Saga 2 Episode 38: Witch Hunt

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Kin/Mike/Conan:  After a few, Mike would have been jogging into class with a smirk on his face. " BOXING! " He said bursting into the boxing gym room of the school. The Seniors and Juniors were going at it already, sweat soaring working out ferociously all around him. Mike clenched his fist as he tilted his head up with bandages wrapped tightly around his hands. He'd make a face at the very stench of the room. It made his stomach churn up a bit. As he walked into the ring where the other students had been. The Boxing instructor would have been standing with both of his hands behind his back with a heavy scowl on his face. His name had been Mr.Jones and he had been the heavy weight champion of the world 10 years ago. It was said that he and Keyth Tasanagi traded blows and Jones actually beat the Tasanagi in the hand to hand exchange. Only for Keyth to cheat near the end of the fight to ultimately get the win. " FRONT AND CENTER MAGGOTS... " Jones said as he

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He stood at 6'4 African American and weighing in at about 200lbs of solid muscle. All of the students would have pilled up around the teacher known as Jones as he stood proudly eying them all one by one before his sights turned down over to Mike. " A runt... great. " He said eying Mikes obviously toned but skinny physique. "R-runt? " Mike said looking left to right and behind him to see if he had been talking to him. " Yes, you RUNT Get cho' ass over here an take a seat son. Or your gonna dance with me in the ring for your first day. " " Im not that good of a dancer though si-" " I SAID SIT DOWN! " " Yup, Yup sitting now!" Mike said sitting down next to one of the freshman whom had been significantly bigger then him. Even he had been giving Mike ghoulish scowls. "... I don't want any lip from anyone until everyone's in here. And then we'll carry on with todays lesson. " He said as he pulled away from the group with his arms crossed. Pacing back and forth the room. Mike however had been staring down at the soles of shoes as he sat crises crossed trying to contain the beast within him. What can i say... the guy pissed me off yelling at me like that. But at first? When I was turned? It was hard dealing with my anger. Growing up I was diagnosed with IEO aka Intermittent explosive disorder. Intermittent explosive disorder involves repeated, sudden episodes of impulsive, aggressive, violent behavior or angry verbal outbursts in which you react grossly out of proportion to the situation. Road rage, domestic abuse, throwing or breaking objects, or other temper tantrums may be signs of intermittent explosive disorder. These intermittent, explosive outbursts cause you significant distress, negatively impact your relationships, work and school, and they can have legal and financial consequences. Intermittent explosive disorder is a chronic disorder that can continue for years, although the severity of outbursts may decrease with age. Treatment involves medications and psychotherapy to help you control your aggressive impulses. When I was in the 5th grade they put me on meds to help with it all and i've been taking the stuff my whole life. But... as of recently it hasn't been helping much. I get pissed off so quickly, so easily. I know now that it had something to do with me getting bitten. At the time, I didn't know it was the proud wolf in me telling me that i didn't need the meds, and that i could control it myself. Or maybe it was the secluded dark thoughts buried deep in my mind finally coming to the surface. Wanting to give into the anger, into the beast within.

The Silver Haired Noble: After a brisk reunion with Jessica Timms and her now 20 year old daughter, Connie and the others to inform them in full detail just what her game plan was Tahira returned to the school like clockwork but this time with a little help in tow. "Tah hun you sure you wanna do this? I mean the schools in cities aren't any where on the same levels as those in the Skylands." She'd hear Jessica ask in her usual motherly tone, as the two walked up the path that lead up towards the main entrance. The mother of one glancing over casually at the slightly shorter Tah, who was dressed in rather cute but tomboyish ensemble of jeans, a baby pink mid-drift tee, a gypsy like syrong about her hips with beads that jingled as she walked, and pair of custom made sneakers courtesy of her daughter which did very little to hide the curves that she had wondering if this plan of would really work at all. Tahira would take notice of the older woman gaze before giving an honest, "Not really Ms. Timms, but given the circumstances....I don't have many options here." Her hands would tighten on the strap of rather large yet bulky backpack she was also sporting, the feeling she had earlier upon leaving the campus the first time starting to become heavier to her the moment Jessica went to reach for the front door in order to open it and enter it, Tahira of course in a close second at her heels. "I just hope nothing bad has happened to those kids." The wolfblood female adds knowing that if Kin knew she were here and something did she'd most likely never hear the fucking end of it as she stepped inside behind the mother of one heading the direction of the school's main office only to emerge moments later after being fully enrolled as student with schedule in hand and orders to head to boxing club's room. Which to Tah and Jessica seemed seriously a bit unfair to her since the others student got to choose which club they wanted to be apart of but it was first come first served type a deal she wagered and being late to party just didn't cut it. Besides...by way her physic was cut even in the get up she was wearing she figured the principal and school's registrar probably thought that it would be a breeze to her. And they were right to some degree as Tah quickly made her way towards the room Jessica giving her a "please be careful" kinda look as she took off,  while Tahira went to changed out into a white tank top, a pair of dark gym shorts, and cross trainers her long silver white hair being placed into a genie like ponytail before bandaging up her hands and wrists then entering the room. Mr. Jones the instructor of course wasting no time laying into the new arrivals by barking orders at them all to fall in line. An order she promptly followed though her arrival being that she was girl, a pretty one at that or so she was told and the girl in the room from what she saw which was predominately male for the most part, she might have caused more attention than she wanted. And if so she would've paid no attention to their leering and what not unless their action got too far outta line then she'd be up to punishing them but if not she would just pay attention to the 6'4 titan that was their instructor taking her place next to a guy who was a sophomore while Jones turned his attention towards a slender looking gent who just so happens to be the very same kid she had seen earlier on today and wanted to keep an eye on. 'Way to go Tah.' she'd silently cheered to herself slightly relieved that she wouldn't have to go too far to find the kid but she could also could see through the body language he was giving off that something was up as Jones proceeded to lay into him with the insults when telling him to sit with the rest of them. Something even she knew wasn't necessary to a degree thus prompting her to make her way through thr group in attempt to reach him and if successful she would extend her right arm forward and try to place her hand on his left shoulder before whispering these words into his ear, "Relax kid, this guy's nothing more than a big bag hot air you probably could take him down in ten minutes tops." If these words were be acknowledged and asked just was she the silver haired beauty would go on to make introductions. "Tahira...Tahira Whitefeather, I just transferred in today from Big Rock High School out in the Skylands. Pleasure to meet you." She smiled in the hopes of gaining the younger Wolfblood's trust long enough to find out more about him something she knew was rare with their kind as Jones went on to explain that they would wait for others to join them first before beginning their first session of what seemed like the second half of the year. But if not she would casually retract her hand lower her arm to her side and remain quiet unless spoken to by anyone else in the class.

Jin: "Man Oh man not again.." Zachariah said walking into gym class it was another day at the zoo in his mind, to be very honest all he wanted to do was smoke a blunt to the face but he couldn't have that seeing he had already smoked the rest of the weed he had on him meaning he was dry till he went home or bumped into Sayid. Rubbing the back of his head as he made his way into the room he had saw Mike the kid he was being bullied on the first day of school he then noticed a female over across the room : Well hello nurse..: He said to himself but Zach wasn't the hollering type...Well he was he just didn't do it unless he was high or really fucked up. Hearing the loud voice of Mr. Jones Zach followed in line looking at the tall teach, he heard about him being champ 10 years ago by was beaten by that Keyth character someone Zach didn't know or really care about it he was in diapers by the time this was happening he thought to himself. He saw the exchange between Jones and Mike and chuckled to himself man Mike had a lot to learn he needed to be more firm oh well who's Zach kidding he would of done the same thing. Jones was a Terry cruise in the face motherfucker Zach began to wonder how long it takes him to brush his teeth with with that big ass gap he had, :Man I could swipe 14 master cards through that shit, He'd prob even make a good staple remover Buck tooth looking motherfucker: If anyone would notice Zach would have the only smile on his face but on the inside he was dying of laughter that Mr. Jones hairlines was crazy too: Bruh... why he comes out like that HAHAHAHA Yo are those GUnit sneakers my god I need to film this shit..:

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Mike would have turned his head over to the female whom addressed herself to him. Tahira, this was my first time meeting her. Even back then she seemed a bit stern despite her kind demeanor. She didn't have the slightest idea as to how important she was going to be in the battles to come. But then again... neither did I " Sup... my names Michael, friends call me Mike. You new i haven't seen you before. " He said to her only to get interrupted by Mr. Jones whom began to speak loud enough for the rest of the class of 10 to hear him. " LISTEN UP... " He said pacing back and forth as he'd tie a headband around his dome. " WERE PAIRING UP IN THREES FOR NOW. We'll be starting things off with small mock fights. First up, Zach and Mike. The winner of the one round exchange stays up here, and fights the other i pick of my choosing. " Jones said as he walked to the other side of ring. " M-ME!? " Mike said as his eyes went wide, looking over at the white haired Zach would cause Mike to gulp. " Ok... yeah, sure guess I'm up then! " Mike said in his jogging pants as he stood fixing the bandages around his hands, stepping into the ring by sliding under the turn buckle and giving a light smirk at Jones whom responded with another ill intended scowl. Giving Mike a pair of red gloves with a blue padded helmet and giving Zach a purple one with the same equipment shortly after the two would have stepped into the ring. Zach would have been able to sniff out Mike as a Wolfblood the moment they had been 3 feet from each other. Keen Warlocks senses were good enough to sniff the dogs out quite easily, however how Zach chose to act out on this fact would be up to him and him alone. " Guessing you won't take it easy on a beginner right? " Mike said as he awkwardly smiled placing the mouth guard into his mouth and walking to his side of the ring. ' I'm gonna die im gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die, i don't wanna die! ' his heart began to pound as it raced itself. Beating its drumming rhythm while it sat within the Pitt of his chest. " GET READY..." Jones said as he stepped to another corner of the ring. "..... TOUCH GLOVES..." He said in that blasting voice that made Mike jump a bit. Walking into the middle of the ring he'd press his right hand out in hopes of touching gloves with Zach. Once and when this deed had been done would be the only time Jones would ignite the small mock battle for its start. " BEGINNNNN!!!!!! " Mike would have taken a step back putting his guard up as he readied himself for the throw-down! He wouldn't even have noticed but depending on where Cho had been... he'd feel it to. That Synergy that powered the both of them the day they were attacked by Blo'Ro and his gang. His eyes shifting into a bright gold for a meer second before they simmered back down to the original mint green to symbolize his mental pyschy connecting just a bit with his best friends. Meaning that Cho hadn't been that far off from where Mike had been right now! Due to this, Mike would have placed both of his arms up in a simple boxing stance... his muscles would tense in the core but relax around his arms to show an unknown level of experience.  " Lets do this..."

The Silver Haired Noble: "Sup...my name's Michael, friends call me Mike. You new I have seen you before." She heard him say after she'd introduced herself, Tahira literally feeling the raw power this kid had through her touch just radiating from his pores. 'An unchecked power like this could be either a problem or an asset whichever one it is we'll see.' she'd told herself as she retracted her hand just as Mr. Jones spoke once more in a octative loud enough to wake the dead as he pace back and forth in front of them preparing him for what seemed like run in the ring. "LISTEN UP...WE'RE PAIRING UP IN THREES FOR NOW. First up, Zach and mike. The winner of round one's exchange stays up here, and fights the other of my choosing." The titan goes on to say walking to other end on the ring as if to observe the events. Upon the mention of the white haired male as Mike's opponent Tahira would give a quick glance in his direction, as even in mist of the scent heavy sweat and other bad b.o. trailing off from the upper classmen working out upstairs she could still smell the rank scent of the Warlocks' mutatagen oozing out of someone in the place. Or in this case coming from Zach's general direction. 'First that chick in that other class now this, I mean FUCK what is this a Warlock infestation or something?' the look on Tahira's face reflecting how annoyed she was becoming with the situation just a bit once she began to divert her gaze back to Mike, who was a completely scene shitless at the ideal of taking to mat with the guy. Another fact she didn't need to sniff out to even know as his body language said it all in addition to Jones' scowl. "You'd think this guy would be used to getting a lightweight or two every year." She'd say to the guy Mike was standing next to a little while ago, the gent slightly agreeing with her there whilst they both would watch both boys suit up in gloves and helmets before entering the ring. Tahira focusing her golden orbs in specifically in on the two as she was aware that if the silver haired fellow was indeed one of the Warlocks that this little spar would and could gravitate into an all out battle of survival for them both. 'Which will you choose?' Tah thought the creed of the Warlocks "Hunt those who hunt us..." suddenly taking root in her mind a concept she had reputably argued over and over again with others when she was in their ranks held a double meaning. As those they hunted did have a right to fight to protect their own right to existence too in this world. The sound of Mike's erratic heart beats interrupting her thoughts on this just long enough for her to see him move dead center of the ring as Jones declared, "GET READY..." moving to another section of ring. Mike's nervousness about the whole situation becoming very apparent to Tahira here as the silver haired like out a sigh shaking her head, her golden orbs lowering for moment still hearing Jones speak out for them both to touch gloves. An exchange quite that possibly had taken place whist her eyes were still closed as Jones went on the declare the match underway. But it was the slight shift in the air the would Tahira to suddenly jerk them open, her gaze looking up at the two as Mike's demeanor and posture had done a completely 360 in context as he moved to stand in a traditional but basic boxing stance, each muscle in his body tensed to a core and ready for anything with the exception of the biceps and forearms. Which could only mean one thing....at least in her eyes. The proud beast inside of him, his wolf was running the show now. "Well now this show just got even more interesting." It was a statement that any who'd heard her say it might've agreed on as the stage had been set for one very awesome match up.

Uub:  PIercing red hues fell within a river of a ghastly white upon the opening of flustered naked olive hued eyelids. His breath would have fell stale - but highly taunted by the sudden hit’s of soles of feet upon the dense interior of a an incriminating onyx black marble floor. Upon, lifting his head from the weight of his red wood desk, which was riddled with deep marks and scratchings; some making out names while other remained imprints of the wasted juice of a minty-fresh, hinged to it’s core with the slightest touch of a greenland breeze aftertaste, WinterMist gum. He’d realize not a soul had been upon him. Leaving him to be confronted by the  dense echoes of a brittled silence and the unpleasant smell of teenage odor. His jaw - falling behind as it too been a sleep - still briefly holding on from the base of Toni’s upper jaw - recreating the fall of Simba at the gapes of Mufasa’s claw.

A brief yawn crept through the firm and silky gent of his round, flaring rose colored lips as a brief tired drag riddled his skin flailing beneath his eyelids. “ What time is it ? “ He softly said before setting his hellish flame of a gaze upon the hands of a clock, next class had already begun  and he was in no hurry to get there. Simply, because the statement “ I don’t care.” was a brief undermining remark  which paled in comparison of how he truly felt. Words, couldn't quite explain it - It was more so better stated with a series of offensive and derogatory gestures and actions. Tobi crept the empty halls, of the school. His shoes slightly , tapping the floor creating an ominous sound that he insured all who remained in the shadow of these halls felt no greater than a critter enshrouded to it’s hole briefly waiting  until the predator passes.

Tobi, dragged the night of his jam pack backpack alone the encrusted floors, just before he reached the classroom which been in the midst of a session he too didn’t really care for. Tobi wasn’t as psyched for boxing as he use to because it lost it’s touch - atleast thats what his father says. It was simply something he did to stay under cover - not something he’d been interested in further advancing in. Upon, meeting the classroom he would of simply slid pass the rookies only to have made his way into the classroom dressing himself in Boxing attire.  White shorts with hints of Red reanimating the outlines of the shorts while slightly touching Tobi’s full name, it matched the hue of red upon his socks which slightly osculated the flaps of his athletic white air forces he’d put on in exchange of his Nike Back to the Futures.

Tobi removing his shirt - only to have every brief hint of bulging imprint excruciating from his muscles dealt with. His naked olive skin, which encased the chiseled format of his  rounded shoulders and speed bump orientated deltoids would have resembled the sight of molten rocks at the ongoing presence of a Hawaiian volcano, ignited to it’s core as it remained in its discretion of superiority over its next upcoming wave of lava. Tobi, throwing a white towel over his shoulder braced his hand over a bottle of water as flaring red Boxing gloves hung loosely over his neck. He’d take a quick sip before making his way towards a speed bag - turning his gaze towards his brother who’d been in middle of a match Tobi knew he’d win despite him being soft it was a must for those of Mercury blood to win, no matter the odds.

Jin: The moment they shared the same ring Zach eyes widen a bit noticing his scent he did not wish it to be true Mike was a nobody he kept to himself he was that kid that everyone expected to have a gun in his bookbag but this he was a wolf. : No..Fuck! Mike is a cool kid why why!: Zach begun to think inside his head about this whole situation he didn't want to kill the kid he stood silent the whole time even though he didn't like it; it was the fucking rules his father and brother followed speaking of the devil Tobi had walked in putting more pressure on to him as he could already tell Tobi could sense Mike from a mile away, he was good at these things once Mike came towards to touch gloves he knew he was going to have to put his all in this spar. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL2ZwXj1tXM -- Song) The moment they touched gloves Zach looked over to Mike before whispering these words to him. " Im sorry bro.." WHAM Extending his left arm with his right protecting his facial area Zach sent a quick jab towards Mike's chest with enough force to knock the air out of Mike the impact could of been heard throughout the boxing gym if it had connected. If it had connected Zach had then attempted to pull his left back to the position his right was in to send his right with the same force but this time towards Mike's face aiming to knock the kid back into the robes without enough force to give the kid whiplash. As Zach sent these attacks in the back of his mind he was just thinking of what Tobi or the rest would be saying would they plan to kill Mike? He was just a kid just like him what if he didn't ask for this? It was fucking unfair! Just watching Zach movements one could tell he was fighting his own demons and if a person really knew Zach they could easily tell by how calm and quite he was he didn't even speak keeping his guard up if his attack would of landed he would of shake his fist gloved awaiting for Mike to come at him now bringing both hands blocking his facial and chest area. His feet moving in a steady motion his eyes would be set on Mike but in Zach eyes it was everything that bothered him his family issues, his work, hell everything that pissed him off was right in front of Zach right now as he stood calm awaiting for Mike.

Jus' Keyo: 'HERE IT COMES, IM READY FOR THIS!!!  ' Mike said as began to shift his shoulders only for... this to happen. THUMMMMM!!!! The first impact blasted Mikes head back causing him to stagger as the strke met his chest! " Hngh! " He couldn't react fast enough as the white haired rival known as Zach blasted anohter punch outwards this time impacting itself right into the depths of Mikes Nose and mouth causing blood to spurt from his lips along with a sloo of spitt! As Mike fell back onto the mat knocked the fuck out. (
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His head spun rapidly before he hit the mat with a hard thud. ' Christ... you suck. ' A voice said in the back of Mikes head which he considered had been this white haired version of himself that he keeps on seeing. The other kids began to laugh as Zach finished Mike off fairly easily. " Pitiful. " Jones said as he shook his head before he kicked Mike out of the ring. " Zach and Tobi, Tobi get in the ring. Spar with your brother for awhile. I see now that everyone else here is more then likely gonna be like this scrub here. Well... maybe not as bad as him but you get it. Do some reps, hit the weights for 15 then i'll have you all partner up on the speed bags. " Jones said before blowing his whistle, not even bothering to help get Mike up. So Yeah... im a late bloomer. Even with my werewolf powers which only worked when they wanted to during this time, didn't make me some kinda super hero over night. I had my moments with it back then. What, did you think this was some spiderman stuff? Get bit by a radioactive werewolf and get powers? Yeah whatever dude. In the start of things? I was still bitch mike. I just had claws( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NfC-H2AhLNI ) " Christ..." Mike said holding his broken nose, but he could feel it slowly mending itself which was freaking him out. He began to panic when he felt his bones shift back into place and within seconds he was healed. " Gotta get used to this werewolf crap..." He said under his breathe as he sat down on a bench, pressing the white rag to his nose and face to clean off any blood. " Guy hit like a brick wall. Man, i felt the power like I did when we fought Blo'Ro but i couldn't use it this time. I dont get it, these stupid powers only work when they wanna..." Mike said talking to himself, looking up to see the upperclassmen working out.

The Silver Haired Noble: Tahira watched in dismay mixed with a hint of horror and disappointment as Mike's opponent thrusts his left arm forward, his target being the teen's head before retracting it back and sending his right forward in a more direct motion towards the face. A move Tahira noted that any fighter of even the lowest of caliber could dodge with ease given the nimble nature of their feet, and how fast their reaction time was to each of given blows. But oh not this one, not only was he not able to defend himself from in the basics of the attack but also unable to utilize even a inch of the natural defenses that came with him being a wolf from the start. Another fact that made Tahira almost want bury her head in her chest from embarrassment the moment Zach's fist connected with second hit mostly causing the boy to see stars as he fell back onto the mat. Needless to say he was out cold. And entire class literally dying of laughter. "Pitiful." Tah heard Jones say over the stray giggles of the other kids the titan shaking his head as if outta utter disappointment. Though in truth she could relate in more words than one as Mike was kicked out of the ring that was pretty pathetic to the point that even her wolf with its raging ass was even laughing itself silly inside the mental cords of her mind.... 'Great that bitch is up.\*' She groaned the thought of two battles happening at a time like this really making her wonder if taking on a new student was good ideal right now. 'But then again I've made great ones from worst off than this one and in worst conditions too. So might as well get this show on the road.'\* She tells herself as the silver haired beauty uses her hands to push up from her seat onto her feet as Jones gave the class its workout regime for the day then blew a cord on his whistle telling everyone to get to it. Tahira quickly turning the direction of the mat where their instructor had pushed him out at the making her way over to him as he'd come to some how in the mist of all of noise. Her keen ears picking up on the comment he made about his abilities working when they choose to and not as she did so, and some part of herself wanting to tell him the truth behind that but this wasn't exactly the best place to do that. Tah pausing in her steps once she was close enough range to him to extend her right hand downwards in an attempt to help him up from the ground. "You okay, Mike? Nothing's broken is it?" She asked, the tone in her voice being of genuine concern the same as the look on her face as she waited on him to grip her with his own before trying to help him up. But if he chose not to take it and got up on his own Tahira would add, "That was good for your first try at least you got in the ring most folks I know would've ran for it just looking at the mat." Trying her best to lighten the mood a little here. "And despite everything including what Mr. Jones thinks, that is a good thing it means that you aren't afraid and want to learn too. Just keep at it and don't let anybody stop you but in the meantime we'd best get going and join the others before Jones gets into our asses." She states turning on her heels to head towards the weight area where the rest of the class was already hard at work on the reps that were ordered.

Kin/Mike: Turning his attention over to the tanned skin girl he'd squint his eyes a bit. She was pretty... she looked foreign and her scent was strange. It wasn't a bad one, it was kind of sweet. But potent to, so in a sense it signified strength. Something that Mike picked up with his instincts alone. " Isn't the first time i took a hard punch. Won't be the last, I'll be fine. No worries. " Mike said crossing his arms as he eyed the female over a bit before he turned his head around to see all of the guys working out in the gym amongst each other. " I gotta say... It kind of sucks. I thought i'd do better at this class this year. My grandma's been saying that she wants to move me to another school in one of the upper districts. She says I'm not all the fit for this place. I'm starting to believe her. " Mike said smiling from ear to ear before he'd stand back up to his full height. He made his way over to a weight station getting under the bar and pressing both hands against the cool steel. Jones walked behind him and nodded his head towards Tahira. " Spot the runt. " He said to the female, asking for her to make sure the bar didn't drop on Mikes throat killing himself. " Were gonna see your Max weight. Then I can see what I'm working with here, and to root out just how far gone you truly are. " Jones said to Mike as he put 85lbs on the bar. " Get it up punk. " Jones said sternly. Mike would have nodded before easily picking the weight up and then doing one press and racking it back up again.

(
https://youtu.be/Iof5pRAIZmw "  Ok, 95. " Jones said this time, only for Mike to lift the weight once again. At this angle ( If Tahira had been spotting him ) He could catch other scents, she smelt... cleaner then the other girls in Kasaihana high. Unused almost... if that makes any since. About 5 more minutes of this, Jones would have been standing with his mouth wide open as he watched Mike lift up... 300lbs above his head. Most of the class had been in shock from the sheer sight before them. " Jesus... how can this runt..." Jones said blinking as Mike continued to hold up the 300lb weights with ease. "Hm, cool! " My Strength was the only wolfblood trait that seemed to have a continuous level in the start of things. I wasn't all that fast until i'd shift. And my senses were lack-luster in my human form back then. But my strength? I was always strong. I can at least give myself that. " ALRIGHT RUNT... PUT 400LBS ON THE BAR!" " But Trainer Jones!? That'll kill him! " " JUST DO IT!" He said as it'd take two students just to load the weight bar up for Mike to use it. The rest of the class had been silent at this point as Mike stared at the 400lb weight bar in front of him. Looking over to Tahira he'd nod his head to her. " You ready? " He said in terms of her spotting him, even though... if he couldn't lift this thing, it'd take almost the whole class just to get it off of Mikes broken throat ( Or so he thought. Seeming he didn't know she's a Wolfblood. ) " HNG! "Mike grunted as he pulled the weight up inch by inch, his teeth gritted and his arm shook from the pressure! ' C'mon... C'mon! ' Mike said to himself as he began to lift the bar into the air slowly as he pulled it away from his chest. " HHHHHHHHAGGGHH!!!" Mike said shouting at the top of his lungs as his eyes shifted from green to gold for a brief second and he'd blast the bar up so high that it SMASHED!! into the roof, caving itself within the steel tiles of the roofs holdings. " Dear god..." Jones said blinking before he leaped backwards pushing 5 kids out of the way to dodge the falling weights that caved into the floor with a hard crash.

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Meanwhile... a light clapping could be heard across the room of the gym that would break the shocking silence from before. " Bravo Mr.Allen. See what happens when you eat all three of your meals children? Breakfast is a large key in your day. It makes you big and strong like Mr.Allen. " Mad Dog said as he pulled his top-hat off to greet the other students. " Zach, are you present? The principal wishes to see you. " Most of the school knew Mad dog as the new assistant principal 'Dog. And that was pretty much it, this was the first time he had openly made himself present to the other students before. " Come now, we must not keep him waiting. " Mad Dog said walking out of the door way as he made his way to the office first giving himself a head-start.

Jin:  Once Allen was knocked out by his first two strikes Zach wanted to kick himself in the ass for that he allowed his anger to overcome him and looked what happened Mike was hurt, he didn't even mean to do that much damage he looked around the ring seeing some of the class mates speaking towards him. Sayid: DAYUM BRUH you fucked that little nigga up Random Class mate: You hit that nigga with the hot fire bro : Yo Zach you should invest in becoming a bully you got the hands for one..: Hearing all these comments caused Zach to feel even more bad he had walked over to Allen placing his hand out as a sign of respect " My bad man.. Im really sorry." before Zach got a chance to finish he heard, "Zach, are you present? The principal wishes to see you." Hearing Mad Dog Zach had raised his hand up high while he was still in the ring hearing this Sayid had came over to Zach as he exited out the ring : BRO you think they found the weed stash? Hurry give me all your clips..: " Nah Im clean right now just a bit buz I dont think they caught on just yet." : Well let me walk with you I hate this class anyway.: Walking out the class with Sayid Zach had made his way to the principal office knocking on the door first if no one would answer he had just walked in himself telling Sayid to wait for him there, as he would walk into the office he would call out for someone.  " Anyone home?"

The Silver Haired Noble: " Isn't the first time i took a hard punch. Won't be the last, I'll be fine. No worries. " Tahira heard Mike say folding one arm over the other as he proceeding to cross them over his chest, giving her the once over with his eyes. Something she knew most guys did do at least once or twice when they first encountered her, although it did still piss her off cause some did take that shit a little too far. It also made her wonder just how many knockouts did this kid take in his lifetime to make him brush it off so easily too as he went on to add,  " I gotta say... It kind of sucks. I thought i'd do better at this class this year. My grandma's been saying that she wants to move me to another school in one of the upper districts. She says I'm not all the fit for this place. I'm starting to believe her." Tah watched as Mike went to stand back up to his full height again after hearing this from him. It was true that none of the wolfbloods really fit in, in a place like this with all of it skyscrapers and other oddities but apparently most were making the best outta it. "Or maybe you need to find some kids who are really more....you know like you...and who share the same interests as you do." she'd say walking along side him in the direction of the weight station before watching Mike get under the bar and place both hands on the steel bar overhead. Their instructor walking up not longer after he had done so, his head lowering in a nod in her general direction before hearing him ask her to spot for Mike to make sure that he didn't at least drop the damn thing onto his neck or something. Tahira would return gesture with ease walking around the back of the beach and waited for Mike to mount the weights up onto each side of the bar. While Jones explained just what they were doing here to Mike. " Were gonna see your Max weight. Then I can see what I'm working with here, and to root out just how far gone you truly are. " The bar being first set to 85lbs by what would seem like her first new found friend and Jones ordering him to get it up which even with Tahira spotting him and helping him place the bar back onto the rack Mike could do with ease. "Ok, 95." Jones said this time, and yet again even with aid this was breeze for the kid. A fact that even Tah knew all too well herself, that odious stench she had smelt earlier when outside of the school starting to formulate itself again but this time it was gaining momentum as if it were heading in their general direction. Which in truth had started to make the silver haired beauty's face frown up as Jones went on with this routine of adding pound after pound of weights onto the barbell only to have Mike lift each and every one down then up over his head all the way to 300lbs worth, Tahira slightly showing off herself just a little here as most girls could even pick up a bar with that much on it let alone spot a guy who could press it as the rest of their peers looked on in disbelief right along with Mr. Jones. " Jesus... how can this runt..." he attempted to say but was at a lost for words. Tahira on the other hand would proceed to take the bar from Mike's hands and carefully place it on the bar shaking her head. "You'd think he'd get a clue huh?" she say to Mike, giggling a little looking at the teacher having a mental break down as he if he were trying to pull out the hair that he did have on his head.

"ALRIGHT RUNT... PUT 400LBS ON THE BAR!" " But Trainer Jones!? That'll kill him! " " JUST DO IT!" Now for Tah this was just a tad bit overkill and to be honest very dangerous in regards to their survival, being seeing as their teach was such a sore looser and always had to be right she'd take a step back and let the two students load the weights onto the bar before retaking her place behind the bench as the rest of the class falls silent. With his gaze onto her Tahira would hear Mike ask her if she was ready to which she would reply, "Ready as I'll ever be." as she bent her knees low enough to where she could grasp the handle of the bar before helping to lift it from the racks, and pretending to struggle with it some before allowing Mike full advantage to lower it despite her hands remaining on the bar as a fail safe if anything indeed were to go wrong. The white haired beauty could hear the him grunting as he fought to push the weight up inch by inch, part of herself slightly pissed that she was even actually letting him do this when she was supposed to be...well protecting him from crazy shit like this whilst the other knew she could very well babysit him all day long...now could she? As tension continued to mount in the air the smell she kept on coming upon was really starting to get to her, so much so that when Mike did finally push up Tahira missed it as she immediately turned away to deal with the bout of nausea she was feeling only to hear the roof being smashed in by something, caving it in. The steel beams and other parts of its holdings starting to fall into the place, Tahira course immediately placing the weight into her legs before lunging herself backwards in a series of several flips before coming out in barrel roll onto the floor just barely escaping the destruction and yes even the weight itself as it hit the ground with a loud crash. " Dear god..." Jones said was all that she could Jones say as he moved backwards pushing several students out of the way.

"God is an understatement, Mr. Jones." Tahira said rather bluntly to the teacher as she unfurled herself from the ball she was in, the light sounds of someone clapping breaking what should have been the most epic day in the school's history. "Bravo Mr. Allen. See what happens when you eat all three of your meals children? Breakfast is a large key in your day. It makes you big and strong like Mr. Allen. " a male voice would say from across the room prompting her to look up in order to see its owner as the scent that was making her so sick was most definitely coming from them, only find man dressed up in all green a hat to match in which he'd tip to greeting herself and the other students before going to ask,  " Zach, are you present? The principal wishes to see you. " Tahira personally getting nothing but evil vibes from this one as most of the others went back to doing what they were doing before some even eyeing the man as if they knew just who he was. While she on the other hand looked on clueless a little. " Come now, we must not keep him waiting. " Tah would hear him say again before making his way out the door first into the hall with Zach following at a close second as she immediately gets up from the floor onto her feet in order to have a bit of a Q & A with the rest of her 'classmates' and teacher as it were. "Just who in the hell was that guy?" she asked kinda outloud.

King Kailoo: As Zach had been escorted towards the principals office. Mad Dog whom had been infront of him, would soon come to a stop. Turning his head back to give a stare onto the hallway that casted itself a good few feet. It had been vacant, empty due to the students all being in there classes for the time being. " Here we are. " He said once the two of them had made it into the prinicpals office. " Take a seat. " He said to Zach before locking the door and taking a seat at the desk infront of the white haired young man. " Hello Zach once again. I'm Mr. Dog, the new Assisstant principal. Its quite nice to meet you. I have but a few questions and i'll let you go about on your way. " He said smiling from ear to ear as as he leaned back in the large chair. The office was filled with boxes of papers and the such and it all seemed rather normal. Keyword being 'seemed. ' " Im aware of your academic scores, not the best but... not the worst. Im sure you have a promising future ahead of you. And I bet your families really proud of you. Speaking of your family, they consist of Tobi, Alice, the other Zack boy, Hm... Zane was it? And one more. He's new however, I haven't even had proper chance to meet him. Family as big as yours. Surely as its secrets. " Mad Dog said firmly. " Tell me everything you know. About every kid in the school that has a super-power. And You can be right on your way back to class. Quick fast and in a hurry. "

JTodd: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEhE09H54BE )
Inside of the Office of Kasaihana High School, a new student sits on the bench outside of the Principles office. The new transfer comes from Russia, getting into the country on an educational visa that allows him to get a higher education here than in his home country of the motherland. The boy is a rather large and muscular male, wearing black shoes with blue jeans and a black T-shirt that form fits around to the muscles of his upper body. On his left wrist is a band that has a “M” stamped in the center that he places with using the index finger of his right hand. Short black hair is combed to the side in a form of comb over hair style that allows a few strands of hair to fall over his forehead while he looks down to gaze at the M on his bracelet.

After waiting a few minutes, the door opens up to reveal Principal Nohara who waves at him motion him towards the office, “Come on in, Son. This will only take a few minutes.”

This brings the young man to look up and reveal the strong jawline features and smooth caramel tanned skin tone. Mesmerizingly deep iceberg blue hues stare back towards the principal for a few seconds before he stands up to reveal his somewhat tall five foot ten inch demeanor.
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He walks into the office and takes a seat at the chair across from the desk while the Principal sits down in his own swivel chair, beginning to look through the paperwork for this student. “What’s your name again, Son? We have a lot of new transfers coming in this year.” He asks while fumbling through the pile of paper work on his desk.

The boy looks up and him and begins to speak with a soft but deep tone of voice, “Adonis…” He pauses a few seconds before speaking his last name, as if it is somewhat troubling to say, “Adonis…Reanseur.” After speaking, he looks away for a moment while adjusting himself on the chair that he sits on.

“Well Adonis we are happy to have you here at Kasaihana High School. Being given an Educational Visa is a very special privilege that very few people are able to receive in today’s day and age. Do you have any goals coming into this?” He asks with an optimistic tone, eager to hear a very academic response.

At that question Adonis comes to remember a conversation…well rather a scolding he had received from his mother back in Russia about what he needed to do with his life.

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Outside of their small home in Russia, from their backyard they have a small patio that overlooks the bright Russian mountain landscape. Adonis’ mother Molly had always deemed it a place of peace and tranquility. The kind of place someone would come to so they can just get away from the everyday life. Wearing a sweater with yoga pants and boots, she holds a cup of coffee in her left hand while her right hand hangs down by her side. Attached to her right hand is a small tube that is attached to a needle that is placed in her arm that protrudes into her veins. Following the tube from her arm it is connected to a liquid medicine that she had received from her doctors towards the disease that has been plaguing her ever since she left Kasaihana City five years before this.

Adonis stands behind her, a young teenager just getting into his high school studies in Mother Russia. Hearing the feet of her large son dig into the Russian snow, she turns around and the wind catches her long pink hair to reveal the side of her face with matching electric blue hues to stare into her son’s own eyes.
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With a weak tone of voice she asks her son, “Just promise me that no matter what happens…You will get into a great college and make a life for yourself that your mother could never have…So you can be happy and live a life you love…”

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Without even realizing it he whispers, “I promise…” completely zoned out to the fact that the principal is still waiting to hear a response from Adonis.

“What was that?” The Principal asks with a rather confused look on his face.

That brings Adonis to flash a pretty boy smile that lets his ivory teeth sparkle like a star before he says, “I am here to get into College, Sir.” He finally gives the answer the Principal wants to hear.

“Atta’ boy, Adonis. You keep that mindset and I am sure the scholarships will be coming in soon enough. Well here is your schedule for the year.” He informs Adonis as he hands him a piece of paper that gives a read out of all his classes.

Adonis is excited to see music class is on his schedule. “Thank you. What period are we in now?” He asks while continuing to read over the paper.

The Principal looks down at his watch and gives a quick reply towards Adonis’ schedule. “It looks like you are in Boxing class right now, Adonis. Keep your head on a swivel, Mr. Jones is not one to be taken lightly.”

“Duly noted, Sir.” Adonis says before making his exit from the office and making his way down towards the hallways of the school to get to the boxing class.

While leaving the office he comes to see someone being escorted to the office by a much larger gentleman. Adonis doesn’t think much of it and he continues on his merry way to where he needs to be going. Once he makes his way to the designated room, he walks in to see that all of the students are doing some form of boxing related activity, obvious towards the name of the class. To be polite and not barge in or interrupt something that may be taking place in the room, he uses his middle knuckle to tap on the doorway to hopefully get the instructors attention or even a senior student who could help get him underway on what needs to be done.

If anyone were to respond to his entrance, Adonis would give a polite greeting, “uh, Hi there…I’m your Russian Transfer student…Am I too late to hop in today’s work?” He asks with a somewhat upbeat attitude towards the idea of training with other people.

Jin:  " Tell me everything you know. About every kid in the school that has a super-power. And You can be right on your way back to class. Quick fast and in a hurry. " Zach looked up to Mad dog with an shocking expression but still remained calm how did he know about this? And why him out of everyone man he always gets the crazy ones. "Wait..Superpowers? You mean like in the comics? Well I know Kenji got an Captain Jin comic in his bookbag.. Come on your not serious right?" Zach said in his calm tone he wanted to get this over with this guy had literary called out every member in the Warlocks he knew something more than he was allowing Zach to know so Zach kept his his normal asshole/Joking expression to see how far he could push Mad dog till he could get some information out of him it was a smart tacit Zach learned growing up with a brother like Tobi. "Excuse Mr. Mad dog why are you so interested in some of the classmates anyway? What is your angle? in all of this I know your the assisstant principal and all but from experience Principal dont really trap students inside their office?" Zach said regarding him locking the door on his way in this was getting werid seeing he could of spoke to him when he was in class he had waited till they were alone this caused Zach to but on his guard eyeing the room before looking at Mad dog with confidence " Well teach? It's your turn to answer questions"

King Kailoo: As Zach retorts back to Mad Dogs questions. He couldn't help but smirk at his comment about locking the doors. Hitting a button hidden from under the desk that had been hidden from Zach's view as clamps of metal locks would have wrapped around his wrists that kept him secure to the chair and a purple gas would emit from the vents outside of the room. All the while Mad Dog would have hit another button parallel to the one he just hit which would have caused the floor they had been on in the room to latch itself and the room that Mad Dog and Zach would have been in one would have began to decent into the ground. Going down what appeared to be a Dark Tunnel of some sort. The purple smoke had been Mad Dogs Chi nullifer condensed into a smoke. It cost money to have it made into a frequency range like he did in the past. And he didn't have that kind of money right now, even with the government backing him up.

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It would have seemed like the two of them would have been on the decent to hell itself as the room continued to go further and further down. Going 30 feet almost! Mad dog would finally stand , the green lights flashing behind had been mechanisms connecting to the tunnel he had installed here. Standing up to his full height he'd take grip to his hat before he began to speak again.

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" I don't have time to play games with you child. We both know that nose of yours can pick up the scent of any supernatural you come across. All you had to do was answer me honestly. I truly hate liars. But perhaps... you can make it up to me. " He said cracking his neck left to right. " Zach my boy. Are you familiar with the Art of Torture? " He said grinning from ear to ear as they finally descended into the dark room that Mad Dog had installed. What Zach would had been able to see... were other students around his age pinned up to the wall like some sick gallery. They had all been stiched together. Some of them had even still been alive... bleeding from there mouths. While a few of them had been missing eyes, leaving large gaping eye holes in there heads. Mad Dog would have walked across the room before he pulled his black gloves onto his hands turning his head back around to look at Zach. " Torture is the act of deliberately inflicting physical or psychological pain on an organism in order to fulfil some desire of the torturer or compel some action from the victim. Torture, by definition, is a knowing and intentional act; deeds which unknowingly or negligently inflict pain without a specific intent to do so are not typically considered torture. Torture has been carried out or sanctioned by individuals, groups, and states throughout history from ancient times to modern day, and forms of torture can vary greatly in duration from only a few minutes to several days or longer. Reasons for torture can include punishment, revenge, political re-education, deterrence, interrogation or coercion of the victim or a third party, or simply the sadistic gratification of those carrying out or observing the torture. The need to torture another is thought to be the result of internal psychological pressure in the psyche of the torturer. The torturer may or may not intend to kill or injure the victim, but sometimes torture is deliberately fatal and can precede a murder or serve as a form of capital punishment. In other cases, the torturer may be indifferent to the condition of the victim. Alternatively, some forms of torture are designed to inflict psychological pain or leave as little physical injury or evidence as possible while achieving the same psychological devastation. Depending on the aim, even a form of torture that is intentionally fatal may be prolonged to allow the victim to suffer as long as possible. " Satan incarnate said as he grinned sickly from ear to ear back at Zach. " Dont bother using that Warlock strength of yours here... that Kid over there was an Onihoruda. Way stronger then you. " He said pointing to some random kid in the room. " Believe it or not..." Mad Dog said walking over to the corpse on the wall, touching the nubs where his hands had once been. " He bit his own hands off. It's amazing to see how far we will go in terms of survival. I watched him, it was invigorating! Quite Marvelous indeed. Would you like to try so for yourself as well Zach? " He said snickering to himself as he glared back at the young warlock with glowing gold eyes.

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King Kailoo: Mike would have been taking a few hits at the bags. Trying to get used to the combonation that cho had taught him. " One, two, one two. " He kept saying to himself. He had been throwing the punches wrong, and an experinced fighter would be able to take note of this quite easily. Jones would have shook his head before he looked Adonis up and down only to turn his gaze back over to Mike. " Russian? Yeah all you dudes can throw down. You see that Kid over there? His names Mike he's strong as shit. The kid just maxed 400lbs. But he cant fight for shit. Dont ask me how that works, but for some reason it does. I got a strange feeling about you. Go do some warm ups with him and the New girl Tahira. Your both new... so you three could link up or something. " Jones said with his booming voice. Mike had heard the conversation though, still not quite used to these new powers that seem to work on and off when they wanted to. " Tahira... im not getting it right. Here you try the bag out for a bit. " He said sliding his hands through his brown locks of hair as he took hold of the boxing bag so she could give it a few punches. Little did he know... that the female he had just volunteered to spot for. Could not only punch through this bag... but through him as well. Showing restraint here would be a testiment of her own control over her abilites. " Hey... Tahira? This is strange of me to ask. Do you believe in monsters, and magic. Stuff like that? I'm just asking you know! I mean i dont believe in that stuff hehehhehe- unless of course.... YOU believe in it. Then i mean yeah maybe i believe in it to. " Mike said rubbing the back of his neck before he took grip of the large red punching bag.

Jin: Once the latch had trapped Zach inside the chair he sat in the Warlock attempted to burst out of there like a bat outta hell but was then depowered by the strange gas his lungs inhaled. Cough\*Cough\*Cough Just then the ground had opened up from below which began to elevate Mad Dog and Zach down to the lower level of what seemed to be his torture room. He stared at all the other victims and swallowed hard but even in this moment Zach couldn't snitch that would make him worst than scum something he didn't believe in if he couldn't tell his best friend Sayid about his business he sure in no type of way was going to tell Mr. Tall dark and scary "Wow you get all this on a teacher salary bravo Dog.. I can call you Dog right?" Zach said giving his fuck off attitude as always whenever he was in a dangerous situation he used jokes to calm himself down if it wasn;t for that he would be in a lot of trouble. He tried to look for a way out but there was nothing he could use the only good thing about this was he was high so whatever he attempted to do to him he had hoped his high would numb the pain. Then hearing Mad Dog go on and on by torture really got him tight like it was blowing his like dead ass if he was going to do it he should already start to be honest he felt tortured already hearing him talk. He just went on and on like a broken record actually a broken record sounds a lot better than this big headed loser. " Bruh can we stop talking and get this over with Wrestlemaina comes on tonight and If i miss it I will be so pissed off man" Then hearing him say . Would you like to try so for yourself as well Zach? "  Zach replied with "I dont know my mom always told me to eat my veggie's before a nice hearty meal.."

The Silver Haired Noble: Leaning forwards a bit up against the large red punching bag that she held in her hands to keep from swinging everywhere, Tahira watching both carefully and quietly as Mike tried to execute one the more basic combos in all of boxing, taking note of how tensed and uptight his body was in his form in comparison to what it was in his attempt to best Zach in the ring. Even his punches were completely off! “Mike you're gonna have to loosen up arms a bit if you expect to land a descent punch.” She's advise him, the silver haired female almost pitying him as her ears picked up on the deep Russian accented voice of a male announcing himself to the class upon entering. This of course would cause Tah to look up for a moment and smile to give him a friendly greeting seeing as her hands were preoccupied at the moment. Mr Jones of course turning his attention to the new arrival saying, " Russian? Yeah all you dudes can throw down. You see that Kid over there? His names Mike he's strong as shit. The kid just maxed 400lbs. But he cant fight for shit. Don't ask me how that works, but for some reason it does. I got a strange feeling about you. Go do some warm ups with him and the New girl Tahira. Your both new... so you three could link up or something.” his voice booming something fierce off the walls as he spoke. Rather assuring that she and Mike heard the whole thing rather they wanted to or not. 'This truly is a sad day for all Wolfbloods'. Tah thought to herself, as she was unable to relate really having been a fighter already before being changed into what she now was. 'What I wouldn't give for Kin to be here right now, he had to have experienced some of what Mike was going through right now but in the meantime... "Tahira... i'm not getting it right. Here you try the bag out for a bit. " She heard him say, her golden orbs watching him slide his hands through his brown locks before taking him place behind the bag while she took hers in front. The silver haired beauty taking a step back some in order to get into a secondary stance position that was more so related to the thai kick boxing style but Tahira had made a few modifications over the years to it so that it would allow her to use just her hands as he weapons and keep her feet on the ground when she needed them to be as a result both young men (if Adonis had join them if not just Mike) would see a offensive that left very little openings for an attacker to hit although if one had a trained eye and were to be quick enough they would be able to break through her defenses. “Hey... Tahira? This is strange of me to ask. Do you believe in monsters, and magic. Stuff like that? I'm just asking you know! I mean i don't believe in that stuff hehehhehe- unless of course.... YOU believe in it. Then i mean yeah maybe i believe in it to. " Mike asked her causing her to reply, “Yeah....Monsters and magic eh? Well yeah...of course I believe in them I did live in the Skylands after all they're all over the place out there. Why'd you ask?” also using this time to place monetarily checks on that well known wolfblood strength of hers with aid of her chakra, as she didn't wish to punch the bag in front of her and accident pull back one of Mike's organs. The boy  taking a hold of it just as she asked, “Ready Mike?”  motioning her arms which were both bent at the elbows upwards from her sides so that they leveled with upper most portion of her torso, her bandaged up fist fingers slowly curling themselves down into the palms of her hands. If told that he was ready to spot her Tah would immediately come in with her right first to execute what most in the world of boxing knew to be right hook, before allowing her left to accompany it in a jab punch, and the her right coming back in to do a follow up. All while keeping her head down just enough to where she could see her target and not risk injury to herself, as she continued to do lay ups and other various combinations while punching the bag. And for most part proving that it was she who controlled her powers and not the other way, her mind entering the zone a bit as she landed hit after hit into large sand filled bad Mike was holding. If the new guy were to have said anything after she had got started at this point she would have heard it in addition to whatever commentary their teacher might have added.

JTodd: Once he gets into the class he is given a strong greeting from Mr. Jones and the first order from him to go work with two kids named Mike and Tahira. Adonis turns his head slightly to turn and see the two of them putting work into the heavy bag while other kids are off doing their own thing. As a sign of respect towards his teacher he gives him a polite nod before slowly walking over to the two of them. While he makes his walk to the two of them he sees the two of them talking to each other, showing that they have a friendship and aren’t just “forced” to be partners in some way. Tahira hits the bag with a well-trained hand, something that he is not. Even with being half Russian he is in no way a trained fighter that is ready for the big leagues of metahuman fighting.

As a child his mother forced him to focus more on studies rather than the hand to hand nature that she knew full well would be a very attractive hobby for someone with Yun blood in him. Just look at his father and half-brother, forming an entire team of metahumans to keep Seattle safe just because they enjoy the lifestyle. Once he finally makes it to the heavy bag, he’d flash the two of them a bright smile that reveals the pearly white teeth of his.

“Hi there.” He quickly says while lifting his left arm to rub the back of his neck being a little shy, “My name is Adonis. Mr Jones told me to come over and work with you guys for a bit.” He turns to look at Tahira while she works out on the heavy bag. “You hit really well. You mind if I give it a go for a few hits?” Speaking in a hopeful tone to see if Tahira would let him hit the bag.

If she did move away to allow Adonis the chance to work out, he would slide over to the centered position with Mike still holding onto the bag.
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“If you need me to stop…Just let me know.” Adonis says to Mike before he slowly slides his right foot back to get a base for his stance. “Just don’t overdo it…” He thinks to himself while slowly raising his arms up.

His hands remain close to his face, taking a very orthodox boxing stance. With Tahira being the trained fighter that she is she would be able to pick pocket a hundred different openings that a well-trained fighter would be able to see without even putting effort into looking for the errors. His base isn’t very solid and his arms leave his face wide open to be hit. This would show that Adonis has a small understanding of how to PROPERLY fight, but even if she doubted his fighting capabilities, what comes next would show that he isn’t all size and no substance.

With a strong thrust of his left arm he hits the back with a mighty powerful left uppercut body shot. The impact of his knuckles driving into the hard heavy bag would lift the bag up a bit to the point that the chain holding it from the roof begins to rattle. The impact of the pouch creates a loud echo throughout the classroom like a small mini-thunder release. Keeping his head low and centered to the bag, he follows that up with another speedy right handed uppercut body shot that creates a similar effect to the first punch. After being hit with such a strong force, the bag would move around side to side even while being held. On Mike’s end it would feel like he would be the one getting punched, feeling the energy of the punch pass through the bag and still give him something to feel.
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After throwing the two punches at a slow pace Adonis would begin to hit the bag faster and faster. Each punch is thrown at the body of the heavy bag, causing the bag to shake violently from being unable to just stay in one position from being punched as hard as it is. Each impact causes Adonis’ hair to lift and flip as his body tenses and reacts to the kinetic forces of the punching bag. The outer layer of the punching bag would even go as far as to begin to indent inwards, leaving the knuckle markings of Adonis’ fist in the leather. While Adonis releases this flurry of punches onto the punching bag, Mike would feel the strength of the punch while Tahira would be able to break down every little movement he makes and the errors that come with his punching. Even with all the power that he has, his head is open the entire time that he releases these punches. He is leaving himself completely exposed to be hit in the vital point of his skull while even keeping his feet still without even turning his hips to add even more power to his punches. These are all little things that may go unnoticed to the untrained eye but to any self-respecting fighter Adonis would just look like some strong muscle head who has never trained on a professional level.
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King Kailoo: CHIKKKK-CRACKK!

The sounds of finger-nails being ripped and picked off one by one. The sound would crack, snapping them off with the nail-puller portion of a hammer while blood pooled itself down in slow leaking streams that flowed down the sides of his hands in gushing leaks. " Its not to late to talk Zacharia. Its all you have to do and then? All of this will come to an end. " He said after pulling the last finger nail off of his left hand,  however he would have left the right hand intact... For now Getting a long silver nail he'd place a wooden block under Zach's hand. " Now... hold still. " He said laughing to himself, barely able to contain the excitment that had been rushing through him as he stabbed the tip of the nail into his left pointer finger, then with two well placed strikes he'd hammer the nail down into his hand. Taking his time until the nail would have embedded his hand and the block completely! Doing this same thing with all of the fingers on his left hand except his thumb. But he hadn't been done there. " Now this, this is one of my favorite things to do. Are you familiar with the killer bee? There an african breed of bees. Very fierce creatures. And the most aggressive when it comes down to honey. I have grown quite accustomed with them. To the point I have a slight apathy with them. Allow me to show you. " Mad Dog said as he unleashed the bees from there prison, watching as they soared around him like they did. "But enough showing off..." He said walking over to Zach again as he placed a large bucket like item over his head with an open flap. He'd then pour 3 gallons of honey and blood over Zach's hair and face before he'd turn his head around to watch the swarm grow MORE aggressive by the scent of there dinner. " Come now children. It's time to eat..." He said poliety as all of the bees began to swarm into the small tubed area all of them invading Zach's face savagely in the small tight area before Mad Dog would have closed the item off at the top to cage the bee's in. " There going to get angry you see... there trapped now. And they've realzied it. " He said almost on cue as the Bee's all began to savagely sting Zach's face over and over again. In his eyes, mouth, neck, face. " Tell me... WHAT OTHER CREATURES LIVE IN THIS SCHOOL. ARE THERE MORE LIKE YOUR FAMILIY?! WHOM ELSE HAS POWERS IN THIS SCHOOL YOU INGRATE. SPEAK TO MEEEEE!!!!!!" Mad Dog said as his eyes went white breifly allowing for his trueself to finally showface.

The Silver Haired Noble: Catching a hint of the new arrival's smile out of peripheral line of her right eye, Tahira would slow down her punches just long enough in order to shift her attention in his direction as he greeted them, stated his name and going on to reiterate what Jones had stated eariler. Tah of course still stopping a bit as her breathing by this point was becoming rather shallow from workout, her hands reaching out in front of her to rest against the bag as Adonis complimented her on her form and then asked for a turn. "Thanks....but I bet you aren't so bad yourself either. Not at all, go for it be way....the name's Tahira. Do you need a spotter or you good?" She'd ask stepping aside to let him have a crack at, all the while wondering why she was getting a vibe off this kid that just screamed "power" as he stepped up to take his place in the spot where she just was with Mike prolly still holding onto the bag.

The focus of the conversation shifting from her to him as Adonis asked him to let him know if he went overboard, Tahira taking note of how his right foot slides back in order to get into his stance before his arms come up closer towards his face, giving him a very traditional boxing stance with several flukes in it. For one his face was literally and open target, not to mention the underside of his chin in addition to his mid-torso and upper abdomen. If this was indeed a brawl like those she encountered with likes of her fellow Master trainer Thabin Zachary, this one would be a total T.K.O. hands down. "Hehe we've champions outta less partner." She could hear Thabin's voice say in her mind. A fact again that she couldn't deny as Adonis reared back his left arm in order to give the bag a hit so powerful that she actually felt sorry for the bag for having take such a hit as rattled on its chain against the ceiling's fixture. Adonis' next punch with his right only solidifying this once the bag took an uppercut body shot. Tahira glancing over towards Mike to make sure that he was alright as it really looked like Adonis was punching through the bag rather than at it. If he were to give her some sign that he was alright, she would return her gaze back to new kid, his blows though slower in their pace were seemingly becoming faster and faster with each blow that was thrown. However regardless of how fast or mighty they were, he was still leaving himself open. His head especially which if hit a vital point of the skull could render him unconscious to brain dead. The stillness of his feet was an entirely other matter within itself as in boxing one must constantly be on alert and quick on their feet in order to evade an opponent's attack at any moment, not mention being versatile at the waist too. If anything from where Tahira stood this one here might have a good fist game and a pretty face but without a good defensive game to match his offensive he was just a sitting duck waiting to be shot down and made into someone's dinner.

Uub: Followed by muffled grunts keen to the most aesthetic with an altered but daunting fluid aggression, taunted by the liberating embrace of a rapid wind constructed through the pacing of his speed. Quickly, shifting his weight along with the alignment of his posture embracing a guarded and defensive position. Allowing the speed bag to race pass him with little to no contact. His platinum strands cascaded along the rim of his forehead as sweat dribbled faultlessly against the naked olive embrace of his skin which swiftly blemished into a fluorescent glow. Piercing red hues bleeding into the base of the bag only moments before they perked and altered to the side at the sound of his brothers victory over Mike. Tobi cheesed as he watched the boy scramble across the matt “ Rookies.”

Tobi softly scoffed while marking his way towards the mass up until the sudden intrusion of the mysterious man whom called for his brother, He hadn’t recognized this man before so it came of more than odd as to why he came asking for student - specifically his brother. A sudden brow lifted at the inch of an eerie curiosity. He nearly lost one of his brother so he’d be damn if he lost another. The ashened hair prince, hugged at his chest fixing his arms across them to where his gloves would have barely sat firmly against them as they both acted as an opposing force to each other. Moments after Zach left the room with Madd Dog, Tobi would have lifted from his position swiftly placing a towel allowing it to flail from his shoulder; a gentle smirk nesting upon his face as his strands of platinum acted as a curtain to his fluorescent rose red foresights.

“I’m going for a Bathroom break, Jones !” Tobi swiftly said quickly racing through the bit of space left from the mysterious man and Zachs absence. Tobi, remained a great amount of length from them ensuring the sounds of his steps were kept concealed and without an echo - so quit the far end of the galaxy itself which remained solely at the grasp of a never-ending cycle of silence. At the wake of every corner the two passed - Tobi, remained nested in the shadows his gaze piercing through it. The moment - they entered the office, Tobi quickly rolled capturing the eyes of one of the janitor whom quickly turned around at the exact moment. If you weren't a teacher, principal or a dean it was not best to meddle in students affairs - for safety reasons. Tobi, leaned in towards the door listening to the conversation to which Zach kept his cool. As Tobi thought he would - as kids The Mercury brothers were forced through extensive torture methods, to where they’d been functioned to  choose death before ratting out a comrade, brother or sister. As Tobi listened he’d be caught by the sudden intrusion of silence. He quickly latched his hand around the door knob only to realize it was knocked. Quickly, he holstered his steps back the quickly reeled his head towards the lock of the door.

“I beseech thee, gate of life”  Tobi softly whispered, and light that a sudden click swooped through the rear of the door. The door slolwy opened a slow but intimidating creek fell from its rusted hinges. “ Odd.” Tobi, said as he’d been in the midst of a now empty room. Tobi, closing the door behind him decided to investigate. Something was definitely wrong, and he had to figure it out. Tobi, passively circled the room in search of a somewhat back door exit - but there was nothing. “ Hmm..” suddenly caught with a brief awe of disbelief Tobi seated himself against the desk. His eyes met a locked cabinet, without a second more Tobi recited the ninpo  he used prior to entering the room and like that the cabinet opened to a number of documents and files. “ Let's see what you’re up too. “ Tobi, softly said to himself making himself at home amongst the seat and quickly reading through the files his eyes caught among brief images of him and his family. Zack, Alice, Zanee and Zachary. Along, with a few pictures of other recent students with red X’s across there face’s stating “Deceased.” Tobi couldn’t believe the Warlocks were being hunted down, Could he possibly be a Wolfblood, Tobi thought but he couldn’t smell anything out of the ordinary from him. It was just his vibe that came out as strange to him the most - however, Tobi couldn’t smell that Wolfblood who made his way into the base nearly killing his brother Conan neither.

Could it be Wolf Bloods learned to hide their scent ? Tobi pondered these thoughts as these thoughts alone came of severely troubling. Tobi, quickly turned the file once more and there it was a file stating “ The Book of Wolves.” Under it was the name Kin Tasanagi - beside it were the words. “ Missing.” Tobi, softly nodded making note of this Kin Tasanagi face “ His search ends there huh. Seems, I have to Pay this Kin Tasanagi a visit. But, first I have to find him.. “ Tobi said before searching in his phone for more info on Kin - and too his luck all he was left with was Tasanagi Dojo. “ Bingo.”

Jin: Each time Mad Dog had peeled off Zach's finger nail caused the young Warlock to scream out in pain it was torment caused Zach to bite his lip until it bled. But still Zach didn't quite in the back of his mind he only thought of his Warlock family Tobi, Alica, Zane and Axel even though he didn't know Axel like that he still counted him as family. But the moment the bee's ate on his face his loyalty was put at a standstill seeing the honey was all over him they began to eat on not only his face but on the rest of his body, seeing 3 gallons was enough to cover his whole body "AGH!Stop.!" Zach tried his best to bite any bee's in any radius attempting to harm any bee's near him. Zach face was all in hives due to the bee sting, "Alright....ALRIGHT" Zach shouted his face all bloody, " Everything you need to know is in my left pocket. Just please stop.." If Mad dog would of listened the moment he would of draw near him Zach attempted to send a vicious kick to the knee caps that would of sent him on his knee's as he would of use his other leg to send a power kick to the face. The chances of his landing would be pretty high due to Mad Dog also being the influence of the vent Chi nullifer seeing he did not have a mask to protect himself, also he only locked his wrist not his legs. Plus with adrenaline rush which he used in his legs it also said that people who are under the influence of adrenaline rush could almost life a car this would indeed if hit knock Mad dog out. If this would happen Zach would began to struggle trying to free himself from the wrist and due to his whole body covered in honey he was able to force his hands free as he attempted to limb his way towards the elvator that brought him here before aiming to spit on him " Never underestimate a Warlock!"

King Kailoo: When he said he'd talk. Mad dog releases the bees from attacking the young warlock. " Please do tell. " He says approaching him only to receive two well placed kicks! They struck there marks and Mad Dog staggered to the ground. Lying limp or so it seemed. " NEVER UNDERESTIMATED A WARLOCK!" he proclaimed as he continued his futile struggle.

" Haha... Hahaha... HAHAHAHAHAHA !!!! " Mad Dog said as he slowly stood back up to his feet slowly in a zombie like fashion. " You hit hard. I applaud you. " Mad Dog said before popping his jaw back into place. " But Brawn... " he said limping over to the sledgehammer in the room. Lifting it high just a few centimeters from the ground before he walk towards the struggling Zach. The sledgehammer being longer then Zach's attacking legs range as he blasted the hammer horizontally across the Warlocks Skull with an intense force knocking him out cold. " isn't enough..."

15 Minutes later. The bell Rang and the kids were all screaming and rushing out of the school

On a crucifix cross had been Zach beaten bloody but alive... barely. Mike stood with his mouth wide open in horror as he stared at the Young boy whom had been nailed to the cross being the only person in the hallway at the moment. With the letters carved into his chest 'D-L'  \* " Dear... God..."

To be Continued