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Fantasy Surnaturel Academy

"Ok I understand, I'm Yoh Homra." He replied taking the hand and shaking it before taking his seat and watching the Silla's batte. He watched attentively and closely not wanting to mix a second, he wondered just what the students he associates with are made of.


Mr. X commented "If fights keep going like this, we'll never get to weaponry. This bunch needs help and lots of it."
 
Cas looked at the two contenders, summing them up. "Both of their energies are pretty high." He commented. "I need a better view." He said as black wings sprouted from his back. He flew up into the sky and hovered just above the arena, watching the fight closely.
 
"If this goes on... Masako, if we end up as opponents, let's fight for real. I won't mind if you take away some of my life force; I just can't stand the idea of going through this whole thing with it being as boring as it's been so far..." Masako nodded lightly. She would have to make sure no physical contact came of their fight, but she was fine with an actual fight, just so long as it's with Kael so she's not really hurting anybody with stealing their life energy.
 
Silla closed her eyes as her body slowly started to turn invisible. She managed to get behind Yumi, and swept her legs out from beneath her. Silla stood over top of Yumi and placed a leg on top of her stomach, keeping her on the ground. Silla's body became visible again and she pressed her foot down harder on Yumi.
 
Yumi had only a moment's worth of confusion before the Earth turned sideways, and she fell hard onto her side. Yumi's head smashed into the earth with a thud, and everything went white. The soreness in her skull and side was accompanied by a heavy, sharp weight pressing down on her stomach.


She could barely breathe as her sight came back, and she looked up at Silla. Groggily, she placed a hand to the side of her head, and pulled it back to see a splatter of blood on her fingers. Yumi had no idea what happened or what to do, and tears began to well up in her eyes.


"Wh-... Why would you do that?" she asked, her voice breaking up.
 
Cas stared in confusion at the girl who seemed to begin to cry. "Mortals." He rolled his eyes and preceded to watch what would happen next. If everyone is this weak, then I should have no problem with revealing my powers. He shook his head and the paper airplane returned to flying around him.
 
Peter's simply observed his surroundings, as he watched Yumi get utterly and thoroughly trashed. Typical really, but it was amusing to see it being done. As long as she can get up and move around, everything is fine. Peter thought to himself, enjoying the scene. Was there blood this time? Oh marvelous, yes, yes there was. Peter had his show, and he continued to observe the events below. Now this, this is what biological organisms should do, beat each other to nothing but a bloody pulp. It was what they were good for.


Well, Yumi was good at moving Peter around, which was a rather useful skill. I wonder, will she be able to walk after that? Peter mused to himself.
 
Charlotte cringed and bit down on her cigarette as Drusilla turned invisible and judo-swept the sickly girl off her feet, brutally attempting to crush the poor girl's ribs. Clearly, Drusilla was an awful, ruthless person who apparently took some sort of sadistic joy in ambushing and beating up a weaker, possibly crippled girl.


Truly, Drusilla was not to be fucked with.
 
Silla looked down at Yumi, frowning. "Yumi," she started, part of her felt bad but the other part of her just wanted Yumi to get over it. It's not like she killed her or anything, it was just a little bit of blood. "Yumi, just get up, you're fine." she said as she started to walk away from the stadium. She didn't feel too bad anymore, she knew there would be a nurse to come get Yumi.
 
Cas chuckled and flew back to his seat. He sat down and his wings disappeared. "I wonder who's next." He said to himself. He wanted to judge more fights, wanted to see the abilities of the people in this school. So far, he was not impressed by anyone.
 
Peter watched on as Sillia did not offer to even help Yumi up, despite the vicious beat-down she gave her. Well, good to see that Hobbes was right. Impressed at the complete lack of sympathy after bashing a cripple apart. Marvelous, not even offering a single hand to help them up! This place is truly interesting after all, a glimpse into the inferior biological psyche. Plus I got to see a beat down I desperately craved. Peter glanced down on, pondering if Yumi could even get up. Peter soon got bored with that line of thought, and decided to ponder upon volcanic reactions, instead. He fondly thought of the process that allowed the magma to be released, and he enjoyed it severely. Peter simply remained on the bench, motionless.


Peter then began thinking of other things, all the while observing the scene, taking it in.
 
Silla walked back to her seat and looked among the rest of her peers. She wondered who else was holding back and she wondered if the teacher would catch on.
 
Yumi moaned and turned on her side as Drusilla walked away, laying there until a school nurse picked her up, and helped her walk to the edge of the stadium to receive first aid. What came next was the familiar wave of medicine and diagnosis, from head to toe.


A layer of gauze was wrapped around her forehead to cover the gash on the side of her head. Fortunately, it was small enough not to require stitches. Additionally, her right side was covered in bruises, and she was given a cold pack to help. A brief examination saw that her ribs weren't cracked or broken, but she was told to be careful if anything felt weird.


After taking a painkiller, she limped back to the stands, and picked up Peter. She stared at the rock, occasionally wiping tears from her eyes.
 
Cas sighed in boredom. Maybe i should have completed my fight and showed off a few of my abilities. He shrugged and hoped that everyone thought that he was a weak coward. At least he wouldn't draw attention to himself. He leaned back in the stands and closed his eyes, waiting for the next match to be called.
 
(hm I don't think anyone else is on, should we just move on?)


Silla looked down and saw Yumi all bandaged and crying, she started to feel bad but then that feeling went away. It's not that she didn't want to feel bad, it was the Bakhtak in her trying to take over. She hadn't been inside a nightmare in awhile and she could feel the hunger for it rising.
 
Charlotte looked over to the sickly girl, the one nobody wanted to help. Had she wronged them somehow? Did she have some sordid past? Whatever their reason, it was no reason to do that to a girl.


Diving back into the surface of the bench, Lottie traveled through the reflections, reemerging next to the fluffy-tailed reject. She patted the sickly girl softly on the back, offering her the last third of a quietly-smouldering cigarette.
 
Yumi looked up at the mime, then down at the cigarette.


"Oh. Thank you, but... I don't smoke. My lungs aren't very good; I'd probably throw up." she explained, sniffling.


"It's fine, though. Really! I'm fine!" she lied, wiping some tears away with her sleeve. She forced herself to smile, and hoped the blood hadn't started to seep through the bandage yet.
 
Kuro watched all the fights with mixed interests. He didn't mind scheduled duels he just didn't like random fights. At first it didn't seem to matter nothing was really going on though, he felt bad for the fox girl but at the same time was cheering for Silla. He sighed and continued to watch.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
Mr. X commented to himself "Why is everyone holding back severly like this! Time for a good one." He quickly cycled through the list of students and called out the next combatants. "Castiel Mannors and Kuro Masumi. Mr. Mannors you are not allowed to give up this time." Both combatants where transported to the battlefield.


Yoh hoped down to a seat next to Silla. "Good job, you did what had to be done. Don't feel bad about it, now let's sit back and enjoy the show." Yoh said.
 
Cas sighed. "Fine, i'll fight this time." He got into a defensive stance, awaiting his opponents first move. Electricity crackled around his body, just for show. I don't feel like using all my power. Telekinesis should be all I have to use to win this one.
 
Kuro was stunned at first but looked at his opponent. He couldn't back out of it now so he just had to accept it, releasing some power his body was consumed in blue flames. His opponent was in a defensive stance so he decided to start the attack, pointing his hand he fired small blue fire balls at his opponent and circled around him. Kuro knew full well the fire he shot at his opponent wasn't gonna do much, he wasn't underestimating his opponent but he was trying to find a place to strike. Kuro circled from a distance so he could rely on his wuck reactions to any of the opponents movements.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
Cas manipulated the wind energy to blow the flames away. He lifted his arms into the air, raising Kuro into the air with telekinesis, and he slammed into the wall. The tattoo on his neck began to glow, increasing his speed and strength. He laughed and charged at his opponent. When he almost arrived, he used the power of the Aether to launch a sharp crystal straight at Kuro's neck.
 
"Ok that's enough, I now know you were lying for sure." Mr. X said as he appeared right next two combatants as they smashed into the wall. He shattering the crystal and then holding Cas's hand back. "Match over." he announced. He teleported Cas back to the stands and then Kuro back to the stands assessing he wasn't too hurt. "While i'm down here next combatants are Masako Euredice and Charlotte de Miror." he announced warping back to the announcer box.


Yoh watched with wide eyes, it wasn't what he saw Kuro and Cas do but it was the teacher. He could tell that was no teleportation or warp. But just what was that? The question rumbled around in his head.
 
Cas sighed and leaned back on the stands. "I thought he wanted me to fight." He shrugged and closed his eyes. "How much longer does this class have!" He shouted, obviously bored. "I see no point in this class." He let out another loud sigh.
 
Kuro sighed and watched as his cuts healed almost instantly. "One perk to being a type of demon I guess" he said with a mocking laugh. He didn't really care if he had one or lost the fight but even he felt it was called off too short. "Oh well" he was just glad to be sitting down again and not in the Arena itself.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 

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