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"... Hey, uh," His gaze is not on the speaker; he is now firmly watching Calvon and the guard, "Yo... uh, look at Cal there- he's kinda bugging out. Really focusing on that door." There's a bit of a frown now as he rankled his nose a little before moving to take his hair back and then into a 'dread tail' behind his head. Including a little band to hold it there. He honestly did look a million times better now that this was in place. That being said.

The speaker's words were off. Something just nagged in his head oh so much with that. And he sort of narrowed his eyes a little now, "Uh, yeah; this little shindig is giving me some really bad vibes man..."

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"And don't shoot up a goddamn classroom, you idiot. How many times do we have to say shit so that it gets through your thickass skull? Probably one for each paint ball you shot, dumbass." Argo shot back, venom in his voice. "We could've gotten in way more trouble. Be happy we didn't. Remember your orders next time, and maybe none of us will have to kiss ass to save you."
 
While the comment would elicit a chuckle from Jeffery, it did not get a verbal reply back from him. Jeffery hoped that the boy who made the comment would not notice, as he did not want to give the impression that he thought the comment was inappropriate. He was more of a romantic type, so this type of catcalling and commenting in a public setting on another's looks was outside of his area of appreciation, making him more uncomfortable. However, he logically guessed that since he was already a silent person they would not notice. As for the women, he did concede that she was beautiful. He had listened to many of these speeches, and while those with authority always said it was okay not to participate in these things, Jeffery still felt bad about not doing so. Personally, he was not interested in drugs or alcohol (first due to personal reasons, and the second due to literal taste), and sex was something he did not really expect very soon as he first wanted to be in a relationship, which he had so far not been in once. He also felt bad when Meredith said that she had suffered due to these expectations, and felt even worse when he began to lost stake in the speech. Back at his old school, his friend group was one built on years of knowing each other, and so they could just be themselves. But Jeffery knew that this place ran on different rules than his past school, and that ones social standing played a key role in ones personal school experience.
 
And as the rest of the class was startled, Odysseus disregarded the clap, and told the girl. ''Perhaps we can team, if that is what you wish.Though if the teacher gets mad, who shall take the blame then?'' He'd say while giving a chuckle.
 
Once she was fully gone from the stage, Wynett deflated- not from embarrassment or anything, but just unleashing all the stress that came from public speaking. Hugging her arms to herself, she exhaled once more, then smiled. She'd scored a success, even if it wasn't completely well-received: a pyrrhic victory, if you will.

The feeling of accomplished joy would soon subside, however, being replaced by disgust. These pigs... Ugh. They're probably prodding Meredith with uncomfortable memories, this lot. Did they even hear what she way saying about being humiliated for her promiscuity, the slut-shaming? "I swear, the opposite gender is piloted by their... you know's... rather than their minds." They were probably going to violate half of the warnings brought up, if not already doing so befored hand in a secluded back corner. She mentally facepalms at their behavior.

If she had even a sliver of imposing strength, Wyn would barrel back over there and get those cretins to shut up. Do the teachers' jobs for them. Maybe she could even get Calvon to lend a hand, or- she smirked- sneak a paintball-filled balloons and bombs away. Pelting them would be pleasurable as hell.

Yet, it seemed a different kind of pleasure was on everyone's minds right now. "Sarah!" She playfully hissed after returning some grateful high fives, color blossoming. "Don't joke about that. Jay would never... Wait, what's that?" Wynett turned towards the outside door, alarmed by the high sounds. Curious, she walked up to it, wondering if her brain was just inventing these noises.
 
Well, that was sudden. Almost like someone beyond this realm choose him of all people. "I'm Mark, and I'm from the Netherlands. I'm 17, and just worked a lot over the summer." he said. Short and sweet. He took a seat afterwards.
 
The security guard would look over at Calvin and likewise take a step back away from the door, grabbing his walkie talkie from his belt he'd move it towards his mouth

"Hey Donny yo-" suddenly the lights and microphone would turn off in the room, followed by an enormous thunderclap that seemed to shake the building, people would cry and and in the darkness go to standup, panic taking over for a few seconds before finally the lights came back down, Meredith's voice once more returning as the microphone turned back on

The players near Valerie and Thomas would stand up like idiots and raise their fists as the lights turned off, as they came back on the pair could see the fright on their faces, they could feel it also, the thunder or whatever it was, it certainly felt odd

As Wynett waked over to the door she could hear the sound of wind picking up just as the thunder hit, once the lights turned back on it looked as if there was a dent in the door, what the hell? Was someone trying to force themselves inside?

A similar feeling would come over the kids in the band section, along with apparently everyone else in the auditorium, as the lights were off a scream could be heard along with the sound of things breaking and the thumping of something hitting the floor. When the lights came back on Selene and Jeffrey would both see that many of the band instruments had been knocked over along with a few people laying on the floor or slumped on the stairs, shit


"Everybody calm down! It was just thunder, is anyone hurt?" she'd ask everyone
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Johnny would whip around towards Argo and push him "Fuck you man, you know damn well that this wasn't my fault, i'm not the one always sucking up to Justin just so I can get a leadership position on some stupid Paintball Team." He'd growl back, taking his mask off and pointing what was left of his gun towards Jay

"If you had actually given some orders then none of this would have happened, instead your useless as always and never explaining anything, always just expecting us to understand shit, what the hell does that note say anyways?" Johnny would say, snatching the note from Jays hands just as the thunderclap hit and the lights briefly went off, when they came back on some of the hallway lights would explode, raining glass onto the floor below, it also felt way hotter than it was before
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The girl would flinch from the thunder but asides from that wouldn't be that bothered by it "Why would get in trouble for teaming, I mean after all he said to think outside the box, so what do you say?" She'd ask extending her hand just as an thunder clap that seemed to literally shake the building hit, the lights turning off with it. Several kids would scream when the lights came back on and nearly all of them grew brighter and exploded, semi-darkness filling the classroom alongside a cold dread. Something that seemed... unnatural
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"Wow, all the way from Europe huh, i'm expecting you'll be telling me whats what if I get something wrong." He'd joke just as along with the rest of the school an enormous thunderclap would sound out that seemed to shake the building, the lights would turn off in the classroom and when they turned back on several of them would explode and leave glass raining down upon the classroom. Many of the other students along with the teacher himself would cry out or scream, covering their face and eyes.

What the hell was with today and all of its jump scares and oddness, first the Paintball team and now this freak storm? When would it end? Not anytime soon it seemed like, the teacher would stand up from his crouched position with a shocked expression on his face, there were a few cuts on his face and plenty of glass shards in his hair, looking around at the class he'd ask
"Is everyone okay?" however Mark would notice that directly behind the teacher a glow could be seen emanating from the wall
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Before he could even accept the deal ,madness hit. He looked around trying to comprehend what happened, yet this seemed most unusual. ''What the fuck was that?'' He asked aloud as panic set in the class.
 
While he was scared, Jeffery made his way to the nearest person that was slumped on the ground, trying to check on them. However, he did not really have the skills to do anything to help them, so he was hoping that the injuries were minor in nature. (This was most likely another member of the percussion section of the band)
 
Rever didn't even pay attention to the co captain and the little argument that ensued ,he took off his mask resting it above his head . As he pretty much got lost in thought although he wasn't thinking of anything of importance until the lights flickered off, in which he stoped in his tracks immidently. Then shortly after once a few of the lights burst he just looked on processing what just happened. Although his facial expression appear calm and unfazed he was a bit panicky on the inside as he thought to himself. 'Yep, and now theirs a ghost haunting these hallways welp. If this ghost ain't Casper I'm bailing.'
 
She would've thought, upon a first guess, that some jerk was playing a prank to disrupt the presentation- however, the overall blackout, screams, and continual whirlwind outside, along with the depression in the door? Yeah, no, this was something serious.

Quivering, Wynett backed away then ran toward the stage, shouting wobbly: "S-security, someone's trying to break in through the backstage door!" Then she retreated, looking around for anything she could use as a weapon, encouraging her fellow Student Council 'mates to do the same.
 
"Just lightning as the fucking door is bent in yeah, sure... " He just sort of sighed a bit before reaching into his pocket and feeling his phone; which he kept on him because 'seriously screw this'. He then proceeded to surreptitiously look and see if he has signal.

"Yo, uh, Valerie... not to sound like I'm being paranoid- uh..." He'd give Valerie an odd look,"You are Valerie right? That door looks fucked up- in the sense that the gorilla man there and Calvon aren't able to get it open; this is getting a bit weird and I'm kinda the expert on weird. See if you got signal?" Understatements abound. Also, checking to see if he had signal; yep... he was gonna try to call out.
 
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Calvon looked frustrated about this. He does not have time for this. This is really dumb to him. He simply hopes the issue has been fixed so he can go play as scheduled after the announcements.
 
"Huh- what, turn on the light, that's not fun-" Selene's mock was cut short as the growl of the thunder shook the school and everything was pitch black.
"Okey Selene, calm down, it's only the thunder." she'd tell herself and look, as fast as it started it disappeared again and the lights went back on.
"Phew." she'd let out. "Thought I couldn't charge up my mobile phone later if the school's without electricity, lucky me." she'd say with a slight relief before looking around and realising something.
"Oh come on, realy?? Who of you did that?!" she'd call out, staring around at the nearest people to her.
"And don't mock me. The wind outside can't kick away our instruments..." she'd say, her head turning a bit to the right, trying to make a disgusted pose of some kind before having a slight shiver run down her back and she'd give up on that pose.
"Who the hell would want to come in.. especially after this... thunder-thing, whatever that was..." she'd say out loud but in reality feeling a bit uncomfortable that someone outside there could be smashing against their door.
 
"Sir, I might be hallucinating or something, but I see this glow right behind you, and I don't think its those weird blobs you see when you stare into the light." Mark said.

This is when the fun begins.
 
Similar cries and shouts to Odysseus' would also ring out, even the teacher letting out a "What the hell?!" before everyone was once more either silent, in school at what just happened, or simply murmuring around. Suddenly there would be the sound of breaking wood and the sounds of screams once more filled the room. The middle front table would seem to explode, the kids sitting in their chairs hitting the walls and ceilings, some with sickening cracks as they hit stone or from the desks falling onto them. One such kid had his desk thrown towards the door where the back of his head would hit the door handle and large forward, the desk flying up at an awkward angle and hitting him in the head. He didn't cry out afterwards. However rising from where the four desks had once met would be an odd figure, although he had his back to Odysseus he could still make out that he was wearing a purple black robe and was holding some type of lightning rod, where had he come from?

"Those damn bastards, I thought Arlond said we would have more time." The man would mutter, walking over to the front wall and touching it with the lightning rod, suddenly between the cracks of the concrete black mist would snake out, the concrete cracking and falling down towards the floor where an endless black emerged. Within seconds the entire front wall would be gone and they would be exposed to the class they shared the wall with. Before anyone could say anything the abyss that the wall had fallen into shot forward and hit the other students and teachers, they didn't even make a sound as it crawled down their throats like a black ooze. Someone from Odysseus' class would say in the silence

"What the actual fuck..." The man would turn around, his face emotionless
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"Hurry up, we should report this to Princip-" He'd say before suddenly the floor would creak and break from under Jay's feet, the floor breaking and a massive hold appeared where Jay had once stood.

"Holy shit! Jay!" Johnny would yell, running over to near the edge of the hole, as he looked below he could make out the rubble of what had formerly been the floor and from under it all the legs of someone, but by the pattern and design of them it was clearly Jay. Jesus Christ. Nothing else was visible of the boy with the rest of his body no doubt buried under it all. Was he alive? Was he dead? It was hard to tell, however the situation seemed to be even more troubling as standing near the edge of the rubble would be a small boy, dressed in nice clothing and couldn't be more that five years old. He was staring at the rubble, his face unreadable.

"Do, do you think his ma or pa is under there?" Johnny whispered seemingly to no one in particular, he looked to Rever and Argo, it was clear from his facial expression he was in shock and had no clue what to do
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Oh the fun would indeed begin

"Hmm what do you mean?" He'd say turning around towards the wall as the glow got brighter and brighter until a purple laser like thing came crashed through the wall, melting the concrete and then into the teacher, ripping through his lower body like it was butter and carrying onwards and hitting several other kids, heads and bodies melting's the laser hit them and continued on through the other wall. The laser continued for several more inches before stopping, seconds later a man, short and extremely well built with blackened and ripped clothing would crash through the wall and into the melting pot of bodies and burning desks.

The following had happened in only five seconds. Five seconds and there was already eight deaths counting the strange man, teacher, and the six students. However the man would only growl and jump to his feet. Before Mark could even blink he had grabbed one of the kids next to him by the throat and threw him towards the broken wall just as a man wearing what looked like a Spartan chest plate and shoulder guard, a fur cloak, and having a stone like face covered by a barbarians beard and hair. The man would simply move his hand and sparks would lunge out, grabbing the body and throwing it to the side. Had- had he been the one who shot the laser? Was this some type of sick joke?

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The nearest person to Jeffrey who would be laying on the floor, she had a cut on her forehead which had created a small pool around her. Meanwhile bruises already seemed to be forming on her arms and legs while her leg looked twisted and was most likely broken she was unconscious and needed immediate medical attention, however no one seemed to be doing anything to help her or really any of the other injured students, only just looking down on them with worry or crouching down next to them

As the lights came back on Selene would see that it wasn't some jerk whom had accidentally dropped or knocked over an instrument, but instead several of the other students had fallen. People lay all around the band section bleed and crying from broken limbs and deep cuts. Several others were unconscious but all were injured being slumped over chairs, not the floor, or covered by an instrument unless they had somehow found themselves laying on them. What would she do?

The auditorium would be a symphony of noise for a long time with security guards and teachers trying and failing to gain some form of order, but then for some reason all talk and noise would end as if some primal instinct was telling them all to be quite. The silence would end just as the roof of the building was caved in, crushing all of those in its path with three figures falling down towards the floor. Everyone could see that from the broken roof a heavy blizzard was blowing outside, yet oddly enough it didn't blow into the building, as if some barrier was preventing the snow and heavy wind from entering.

As the three men fell down Valerie, Thomas, Wynett, Calvin, and everyone else could see that they were instead of falling that they were instead flying. The biggest of them all who had a short pointed beard and wore an outfit that seemed to resemble ancient vikings and another who wore a windbreaker and had spiked hair grappled, the thinner man kneeing the other one in the stomach and throwing him towards the doors where Calvin, Thomas, and Valerie just so happened to be.

The big man spun towards the door but seemed to regain himself by opening his palm and a explosion of air blasting him back towards the other two. Yet this proved to be faulty for the people near the blast, eardrums would explode and people would hear ringing, no other noise being able to be heard. Yet the worst of it all was the blast, Valerie, Thomas, Calvin, the football players, the security guard, and everyone else near the open palm would be flung into the air, Thomas hitting the wall hard but no other damage seemed to be done, Calvin would be thrown into the door, and Valerie... Nothing really remained of the girl, her body had exploded outwards and what remained of her chest was a mess of ribs and bloodied skin

The other man would be holding a icicle shard in both of his hands, throwing them at the man with the spiked hair, as the icicle was thrown with superhuman like speed a wind gust appeared out of no where and flung the icicle away, the shard that was five feet tall and just as wide being impaled near Wynetts feet, cracking the stage and sending pieces of ice all across it, some of it even cutting her legs. However the big man from before crashed into the smaller, causing him to fly towards the band section, but as if pushing something down the man with the spiky hair would catch himself with great wind gusts pushing everyone down and away. This... superhero? Whatever he was would land infant of the band section, back to the students and staring up towards the man who had thrown the icicle and the man who had let out an explosion of whatever with his hand, the trio all starting each other down, no one making a move

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WTF ran through Jeffery's mind as he saw the figures stare off. However, there was still the wounded girl, and he told himself to focus. He fought through the little medical knowledge that he did have, and began to search for something to put on the bleed on her head, hoping to put pressure on it. He was not going to take cloth off of someone else, but he didn't want to take any main articles. The sock was the only thing left, and so he took it off and pushed it against the wound on her head. That was all he could do, as he knew he should not move her at all, as that could amplify any internal injuries. He knew that he was likely inadequate for this task, and despite his personal feelings, began to pray that this girl would make it.

Once the pressure was put on the wound, Jeffery once again looked to the floating figures. His mind was in a slight state of shock, as he knew that by all scientific logic humans should not be able to fly, and yet there were 3 figures floating in midair. How the heck they held icicles spears without cringing also baffled him, as he knew what it was like to hold an icicle (which he could only do for a short time). Still, seconds seem to stretch out to eternity as the figures stared each other down.
 
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''God save us.. What is going on?..'' He mumbled to himself. But he couldn't hold back his thoughts and words. ''Who are you!? Why are you doing this? What do you gain from murdering innocent children?'' He cried out to the figure. He wanted to break the silence, he wanted answers, yet, he was scared, scared to death. He knew not of the true powers of the figure, he knew not if he would die and let those words be his last, but knew that he couldn't die knowing nothing. There he was, a mere child, a frightened and confused child, confronting what seemingly was a divine being.
 
Well, there went the only girl worth talking to.

Joy.

As it stood, he having the wind knocked out of him by being all but slammed into a wall; gulping air down as he tried to stand up. Failing that once due to bruised ribs and his back screaming at him to not do that; he finally got shakily to his feet. He shot a look to the door, then to the three guys clearly ready to do a Mexican Hero Standoff. Yeah, no; he's not going to stick around. Circling around toward Calvon he tries getting the black guy's attention, "Calvon! Calvon! We need to get out of here!"

Why was he so quiet!? Oh, right... the ears ringing. He actually couldn't hear himself. So instead he had been shouting, loudly...

"CALVON! CALVON WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!"

Not that either of them could hear it of course...
 
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Calvon would look around to see who is still around, looking for mostly his football players. However, noticing Thomas, he would get up and try to give Army American sign language to him to follow. He would also form a sentence with his lips, "We need to find another way." Hopefully, he will understand Army sign language and read lips.

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"Okay, okay, don't panic" Selene would tell herself as she realised that there were several wounded people on the ground, bleeding, injured, suffering.

"Who would do such things?" she'd ask herself kneeling down to the closest person.
It was just so much blood all over the place.
What had caused such a thing? Who could do something like that to innocent students?
"C-can I help with something?" Selene would ask one of them, kneeling down before a cold shiver went down her spine and she turned towards the roof.
"A-a blizzard? What is this weather... and what are those noises?" she'd ask herself, keeping a look on the events and staying quiet.
She was afraid, yes, yet she tried not to panic and keep her cool as out of nowhere 3 figures started to float and punch each other around with blasts of wind.
"What is this all about? Who are they?"
 
Thomas, not being versed in Army Sign Language, but understanding the big sweeping motion that is used in a tactical situation as 'come with me'. Of course, realizing he can't hear himself Thomas clams right the fuck up and all but hurries over keeping his gaze away from the 'heroes' who were there. Close enough, he mouths at Calvon, "Where to?" Seems he's willing to listen and not be an idiot when things come about to being dangerous.

Good to know.

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"What the...." Mark whispered. He was about to make a prequels reference when he realized that a Royal Spartan from Rome 2 was standing in front of him with magic powers. One capable of killing him with a shit ton of ease. It would be wise to remain undetected, if possible. Which is precisely what Mark tried to do.
 
Rever looked over the edge but back away a bit after seeing what was down there yeah prepared to jump out of the way incase the floor creaks underneath him, cause Jay was defiantly not ok. Rever was pretty stunned with the events so far, he could only guess that this was going to turn into some horror movie real quick the real question is what is causing all of this, most likely the kid down there. He then began to load a few paintballs into his paintball gun in case he needed to shoot something in the face soon, all while prepared to jump out the way in case the floor or something comes at him.
 
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Wynett's eyes widened. These weren't supers... fuck, they were monsters! People were getting thrown around like rag dolls... "Shit!" She swore quietly as the ice scraped by her. She couldn't be here, couldn't stay and get caught in the crossfire of this massacre. The girl ran off and into the side aisle on the left, staying to the wall, not daring to call to the others- it would attract attention to them, to her, or, worse, their movement would attract attention to all and they'd get... gah.

Don't think about it. Don't look around. Just... just don't. Crying already, she considered taking out her phone. Give friends and family goodbye, call for help. But there was too much at risk right now... couldn't even fucking get some last words out.

Better run than dwell on any of it...
 

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