[center][color=778899][img]https://i.imgur.com/bA9v35A.png[/img][/color][/center] [center][@AtomicNut][@Crowvette][/center] [hr] The one before them stood there. He had a school uniform jacket laying on the roof next to him, leaving him with only a sweat drenched tanktop covering his chest. He was a lanky individual, but had pulsing veins like thick cords nearly bursting out of his skin. "Didn't take you long..." he snarled. "Ah, well that's fine! It might be fun to see you squirm firsthand!" he chuckled darkly, turning to face Cel and Alyonya, eyes wild and wide-open. "So tell me! Did you like it? Did it get your blood pumping!?" However, he then paused and frowned. "Wait... who even are you? I don't recognize..." Wolf was the last one to make it to the rooftop. As he stepped out of the doorway, he saw the individual in question. The roots unwrapped themselves from his waist, the nest of vines coiling tightly around Kiwi. The wild-eyed student scoffed, "Hah, didn't expect to see you here! I'm surprised you-" And then he simply vanished off the face of the planet. All that was left was a faint shimmer in the air, with Wolf's arm now outstretched in that direction. Without a word, Wolf marched across the roof toward the shimmer and a moment later likewise vanished. [b]. . .[/b] The student saw the three before him, but it hardly mattered. He had only just begun to flex his new power! He grinned when, a moment later, a massive surge of black ooze burst out onto the roof from behind them, swallowing them all up. He laughed maniacally. It was almost disappointing how quickly they'd succumbed. However, his laughter died away as the surge of ooze continued toward him, rising up and swirling around him. In hindsight, he hadn't remembered summoning it. It also no longer responded to his commands. "Wh-what is this?!" Had he lost control of it? Was this some sort of side-effect?! Then with no warning a hand burst out from the ooze, clamping down on his face... [b]. . .[/b] He next found himself in a bleached white room. He tried to move but couldn't. He looked down to see he was seated in a chair, his arms and legs bound to it. Looking up, he saw the boy again, the last one to arrive. Wolfram, second-year student and competitor for dead-last at Clausewitz. "What the fuck is th-" he pulled at the ropes, but they didn't so much as budge. If anything they felt tighter than before. [color=778899]"Shut up."[/color] Wolf stared him down coldly. "Hmph," he narrowed his eyes. "You're just mad because you never had the guts! This bullshit school stomps you down if you don't meet their absurd standards! You know exactly what I mean, you just don't have it in you to do anything about it! Those dumbasses finally gave me a leg up on you all, they just didn't expect me to turn it against them! I wonder how many of their precious [i]good[/i] students I was able to swallow up!" Wolf's pupils just shrank to furious pin-points at his words. [color=778899]"Swallow up?"[/color] [i]Plip![/i] The student looked down at his feet. It was like a little blot of ink had dropped to the floor, seeping into the endless white to stain it black. [i]Plip plip plip![/i] More drops rained down. He looked up to see that the ceiling had a huge, dark splotch growing on it. It began to bulge out and distend, the rain of staining ink increasing. "The fu-!?" He against struggled against his bonds, but they were tighter than ever. Then in a sickening deluge, the dark blister burst open, a torrent of ink pouring out to cover the entire floor. From the hole a long, slender arm as black as the night sky reached out. Then another. And another. Four in total. Their collective fingertips gripped the edges of the opening to pull the rest of its body through. It's entire form was pure black, almost shapeless and near impossible to see against the increasingly stained backdrop, but enough of the white remained yet for him to see it. It's head was large and bulbous in contrast to its thin, boney arms. Suddenly, one by one, eyes began to appear across its surface, seeming to float up from within its slick, inky face. One, two, then a dozen. "Seriously! What the fuck is all this?!" [color=778899]"You're pathetic,"[/color] Wolf spat. [color=778899]"You complain about being weak, then the second you have power you lash out indiscriminately. Everyone was better off when you were nobody, because you've only proven the alternative doesn't deserve to exist."[/color] The inky monster suddenly reached out with two of its arms, one clamping down on each of his shoulders. Every one of its many eyes was fixed upon him. Then its bulbous visage began to split apart down the middle until its entire head peeled open to reveal a massive, gaping maw. "W-wait! NO! D-" Ignoring his complaints, the monster lunged forward, closing its teeth around his head and shoulders whole. A piercing scream echoed off the walls of the white room. Every single one of his muscles tensed and strained against his bonds, but they wouldn't give. A moment later he went quiet, hyperventilating, trying to comprehend that he was somehow still in one piece. He was again in a pure white room, still in the chair, and the monster was gone. [color=778899]"It has nothing to do with guts."[/color] His head snapped back up as Wolf spoke again. [color=778899]"I'm just not that weak."[/color] Wolf strode forward and then kicked him in the chest, toppling him and the chair over backwards. He expected a short fall, but found himself tumbling painfully down and down. He finally hit bottom and the chair splintered on impact, freeing him. He was now a the bottom of a stairway, surrounded by darkness with the only light streaming down from above past Wolf's silhouette. As he pushed himself to his feet, he realized the floor was damp. Looking at his hands, he realized they were stained with ink. [i]Plop.[/i] Behind him he heard a wet footstep. Immediately his pulse shot back up to an erratic, frantic pace. He tried to race up the steps, but his legs felt like lead. Each step was a herculean effort and seemed to get him no closer to the top. If anything, with each step, the light he sought to escape to seemed to fade. [color=778899]"This is my school."[/color] Wolf's voice echoed down to him as he felt a cold hand wrap tightly around his ankle. [color=778899]"You don't belong in it anymore."[/color] "Stop! Please! Don't do th-" Another reached around to clamp over his mouth before the next two wrapped around his torso the drag him back into the dark. [b]. . .[/b] Cel and Alyona would see the shimmer began to fade and then suddenly, only a minute after Wolf had vanished, he and their target reappeared. The boy had fallen to his knees at Wolf's feet, trembling and with tears pouring from his eyes. "Wh-wh-wh-wh-" He seemed to mumble incoherently until suddenly Wolf just raised a foot and kicked him across the face, throwing him down. He lay there for a moment before he reached out, fingertips clawing at the rooftop as he tried to push himself back up with his shaking limbs. "Y-you... b-... b-bastard..." He snarled. "Y-you think... m-m-mindgames... can..." He grit his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging, but then... nothing. "Wh-" [color=778899]"I told you."[/color] Wolf stared down at him. [color=778899]"The alternative shouldn't exist. I just reminded you how pathetic you are,"[/color] he scoffed and turned away. Now facing Cel and Alyona again, they could see the stream of blood running down from his nose to stain his collar. He began walking away, but the other student somehow found the strength to stand. "Y-you... d-don't... you..." With a frantic shout, he surged forward, fist raised, but Wolf turned, leaning past the fist and raised a single finger to jab against the other boy's forehead. He froze, eyes losing focus. His arms then went slack as his entire body began to convulse before he collapsed entirely, foaming at the mouth. Wolf grit his teeth, glaring down at him before huffing and once more resuming his walk back toward the others. [color=778899]"Thanks for saving the school..."[/color] he muttered to them, clearly not caring to take any credit for what had just happened.