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"No its ok. Ill talk to you later ok." She said feeling unneeded and walked to the door. She looked back at Kozue and left disapearing out the doors. As she walked down the path Mell dug through her pockets for her phone at last finding it she hit speed dial. "Yea its me..... no not-...... its harder than---- I need more time----- fine." She clicked it off and fallowed the tire treds of William's bike.

Will pushed the bike out from behind the dance hall and looked at Kozue. 'hey come on, it wont take her long to find out the tire tracks lead to no where..." He said with some ergency in his voise.

The motor cycle was shining brilently from the polished aluminum fram and rebult engin. It was hard to beleave it was the same bike.

Will wanted to as far from Mell as he could possibly be. "Yea, but I think she up to some thing, and the litle survival voise in my head says grab you get out of here before she comes back. Its never faild me before so... I want to make sure she wont atack you... so please get on the bike and lets get out here." The tone of fear was unmistakable in his voise.

Mell was getting ticked off now, the matryarch had just told her to drag him back and he pulled a hoodeny just like before. It was like he knew every moove she was going to make before she evan thought of them. But then there he was on his bike with the girl about to ride off to god knows where. She screamed out and sent a huge ball of flame at them missing and torching a tree.

'"Shi-!" The flam just missed them and there was mell. "Time to go!" He said kick startong it and they pelled out away from the bulding and left the scholl flying though the gates nearly heitting several students and siding on to a dirt road. Will put his foot down on the grownd to steady the bike. She wasn't shifting her weight with him or the bike nearly sending them into the road. But he some how got control back as they were in arms reach of the dirt below them and spead off down the road.

"Some where were fire girl wont go near besides my dirty clothes bag."WIll said bolth jokingly and honestly. He allwas seamed to be a differnt person when it came to being on a road driving what ever could be driven.

He reached down and adjusted some thing on the engin and then reved. The bike raod to life and leaped down the road.

Mell stood there barly keeping her anger undercontrol standing by the doors. The silence was broken as he cell phone rang. She picked it up and chucked it at the wall as hard as she could and then torched it.

"GOD DAMN YOU FRANSWA!"

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Slade walked into the empty dance hall. How boring. He was just exploring around the school hoping for something to happen. He didn't know exactly what but it seemed not to matter anymore. His thoughts were now all that consumed him. Funny to think that once in his half-life he was only thoughts and pain and now he thought so clearly that he could consume his mind with spontaneous thoughts and still have it all sorted. He like things that way.

He drew his revolver and began spinning it. This revolver seemed to be what amused him the most. He stopped spinning it now to feel the metal of it. He let his fingers pass over the barrel and felt the memories of all his victims pass though his mind till he reached one memory in particular. His last mission. He winced and pushed that memory aside and swore to himself.

Still not ready to face it...

He sat down now and just looked at his revolver.

From the shadows of the dance hall a figure stirred, unfurling like a great cat aftera long sleep and in fact a loud yawn followed. In the corner now was obviously the young-looking Fox Demon several in the school had come to know, he hair slightly mused and her clothing rumpled from a night of tormented sleep. She'd found this area to be the one of most disuse and therefore most undisturbed, thus dubbing it her sleeping quarters as she had no place in the dormitories and trees were being blown up on a regular basis.

Scythe was now sitting up, rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands and hunching over her outstretched legs. She was visably tired, exhausted, and the darkened circles under her eyes was proof enough of her nightmares. It had been the whirl of air from the spinning revolver that had woken her up and if she'd been rested in the slightest the gun would have exploded right then.

"Goddamit Slade what the ******** do you want?"

She'd brought one of her hands down from her face, still rubbing her left eye irritatably. Her voice was harsh and strained from the lack of use and energy. In her mind she knew Slade was one of the last people she should be in the company of right now and as much as it worried her she really didn't care.