Angst Crusaders
Libra was a student at the Fan Fiction academy.
It was her third year, and there was major Trouble.
She was on her way to her class on how to write a realistic fight, which was mainly about getting some first hand experience, i.e., the instructors would give you hand to hand or lasers or whatever it was that the class was about, and you would get beaten up.
Well, she thought, at least it was more interesting than Beta Reading.
She was wearing an old gi, which was spotted with charcoal from the class they had on grenade throwing, and ran into the last person that she would have wanted to see.
Biz.
Groaning to herself, all she could do was think, oh, no, what now?
"Well?" asked Biz. She looked like she was expecting something.
"What?" Libra answered, trying to get away.
Biz had grabbed her arm, while her crony, Scott, had gotten the other.
"Aren't you going to kiss my hand?" she said imperiously.
Libra, answering before she thought, said, "I would rather kiss a frog. It would be prettier."
Biz's face turned an interesting shade of purple.
"Why you little-" she growled, when RenegadeLegacy showed up.
"Hey, Libra, come on, we've got to get to class! We wouldn't want to miss seeing Larania blow up her own head again!"
Breathing a very deep sigh of relief, Libra twisted out of her captor's grip, and slipped away.
The realistic fight scene classes where held outside, largely because they were too dangerous to be held in doors.
Today was sword fighting, which made many of the students nervous. Larania, the assistant, could be very clumsy.
Larania was standing in front of the class, wearing a jacket that looked suspiciously like a straight jacket, with a mask made of a metal mesh.
"Okay, people, let's get dressed."
Libra and RL looked at each other like they thought Larania was loosing it again. Then they noticed the pile of similar stuff to what Larania was wearing, so they went over to get it on.
It was easier said then done, and it was made even harder by the fact that Biz had shown up as well.
"Oh, great," Libra muttered, seeing the bully arrive.
RL noticed where she was looking, and grimaced also.
"Okay, everybody dressed?" Larania shouted, when she saw that everybody had on their equipment.
"So, what are we doing? Watching you stab your own foot?" Scott sneered, seeing Larania pull something from a large bin.
"Do you volunteer to be my sparring partner?" she asked, sounding annoyed.
"Sure," he said nastily. He had already beaten her when it came to a shoot out, so he had no worries about this.
"Okay." Larania smiled, and pulled out a rapier and a broadsword. "Which one?" He chose the broadsword.
The two opponents squared off, and within two minutes, Larania had Scott on his butt.
"I-" he looked so embarrassed that for a few moments no one knew what to say.
"Well, shall we continue?" Larania said brightly.
Everyone just stared.
Next class was singing.
Naomi Sisko was an assistant in that class, with the main teacher being Jigglipuff.
Things started out smoothly enough, but soon Biz was being obnoxious again.
"Really, do we have to do that, over and over again?" wise-cracked the writer, who was now making fun of how Jiggilipuff sang.
The only problem with that was the moment she started to do that, she fell asleep. So did the whole class.
"Well, we took out another one, didn't we?" said Naomi, grinning.
"Jigg-a-lee-puff-" sang on the teacher.
The last class of the day was the one that Libra despised, not just because Biz was the one that taught it. It was about staying on-topic.
Libra was sitting next to RenegadeLegacy, talking quietly.
Biz overheard them.
"…and, you know that I hate the way that some people mess up my name…"
"If you can't stay on-topic, you will be expelled from the school!" Biz snarled, slamming her fists onto the table that Libra and RL was sitting at.
"We I thought this class was about anything fanfic related!" Libra protested. "This is fanfic related!"
"I say that it's not!"
"Who gave you the right to do something like that?" groused RenegadeLegacy.
"Xing, that's who," said the teacher with an air of superiority.
"Headmaster Xing?" someone whispered.
"Yes! You have been warned."
Libra and RenegadeLegacy sat absolutely quietly for the rest of the class. Larania walked up to them after class was over, and asked what was going on.
"I don't know," answered Libra, her eyes narrowing. "All I can say is that was really, really rude."
Naomi, who had been listening, nodded in sympathy.
"What are you going to do about it?" she asked.
"They do not have the right to take away my free speech," Libra proclaimed. "I will protest to the death if I have to, but I will say what I think."
Meanwhile…
Biz walked underneath the school in one of the many secret passages that honeycombed the foundation of the massive school house.
"I will have all the fanfiction powers," she hissed, " and their little dog, too."
To the left of her, in the ancient cave that made up the main chamber of her underground hideout, was a large pen. In it, muzzled and chained, was Fido, the Fan Fiction.Net watchdog.
Laughing, she continued. "When the time it right, I will take all of their ideas, and unleash the ultimate evil. I will control the spammers! MWAHAHAH!"