Fantasy The Killer Academy

[noname]

With his feet taking deliberate steps backward from instinct, trying to gain balance from the bump, Kyle widened his eyes. It took him a few seconds before standing still again. The boy huffed as he fixed the placement of his glasses and slightly shook his head, trying to get rid of the slight dizziness.


"You alright?"


Who dared to bump into him?! First that insulting bird now this-! Kyle glared up at the lad, certainly not pleased with the tiny height difference either. He never liked looking up at anyone who he didn't like.


He stared into a pair of piercing blue eyes of a black haired lad. Kyle let out a deep breath of annoyance as he tried to identified the lad, noticing the scythe on his back. Yet he couldn't recognize the boy, if he couldn't identify this lad....that meant he was either one of the newcomers or someone he had never really noticed yet. Hm..that would mean..


Kyle blinked as he snapped out of his thoughts and cleared his throat, loosening his scarf.


"No, I am not alright."


He might as well play around for a bit.

 

[LoveMyHate]

"No, I am not alright."


I tilted my head. There seems to be not signs of injury, what was the problem then? Well the guy probably was having a bad day since he glared up at me...


"You don't seem to be hurt....what's the problem?"


My stomach voiced its dissatisfaction again. Embarrassed, I cover my face with my hand.


"Um...Could you tell me where the cafeteria is?...."


It seems I've gotten hungry earlier than I thought...

 

[noname]

Kyle felt his eye twitch at the lad's response. He dared to question him? He even requested for food! This brat, why he ought to-! Kyle breathed in, trying to control his temper.


He then placed on a gentle smile with matching eyes, "By bumping into me, you have just made me get into a very inconvenient situation. I needed to pass these remaining files on time but oh...unfortunately I have been delayed."


The boy eyed the lad, noting his actions of covering his face. Huh, what an odd thing to do. One shouldn't hide their presence in such a bashful way. "However, I can be excused if you help me with this errand. I will even take you to a better place than the cafeteria, your appetite will be satisfied right away if you accept to go there!"


He tilted his head as he held out the bag towards the boy, smiling his oh-so gentle smile, "What do you say? You seem like a responsible person."

 

[LoveMyHate]

This person is suspicious. He sounds like an old pervert trying to get a young girl to go somewhere with him. Well, I have nothing better to do....but he seems really suspicious....


After another few seconds of pondering, I decided to take up his offer. It would kill time, plus I might get food out of it. Its not like I'm too hungry to defend myself or anything like that.


"Okay."


Taking the bag, I looked at him for instructions.


"What do I have to do?"


If he turns out to be a pervert, make a run for it


I quietly noted to myself.

 

[noname]

Kyle raised an eyebrow, he didn't expect the lad to really accept his offer. He pulled up his scarf, covering his mouth and smirked before walking around the boy, gesturing to follow him.


He walked to the doors of the Student Council and pointed at it, "You will meet me here again when you are done handing those out to their rightful teachers. The room numbers and the teacher's name should be on the envelopes. You only need to hand those out and ask the teachers for their opinion and signature if they approve of the file's content."


He crossed his arms before continuing, "Miss Ying's files contain data about new history books and ancient writing scrolls- basically new reading supply. Miss Lieona's file just talk about an offer for dummies and other adjustments to her training sessions. Professor Igthorn's files mention various offers for additional subjects he can teach. If you cant seem to find their classroom, just hand over the files to the mailer at the library, it's just a mail slot by the library doors."


Kyle eyed the boy, "And if you just hand them over to the mailer without even trying to find the teachers, I will know." He smiled, "I have connections here."

 

[LoveMyHate]

I stared at the boy, not feeling threaten by his words and smile.


So all I have to do is deliver papers to teachers? That seems easy enough....I hope he has food....


Looking at the first envelope, I searched the halls for the room. Upon finding it, I raised my hand and knocked the door.


"Hello? Is Miss Ying here?"


A history teacher huh....Wonder if they'll tell us about famous murders....Would it be present time murders or murders set way in the past that they'll start with?


I shook my head, clearing my thoughts.


"Miss Ying? I have....files for you"

 

[Dawnsx]

Ying looked up, surprised at the sudden knock at the door. She put on a gentle smile and called out, "Come in."

 

[LoveMyHate]

"Come in"


Walking into the classroom, I noticed what appears to be a sweet lady with a gentle smile on her face.


Kinda reminds me of...No, there's no similarity...


"Um, a brown haired guy with glasses and a blue scarf asked me to hand these files to you"


I handed over the files, trying to remember what the guy said about them.


"Uh, those files contain data about new history books and ancient writing scrolls, basically new reading supply."

 

[MechaGhoul]

Professor Igthorn rubbed his hands together, "Oh my underlings will be HAND SELECTED BY ME! As for the tools in my plans..." He twirled his mustache, "In due time my pretty NYEEH-HEEEEH-HEH!" He pointed at Jane and smirked, "You have potential, yessss I've seen plenty here who LACK the ability to become TRUE VILLAINS! But you... Yes I can see you as a TRUE VILLAIN one day!" He began stroking his chin, "And yes you can help me... I always need more eyes and ears around this place. You may consider it a practice internship to becoming an official underling..." He devilishly grinned at Jane, "Yessss... You will serve me well."


Igthorn paused for a moment as he grabbed a strange, sputtering contraption near his desk. He placed it there as he began searching through his drawers, "As for now, I am going to fix my Weather Control Device. So far it has only been giving an ominous sound and lighting effect. It should be causing hurricanes, earthquakes and other storms. AS I, PROFESSOR SYLVESTER D. IGTHORN RULE AND COMMAND THE RAW POWER OF NATURE ITSELF!!"

 

[Duwang]

Darren looked down at Mr. Firth. "What's that you got there?" Darren asked, leaning close to the man as if to apply some sort of pressure. "It this what you did to Mr. Stevens? The murder weapon? So that you could usurp his position as teacher? So you had one less man to pay? Hm?"

 

[Parsnip]

"What."


Colin rubbed the bridge of his nose.


"Darren, you clearly do not understand how much I hate my job. Look, It's just-", he sighed, defeated, "It's a flask, okay? You got me."


Colin withdrew the flask from under the pile, holding it up for the boy to see.


"Tell you what: You keep quiet about this, and I'll split it with you. Deal?"

 

[Duwang]

Darren walked over to the other side of the teacher's desk to Mr. Firth. "What in the world is in that?" Darren asked in a hushed voice but worried tone. Without warning, he snatched the flask, holding it carefully so that it wouldn't fall and break.

 

[MechaGhoul]

Jacob glanced at Firth and Darren as they were talking about something. He kicke his feet off the table as he glanced at Masao, "Goriki Brah I'm gonna be at the beach, like come catch me if ya need me!" He then jumped out of his chair as he saw Darren grab a flask.


Jacob scratched at his head, "Beach'll help dudes. Go on an' skip a day, the waves are gonna be totally gnaralatious and radical! The babes are always tubular, the sand is most righteous, and... Like dudes nothing beats the beauty of the beach." As he left the room he stuck out his head and gave a hang loose sign with his right hand. "Aloha!" He then removed his head from the doorway as he strolled through the hallway, holding onto that radical pass Firth gave him.

 

[Parsnip]

"It is a hip flask, Darren. For drinking."


Oh dear lord it's worse than I thought. These kids really are idiots.


"Can I, uh, have that back, maybe?"

 

[Duwang]

Darren suspiciously raised an eyebrow to Mr. Firth.


Carefully, Darren uncorked the flask. Opened, he pressed the opening against his nose and sniffed. "Hm..." he hummed inquisitively. Darren slowly raised the flask to his lips and poured a small bit into his mouth, swishing it around. There was a curious look on his face, as if he were trying to figure something out. He swished it around, then swallowed.


As it traveled down into his throat and into his stomach, Darren looked... fine. He put the cork back on the flask and handed the flask calmly back to the substitute. "Well, seems normal enough t-" Darren stopped his sentence short. His eyes widened and his pupils dilated. He pranced with a near drunken-like stupor to the door then onto a desk in front of him laughing like a mad man before collapsing to the floor.


"PICTURE YOURSELF ON A BOAT ON A RIVER..."

 

[Parsnip]

"Pfft. Lightweight."


Colin leaned back in his chair, uncorked the flask, and sniffed. Nothing. Had his olfactory glands finally given up on him? He took a quick sip- again, nothing. He turned the flask over, revealing a crude sharpie-and-masking tape label.

Lysergic Acid Diethylamide


DO NOT DRINK

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"Aw, shit."


Colin capped the flask as the walls started melting. It was like freshman year all over again.

 

[MechaGhoul]

Soon Stevens will be unable to handle the students in his class, and will reach for his flask! But instead of the alcoholic beverage he desires, he shall be treated to an entire bottle of Lysergic Acid Diethylamide! Yes my brilliant act of villainy should be going as planned! Professor Igthorn inner monologued to himself as he was screwing open the control panel of his Weather Control Device. Or maybe Stevens bothered to read it and didn't drink. If that was the case... CURSES! My brilliant plan foiled! Igthorn opened the control panel as he looked inside it. He opened his desk drawer and began looking, "Drats! No lock picks..."

 

[noname]

Jane's eyes were sparkling, "Me? A true villain? You really think so, Professor?!" She had come to a conclusion that she may be one of the first ones to get killed this semester but her..a thief like her a true villain? That was a golden ticket for her survival here!


She blinked when she heard a couple of familiar words and immediately bolted up form her seat, "Lock picks? I have lock picks!"


She excitedly ran to the professor's desk, a wide smile on her face, "What can I help you with, Professor?"

 

[MechaGhoul]

Igthorn glanced at Jane who eagerly arrived towards him "Yessss most exceellent!" He pointed to an inner small black box, surrounded by various copper wiring, "I need that container open." He gestured to the rather small bronze lock on the inner box. "As for a True Villain... Yes I can see the potential. Study well and hard and always practice True Evil! Prove yourself and you may be hand selected as one of my underlings. Then! One day you may be hand selecting your own underlings!"

 

[Wishfully]

Annette nodded when Lorzo told her his name. "Nice to meet you," she said automatically. The girl quickly furrowed her brow and frowned to herself after he walked off. 'Nice to meet you'? What was she saying? Of course it wasn't nice to meet him, he shot her shoulder after all! Annette glared at Lorzo's retreating form, as if it was his fault she said such a pleasantry. Annette gave up on finding a book and assumed it would be time for next class soon enough anyways. Perhaps she should be on her way.


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Caleb nodded and hurried to grab a book from the shelf that he was directed to. Immediately, the boy returned to his seat and started reading the first chapter. However, his short attention span betrayed him often, and he only made it through five pages before flipping mindlessly through the pages, looking to see how many chapters were in this book. He raised his eyes away from the pages and noticed Darren drinking out of a flask. Caleb's eyes grew wide. Some weird stuff was going on, and he was really curious about that flask now. It seemed to make such a chill guy go loopy, and Mr. Firth seemed unhappy with whatever was going on too. Perhaps Caleb should say something. Or not...he didn't really know how to deal with things like this. He looked uncomfortably around the classroom for someone who seemed to be rather responsible.

 

[DarkSidedPrincess]

Mirror yawned deeply, starting to calm down. She continued with her work, turned it in, then started to go out to the library. She didn't like the sounds of this school or the teachers because they hit on girls, but she tried to ignore it. She continued to head to the library cause all she wanted to do was read a good book. Either that or at least make a friend. She was so confused by everyone, because they all had weird powers...

 

[Duwang]

BAM! Darren's hand landed on another students desk as he struggled to pick himself up. Shaking about, Darren attempted to regain his balance. The boy stammered over to the teacher, but saw that all the walls had disappeared. "Whoa..." he said slowly in a confused tone. Slowly, he approached Caleb.


"Hey... man..." Darren droned. "Y-you know. I think I always liked you. We should give each other nicknames... No... I'll give myself a nickname..." Darren staggered back, his spine bending more than it naturally should have before springing back, leaning onto Caleb. "Smooth... like the smoothest... jazz..."


"That's it. I'll be... Jazz..."

 

[Parsnip]

As Darren was feeling up the other boy in the corner of the room, Colin was not, in fact, feeling like the smoothest jazz.


"Darren, I fuckin'- I don't want to hear about your imaginary friend. Fuckin' Jesus Christ my skin is- why does my skin itch so much? It's like I got-"


He looked down, seeing lumps shifting beneath his skin.


"-Like I got bugs in my skin..."


He scratched at his arms but the stuff crawling inside of his skin just shifted around. He- he had to get them out. He had to. He tried biting his arm but it just tasted like copper and sick. He had to find a- a knife, yeah, that's right. He reached for the letter opener, ears ringing, and started to make wide, shallow cuts on the back of his arm, little rainbow-colored insects of all shapes and sizes spilling out of the wound. Yeah, that's the stuff.

 

[MechaGhoul]

NOW FOR PHASE TWO! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Igthorn thought to himself, as he continued looking at the weather machine.


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In the English Room, the projector seemingly came to life, as it shot an image onto the screen. In a studio set, filled with all sorts of gems, from sapphires, to diamonds, to various golden items, a person walks onto the set. It appears as if Igthorn is there, and is wearing a dashing tuxedo, with his hair slicked back, and with his hair dyed blonde. No, it had to be Igthorn, it really did look like Igthorn. "Welcome to the Villainous Shopping Network! I am your host Gordon Gekkota, and we have such great deals for you today." The Villainous Shopping Network logo, a small skull with dollar signs for eyes was in the lower right hand corner, alongside the call in number, 1-794-635-3669."


The Host, "Gordon Gekkota" walked towards the back as he pulled out a Bolo tie, which had a large diamond in it, and was made out of gold. "Astonishing! This is a Bolo Tie, made of 15 carat gold. Now that is some pure gold right there. The Bolo Tie is for anyone who wants to look hip, out of the crowd, and different. Also this Bolo Tie is a replica of many worn by previous kings. Wouldn't that be fun to say at a party? Anyway, this item is up for Sixteen Thousand Dollars... NOW that is a deal so good it's practically a steal! Wait, wait! Wow..." He holds his right hand to his ear, "Are you sure? For the first lucky callers you can get a Bolo Tie for only Thirteen Thousand Dollars! We have to put up a price clock up on that... Let's go with three minutes." A Cartoon Bomb Timer was in the lower left hand corner, clicking down.

 

[noname]

Kyle let out a brief sigh as he decided to roam the academy in the meantime. He might as well keep himself entertained, no? The boy headed back to his first class and entered the English classroom.


His jaw nearly dropped at the sight unfolded before his eyes. Kyle's round eyes scanned the classroom, seeing another lad with glasses lean over the desk of another lad with a mechanical arm. He blinked, recomposing his face into a calm expression as he turned to demand what was happening to the substitute. The boy stared at the cuts and slits on the guidance counselor's arm and immediately snatched the letter opener out of the older man's hand. "What in the world are you thinking?!" He shot the counselor a questioning look before heading to the lad that was practically on another boy's desk.


"Hey." Kyle headed over to Darren and tapped him on the shoulder with the letter opener, of course not letting the sharp blade prick him. "What are you doing? Class is in session. Behave yourself."

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Jane excitedly nodded as she pulled out her tension wrench and inserted it into the lock and turned it clockwise then counter clockwise. The lock turned just a few millimeters before stopping, with the stop feeling a bit loose. The girl held the wrench downwards to apply force as she now inserted her short hook pick into the lock in the space above the wrench. She slightly scrunched her eyebrows as the pick felt the pins, pushing them up one at a time. When she found a stubborn pin that held its place, the girl pushed up the pin. She then moved on the other other pins, finding the next pin and pushing it up as well as doing the same with the other pins in the lock. When she was done, the girl turned the wrench and with a final click, the lock opened.


"All done!" She smiled as she pulled out her pick and wrench.