Sat. back and with more updates! Hazzah! I don't feel guilty for doing this chapter 'cause I got all my work done for the day… I would still do this even if I didn't but you get the point. In any case, let's see what happens with the lovely meeting tonight. I need some help. Is Aido and Kain the only ones with special abilities or are there others? I really need some help with this. The title kinda explains itself. I own nothing familiar; if I did, Kaname wouldn't be that much of an asshole…maybe. On wards! Happy All Hallows Eve!
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Chapter 3: Weapons and Spars
'Click' 'Crick' 'Sheefe' 'Clack'
Kaitlin continues to check her twin .45 firearms armed with anti-vampire magic bullets. She is happy to be reacquainted with them. She had to stuff them in an old shoebox under everything else in the wardrobe she has in her room. One firearm that is bright silver has a sun etched on it and the other a crescent moon while the body is pitch-black. She calls them her Apollo and Artemis; her little hunters. Tucking the holsters around her thin waist, she tugs a red jacket on and half zips it up.
Rena takes a number of kunai out of a pouch. Each black blade has an etched anti-vampire circle on it. Slipping them in to sheaths around her waist on the inside of her dark blue jeans, she pulls out her sickle and chain from under her bed. She had to hide it in an extra clothes container. The clothes aren't necessary for anything but hiding her weapon. She calls it her Medusa's Tongue.
Checking the sharpness and finding it to be to her liking, she sheaths the blade in the back of her jeans and lets the chain hang in a loop from her pants, the slack loosely in her pocket. Her shirt would cover her pockets well enough for tonight. Kaitlin looks at the alarm clock and it reads 7:23. The two nods to one another and head out the door.
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Sarah whets her blue tented knives with tender care. She has seven of them, all etched specifically for vampire hunting. Gently slipping the last blade into its proper sheath, Sarah slides Thetis' Tears onto the inside waistline of her jeans. Twisting her brown, blue streaked hair into a half assed bun, she slides the seventh sheathed knife into the bun, holding it. The blade becomes invisible in thick trendless of hair. She nods to the elder girl sitting on her bed.
Ana nods as well, slipping her two red tinted daggers, named Aries Eyes', into her jeans. Her scimitars are too large to bring unnoticed. They sit on her bed, sharpened and waiting for the right moment to sheath themselves into a victim's body. Ana named them, so many years ago, Aphrodite's Mirrors. She knows that she may not need them tonight, but still feels uneasy leaving them in her room. She hides them back in her wardrobe and walks out the door with Sarah trailing behind.
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Angelica sits on her bed with no lights on. The blinds let in the clouded moonlight as she looks at her firearm. She remembers so many times before when she put Hermes' Howl to her own head and wanted to pull the trigger. She was five the first time she did that. Her teacher stopped her. The light gold tinted metal dully glitters up at its owner. So many times she wanted to pull Hermes' trigger; to make everything easier for herself; to make her isolation go away… but then she met the other girls. Angelica smoothly slides anti-vampire ammunition into the chamber and pulls it into safety. This is all she will need tonight. She heads out the door.
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The girls meet at the lowest staircase. Kaitlin and Rena arrive first and wait against a wall. Angelica comes next, waiting near the banister. Ana and Sarah descend after a moment's time. Instead of stopping, Ana keeps walking straight towards the door and the other girls flank her. Right now, they aren't students. They are lethal hunters of all things natural and supernatural. At this moment, they've become what they were trained to be: straight hit-men for anything and everything.
The arsenal that was given to them at a young age by the Hunters didn't just consist of vampire weapons, but of all sort. They even have normal bullets for some of those rare occasions. They move as one, all in pace with each other in a "v" formation. If the girls weren't standing up, someone might think them to be a pack of wolves out for a hunt.
In a way, they are.
Ana doesn't break stride when the looming, bright white gates of the Moon dorm are in front of her group. Instead, in a simple motion, she opens the heavy gate with only one hand. There is much that Kuran hasn't learned about the abilities of E-Shifters. Walking across the narrow bridge, the girls ignore the creepy old man in a cloak sitting in the archway between the bridge and the dorms themselves. The group only stops when they reach the stairs.
"Kiryuu is in there. Seems that Cross wants to make sure to keep peace and have an ambassador at the same time," Ana mutters to the group.
"Is Yuuki in there?" Angelica asks. Ana shakes her head.
"The mood is excited and somewhat anxious. A lot of tension is coming from Kiryuu for obvious reasons of being around Kuran," Sarah starts to report, "But, the environment is pretty okay."
"I'll keep my eyes out for imposing gifts," Kaitlin says, not looking away from the building.
Taking a deep breath, Ana starts to move and the girls follow up the stairs with her. Ana knocks briefly and hard. The one who opens the door is the same boy that Kaitlin ran into earlier today. His smile widens some as he looks at all the girls.
"Ana-chan! How nice of you to come!" he says with partial fake mirth.
"Don't be so informal with me," she snips back with an icy tone colder than the ice this guy can make, "You most certainly do not have the right."
His composure flickers to rage for a second but moves aside when Kuran tells him to. The girls enter confidently, but cautiously. Zero is leaning on a wall far from Kuran, who sits on a couch by himself. Around him is the same group of vampires that were with him earlier today, with one exception of an extra redhead. Kaitlin takes her time looking at each and note something about the first redhead; he can create fire. Ana walks in and settles herself on the couch opposite of Kuran, sitting somewhat stiffly. The girls surround her in a semicircle, giving her enough space to dodge anything, but being close enough to help if needed.
"Good evening, Ms. Rose," he greets with his cold silk voice. Ana can't help but notice the pale, tone skin that peers through the white shirt that has two undone buttons, confirming her inferences of him having a body made to fight. That and she's still human to an extent. No one could really blame her for a slight mental slip.
"'Evening, Kuran. What did you want to sort out?" she answers, crossing her arms. Sarah didn't have to tell her that a few of Kuran's group tensed at her insincere voice.
"Just a few things to ensure that peace will be kept on school grounds," he answers, ignoring her tone and his, for lack of a better word, friends.
"You always did like to take matters into your own hands," Ana comments, shaking her head a bit, "Name the issues that you want to prevent."
"The main concern is fights," he says, not even glancing at the menacing girls around Ana, "A great deal can be prevented if your acquaintances do not provoke any of the Night Class students."
"They're my friends, Kuran; call them as such," Ana nearly growls, "And don't be hypocritical. We understand that keeping fights from breaking out is important. You should remind a few others that are in the room to do such as well." Both Ana and Kaitlin glance at the blonde Ice Boy, who looks a little taken back. Ana was told of the collision called a conversation that lasted a few sentences between him and Kaitlin. A few other vampires tense and glare harshly at the five.
"I was not implying that only you antagonized us. I know of a few that will antagonize you and they will be dealt with. Aido is of no concern to you," Kuran answers with a still unchanging voice.
"Then, what else?" she asks, pushing the meeting a little faster. Her radar is going crazy. She's never been in an area with so many vampires that have stayed together for so long. So many are moving.
"The issue of hunting other worldly creatures is a concern. If any should show within the future, it would not be wise for any of you to take action," he says while closing his eyes.
He prepared before to hear an onslaught of yells opposing such a demand. Instead, he opens his eyes, mildly surprise to find all of them laughing. They aren't just laughing, but doing it genuinely. Even Zero jumps a little at the odd action.
"Please, Kuran!" Ana says as soon as she dies down to chuckles, "Why the hell do you think we left the Hunters? All we're trying to do is dip under their radar and disappear from the files permanently. The only reason we'd kill something inhuman would be due only to the fact that they threaten our wellbeing and/or secret. We don't have mind-wiping abilities like you do, so we always avoid any type of physical confrontation."
"Hunting," Rena snorts out with a laugh.
"There is only one last issue to discuss. I am afraid I need to ask a question for this, but the demand is still the same regardless the answer," Kuran says, drawing the serious back around the situation at hand, "Your blood type—"
"Untested," Ana interrupts, "We left the Hunters before they could try that experiment and I wouldn't allow it to be done to myself or the others. We are not at all curious as to what the reactions would be and plan not to find out any time soon." He nods. Kuran always knew about the plans of the blood testing. It's one of the reasons Ana highly dislikes him. He knows too much for his own good.
"Kaname-sama, what does she mean, 'untested'?" Aido asks in a timid voice. He knows he shouldn't ask out of turn in meetings like these.
"Would you like to answer, Ms. Rose?" She shrugs and looks at Aido.
"We're not normal humans, which means that there are odd things about our blood. The Hunters wanted to give a small sample of our blood to different levels of vampire and a few other creatures that need blood to survive and see what happens. We didn't let them get so far."
Angelica makes an odd sound between a growl and a scoff.
"Don't like the fact of being fed to vampires?" Aido asks her with a sweet, haughty air.
"No," Angelica says with a stone voice and glares at him, "I don't like being a science experiment. Would you, Ice Boy? The little Hunter doctors would have fun with you."
"Enough, Angelica. They don't know anything about that, so just leave them be," Ana cuts her off before Aido replies and Kuran jumps in, "Is that all?"
Sarah rests a sympathetic hand on Angelica's shoulder.
"Yes, thank you for coming out here tonight," Kuran says, rising up from the couch. She rises with him and she really notes the height difference and laughs a bit.
"When we first met, I was taller than you," she comments with a rueful smile.
"I remember," he says with a nod and small smile.
"That's one of the few things we have in common, Kuran, besides our dislike for one another," she says walking towards the door, "We both had a shit childhoods."
"Indeed. Good evening Ms. Rose and company," he says and holds the door open for all of them. Zero trails behind them.
"'Night, Kuran. Let's not have another get-together like this anytime soon," she says with her sincerest voice.
"I certainly hope we will not have to under these circumstances," he says and shuts the door.
The group of girls and now one boy travel back over the bridge and out the gates as calmly as they could. Once on the other side of the closed gates, Sarah let's out a huge sigh in relief and glares a little at the single male.
"Do ya have to be so damn hostile in there?" she asks with her hands on her hips, "You were making my readings weird and ya acted like you were gonna attack them!"
"Hey, at least it didn't turn into a fight," Angelica says, "…That we didn't start."
The silver haired boy just gives her a cold glare and begins to walk away.
"Thanks for coming, Kiryuu. Tell the Headmaster we said hi and to let us know a little a head of time if you're gonna be in on our meetings," Ana says while walking the opposite way of the tall vampire. He makes no response.
"Pleasant, isn't he?" Kaitlin mutters, eyeing him for a moment.
"Well, at least we still have a place to sleep and we didn't even use up some ammo," Rena says, pulling the bright results out of the meeting, "It's harder to get any specific ammo nowadays."
All of them nod in agreement. It nearly costs three live rare vampires to buy one round of anti-vampire bullets nowadays.
"Find anything interesting?" Ana asks Kaitlin as the group beings to walk back to their dorms.
"The really tall redhead with messy hair has fire ability," Kaitlin answers, "and it's pretty damn strong."
"That explains why they were standing next to that really shorthaired girl with the stone face," Rena adds, "They're his major defense."
Silence drifts around them and the empty grounds. Kaitlin is busy thinking about how Aido's (since she knows his name now) and that tall redhead's ability works. Certain questions reel through her brain. Angelica wonders how she will be able to glimpse into Kuran's mind. It's time she started to learn just how this guy works and what better way than to invade the mind for a moment. Angelica drifts different scenarios around to find one that seems most accidental.
Rena is pondering how long it would take to breach Kuran's defenses to reach him. She knows that all the vampires in his reach have a great deal of life points, but distracting might work better. Ana is just wondering how in the hell Kuran got so many vampire families to follow him. Suddenly, a thought hits Sarah.
"Where the hell are we gonna have spares at?!" she hells, throwing her hands up.
Everyone stops, looking at the random brunette frozen with her hands up. Ana blinks owlishly at her while Rena's trying not to laugh. They all have their random moments, but Sarah is best at having them during tense times. Rena wonders if she does this on purpose.
"That…is actually a problem," Angelica says at length, still staring wide-eyed at the youngest group member. They continue to trek back to the dorms.
"We can't do it around campus or in the woods," Kaitlin says, "We'll either run into Day students or Night students or both. We might be accused of planning an attack… we will be accused."
"The only time we could do it on campus is at night; against the rules," Ana points out, jamming her hands into her pockets.
"We need the constant practice, so what do we do? We're tied in all around," Rena says with a whiney voice.
"What about a…fight club?" Sarah suggests, scratching her neck in thought, "It could be for cultural purposes and it'd show Cross that we mean well for the students if we're gonna hold lessons. It's also healthy for the students."
Everyone stares at the girl, making her shrink in her skin.
"Right, bad idea," she mutters.
"Sarah, I friggin' love you," Ana says in a flat voice.
"That's perfect!" Rena says, jumping up and down.
"Hug!" Angelica says, hugging Sarah from behind. The others join in, even Ana.
"So, we'll right up a proposal and give it to him on Friday," Kaitlin says, dislodging herself from the giant hug.
"Right," Ana says, "I'll write it up tomorrow and let y'all look at it."
"Aw, Ana's excited," Rena says, "Her southern accent is coming out!"
"Shut it, Tennessee girl," she growls back.
"So, sleep now, proposal tomorrow," Angelica says with a big grin.
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"What do you think?" Ana asks Sarah in their first class. They still have some time before class.
"Hmm, it looks okay," Sarah says, poring over a typed paper.
Headmaster Cross,
Kaitlin Black, Sarah Wave, Angelica Smith, Ana Rose, and Rena McLaughlin have a request to establish a new club within the school. The club is a spar club that teaches the following:
*Culture of different countries
*Self-defense for those students that wish for it
*Discipline in the mind and body
*Respect for others
We request that the hours be from four to six, everyday after classes and that there is an isolated area for safety and quiet for proper lessons. We will raise the funds for the equipment if necessary. If you are willing to allow establish of the club, we invite you to view the first three meetings.
Warmest regards,
Kaitlin Black, Sarah Wave, Angelica Smith, Ana Rose, and Rena McLaughlin
"Think he'll go for it?" Ana asks, leaning back in her chair.
"Hell if I know," she mutters in response, "That man has more mood swings than a pregnant woman."
"True."
"Alright everyone," Mr. Kaze yells, walking through the door and to his desk, "Take a seat! We're going to be talking about the end of the Feudal Era today and we'll have a test next Wednesday."
The whole class groans, including Sarah and Ana. It's not that they have a problem with the material; they have a problem with this man's tests. All fill in the blanks and including the dates. He'd say calligraphy and that could mean so many things. He likes to choose broad topics and the class only has fifty minuets to fill up the pages.
"If we get this club," Ana mutters while glaring at the rambling teacher, "I'm carrying my scimitars with me all the time just to scare the shit outta him." Sarah nods with a similar glare.
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"Here we go," Rena says.
"The moment of truth," Kaitlin adds, pulling her backpack strap up some.
"Now or never," Angelica says behind Ana.
"…Do I have to be here?" Ana whines with fake tears. The Headmaster creeps her out.
"Open the damn door!" Sarah all but yells at her. Ana knocks on it with a small and fake whimper. She could name at least five things other things she'd rather be doing.
"Come in!" Cross says in a sing-song-y voice.
'Jesus, here we go,' Kaitlin thinks. She didn't want to be here either.
The five enter the warmly decorated office. Headmaster Cross is sitting at his desk with a cup of tea and some paper work. He looks at them with a smile and sets his tea down.
"My lovely American students! How are all of you?" he asks with an extremely cheerful voice.
"Fine," they answer in unison.
"Aw, that's so cute how all of you answer the same thing! And you look precious in the uniforms!"
All of them wince. Great, elite hunters of all beings called precious. Oh yeah, that's so badass.
"Headmaster, we've come here for something important," Ana says and place the sheet of paper on the desk.
"Oh?" he says, picking it up and reading it. As he reads his expression turns serious.
'Arhge! Another one-eighty!' Sarah screams in her head as her sense twists around him. This man truly confuses her.
"What is your true reason behind this…request?" Headmaster Cross asks with no cheer in his voice. He laces his fingers in front of him.
"We all mean every word on that paper, but the other underlying reason is practice," Ana begins to explain, "I can't guarantee having your neutral ground established here will protect not only you and your… students, but us as well. You aught to know just how persistent the Hunters can be. We need to be at our best no matter what. This way, not only can we protect ourselves, but your students as well. Including the… Night Class, if it comes to such." The girls had decided this before coming to the office.
Headmaster Cross leans foreword in thought. He keeps his vision on the typed paper. After some still seconds, he gets up and walks around his desk. He stops at Ana, staring down at her with a severe serious face.
"You and your group would help the school?"
"If the time calls for it, yes."
"Then," he says, and suddenly picks Ana up in a hug, "Of course you can, my sweet Ana! How could I say no to someone that cares so much for others?!"
"Get off!" she yells, punching him in the gut.
"Such abuse," he mutters, sliding to the floor.
"Ana!" Sarah yells at her, helping the Headmaster into his seat.
"It's alright," he whizzes, "My dear son does it too. Though, not a violently. I apologize Ana, I shouldn't have done that."
"Its fine," she mutters running her hand through her hair, "I shouldn't have hit so hard."
"Headmaster," Sarah says in a concerned voice and helping him up, "Are you sure you don't want to think about the club?"
"Positive," he says, catching his wind, "I know just how important training is when dealing with something like this. I trust the intentions are good and that none of you like to go back on your word." Now Ana feels a little guilty about socking him in the gut.
"Besides," he adds with his big, goofy smile, "All of you are so cute trying to protect the school!" And now Ana doesn't feel one bit guilty.
After having a short conversation about random things, and profusely refusing the positions as prefect, the tired girls finally leave. Being a prefect was not something any of them wanted to worry about. Besides, they just arrived at the school a short while ago. Becoming prefects would cause major suspicion. Cross gave them a room number that the lessons can be held in. He told the five that it should be around the gymnasium in the back.
The girls arrive at the gym and begin to walk around it. A small, dark building lingers a little unnoticed in an outer edge of a wood cluster. Above the door is the number 2112, the same one on the sheet of paper that Angelica holds. The girls split up around the building to inspect it. Ana walks around the sides and sees large windows that are covered in thick dirt and dust. They are on both sides of the building. Sarah walks to the door and rattles the handle. It's rusted shut.
Gathering some energy and concentrating it, Kaitlin jumps on top of the roof to check for damage. She luckily finds none. Rena walks around the wood cluster edge, examining the thickness and wonders what can hide in there. Angelica joins Sarah with inspecting the doorknob. They both shake their heads and Sarah backs up some. With a practiced kick, Angelica breaks the lock part of the door. The knob is just going to have to be replaced. Entering the dusty building, Sarah flips a light switch. Ceiling lights hum to dull life, and a wooden floor of a discolored figure brightens up some.
There are two doors in the back that have signs above them indicating which is for men and women. Walking in, Ana goes to inspect something next to the changing rooms. It seems that there is a large office for the teacher of this place. Rena and Kaitlin go into the men's changing room and see it to be in a petrified state. Some lockers are opened, some random washcloth is handing out of a locker, a shoe is next to the shower room, and the place is covered in dust.
Sarah and Angelica enter the women's changing room to find it in a similar state. One major difference they found was a rusty pink razor and a sandal that might have been white at one point. The girls meet back into the main room, looking around the large and empty space.
"Wow, Cross really let this place go," Angelica says as her voice echoes off the walls.
"It is gonna be a fixer upper," Ana mutters still looking around the dusted room.
"At least there is electricity," Sarah says, glancing at the gray covered lights. "Wonder if we'll be lucky enough for running water," Angelica mutters.
"Hey, we got a place that no one really knows about!" Rena says with a large grin, "Before we start to advertise, this place could be our little getaway for a while."
"I know what we'll be doing this weekend!" Kaitlin exclaims with a grin to match Rena.
"Besides homework?" Sarah asks with a quirked brow.
"Cleaning," Kaitlin responds in a fake spooky voice.
"…You're crazy. I hope you know that," Ana says with a straight face.
"Yeah, but you're still with me," the shortest girl replies, "In fact, we're all still with each other."
"…I like to think I'm saner than all of you," the eldest girl says with a smile.