"Damn, I am soaking wet." Sharpfang cursed as she headed into school. Lightening flashed overhead. hehe, this will make my day better.never mind Sharpfang had come the conclusion that it was going to be one of those days the minute she had walked into school. It was the Tuesday after a 5 day week end, and Sharpfang was not thrilled. She walked into art class and about fell over. I am beginning to wonder if all of planet Gunsmoke has decided to invade this school "Sharpfang, you look a little ill." Kira said, as Sharpfang sat down at the very far end of the table. "I am about to have a serious problem." Sharpfang said, sounding far away. "Hello everyone, my name is Vash and I will be helping in art, for the rest of the year." "Sir, can I go get something from my locker?" Sharpfang asked. "Sure." Vash said. Sharpfang raced out of the room and ran for the chemistry room. The teacher was about the only person who would understand why this latest turn of events was bad. "Problem?" Wolfwood asked as Sharpfang ran in the door. "You could say that." She said, "guess who just showed up in my art class." "Either Knives or Vash." "Vash." "You are correct, Sharpfang, this is bad. How do you plan to handle this?" "What?" She about screamed. "You are the second in command, Sharpfang the Blackwolf." He returned flatly. love that title "Ok, you keep Vash distracted and preferably out of sight of Legato. That way, I can hopefully prevent a shoot out." "How am I supposed to do that?" Sharpfang pulled a box of donuts from her bag. "Think bribery." She said with a smile, "I know Vash's weak spot." She said, handing Wolfwood the box of donuts.

She returned to the art room, with twenty minutes to go in class, dripping wet. "Let me make this painfully clear," she said to Kira, "this never happened. Do not mention this latest change of teachers, do not even think about it during any event that any of our thoughts can be picked up." "Meaning?" Kira asked. "I talked to Wolfwood and he is going to do his best to keep Vash and Legato apart. Such a meeting can only end in trouble, think shoot out." "I will the best I can." "Hello, I am back." Her art teacher came back into the room. "Sharpfang, I am worried about you, you always seem so negative." "I am not that negative." Sharpfang said, hiding her exaperation. This is why I switched advisories, you went from sounding like Vash, to sounding like Rem but stayed that way

Sharpfang let her history class lull her into a half asleep trance. It covered over all of the mishaps of first period. By the time advisory rolled around, she had almost completely forgotten why she had about had a nervous break down. The only thing that shook her was the threat of a super cell showing up, think tornado.

Anything interesting happen over the break? {Yes, I got to go to some truly dreadful conference about school and religion} how did you get dragged into that {I really wish I knew} Sharpfang walked into the room, and noticed that something a little different. Spread out on one of the desks was a set on black fur armor ornamented with silver wolf skulls, or at least what looked like miniature ones. On the collar was a wolf made of a red tinted metal, which really threw her for a loop. the red wolf, Shou'fang's insignia, how could anyone know, the wolfen god of the hunt, strange The helmet was adorned with a full face mask made out of an animal skull bound together with metal. She looked totally lost. {That is for you} what? {I told you I would get armor and weapons, Blackwolf} weapons? He motioned to the pile of things next to the armor. A pair of sais with fur ornamented sheathes. {The sais conceal guns. They are in the pommels of the weapons.} Thank you She slid on the armor over her clothes. As she ran her hands over the shoulder and back to smooth it down, her hand ran over something attached to the shoulder. What is that? {a skull} No one I know, I hope She was wondering how she missed it when she had had the armor off {a wolf, if you are wondering, I can get you a human one if you wish} wolf is fine, it will have the same effect on the class as the human one you wear Sharpfang slid on the clawed hand guards and mask.really wish I had a mirror {you can continue to wear normal clothing, but keep this within reach, when our target shows up, you will need the protection, the leather hides bullet proof material} understood, but I think I will wear this for class today, see how they react {no difference to me}Crud, I forgot I have Anar's class next {tell me how he reacts}

"Ok, what have we here. Is it Halloween again?" Anar sneered as Sharpfang entered his classroom. .not going to kill him, not going to kill him. "No, Anar, just my new uniform." She answered coolly. "I am not breaking dress code am I? In fact I am one of the few in this room that is not in violation. Am I right?" "You are correct." Anar said, trying not to have to admit that she had him.

"Hey Satan, can I wear that?" Torrall asked. "No." She said as she sat down. She took off the helmet and hand guards, considering she was going to need to type. "In this essay is the idea of the non-conformist, the rebel.." Anar started talking. "Tell me how this society looks at the rebel." He said, staring right at Sharpfang. "As both a being who is to be respected and mocked depending on who you ask." She said watching how his eyes moved. They fixed on the wolf skull. "Are you a non-conformist?" He asked. "Yes." "I can tell that by your dress." arg, do not ask a question you do not want an answer to The class was over none too soon. Anar and Sharpfang spent a great deal of time shooting daggers at each other across the room. Lightening flashed as Sharpfang left, framing her in the door. "The priest was wrong. You are the demon not that fool Legato." Anar snapped as Sharpfang left.

"Sharpfang, is that you?" Tige asked, sitting down. Sharpfang slipped the mask up, "yes, what do you think?" "Its not Halloween, so either you are working on this for art or.never mind" Tige said looking slightly bewildered. "Something related to the Gung Ho Guns I take it." Sharpfang nodded. {How did he react?} Not well as you can imagine, he thought I looked like a demon She flashed an image of the lightening framing her is the door {He is close, you can make even me nervous at some points}Is that a good thing or a bad thing? "Eek, what is that? Now two of you are wearing skulls, I can not stay in this class, you two are making me sick." Babs said, as she entered the room breaking Sharpfang's train of thought. {Hungry?} Let me handle this, I am thinking take out instead of fresh road kill{.?} school lunch "Babs, take everyone's order then go get us food, preferably oriental take out." Sharpfang commanded with a wave of her hand. Torall and Duras started laughing. "You can go help her." Legato snapped forcing them to help in the food run.

"You know, you are starting to worry me." Tige said, tapping Sharpfang on the shoulder. "Trust me, this is a lot better than him killing them, which at some points he has been ready to do." Sharpfang explained, dropping her voice. "I give up." Tige said exasperated.

Lunch was 'delivered' and that saved Sharpfang from having to follow Legato around through lunch period to keep him away from Vash. Wolfwood some how managed to Vash out of chapel much to Sharpfang's relief. So far, so good, but I can't do this every day During chemistry, Sharpfang spent the entire time running plans for avoiding possible police involvement by Wolfwood. She hated having this class at the end of day. "Might I ask where your loyalties lie." "My loyalty is to the Gung Ho Guns, or more accurately to their leader. I take my job seriously and a full scale shoot out on the green would amount to either Vash or Legato, or for that matter you on death row and they pull the switch pretty damn fast down here." "You honestly think that the authorities could contain us." "Yes, I take you are not familiar with the National Guard, no amount of mind control can get rid of them, and there are more of them than you can take out. Vash would be useless in that situation. Besides, at that point they call out the ATF and its all over." "Ok, but how would I be involved?" Sharpfang motioned to the cross. "Got it. Vash is not making life easy for us." "I have come to the conclusion, if Knives shows up, I will personally drag Vash out and throw him at Knives' feet. That way I can put an end to all this stress in my life, I was never taught diplomacy and this has taxed what skills I have." "Glad you are on our side. I am curious, you like the uniform design, it's little out of character for the Gung Ho Guns. Most of the female uniforms show a little more um." Sharpfang glared at him, that you say that again and I will rip you apart kind of glare. "It suits me perfectly, heavy metal, ease of movement, major shock value."

"All students will proceed to the gymnasium after the end of class, a tornado has touched down within two miles of us." A voice on the intercom said. "This is a problem isn't it?" Wolfwood asked Sharpfang. "That is the understatement of the century, tornados are bad enough, throw in the presence of Vash the Stampede and Knives' right hand man in the same building for a long period of time, in a room that can easily be seen across. On top of that throw in restless students, an on edge staff and a serious possibility of looking one of natures most dangerous forces in the eye and this can not end well." "What exactly is a tornado?" "Massive swirling wind that rips everything in its path apart, kind of like what Vash causes." Sharpfang explained. "Look, I know you might get into trouble for this but can you let every one out a little early?" She asked. "Yes, why?" "I want you to lure Vash into one of the practice rooms in the hallway by the art room, and then stay there with him, get Millie and Meryl while you are at it. They showed up this morning alone with Vash. You will be safe there, and that gets all of them out of the way, the gym could not handle an impact." She was thinking fast. "What's why the interest in our safety?" "You want to be the one to tell Knives that both his second in command and his brother were killed because of human stupidity combined with a natural disaster, what do you think would happen? You deal with keeping Vash alive, I will deal with Legato." "I take it you have a plan to stay out of harms way too." Wolfwood cringed at the thought of what Knives would do. "There is a large room on the other side of that wall. I will go there and have Legato follow me, its hell of a lot safer than the gym, as for role call, mind control fixes that problem." "Get out of here, I will follow your plan." Wolfwood told her. Sharpfang ran for the Math Wing. {I was wondering when you would show up, what is a tornado} I will explain later, right now I need you to follow my lead {I take it you have gone through a drill like this before} ok, you know the lunch room building She imagined the lay out of the building, highlighting the section where she knew there was at least a prayer of safety. I am directing my friends to go there as well, run understand {at this point, I am not asking questions, I picked up bits of your conversation with Wolfwood} She led the way through the sea of grass and water, as the lightening flashed over the sky, lighting up the sky blue and purple, thunder could be heard compounding the confusion. Sharpfang resisted the urge to stand and watch the storm. The hail was enough to convince her otherwise. I need you to make it so that no one asks questions {done} The choir room was dark, but Sharpfang saw several forms in among the equipment. Kira, Tige and Rel sat under various large pieces of equipment for cover. "Now what?" Rel asked, " a voice in my head just told me to come here." "Now we wait." Sharpfang said. "Hey, Sharpfang, mind explaining the change of costume?" Rel asked. "New uniform, suited to the second in command of the Gung Ho Guns." Sharpfang answered, painfully aware that she had to step lightly. "That reminds me, who is Knives?" Tige asked, directing her question at Legato. "Legato," Sharpfang said, "I need you to stay here. I need to find out what is going on, I will run down to the gym and be back as fast as I can. Until then, explain them what the Gung Ho Guns is, I have so far failed miserably." She had just realized that they stood no chance of getting information, which the rest of the school would have. She headed out of the door, watching over her back the entire time. "The storm shows no sign of letting up, we will have to keep you here until it does, which maybe quite a while." The head of school announced. expect to be trapped here for a while {just what I needed}Wolfwood, you will be stuck where you are for a while, when it is safe, I will come and get you Sharpfang headed back the choir room. She was thoroughly amused by what she found inside. Rel was listening intently to Legato explain the Gung Ho Guns, images of her brother facing down the Gung Ho Guns running through her head. Tige was far across the room, looking like she was in shock and shooting daggers at Legato. Kira was mentally long gone, nose buried in a book. "Well everyone, we are going to be stuck here a while." Sharpfang announced. No one noticed. "Ok, tell me how you can deal with that guy?" Tige asked Sharpfang. "What do you mean?" "Mercenaries nothing, he's an assassin, and he is training you to be one too." Tige snapped back. "This Knives, what ever he maybe, makes the Nazis look sane." "Oh good grief. Leave it alone." "I wonder how much power has gone to your head." "Look, at least I have managed to prevent a full scale slaughter on this campus. I will deal with Knives if he ever shows up." She said, keeping her voice as low as she could. {how long do you think we will be in here} too long Tige did not hear what she said. "You are not a god and neither is Knives." Tige yelled in response to something Legato said. At this point, Legato broke off his conversation to stare at Tige. Sharpfang did not like the look in his eyes. "Ok, we are going to be stuck here for a while," Sharpfang snarled, sending several pieces of band equipment into the air, as she stepped in between them. "You two can argue all you want, but any violence and I will drop all of this on both of you." "I keep forgetting how powerful she is." Legato said, a little shaken. Tige just stared. "How could you forget how powerful she is, you are the one who trained her." Tige snapped. "I really do not want to have to explain this to anyone." Sharpfang said, letting the equipment come back down to earth.

The next day was one of worst Sharpfang had had in a long time. Anar started out the day hassling her about her new armor, which she had not worn that day and assign a paper on a truly hellishly boring book. Chemistry was not fun because Wolfwood turned the class over to another teacher in order to keep track of Vash. This particular teacher started talking about the God factor and chemistry there to related. Art class was a joke, with Sharpfang getting harassed about her change of clothing by the girl that she sat next to in Spanish. Her old art teacher was back, commenting on her seemingly endless bad mood. Sharpfang thought she sound like Rem, Vash's mentor in the art of pacifism. She was thrilled the free period was next. "Hey, Sharpfang, can I talk to you?" Her art teacher asked. "Sure." "I am worried about you, you seem to be getting shorter tempered and nastier." erf "I am under stress." "I heard that you snapped at some one yesterday. You seem like such a nice person, I am really concerned about you." She went on, questioning Sharpfang about everything. "I really need to leave." Sharpfang finally said, "besides, you have another class to teach." "Ok, come by and talk if you need to, I would advise you go see the school councilor." "I might." "I want you to." "You realize you are not my advisor anymore." "Does not mean I do not care about how you are doing." "I am leaving now." Sharpfang said. Let me leave

{Problem?} humans, they stick their noses where it does not belong Sharpfang wandered into the Pre-Cal room. {which human} the one who reminds me of Rem {I thought you were rid of her} I wish, she still thinks I am in her advisory

Sharpfang was an a slightly mischievous mood, by the next morning. Her brilliant idea was to use telekinesis to lift Vash's gun. She had decided to present it as a prize of war to Legato. Phase one went ok, getting Vash completely distracted was easy. A trail of donuts into the closet did the job. She then carefully used her powers to lift the gun out of it holster, not the Vash had noticed, he was happily eating the box of donuts. The really strange thing was the no one noticed her doing this. Chalk up another one to the power of mind control. Sharpfang slid the gun into her bag, after emptying the drum of all the bullets. The music sounded and she hurried to humanities class, tired of being marked late. Telepathy still had not managed to her out of tardies. Weird was getting to be the norm at school but then again, up to that point only planet Gunsmoke had sent people. A stranger stood at the front of the humanities classroom. "Hi, my name is Spike and I will be teaching for a while, until bounties pick up again anyway." Why did I get out bed this morning? Things got worse from there. A small red haired figure danced out from behind him. "This is Edward, she is volunteering to help with your computers as long as I am here." Class moved on from there. Sharpfang was trying to force the clock to move faster, but it refused to cooperate.

"I have something for you." Sharpfang said as she went into advisory. She pulled Vash's gun out of her bag and hung it off one finger for Legato to see. "When is Lord Knives planning to make an appearance?" "Where did you get that?" Legato asked, snapping the gun out her hand. "Art class taught by the owner of this weapon and some one who makes Rem look like a hawk." She said, snatching the gun back. Legato did not notice. "Vash is here?" "Yes, just let me make this clear. Either of you start a shoot out and at least one of you will get life without parole." "Meaning.never mind, when I am going to learn not ask you that?" "Tell Knives that you have found Vash and leave it at that." "I have one more thing to give you for your help." Legato motioned to door. As they stepped outside a figure appeared leading a horse in full armor. She recognized the figure as another member of Gung Ho Guns. "For me?" Sharpfang asked in shock. "You are trained for cavalry combat, and all the members of the Gung Ho Guns use their preferred weapons." "Thank you." Was all that Sharpfang could say. She went over every inch of the horse's tack and armor. To her surprise she found a weighted combat whip attached to saddle, a crossbow and fur lined black cloak were in one of the saddle packs. perfect an image of dragging Vash across campus before coming to stop before Knives and Legato came to mind everything I could ever need for war, I will never be able repay them for this "As for your question about Knives, he will come when ever he feels like it, until then our job is to keep track of Vash." "That should not be hard, I got his gun by lifting it telekinetically while I had him distracted with a box of donuts." Sharpfang said. "Where are my manners? Let me introduce myself." She said turning to the person holding the reins of the horse. "I am." "Sharpfang the Blackwolf, yes I know. I am called Midvalley the Hornfreak, third of the Gung Ho Guns. You are the second of the Gung Ho Guns from what I understand. Strange, you are little more than a child." "Who can throw you across this courtyard without laying a hand on you." Sharpfang finished, then with a flick of her fingers sent a large tree branch hurtling across the green where it shattered on the side of a building. "I see why Legato thinks so highly of you."

"Ok, first armor, now a horse, what are you doing in return?" Tige asked Sharpfang the moment she entered class. "Bringing his target right to him. I thought we had explained this one to you." Sharpfang answered. By the end of class, the novelty of having a horse tied out side the door wore off.

"No horses on campus." Anar snapped as Sharpfang left the Pre-Cal room. "That is not in the rule book." Sharpfang replied, she rode down to lunch. She could keep the horse tied up on campus. Up to that point, she had managed to keep the whole Gung Ho Guns thing from her parents. This included convincing Legato use mind control on her parents during the parent advisor conference. She was permanently rid of that threat.

"Great, just what I need, my computer is on the blink." Sharpfang complained as she headed for the tech room later that day. All the telekinetic powers in the galaxy did nothing to fix Sharpfang's constant battle with her computer. "Hello, computer problem?" A young girl asked. Ack, it's an invasion "What happened to our old tech person?" Sharpfang asked. "My name is Nana and this is Edward, your old tech person got a better job." She replied. "Are you the only one here, I mean, tell the Knightsabers have not set up a base here too?" "No, Priss took over for the head of the athletic department." Why did I get out of bed this morning "Ed know who you are, you're the one with the demon horse." "That's one way to put it." Sharpfang said exasperated. "Look, my computer will not turn on, and I have already done all of the trouble shooting. Its not the battery, the charger or any of the external devises." They looked lost. "I used to by on tech crew, but I had trouble dealing with know nothing freshmen." "We have been getting that a lot today, that and guys looking down my shirt." Nana said. "Smack them, or at least threaten to." Sharpfang said with a smile.

"I am wondering," Sharpfang said wandering into advisory the next day, "how exactly are you keeping your people fed? I know there are other members of the Gung Ho Guns here as well and a teacher's paycheck is not enough to feed a pack like that." "Why are you interested?" Legato asked without looking up from the test he had been forced to grade. "There is a $500,000 reward out for the capture of a sniper running loose in the capital of this nation." "And." "I was thinking, if you can spare them, send a couple of other Gung Ho Guns up there and catch him and collect the reward." Sharpfang explained. "I will take it into consideration. You might want to look at this." "Curses, what, that thing is mandatory. Demon gods, this is getting old, how many more forms of illegal torture can they put us through? How did this stuff slip under when they wrote the laws about cruel and unusual punishment?"{.?}too much information{how did you guess} "If it is any consolation, myself and Wolfwood are being forced to go as well. I think so is Vash." "Great, try to get assigned to different buses." "I think I can fix it so that you, I and Wolfwood are all on the same bus away from Vash." "Also try get on the bus with my old advisor, she might be a nuisance but she brings plenty of food."

"Is my computer fixed yet?" Sharpfang demanded as she walked into the tech room. "No, sorry." Nana answered. "Demon lady is back." "Erf." "You and the evil man hid in the same place Ed did during the storm." great "What?"

"Ed hide under the bleachers, you are fun to listen to." "How long are you staying?" "Till Spike finds another bounty." hopefully soon

Sharpfang was about convinced that, by that point, nothing could catch her off guard. She found herself very much mistaken. She was totally lost when a being wearing a long red jacket showed up during advisory. "Where did you come from?" Sharpfang asked, very abruptly. "I am here as the new security service." He said. "Who are you?" Sharpfang asked. "Yes, I would also like to know." Legato said. "Working as security is a front, I am a hunter of the undead." The stranger replied flatly. "Great, chalk up one more things to make my life interesting." Sharpfang grumbled. "So what you are saying is that there could be undead creatures walking around, argif. Need any help? Legal excuse to use my weapons." "No." drat "Who is your assistant?" Sharpfang inquired. "You should be able to find her."

Things had gotten weird lately and it showed no signs of stopping. To make life even more interesting, there was a bake sale in the lunchroom the next day. Sharpfang about passed out from fear when she heard it mentioned over the loud speaker, she could bet money that Vash would show up and try to clean the place out. At the same time, Legato would use mind control to achieve the same goal. "Wolfwood, can I talk to you after class?" "Why?" "Disaster management." "Meaning?" "You need to keep Vash out of the lunchroom until I give you the ok. Think shoot out over the bake sale table, hatred not included." "Ok, I will do what I can." "Good."

Sharpfang made her way to the lunchroom, only to nearly be tripped by Ed. "Watch it." Sharpfang snarled at the retreating figure. "Ed wants to get to bake sale, lots of sweet food."crap As predicted, Legato had managed to convince the students selling the baked goods to give him most of the food for free. But then Ed bounded in, which caused everything to go down hill. "Hey, save some for the rest of us." Ed said to Legato. "I am hungry, Ed has not eaten all day." She said, trying to lift a bag of cookies off the pile Legato had in front of him. He caught her by the wrist. "Bad idea, no one teach you it is not polite to take people's food." He snapped back, throwing Ed off, she recovered quickly. By this time, the commotion had drawn the attention of the other staff members. This, much to Sharpfang's horror, included Mira and Vash, who had just walked in. CRAP "What are you doing here? Are you working for my brother?" Vash asked eyeing Legato. "I am here getting food, what does it look like?" Legato said, continuing to bag the large amount of bake goods he had "acquired." "No, I meant.are those donuts?" He asked, staring at the box in Legato's hand. "Mr. Vash, we have another box." One of the students who was working the stand said. "I will buy the whole box." Vash said, handing them money. "Hey, share with the rest of us." Ed said, bounding toward Vash as he took the box of donuts from the student. "You again." Legato said, breaking Ed's charge and sending her flying. "Stay out it, you have no part in this." Sharpfang just stood across the room, watching. remember, no killing{right} "Leave her alone, she just an innocent by stander." Vash yelled, as Legato shoved Ed back. "You did not need to hurt her." {does he ever shut up}you should hear him during class{please, leave it at that} "Teachers should not injure students, but then again, demon half breeds are another matter, where is you lapdog?" Anar said, walking onto the scene. "Go away, this is none of your concern." Legato snapped at Anar. "No you don't, you pesky human." He said, grabbing Ed's wrist for the second time, as Ed tried to lift a rather large bag of cookies out of Legato's stash. "You just will not go away." "Ed wants food, you have more than enough food to share." Was the response from the seriously contorted figure on the floor. "How is the inevitable chaos?" Wolfwood asked Sharpfang as he walking into the lunchroom. "Ok, no blood on the floor yet, but with Anar added to the mix, gods knows what will happen. Oddly enough the only cause of this battle seems to be food." "I notice you have not joined the fray, may I ask why?" "Easy, I value my sanity." "Passive observer." "Something like that. Are the teachers just oblivious or.never mind."nice work, Legato, you guys could argue till hell froze over and none of the other teachers would notice The word demon brought some unneeded attention from the school priest. "I do not see any demons here, just a pack of unfed, short fused people." He said. "Stay out of this." Everybody else yelled in unison. The priest backed away, ever since St. Andrews day, the priest had left Legato alone. The other person that the mention of the word demon had attracted was the stranger. He, however, noticed that is was only Legato, nearly fell over laughing that he had put two cents worth of energy into what Anar had said and then returned to where he had been sitting. "Want anything?" Sharpfang asked Wolfwood, "might as well have munchies while we watch the disaster." "No." "Ok." Sharpfang said as she approached the other end of the bake sale table, "I will take one of those." She said, picking up a 'cinnamon roll' not the best, but better than starving She handed the other student money for her food, then headed back to where she had been standing. "How long do you think this will last?" Wolfwood asked when Sharpfang returned. "Either until chapel, or until I get sick of it at which point I will separate them by force." "Force?" "Telekinesis, remember." The argument continued with varying degrees of intensity, Anar throwing in his two cents every time Legato threw Ed some place. Vash spent a good half of the time whining. Sharpfang and Wolfwood had starting taking bets on who would win. The bet definitely was in Legato's favor, with Ed a close second; no one had much faith in Vash. Sharpfang found it amusing that the betting ratio always changed after Ed impacted on another piece of furniture. thank the gods, the teachers are mentally long gone Sharpfang thought as a second table collapsed from the impact of Vash getting flung off one of the boxes of donuts that Legato had stashed. "You think we should call in back up?" Wolfwood asked. "No, it just walked in." Sharpfang answered, motioning at the door. Millie and Meryl stood in the doorway, surveying massive amount of damage already inflicted on the building. "VASH! Stop breaking things." Meryl yelled. "But I am not." Vash responded from the pile that had been a table. "Sharpfang could you help us here, maybe you too, Wolfwood?" Meryl asked. "What exactly do you expect me to do?" Sharpfang asked. You might want to tone it down a little, you are going to bring the police down on us, I can solve the problems with the damage, just drop it{turned pacifist}no, survival is of interest here{.} Things got really weird at that point, Shargfang caught Ed mid-stride, levitated her out of the building to get rid of that issue. She then used two energy blasts to separate Vash and Legato who were fighting over a box of cookies. Anar backed out. The stranger watched her with amusement. "What did you do that for, I almost had it." Vash screamed at her. She telekinetically dislocated his jaw to shut him up. "You did not do enough harm." Legato yelled at Sharpfang. trust me, I fixed that{.?} "Shut up both of you! If all of you are quite finished acting like children, chapel is about to begin." Sharpfang said, sounding a lot older and eviler than usual, a blackness burned in her eyes. "Your childish antics have cut into my homework time, second, I have not had a whole lot to eat." She then rearranged all of the furniture with one flick of her hand, making it look like there had never been a fight. Her actions took all of them by total surprise. If there was one thing that Legato had learned, it was do not anger Sharpfang. What ever she thought of you was the rest of time, she got angry and even Knives would be well advised to run, even with the Angel Arm. Legato was not sure what Sharpfang was capable of and that worried him.