Fantasy Slayers: Modern Maniacs

[Soviet Panda]

"I might as well do it. No one else is going to. Is there any internet?" Conner said, his thought process going hay-wire. He should probably do some research like Amelia, she had the right idea. 'I wonder if any info about space would be useful.' Conner thought to himself as he went off to put away his shotgun and to find a computer.

 

[PenBlade1326]

Jane chuckled at Conner. Don't see how internet could help...but at least he;s on board with us. She thought to herself. Jane glance around at her team...huh...team. She'd never trusted such a 'big' group before, this was new to her. But after seeing everyone in action, working together...maybe this destiny thing wasn't so bad. Even if she's stuck working with a lughead jock and a perfectionist. She grinned.

 

[KroNicc115]

Takao thinks to himself. If the trolls have rapid regeneration then they should all be alive soon right...the first one to come up would be the dad...then all of the others..How long will in take them to revive though. He starts to feel something come to him again. He grabs his head and lets out a loud "Gah!" Another vision. 
(I guess just ignore what I posted above then lol)

 

[PenBlade1326]

After the debriefing, Mr. Grey simply waved his hand and disarmed and de-bloodied the teens. With another wave, he sent out a wave of energy, sending the teens home to rest after their first evening as the Slayers. Finally, the legend lives on. (TIME LEAP, NEXT MORNING)


Jane was awake, early in the morning. She had gotten up before mother and sister. She thought about how she was influenced to believe her mom was in danger last night. She also let her mind fill with memories of the fight with trolls last night. Gosh...this is life now. She thought, feeling a little amused. She had a quick and easy breakfast, just a bowl of Cheerios, and was out the door and started her walk to school since it was only a couple of blocks away. Her Ring of the Slayer was in her pocket, there if she needed it.

 

[MysticPisces]

((Don't hate me, I had... some time to kill lol))


The next morning started, just like any other. Amelia's alarm was ringing loudly - one of those old fashioned ones with the bells on top. She silenced it and began to get to work preparing for her day. Her room was impeccably put together and all of it white. She threw her top sheet and comforter to the ground and remade the bed from scratch, the first beams of sunlight attempting to illuminate the chamber. Amelia drew the curtains and tied them back, grateful for what looked to be another beautiful morning.


Amelia spun about and practically frolicked into the bathroom. As she reached for the tap on the bathtub, she remembered back to the night prior and the potassium powder. It reacts to water, Amelia reminded herself, retracting her hand. Then she shook her head. "If anybody is careful about cleaning, it's me," she reassured herself, turning the tap rather timidly. She brushed her teeth as she waited for the water to get warm. Sixty four strokes on each tooth later, she rinsed and stared at her reflection in the mirror as it began to fog. "What's happened to you, Amelia?" she asked her reflection.


After she showered and did her hair, she put on a lightly patterned white blouse and a yellow skirt with a thick brown leather belt. She donned a familiar pair of brown boots and grabbed her things for school, scanning her room to make sure everything was tidy and in place. Not seeing anything out of place, she closed her door behind her and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast.


Waiting in the kitchen was her mother and father, sitting around the table, coffee and newspaper in hand respectively. "I guess we just come home at whatever time we like then, right Harry?" Amelia's mother asked her father passive aggressively.


Harold Larson slammed his paper down on the kitchen table, a round oaken antique. It wobbled slightly from the blow and the coffee danced in his mug, threatening to spill. "God damn it, Nic!" he cursed, clearly not wanting to broach the subject this early in the morning.


"I-I'm sorry," Amelia stammered, averting her eyes and trying to slip past to make a slice of toast or something. She just wanted to get out of there as quickly as she could.


"Sorry's not going to cut it, Amelia," Nicole Larson said, backing her chair away from the table so her daughter couldn't slip by. "Poor Mrs. Littlehill was so worried when she went to pick you up at band after school. Imagine what she must have been thinking!" she scolded.


"I guess I'm not eating breakfast this morning," Amelia breathed to herself as she turned away from her mother. There was no hope of winning this argument or justifying her actions, so she wasn't going to have it. Instead, she was just going to leave. There was no point in worrying about it. This was the relationship she had with her parents. They left Amelia alone because she knew what she had to do to be successful. Goodness, did she know more about strategies for success than her dead-end parents. Whenever her mom would get on her about something, Amelia would ignore her, her parents would fight, and then everything would go back to the way it always was.


"Amee," came her dad's voice. Amelia turned to him as he tossed her an apple, a look of sadness in his eyes as if he was still begging forgiveness for something that had happened in the past. She gave a word of thanks before leaving. Behind her, she heard her mom ask why Harold always had to side with his daughter and not his wife. It seemed the fighting was beginning already. Amelia decided to walk to the next bus stop down the road from her so she wouldn't be within earshot of her parents arguing. She hated when they argued.

 

[PenBlade1326]

Jane was dressed in rather feminine button up checkered shirt, follow a patter of red, grey and black. As well as a similar pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of converse, black and normally laced with white laces. She had her backpack slung over one shoulder as she walked down the sidewalk to school. Her hair was straight as usual, flowing about an inch past her shoulders. A few neighborhood kids gave her looks, a few dumb-witted boys whistled at her. She rolled her eyes and ignored them. Two blocks to go and she was at school.

 

[KroNicc115]

(Holy shit..)


Takao woke up in his mattress that was rested up on the floor, he sat up and looked around his tiny room cracking his back from the very uncomfortable sleep. He could hear loud rock music coming from the living room, He arose and grabbed his towel sitting on the end of his chair. Walking out of his room he saw his friend Yuki grabbing his set of tool about to head outside with his radio. "Going to fix the car yuki?" Takao let out as yuki took a swig of a beer he had in his hand. Another wake up drink I see. "Yea, You can take my car to school I don't really need to go anywhere. Speaking of which why were you out so late last night? Thats not normally like you." Takao hesitated to answer. "I was hanging with Jared." A friend of his who he hasn't talked to in a long time but his friend didn't know. "Ah ok, well be careful today ok, I'm going out later with this girl that I met." "I'm glad you're trying to get back out there since well..you know" A smile wipes across yuki's face as he walks outside. I just wish mom was still here. He heads to the shower and hears a slam come from outside. He charges to the front door and sees his dads car smacked into the mailbox. Takao's dad arose from the car looking drunk as all hell. He walked up to takao and punched him straight in the face. "W-why did you come home so late last night, Yuki called me worried sick about you." "I was out with Jared last night! Not like you would care anyway, you have never been there through any of it!" Takao returns to his feet and heads inside running to the bathroom and quickly washing his face not taking a shower. "Boy you get your ass back here, I aint done with your beating yet!" Takao ran to his room and grabbed some clothes and yuki's keys and charged out the door knocking into his dad. He started the car and drove away. Tears stream from his face as he pulls into the forest so he can change and head to school. Last night almost erased from his memory after what had just happened.

 

[Hibiscus]

Luke slammed his alarm clock with a fiery hatred, for waking up was terrible. He had stayed up late, doing his nightly set of workouts, and spending a short time working on his journal. It seemed as though everything in the past night had empowered him, for he was still tensed, almost ready for action. Getting up he headed to the bathroom, where he admired his smile, and not his body. The shower was brisk and felt good as though some of the blood that was still there was washed away, mentally. He handled his personal hygiene, and handled his hair. With all this done he finally put on jeans, an tight athletic t-shirt, and some running shoes. Grabbing his backpack and his car keys, he left the house, his engine like any other car he drives, being put to the test by his speeding. He fixed his necklace to be exposed over his shirt, and waited inside the car for school to begin.

 

[Soviet Panda]

It was like every other morning to Conner. He woke up, ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, got dressed, etc. But one thing was different, this morning he knew for a fact that he killed several trolls last night. That one fact changed his whole day, he ignored the daily bullies, even gave one the finger. They were so shocked that they didn't do anything and let him walk into school with out any hassle. 'What are a few bullies compared to a dozen trolls?' Conner thought to himself.

 

[CloudKitteh]

(Dammit, guys D: What the hell happened?)

 

[KroNicc115]

(Well we fought the trolls, got away and now we are back at our homes waking up the next morning, we are displaying who we are really by talking about how our morning goes. a way to show some character depth.)

 

[CloudKitteh]

(Ah, makes sense) 
(I tried to make this as short as I could. Sorry if it's long)


Terra blinked drowsily at the sound of her blaring alarm clock. After they had fought the troll yesterday night, she had trudged home and sketched various drawings of the troll, marking it's weaknesses for further study. Apparently, she fell asleep in the middle of her tasks, waking ten minutes late with a terrible case of bedhead. Lifting herself from her desk, she quickly dashed to the bathroom and took a cold shower, which awoke her senses. Brushing her teeth and picking out her usual pastel colored clothing, she hurried down the stairs to see her mother looking expectantly at her.


"You look horrible, Terra. Did you stay up late?" she asked in a worried manner.


"Yea, Mom, I did," she murmured, before grabbing fresh muffins and packing them in a container. Terra ignored the questioning look on her mom's face, and slung her backpack over her shoulders.


"I might come home later than usual, so don't worry, okay?"


"Just don't miss dinner."


The girl ran into her garage and got into her car, shutting the door firmly before driving to school.

 

[KroNicc115]

Takao wiped the tears from his eyes and remembered all that happened last night. He felt a lot better and was ready to start a brand new day filled with excitement. He started to drive down the road and noticed someone who was a bit short. It was Conner. He pulled over by the kid and rolled down the window. "Hey bud, you need a ride?"

 

[Soviet Panda]

"Yes, yes I would. Good thing I know you, otherwise I couldn't." Conner said as he got into the car. Throwing his backpack next to him, he leans forward and sticks his head in between the driver and passenger seat. "So how was your night?" he asked, just trying to start a conversation.

 

[KroNicc115]

He switches his car into first gear and takes off. "Oh you know, just killing some trolls and such, nothing too special." Takao hits it to second gear and they start flying down the road toward the school.

 

[Soviet Panda]

Nodding his head as if he understood, Conner leans back into his seat. He wasn't going to fast, his mom was worse. "So... What do you think Grey has for us this wonderful day."

 

[KroNicc115]

Takao shakes his head. "Jeez who the hell knows to be honest."

 

[MysticPisces]

As the bus pulled into the school driveway, Amelia was just finishing eating her apple. She mentally prepared herself for the day and tried to come up with believable reasons for her forsaking her after school activities the day prior. What would she tell her classmates? Her teachers? She thanked the bus driver for doing her job as she stepped off the bus and started that long walk to the doors of the school. She observed the jocks carry some small nerd off, undoubtedly to the dumpsters for some small slight. She witnessed a hacky-sack circle completely ignore the sack and break out into fits of uncontrollable laughter. There were students reading in the shade under a tree with their shoes off, one was writing in a diary. Amelia observed all of these lively, normal people and desperately wished she could continue living with them in their blissful ignorance, unaware that their fragile tranquility was constantly under attack by creatures of their wildest nightmares.


Sure, Amelia hadn't actually encountered a living, breathing monster yet, but she saw the blood and gore and corpses of all the trolls that the Slayers had taken down last night. Who knew trolls kept such large families? The most she had ever heard of in a book was three living together. She sighed as she realized that the mythology she had grown up knowing was probably dodgy and inaccurate at best. Everything she held true was being questioned now. Monsters, magic, mythology? What was the point of her meager existence at this point?


Suddenly, Amelia realized she was on her hands and knees, out of breath. Her head was reeling and her vision was faded and white. "I-I can't... b-breathe," she gasped to whoever was around to hear her. Nothing made sense anymore. She struggled to grasp reality, reached out blindly for someone to help her. She lost her balance and crumpled to the ground, hyperventilating. 
((Drama, anyone?))

 

[CloudKitteh]

Terra pulled up and parked her car in one of the empty spots. She exited, locking the vehicle promptly and headed for the school. She saw Amelia on the ground, gasping for breath and ran to her, a worried expression on her face. "A-are you okay? What's happening?"

 

[KroNicc115]

Darkness pulls into the lot and gets out of his car unlocking the trunk pulling his bag out then looks over to Conner who is exiting the car. "You ready to go man?"

 

[Hibiscus]

Luke had just got out of his car, talking with a few of his good friends, the non-jocks who were more preps then anything. He left and was actually a part of the group under the tree reading. When he saw Amelia he waved to her, but next thing he knew she was lying on the ground. He got up, closing his book and exchanging a silent goodbye with one of his more unnoticed friends. Running over to Amelia and Terra he prompts the same question, pushing through the crowd that was inevitably forming. "Hey what's going on?" He used this to get close to Amelia and Terra, "A vision Amelia? What's wrong?".

 

[Soviet Panda]

"Ready as I'll ever be." Conner said before shutting the door. Walking towards the school, he hears a commotion and turns to figure out what it was. And there he saw it, Amelia laying on the ground, having trouble breathing. "Someone should call the hospital." Conner said, panicking a little.

 

[KroNicc115]

Takao runs over to them and within a short second he is to his knees as well. he screams out in pain and grabs his head right after. It was another vision. In the middle of all of the school..great. Ok..uh oh Amelia..but shes not in a hospital..The pit? But why there. maybe mr. grey will know. His vision dissipates and he is to his feet in a few seconds. Without telling them what he saw, takao puts his hand on lukes shoulder. "The pit we have to take her to the pit. now!"

 

[MysticPisces]

Amelia started convulsing uncontrollably, all the while gasping for air. "C-c-can't... breathe!" is all she could get out before she lost consciousness. 
((The Pit? Really? Can't we just get medical help? @CloudKitteh ?))

 

[KroNicc115]

(Nope time for more plot, IT MUST THICKEN)