"They did what?! Those little cowardly bastards did what?! Oh just wait 'till I got my hands on them. I'll rip them apart, I'll go more sadistic and crazy on them then Alv did on the Nouvlesse!" Greyish-purple eyes followed the hot headed woman as she marched up and down in her small office/changing room.
"I can't believe it! I'm gonna blow them up! I…I…I…why the hell don't you say anything Armbrust?!" Purple eyes fixed on the male sitting in the chair behind the desk, daring him to say something wrong.
"Out of experience, I believed it to be safer for letting you finish your little rant, before I'll help you killing these kids."
"I won't need your help, actual I don't need anyone's help with that! I won't even need power for that! I simply go and rip 'em apart with my bare hands!"
"Your ambition is honorable, dear, but I fear you'll have to accept the fact that I'll join you on that mission." Éclair glared at her husband of multiple centuries, despite him having all right to join her on it, she just wasn't that kind of team player, not when it came to her babies.
A knock on the door interrupted Armbrust from saying what he wanted to say and without waiting for an answer the door opened revealing who knocked. In the door stood a dark haired man wearing a white shirt and black tie and looking quite peeved.
"Miss Desjarden is it true what the students just told me?" The red haired woman glared at the man, while also having a sickly sweet smile drawn onto her face, she couldn't stand him, like over the half of the people here and the reason was quite easy.
"Well I wouldn't know, after all they told you and not me. Still, considering they told you and not me, let me scum this whole conversation up shortly. I'd say they lied, you won't believe me, believing the students and, mind you, I know you sleep with at last one of them. Now you get even more peeved and your face color is rivaling Dextras hair. You'll accuse me of being biased, though we both know exactly who is the biased one of us two and let me tell you it's not me. After telling you this you wanna bring the argument of how I totally favor Carrietta and Matthew and mistreat the other students, and I'll use the argument you cannot beat and that's: All of my punishments are right and just and for everyone and I do have more than enough evidence." The other teacher glared at the red haired woman. Éclair on the other hand only smiled a faked overly sweet smile.
"Anything else, Mr. Ulmann?" The red haired woman continued smiling sickly sweet while her amethyst colored eyes dared the man to say something. Armbrust chuckled silently. The other teacher didn't even notice how thin the ice he was walking on really was. He was playing with fire, with the woman that even scared Satan shitless and he was losing faster than a plane without fuel lost high.
"Yes, yes there is Miss Desjarden." Éclair skeptically raised an eyebrow but nodding, motioning for him to continue.
"The students told me that someone threaten them, as they had a friendly chat with the nu-White twins" Armbrust gave a barked laugh.
"Friendly chat, sure, beating up two shy and afraid classmates is what I would consider a friendly chat." Ulmanns eyes shoot over to Armbrust, who he until now didn't noticed. That blue haired -really? Red hair, blue hair? Was freakish hair color time?- sitting in a chair next to Desjardens desk, wearing some unusual expensive suit and an overly large briefcase standing next to him.
"And who are you? The bomb commando?"
"Really? Bomb commando? That's the best you could come up with?" Armbrust chuckled slightly at his wife's grumbling next to him, before answering.
"I? I'm only a guy visiting his wife at work. A guy who believes you really should check in with reality or at least a psychiatrist, when you believe students ganging up on two others students to be a friendly chat." Éclair laughed. The expression of Ulmann was simply priceless. Eyes wide, jaw would be hitting the floor, if it would be humanely possible. Éclair loved to see this shocked expression on that arrogant teachers face. God did she hated him. Ulmann was one of the worst teachers here, in her opinion. He was playing favorites -hell Éclair did see him making out with one of the students- and belonged to the teachers that were picking on Tweedledee and Tweedledum -no on Carrie and Matt as they are called now- the most, really who even allowed him to look after young adults?
"If you want to I could give you the number of a good one, of course he isn't really cheap and lives in Washington DC, but considering your mental health you really, really need him." Ulmann started to stammer and stumble over his own words, making a clown out of himself while he was at it. Éclair raised an eyebrow as she managed to make out a few of the stumbled words, clearly confused.
"Tell me Mr. Ulmann do either I or my husband have green hair?" The black haired teacher shook his head slightly.
"So what gives you the idea that Sebastian or I was this green haired girl that threatened the students that she would do…what exactly was it? Rip out their throats, force them to eat their own balls, claw out their eyes and let them drown in their own blood and shit?"
"Y-you are, you are-"
"Two of the few who actually see how you mistreat the twins. You really should be ashamed, to treat your students like that." Ulmann glared at the red haired woman and her husband. Those two were hiding something! He knew it! He watched the Desjarden woman for some time now, since she showed up in the teacher room as the new PE teacher and nearly ripped his head off when he mentioned that it would be a favor for the White twins to be put into a mad house. But before Ulmann could find his voice again to say anything, Mr. Desjarden opened his mouth.
"If you would be so friendly to leave now, I'd like to talk to my wife, alone. I don't have much time left as I do have a plane to catch. Of course if you want to explain to the President that I came too late for a meeting with her because you held me up and I could not get my plane on time, be my guest." Ulmann gaped again. That man had a meeting with the President? The President? The President of the USA?!
"Nice, I think you broke him. Okay, listen Ulmann", Éclair started while she shoved Ulmann out of the door, "you be a good boy and leave us the hell alone and you better check in with the school nurse, bye-bye." In a happy sing sang voice Éclair threw the door close and turned towards her husband.
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"So and now explain me why the hell you told him about your meeting with the President, no wait better yet tell me why you're even meetting her and why the hell Un-ou is here and threatening students behind my back." Armbrust looked at his wife, his former friendly expression darkened and turned into a grim one.
"Because...the Nouvlesse" Éclairs eyes widen in surprise, her eyebrows disappeared behind her bangs before it quickly turned into a just as grim and sour expression as her husbands. She remembered how the Nouvlesse not only were they responsible for Alv and Dvergr going against their friends, they also were responsible for…for…
Éclair covered her mouth with a hand, trying to stop sobbing sounds to escape it, as she remembered the second major event that led the E.S to lose two of her members.
"There are still descendants of the Nouvlesse that do share the view of them and call themselves Nouvlesse, as you know. They too figured out that Carrie and Matt have abilities, of course they don't know who the two actually are but…they do want to use them. Get them on their side. Use them against the GOTT." Slightly nodding to show that she understood, Éclair leant against the door behind her and crossed her arms deep in thoughts.
"But that is simply stupid. Even if they would get them on their side, which they will not, they are not gonna use my babies for their sick desires, they won't be strong enough against fully trained E.S members. At the moment even Di-Air got more experience as they do, better control on her abilities and we even managed to beat them in numbers so no matter what they do they can't win with just-…Armbrust they are not planning on using it, are they?" A long sigh was heard. Armbrust reached into his pocket to pull out his cigarettes and put one into his mouth.
"As stupid as it would be, they are." A metallic clicking, the up flaring of an orange flame, the top of the ciggy lighted up.
"But that is…the Nouvlesse tried it before…they tried it on him…do you remember how it ended? He went berserk! He completely lost control, over himself and his abilities! He killed the Nouvlesse there and nearly us as we tried to get him back under control! He didn't stopped until he nearly killed Tweedledee! Do you remember it? How he looked as he registered how close he was to killing his own sister? The woman he loved the most? Do you remember?! Do you?!"
"Of course I do." Armbrust inhaled deeply before he blew a soft stream of smoke out. He remembered it too good for his own liking.
Star Century 0233. The Nouvlesse wanted to strength their troops, thought it never really came out why, and created a drug that should strengthen the E.S members abilities. Tweedledum was their first E.S member on who they tried it and the result was a real catastrophe. The strength of Magnetfeld may had increased a lot, but he lost control completely. Four Nouvlesse who were there to watch the results, six scientists who created the drug and nine doctors who were there to watch over his health were brutally murdered by the Magnetfeld user. Éclair, Alv, A-ou, Dextera and himself could only restrain him after he was in too much of a shock about nearly killing his sister. In the end they build a device, with lots of sleepless nights from Eclipse, Mercredi and Lumiere's side, which helped him to regain control over his ability.
"Our abilities are strong and we can train them to become even stronger, but to use such a kind of drug to strengthen them only results in us losing complete control. This drug shuts off parts of our brains which makes us act like mindless beast…at least in Tweedledums case it did."
"And they want to use it on Matt and Carrie, even though they should know what happened last time?" Éclair sighed as Armbrust nodded.
"Great, when I see them I'll kill them. So now back to my original question. President? Un-ou?"
"The Nouvlesse would need a place we can't interfere with their plans easily, and the twins are, which would make this planet the ideal place to prepare their plans. And Un-ou, well he and A-ou had been ordered to look after the twins, no don't say anything now", said Armbrust and raised his hand to stop Éclair from interrupting him, "you can't follow them everywhere. You are their teacher, you know how suspicious it would be when you follow them everywhere?" A sigh followed by a nod in understanding, Armbrust smiled.
"Good. You know I'd love to stay and explain more, but well, you know I got a meeting with the President, and she's still wary of all of this…so for now…I'll call you later to night." Éclair nodded as Armbrust stood up and walked past her. As Armbrust pushed the door down handle a metallic click echoed through the small room and Armbrust could feel cold metal pressed into his neck.
"Forget you're married and I'll pump your ass full of lead, did I make myself clear?"
"But of course, I love you too" And with that Armbrust left Éclairs office.
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"Idiot. I'd told him more than once to not say it like that." Éclair huffed with a small blush as she put the pistol away.
Thanks for the beta-ing go to FunahoMisaki
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