Thread: Whispering Shadows ||Lagerthera x jjfanrb||

Irja and Shina turned their heads to the head of the class as the display happened. They were all curious and the students leaned against one another asking each other questions like how the teacher knew the girl, what was going on. The front row saw the best of it, and they stood, most of them some of them froze in their seats as Mr. Black was lifted off the ground. Irja and Shina leaned from side to side trying to look through the heads of students and bodies of standing ones as one girl screamed in shock. What the fuck is going on? Shina stated shaking her head, Irja leaned forward, standing in her seat slightly to see all of the commotion. I can't tell, they are blocking my view. God! Why did I have to sit back here! Irja complained, hands flat on the desk as Shina stood looking back at her with furrowed brows. Because Mister boy toy Telor saved you a spot right there and you couldn't get enough of his googly eyes! Shina teased giggling. Irja opened her mouth to retort but her head turned to the right to see Warren standing up. This made Irja's brows furrow as she watched him move past the crowd and disappear into the mist of them. What's his problem? Shina wondered as Irja watched the bodies block out their view again. Something isn't right..I can taste it. Irja stated as Shina rolled her eyes, and then..The room moved, kids shrieking as they pushed back to the back of the room. One knocked Shina down. Shina! Irja cried climbing on her desk and leaning across to grab her hand. She pulled Shina to her feet, not caring if anyone could see her pink underwear as she did such a feet. Still, the crowd pushed back, trying to get away from the front as people cried, wide eyed. Irja focused on Shina, pulling her to her feet as she nearly got trampled on. Shina had her back to the front as she panted, looking at Irja who stared at her for a moment. Thank you! I thought I was going to be crushed to death by inexpensive shoes! UGH! That would be the worst way to go girrlll, can you imagine? Irja didn't respond as she looked past her to the front of the room. Her eyes became wide, her pupils became small as she stared at the bloody scene intake short desperate breathes as she listened to the cries and squeals of fear in the room. Irjaaa? Earth to Irjaaaa! I said thank you! Shina shook her head before turning her head to see the front, and she shrieked the loudest bolting from her desk and backing up behind Irja. What the hell! Shina cried. Irja gulped as she watched Warren eat the still beating heart, the woman in a different look, she blinked several times as he swallowed picking up Mr. Black and looking at her. The body of Mr. Black, looked different, she had seen that somewhere before. Still, her face turned white, void of all color as she stared at the bloody scene and as Warren talked, explaining only a fraction of what was happening. This can't be happening.. Irja said in shock as Warren walked out of the room. Some of the students got the back door unlocked and ran to the hallways screaming for help. Shina was one of them and Irja stayed staring at the bloody scene. She gulped, before shaking herself, and moving to get off the desk. Her heels clicked against the ground as she got closer to the front, closer and closer until blood pooled at her feet, her nostrils flared as she in took short breathes. She covered her mouth, screaming into it at the sight of the heartless woman. Somehow, Irja found herself in the hall, arms wrapped around herself as her heels clicked bloody footprints in the hallway. She could hear the screaming, see the teachers come out of the room, hear the alarm going off for the students and teachers to take cover. Still, she was moving, as if following Warren blindly as a teacher grabbed her. Irja! Irja Padar! Get in this classroom this is a school wide shut down! The big boned Mrs. Adams shouted in her ear, but Irja stood still, not looking at her as she stared ahead with her shocked expression. Her eyes twitched as Mrs. Adams tried to pull her cold body towards her open classroom, but Irja didn't budge as she gulped. Irja? Hurry! Irja pulled her arm away as Mrs. Adams huffed, trying to grab her as more students ran towards them screaming. The students in her room looked out of the room, seeing Irja in her state and the bloody footprints she had left, they cried, in shock as Mrs. Adams looked down. Her features tensed as she saw where Irja had walked to, and that her shoes were bloody. Mrs. Adams turned to her classroom. Inside! Everyone inside now! Mrs. Adams turned on Irja, gulping at the shocked expression on her face. Stay here Irja. I'm going to get help. Mrs. Adams announced. Irja looked over her shoulder at the teacher as she walked away, her eyes still twitching before she started to move slowly down the maddened hallway pushing past crying screaming students. Hello there little bug.. The voice called to Irja as she walked to the front doors of the school, vaguely looking for Warren and Mr. Black as if to see if this was real or she was going crazy. Irja looked left and right, scanning the horizon, the parking lot in front of her, the rows of houses in the distance that lined around the school, but she saw nothing. A whistling sound sounded from above, Up here bug. Irja looked up, to see a man in nothing but black clothing chilling on top of the lettering of the school, he sat on top of St. Jermaine His feet on the cracks of the breaking school. Her eyes were black, skin was a yellowish color, black hair was slicked back as he looked down at her. She shook, looking up at the man in his black suit, grey button up blouse that was tucked in, black belt, black pants, black polished shoes. He smiled, his thin lips grinning at the startled girl. So..You are the annoying half bred bug I've been hearing about. Cuter than I thought you would be. The man jumped down, easily landing in front of Irja causing her to stumble backwards in shock. He rose a brow, his brows were grey, not black, she could see that this close to him, and he towered over her more than anyone else she had ever seen, he had to be at least 6'5. His hands rested on his hips as he grinned down at her, taking a locking of her curled hair between his thumb and index finger as he rubbed it. Soft. Half bred? What do you mean? Irja asked, shaking as she tried to step away from him, but he only moved closer. That girl said the same thing, half bred.. The man smiled, pulling on her hair and ripping it from her scalp. Irja cried, covering her scalp that bled. She watched him, shock as he took up the bloody hair to his lips and breathed in the scent. Sad. You don't even know what you are. Oh well. He rolled up the hair, putting it in his mouth and swallowing it. Ah! At least you taste good! The man laughed as blood trickled down her fingers, her eyes wide again. Sorry little bug, nothing personal, but..no one to save you now that they are out of the way. The man's lip twitched. Unfortunate he killed Morgana, but..I get to repay the favor by killing you. After all! It's my duty to destroy all you disgusting demons. The man's face turned dark and Irja looked at him with a questioning face, of fear and confusion. Demons? Was all Irja said as the man cornered her into a wall.