Chapter 1
Getting to know you
From the dark alley a thud could be heard, and a loud moan of pain. Zeo hit the concrete very hard and he could only moan in pain and curse in languages he never knew he knew. He got up and dusted himself off, trying to dignify himself as best he could. He walked out of the alley, dust covering his now red butt.
Walking through the streets of the city, he noticed that he stood out. People seemed to stare at him and his leather outfit. He realized that a change of clothes was in order. "But where? I have no money from this pitiful time..." He thought looking around and decided that some poor soul needed to relieve to him their clothes. He kept looking around until he saw a boy about his height and weight approaching down the street. He was alone, "Even better, time to make my move." He thought to himself as an evil smile crossed his face. He walked up to the unsuspecting boy, asking directions to the school where the queens had gone. He thought it better to go undercover than just killing everything in sight, so attending their school was a must. The boy, not knowing what he was getting into, began to give him directions. As he did this, Zeo began to lead him into the alley, slowly, as not to alert the boy. He kept acting confused, as if he didn't understand, only to lead him farther. Finally when they were deep enough into the alley, Zeo reached for his scythe.
"Hey, what the..." was the only thing the boy could mutter before the scythe on Zeo's back, in one motion, cut off the boy's head. Zeo was careful to avoid getting blood on the school uniform, but the boy's body kept bleeding, even after it fell; getting the collar stained in his blood.
"Damn it, and now its all ruined... all that for nothing..." Zeo trailed off to himself in rage. Aggravated even more, but he decided not to risk blowing his cover, and use the clothes. He couldn't risk any more kills that might draw attention. His worst nightmare would be all the scouts to attack him now, when he was unprepared. He brushed off most of the blood, only making it look red collard and more retro than bloodstained. He put on his new school uniform and used the boy's directions to get there. The school was about to get a new student.
***
Zeo stood in the office of this man. He looked him over, trying to figure out where this kid comes from.
"And you're from what country again?" The man asked, even though he had heard it several times again.
"I'm from America, I am an... how do you say... exchange student?" Zeo explained. The man looked him over more, baffled. Finally he shook his head in disgust.
"Well if your gonna attend my school, your gonna have to get a real boys uniform, that," he said pointing to his blood stained collar, "will never do." Zeo only scoffed and smirked at him.
"I'm sorry sir, but I need this uniform. It was my fathers and he died many years ago... This is my last memory of him..." Zeo tried his best to look broken, but it wasn't that hard for him. Zeo could never remember his parents anyway, he really couldn't remember much of his past, but he never really cared much. The principal looked annoyed, but he saw that Zeo was "upset" and decided to ignore the collar as not to get complaints about cruelty to students.
"Well fine, I guess you can come here... but one last question... What is your name?" He asked. Zeo was taken aback by this question. From where he was from, all names were unique; and here most names were used all over the world several times, making you have to use your last name to be unique in the world. Zeo liked having only one name, and he wasn't about to start having two. He thought for a couple of seconds, trying not to look like he was thinking about it.
"My name? It's Z...Z...Zach. Yeah, that's it! Zach." Zeo said. The man scoffed at his American name and started to type into his computer a few things. Finally, after a few minutes and several grunts and groans from him, he began printing something. It was awfully slow for a printer, even with their primitive technology. Zeo grew impatient standing there only able to stare at this man's bald head.
He wanted to remove the dead weight from his shoulders. It would be so easy, but now was not the time. "Perhaps later I can have some fun," He thought to himself, a wicked smile crossing his face. The man finally got up from his computer; he didn't notice the evil smile on Zeo's face. He handed Zeo a piece of paper.
"Those are your classes and locker. Normally you'd pick your own classes, but there are only so many free. So you have to live with that." The man said a hint of annoyance and sarcasm in his tone.
"Fine. Works for me." Zeo scoffed at him and marched out of his office, as he did the first bell rang, and he began to head to his first day of school.
***
He entered the class late, and the female teacher only looked up from her book, as announcements were coming over the intercom. She merely waved to the seats.
"Take a seat and be quiet, don't come late again." She said in a monotone voice. He noticed a free seat in the back of the class and took it. As he did, he noticed several girls were staring at him, talking amongst themselves. He shot them a look, not dirty or mad, just a look; and they looked away, their faces growing hot red. As he put his pack down and began to look around, he noticed a girl sitting next to him. She was about six-foot tall and had long brown hair that came back to her back. She was awfully muscular for a girl and had a figure of it to boot. She wore a girl's uniform, but added a couple of green touches to it. She looked over at him and smiled.
"Hey there! You new?" She asked. Zeo recognized her immediately. This was the future queen of Jupiter. She was so friendly to him, but he hated her so. He, in a reflex, began to reach for his scythe, but realized where he was and stopped, scratching his neck to cover it up and only grunted back.
"Yeah, I'm new." He said. She smiled more brightly.
"Well let me show you around, maybe introduce you to my friends..." She said hopefully, somewhat blushing. He thought to himself, "Doing this would make it easier to kill them all, but then again, getting to close and they might figure out who I am." He kept thinking as she chimed in. "Hey, nice collar, it's kinda sexy... they allow you to have that here?" She trailed off back into her own world. He chuckled to himself; the irony of blood and murder being "sexy" to women was almost hilarious. Then again, she really didn't know what it was. He went on this trail of thought when he noticed she seemed almost offended by this laughing, "Hey! I'm just complimenting you!" She got more and more defensive. Finally Zeo spoke to her.
"Don't take offence, it's an inside joke about my collar... Look, I'm flattered by your offer, but I'm afraid I must decline. I have work to do after school. I'm just getting settled in here." He told her. She at first seemed even more offended but finally accepted this, and went back to paying attention to the teacher, angry with him, her face as red as her frustration.
***
Zeo sat at lunch by himself. He had no money, so he had no food. He figured he'd steal some later, but for now he needed to make plans on how to get a home here and what to do about shelter. He kept contemplating, but could not concentrate as many, many girls were staring at him; obviously wondering if they were bold enough to join his lonely table and talk to the handsome "young" man.
He tried to ignore it, but he could not ignore their eyes, all watching him, all staring at him Finally someone came over to join him, and he could not believe it. The woman who sat down was about five and a half or so feet, about average height for a woman. She had long, blonde hair that went down to the small of her back. She wore a girl's uniform, like every girl here; however she seemed to wear it well. She brightly smiled to him and sat down. He knew who she was; she was the future queen of Venus.
"Hey there, my name is Mina. What's your name?" She extended her hand to him, and he tried to ignore it, but eventually, not to look suspicious, he took it and shook it as briefly as possible. He pulled his hand back as smoothly as possible, but was almost disgusted he had even touched her.
"Uh... hi. My name is Zach." He grumbled. For some reason, his reflex to grab his scythe did not overcome him. He managed to control himself as she sat down. She started to talk to him, as if she had known him for a while, talking on about her friends and how nice this school was and trying to welcome him; but he didn't really pay attention. Finally she stopped talking and was staring at someone. Someone at another table was talking to her. Finally she made come here motion with her hands, and the women at the table got up to join her in bothering him. As they approached him, he knew who they were.
All the various queens of the first five planets were approaching him. Not only that, they were crowding him. He was very nervous in crowds, but he was especially nervous with all the women he was supposed to kill surrounding him. They kept asking him questions he couldn't hear and all talking at once to him. It was almost torture to him. He tried to tell them off or somehow get them to stop crowding him, but Zeo couldn't stand crowds. It was too easy to kill someone if they were surrounded, so crowds made him very uncomfortable.
Finally he could not take another second of the discomfort as he pushed through them and ran out of the cafeteria. They sent shouts of protest to him, but he kept going, ignoring them as best he could. As he left he noticed a man was following him. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He wore a schoolboys uniform like he did, without the collar of course, but he was not quite as well built as Zeo. He walked up to him, as he got closer, Zeo recognized him.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" The man asked him. It was the Rose King, the husband of the Moon Queen herself. The only male Zeo hated more than the Queens, because he was the only male to put up with them. In one way, Zeo admired him. On another hand, Zeo hated him more than the queens. The man started to get impatient for an answer, so Zeo just shrugged and said.
"I'm uncomfortable when crowds surround me, especially girls." The reply seemed to satisfy the man and he walked away. Zeo now took a big breath of relief. "Maybe this wont be so easy," He thought to himself.
Getting to know you
From the dark alley a thud could be heard, and a loud moan of pain. Zeo hit the concrete very hard and he could only moan in pain and curse in languages he never knew he knew. He got up and dusted himself off, trying to dignify himself as best he could. He walked out of the alley, dust covering his now red butt.
Walking through the streets of the city, he noticed that he stood out. People seemed to stare at him and his leather outfit. He realized that a change of clothes was in order. "But where? I have no money from this pitiful time..." He thought looking around and decided that some poor soul needed to relieve to him their clothes. He kept looking around until he saw a boy about his height and weight approaching down the street. He was alone, "Even better, time to make my move." He thought to himself as an evil smile crossed his face. He walked up to the unsuspecting boy, asking directions to the school where the queens had gone. He thought it better to go undercover than just killing everything in sight, so attending their school was a must. The boy, not knowing what he was getting into, began to give him directions. As he did this, Zeo began to lead him into the alley, slowly, as not to alert the boy. He kept acting confused, as if he didn't understand, only to lead him farther. Finally when they were deep enough into the alley, Zeo reached for his scythe.
"Hey, what the..." was the only thing the boy could mutter before the scythe on Zeo's back, in one motion, cut off the boy's head. Zeo was careful to avoid getting blood on the school uniform, but the boy's body kept bleeding, even after it fell; getting the collar stained in his blood.
"Damn it, and now its all ruined... all that for nothing..." Zeo trailed off to himself in rage. Aggravated even more, but he decided not to risk blowing his cover, and use the clothes. He couldn't risk any more kills that might draw attention. His worst nightmare would be all the scouts to attack him now, when he was unprepared. He brushed off most of the blood, only making it look red collard and more retro than bloodstained. He put on his new school uniform and used the boy's directions to get there. The school was about to get a new student.
***
Zeo stood in the office of this man. He looked him over, trying to figure out where this kid comes from.
"And you're from what country again?" The man asked, even though he had heard it several times again.
"I'm from America, I am an... how do you say... exchange student?" Zeo explained. The man looked him over more, baffled. Finally he shook his head in disgust.
"Well if your gonna attend my school, your gonna have to get a real boys uniform, that," he said pointing to his blood stained collar, "will never do." Zeo only scoffed and smirked at him.
"I'm sorry sir, but I need this uniform. It was my fathers and he died many years ago... This is my last memory of him..." Zeo tried his best to look broken, but it wasn't that hard for him. Zeo could never remember his parents anyway, he really couldn't remember much of his past, but he never really cared much. The principal looked annoyed, but he saw that Zeo was "upset" and decided to ignore the collar as not to get complaints about cruelty to students.
"Well fine, I guess you can come here... but one last question... What is your name?" He asked. Zeo was taken aback by this question. From where he was from, all names were unique; and here most names were used all over the world several times, making you have to use your last name to be unique in the world. Zeo liked having only one name, and he wasn't about to start having two. He thought for a couple of seconds, trying not to look like he was thinking about it.
"My name? It's Z...Z...Zach. Yeah, that's it! Zach." Zeo said. The man scoffed at his American name and started to type into his computer a few things. Finally, after a few minutes and several grunts and groans from him, he began printing something. It was awfully slow for a printer, even with their primitive technology. Zeo grew impatient standing there only able to stare at this man's bald head.
He wanted to remove the dead weight from his shoulders. It would be so easy, but now was not the time. "Perhaps later I can have some fun," He thought to himself, a wicked smile crossing his face. The man finally got up from his computer; he didn't notice the evil smile on Zeo's face. He handed Zeo a piece of paper.
"Those are your classes and locker. Normally you'd pick your own classes, but there are only so many free. So you have to live with that." The man said a hint of annoyance and sarcasm in his tone.
"Fine. Works for me." Zeo scoffed at him and marched out of his office, as he did the first bell rang, and he began to head to his first day of school.
***
He entered the class late, and the female teacher only looked up from her book, as announcements were coming over the intercom. She merely waved to the seats.
"Take a seat and be quiet, don't come late again." She said in a monotone voice. He noticed a free seat in the back of the class and took it. As he did, he noticed several girls were staring at him, talking amongst themselves. He shot them a look, not dirty or mad, just a look; and they looked away, their faces growing hot red. As he put his pack down and began to look around, he noticed a girl sitting next to him. She was about six-foot tall and had long brown hair that came back to her back. She was awfully muscular for a girl and had a figure of it to boot. She wore a girl's uniform, but added a couple of green touches to it. She looked over at him and smiled.
"Hey there! You new?" She asked. Zeo recognized her immediately. This was the future queen of Jupiter. She was so friendly to him, but he hated her so. He, in a reflex, began to reach for his scythe, but realized where he was and stopped, scratching his neck to cover it up and only grunted back.
"Yeah, I'm new." He said. She smiled more brightly.
"Well let me show you around, maybe introduce you to my friends..." She said hopefully, somewhat blushing. He thought to himself, "Doing this would make it easier to kill them all, but then again, getting to close and they might figure out who I am." He kept thinking as she chimed in. "Hey, nice collar, it's kinda sexy... they allow you to have that here?" She trailed off back into her own world. He chuckled to himself; the irony of blood and murder being "sexy" to women was almost hilarious. Then again, she really didn't know what it was. He went on this trail of thought when he noticed she seemed almost offended by this laughing, "Hey! I'm just complimenting you!" She got more and more defensive. Finally Zeo spoke to her.
"Don't take offence, it's an inside joke about my collar... Look, I'm flattered by your offer, but I'm afraid I must decline. I have work to do after school. I'm just getting settled in here." He told her. She at first seemed even more offended but finally accepted this, and went back to paying attention to the teacher, angry with him, her face as red as her frustration.
***
Zeo sat at lunch by himself. He had no money, so he had no food. He figured he'd steal some later, but for now he needed to make plans on how to get a home here and what to do about shelter. He kept contemplating, but could not concentrate as many, many girls were staring at him; obviously wondering if they were bold enough to join his lonely table and talk to the handsome "young" man.
He tried to ignore it, but he could not ignore their eyes, all watching him, all staring at him Finally someone came over to join him, and he could not believe it. The woman who sat down was about five and a half or so feet, about average height for a woman. She had long, blonde hair that went down to the small of her back. She wore a girl's uniform, like every girl here; however she seemed to wear it well. She brightly smiled to him and sat down. He knew who she was; she was the future queen of Venus.
"Hey there, my name is Mina. What's your name?" She extended her hand to him, and he tried to ignore it, but eventually, not to look suspicious, he took it and shook it as briefly as possible. He pulled his hand back as smoothly as possible, but was almost disgusted he had even touched her.
"Uh... hi. My name is Zach." He grumbled. For some reason, his reflex to grab his scythe did not overcome him. He managed to control himself as she sat down. She started to talk to him, as if she had known him for a while, talking on about her friends and how nice this school was and trying to welcome him; but he didn't really pay attention. Finally she stopped talking and was staring at someone. Someone at another table was talking to her. Finally she made come here motion with her hands, and the women at the table got up to join her in bothering him. As they approached him, he knew who they were.
All the various queens of the first five planets were approaching him. Not only that, they were crowding him. He was very nervous in crowds, but he was especially nervous with all the women he was supposed to kill surrounding him. They kept asking him questions he couldn't hear and all talking at once to him. It was almost torture to him. He tried to tell them off or somehow get them to stop crowding him, but Zeo couldn't stand crowds. It was too easy to kill someone if they were surrounded, so crowds made him very uncomfortable.
Finally he could not take another second of the discomfort as he pushed through them and ran out of the cafeteria. They sent shouts of protest to him, but he kept going, ignoring them as best he could. As he left he noticed a man was following him. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He wore a schoolboys uniform like he did, without the collar of course, but he was not quite as well built as Zeo. He walked up to him, as he got closer, Zeo recognized him.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" The man asked him. It was the Rose King, the husband of the Moon Queen herself. The only male Zeo hated more than the Queens, because he was the only male to put up with them. In one way, Zeo admired him. On another hand, Zeo hated him more than the queens. The man started to get impatient for an answer, so Zeo just shrugged and said.
"I'm uncomfortable when crowds surround me, especially girls." The reply seemed to satisfy the man and he walked away. Zeo now took a big breath of relief. "Maybe this wont be so easy," He thought to himself.