from behind and ducks a swing from his right then with inhuman speed rushes the shocked attacker infront of him and rammed a fist into the kids chest dead center and then with his other hand grips his throat and then throws him to the ground then turns around and examines his other two attacks who were wondering who was the bigger threat themselves or Zack

Zack gives a slight smirk and tilts his head slightly then he noticed one kid had a staff the other had a great sword Zack knew which one he wanted more so they would have to come first...his attackers give each other a nod knowing that Zack was the more important threat and turned towards him something zack honestly didnt want. he kept his smirk and then the kid the with staff came first with a series of jabs and thrusts Zack dodged them and knocked the staff to the side a few times but then had to react fast when the kid with the greatswod lunged towards him Zack rolled forward so the sword was behind him and the staff in front of him he was ducking and weaving and spinning to get away from their flurry of swings and attacks. he was only analyzing looking for a flaw...then the sword gave a large thrust forward Zack dodged it and with his speed flipped towards him and then took him out of the match with a throat slam just like the other boy. he stole the sword and then quickly rammed it into the kid with the staffs chest and sliced it upwards making him turn all red...

Zack looked at him and nodded to them both as they were taken away he then slowly looked for his next assailent..

Looking around Drexel noticed that a lot of these people were human, or at least appeared to be, and many of them looked pretty cocky. After the teacher explained the assignment Drexel made his way to the weapons and picked up a longsword that seemed to fit pretty well in his hand. It wasn't perfect, but the balance was alright, surely better than some of the beaten blades he'd used to duel his friends with back home. After swinging it a few times he decided that he would stick with this one. He went back to the pile and found himself a fairly decent short sword he could pretty easily use with his left hand, or so he hoped. His attacks weren't so great when he used two weapons, and his friends could usually block a few before he could sneak in a slash or a quick stab, but on the other hand he usually never lost because of the added defense a second blade gave him. Not expecting too much success in this fight, he decided that defense was the better choice. He grabbed a vest and readied himself for the battle.

"3....2.....1....." The whistle sounded and everyone stood still. He was near a few people who were eying each other skeptically, not sure who would pose the greatest threat. A slim blond girl with a staff was looking around for attackers, prepared to defend herself. When her eyes met Drexel's she hesitated a moment and a guy with an athletic build saw the opening. Drexel watched as the kid's broadsword slammed into the girl's shoulder. He winced at the sight of her newly reddened vest, but he didn't have time to feel bad for the girl as an ax dropped down toward his head. Without even thinking he brought the short sword up and knocked the blow wide then turned to face his attacker.

Angry eyes met his gaze as the ax-wielder stared at him. It was one of the cocky jock-looking boys, a little bigger than Drexel, but not by much. Certainly the boy thought he had had Drexel beaten when he found him off guard, but he was sorely wrong. The longsword came at him as he was bringing the ax back around for another attack, which was thrown to the other side. Not far behind was the short sword, it slammed into the jock's chest knocked him backward. Redness spread from his vest, but he didn't care, he swung hard and sloppily at Drexel once again, and his ax was again thrown aside by the short sword, leaving him open to the long sword's thrust at his gut. The blow knocked the breath out of him and his vest beeped, but he was angry and lunged at Drexel with fire in his eyes. One of the assistants tackled him and showed him to the other room.

The fight was escalating around him, more and more people hopping into fights. Looking around, Drexel noticed that a few guys were looking his direction with smirks on their faces. They each had a longsword in their right hand. One of them rushed at Drexel sword raised high, the other two came in slightly behind him. As the first was about to swing his sword down at Drexel, the other two gave him a look as if he shared a secret with them. One nodded slightly to the left and as Drexel sidestepped the falling blade the other two both swung at the first boy and lit up his vest. The boy turned to them with a confused look, like he didn't even know they were there, before being pulled away by assistants. Drexel nodded to the other two and smiled. It was good to have people guarding your back during something like this, but he had to keep his senses perked up just in case they decided to go against him like they did the other guy.

The team fought through a number of people. After a few minutes one fell to a kid with a couple of maces. The other fell shortly after. Soon there weren't many people left. At one point Drexel stepped past a girl who was wearing all black. Her skin seemed to sparkle lightly as he passed her. He hesitated a moment and took a slight slash on his shoulder, but quickly took out his opponent with a heavy slash with his longsword that was mostly dulled by a blocking blade, but struck the kid's shoulder. He followed with a stab of his short sword into the already very red vest. That set off the beep and Drexel prepared for the next attack.

John heard the teacher tell them to get a weapon and a vest for the training that was about to take place. John removed his sweatshirt and tossed it into the chair he had been sitting in before getting his vest and putting it on over his t-shirt. He walked over to the weapons table and then turned away, he normally didn't use any weapons and he didn't want to use one now either. He stood over in one corner and waited for the fighting to start. "3...2...1...WHISTLE!" He saw another student about the same size as he was rushing towards him with a sword drawn and he prepared himself for the attack of the other student.

Upon reaching John, the other student began swiping at him with the sword, and John easily dodged the sloppy attacks. "He thought to himself after dodging a few more swipes by the other student, "He's not even thinking his attacks through. Enough, time to end this." John waited for the other student to throw another attack and once he did, John side steped the attackers blade, hitting the students arm downward, then stepping on the blade, pinning it between his foot and the floor. John then connected with a punch to the students jaw, which knocked him to the left, causing his grip to loosen and then seperate from the swords handle. John then ran up to the student and knocked him off his feet, and then with one strong punch hit him directly in the ribs, and then in several times in the chest. John began watching the other students vest light up with the bright red color as he connected with one last mighty punch that left the other student gasping for air. The student was then walked to another room by an assistant.

John then looked around for the next student who would attempt to attack and eliminate him. The next student that made their way to John was someone larger than he was and he had an axe. He wade his way to John, but John noticed that he was moving rather slow. John knew that he could take this opponent out with his speed and strength easily. The larger student prepared his axe for an attack, and before he swung, John quickly kicked up the fallen students sword from before and as the mighty axe swung towards him, John jumped over the blade and jabbed the sword into the other students gut area. The vest quickly lit up red and the student was ushered off by the assistant. John was looking for another person to attack when the teacher called the fighting to an end.

"Well, it seems as if we have a few people who survived, and appear to be the only survivors of our little match." the teacher said with another booming voice. John looked around at the other students. He was one of the people that had survived the match, and there was another girl and two other guys that had survived as well. "Congradulations to you all. You appear to be the elite students of the class." The teacher said as he brought the other eliminated students back into the classroom. "Take a look at the people you see in front of you students, these are the faces of the people that bettered you in combat, how does that make you feel?" asked the teacher loudly once again to the other students.

Zack used the crude greatsword with speed and precision, he wielded it as fast as a person would a longsword. he was fighting an exceptional man who was larger than Zack but that wasnt hard to do. he wielded two swords and came with a flurry of attacks. Zack had been looking for a flaw or a weakness but couldnt find one this fight would end up being the better would be the victor the Asian man was agile but not as agile as Zack zack used his speed to his advantage, but that second sword would block any attack he threw at him. nothing he could do would break this mans guard. zack then let off he defensive, he started to throw all his strength into some of his blows. the two swords had to work together to block the blows even just to parry he had to use both swords.

Zack finaly got in a kick but the Asian held it off as if it was nothing Zack was confused and then took it to the next level he sent a flurry of strikes that were hard to keep track of, only a few hit and caused small red marks. but not enough to do any killing blows. he then new what he had to do..he had to let a hit get by... he threw down an opening at he last moment and saw that the Asian wouldnt let t go Just as he wanted , he let a sword blade get by and into his side but only after sliding his own sword down and off the other longsword the Asian wielded. Zacks blade hit in the second rib ad then slide across the mans sternum and into his throat knocking him the ground Zack was breathing heavily and then spun the blade around and looked around.

he looked to Rapture and was about to challange her but then felt an odd sensation come over her he raised a brow and then heard the teacher call everything to a halt he looked away from her and then took a double take and then looked back to the teacher. he put the sword down and looked at the other two males who survived...

he looked over at the students that were coming back into the room and he turned his back on them all to look at Solid who smiled and gave a nod to him of approval Zack nodded back and put a fist to his chest. then looked back to the other students no emotion on his face at all. bt his thoughts filled with confustion....

can she really be part of the brightblade clan...

The teacher looked to the four people that had survived the battle, and asked them all to remove their vests, drop their weapons, and stand against the wall. John removed his vest, and dropped the sword that he had used to finished off his last opponent, and then walked over to the wall and stood there with the other students that had survived the fighting.

"You four are going to become a team, and the other students of the class will join together in teams to fight against you in different match types." The teacher says as he looks from the class to the four students that he had anounced that were now a team. "Now, I want each of you to step forward and tell us your name and age, and the weapon that you are most comfortable using. Let's start with you, and then go down to the other students. Step forward and tell us about yourself." The teacher said as he pointed to John. John stepped forward and looked at the other three students who were now his teammates and then to the teacher and lastly to the other students who had been eliminated in the fighting. "My name is John Gray, I'm 19, and I am most comfortable using my fists when in battle, but I can also use things like swords, bo staffs, knives, nunchucks, and other weapons." John said as he stepped back against the wall, and looked down to the other students. "Good, good, now you." The teacher said as he pointed to the next student standing next to John against the wall.

After he talked to the class, the teacher asked the four remaining students to drop their weapons, remove their vests, and line up. Nodding, Rpature was happy to drop the weapon to the ground, and rip of the uncomfortable vest, pulling on her hoodie,a dn walked up to stand next to one of the guys.

"You four are going to become a team, and the other students of the class will join together in teams to fight against you in different match types. Now, I want each of you to step forward and tell us your name and age, and the weapon that you are most comfortable using. Let's start with you, and then go down to the other students. Step forward and tell us about yourself." The teacher said as he pointed to the man next to Rapture, apparently named John.

John stepped forward and looked at the other three students who were now his teammates and then to the teacher and lastly to the other students who had been eliminated in the fighting. "My name is John Gray, I'm 19, and I am most comfortable using my fists when in battle, but I can also use things like swords, bo staffs, knives, nunchucks, and other weapons." John said as he stepped back against the wall, and looked down to the other students.

"Good, good, now you." The teacher said as he pointed to Rapture next.

Stepping forward, Rapture stared at the Teacher, completly ignoring the other 3 standing next to her, their eyes and mind curiouse about eachother it seemed. Clearing her throat, Rapture spoke in a soft melodiouse voice. " My name is Rapture Pie' leasel, I look 17, so for all practical purposes, I am so. My favorite weapon is the Falchion, but i normally use my hands, because carrying weapons is so... limiting." after finishing her sentence, Rapture waited anxiously, wanting to leave now, before all the thoughts ould slam into her. Finally she looked to the man next to her, and waited for him to to speak his name.

It seemed as though most of the combatants had taken each other out. Drexel felt a bit out of place as he watched the few people around him finishing off their fights. These guys were strong, fast, and definitely a lot more skilled than he was. How had he lasted this long? Why wasn't he in with the other losers? It didn't really make any sense to him. 'Maybe it has something to do with my gift,' he thought to himself. 'Yeah, it must be. I couldn't possibly be better than all of these people. I got lucky. Real lucky.'

"Well, it seems as if we have a few people who survived, and appear to be the only survivors of our little match." the teacher said with another booming voice. John looked around at the other students. He was one of the people that had survived the match, and there was another girl and two other guys that had survived as well. "Congradulations to you all. You appear to be the elite students of the class." The teacher said as he brought the other eliminated students back into the classroom. "Take a look at the people you see in front of you students, these are the faces of the people that bettered you in combat, how does that make you feel?" asked the teacher loudly once again to the other students.

"You four are going to become a team, and the other students of the class will join together in teams to fight against you in different match types." The teacher says as he looks from the class to the four students that he had anounced that were now a team. "Now, I want each of you to step forward and tell us your name and age, and the weapon that you are most comfortable using. Let's start with you, and then go down to the other students. Step forward and tell us about yourself." The teacher said as he pointed to John. John stepped forward and looked at the other three students who were now his teammates and then to the teacher and lastly to the other students who had been eliminated in the fighting. "My name is John Gray, I'm 19, and I am most comfortable using my fists when in battle, but I can also use things like swords, bo staffs, knives, nunchucks, and other weapons." John said as he stepped back against the wall, and looked down to the other students. "Good, good, now you." The teacher said as he pointed to the next student standing next to John against the wall.

"Good, good, now you."

The girl that he had run into before stepped forward and spoke with a beautiful voice that fit her well.

"My name is Rapture Pie' leasel, I look 17, so for all practical purposes, I am so. My favorite weapon is the Falchion, but i normally use my hands, because carrying weapons is so... limiting."

'Guess it's my turn then.' With a little embarrassment Drexel stepped up. "My name's Drexel Ciento. I'm 19. And I usually fight with a longsword, maybe a shortsword in my offhand." He looked around and once again wondered how he'd managed to survive this battle.

After listing to Drexel, Rapture, and John speak he felt out of place...all americans...he wasnt looking at the he wasnt looking to his new professor, he wasnt even looking to his old mentor and master, all that he could think about is that he was out of place...and that he was yet again set into a position where he would be a lone wolf...

he finally turned to the people of the class he faced them all and spoke in his Rich and thick German Accent

" my name is Zack Brightblade, from the Grey Fox Mercenary Company. I am...as humans would say....19, i am a pure blood Vampire and i am not afriad to show it...the entire family of Brightblades are well known for being lienent and honarable...i am here to extend that honor and show that The Brightblde Family name will remain a historically powerful and nationally friendly power in his world. i have been trained in three different martial arts by three different masters, i am extremely proficient in the use of the enlarged Great sword commonly known as the Buster sword..."

a hush hit the room as he finished he took a step back and leaned against the wall and looked over to his master who nodded to him in approval but it was obvious that something was bothing him wispers ran through the class that he felt that he was better than everyone else. and that everything he said was ^#@&*%!$....Zack knew this was the beginning of his isolation from these....Americans...

After her, the next two men spoke their names. Drexel, the celestial, seemed too human, it was obviouse that he spent more time with humans then with the same beings as he, granted, he was only half celestial, he didn't smell that angelic. He was timid, confused as to why he'd made it to the top four of his class without really knowing what to do. His thoughts were amazed. Snickering quietly, Rapture listened to the fourth and final person in their little party.

Brightblade... sounded familure, but she didn't understand it. 'He was proud of being a vampire, how sad was that? Who'd choose this life over the warmth of a human's touch, and beat of a heart? And pure blood? What was that bull? For that matter, how could a vampire be a pureblood? were there some type of creature able to give birth to vampires? The fool...' she thought of this Zack standing not three yards away from her. Snorting, she returned her attention to the Teacher, who nodded to a man over in a corner, who was staring intently at the group, watching, and most likely listening to everything they said. Disgusted, with her now accomplise, Rapture returned to her passiveness, and waited for the next order of buisness, which was sadly halted for a few minutes as another teacher from a different class, walked into the room, needing to talk to the teacher. "Mr. Gile! I need to speak with you, please!" Called a young woman, walking quickly towards the teacher.

' Mr. Gile? so normal aname, and I thought his name would be sure to send shivers down my cold spine...' Rapture smirked at her thought. The thoughts of all he students where confusing, each one getting bored with standing around and not doing a thing, not wanting to praize or idolize a bunch of misfits who, for some reaosn knew more then they did, unwilling to accept the defeat. Even now most of them were pick aparet the four's appearence, trying to remember the way in with they moved, and their confidence leavel standing their now. Most seemed to zero in to the helf celestial, noting his uneasiness and his sence of awe at his situation. Looking over at the halfbreed, Rapture spoke softly, "Some are waiting for their next fight against us four. They don't seem to think your as much a threat as myself and the other two, but after you I'm next.. their minds are looking for faults they can use against us... just a heads up..." and after that, Rapture looked back at the teacher, waiting, and reading the thoughts of the students. The worrying for the other man next to Drexel, that Zack, annoyed her, and the self confidence in the human next to her made her made her curiouse as to what could possibly make him so sure of him self. Shruging it all of to training, Rapture staired ahead, still istening to those around her, and waited.

Zack has his eyes closed as he pondered why he had to work with these other people...But he has always trained alone, he has always pulled through the roughest situations ALL by himself....he was as his code name insinuated the lone wolf...

he took a deep in hail through his nose and then opened his eyes the Bright Mako Blue eyes seemed to gleam as he took in and then looked over his four team mates, the man closest to him was human...but there was a touch of something else...something pure and buried deep within him...angelic maybe...Zack couldnt tell but he could see the amazement and belief in luck that he was aloud to be standing there next to them...zack could see though that the man actually had talent..it was more than luck...

Next was the vampire...not a pure blood...she had been bitten...but it was odd...she showed no signs of the ritual...she was also way to young to be initiated into the brightblades...something had to be up...maybe she was a pure blood...but that made no sense...he would have been able to smell the blood and know even if she was from a different vampiric family...wait...that smell

he took in another breath through his nose and then noted that her sent was mixed...she was definitely a turned human...he then shook it off...he could feel her, even almost hear her thoughts atleast he could defiantly tell what she was feeling, when she looked at him she was confused and angry more angered than confused...he raised a brow and then quickly looked away trying not to let her know he looked at her...

the last member on his team was the human...john...definitely a grade A fighter. he reminded Zack of Solid. he would be an amazing fighter...Zack could become friends with him..but probably not...Zack really wasnt one for friends...all his friends were members of the Grey Fox mercenary company...

he didnt fit in with humans....

John looked to the other students, that had been eliminated during the scuffle of the battle, and noticed the looks on some of their faces. He noticed looks of anger, and puzzlement, as if some of the students were asking themselves how they could have been beaten by the likes of the four that were standing in front of them. "Some are waiting for their next fight against us four. They don't seem to think your as much a threat as myself and the other two, but after you I'm next.. their minds are looking for faults they can use against us... just a heads up..." He heard the young lady that said her name was Rapture say to Drexel. John leaned forward looking to the both of them, "Well, if the professor says we're a team, then you can count on having someone to watch your back." He said with a smile to the both of them. He then leaned back against the wall and noticed Rapture look over to him and then to the other man further down the line from him. He had been given that look before and knew what it meant. She was wondering why he seemed so sure of himself, and the truth was that he usually tried to measure up his opponents and be ready for anything that they may throw at him.

John leaned forward looking to the both of them, "Well, if the professor says we're a team, then you can count on having someone to watch your back." He said with a smile to the both of them.

The words left John's mouth, thinking Rapture's words were that of worry, then warning. Slowly Rapture's head turned to face John, a skeptical look in her eyes, and mouth hanging open. For once, she was left speechless, unable to find something to say. After a minute of unreasonably slow prossesing, Rapture laughed. "I'll bear that in mind, John, thanks for the reasureance!" she giggled out. After a minute, Rapture controled herself. Finally the Mr. Gile WALked back up to the students, and announced the end of class.

Sighing with relief, Rapture hurred over, and waited to be released from the room, hearing the excited chatter grow louder, both in her mind and with her ears. The boy she first fought stood not far away from her, and when he saw her again his thoughts went back to trying to figuring out a way to beat her. Smirking, Rapture waited, and finally the doors opened, and the crowd walked out, pushing Rapture along with it.

he looked to the other students on the other side of the room and he eyed them all...they were all either hating him already or not sure what to make of him... he stepped away from his team and isolated himself like he normally did in new area's he wasnt one to make friends he knew that after this year of school...he would probobly be sent back to Germany to show his father and family the ways the new cybernetic suit worked...

the professor walked into the room and Zack semi pivited to face him but not entirely. Solid and his other 5 body guards walked intot he room and up to Zack they surrounded him and they all looked around as the class was dismissed and walked out Zack stayed behind with his body guards not moving and waiting. Solid looked down on him and smiled

" that was an amazing bout Lone Wolf...you help your own just lke i taught you...but what is this new buisness of useing a sword...when itaught you you loved to fight hand to hand..."

Zack nodded and then smiled

" i was trained in two swords and then again in witht eh bustersword....i have shown great promise master Solid you would be proud of me...both new techniques have giving me a better understanding of how other warriors fight...i have become faster and more agile due to the use of reaction time it takes to use the two weapon skill and my strenght has trippled from the use of the Bustersword..."

Solid smirked and then nodded to him

"aye...well as long as you fight with honar and love... cant hold anything against your...new fighting style " they both laughted and then Solid handed him a piece f paper" i went ahead and scheduled you for the classes your father wanted you to take, leadership and a special course to help you focus your blood lust..."

zack lost his smile and nodded and then headed outside of class body guards surronding him. he walked his way to his next class leadership 101, he introduced himself to his new teacher and then walked to the left side of the class and looked out a window. waiting for something..then thoughts of the vampire girl flew into his thoughts he looked outside the class room door and saw her pass by...

how did i know she would be there?

"I'll bear that in mind, John, thanks for the reasureance!" John smiled to her as the class was dismissed. John walked over and put his jacket back on, and flipped his hood up onto his head and saw Zack become surrounded by his bodygaurds as they began walking out of the classroom, escorting Zack to his next class.

John had a free period on his hands and decided to retire back to his dorm for a while to unpack, and then to wander around the campus a little to get more acquainted with his surroundings.

The strange girl looked toward him and as if reading his thoughts she said, "Some are waiting for their next fight against us four. They don't seem to think your as much a threat as myself and the other two, but after you I'm next.. their minds are looking for faults they can use against us... just a heads up..."

Drexel nodded at her with a slight smile. Her words hadn't really made him feel much better about being the weakest of the group, especially because with her being the second weakest, that meant that there was an overwhelming gap between his power and everyone else on the team. He just hoped he could learn quick enough to hold his own, just incase they couldn't watch his back in the fights to come. He would be pretty sore if he had to go one on one with many of those kids out there. And even worse, if Mr. Gile ever decided to pit the members of each team against one another, which seemed like a good way to train with people of somewhat equal skill as your own. He wasn't going to survive very long unless he did some training on the side.

Before he could respond John stepped up and cut him off. "Well, if the professor says we're a team, then you can count on having someone to watch your back."

'I hope so,' was the only thing that crossed his mind after that. Mr. Gile released the class and Drexel looked at his schedule. Art. He liked art, but wasn't really all that good at it. He was alright, but not perfect, and anything less than perfect wasn't good enough when it came to Drexel and art. But he understood the significants of the class. He'd have to produce believable illusions if he was going to get anywhere in that area.

He quickly made his way to the class and waited outside the closed doors. Apparently the previous class hadn't let out yet. With a sigh he leaned up against the wall and closed his eyes, which were slightly hidden behind his hair in attempt to reduce the people who awkwardly gawked at him. He had realized that his eyes were the main source of the glances.

John walked out of the class and back to his dorm where he took his sweatshirt off and tossed it onto his desk chair. He then grabbed his bag and began unpacking his clothing into the dresser and then he put his books onto his desk and then flopped down onto his bed, putting his sunglasses on as he closed his eyes and began to doze off a bit.

He had just fallen to sleep when he was woke up by some people laughing in the hallway. He got up and stretched a bit and then decided to walk out and look around the school a bit. He pushed his sunglasses up onto his nose a bit and walked down the hall, taking in the other classrooms that he passed on his way down the hall and to the first floor.

He eventually got out into the courtyard and had a seat on one of the benches in the courtyard and just began looking at the other students as they walked by him. "Everyone dresses the same around here. There's way to many collared shirts and sweater vests around here." John thought to himself as he continued looking around at the other students.

Zack finished his class on leadership sitting there and wondering what was next he walked around body guards following him everywhere. he looked around the school memorized it all and then noticed all the looks people were giving him with his body guards around him he started to feel hated even more than normal and he nodded to himself he looked to Solid and gave him a look Solid frowned and then nodded din approval then looked away Zack smirked and then walked his body guards towards a corner where he quickly jumped into a shadow and slowly turned into mist his body guards didnt react until it was too late they all started to panic and look around solid looked as if he was worried but he was in on it all

"dont worry he can only transport into another shadow he sees. but we need to find him fast because if he transports to one shadow he can transport to any other show in his sight...spread out now and look for him..."

the guards separated and then Zack reformed in the exact same shadow he disappeared he gave a silent thought to Solid of thanks he then sneaked outside into the courtyard he looked around at the many people he stood alone in the middle of a field..he noticed people looked at him odd but was expected he stood still arms crossed loosing out into almost nothing ness analyzing everything and everyone around him...

the temperature was comfortable and perfect for a football match...or for the Americans he thought soccer...that would be a hard transition...dumb people cant even call a sport the right name...

he felt some people approaching and then something was thrown at him he didnt even flinch as it flew right past the left of his face he only slightly turned his head to look at them and then raised a brow

" ja what iz the problem?" his thick german accent was there first attack

"where are you from rookie Switzerland? do they have good fights there?" it was a group of four upper class men different sizes the smallest one was the one wi the tongue and obviously the ring leader of the bunch. Zack could tell from the way he walked that he was an expert fighter...or at least he would be a challenge if it lead to that...

"no...im from Heir Dutchland..." he said nothing more to them and turned his head back to ignoring them he closed his eyes and started to sense everything around him "and it would be best if you all just turned around and walked away...you dont know who your messing with...really"

the group f three boys one girl all looked at each other almost shocked by that answer and then all started to laught. they laughted so hard they even started to lean on eah other...

"oh...dont worry mate i know who you are, in fact ive been waiting for you since the rumor of you joining you see...im from across the pond as well mate from the island(Great Britan) my names James Philips my father was kicked out of your "families" company...the grey dogs or what ever....you know...he never was the same...went insane..killed a few people after that...they was evil people he had the right too...but because he wasnt ont eh mission he was forced to be an outlaw...then some more of them greydogs were sent af'er him....killed him they did..in an alley way...they tailed me til i met up with him...and i swore then and there tha..."

"you were a fool...."

James's eyes grew big and his fists balled up

"what...."

"you were a fool for being followed... and then leading them to your father...you should have read some sign that they were following you...even a vampire leaves notions that we are stalking a prey...the most common human could use there basic senses to know they were being followed...and under the circumstances...you should have been overly cautious and set up points to know these things.."

James's arms started to shake and he was grinding his teeth looking at him Zack slowly turned his head to him and with no emotion on his face he spoke the last few words slowly...

"im sorry for his death..."

Zack wanted to tell him it was all his fault but didnt...he didnt want to make enemies...but it was too late...James was charging him Zack didnt move and never uncrossed his arm as he watched him. James got close enought to throw a punch and Zack side stepped him and then ducked and weaved makeing sure to just glide along with all his punches and back away slowly as he attacked him. James finally laid a punch on Zacks bare shoulder but it glanced off Zack jumped back as James spun around and gave a round house kick.

Zack hadn't uncrossed his arms the entire time and still had no emotion on his face he was know up ontop of a tree branch looking down at him he staired into James's eyes and nodded to him...

"i dont want to fight you...but if thats what you wish...lets do this..."

Zack hopped down and walked towards him James was breathing heavily and panting almost but then as zack uncrossed his arms he reared back and then let loose a massive blow strait to Zack's chin and jaw. Zack didnt even move out of the way he took the blow strait on and turned to the side. James grabbed his shoulder and his back and rammed his knee directly into Zack's gut makeing Zack fall to the ground Zack gasped and then coughted and spat up blood he wipped it off but was returned with a drop kick to the back of his head ramming his face into the ground...

Zack then felt four pairs of hands lift him up

zack forced out the words "i thought this was just between you and me?" Zack looked at the other people of James group holding him still james was smirking and Shrugged as an arrogant bastard would

"sorry mate...i want you to remeber what your company did to my family...and to ME!!"

he let loose a flurry of punches now zack was pissed his eyes closed and then he started to fight back he tried to jerk free and pull away from the others but they were too strong they held him in place and he was left to take the beatings. he managed to free one leg and kicked James directly int he head knocking him to the ground bu then was hit with something metal int he back of the head do hard he felt the blood drizzle down his forhead. he was now actually almost regretting thinking that the american would fight honorably...

....damn him for wanting to be friends with these humans...

Rapture didn't have another class untill next hour, so she decided to take a private tour of the school. It was so big, and so full with seemingly extrodinarily talented people, though sadly most of them were to self centered. The sun wsa out, which always created a problem, and so She postponed anything that would take her outside till it was nessiscary. Rapture saw the auditorium, which was getting prepaired for some type of meeting, probably something to do with the freshmen, and found the cafateria easily enough, thought Rapture highly doubted they would have anything to offer her. Smirking at the thought, Rapture continued on her tour, easily able to lift what each room was from the minds of those around her.

Slowly but surely, Rapture was starting to get used to the place, if not the exactly the people. The idea of that Zack characture still bugged her. What could he have experienced that made him be so proud? She couldn't figure it out. Sighing softly, she made her way back to the doors to the court yard she had passed earlier. Looking out the window, Rapture replaced the sunglasses, and pulled her hood over her head and walked outside, wrapping arms round her self, as if to protect her self. The sun was bright and there were a lot of people standing around, talking with eachother, and enjoying the day, some seemed sad to have to be at school on a day like this, others excited to be reunited with their friends. Then something broke out between a group of students, it seemed as if 4 of them were ganging up against one, which seemed to be drawing attention of the students around them. Walking closer to get a better look at who it was being ganged up against, Rapture was shocked. ' Mr. Badass Vampire Him self i see.. he seemed to have picked the wrong people to argue with..' searching the other four's minds, she saw the problem...Cursing to herself, Rapture pushed people aside, and snuck up behind a Female holding a short metal pole, about an inch thick. Picking up a rock from the ground nearby, Rapture took aim, and threw, aiming straght for the woman's head, which the rock perfectly collided with. Cussing up a storm, the woman turned around and smirked. "You need something miss? I' beleive i can help yeah right here, ya noobie!" she yelled at Rapture, and ran towards her, the metal bar above her head. Allowing the woman to ran at her, Rapture waited, and then when the metal bar was on its swing downards, Rapture grabbed the womans arm, stopping it dead, killing all momentum it had gain. Smirking, Rapture gave a the arm a twist, and the sound of the female's wrist snapping could be heard, and a short cry of pain. bending close to the woman, Rapture whispered softly, " You should learn who to pick your fights better, human, else you wont live very long.." and then Rapture pushed the woman back, kicking the metal bar as far away from the female as possible. THe woman was in shock of being taken down so quickly, but she wasn't about to give up. throwing a kick out to Rapture's legs, meaning to trip rapture up, the woman, pushed herself up from the ground with her good arm, and croched low, bringing her good hand up to defeand herself. "Come on! is that all you got?!" she leered, creeping towards Rapture slowly, watching her back. Rapture just stood there and again waited for her opponait to approch her. finally when the woman was within a puch's distance away raoture sprang, slapping the woman's good hand out wide, and grabing hold of her broken wrist, turned gracefully around the woman, her arm still in hand, and twisted the arm around the woman's back, making her scream in pain again and fall to her knees. That took care of her.

Rapture then set her sights on one of the men who turned their attention away from the man giving the punches to Zack, and Raced ahead, quicker then the human's eyes could follow. Suddenly Rapture was there, standing next to both Zack and the man to his right, her hand on the man's shoulder, pressing down on a peressure point, making the man let go of Zack, and throw out his other arm at Rapture to defeand himself. Pulling him away from Zack, Rapture leaped out of the man's reached, and smirked.. " Here kitty kitty kitty..." she purred in her perfect voice. The man took he bait, but slowly made his way towards Rapture, watching the way her body moved, looking for any wholes in her deffence. Rapture made one, trying to draw him in, which surprisingly worked, he jumped forward, punching out towards her gut, and with in a rapied move, Rapture blocked, and countered with a punch to his face, which connected, but didn't throw him back. ' This one is tough i see' she thought to herself, and she crouched slightly, moviing around, making it harder for him to target her. Sadly that was a mistake, swinging her arm out from infront of Rapture's body, the man attacked, full force, and punched her in her stomach... which strangly hurt like hell... but seemed to hurt him more. He was staring at his own fist in shock, pain etched all over his face, then he looked back at Rapture. She nodded then said "Yeah.." and punched him in the face, not with full force.

When the man was down for the count, Rapture returned her focaus to Zack and the other two still left.

he could barly feel it through all the punches and blows he was receiving to his body but he could almost swear that the vampire girl from his class was coming towards him. he heard something behind him. he then felt both of the large men holding him tense and slightly turn. then after a second one let go completely Zack used this moment to turn and dodge the attack from james he ran a fist directly into the gut of the man holding his arm makeing him let go and stumble back a few steps zack jumped back and popped his neck and then roared tremendously and ran at the larger boy who held him. the kid was slow Zack could see that h was al brawn and no speed just how Zack liked it.

Zack ran at him full speed and got right infront of him the kid couldnt react fast enought. he then planted one foot and spun to the right of the kid and then slide on the ground as he turned around he was now behind him and facing him he used as much fast twich muscles he could from his legs and launched himself back towards the kid he drove his fist directly into the back of the kids head and and used his other hand to balance himself. he then spun around and hit the kid again before he finished falling down in the ribs breaking two of them. Zack then brought his knee directly into the kids sternum almost popping him up into the air a little. Zack grabbed the back of his head and drove it into the ground. he then looked up at James who had watched the entire thing his jaw a little low in shock... by this time Rapture as done with her two

Zack's eyes flashed red and then back to there mako blue. he loved being able to control that it was such a great fear factor to most humans. Zack slowly turned towards him and then popped all his knuckles as he walked towards him

"i told you...i didnt want to fight you..i let you hit me...I LET YOU BEAT ME!!!!"

James started to back away for a moment Zack's eyes flashed back to red again and then again then they stayed red as he got closer james started to get his nerve back the shock of what Zack had don was over....

James threw the frist punch and Zack dodged it and laid a hand on hs shoulder and flipped over him and then kicked him in the back and then landed behind him James stumbled forward Zack turned around and started walking back towards him James ran at him and threw a few punches Zack dodged them like he did te first time it happened just walking backwards and dancing with the punches. he finnaly grabbed one and twisted it and then went under the arm and then twisted the entire arm he roared as he brought his knee into the bi sept breaking it...he then pushed him down onto his knee's....

"im....so...sorry...please...." james pleaded...

"its to late for that..." Zack stood infront of him and then got ready to land the final blow to end the fight....

he reached back and then thrusted. James started to cry and wenced Zack's fist stopped after only touching the boys nose he only felt what seemed like wind on hs face....zack watched him open his eyes

"do you know who i am?"

James nodded

"i am the lone wolf...Zack Brightblade..."

Zacks beaten up bloodied face smirked and then he spat blood into James face and looked to Rapture and nodded to her and then he headed slowly back into the school the crowd around them separated a path right in front of him some cheering some silent in awe....

most thought about the power that Zack was bottling up. others calling him a bully or a freak.

three voices filled Zack's thoughts...one that said kill them all, another that wanted to feed, and a third an almost silent voice telling him to calm down and run for Solid...

Zack started to break down once he got inside his eyes would not go back to mako blue he fell to a knee infront of alot of people all started to surrounding him...

all Zack could say was "get...away from me....hurry"

John who had nodded off on the bench he had seated himself on was woke up by the comotion of the crowd from the fighting. He began walking over to the area that people were surrounding, and saw Zack from his class down on one knee. "get...away from me....hurry" is all that Zack said to the people around him. John then noticed Zack's eyes that were a deep crimson color. "Get out of here! You heard him, everyone, just give him space! Hey, you know you've got class to get to, or studying to do or something, just get away now!" John began shouting and directing the people to get away from Zack. He ended up getting the crowd of people to slowly dissolve and leave Zack alone. John knew what was wrong with him, he needed to feed. Without saying anything to Zack or Rapture, John left the area as well. Giving Zack time to regain control until he could feed.

all Zack could say was "get...away from me....hurry"

Rapture Watched Zack stumble away from the four beaten students , and warn everyone around him. Then suddenly John was there, getting everyone to leave imeadiatly from the hungrey vampire. When the students started walking away, Rapture breathed a sigh of relief, then started walking over to Zack. When she got over to him she crouched next to him, staring at him. " You should leave if your feeling hungrey..." Rapture sighed and then looked around for those who usually followed Zack everywhere he went, then looked back to him. "You really should move, Mr. I'm-so-proud-of-what-I-am. ..." Stopping Rapture shoke her head, and Stood up, beginning to walk away, then called voer her shoulder, " See why I don't like being what I am? They are so damn irrisitable! But I have to resist..." And with that Rapture walked back through the doors from which she came.

" You should leave if your feeling hungrey..."

Rapture was close but honestly he couldnt feel his skin or his body at the moment, his body was about to go through the change and the blood lust was takeing over...the small voice, that tried to calm him and get him to NOT want to feed, was all but gone...and raptures heartbeat was growing louder and louder...

"You really should move, Mr. I'm-so-proud-of-what-I-am. ..."

he looked up to her his blood red eyes starting to darken...the pupils seemed to bleed out into the white...he then forced out a very very light gasp of words

"run....please...i dont want to hurt you..."

but she either didnt hear or was ignoreing him

" See why I don't like being what I am? They are so damn irrisitable! But I have to resist..."

as she wasted to walk away all he could hear in his head was

KILL THIS WOMAN!!!! DRINK HER POWERFUL BLOOD!!! END HER LIFE!!!

Zack's eyes flashed into a FULL black, then after Rapture went into the school and turned the corner...a Single Red Vampiric Wing burst from his right shoulder Zack roared but his voice seemed odd...he stood up and seemed to have no problems...he quickly launched himself forwards his one wing flapped and he seemed to be faster than light he appeared right behind Rapture and grabbed her throat he tossed her into the lockers neck to her breaking all the lockers that she hit. he stood over her what seemed like shadows emmiting from his wing...

and then in a voice that seemed like three voices a deep dark one, a lusting hungry one and finally his original calm voice...he turned towards her and his head quirked and then was about to hit her then Solid hit Zack right in the face and rammed a sirenge into his neck and enjected a serum into him...then wrapped his arms around his body.

Zack thrashed and fought but then slowly passed out. Zacks body guards surrounded him and they all hurried off into a different room.and closed and locked the room.

He sensed her before she said anything. He wasn't sure exactly how, but he could feel so much of what happened around him, espcially when his eyes were closed. His eyes sprung open as soon as she opened her mouth. She was only about a foot from his face and was shocked when he suddenly looked at her.

"I... Um..... You're waiting for the art room to open aren't you?" Her voice was shaky with surprise at not only the fact that he'd opened his eyes as she was about to spealk, but at the shear beauty that was held in those eyes. Drexel saw it immediately. She was under his spell. 'Not another one. Not already. But she is kinda cute.' Honestly he felt sorry for the girl. She'd just wanted to wake him up and tell him the class was starting, and now she was trapped in his allure.

"Yeah." Drexel wanted to say as little as possible, because he knew his voice could weave webs just as strongly as his eyes did. She really was a pretty girl though. Maybe he'd consider a relationship once they got to know each other, which seemed sure to happen if she was so quick to speak to him. He needed some friends here anyway.

"Weh...Well class is about to start. My name's Lori. What's yours?" A blush came across her face and she smiled at him.

Starting for the door, Drexel looked back and said, "Thanks for waking me. I'm Drexel."

As he stepped into the class he noticed that there weren't all that many people there, only about a handful really. Drexel took a seat at an empty table and looked up to the front of the room where a skinny white guy with long brown hair who looked to be about 27 stood. "Morning class. I'm Greg. I'll be your art 'teacher,'" as he said teacher he made little quotation marks with his fingers, "and hopefully your friend. Today is just going to be about getting to know you as my students. So I'm just going to let your minds flow freely and see what you come up with. There are some utensils up here on my desk if you didn't bring your own. So, whenever you're ready get started, and when you finish set it on my desk, sign in, and you can go." Greg sat down and slight scratching noises could be heard from his pencil as he began to draw a picture of his own.

'Hmmmmmm...... Free draw eh? Today's been a bit strange to start off with, guess I'll gather my thoughts for a while. I have all period.' Drexel closed his eyes and began to think.

Soon his hand was moving and his pencil was seemingly floating over the page, not making much sound at all. Next to him he heard light scratches and felt a familiar sensation. He didn't even need to look over to know that Lori was staring at him, drawing him. Every now and then he would close his eyes to get another glimpse at the image that had been stuck in his head since he'd seen it earlier, and he'd add another detail to his drawing. Never had he seen someone's skin sparkle like hers. It made him feel a little better about himself. He knew that his skin somewhat shimmered and gave off a faint light of it's own. It was stange though, for her skin didn't shine until he went near her and his own light found her. He'd have to ask her about it next time they met up.

A light "hmph" came from his side as Lori noticed his drawing. It wasn't flawless, but it was a pretty good reproduction of Rapture weilding the curved sword she'd used earlier. With a slight chuckle Drexel looked over to her and she immediately covered her drawing. "It isn't done yet!" She kind of squeaked as she said it, and her face lit up a bright red.

Eager to put some distance between himself and Lori, Drexel stood up and brought his picture to Greg's desk, signed his name on the sheet, and headed out. Technically he still had about 45 minutes left of art, and after that a free period, so he decided he'd head to the dorm and unpack. When he got done unpacking he layed down on his bed and thought for a while.

KILL THIS WOMAN!!!! DRINK HER POWERFUL BLOOD!!! END HER LIFE!!!

She heard his mind scream it at him, calling for Her death. That only made her wish that someday death would come. Rapture hurridly turned a corner, but suddenly she felt his presents right behind her. Out of no where Zack, threw Rapture up against the lockers, Crushong exch one she landed into with her cement-like body, his hand tight around her throat, as if attemption to choke her. At firs anger registered in Rapture thoughts, but then she calmed herself. She didn't want to get kicked out fo the school on the first day of the school year. Calm settled in her Butterscotch eyes as she stared down into the depthless pits that were currently Zacks eyes. Suddenly a man was there next to Zack, he hit him, and then enjected something into Zacks neck.

At the feeling of the floor back under her feet, Rapture let out a sigh of releif, looked over at Zack and his guards, and then ran the opposite direction getting away from them all... and besides her next class was coming up. Math.. a nice advanced math course.. something normal for a change in this strange school... Sighing to her self, Rapture thought to herself. 'I'm going to need to find a class to fill up that whole so something like that doesnt happen again...' Checking her schedule, Rapture headed to her next class, book , pencil, paper, and calculator in hand, instead of a sword.

Zack thrashed and began to roar loudly as he was being pinned down on a table by five body guards who were using everything in their power to hold him down. Solid stood getting another surenge ready to plunge into Zacks body it seemed to be a gold liquid that seemed to bubble even inside the suringe. Zack's body was starting to transform even more as his arms grew longer as well as his legs his fingers became talons and his voice grew even darker. and more possessed

" I WILL DESTROY ALL OF YOU!!!! LET ME GO SO I MAY FEEED!!!"

the multiple voice was becoming stronger and more defined into one. it seemed like the old voice of Zack's disappeared. solid started to walk around to his head with the surenge full of the mysterious concoction. then out of the shadows came an arm the likes of which seemed to come from the abyss and grabed one of the body guards who quickly fought it off but, wasnt fast enough to hold Zacks arm down which swung at the other guards who didnt even move Zacks attack seemed to fly right through them. obviously one of the special talents of one of the guards...he was looseing power and he soon would die if he didnt drink blood. his claws seemed to start to tear at his flesh and rip apart his skin he roared but from his eyes came tears...and then Zacks voice broke through

"please....hurry....kill me..."

solid rolled his eyes...and then put the sirenge into his neck again this time slowly engecting it into him Zacks body continued to cut into his own body and then slowly the talons disappeared his body slowly started to come abck to normal....but the wing didnt go away...they all helped him sit up and looked at him Solid looked VERY displeased...

"you hit a girl you know..."

i know...Zack thought...he then folded the Vampiric wing around him and used it and his left hand to roll up the sleeve of his right his right was covered with self inflicted wounds. he used the wing to hold up the sleeve as he used one of his finger nails as it was still sharp from the transformation and slowly cut open his arm along another line as if a tally marker...he had atleast 12 now 13

"im sorry master...i lost control....again..."

Solid crossed his arms and frowned looking extremely displeased with him bout the arm...

"look these things happen..."

Zack jumped up and almost took a swing at Solid then stopped as solid smirked with a raised eye brow

"no....they should never happen...no innocent should EVER be harmed because i cant control a defect in the mix breeding between two Vampiric lines....because the beginning of the Brightblade line was a Solus'tram and the other a Nuiatre i have to suffer from a curse...an abomination....yes i get the benefit of both families...both lines...i get to stand int he light without burning...and i gain minor Shadow abilities i transform into that abomination which wants to only harm and kill...all it can think about is its primary function to live and to feed..."

Solid put a hand on Zack's shoulder and sighed heavily...

"we all know that you care more for the lives of others than you do yourself...all that know you know that you would die a million times over and suffer the WORST pains possible for the human race and all others on this planet that your family protects...."

"master....i hate myself...the only thing im good at is fighting...and even then...i dont know what to fight for if not for those who can not protect themselves...with my rare abilities to share both the darkness and the light...i could constantly save the people who are inneed...but everyone only hates me...EVERYONE....will only resent me from now on...and that girl....the one i struck....i never ment to...i ..."

his mind went blank as he heard a voice in the back of his head

"kill.....everyone.....feed the darkness within you....

'Ahhhhh... reviw days..'

Rapture reclined back in her chair as she watched h other students, asking eachother questions about theit home lifes, while non-chelontly doing the textbook problems Mr. Deguin assined then. It was just reveiw after, amking sure every student remember what would be neded. 'I assume this is just for the average, non-extrodaily gifted students, who say this place or knew someone and wanted to go here. Meh, at least they have something Normal-ish..strange school.' She was trying to distract herself from the events that had happend earlier, but with he easy class work, it wasn't exactly the easiest thing to do. sighing she opened her book, knowing she'd get this done in a flash, when the chair next to her xcrapped the floor, and someone's things appeared on the desk next to her. Not completly interested in the boy sitting down next to her, she kept on working, but Rapture could feel his stare, and could hear his head whirling around the same, basic things. Sighing, she conntinued working, closing her mind to the sounds of everyone talking, trying to consentrate (which wasn't hard, she was doing work a high school junior could do) and continued on. However this bokwork didn't last long, like she'd predicted, so when the problems were completed, she was left open, ulnerable to the waiting bambardment of the boy who was sitting next to her.
Rapture took out a peice of ordinary paper and began drawing, trying to accoupy her attention.

"Ahem, excuse me, Miss, but I was wondering, well could you help me with this problem? I'm having a difficult time remember the formulas, and I noticed you seemed to be done." he asked, leaning over, straining to see hr face. 'Lier,' she thought, 'I can see the answer lurking in your head.' Slowly she looked over at him, and saw th smile on his face, he was trying to be handsome, and for a human, he was. Those classic good looks.

Taking her pincle she leaed over to see hiw work, and deminstrated what he did 'wrong' smiled kindly and went back to drawing the picture she was working on. He smiled, this time wider, as if he fiinally got it right, and then looked back over at Rature, sticking his hand ut. "My name is Eric."

Looking back over to the boy, Rapture nodded his way prefuring not to touch his skin, and added "Rapture." Eric stared at her for a few minutes, his hand still out. He was determined to get her to shake his hand. "What are you waiting for Eric? A pincle?" she asked, putting innocence into her voice as not to put him off. That wasn't her goal, its just humans had a bad tendincy to becom annoying within seonds, and this Eric as working her patiants.

"Actually, I was waiting on you to shake my hand, to make the greeting and introduction more proper. Besides I have a fin incle, thank you for the offer." She hadn't noticed the southern accent to his voice. Narrowing her eyes, Rapture quickly grabed his hand, shoke it, and then turned away, yet again returning to the drawing sh doubted she would finish this period. He was pleased, It radiated from his body, knocking into her like water. Th only thing was, something seemed to trouble him as he remembered the feel of her hand. "Why is your hand so cold? It'd the dog days of summer, and the air isn't on, only the windows are open in here."

Shrugging, Rapture looked up at the clock, and smiled. 'Time to go' she thought. As if on her que, the teacher dismissed the class, and Rapture took off, trying to get away from the annoying human named Eric, and haded for lunch, which was bound to be doomed.

He woke up in a cold sweat, jumping up and almost falling out of his bed. Someone was standing next to him with a freaked out look on his face. "Dude! Are you alright man?" Drexel gave him a quizzical look and he put his hand out to shake. "Right.... Introductions. I'm Kevin." Drexel took the offered hand and as he shook it Kevin kept talking. "You were freaking out man. It was crazy. You were all twitchy and stuff. Were you having a nightmare or something?"

Honestly Drexel couldn't remember dreaming at all, couldn't even remember falling asleep. He remembered his thoughts running in circles, thinking about that Rapture girl with the sparkling skin, the battle that he'd somehow walked away from, that creepy Lori girl, all the weird people he'd seen around campus, all the things that might happen in the future here, and then right back around to Rapture.

After a minute of silence Kevin waved his hand in front of Drexel's face. "Hey. Anybody home? You got a name man?"

Shaking himself out of his stupor, Drexel let go of Kevin's hand and quickly responded, "Uh.. Sorry. Just a little overwhelmed by the place. I'm Drexel. Nice to meet you Kevin. I take it you're my room mate then?"

"Yeah. Unless this isn't your room. Heh." Drexel laughed lightly and as his eyes focused he noticed that he had seen this guy in his art class, one of the hippy-esc looking guys. His hair was a bit longer than Drexel's, and quite a bit more unruly. He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a slightly baggy tee-shirt. "So... Who was that girl you were sitting with in art? She was pretty cute." Drexel laughed harder at that comment. "Why you laughing? I think she likes you man."

After calming down a little Drexel looked up at Kevin again. "Yeah. Ya think? It was actually kinda annoying. I was trying to draw and she was just... breathing down my neck. Sure, she's cute, but that was just a little creepy." He shivered and then started laughing again.

Silence filled the room for a moment, and then was halted by a loud gurgling noise as Drexel's stomach roared with hunger. He hadn't really noticed it until then, but he was starving. "Yeah. Dining hall opened for lunch about 20 minutes ago. You've been out for a while. Didn't really want to wake you, but then you started to get all freaky. Couldn't concentrate anymore so I had to do something." Drexel noticed a sketchbook lying open on the floor, then he looked at the clock. He had another hour and a half til his next class.

"Well. I'm gonna get some food. Nice to meet you." He gave Kevin a two finger salute and walked out the door.

It took him a few minutes to find the dining hall, but once he got close it wasn't hard to spot. There was a pretty decent sized line. Drexel stepped into it and was soon smelling a myriad of aromas as he walked through the doors. He scanned his dorm card and grabbed a tray, looking around at all the choices. His stomach was yelling at him so he pretty much got the first things that he spotted, not paying a whole lot of attention to what he was putting on his plate.

When he found a place to sit he looked down at his tray and saw that he had a few really random things. It was pretty much a normal meal, salad, a cheeseburger, some fries, but there was also a scoop of mashed potatoes, some black pepper chicken 'When did I hit the oriental section?', and a bowl of chili. He really didn't care what was on his plate, it wasn't like he got anything he didn't like, he was too hungry to be picky anyway. 'Food is food man.'

Zack looked around as his body slowly became what it once was...his human form started to reset his bones seemed to pop and crack as he turned back into the greek god form of himself...all that was left of his vampiric lust form was the demonic wing that came out of his right shoulder. he wrapped it over his shoulder and then down around his forearm then folded it up to his chest as both his arms wrapped around himself...his head down anger filled his eyes...

"Solid...i want to leave..."

Solid sighed lightly and then walked up behind him and put both hands on his shoulders. and looked down at him Zack's eyes dazed out into nothing...

"master Brightblade...you come from the two most powerful lines of vampires....you are the first mixture of either one...you are given the ability to walk int he sun light...and you have also been given the ability to control the shadows...you are a creature of the future and of power.."

Zack turned around and looked to Solid...his face full of pain and suffering he was hungry still and Solid sighed heavily he reached into his trench coat and pulled out a bag and handed it to him. Zack frowned and looked a him

"dont worry....its not human..."

zack slowly bit into the bag and then started to suck out the blood. from the bag, his stance started to become regenerate...his eyes were closed and held tight as he felt the blood flow down his throat.

"solid....should i leave?"

Solid shook his head and Zack nodded he then looked to his body guards

"i know none of you are here for my safety and are ready to kill me at any moment...i applaud you for such...i am not fully use to this damn form...no one has ever gone through waht i am going through...no vampire has ever experienced the problems i, and you, will have to go through...this was only the first instance...there will be more...at this school we are not here for art, music, sports...we are here to learn how to control this and how to become better members of Grey Fox....

you all are my friends...we have all helped each other and i have served under all of you before...i know that this mission you are on seems meaningless but i promise...through my assention of control and leadership i will rise to further both yours and my like...Grey Fox has the intentions of making this works that of a pacifistic world...but until the evils and pains of our such are around...we the same evil shall stand up against it..."

Zack looked over them all and then up to solid who only smiled and nodded gently in approval

"there is no place in the future for warriors like ourselves....all of us are stained with blood..some more drastic than others..." Zack smirked gently they laughed kinda.." but we are the monsters of this world...but we are monsters that fight and kill monsters...in the future..."

Zack nodded to them all and then finished his blood packet and handed it back to Solid who seemed to exorb the packet into his hand Zack looked to him and then headed out of the class room and looked to his watch. he then started heading towards the cafeteria...

The Doors to the Cafateria swung open, allowing her entrance into a room she probably least wanted to go into. Finding a table over in the back corner to the left of the doors, Rapture sat down, hoping her intimadation scheam would work a little bit longer, enough to get her throught the day.. though, it would see that it was having teh opposite effect. Everyone who passed her stared, new and old people to teh school, groups of friends, would suddenly start talking about her, and then just as quickly turn conversation to other things catching their interests.. At least their interests were easily distracted.. Pulling out an old book, Rapture began to read form it, which might just have been her 5th time through that same book, and plunged herself headfirst into the fantisy worled she knew oh so well. And then, that male voice broke through, "Hey, mind to have some company?" Eric was stanind at the opposite side of the table, staring over at her, a half smile pulling up the left side of his mouth. Annoynce crossed her face, but she just nodded, and allowed him to seat himself. 'If only someone with a bit more of an interesting personality could sit there, like maybe one of the peole who don't seemed either infatuated with me or pissed off at me... or maybe one of the guys who won today in combat trainning...like Drexel.. i wanna know why he was so shocked...jesus, I'd take the guy who tried to kill me over this Eric person..' Rapture thought. Then she remembered the fight, and then his attack on her..'his name.. Zack, i believe?... yes i think so..' that was so out of the ordinary, but t would seem that people in this school weren't completly ordinary.. almost all of them had something new.. or annoying about them, some sort of power.. like Eric had a great gift for annoying Rapture. She sighed and tried to return to her book, when his voice interupted her for the second time. "That guy over there seemed to be staring at you.." he said, with obviouse displeasure. Looking up from her book for which she swore to be the last time, she looked in the direction eric seemed to be staring at, and saw that Drexel person from the combat trainning calls. Rapture looked over at the man, nodded as if to say hello, and then turned a loathing look over on Eric.

"Eric, not to be rude or anything, but, as you can see, I am trying to read, and would appretiate it very much if you didn't interupt me every five seconds..."

His stare came to rest on her, and he nodded, seemingly not put off in the least by her coldness. Rapture sighed, knowing this guy was going to be difficult to get ride of, and went back to her book.

He was about halfway done with his lunch when he saw her walk in. Rapture went straight for the back of the cafeteria, without getting any food, and sat in a corner. 'Hmmmm.... Not eating?' He found that strange. She pulled out a book and started to read it. Drexel contemplated approaching her about what had happened earlier, but decided against it when a guy took the seat across from her and started talking to her.

His gaze drifted back to his plate and he started eating some more. When he reached for his glass he noticed it was empty so he picked it up and made his way to the fountain drinks to refill. He was glad that he'd gotten up because when he glanced at the entrance he saw Lori walk in, and she saw him as well. She waved and he quickly looked away, pretending not to see her at all. He hurried back to his food and figured that he should eat faster, but then he looked back to Rapture and noticed an annoyed look on her face. She nodded to him and he saw something in her eyes that was somewhat like a plea for rescue.

He looked toward the lines and noticed that Lori seemed to be searching for someone. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was looking for Drexel. 'All the more reason to sit by Rapture.' A plan was growing inside of his head and he stood up. Making his way over to Rapture's table, slowly to give him more time for her to look up and see him coming. When he finally caught her attention he mouthed the words "Just play along, ok?"

Speeding up his pace now, to save himself as much as Rapture, for Lori had spotted him and was fast in pursuit, he made his way over to her. As he sat down he wrapped an arm around Rapture's waist, making sure their skin didn't come close enough to make her sparkle. He figured that she didn't want people to notice that little detail about her. Setting his tray down he said, loudly enough for Lori to hear as well, "Hey Babe. How's your day been? I see you've made a friend," At that comment he heard a loud "HMPH!" and out of the corner of his eye saw Lori stalk away quickly.

Eric started up a conversation. or at least attmepted to, and Rapture Looked over his shoulder to notice Drexel walking over to their table. When Drexel noticed he'd caught her attention, and mouthed "Just play along, ok?" and then came down to sit with here. Before he spoke a word thought, Rapture noticed a girl stop in her tracks and watch him sit down.


"Hey Babe. How's your day been? I see you've made a friend," said Drexel, which made the following girl let out a frustreated and efeated little "humph" and walk away, shoulders shoulched and head down. Smirking ever so slightly, Rapture played along, but it didn't take long for Drexel's lingering arm to make her uncomfortable.

"I've been fine, And yeah I guess I have, but so have you, Drex... Quite a pretty little girl isn't she?" Rapture laughed, sarcasum held at bay, and then she checked her cell phone. She'd only been in that room for five minutes and already wanted out. stuffing her book back into her bag, Rapture stood up, and slung the bag over her shoulder. " Well, as pleasent as lunchroom conversation is, I'd rather get out of this stuffy room filled with the wikend aroma of over greased burgers, and too salty french fries. Talk to you later Eric, hope you figure out the last few problems, you seemed to be doing ok before you got stuck in class today. See you around.." and with that she walked off, not waiting to see if Drexel would follow, or even if the seemingly ever persistant Eric would continue to follow her. He seemed unconvinced of the lie Drexel created, but the doubt seemed to be held at bay in his mind, and replased with a little defeat. ' Awesome, uber Hollister kid outta the way, and onward to hopefully the one santcuary in the whole school' Rapture thought to her self.