Chapter 6

Summary: After his little brother ended up in a hospital, Shawn Kaijira was willing to do anything to ensure that he walks out unscathed. Even if it meant selling his soul. Which he happened to do. But as always, there's a price. With his brother, Issac Kaijira, fully healed, he must become something else to to fulfil his promise. He must become the new Spirit of Vengeance!

(A/N: Rated T for death, swearing and teenagers)

(Story Begin)

Shawn sits quietly on a desk as he watched his 4th period teacher, Mr. Jetson explain to the class how to use tools properly.

'That man from before really messed me up this morning' Shawn thought as he grabs his key chain and strokes the skull, 'maybe if I try to push it down, it'll go away'

"Now class" Mr. Jetson begins as he puts on a pair of goggles, "this week, we're going to be making something simple, but involves a lot of cutting"

The class cheers slightly. Mr. Jetson continues saying, "We're gonna be making a chair. Now it's dangerous working alone so we'll all be in groups of fours. Mr. Kaijira, please assign the groups while I grab materials"

Shawn gets up and walks in front of the class as Jetson walks out the room, "Alright class...forget the roster, here's what you'll do; two people who are friends will partner up with each other, then you two will partner up with the pair next to you"

The class quickly got up and migrated around the room before finally getting into groups of four. "Now everyone go over the rules with one another, let me know if you need help"

Shawn sat back on his desk and twirls a hammer in his hand. Meanwhile a hand is raised. Turning his head, he saw it was Megan Morse with a question.

"Yes, Ms. Morse?" Shawn asked the martian in disguise.

"If you don't mind me asking, Mr. Kaijira..." Megan began as she tried to find something to say, "why does your jacket have a skull on it?"

Shawn's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the skull on his back before taking his jacket off and looking at it with a small smile.

"My father once told me...that us Kaijira's were known to have thick skulls. So as an insult/gift, she made this for him"

Megan instantly felt guilty and tried to apologize, but then he said, "Don't apologize Ms. Morse. You had a question, so I answered it. She was right, we do have thick skulls...Is there another question you'd like to ask me?"

"How much would you give up to see them again?" The class looked at Shawn for an answer, but he then surprise them by saying, "Nothing"

"If I were willing to give up every and anything, my parents would've kicked the living shit out of me" he says with a serious expression, "the first thing they taught me was to treat everyday as if it were your last day. So when the end comes, you'll be able to hug Death and show that your ready"

The class was stunned by the Devil's Bounty Hunter's words as he continued, "There death will always sadden me and my brother for as long as we live, but we don't let that hold us down. We try to honor their memory by living, so that their death will not be in vain "

The class were silently letting the words sink in as they felt a new perspective opened before there eyes. But then Megan caught something in Shawn's words, ''Death be in vain?' I thought a car crash killed them?'

However, before Megan could think of anything else, the fire alarm went off, startling everyone. Shawn quickly puts on his jacket back on and says, "Settle down, it's probably just a drill"

The PA system speaks over the alarm, "ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS! PLEASE REPORT TO THE AUDITORIUM! TEACHERS, BRING YOUR STUDENTS TO THE AUDITORIUM, PLEASE!"

The class begins to pick up there belongings and race to the door.

"Wait a second" Shawn says stopping them. The teen looks at the speaker that plays announcements with a suspicious look,"...Let's stay here"

"Why's that?" Megan asks, confused.

"His voice was too alarmed. Out of all the alarms we've had, he's never once announce where to go. And why to the auditorium? Why escort all students into one room when there's a fire going on?...and half the class already left didn't they?"

"More than half" Megan says. Shawn looks at her and groans as they were the only two that were left in the classroom.

"Teenagers" he mutters under his breath.

(Line Break)

Connor sat in the the auditorium with Mal and Marvin right beside him. As soon as the alarms went off, he and his class headed to the auditorium immediately, without question.

The super clone searched the room for his martian girlfriend's class. "Where can she be?" He wonders aloud, making Mal look at him.

"Don't worry, they'll be here eventually" Mal says as he saw his girlfriend walk into the room.

"Easy for you to say" Connor says. As if on cue, Mr. Jetson's class walked in. However, he couldn't find Megan. Or Shawn. Mal looks at the class with a suspicious look.

"Odd" Mal says, "Shawn isn't there either"

"Why would that matter?" Marvin says as he plays on his phone.

"In the last six months I've known Shawn, he's been paranoid of everything. He analyses all kinds of things" Mal says. Connor looks at Mal confused yet intrigued, "So what does that mean?"

"He would usually tell me to watch and listen for things odd" Mal says as he looked around, "and I'm betting he caught something, and convinced Megan to stay behind"

"What?" Connor asked incredulously. He got up and walked out the auditorium to go search for Megan and Mal followed after them.

"Whoa, wait a second now" Mal says, "I didn't mean it like that"

Connor ignores him and continues walking. As they entered a stair well, they saw two men in armor assembling assault rifles. Fortunately, they didn't see the two teens.

Backing up slowly, they exited the stair well and turned around to walk back to the auditorium. But they were met with a man wearing an odd suit. One side of the suit was dark grey, while the other was light grey.

But what startled him was the man's face. One side of his face was normal, while the other was burned nastily to the point where there was only flesh.

"Ok kids, let's flip a coin. Heads, you go back to the auditorium. Or tails, you both die" Two-Face says as he held them at gunpoint. With a flick of his thumb, the coin flipped in the air and landed back in his hand.

Harvey Dent looked at the coin then at the two teens, "...If you two would please make your way back the way you came"

As Connor and Mal slowly made there way back to the auditorium, Connor sent a mental message to Megan, 'Ms. Martin, if you can hear me, do not come to the auditorium! We're being held hostage by Two-'

Gunshots and screams rang out through the school, shocking the three males.

"Alright you two, into the auditorium" Two-Face says, pushing the two into the auditorium. As they entered, the crime boss held his gun up and shot his gun twice, silencing and scaring the student body.

"Now, now ladies and gentle men, settle down" Harvey says as he walked down an isle to the stage, "I'm not gonna hurt anyone, so long as no one tries to escape"

The door suddenly opens revealing a large number of guards carrying guns walking in. One guard held a bin in there and held it in front of one row.

"Now I'm gonna ask you all to kindly put your phones in the bin" Harvey continued before Two-Face shouts, "OR ELSE!"

(Line Break)

Five minutes ago, Megan and Shawn were waiting in the classroom, waiting for someone to stop by. Shawn's ears suddenly perked up when he heard footsteps echo through the hallway.

But something was off.

There were multiple footsteps. Too heavy to belong to any student or teacher. Shawn gestured to for Megan to be silent as he got up and checked the hallways. He saw three armed guards checking a classroom before backing away.

He whispers to Megan, "Don't freak out, but there are armed men outside. I'm going to need you to hide, ok?"

Megan nods her head before crawling toward the closet door. As she hides in there, she received a telepathic message from her boyfriend, 'Ms. Martin, if you can hear me, do not come to the auditorium! We're being held hostage by Two-'

As a guard kicked the door to the classroom down, Shawn grabbed his leg and pulled. The guard screamed in pain as he was forced to do the splits.

The two guards pointed there guns at the teen, but Shawn quickly throws a left round house at the one guards gun, following up with a hook kick to the other guards gun with the same leg.

When their guns hit the floor, they fired, echoing through the room. Megan scream in panic and accidentally drop the mental link. Shawn throws a right cross at one guard and blocks a left hook from the other.

Hooking his arm around his opponent, he yanks it downwards, dislocating the arm. As guard fell down screaming in pain, the guard on the ground staggered to his feet, clutching his private parts.

Shawn saw this and gave a small yet sadistic smile and bashes his left the guard in the face, breaking his nose. One of the guards saw both his comrades on the ground and grabs one of the guns on the ground.

He clocks the guns and aims it at the teen. Extending his hand at the guard, a chain shot out of his sleeve and wraps around the gun. With a yanking motion, the barrel of the gun hits the guard in the face, knocking him out.

The chain unwrapped from around the gun and retracts back into his sleeve.

"Huh?" Shawn rolls his sleeve up to see if the chain was still there, but was surprised to see the chain merge with his skin, creating tattoo of the chain wrapping around his forearm.

"Great, how do I explain this?" He mutters to himself. He heard a gun click and turns to see the guard with a broken nose point a gun at Shawn. Shawn raised his arms in surrender, but suddenly he was slammed into the ceiling by an invisible force.

The teen sighs in relief and slumped his arms. But at his movement, the guard was slammed to ground. Shawn looked at his hands oddly, "What the..?"

He shook off the thought and quickly runs to the closet, "Megan, it's safe to come out n- what the hell?"

Shawn looked around the closet for Megan, but it's like she disappeared.

"Where did she...?" Shawn looks around the room before hearing more footsteps coming his way, "Shit"

Giving one last look around the closet, Shawn closed it and quickly puts a desk in front of it just in case. He quickly moves out the classroom, but not before picking up two hammers.

'Let's hope no one tries to play hero' Shawn thought as he ran up some stairs.

(A/N: Should I make an anime opening? Or leave it alone?)