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Mizore awoke to the sensation of arms wrapped around her, a hand on her stomach and another on her breast, she flushed and smiled softly, the sensation of her boyfriends warmth making her heart burst.
His breathing was slow and soft, and his face was nuzzled into her hair, a soft giggle left her at the tickling sensation on her neck.
'This is nice.' She thought.
It seemed he was stirring because his grip tensed and he pulled her closer, the hand on her breast giving it a hard grope, the sensation was lovely for the snow girl, his hands were smooth against her sensitive skin.
He stretched out, much like a cat would, the sound of joints cracking and popping sounds from her love as he yawned and awoke.
"Hmm… soft." He muttered, his hand on her stomach roaming, he nuzzled further into her hair, "God you smell great."
"Thanks." Mizore said with a soft laugh, turning in his grip and giving him a good morning kiss, "Sleep well?" She asked, big blues looking into unfocused green.
"Mhm, I love the cold, perfect for snuggling." He said with a smile.
Mizore's cheeks coloured once more at the mention, "Yes… snuggling."
"And groping." He added shamelessly, "I still can't believe someone so strong is so soft and squishy." To illustrate this he gave her comely hips a squeeze, her skin had a softness of its own but it also had a slight squish to it that one could expect from someone who never did exercise, yet he'd seen what Mizore could do to a person.
She pouted at him, "No reason to tease me."
"Hey-hey, I like it." Defended the Warlock, "I'd let you sit on my face any day." He gave a thumbs up and her face turned bright red.
"If that's what you want…" She whispered, a giggle leaving her as she avoided his gaze.
The Australian grinned, god she was cute.
Morning: Homeroom
Attendance was being taken as Zac flipped through the pages in his tome, he'd managed to get past summoning, after that was binding, and after that was advanced destruction, which was what he was really after.
Seeker had made sure that each time he had two decades worth of life force to spare he'd unlock a chapter, binding was pretty simple on paper, you forced the Hex Mark to crush the will of the target, it worked much like the Frailty curse in that it drained all strength from the target, though instead of letting it vanish it changed into the mark and could be released at the casters whim.
It made it so that your slave wouldn't be able to rebel with full strength, the second part was to embed a second Hex Mark with the curse, Subjugation it washed the targets mind clean and would leave it to the caster's discretion what they kept.
It was quite the nefarious little set of spells, but it typically worked well on infernal creatures, bestial monsters, or just people, though with each target it was slightly different. For instance, humans were the easiest as generally they had the lowest amount of youki or magic to resist.
Beast folk like werewolves and the like were next because while they were indeed very powerful, the marks worked in tandem to overload the brain with instinct versus intellect.
Higher monsters like your vampires, phoenixes, even dragons aren't safe so long as enough power is used, as it stood though that would take centuries of life force to control a creature like that, especially one at maturity.
Chapter 7:Destruction, Cursed Flames and Hell Chains.
'Hm, I wonder if when they wrote it they realised it rhymed, or if it's just happenstance?' Zac thought as he flicked the page, as he read his eyes widened, 'Mother of mercy, this is some hardcore shit!'
The first spell within this chapter was called Draining Chains, the caster created a focal point and small tears in reality would form, these pockets all ran directly into the heart of hell itself, with the focal point acting like a magnet. From inside the pockets chains would shoot out, snaring the target, ripping their flesh apart, and would then begin to drain their energy whilst drawing and quartering them.
'Fucking christ above…' He looked at the spell with wide eyes, it was a good thing it was all based of incantations and control because figuring out something of that calibre would be ridiculous!
'How does someone come up with shit like this?' Zac thought, honestly more impressed than concerned, it really spoke of a person's ingenuity that something like Draining Chains could exist.
To the pits I cast thee, to the pits your corpse shall fall. Yee shall answer Lucifer's call, and it shall be I, who sends thee to his hall, with these Draining Chains.
'Not bad.' It was almost poetic, though it also sounded like a child's idea of an evil monologue, but still, oddly charming in its own way.
Crshhhh!
Everyone in the classroom was startled by the noise, it was followed by what could be perceived as heavy steps, standing up and looking outside, there was nothing, but the school itself began to shake.
Ruuuuuuaaaaah!
Whatever it was, it was big, it was angry, and it was here to fuckin' party.
"What the hell is going on!?" Screamed a student. Hiding under his desk.
"Ragnarok has come! To Valhalla!" Screamed a girl, donning a helmet and pulling a sword from under her skirt.
"Everyone is so noisy…" Mumbled a boy with drool down the side of his face and messy hair.
"Everyone please remain calm!" Ms. Nekonome urged, "I'm sure everything will be alright!"
"Mizore!" Zac said, standing up, grabbing his grimoire, his Snowball stood up without missing a beat, Saizou and Moka rose as well, Kurumu quickly following behind them.
Taichou Waller had some goddamn students to protect, he threw the door open and ran towards the noise, his Ogre-bro not a step behind him, Mizore had transformed and slid across a constantly forming sheet of ice, Moka's legs were able to easily keep up as she strode with purpose.
The noise was coming from a building attached to the school, well, used to be.
"That's the Occult club room-That's a demon!" Zac balked as his spine tingled in fear, a massive hellbeast with skin like cinders and covered in wicked spines was smashing the club room to pieces with rambunctious joy.
There was someone sitting atop it, "Yes my creation, crush the plebeians beneath your mighty fists! Soon I will show that stupid corpse who's boss!"
Ruuuuuu!
A strange mixture a howl and a roar burst the creatures back, might jaws in place of shoulder blades releasing a macabre mixture of noise.
Saizou hulked out and transformed, his form growing in size until he stood at nine feet, easily towering over his friends, his muscles put a cloud to shame with their size and ripples, dense bones shut up from his collar and large tusks grew from his canines.
Moka flexed her demonic might and looked ready to smack a bitch.
All of them, united they may have stood, felt the worm of fear bury itself in their stomachs, the creature dwarfed the building it was crushing and none of them knew the capabilities of the one to summon it.
"Hey fuckface!" Bellowed the Warlock, getting sweat-drops from his peers, his face set into an angry snarl as the creature - and by proxy the one atop it - turned to the foursome, "What kind of idiot summons a demon of all things to wreck a school!?"
"Silence you filth!" Snarled the teen atop it, the ominous book in his hands humming with energy.
"You know, and are nothing! My magnificent servant will crush you all, and I'll finally get the girl!" He cackled, throwing his head back and all.
"Wa-wait what?" Saizou questioned with befuddlement on his face, "'the girl'? You summoned a demon to get girls?"
"Of course I did! Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to be ignored, whenever I try to approach someone it's like they don't even see me!" Roared the teen, "I bet you didn't even notice my absence in your class!"
"That guy's in our class?" The Australian asked, with a quirked brow, "I've never seen him before."
"Ditto." Mizore said flatly.
"I don't take notice of the help." Moka said with a shrug.
"See!" The vindicated youth said with fury, "Even my own classmates don't notice me! The only solution was to cause so much havoc that no one could ignore me anymore!"
"I mean… that's not like, the only option." Zac said, looking at the guy with a pitying expression, "C'mon, it's really not."
"Shut up! You have a hot girlfriend, you no nothing of my pain!" Screamed the plain boy, "Kill them!" The creature, notably without a forward facing mouth, screamed once more.
The clouds themselves split apart with that ferocious boom, each of the teens winced as their ears ached in protest.
"Moka, Saizou, you think you can distract it?" Zac questioned, Seeker rising up.
"Probably, but I dunno how long I'll last against an actual demon." Saizou said unsurely.
"Of course I can, feh, trivial issues." Moka said, flipping her hair and smirking up at the Warlock.
"Good. Mizore, Kurumu, Try and aim for the guy up top, keep him from casting spells." The Snow Woman nodded and threw a barrage of ice kunai at the student, making him hide behind the hellspawn's shoulder spikes.
Kurumu flew into the air and kept swooping the plain boy with her long claws, occasionally clipping him, much to her delight.
"I'll try and weaken it as best I can. Go!" Ordered the Taichou, Moka and Saizou broke into a sprint, the ground itself giving way as foot sized craters followed their path.
Mizore created an ascending slide around the hellspawn and kept moving and attacking each heartbeat.
Zac flipped to the first chapter of his grimoire and thrust his hand out, a billowing cloud of smoke shot forth as parasitic energy clouded around the face of the hellspawn, "Cloud of Hexes!" Hex Marks rose on the creatures cinderous flesh like blisters, across its chest and face were dozens of bright purple marks of necrotic energy.
Another twist of light flickered around the Warlock's palm, "Frailty!" The marks glowed simultaneously as they were triggered like mines on a field, the creature howled in pain but before the marks could drain too much the hellspawn ripped off its skin and threw it aside, a new shell of its hide forming just as quickly as it was removed, the removed flesh landed with a hardy thump and burst into grey flames.
Zac blinked with his mouth agape for a moment, only for the teen atop the creature to laugh - which was cut with Mizore pelting the creature with kunai - at his attempt to weaken it.
Not one to be denied Zac's hand begun to glow a bright red colour, "Arcing Drain!" A wave of energy left the Warlock's hand, like something ripped straight out of an anime the arc of energy sailed forth and tore into the beast's face.
With the creature distracted for a moment, Saizou and Moka both slammed themselves into its ankle joint, Moka unleashing a kick so devastating the very air itself exploded around her foot, and Saizou delivering a hammer punch to the ankle.
The creature actually buckled under the combo, it screamed from the agony.
Mizore used this opportunity and instead focused on the demon itself, as she was sliding around she released a thick blanket of hoar frost onto its' back, covering the holes it's devastating scream resonated from.
The sudden rocking of the boat, as it were, made the teenage summoner lose balance and fall off his summon, the demon reeled and wriggled, trying to free itself from the deep frost covering its back, a thick steam was already rising as the creature raised its body temperature higher and higher, but Mizore kept up the onslaught of cold.
Saizou tackled the caster whilst Moka stepped on his wrists, snapping the bones within with a rather intense crunch noise.
Zac ran forward and scooped up the book, Seeker peered over his shoulder, "Where's the dismissal?" He muttered, only to get a chuckle from the teen.
"You think I'd let this go so easily!?" Barked the plain boy with a grin, his brown eyes turning a deep crimson, "I and the demon are linked in a manner beyond the physical, its life force and my own are entwined, you'll never be able to dismiss it so long as I live, and even if you kill me my soul will live on forever!"
"It seems we mustbind the creature master, though with how it is able to tear the marks off so easily it may be easier said than done." An idea occurred to the Warlock, he kicked the teen in the face, knocking him out and rose the Grimoire of Abaddon.
"To the pits I cast thee, to the pits your corpse shall fall. Yee shall answer Lucifer's call, and it shall be I, who sends thee to his hall, with these Draining Chains." An entire year worth of life force burnt out of his body, his legs wobbling for a moment as he pressed on.
A dozen portals opened up, Zac threw a globule of energy and struck the creature in the face, "Mizore, Kurumu get the fuck away!" He commanded, Snowball backflipped off her platform and retreated back several dozen metres the Succubus shot into the air and flew over towards the roof of the school to avoid any explosive spells.
The chains short forth and dug into the hellspawned hide of the demon, its' muffled screams trying and almost succeeding on breaking free from the thick sheets of ice, though there was a definite difference in the power it was outputting.
"Cloud of Hexes!" Once more the billowing cloud of smoke shot forth from his hand and surrounded the reeling demon in marks, the purple energy thrumming like a living thing, "Subjugation!" With a flourish the caster threw his hand into the air, a purple arcane circle forming around his already marked wrist.
The tattoo on his flesh reacted with the Hex Marks, they all altered to match the sigil burnt onto his flesh and linked together through the crags and cracks on the creatures smoking hide.
It took almost every ounce of existence Zac had to make the beast submit, hundreds of years worth of existence were pulled out of him, his skin began to wrinkle, his eyesight began to dim, his bones stiffened and his hair greyed and lengthened, by the end of it he looked like something akin to a budget priced Gandalf.
The creature reeled and finally fell silent, slamming against the ground with a mighty thump that send the aged caster tumling, "Ooof my hip…" Whimpered the young man in an ancient man's flesh.
The Grimoire of Abaddon's markings were beginning to dim, Moka rushed forward, "Bring me… the boy…" Whispered the old man, the Vampire nodded rapidly and grabbed the unconscious student, "Criminals… are punished, I'll see you… in hell." He rasped, his old, mottled fingers wrapping around the plain boy's broken wrists.
"Drain." Those dim eyes flashed red as life energy began to pour into his flesh, Saizou and Moka bore witness as the old man slowly lost his wrinkles and returned to the young adult they knew, though his hair had gained back its natural blond colour it remained at an obscene length, and the beard became a glossy shawl of orange, blonde, black and red hair.
Zac stood up and brushed himself off, patting himself down and shaking the four foot long tail of hair out, making sure no dirt remained.
"You look ridiculous." Moka commented blankly.
"Ugh, facial hair is the worst." Muttered the young man, he looked down to the plain boy, "I guess he wasn't kidding when he said they were linked, he barely looks to have aged a day."
"Wanna keep tappin' the vein?" Saizou asked.
Zac cast Drain through his foot and stood on the teen, "So… come here often?" Asked the young man.
"I cannot take you seriously, with that beard." Moka said, moving forward and grabbing it, with a swift motion she cut it with her sharp claws, relieving all but that directly around the face.
"See now I just look like a scruffy cosplayer." The Australian complained with a sigh.
Kurumu dropped down and sighed, a hand on her heart, "Hoo-boy, that was scary." She said, her chest hammering like a drum, she looked at her boyfriend and clicked her tongue, "Come here you…" With one nail longer than the others she began tidying up his fluffy face.
Mizore made her way around the sleeping demon and to the group, "What happened to you?" She asked with a tilt of her head.
"I had to use up all my stored existence to bind the demon, now I'm draining several centuries worth of it out of fucky here as compensation." Explained the blond with a shrug, a swat on his shoulder made him still, "How are you?"
"Good, it was touch and go for a while there, I didn't expect it to tear its face off. Or to be so hot." Admitted the Yuki-Onna with a frown, sweat dripping from her forehead, she withdrew another sucker and stuck it into her mouth.
That didn't seem to be enough so she made a chair of ice and sat down, "Better?" Questioned the grinning male.
"Much." Said the girl simply.
"That'll do for the moment." The blue haired, buxom girl said with a giggle, the beard was now close to his jawline, more akin to soft stubble than an actual beard, "If you want it gone you'll have to shave it tonight."
"I'll get on that." The blond said with a nod, "Mind…" He rose his curtain of hair and she giggled.
"You look like such a girl." She teased, smiling.
"A girl with a beard." Saizou said with a smirk.
"Just his type." Moka prodded, getting a chuckle from the youth.
Kurumu bundled up the long curtain and cut it off around the middle of his back, the excess fell to the ground in a heap, "What're you gonna do with it all?"
"Just burn it, knowing my luck someone'll be able to clone me or something with all of this." Zac said, a flame rising in his palm as he flicked it like one would water off wet hands onto the pile of hair, it caught light quickly and burned away just as fast.
"So… this guy really isn't aging…" Saizou said, scratching his head, "What're you gonna do with big red?"
"Send it back where it came from." Zac said with a shrug, "Don't really have use for a giant demon at the moment anyway."
"Hey wait, if you bound it, don't you get it's life force as well?" Saizou asked with a confused expression.
Zachary shook his head, "Nah, because fucky here infused his soul into the summoning it made it so that their intertwined. I just control it now. Since we can't kill this idiot I suppose we'll have to seal him up or something, the Headmaster will decide."
"Just so." Said the familiar voice of Mikogami Tenmei, all of the students turned to see the man himself, accompanied by several other members of staff.
Okuto Kotsubo the PE teacher, a red haired man with a sharp jawline and solem blue eyes, he wore a tracksuit that had the school emblem emblazoned upon the breast.
Aspara, the cooking teacher, a woman of indian descent with brown skin and blond hair, her eyes were a light turquoise in colour and she wore a red saree with yellow edging.
Finally the maths teacher, Ririko Kagome, an attractive woman with short reddish brown hair,
Hazel coloured eyes and black framed glasses. She was dressed in a somewhat risque attempt at a teachers apparel, with a short black skirt that was cut off at the sides to reveal her thighs, long black stockings with a garter at her waist, and black high heels. She wore a simple white dress shirt to have some form of modesty it would seem, though it was cut low to expose cleavage.
"I must say students, you have performed with both haste and efficiency." Mikogami praised, a bright smile on his shrouded face, "Disabling a demon, something not even mature monsters are capable of, exemplary."
"It was a matter of teamwork and broken spells, sir." Zac said with a chuckle, standing up straight in the presence of the man who was not only his principal, but his boss, for all intents and purposes.
"Whatever it was, you performed admirably, Waller-san. Protecting your fellow students before we teachers could even assemble." Kotsubo-sensei said with a small smile and a nod, "Well done."
"Hohoho! As expected of Waller-Taichou!" Praised Ms. Aspara.
"It wasn't just me, miss. It was everyone here." Rebuked the Captain with a small smile, but a firm tone. "I'd be ashes without their help."
"Indeed, though I must chastise you all for recklessly endangering yourselves, you've done well." Ms. Ririko said.
"We'll take it from here, kids." Kotsubo-sensei said with a nod towards the plain boy, "Mikogami-sensei has a plan to seal this one up."
"If you'd be so kind to rid my school of the demon, Waller-kun, I'd be very appreciative." Mikogami said, his smile morphing into a grin.
Zac nodded, handing Seeker the summoning book and approaching the mouthless demon, he placed his hand on the creature, ignoring the heat of its smoking flesh, "Return from whence thou rose, spawn of hell. Your master commands it!" His eyes flashed red and burned with the intensity of the sun as the creature stood up, bowed, and burst into flames, as though it was never there to begin with.
"Was there anyone else caught in the crossfire?" Ms. Aspara asked curiously, Zac smacked his forehead and ran towards the ruined club room.
His peers quickly followed, as did Seeker who begun tossed rubble aside.
Zac founed the expressionless face of Jian Jung buried under the rubble, her eyes locked onto his and she gave a small smile of acknowledgement.
Because it was only her head.
The teen winced as Seeker threw more and more debris aside, finding the girls body the Warlock sighed, Seeker grabbed her body and he picked up her head, making sure to get her necklace as well.
Zac cradled the head in his arms whilst the body - from the view of others it seemed to float behind him - was carried by his faithful shadow, "We uh… may need to take a trip to the infirmary."
Mikogami chuckled at the deadpanned expression on his students faces.
Infirmary
Within a few minutes Mr. Yutaka had sewn Jian's head back onto her shoulders, the necklace and scarf firmly in place she sat comfortably in one of the beds inside the nurses office, "Take a few minutes to acclimatise back to your body, Jung-san." Mr. Yutaka said with a smile.
"Thank you, sensei." The girl said with a bow, the man waved her off and went back to his desk, filling out forms for this and that, though before he sat down he turned to the other person in his office, "Zakari-kun, how's your bite?"
"Ah…" Having forgotten about the wound entirely Zac opened his jacket to see the bite mark, it appeared to be more akin to an old scar instead of a fresh wound, "It seems that when I aged, so did whatever was happening to my body."
"Ah, exceptional!" Yutaka said with a clap, "It seems you are quite the lucky fellow, Zakari-kun. Usually those that turn into a werewolf experience intense fevers and cramps for the months it takes for the body to accept it. You may have skipped over than entirely."
"How does one check?" The youth asked with a quirked brow, fixing his jacket.
"I'd say transforming - outside my office - may let you know." He grinned and turned to his desk.
"Well isn't that fun." The teen said quietly.
"Thank you for pulling me out of the building, Zakari-kouhai." Jian said, bowing to the youth, the young man smiled at the girl.
"It's no problem, Ji. I'm glad I was there to help."
"Ah… Ji, I've never had a nickname before." She said softly, touching her cheeks, though with the lack of expression it looked less like she was flustered, and more like she was being sarcastic.
The Warlock just grinned.
Jian tilted her head and looked him over, "You have become a werewolf? So the rumours were true?"
"Yeup. Got bit by Ginei before Mizore put him down, I figured I could use the stronger body." He said simply, Jian nodded.
"That's a smart choice, spellcasters are usually quite vulnerable, the speed werewolves posses will counter that somewhat." Jian noted, she looked away and into her lap, "I am confused about something."
"What about?" Asked her Kouhai.
"That boy, Akari-san. He was a member around the same time you joined, I'm just confused as to how he acquired a book that summoned such a powerful demon." She said with a frown.
Zac opened his mouth but shut it when he thought about it, "That… actually is a good question. Someone must have given it to him, but that means…" He trailed off, his mind going in various, possibly silly, directions.
"I means that someone gave a volatile student a weapon, and he used it to harm others. Someone wanted that to happen." Jian said, her blank eyes held the barest sparks of conviction, quite the amount given her condition.
"What makes you so sure?" The SPF Captain questioned softly, his eyes carrying worry.
"I know what a hit looks like, someone wanted to send a message. The only question is who." Jian said firmly.
Zac's stomach did a flip at that, he had no experience in these matters, but if someone was aiming to harm his peers, then with god as his witness he'd make them take a firm dirt nap.
End of Chapter
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