Hey Guys :D
It would be amazing if you would read this! It's my childhood story which I am finally putting down.
Genres - fantasy, comedy, supernatural, shoujo, drama, mythology, romance, action, horror, adventure, mystery, coming-of-age, school, friendship, family.
There will be historical characters/events as well!
For all those who wished for a crazy, fantastical manga-style childhood XD
12 YEARS AGO...
"The Lady has gone into labour! It is time!"
"Send for his highness!"
The dark spring night, which should have glowed with the perfection of the full moon, was ominously dark. In and around the opulent Palace, white-robed servants hurried about, even as an icy wind started. Deep within, in a lavish room, a dark-haired girl screamed, as another held her hands.
Outside, the night was getting colder, and clouds suddenly appeared, dark and roiling seeming to cover the very sky itself. Thunder sounded in the distance.
Suddenly the huge gates burst open, and two figures in crimson robes appeared, ignoring the servants who were suddenly kneeling. Both looked similar, with dark hair and golden brown eyes, and the same worried expressions. One wore his hair long, the other short.
"Brother, calm yourself!" The man with shorter hair leapt after the other, worry evident in his eyes. "Do not act hastily lest you want this place discovered!"
"I care not!"
Just then, lightning flashed so brightly that both looked up. Against the dark sky, something, something appeared to move. They gasped as lightning flashed again, and they saw it. The long-haired man roared in fury.
"NO! IT CANNOT BE!"
Just as they reached the chambers, a terrible scream rent the air, and the man's face paled. He ran inside...only to freeze, his eyes going glassy as he took in the motionless occupant of the bed. The other woman held a tiny bundle in her arms. Her golden skin was pale, her dark eyes grim.
"It's a girl..." she whispered, bowing her head.
The long-haired man ran to the bed, grasping the pale, still hands. "She lost too much energy..." The woman continued. "She doesn't have long..."
"No! No!" The long-haired man shook his head, his eyes suddenly glowing red. "This cannot be - This..." Suddenly the room seemed to shake, and grow hotter, and hotter. Eyes wide, the woman backed away from him, cradling the child, even as the other man pulled her behind him.
Understanding seemed to flash between the woman and him, and he slowly moved behind him, his hand raised, expression cold.
"It was said that in the beginning, the world was dark for the race of the Noble Yokai. In the First Age, the heavenly deities descended and began to
rule, followed by their warring offspring in the Second Age. The Heavenly Clan started the Great War against the Yokai, which would be the start of
an endless conflict. The Yokai were powerful, but alas, far too few by the end of the Great War. By the Third Age, the humans reigned supreme, in
which the numbers of the proud Yokai clan dwindled, hunted almost into extinction...till they arrived.
Heralded as the source of supreme power, the ancient records speak of five almighty beings, who appeared when the Yokai were at their weakest.
They came from another world, another place and time. And they were the root of a new power which transformed the world. They were the first
great kings who claimed dominion, waged war and blessed the proud race with incredible power. They were -"
Eleven-year-old Ria Hiwatari kicked the twentieth pebble on the curb, shivering in the cold.
Yeah right, she thought as she closed the little brown book.
What on Earth am I doing?
As an icy wind blew, she huddled to the corner of the bus stand, mind fixed on reality.
The sad, sad reality.
Her parents, she thought for the fiftieth time, were officially insane. It was four am, a Sunday, and she was going to school.
A new school to be exact. A place she had never heard about - ever. Teeth chattering, she scowled as she thought back to when it had all begun. It had all started a week ago when her parents had suddenly returned from their trip abroad, told her to pack, and, just as hurriedly left again as usual. Oh yeah - and dropped the major bomb - her new boarding school. Seriously.
You can't just do that!
But, they had apparently enrolled her at an Academy called St Warriors High - and that was that. No explanation, nothing. Just packing, and a weird silence.
Flicking her hair back, she hugged her coat towards her - as well as one arm allowed. She knew nothing about the place, where it was or what even when she had been accepted. Or, what kind of students they took - nothing!
Well, maybe you shouldn't have thrown such a tantrum,.. a snide little voice seemed to giggle in her mind.
Or lost the letter they had given you...
She had done both, sadly - too angry at the suddenness of it all. It had also been because of her parents' strange behaviour - her parents had been acting, almost...distant. They'd been tight-lipped and hadn't really explained anything at all...which was now seriously worrying her.
Did parents normally do this?
Even her usually cheerful dad had been super serious - talking oddly about the new school - and how 'not be to be too surprised'...or something.
Wonder what he meant about that. The nasty little voice was back. Really should have asked him...
Ria tried harder to remember what all she could.
"You just need to get on the bus." He'd said. "Make sure you don't miss it, and try to make friends..." Her mom had just hugged her and literally run out of the door crying with her baby sister Aya.
Which, now she thought about it was odd. Her parents travelled often -
Even if they had been late for their flight - her mom hardly ever cried. Which, now that she thought back...was just odd.
Maybe they felt bad for springing this on me?
After all, they'd just moved here six months ago...
So here she was, a few days later at her village bus stop, trying not to freeze to death in early February. And trying not to think about her best friend Leigh...who was on vacation.
She's gonna kill me, Ria thought as she looked up the road yet again, wondering when the bus would show up. It was almost pitch dark by the roadside, and she was half tempted to run right back home. And then she hissed in pain.
It happened again. Her eyes narrowed at IT.
Before leaving - her parents had handed her a bunch of 'items' provided by the new school. Items which were...'essential'. And which were so, so weird. Like, what seemed to be a little brown manual on the supernatural of all things. Why it was titled "Pre - Orientation" she had no idea. All it spoke off was fairytale creatures, wars which she's never ever heard about.
The next thing was far weirder was the object of her pain - and what she called the candle of evil. The name wasn't for show - it was pitch black size XXXL thing - literally the size of her arm, and as thick as well. And for some reason, it had tiny pentagrams etched on it. Pentagrams.
Like the ones in those horror movies.
The hell was up with that?
She'd been told to light and hold on to as the 'academy's transport' (somehow) located her.
Yeah - through a huge candle. Again...which made no sense. But she doubted her parents would lie about something like this.
They like, had no imagination.
So, she'd lit the weird candle, after making sure no one was on the road.
Lord save her if the local priest decided to take one of his 'early' morning walks and saw her alone with what looked like a prop for some satanic ritual.
Still, she lit it.
It was after that - things began to get weird real fast. The first sign was the flame - which wasn't yellow, but a bright blue. Then, the wax...
After a few minutes, she was sure she might be in trouble. The candle was melting oddly - wax kept of flying out, instead of dripping. Not only that - it seemed to keep landing on her skin. On her fingers. On the wrists. On her face.
How it had gotten to the back of her neck, she had no idea. And, not to mention, - it was burning hot.
This was Satan's own creation!
"Ouch!" she winced yet again as the wax landed on her nose, of all places. "This is stupid!" The candle had been beside her. There was no wind, and she had not even moved, for god's sake. Should I just chuck it?
Almost tempted to fling it away, she stopped, remembering the last memory with her parents.
"Do not put out the candle or lose it! Remember!" her father had told her repeatedly even as he had gotten in the taxi.
"We will explain as soon as its possible. Just remain calm and try to make friends." He had looked like he wanted to tell her something, but her mom broke in.
"We love you, baby!" Her mom had waved tearfully.
"Do well! Be as safe as possible! And beware the Student Cou-" her words were drowned out as another car sped by. "Try not to be scared!"
"We love you, Ria. And we wanted -" the taxi had begun to leave, "- the candle and the book, keep them safe.."
And they had left. So, so much confusion.
So she glared at the candle. So far it had received more attention than her. And the book, she just didn't know what to think - it was so obviously a school prank or something. It like, talked of magic, what seemed like demons and other fantasy stuff.
Just plain weird...and not to mention it was freezing cold!
Now, when was the bus coming? That brought her to her last problem.
And last (and not least) in this weird situation was the 'bus' which was apparently going to pick up from the village's only bus stop. Or it should have, like ages ago.
She peered around the corner, hoping to see lights on the main road.
Seeing nothing, she jigged up and down, cursing as the candle as another glob of hot wax hit her forehead. This thing!
"This is so messed up! It's been an hour already!" She groaned. When was the bus going to arrive? Was it even coming? She hadn't even slept properly! And she was pretty tired.
"Oh, whatever. I'll just rest for a while." Setting the candle beside her, she leaned back in her seat, pulling her jacket's hood up.
Within minutes she felt more sleepy...
Was someone touching her face? Another poke.
"Knock it off!" she mumbled. Someone laughed softly. "Ms Hiwatari? Ria Hiwatari?" an amused voice was talking.
What in the world? She blinked, head woozy as the voice continued. "We are already late, and we really should get going. The Academy - "
She jolted awake, eyes snapping open - only to come face to face with someone leaning over a her...a person with blood red eyes!
"Ms?" The eyes seemed to glow.
"AIIIIYAAA!" With a startled scream, she shoved automatically. It was so cold - her face seemed frozen stiff! The person fell back with a surprised 'oomph!'
Ria jumped to her feet, looking around, still a little woozy. Almost automatically, she looked for her things. She spotted her luggage - the book...where was the giant candle? She blinked harder - it was still dark. Light, light...candle?
And she noticed a smear of black gloop next to her. The huge candle was nowhere to be seen. She blinked again.
Where did it go? And of course, there was the person on the ground. Ria edged back as the figure started moving. She could make out they were tall and had long hair. Had they mentioned the Academy?
The person got up wincing, and fumbled about, and suddenly, a torch flickered in front of her. Bright green eyes met her golden brown ones. She gasped - in relief and in surprise as she saw the person. No red eyes...
Before she stood a lady with blond hair, red lips and a ridiculously huge chest...and seemed to be wearing what looked suspiciously like a sailor school dress?
She looked up.
So, so tall!
Not only that, she was tottering?
Ria glanced down. The lady was wearing what looked a lot like her mom's dagger pumps with heels so high it looked like she was standing on her toes like in ballet.
Who is this person?
The woman tutted, her green eyes studying her face intensely.
"The instructions did state that you were to allow the wax to drip on the skin continuously for exactly five minutes! Did you not read the Letter of Instructions?"
Ria stepped back as the woman stepped closer, heels clacking.
She did not know what to say. Or ask. Was this lady with the academy's pick up her parents had told her about? And what was with the weird getup? She blinked as the lady spoke again.
"The Letter of approval? It was sent to your parents."
The cool green eyes were fixed on hers. Ria wracked her head. Letter...letter?
Ria furiously tried to think back, not that it helped much. Oh yeah - she'd been too busy throwing a tantrum when they'd tried to tell her. And...she'd lost the letter.
Oh, dear.. was it important?
Before she could speak, the woman smiled. "It doesn't matter now as we did find you." She gasped as the woman suddenly hugged her...and almost smothering her.
Why did she sound so happy? She was almost gasping when the woman released her. Ria definitely had a lot of questions.
She opened her mouth.
And froze...when she couldn't.
Her mouth wouldn't open!
Her face...felt frozen?! What the...?
Before her, the lady was chortling as she took in her panic. "Well, the wax did do its job. A little too well it seems."
Gingerly, hands shaking, she touched her face. And almost wished she hadn't. To her horror, she felt an uneven, thick layer over her face. It felt suspiciously like ...
"Holy shit!" she screeched...or tried to. It came out more like "Huhlllsstthh!" Now she knew why the woman had been poking her face. No wonder the candle wasn't where she'd left it!
It was on her face! She was wearing a wax mask!
The next few moments were a little insane as she whirled around, jumping and yelling while trying to get the mask of wax off. It was inches deep! She was sweating and out of breath by the time the last hard piece was peeled off.
"What is with this wax? She yelled, stamping on it with glee. "Take that! Aha!" For all the pain it had caused her. The woman watched her, still smiling.
"Yeah! Die wax Die!"
"Ms Hiwatari...if you are done." The woman pointed up the road, her skirt swishing as she walked to her luggage. "Your classmates have been waiting."
Ria jerked upright. Wut?
She had been so distracted, that she hadn't noticed the bus on the main road..which was directly adjacent to the bus stop. And she could see...it was pretty full. She could make out kids peering out. Her eyes widened.
The entire side was staring, some were openly pointing, and she could definitely hear a few sniggers. Awesome. Just freaking awesome.
When she turned, the woman had already hoisted up her luggage(on one hand!) and was heading towards the bus. Ria kept a safe distance, given the way she and the luggage were wobbling.
Those heels looked dangerous...Once she stacked the luggage, the woman smiled as she opened the door to the seats. "In you go!"
She slowly walked in. And stared.
About forty kids stared back. From the grins the first few rows were giving her, they had seen her at the stop.
Please let this go well! Nodding to herself, she stepped forward. Someone coughed loudly - their cough sounding a lot like -
I must be hearing things. And the froze the next second as;
Again, from the back - someone coughed again. "Waax! Gimme Waaaaxxxhhh!" Oh great.
She was right, as laughter broke out. She felt her face burn as she looked straight, thankful when she heard the lady behind her.
"Quiet everyone!" The Lady called out. "Yes, Ms E!" a few kids chorused in unison. "Alright, everyone! This is the last classmate from the lands! Her name is Ria Hiwatari."
At her name, the sniggering died down, and whispers broke out. Ria caught a few wide-eyed stares.
"You mean that clan?"
"Don't laugh dumbass!'
"Does she know?..."
The teacher stepped in front of her, hand on her shoulder. "As you can see, she is from the lands." Ms E stressed the last word. "So be nice." Turning to Ria she smiled. "I will be the homeroom teacher for this year's batch. Call me -"
This time Ria and the Teacher froze together as;
Another cough sounded, This time, it sounded like "Mr".
Smile suddenly gone, the pretty teacher whipped around, like a shark scenting blood.
Ria jumped aside, barely dodging Ms E's lethal-looking footwear as the teacher stepped back, eyes narrowed at the kids.
"What was that?" No one answered everyone looking at each other.
After a pause, the teacher turned back to Ria, smile back on."Your seat is next to Henry, at the back. Go on then!"
As the bus started, the teacher bumped against Ria, who, unfortunately, didn't dodge, and almost fell - face first.
This just keeps getting better and better...
Fresh laughter broke out, noticeably from the first few seats, stopping when she glared. Hoping her face wasn't red, looked ahead. The bus was huge - there were a lot more kids than she had originally thought - with the front seeming to be more fuller than the back seats. Hmmm...
All she wanted was to find her seat and disappear in it for a while. And then, perhaps ask someone what was happening. Now, who was Henry? She turned, but the teacher had already disappeared into the first compartment.
Okay. Finding my seat. She told herself. This is a piece of cake.
She started down the aisle, trying not to bump into anyone - she had enough weird accidents for the day! As she passed, she noticed something weird.
The bus seemed to be divided into three parts. The first, where all the seats were black, was the largest group. They seemed the most normal, chatting, reading comics or eating food and...throwing food at each other. The next section was smaller, with about four rows, and the seats were a light grey. The kids here were dressed strange, in formal attire. She saw a Korean hanbok, a sari, a toga and also for some reason, a loincloth.
What was the dress code? What was it?
Nothing seemed to be the same - kids in casuals, kids in strange dresses? She looked down at her jeans and parka as she passed the grey seat section. These kids were mostly quiet, and apart from glancing at her, did not even speak.
And then she reached the last section. The seats were all white, and only five rows were there.
For some reason, the kids were...different. Of power...the thought suddenly came to her. She shook her head at the thought. They too were dressed formally but in the more understated way. The strangest she saw was a guy who looked like he had jumped out of the Arabian nights. But that wasn's the weirdest thing. It was how they were acting.
Every single one, save one were watching her unblinkingly as she approached. No one smiled, or said anything...just stared.
Okay...weird. She kinda wished her seat was in the front rows.
The first three rows were full, with the last two only having one occupant each. "Umm... who is Henry?"
No one spoke. Ria almost felt that she hadn't spoken aloud till the kid in the middle eastern clothes in the third row pointed his thumb back. Besides him, a girl in white watched her with what looked like curiosity.
She nodded, feeling to shy to speak. Instead, she walked towards the last two rows - which were almost empty save for two kids. Ok, gotta be one of them...
On the second last row, on the outer seat, was a kid with a huge book spread on his face. He was dressed in a Chinese style shirt with black pants. And, he seemed to be sleeping.
Should I wake him up? Just as Ria was deciding, a laugh sounded.
"Hey, you! Wax Face!" Someone called out. Wait a sec...
She recognized that voice. It was the cougher from earlier! Her head shot up, trying to detect the person. "I'm talking to you birdbrain!" She looked up - right behind her. At the other side of the last row, sitting alone, was a boy dressed in goth black. His dark hair longish, and eyes an electric blue. For some reason, his clothes, probably expensive at some point looked as though a maniac with shears got to them. And the look on his face was predatory. If that wasn't all, he was smiling as if he'd just found a cute puppy...to torture. Said puppy being her.
What was his deal?
She pretended not to hear and looked around disinterestedly while hoping he wasn't Henry.
"Are you ignoring me or are you just stupid?" The goth dude carried on, his tone challenging. She heard conversations drop.
Ignore, ignore. This dude was getting on her nerves...
"Hey, are you deaf?" You can't get in trouble this fast.
"Oi, moron!" the boy jeered. "You're pretty slow aren't you?"
That does it.
"Hey, do I know you?' she faced him, temper sparking. His eyes widened, then narrowed.
"Naah. But you are a clan enemy. So, my enemy." He smirked nastily. "Get it?"
"I am from House of Kuran" he smiled as if he expected a reaction. When she didn't show any, he scowled. "Are you really as dumb as you look?"
Ria gaped. This better not be Henry. He was not making much sense. Any sense. "I asked. Do.I Know You? Make sense or get lost." What was his problem?
For a second, the boy looked taken aback, but quickly sneered. "You just wait - "
She was not going to take this shit. "Oh shut it."
The boy's eyes narrowed. "I'm gonna make you eat those words...you - low human!"
Gasps sounded from behind her. What?
"And even your clothes have humans on them. Weirdo." She looked down on her limited edition BTS parka. Oh hell no.
She slowly looked up. The guy was grinning like a cat.
His smile faded when she smiled back. Two can play the same game, buddy! "Yeah, well at least I don't mug the homeless for clothes." she pointed at his clothes.
"Violence is not the answer to everything." she shook her head, sighing a little. She heard a cuss word, and the boy stood up, eyes glinting.
A few kids gasped.
"My my. And I thought you were gonna be a crybaby. Hmmm, let's see, then." He lifted his hand as if to catch something.
And the air suddenly crackled. And Ria swore, that for an instant she saw something blue flash in the boy's palm.
No, that couldn't be right... When she blinked, it wasn't there.
Maybe she shouldn't have made fun of his clothes. Ria started backing away.
In her defence, he did start it.
The bus shook, and talking stopped. She glanced behind to see all the kids gawking at them. In the seat beside her, she saw the sleeping kid move, his hand twitching. As the bus shook again, his book slid down to reveal a head of blond hair. Everyone else was watching the psycho in black.
"Is that allowed?"
"I thought the academy allows it once that takes place...I think"
"Why is it always us?" Someone was wailing
"We better find cover..."
"Someone go get Ms E!" She was sure she heard sighs of relief. The bus shook hard, and there was a thump as a book fell on the floor. In the seat ahead, the blond kid yawned, hands moving as if searching for something besides him. The black haired kid looked at him, then at Ria, and then smiled. "No one's gonna save you, birdbrain. Now then..." He started advancing...only to freeze.
For, the blond-haired kid was awake - and was looking straight at him.
"If you start a fight you will regret it Kian of the Kurana" the blond kid was sitting up, his glasses gleaming. "So, I'd advise you - don't."
The whispers started again, far louder...and panicked.
"Now he's awake too"
"You heard the rumours too?'
Ria gaped. What was going on?
The black haired boy - Kian - growled at his direction, clearly not happy.
"I'm greeting her, bookworm. So stuff it. Actually, go stuff yourself in that big book why don't you? Pretty sure we all would like that." He laughed like he'd cracked a funny joke or something. The blond kid sighed softly. When he spoke, his voice was cold.
"Kian of Kuran. That's a technical impossibility and I have warned you once. Do you choose to ignore it?"
The hobo mugger wavered, looking uncertain at the sleepy kid's threat. But the moment he saw her grin, that look vanished. Raising his arm, he took a step towards her, voice jeering, blue eyes cold.
"Let's see what you are made of, the enemy of Kurana!"
Before she could even ask what enemy, something else happened.
The blond kid's glasses flashed malevolently as he sat up straighter.
Kian stopped as the kid started to speak. Ria though he was reading aloud - it sounded like he was reciting something. That was till she got the hang of what he was saying.
"Amongst your dearest treasures from the outer lands is a thing called Mr T which infant children use for comfort." He spoke in a bored tone.
"Mr T is what is known as a teddy, which - "
Kian of Kuran blanched and almost tripped over his own feet in a hurry to reach the blond kid.
"Alright! All fighting is saved for the academy! Just you wait when I get my hands on you, Long- " he made a threatening gesture at the blond kid.
Ria stared. He was Henry Long? Before her Kian broke off as the blond kid - Henry started talking again.
"As I was saying Mr T is actually right -" he stopped as Kian of Kuran let out a strangled noise.
"Alright! Fine!" he howled, furious. His face reddened when he saw her expression. This was priceless. Before she could stop herself, a giggle escaped her.
Glowering, the black haired boy raised his fist threateningly and instinctively, she raised her hands too, flicking her wrist automatically.
When she did this... something strange happened.
She felt something leave her body in a wave. And, a split second later, the black haired boy spun around in the air as if sucker punched, stumbled and hit the floor. Gasps filled the air and a fresh wave of mutters broke out as he got up, eyes flashing, red splotches on his pale face.
"It was only a matter of time..."
"Well, she's dead..."
"Clan enmity is serious bro"
"Kian is pissed now...look at his face!"
This time, she saw it. It looked like blue fire, which was crackling, right in the centre of his palm.
And her senses were screaming. She knew somehow, that if it touched her, she would be in pain.
A lot of it.
She almost screamed as she felt someone grab her ankle, and next thing she knew she was falling down, even as she saw a flash of blue. Above her, there was a loud bang! and ...Ms E was smoking...? It looked like one side of her chest was on fire.
WHAT THE HELL?
Kids were yelling and general panic was filling the bus. The teacher faced the fire-wielding psycho. Where on earth had the fire come from?
"Calm down Kian! You are not authorized to use any ability till you have been sanctioned! Stand down now and no measures will be taken." Ms E was standing between her and the boy, definitely ticked off. How she was calm was beyond Ria's understanding. Probably the whole buses' too. Most of the kids were crouching behind their seats. All except the ones in the white seats, which included the golden haired kid who'd helped her. And of course the black haired troublemaker...who looked...excited?
Kian snorted, lip curling."I've had enough of you, Ms...or not! I don't take orders-"
At the side, she saw the blond kid shake his head, and go back to his book. There was a strange popping sound and Ms E yelped in dismay as she stared at her chest.
Ria gasped. A liquid was dribbling out of - The - the thing seemed to be leaking? Holy shit...what..?
"You damaged one. You damaged one." Me E wailed angrily as she grabbed it.
The teacher was squeezing her chest rather violently. Kids gaped, a few moaning when she pulled something...out with a loud snap and a pop. Ria screamed in shock. And she wasn't the only one. The black-haired boy was gaping as well.
"You damaged it!" The teacher wailed again.
"Hey! what the hell?" Kian's expression, one of comical disbelief, was replaced by a sneer.
"I knew it! Tranny Granny Enma!" He yelled. "The academy's famous cross-dresser! That's you, isn't it?!"
Ria was so far confused she wasn't sure if this was real anymore. And before her, she felt something strange start to happen.
Ria felt something change about the teacher. It felt really, really weird...like some sort of energy?
What was going on?
When Ms E spoke, it was eerily scary. "That was the BetaBreastMaximus-200 with durability, and supple softness with a stellar guarantee period which just expired."
Ria blinked just to make sure it all wasn't just in her head. And it wasn't. The creature before them barely resembled the nice, cheerful woman from earlier as she walked towards Kian - who seemed to be frozen.
"And just who are you calling a tranny granny? It's rude to spread rumours!"
"Hey - it's not a rumour and you are - " Kian was steamrolled as the Ms E continued, almost increasing in size as she loomed over him.
He started backing up, eyes wide. Ria almost felt sorry for him. Almost.
"Not to mention my BetaBreastMaximus!" she was hopping up and down in anger. A weird punching sound followed - like that of the punch machine.
Ria scrambled back, gulping. Her eyes widened in horror. The pointy heels were piercing the floor of the bus. With each jump.
The bus was shaking - almost violently now - and in the rows ahead, most kids were holding on to their seats or were crouching with their heads down. A brown haired boy was pointing to the floor, expression grim.
"Do you even know just how long I had to save on a teacher's salary?"
Ria caught a glimpse of Kian's wide-eyed face as the teacher suddenly started laughing. "And I've had enough!"
"However, it still has its most important property." The teacher cackled, still hopping, heels barely missing Ria.
The bus shook, and she almost rolled closer to the danger, holding on to a seat rest. Ria almost cried when a hand stuck out from ahead - and her gaze met Henry Long's cool silver ones. Grabbing his hand, she somehow managed to get up into the seat next to him, her mouth dropping as he returned to his book.
"I've played nice with spoilt little pigs like you. Oh, I told them to gas you all up...and now we do it my way. Hahahahaha!" The teacher pulled a cork? off the top of the ...bomb?
"BetaBreastMaximus 200 knockout smoke deploying! Sleep well, brats. Its gonna be super entertaining when you wake up!"
And that was all Ria remembered was the teacher tossing the Maximus 200 like a grenade as smoke filled the air.
Hey Guys :D
This is my first story so do leave reviews if possible. If you like a long-running whacky series, I do hope you read on!
Find out what happens next in : THROUGH THE GATES!