He glared slightly when Ivan pulled away from him. Why? Why was he so concerned with what happened over there? "Keh." He glanced over his shoulder at the man..such a weak person..but then..Kry was weak too, afterall he hadn't been able to fight those boys earlier. His eyes narrowed in anger now, mostly at himself. He would not be weak. He sprinted after Ivan. The least he could do was make sure that Ivan didn't get hurt again.

(Edited my post....but whatever...we'll go with that! *thumbs up of awesome*......*shot*)

Ivan limped-ran, stopping just as the puppet-snake came into view. He narrowed his eyes, inspecting it hatefully. That Sebastion kid. Had to be. No one else had a puppetry ability. He winced, his leg nearly bucking under him. God, that Christian guy must've frayed his nerves, or something.

Tarence grimaced, beginning to follow. He might as well follow. If anyone was seriously harmed, they would need immediate attention. He was the best one for the job. God, he hated this.

][It's okay. I'm having caffinee withdrawls. i.e headache. I haven't had any caffinee all day.][

Kry stopped beside Ivan, one arm shooting out to wrap around Ivan's waist and support him. His eyes on the snake puppet thing and a shiver ran down his spine. Kry hated snakes. They were the embodiment of pure and absolute evil. His eyes were filled with anger though, however he didn't feel his ability could be much help at all. He doubted he could burn the snake to cinders. "Let's leave them to their chaos." He pulled Ivan slightly as he began to turn away from the scene.

Ivan blinked, glancing to Kry. "Ah...alright бабочка," he murmured, turning to glare up at teh wooden contraption. It was by then that Tarence pushed past him, grumbling and.....was he whimpering? God, that man really didn't want to be here, did he? He turned, looking back to the man, watching as he moved toward one of teh more seriously injured students.

Tarence pushed past the two, gritting his teeth. God, someone had their leg stuck under a concrete pillar and they weren't even moving to help! He moved quickly, trying desperately to control the throbbing in his leg and the fear coiling in his belly.

"Pathetic." Kry murmmered when the man pushed past them. That idiot. He clearly needed to help himself before he could help others. Whatever it was bothering him, he needed to get over it. Kry took one last look at the snake before doing his best to engulf the whole thing in flames..His eyes narrowed, his body tensed, he grit his teeth and he concentrated, hard. He didn't care for the boy sitting atop the giant snake..it was the head that he tried to set ablaze first. The crackled around the snake and fire sprang to life, big bursts of fire appearing one after another starting from the snake's head and going down it's length. He bit his bottom lip hard, he was concentrating hard on controlling that fire..it was alot of fire for one person to control. Though, once he was sure that at least part of the snake had caught fire, he relinquished his control and let it burn..at least..hopefully it would. He didn't watch to see if it did, he began to walk away with Ivan.

Ivan turned to look back, watching as the man went to work on the student, watching as those shoulders trembled, as those hands moved and worked, as they slumped to his sides when he realised the kid had stopped breathing, had lost too much blood to be saved. He sighed and turned away, not really wishing to see anymore.

Tarence stood, shakily looking about. Oh God....it looked just like the damned trenches, like those damned, bomb-burnt fields, except without all the death and corpses and mud and screamin--well...there was screaming. And as far as he could tell, only this one kid had died so far. He turned, eyeing teh now ablaze snake thing. He narrowed his eyes and, biting his lip, managed to convert some of the air near a tail portion into pure oxygen, causing a rather loud and wood shattering explosion.

Kry cringed slightly at the explosion. They should probably get that teacher away from there, he might get hurt...But then..why should Kry care what happens to him anyway? "Keh." He was annoyed at himself, he pulled Ivan away from the chaotic scene. Away and rather quickly, he didn't look back again.

Sebastian smiled as the flame boy futilely tried to set his puppet ablaze. How stupid did the kid think he was, his puppets were made of the finest quality composite material, they were very hard to break and almost fire-retardant. Making puppets out of wood for what he'd be doing was just stupid. Sebastian flicked some ash off his leg as the surrounding cafeteria was set ablaze. He sighed, all the kids had cleared out now, he spotted a pool of red blossoming on the ground. Ah, I missed one. Careless of me. Sebastian snapped his finders, an idea forming. He slipped off the snake and sat on the ground, in an almost meditation-style pose. The snake's enormous body coiled around him, making an almost perfect defensive wall. Sebastian cut the 'strings' he had connected to the snake and began making new ones, ones connecting to the body of the poor girl that military man was trying to save. Her body twitched and a fleshy cracking noise was heard as she stood on her broken leg.
"Oh dear, this was a powerful one. Azriel will not be pleased we lost her."
Her long black hair was tossed gently by the breeze, her body backlit by the burning cafeteria. Her hands slowly lifted at her sides and the air began to sparkle around her. It soon became apparent that she was freezing everything around her in an ever growing circle. The cafeteria ceased to burn as the charred stones were encased in a thick layer of ice. The girl giggled, swinging her arms forward, toward kry Ivan and terrance.
"You should be running."
The suddenly shot toward them moving at least five times faster than it had been, if they didn't move they'd be frozen where they stood.

Ivan turned sharply, eyes widening at the ice. He felt the air around them grow dry, crisp, almost unbearable. But it helped. If there was no moisture in teh air, it couldn't freeze. He clutched Kry to his chest, narrowing his eyes hatefully. They had threatened him again. Threatened his butterfly. He'd kill him now. He barely even registered when the buzzing started again, didn't hear as it rose to a screech and moved, sounds bouncing in teh air and, with a sickening squelch, plunged into that body, tearing it apart, sending fragments of skin and bone and blood flying as the corpse was torn, shredded, and pummeled by air and unbearably loud noise.

Tarrence just gritted his teeth, eyeing the woman he had just tried to save, who had died there. She was standing, freezing everything. And then the ice was branching to him, causing him to stumble back, eyes widening. The ice never reached him, teh air around him growing unbearably dry, causing him to choke slightly. God. What just happened?

Sebastian jumped back on top of the snake-puppet, feeling his strings snap involuntarily. Sebastian sighed and looked at Ivan rather boredly.
"Well that was no fun, you really are such a slave to your emotions."
Sebastian pulled a thin laptop out of his bag with a flourish.
"Oops. Almost forgot."
Sebastians fingers flashed across the keyboard, moving almost two fast to see as he hacked the school's mainframe. The computer chimed, "Dead zone established, all means of communication shut down."

Kry blinked, he hardly had time to think when Ivan clutched him to his chest. His body tensed and his first instinctive reaction was to shove Ivan away, however Kry didn't. He merely tilted his head to see what exactly was happening. The corners of his lips quirked up in a ghost of a smile as Ivan stopped the ice and ripped the girl to pieces, an almost hungry look in his eyes. Once he was certain it was more or less safe he pulled away from Ivan, his purple eyes on that teacher..Terrance..quick strides and long steps brought him to that man and Kry grabbed him by the back of the neck, four finger's digging slightly into one side of the man's neck and his thumb in the other. Not too painful though and he wasn't choking the man. "Useless idiot." He began to guide the man towards where Ivan was.

Tarence blinked, suddenly feeling unimaginable pressure on his neck. He jerked, eyes widening--and he now everyone was screaming and they were leading him off and God it felt like his foot was gonna fall right off--he reacted, the movements instinctive, animalistic. His elbow connected with Kry's belly, turning with glassy, distant eyes to slam his fist into the other man, but he stopped, the oxygen stolen from his lungs, finding it extremely difficult to breathe.

Ivan watched with mild curiosity, lips still curled in hate. When Tarance had gone rigid and attacked, he had vacated the air from the spot around his head, causing the obviously startled man to fall, curling in on himself as he clutched at his throat, mouth opening and closing uselessly. Ivan's eyes were practically glowing with rage now as he wtached the health teacher struggle and convulse on the ground.

(0.o your own characters are fighting... odd)

(Yeah, well...Tarence is getting defensive and Ivan is not amused....I like to keep things slightly believable. Ivan and Terance aren't exactly compatible.)

Kry had grunted when the elbow connected with his stomach, he even coughed once. His movements were quick though and as Ivan removed the air from around Terrance's head, Kry had moved his hand from Terrance's neck, slipping his arm around the man's neck and holding him up before he could fall to the ground, and in a choke hold though not a very tight one. His purple eyes were on Ivan and ever so slightly narrowed. "Ivan. Stop it." His voice was that usual emotionless tone. He dragged the man to where Ivan was and shoved him hard onto the ground. "...Pathetic..." It was hard to tell what Kry was thinking behind those purple eyes, he moved closer to Ivan, wrapped an arm around the taller boy's waist and pulled him to his chest. Looking up at his face. "Emotions make us irrational and careless....control yourself more, love." Kry kissed the base of Ivan's neck softly, almost uncertainly.

(Grr. Two other people joined this, but one hasn't come back since she moved and the other never even posted!)

Ivan just glared before turning, smiling warmly at Kry. "I'm sorry, бабочка. I just didn't want him to hurt you," he said, lifting his hand to touch his pale face. He turned back to Tarence, finally allowing oxygen to seep back into the man's lungs, his smile becoming cold and cruel, almost doll-like. "But then again, you did attack him first~!" he giggled, leaning down to Kry's level to look him playfully in the eye.

(Check it! Cupcake finally got off her lazy ass and replied!)

23:00

Greg was working on shutting down the mainframe when Sebastian did it for him.
"Oh... thank god."
Greg turned suddenly at a rustling noise and noticed a small girl wearing a gothic lolita style dress with pink hair.
"Oh, you startled me, you shouldn't be in her--"
The girl suddenly stepped forward and reached her hand up Greg's shirt, cutting him off in mid sentence.
"You have what I want."
Greg tried to back up, his cheeks blushing violently.
"W-what are you--"
Greg was cut off again, this time by a squelching sound as the girl's fingers suddenly dug into his abdomen, sliding under his ribcage. Greg screamed out before his lungs collapsed and he lost consciousness.

23:15

Azriel had just finished cleaning up the headmaster's blood when the door opened. Azriel jumped up, his gun trained on the door, but nothing was there.
"Greg?"
Azriel twitched as the sound of a little girl giggling reached his ears.
"Who are you?"

"Ladybug ladybug fly away home.
Your house is on fire, your children are gone.
All except one, her name is Nan.
She crept under a frying pan."

Azriel looked around frantically, the child-like voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Then suddenly Azriel felt a presence beside him. Before he could react he felt a sharp pain under his ribcage. He looked down to see a small girl with pink bloodstained hair smiling up at him, her arm reaching up through his stomach toward his heart. Then his vision went black.

23:29

Christian hadn't been given any real assignment so he was holding everyone who tried to escape. He had them locked in the center of a thick rose briar. Christian smiled as he heard another student approach, but was shocked by what greeted him when he turned. An innocent looking girl with large pink eyes and light pink hair was walking toward him. Her pale arms and face were dripping with fresh red blood, and her hair was stained by in in places. Her dress showed no evidence of blood, for she was wearing black.
"Are you all right? were you hurt?"
The girl smiled up at him revealing pointed red teeth stained with blood.

"Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.

Mother came and caught her,
And whipped her pretty daughter
For spoiling her nice new clothes."

Christian took on a defensive stance, there was something wrong about this little girl. Suddenly the girl let out a high pitched laugh, simultaneously a pair of black bat wings erupted from her back, accompanied by many black tentacles of darkness and two eel heads with glowing eyes and rows of teeth. Christian's eyes widened,
"But, that's Azriels power! What did you do with him!?"
The little girl smiled, revealing the pointed teeth again.
"He didn't scream like the boy did. No, the dark man was strong, that's why I picked him."
The girl reached up and began to pet one of the eel heads.
"His heart was delicious, I wonder what yours will taste like? Sweet like honey from a flower, or bitter like a weed?"
Christian grew a briar around where she was standing, but she wasn't there anymore. She wasn't anywhere.
"The... boy? You got Greg too didn't you!?"
Christian looked around when suddenly he felt a pain in his chest. One of the eel heads was embedded in his ribcage and was pulling his heart out of his body. Christian gasped, blood filling his lungs.
"I think I'll eat your dear brother next..."
Christian desperately tried to reach out, but the eel ripped his heart forcefully form his chest and Christian didn't feel anything anymore.

24:00
Sebastian was getting bored. Azriel hadn't contacted him yet, he must be having problems with the headmaster. Sebastian began to open his laptop when the sound of a little girl singing drifted up to his ears.

"Oranges and lemons say the Bells of St. Clement's
You owe me five farthings say the Bells of St. Martin's
When will you pay me? say the Bells of Old Bailey
When I grow rich say the Bells of Shoreditch
When will that be? say the Bells of Stepney
I do not know say the Great Bells of Bow
Here comes a Candle to light you to Bed
Here comes a Chopper to Chop off your Head
Chip chop chip chop - the Last Man's Dead."

"Hello?"