A Taste of Truth
Demone and Deuce came in. Demone was wearing a lot better clothes. His short bore an open mouth with wings. He also had a necklace with the same mark. "Hey Demone what's with the marks?" Deuce says looking at them through the sunglasses. "It is the tritonian crest. I always liked the look of it so I had my mom sew it on to most of my clothing. She also made me a necklace with the crest." Demone says pulling the necklace out. "Why didn't you wear it during your first day?" Deuce says liking the crest. "Are you kidding? Travelling clothes should not have me wearing something I like. If I had only clothes with the crest, I would have turned one inside out and wore it here." Demone says.
"Woah, cool down man before I have to." Deuce says tipping his sunglasses down a bit. "Sorry Deuce, but that crest is something I enjoy to wear as well as one of few things I have to remind me of my family. Did you make sure that Perseus was far enough away from Marquin?" Demone says concerned. "Why? Did you forget to lock his cage?" Deuce says worried for Perseus. "I locked it alright. Marquin may be a young dragon, but he is very resourceful. I see few things that he can't escape. I maze might be something he can't escape." Demone says remember the times Marquin escaped from his cage when it was locked. "Is the cage fireproof?" Deuce says looking over. "If you toss the thing into a volcano and picked it up, it will only be hot, no damage, no nothing, nothing will be wrong with it." Demone says remembering actually doing that to the cage.
Demone and Deuce catch up with the rest of the group. "Fierce mark, what is it?" Clawdeen says before everyone looks at it. "My crest. I liked it so I had it sewn onto my clothing and made into a necklace." Demone says before pulling out the necklace. "I can't believe I am saying this but I am jealous." Cleo says surprising everyone. "Cleo jealous, that's a first." Clawdeen says looking at Cleo. Demone snickers a bit. "Don't get used to it." Cleo says angrily when she hears the snicker.
"I won't. Hey does anyone else here have freaky economics for home room?" Demone says trying to figure out where his first class is. "I do." Clawdeen says. "Can I see your schedule, Clawdeen?" Demone says holding out his hand. "Sure, here it is." Clawdeen says handing Demone her schedule. Demone starts coughing. "What is it Demone?" Deuce says when Demone starts coughing. "My schedule and Clawdeen's schedule's are exactly the same." Demone says when he stops coughing. "Really? Let me see your schedule." Clawdeen says making sure Demone is saying the truth.
"He isn't kidding. Our schedule's have no differences except for our names." Clawdeen says surprised. "Wow, that's freaky." Draculaura says. "That means I just have to follow you to all my classes." Demone says with his hands behind his back, leaning on a wall. "Just make sure to keep up with me." Clawdeen says. "I'll try." Demone says getting off the wall. The group separates to head toward their first period.
During first period, Heath kept throwing paper balls at Demone trying to get his attention. Demone was too busy taking notes to even bother turning around.
After class, Demone meets with Spectra and Abbey in the doorway. "You must be the new kid." Spectra says looking at Demone. "Yeah, that's me." Demone says. "I am Spectra Vondergheist." Spectra says introducing herself. "I am Demone Tiartren." Demone says introducing himself. "I am Abbey Bominable." Abbey says introducing herself and sticking her hand out. "Nice to meet you as well, Abbey." Demone says shaking her hand. "You want to hang out with us during lunch?" Spectra asks Demone. "When's your lunch?" Demone says back. "Fifth period." Spectra and Abbey answer together. "My lunch is forth, sorry." Demone sadly says. "Oh well, scream you later." They say before leaving.
On the way to second period, Demone bumps into someone. "Sorry, about that man." Demone says picking himself up. "It's alright. Wait, are you the person that beat Clawdeen in frightball yesterday?" The person says to Demone. "Yeah, why?" Demone says getting up. "That's no easy feat." The person says sticking out his hand. "Thanks, uhhh?" Demone says not knowing the person's name. "You really are the new blood. The name's Clawd. I am Clawdeen's brother." Clawd says to Demone. "Okay, thanks, Clawd." Demone says shaking Clawd's hand.
"Is it true that you can turn the air into ice?" Clawd says intrigued by that bit of gossip. "That would be when I am grown up. I can right now only make the air freezing cold. Same with my skin transformations." Demone says correcting the gossip. "You can change your skin. Show me man." Clawd says excited. "Grown up tritonians can change their skin by thought. My skin changes with the weather." Demone says dissappointing Clawd. "Don't show up my sister too often. Otherwise, I'll have to put you into your place." Says Clawd joking a bit. "I'll try, but I don't want to be beaten in any game I have played back at my home dimension." Demone says joking.
"What did you play there?" Clawd says making sure that Demone hasn't played every sport there is here. "Just frightball. But in my dimension we used boulders." Demone says honestly. "That's all?" Clawd says expecting more. "That's all it was good training for our strength and our reflexes." Demone says honestly again. "Well good luck against her since she probably wants to get you back." Clawd says remembering what happened to the last person she got back at. "I'll remember that. Scream you later Clawd." Demone says as he and Clawd head their separate ways.
Demone heads to fierce fashion class. He was drawing something on a peice of paper. "Hey Demone, what're you drawing?" Clawdeen says looking over. "Nothing." Demone says trying to hide the paper. The teacher grabs it from under his arms.
"Let's take a look." The teacher says looking at the paper. "This is... freaky fierce. I can't believe how well the colors match and the style is like nothing I have ever seen." The teacher says amazed with the drawing. "It is just something I thought of. It uses a bit of style from everyone I have met within only two days." Demone says getting a bit embarrassed. The teacher hands Demone back the paper. Before Demone can take the paper, Clawdeen grabs it.
"Let me see it." Clawdeen says looking at it. "Wow, she isn't kidding. This is freaky fierce. I can see my style, D-Laura's style, Deuce's style, Spectra's style, Ghoulia's style, Abbey's style, Holt's style, Frankie's style, Heath's style and even Cleo's style mixed in with your own style." Clawdeen says still amazed. "I was always picked on back home for being too artistic. I see here, that I don't actually feel scared to share my drawings." Demone says before giving a sigh of relief.
After class, Demone and Clawdeen caught up with their friends heading for the creepateria. "Hold on, let me grab my food from my locker since they don't have what I feel like eating there." Demone says running to his lockers. Hs friends head to the creepateria and sit at their usual bench. Demone comes in holding a paper bag. He looks around and eventually finds his friends. He opens up the paper bag and pulls out a tree stump and begins eating it. Demone's teeth resemble those of a piranha.
"What's with the tree stump?" Frankie says looking at the stump. "What you guys want some?" Demone says holding out the stump. Everyone declines. "Why did you bring a stump with you to lunch?" Deuce says still looking at the stump. "Whoops, looks like there was something I forgot to tell you guys. The fact is, that a tritonian's taste buds change daily, making us want something different to eat everyday. It may be stuff like this, normal stuff, sometimes even other monsters, and rarely other tritonians." Demone says. Everyone gasps during the last two. "It must have been hard to eat one of your own." Frankie says a bit scared.
"Don't worry about it. We can survive for a month with only a bread crumb and a drop of water. Food is mostly actually used to increase the strength of our roar. The problem is that the younglings have trouble controlling their urge to eat so they have to restrained. That includes me. Younglings tend to go berserk. Deuce that may mean you have to turn me into stone for a while to stop me from eating anyone." Demone says looking at Deuce. Deuce nods without hesitation. "How can you be so mellow with that Deuce?" D-Laura says to Deuce. "Hey, if it is what he wishes if that comes up and it keeps us safe then so be it." Deuce says proving his point.
"Fine, I just hope it doesn't come to that." Frankie says hoping for the best. "If it does, it'll just be for the day. Good thing I am approaching the age of being a grown up." Demone says stretching. "How old are you anyways, Demone?" D-Laura says to Demone. "Me? I am 7965 years old and counting." Demone says without hesitation. Everyone starts coughing. "You can't be THAT old." Clawdeen says thinking that Demone is joking. "I actually show an additional year every five hundred years. Deuce is 7 years older than me, but I age five times as quickly as he does." Demone says showing he's telling the truth.
"Uggghhhh (Translation: How old can you be at maximum?)" Ghoulia asks. "Uuuhhhhhh (Translation: 37,500 years old at maximum)." Demone replies back. "What are you two saying?" Cleo says as everyone else doesn't understand zombie. "Ghoulia ask me how old can I live to at max and I told her 37,500 years at max." Demone says translating the conversation from zombie to english. "No wonder you are so old and look so young." Clawdeen says losing her surprised.
Next was mad science class with Mr. Hackington. "Since, all the frogs got loose. We'll have to disect something else. What do we have here? Whoops." Mr. Hackington says as the meat clever flies out his hand. It flies toward Demone who is too busy taking notes to notice it. Demone puts his hand out and the meat clever gets caught in it. Demone pulls out the meat clever and walks down to give it back to Mr. Hackington. Demone's hand is bleeding a bit and Draculaura passes out. "Doesn't that hurt?" Clawdeen says looking at the gash. "This? No not really." Demone says looking at his hand. The gash is already healing up. "Wow, that's freaky." Clawdeen says as by the time Demone gets back to his seat, all he has on his hand is a slight mark. Draculaura finally recovers from passing out and gets back into her seat. "Wow, that's what I call new blood." Mr. Hackington says laughing. Draculaura passes out again.
Next is gym with Mr. Igor. This time is laps around the track. "Hey, Demone. Wanna race around the track?" Clawdeen says to Demone. "You just trying to get me back for frightball, aren't you?" Demone says as he is pretty sure what the race is about. "Yep, so you up for it?" Clawdeen says at a starting lane. "Sure, since we'll be even afte this. I'll give it all I got, but I'll lose whether or not I try to win." Demone says sure of his abilities.
"Hey, can I join in?" Heath Burns says running in. "Who are you?" Demone says to Heath. "The name's Heath Burns." Heath says introducing himself. "Demone Tiartren." Demone says introducing himself to Heath. "So can I join? Also, can we place a little wager on the race?" Heath says acting like a hotshot. "It is up to Clawdeen, but if you join or if you don't we will not be betting, since I will lose to you or Clawdeen." Demone says making sure he doesn't do anything he doesn't like or will regret later. "Heath, you already forgot the last time you made a bet with me and we raced." Clawdeen says remembering the pit of endless horrors. "It was a full moon last time. This time it isn't a full moon. So can I join?" Heath says still acting like a hotshot. "Fine." Clawdeen says.
"Hold on, Demone. You sure you wanna race my sister." Clawd says entering from the dressing room. "If it means her and I are even then sure. There is no wager on this race though." Demone says briefly stating what happened. "Oh, okay then. I shall start the race." Clawd says putting his hand into the air. "On your mark, get set, GO!" Clawd says bringing his hand down at go. Heath, Clawdeen and Demone all start running.
When the race is finished, Clawdeen wins and Heath is a close second. The both beat Demone by a landslide. When Clawdeen made her lap, Demone was only 2/3 of the way done. "There we are even." Demone says before breathing in and out. "That was fun, we should do that again." Heath says still running. "If you guys do want to go again, just leave me out." Demone says getting a drink.
Finally is Dead Languages. Mr. Rotter is back from somewhere. "Okay, class. We'll be talking about the recently dead language of the tritonians. The tritonians used a bunch of codes to change english words into their words." Mr. Rotter says putting up the three words Q LIBM UQTS. Demone started to laugh when he read the words in his head. "What's so funny?" Mr. Rotter says to Demone. "Did you want to say 'I date milk.'?" Demone says still looking at the board. "It says I hate... oh wait, it does say I date milk." Mr. Rotter says reading what he wrote. The rest of the class started to laugh as well.
"How did you know what I wrote? I didn't explain how to go back to english." Mr. Rotter says to Demone who is still laughing. "I am a tritonian. In fact, the last. Tritonians just simply shift their letters eight letters forward in the alphabet with an infinite loop. If you wanted to say I hate milk it would be Q PIBM UQTS, not Q LIBM UQTS." Demone says still laughing. "I am sorry if I have insulted you." Mr. Rotter says erasing the sentence. "Don't worry, most people think their are no more tritonians until they meet me.
"Well, since the tritonian language isn't dead just yet, that destroys todays class. Therefore, today is a free day." Mr. Rotter says before going to sleep. The class cheers for Demone for being a tritonian and since of him, they have no homework today.
After that class, Demone is about to head home when Deuce calls him over. "Hey, Demone, you want to play casketball?" Deuce says to Demone. "Sure, you're going to have to teach me how to play though." Demone says as they head for the casketball court.