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[STROY BUILDER + FILLER: in other words, you can skip this if you're not in a reading mood wink ]Royce had a chance to change into his original clothes, that being a black Skrillex tee his dad gave him and dark olive cargo pants with his boots he won. As he saile on the brand spanking new luxury ferry that Damien had ordered yesterday, he noticed a couple of things as he sailed: a few demonic students were giving him both angered and confused glares, not sure what to think of the boy, while the angelic students were the same, though envy replacing the anger. At first he didn't mind, but it eventually ate away at his patience after about 10 minutes. He slapped his hand down and turned around, so all the students and staff could see his face. "AaaaaaaaaallRIGHTY! How's about we end this dead silence with a little chat, shall we? Especially since every person on this damned tub seems to love looking at my sexy a** for some reason." A few of the angels laughed, but the demons weren't so amused. If anything it pissed them off a little. "Of course your kind would laugh at this mass murderers joke. You consider him a hero, too?" An angelic girl stood up after the boy spoke, a sly smile tugging her lips. "Well not so far as a hero, but definitely an ally. Plus it's quite obvious who's side he's taken, isn't it?" "You shut your mouth, princess." "Or what? You think you can just talk down on us like trash, just because of your descent? That's Pride my friend, and perhaps even Jealousy." Royce was getting very annoyed by this self-righteous brats chanting, and with the way things were going it was just going to get worse without interference. "Pfft, you think that matters to me? Besides, you seem to be making the same mistake, little miss perfect, so how about you shut your mouth before I carve you up and eat you for lunch." "How dare you talk to me like that?!? You're the one who was damned to that forsaken hole you call home, so just-" A Romanesque ornament hanging on the wall swung just millimetres away from the girls face, her words cut off by a horrified gasp. "Shut. Up... please. seriously, you're annoying more than just that little tyke there, missy." The groups all rose, including the teachers who saw trouble, but Damien waved his hand, wanting to see just how the boy would handle the situation. "Wha... what in the heavens did you do that for? You attacked me! I thought you-" "I never chose a damned side, girly,and you'd best remember that before you start spreading that rumour around... if you and others haven't already. And second, if I'd attacked you, you wouldn't even be awake right now, especially since this little carving is made of solid marble." He calmly placed it on the wall and turned back around to the group. "... I bet that you didn't knock her out because she's an angel, am I right?" "Nope, and it's not because she's a girl either. Just thought I'd clear that one up, too." "THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU KILL EVERYONE THAT WAS A DEMON LAST NIGHT???" The demons were all rearing for a fight, but didn't make a move. Royce knew he couldn't say that he had a split personality purely because he knew it wasn't a good enough excuse. They needed to -see- what happened. "Damien," The man looked at Royce with musing eyes, knowing what he was about to ask. "I give everyone on this boat and this island to see the footage of last night to their own discretion." The man smiled and pressed a button on the wall, a large screen coming out from the roof. He pulled out a USB drive and handed it to a staff member, who plugged it into the side. The footage began to play, and the entire event was played out to all the occupants of the vessel, both shock, horror and disbelief in their eyes. "Since I'm the Human World representative, my duty is to my own race before anything else. One of my kind were taken hostage and they were using her as bait to lure me into an unfair and heavily disadvantaged fight. They did this because they held a petty grudge when I beat their leader in an agreed battle between me and him, where I knocked him out and won the fight, sparing his life of my own free will. " Footage of the first fight with audio played through the speakers, proving his story. "Since one of my kind, and a friend no less, were being used as bait and I was surrounded I had no choice but to use lethal force. But please listen to me when I say this: I only fought for the first quarter of the battle. The rest was an alternate personality that's trapped in my head from something that happened when I was only 5. All those who were brutally murdered and slaughtered were from Johnathens hands, not mine." The demons eyes were still glued to the screen, stuck on the stillframe of the sick, twisted smile of Johnathen. He turned to Royce, as did everyone else, and saw the sorrow in his eyes. He didn't like what happened last night as much as the demons did, and everyone saw that. "I'm not the type to discriminate between race because I have no reason to. What happened last night was the last thing I wanted, especially John taking over at the start. But I was backed into a corner and had no other option... if you still hold it against me, I won't try and change your mind. I've sad all I can." With that, he sat down and clasped his hands, waiting for some kind of sign of their opinion of what he said. "I'll leave the ball in your court."The demons and angels all looked at eachother, not quite sure what to think at first, until they all sat back down. The previous anger, hatred and ill feelings of just a few minutes ago were replaced by an ominous silence, any quarry with the boy now non existent and everyones thoughts on last nights events changed. Little did Royce know that he'd earned himself a very dedicated group of allies with this particular boats occupants, having all seen first hand just how trustworthy and honest this boy was... maybe even to the point it was beyond his years. [STORY + FILLER ENDS]

As the boat docked at the islands port, the first thing the group on the boat did was fly off into the islands facilites, wanting to get a good look at the arsenal they had on offer. Royce, however, just leisurely walked off and sliped his black backpack on as he always did. "You're never without that kit, are you?" "Never leave home without it. And besides, I'm on an ill-explored tropical paradise with no clue as to when I'll get lost-" "Umm, Royce?" Seleine was suddenly standing right next to him, with Liara on the opposite side. Royce was teleported to the front of the Main office where all gunners were to gather. Royce was now annoyed. "*sigh* What's wrong?" "Duck." He was confused for a second, then heard something behind him. "ROOOOYCE!!!" Before he knew it, he was tackled and piled on by 10 people at once, all of which were wearing paintball gear and masks. The chatter between them all was immense and filled with joy and energy: this was the Atherton 8th Junior Army Scout Division, aka Royces Scout Unit. Seleine couldn't help but smile at the sight of the group together again, while Liara was wondering why the group were killing their leader in such a brutal fashion. The other 40 humans, all of Australian and New Zealand nationality, were standing behind them all: they just watched and smiled as the group were getting their little moment out of the way. They were all teleported to the island as Damien said, and were given a full explanation as to the islands purpose and it's occupants... but Royces crew wanted to hear it from -his- mouth.

The volume of noise coming from the group was very noticeable, the surrounding Demonic and Angelic races wondering if all Humans were like this. Royce loved getting surprised like this, tackle and all, but when he heard Auras voice he gasped in horror. He never recognised her with the pink hair, but didn't really think anything of it for the moment. EVERY ONE OFF, NOW!!! They all knew what that tone meant and shot up right away, the guys helping the young lady up. "God damnit guys, you gotta be more careful." "Hey, it's not our fault we missed you!" "... it's been three days, Dory." The individual removed her mask, revealing a poutful face. "My name's not Dory, dipshit, it's Renee!" "Renee, Dory, same difference. You're just as forgetful as a damned goldfish, you know that?" Her cheeks began to glow red from anger: anyone would think she was 10 from the way she acted. Everyone just laughed while Royce gave her a quick hug, quickly nulling the situation. "Ah, you know I love ya, 'Nay." "Get off me." The red head and everyone else laughed, Renee quickly cheering up. Royces face went blank as soon as Aura spoke, however, trying to contemplate what she had said. It was a bit wierd for him aswell with the demanding and forceful tone, making it unsure as to how to say no. "... Umm, that'll be a little hard, Aura, since-" He turned and saw the girl in a new set of clothes, completely out of the normal way she dressed. In fact, it was completely out of character for her. "... wow, never took you for a miniskirt and tube-top girl, Aura." "I thought you'd like it, Royce: I picked it out myself." Royce smiled very deviously as the man put his hand on the boys shoulder. "You know what else I like?" "Hmm?" "This-" He Twisted the mans arm to his surprise, kneed him repeatedly in the stomach and, as a finale, lifted the man up and threw him on his back. He simply groaned and coughed, wheezing with each breath. "What was that for..." "That was for changing mine, Seleines, Liaras and Auras clothes without our consent. And a quick FYI: I normally go further than that, but we need a principle here in the Academy. And you're no use to us as a corpse." Damien never knew what the red-head was going to do, whether it was praise or punishment. And he had a feeling that he may never get a true grasp on that subject either. "Now, as for the whole participation thing, I-" "-We'd love to have another gun helping us out!" "Aye? Nonono, wait a sec-" "Alright, if she's that determined I'll allow it." "WHAT?!?" Another hologram above them all in the sky displayed the count on which teams were playing, and which people were in said teams. Auras name and face was pictured within the Human team, just below Royce and his lietenants, whose faces were yet tot be put up yet. Royce was amazed at just how quickly it was performed, and as a final F-U to the boy, Damien finished with a final word that sealed the deal. "Alright, the Human worlds teams have been decided and cannot be changed. Now we are waiting on the Demonic and Angelic realms." Royce was in total defeat, unable to believe his word was completely left out.

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Karin had made it to the island and was the first to check out everything that they had on offer... and to say the least, she was back in Hell again. The armoury was beyond impressive and the support items she had access to were beyond belief, ranging from rocket launchers and high-end tactical grenades to vehicles-VEHICLES. All of which could be ordered and materialised mid-game. The latter had specific drop-points but that didn't matter, all she knew was that human tech was absolutely beyond anything that she'd seen from any race. Since she'd already picked out her kit now, she was 100% set for the match and decided to go for a stroll, namely to find Calligon. Surprisingly she didn't need to look for long, as she witnessed him blazing down to the ground. Her wings were still lit up from the joy she was feeling after her kit was chosen, and they grew in intensity. She dove at the Neko and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "♪Caliii~♫ What took you so long, stupid housecat!" Her tone of voice was very playful, but she became worried when she saw the look on his face. "Hey, what's wrong? You look all bummed out."