A.N: Thanks for the reviews, don't get discouraged if I don't answer them. I will probably answer any questions through PM though since I honestly do not want gigantic author notes at the beginning or end of the chapter. Chapter was betaed by Rinn over on SV, so without further adieu, lets begin.

Chapter 2- A grand start for a hero

I stare at Blackwell for awhile in disbelief. At least until I went over my memories on what happened this morning.

I do not let my surprise at what I remember show on my face. As well as my amusement.

I did push Sophia out of my way and the look on her face was priceless. At least, from what I could make out from a brief glance. Really, Sophia was just so... unimportant at the time. There was a more important matter to attend to then deal with someone so fundamentally beneath me.

Maybe ignoring their worthless existence entirely would be a better option than pranking them viciously. I will think on that later but right now I should really defuse the situation I found myself in.

I am curious at who told on me though.

"I honestly should have expected something like this to happen given your attitude." Blackwell says just as I was ready to speak.

'What?' I close my mouth and stare at Blackwell incredulously. 'What does she mean by that?'

"Your behavior has been completely unacceptable. Being truant to your classes, not doing your homework and even spreading false rumors against your fellow students." Blackwell starts to lecture. "And now this!" she slams a hand on her desk. "You put a student in the infirmary and you show no guilt over it!"

'Is she really?' I thought as my incredulous stare turned into a glare.

'Being truant to classes? Tell that to the bitches that have been trying to make my life a living hell. Not doing my homework? Tell that to the bitches that destroy my property on a regular basis! Spreading false rumors? That is me reporting the incidents that you and the worthless teachers do NOTHING ABOUT!' I nearly scream in my head as I continue to glare at her. Unknowingly using chakra to make my anger palpable in the air.

"Don't you dare look at me like that young lady!" Blackwell nearly snarls. Her forehead is starting to sweat as she unconsciously feels my rage. "It is high time you learn actions have consequences!"

'I agree.' I thought as I void all emotions on my face, startling Blackwell. 'Actions do have consequences.' I release a small amount of my killing intent as she continues to rant.

Blackwell starts breathing heavily, the stench of her panicked sweat fills the room as I hear her heart start beating erratically.

'Just as your inaction has consequences.' My face stays passive as I ramp up my killing intent more.

Her heart beat speeds up and I can feel her fear.

I relish in it.

But it is somewhat impressive that she is continuing to rant at me. I know I am not releasing anywhere near my full killing intent, but still mildly impressive.

For a human.

'She will still die though.' I thought, making sure not to grin or show any emotion at all outwardly. 'Slowly.'

"Therefore you will be punished with a two week suspension!" Blackwell finishes, noticing something completely wrong with her as she starts struggling to breath. Her clammy skin pales and her eyes start to dilate.

"Are you ok?" I ask, making sure to perfectly fake being worried for her continued health. I ramp up my killing intent just a bit more.

"T-Taylor... go get help." Blackwell struggles to say. Inwardly I smirk. Just a bit more and she would have a full blown heart attack.

"O-okay!" I say, continuing my ruse. I stand up and start walking to the door, careful to be in between a panicked worried rush and no rush at all. I have to savor this moment after all.

Someone that helped make my life hell is going to die. And the death would not be linked to me since they would have no reason to suspect a parahuman's involvement.

After all, poor old Miss Blackwell is about the right age to be worried about her heart, and her job is very stressful. After all the school is riddled with gang members and apathetic teachers that do nothing even when they see a child getting bullied in front of them. Is it any wonder she would have a heart attack with all the things she needs to deal with?

'They would just see me as a poor panicked little girl that nearly watched someone die in front of her.' I thought, finally reaching the door. 'Even if my ruse falls a part at the seams, it would just be a simple matter of changing my form. I am a nine-tailed kitsune after all.' I pause at that thought. 'The only problem would be father, but I am sure he would get over it if "Taylor Hebert" disappears forever. He rarely pays attention to me lately anyway.'

With that in mind and all my bases covered, I start turning to door handle. Prepare to give one final concentrated burst of killing intent to finish that worthless principal once and for all. I hope her replacement will be better at their job. But sadly, I know the school district would just hire another useless tool and place them at Winslow; the school of gifted young gang-members.

I start ramping up the final burst of killing intent as the door opens.

Only for my eyes to widen in pure terror. Abruptly ending my killing intent.

'What the hell am I doing?!' I scream in my head as I start to panic and hyperventilate.

"Tay...lor..." I heard Blackwell struggle to say. My killing intent might have ended abruptly, but the damage was done.

I quickly call for the secretary for help. With that, the school quickly became a torrent of activity. People rushing and going. The school nurse showed up to help keep Blackwell stable until the ambulance could get here and I answered her questions about what symptoms I witnessed as best I could. The ambulance finally showed up and whisked Blackwell away, classes still continued and the teachers went back to their jobs trying to herd kids back to their class while I was left alone in Blackwell's office. I sat in a corner, hugging my chest to my knees trying to make myself as small as possible. I was left alone because they think I am suffering from trauma of almost watching someone die in front of me. They couldn't be even any farther from the truth.

They managed to help Blackwell in time. Calling it a freak heart attack as she had shown no signs of having a bad heart before.

A part of me is disappointed that she didn't die. The other part of me is utterly horrified of that part.

"Who am I?" I mutter to myself, rocking back and forth.

I woke up with nine tails, feeling more comfortable in my body than ever before with them.

I became more aggressive, more uncaring. I realized that now.

I may feel horrified at myself, but I would have felt absolutely no guilt if Blackwell died. Does that make me a sociopath? Could you even call me a sociopath if I wasn't a human anymore?

I do not think I am human... at least not anymore.

My other-side clearly hammered that in my head until it stuck. It was probably upset that I would even think of myself as a human in the first place.

I need to find out what I am and what might have happened to me. I need to find out why I am starting to know things that I should not. I need to know what a kitsune is.

More importantly... I need to get away from people just in case my other self has another "episode".

... I think I felt my other-self scoff at me.

I start hyperventilating again before I ruthlessly squash my unnecessary panic. I am not going crazy.

Time to go to the library. I do not want to start researching about kitsunes at home due to paranoia and my more practical nature. After all, I am be going out to fight as a kitsune and if someone is watching my searches, I rather them not find out where I live. Thanks to Blackwell, I have a two week vacation anyway. I could use that to get a handle on what the hell is happening to me.

Maybe I can look up a way to calm my mind while I am at it?

Ok... enough stalling Taylor. Time to get up and leave.

With a great amount of personal effort, I stop hugging my knees and stand up and start walking towards the door. Waving the secretary good bye while she pretty much ignored me and I finally made it out to the hallway. A hallway filled with people...

'Fuck.' I thought with no small amount of dread.

I reeeeaaalllyy do not want to be around people right now. They smell terrible.

... Okay Taylor... you can do this.

Surprisingly it was easy wading through the crowd with minimum effort. I didn't bump into anyone and suddenly decide to kill them because my other self decided to have a hissy fit at being touched by a human or something.

In fact, I practically made it home free before some I know tried to block my path again.

"Taylor! Did you really break down and cry?" The red head asked with a twisted smile.

I simply decide to ignore her entire existence and continue my long stride through the hallway. After all... she is not in anyway important. She also must have learned something from what happened to Sophia as she got out of my path.

Wow... I guess they can learn.

"Taylor! Where are you going?!" The red shouted, trying to catch up to my stride without looking like she is in a hurry. She failed simply because my legs are longer so I cover more ground faster, even if I am only walking.

I continue blissfully ignoring her existence.

"Taylor! Don't you dare ignore me!" The red haired bitch starts to shout at me, giving up all pretense of not being in a rush and ran at me.

I simply dodge out of the way without looking at her causing her to fall on her face.

I didn't even spare her a glance.

"Taylor!" She shouted, this time sounding a bit desperate as she picked herself off the ground.

I don't know why she is so hung up on me. She made her choice, and I made mine.

I finally reach the exit and go outside. The semi-fresh air already making my mood better.

But I know this small peace will never last. I start walking away from the school.

I better get to work.