Fantasy Surnaturel Academy

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Kael found himself disgusted by that new student. Not only did he rudely cover a girl in porridge, he made the girl cry too. It was definitely the actions that put him as Kael's most hated person. "That there's what I meant by rotten. Rotten people can only make rotten food." Kael had already experimenting with eight wristbands, so now he wanted to try covering the entirety of his arms with them and see what'd happen, mainly to distract himself from his hatred. He took some of the wristbands and began covering his arms with them, one at a time.


Normally, Kael should be covered in porridge after it was all thrown at him. Luckily for him though, the wind that he always has around him during such times stopped the porridge from actually sticking to him, and after the jerk had left the room, all fell to the ground in a pile back where Kael had previously been standing. Kael wasn't aware of what was going on with Masako over nearby because of his anger, but he would soon find out just what was going on with his sister.


Masako took a sudden step forward that probably broke the near silence that lacked very many words and sounds now, her right hand slowly and hesitantly reaching out for something in front, and slightly above her that wasn't there for anybody else. When she laid hand upon the being that left her in awe, a glowing energy surrounded Masako, what seemed to be a mixture of white, purple, and blue, yet all the colors staying individual at the same time in the overlaying lights.


The lights completely enveloped Masako for just a moment before vanishing. What was left was just Masako how she initially was, with one exception. Her hair had gone from the blue color it was, to a purplish color that had a little bit of stone grey level of brightness. Masako found herself with clothes having changed as well, making for a person who seemed different, but had the same everything aside from clothes, hair color/length, and the lacking of any powers or status as a supernatural being at all; she was currently 100% human.


In fact, Masako was found to be with blue eyes, holding a stuffed cat, and in pajamas for some odd reason. Masako yawned as she felt oddly sleepy, not even realizing herself that she was making noise. Kael found himself utterly confused by Masako, who looked like somebody else from behind because of the hair, having appeared from nowhere. He didn't realize it was Masako because of the lack of pain coming from noise made by her, but immediately recognized her face when she looked over in his direction while looking around.


"Huh...? Why do I feel so ti-" Masako covered her mouth quickly with her right hand after realizing she was talking, but not a single bit of pain came to anybody from her voice. That's when she realized that her voice didn't cause pain to others or to herself. "Uh... I can... talk...? My voice... I haven't used it... in so long..." Masako goes into deep thought, trying to figure out how she was able to talk. Then, she lost focus because of the long hair of hers falling in front of her shoulder, making her investigate it thoroughly with her hands and eyes for a good while.

(Pretty much this.)

 

[Field Marshall]

X considered this for a moment, he was tempted to say yes but then he remembered Margaret's reaction the last time which keeps reoccuring in his head keep her message fresh. "I'm sorry but my boss has technically forbidden me to fight students that probably goes for sparring matches too. You wouldn't like her when she's angry. Besides you got class now." X handed Roth a pass to class just in time to notice Masako transform into someone completely different. He raised an eyebrows and wondered what brought this on, that was the girl that tried to commit suicide earlier today. This was indeed very strange.

 

[Roth Sven Alumni]

"Fair enough, though one day outside of class though, one day." Roth placed the bands on his table and started making his way to the next class and found his seat next to Yoh.

 

[CSA]

Hanako bit her lower lip as she watched the devastated Yumi slump to the floor. If she had had a mortal chest, she bet it would hurt looking at the girl. As it was, however, her utter despair only served to bind Hanako more tightly to this world and make her stronger via empathy.


Hanako sat down next to Yumi after taking the teacher's paper, and simulated the feel of a cold arm wrapped around her back with her use of force manipulation while wrapping her arm around the Kitsune's back to fit.


"I know how you feel, Yumi. I think that the best word for it is 'defeat', though even that only barely comes close. No, there's also an element of betrayal. Not by any individual entity, of course, but as if there was always some wordless promise between you and the world that, though there may be hardships, everything would be OK in the end."


Hanako leaned forward so that she could look Yumi in the eyes, and smiled sweetly.


"This is the exact moment you feel that the promise has been broken. That you have been betrayed not only by everything and everyone, but by the world in general. And you curse to death every festering life that has ever toiled under its broiling sun, like diseased limbs begging for amputation. People you'd never even met, making promises and exchanging hateful words that cast your piteous life into the abyss with the slightest movement of the lips, and all you can do is sit there and wait for the impending slaughter like ignorant cattle."


Hanako used the force to simulate an icy pat on the back.


"Something like that?"


Of course, she didn't really notice anything else happening around the room becuase she was quite busy with Yumi.

 

[Nautilus]

Charlotte rose up from the floor, supporting Yumi and trying to help push her up as best a small French girl with nothing below her pelvis could. She silently scoffed at Hanako. Really, was that anything to say to a girl? Everyone knew that life had absolutely no meaning save for what one gave it; to imply that some sort of higher power was at any point actually looking out for Yumi in this barren, hopeless world- well, it simply wasn't true.

 

[ComradeSenpai]

Yumi stared at the ghost, still crying silently.


Wordlessly, she stood up, ears drooping, tail falling to the floor.


"I need to go shower this stuff off..." she mumbled aloud. Her foot slowly moved forward, its footing unsure. The other took a step, and her knees trembled violently before she collapsed onto all fours, dry heaving. If Yumi could think, she'd be thankful she hadn't eaten that day yet. She trembled a little more, and fell onto her side, panting. The fox looked up towards Hanako, sweating profusely.


"I feel ill... I think I should take a nap..." her voice squeaked.

 

[MechaGhoul]

Peter H. Stone had pondered a rather important thought. Which destination would this new able valet take him? What would the next step be? Peter contemplated this things, contemplating on the nature of the unknown. Whether or not a destination was in place, Peter was not aware. However, he was aware that for the moment he secured a better valet. Ah, was this the time? Peter thought back to it, yes the rather important thought, which was more important than the previous thought he had thought previously.


Hm, I will have to wait and see I suppose. Peter thought to himself, knowing what could lay in store. It was only a matter of time, and Peter knew it. His destiny awaited him, perhaps it was the time, that he knew was spoken in hushed whispers.


Perhaps it was the time coming, or perhaps not. Peter could wait, however he found himself eagerly drawn to the thought that it was the time. But, he couldn't be certain. After all he was still in a serving room which kept the biologicals fueled, unless they neglected its services. Peter always found the slow painful method of starvation of the biologicals to be an interesting way that they went down. Though, Peter enjoyed watching all biologicals go down. It was highly amusing, and he always enjoyed those shows.


Peter simply waited motionless, pondering upon various subjects. He decided to ponder upon sand this time. Yes, sand seemed like a good thing to ponder about. It was a fine substance, though it wasn't particularly rough. However sand was still a fine substance. His thought was then drawn to thinking about magma yet again. It was a wonderful substance, one that Peter enjoyed very much.

 

[CSA]

Hanako smiled at the mime, who also appeared to be trying to help. Even though she couldn't talk, Hanako knew that she was a kind and wonderful person for helping Yumi out when most of the school just seemed to want to see her suffer.


"Awww, you're actually really sweet, aren't you miss mime?" asked Hanako, smiling. She floated over to Yumi, and looked down at the girl.


"You want my help this time? Would you like to go to the infirmary? The bath? Or maybe you'd like... me?"


Hanako laughed.


"But seriously, you look super bad right now. I think you need to see someone or something."

 

[ComradeSenpai]

"Help..." Yumi spoke, barely a whisper, looking up at her friend. What was she offering? A bath?


Yes, a bath would clear off this oatmeal. A bath would help her cleanse away the troubles she'd had today. After such a rough day, what she really needed was to rinse off the mud and relax, take it easy for a few days. A week, maybe?


"Bath." she agreed, moving her head in as far a nod as she could manage.

 

[CSA]

Man, Hanako had never seen anyone who wasn't dead that looked as crappy as this girl. She touched her hand to the Kitsune, and after a couple of seconds of faces contorted into a horrible eternal scream and visions of a hellish red landcape covered in the dusty skulls of dead gods, they were immediately teleported into the girls bathroom.


"...Forgot about the Hell thing. You alright? We're gonna get you better, OK?" she asked, a little panicky. She levitated the girl into the bath area, and floated outside it.


"I'll get you a change of clothes out of one of my warehouses. You just... handle yourself in there."

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

After looking at her hair thoroughly, Masako concluded that it was extremely soft, but needed washing. She found herself randomly jumping at Hanako and Yumi, but just as she managed to place a hand on Yumi's arm, the teleportation commenced. Too preoccupied by her happiness, she didn't care for the whole trip through hell. She watched as Yumi was moved to the bath area, and when Hanako came floating out, walked over inside the bathing area where Yumi was, but was now calmer and more towards helping now that she realized what state Yumi was in.

 

[ComradeSenpai]

Yumi looked at Hanako with a thousand yard stare, and nodded weakly. She didn't even register Masako as she walked over, and began to fill a bathtub with hot water. Hot water would cleanse nicely.


Yumi stripped the bandage from her head, and examined it in her hands, admiring the spot of crimson where it had touched her wound. It could be replaced after the bath. She finished undressing, and slipped into the tub, letting herself be surrounded by a medley of bubbles.


Giving a sigh of relief, she looked towards the ceiling. This was the most peaceful she'd felt all day. Saving Peter could wait. For now, she closed her eyes, and let consciousness slip away into the lulling darkness of slumber.

 

[Nautilus]

Charlotte arose from a puddle on the floor and crossed her arms at Masako. She was sure that Yumi wouldn't want to see yet another of these jerks right now, her heart as weak as it was- plus, just walking in on someone taking a bath? That wasn't proper in the slightest. In fact, that was pretty rude. Not to mention whatever had happened to the girl made no damn sense and who knows when she would try to kill herself in an over-the top fashion again. She shooed Masako away, annoyed that these idiots felt the need to torment the poor girl in the middle of bath-time, too.

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Masako let the white shirt that was her pajamas slip off and on the floor. Looking over at Charlotte, she smiled as she lightly shook her head. Softly, she spoke. "You must think I wish to harm her like that person from earlier... You can think of me as that kind of person, as I deserve it for having allowed myself to live when I had such horrid curses that harmed others... In fact, even now, I wish I had killed myself to keep those curses from existing... Right now though, my only intention is to help her clean up after having seen her get rudely drenched in porridge..."


Masako slowly walked around Charlotte. "You did get to witness one of my curses back when we fought... You may not have noticed, but the reason of which I fell is because I took all the harm my curses would have sent at you, and took it all upon myself... That loud crash from my belts was so I could scream at myself without anybody else hearing... Without anybody else hearing the words that, if heard, would have brought them pain. My exact words to myself at that time were... 'You should just die, Masako.' I really should have died back then, don't you think...?"


"My curses were, up until now, that I couldn't ever speak or touch anybody, as touching other people drained them of life energy, while talking, caused severe pain... for both me and those that heard my voice..." Masako kept slowly walking towards the tub as she talked. She was worried about Yumi; she even went as far as to worry about who would wash Yumi's back, and not at all for the sake of her getting to wash Yumi's back, just for the sake of Yumi having a way to get her back washed. "I will leave if Yumi herself tells me to leave, but if not, I will stay to help."


Masako stopped right in front of the bathtub. She slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, her legs still outside, her now facing Charlotte, and with a small smile that showed every single feeling and thought that was inside of Masako's heart. Masako made sure to keep her hair from going inside of the tub by having it in front of her body. "So Yumi, would it be alright if I stayed here to help you out? I can wash your back for you as well, if you need help doing so." Masako smiled lightly as she looked at Yumi, waiting for her answer, as patient as anybody could ever be.

 

[ComradeSenpai]

Yumi's eyes cracked open at the sound of a monologue. She looked to her side, and saw some silver-haired girl she'd never met sitting naked on the side of the tub, talking to the mime.


For a second, Yumi wondered if they'd hired a maid. But that couldn't have been right; maids wore cute uniforms.


Then the girl turned and offered to bathe Yumi. The fox felt all at once uncomfortable and scared, almost as much as the bathroom earlier.


"I.... what? Who are you?" she asked, her voice faint.


"Miss Mime, who is this? Do... do I need an adult right now?"

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

"I thought as much.. You're definitely tense and scared right now... Please forgive me for having come here. It just felt wrong to not be here to help after what just happened in the classroom. Also, You may not recognize me right now, but... Maybe if you saw me with blue hair, and not talking while dressed in a dark blue and black cloak-like set of clothes and a matching skirt...? Oh well. If you so wish it, I shall leave the bathroom." Masako slowly stood up. She walked over to where her white shirt was, picking it up and slowly putting it back on, ready to leave if told to.

 

[Nautilus]

The girl said she would leave if Yumi told her to leave- which was impossible, as Yumi was unconscious. Then she started getting naked, talking about backrubs... This was bad. This was really, really bad. This was moving very quickly towards sexual molestation, and while Charlotte was French, even she could not abide this level of creepitude.


Yumi awoke, and Charlotte nodded to the other girl very fervently. Yes, she did indeed need an adult. Though on second thought, the adults here were probably also willing to molest Yumi. She needed something, something that could keep the girl safe...


Here eyes were drawn to the bracelet poking out of her pocket. Putting it on, Charlotte materialized an electric cattle prod, brandishing it at Masako as she stepped back.

 

[CSA]

Hanako immediately left Yumi to do her thing, having absolutely no clue that the reaper girl had caught a ride. Immediately, she teleported to one of the girls rooms in an abandoned school that she used as a warehouse of sorts for props, scaring implements, and other collectibles. She dug through the things, looking for something for Yumi to wear, before settling of a couple of articles of clothing.


"Ah, she'd look so great in these," Hanako squealed, quickly teleporting back to the supernatural school. She immediately set aside some shorts and a t-shirt for Yumi.

Spoiler

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Masako walked up to Charlotte, intentionally headed more towards the side of the prod. "I will not force you to, but I do ask of you... Kill me with it... I do have one request should you take up my offer of killing me... Make sure Yumi isn't watching... I wouldn't want to see that poor girl's heart suffer from the sight..." Masako showed no intention of dodging or running away from the prod. Her voice was soft and calm, like she were ready to be killed or something. "I may not have had any choice in my curses, but I did fail to keep them from affecting others."


Masako placed one finger on the prod, letting the electricity flow through her right arm as she endured the pain not for her benefit, but for the fact of suffering more pain when she releases her attempt of sustaining the pain. "As such, even death isn't enough atonement for me. I don't even deserve to make up for the suffering my curses caused." She was still calm, even while the electricity was completely torturing her arm and causing unimaginable pain to the girl's body, which was strangely quite weak for something that endured the word physical pain that came from her own voice.


"Proof of my intentions of purity shall be proven, so that even should I not be able to help, I at least partially make up for the troubles I've caused through pure actions." Once more as calm and soft as before her voice was, but this time, a single tear ran down the left half of her face, just where Yumi couldn't see it. Removing her hand from the prod, her arm was giving off a light smoke, having been burnt all over from the electricity. "It hurts, but it is what I deserve for disrupting the time of which she seems to have been meant spending alone." To end her interruptions, Masako started walking out of the bathroom entirely, not even having a pair of clothes to put on before she leaves, as they vanished when she was forcibly turned pure human. This left her with only the large white shirt that took place as her pajamas.

 

[ComradeSenpai]

Yumi listlessly exited the tub, shaking excess water from her hair and tail. She picked up the clothes laid out for her, and pulled them on. They felt baggy, but in a good way. They were comfy, an excellent distraction from the throbbing pain in her head.


Still, she had to brush. Brushing was important; it was one of the first things her mother taught her. She pulled her tail around, and began running her fingers through it, then her hair, then back to her tail.


"...Do either of you have a brush?" she asked, looking towards her friends.


"It's important to brush."

 

[Nautilus]

Masako was obviously a total idiot, and clearly not human. For one thing, a cattle prod could not kill someone. For another, there was no way a normal human without any powers was capable of giving a godawful monologue while she was being electrocuted. For a third thing, the prod wasn't even switched on. Charlotte moved back, hoping that she would just take her creepy molester self and just leave already.

 

[ComradeSenpai]

Yumi sniffed. Something was burning. What was burning? That girl's arm was burning.


It was the creepy stranger girl who wanted to hop in the bath with Yumi. The fox pushed her first aid kit towards the silver-haired girl.


"Take this and please go." she said, dizzily.


"I've had enough for today. Please just leave; I don't want to have to deal with... that sort of thing, on top of everything else."

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

After being jabbed in the stomach a couple of times, Masako fell down to her hands knees. Ngh... Was my body... always this weak...? Masako could feel something pounding hard in her chest. From what she could tell, this new 'form' came with quite a few aspects hat reflected all the things her body'd been through in her life. To be exact, all the pain that came to her body from previous words back in the past and when she fought Charlotte. Masako was already in quite a bit of pain from just the arm being burnt by electricity, but now, she could feel more pain than her own words before had caused.


"I know those eyes... Even you think I should die, right...? You think... I'm a waste of a life... I think that too..." Sitting just like she did during that last moment conscious during her fight with Charlotte, Masako put on the exact same smile for the mime, except this time, it included a single tear on each half of her face. She was about to take that first aid kit, but lost consciousness from the pain she'd just forced herself to endure until this point. Kael, who had jsut finished filling his arms with wristbands, wondered where Masako had gone, but didn't think she was in any kind of trouble like she was.

 

[Han Alister]

Cas sat on top of the school, gazing at the horizon. He should've been in class, but what was the point. None of it would help him in any way. He let out a long sigh and leaned back on the cool concrete, his hands resting beneath his head. The temperature was moderate and Cas enjoyed it. "This is what I want to do all day, not go to useless classes and fight the other students." He muttered to himself.


His paper airplane wrestled its way out of Cas's pocket and began to fly around, doing many flips and spins. Cas laughed and his gaze followed the simple object. "Why am I so amused by a piece of scrap paper?" He chuckled quietly.

 

[CSA]

Hanako began looking around for a brush or comb as some new girl prattled on and on about how badly she wanted to off herself. Hanako rolled her incorporeal eyes at this typically mortal attention-seeking behavior. If she wanted to die so badly, then why was she still even here? The ghost had no patience for people like that, because she personally had had her life be cut remarkably short against her will and in fact wanted to live.


That's why she liked Yumi. No matter how horrible things were, or how ill she always was, she continued living. She'd only known the girl for a day and she could already see that. This was a mortal who wanted to live.


Hanako found a brush lying around somewhere and, after washing it, handed it to Yumi.


"You deserve to brush," she said, smiling.