I am Legitimately Terrified
Chapter 2 – How Does One React to Blatantly Supernatural Events?
Tsukune woke up, while not an entirely unusual activity for Tsukune to take part in, it was perhaps a more fortunate event than his usual awakenings. This is of course because of the reason behind his loss of consciousness, in this case being blood loss, specifically blood loss caused by a vampire attack. Tsukune was still finding it difficult to comprehend the vampire part of the aforementioned event.
Still disoriented Tsukune had trouble when he moved to stand up but after a few attempts succeeded. Checking himself for expected damage one might sustain from being bitten, he was surprised to find little to verify the unbelievable scene. Save for his newly dyed red shirt of course. The colour having originated from his body in the form of blood. Tsukune despaired, as if the universes horror genre laws weren't stacked against him he now was wearing a red shirt, the standard uniform of the soon to be deceased. That practically guaranteed his untimely demise.
Tsukune gathered up the willpower to break from his rather nonsensical thoughts designed to distract from a world that quite frankly didn't make sense to Tsukune anymore. Up until then he had only entertained thoughts about how odd or creepy recent events or just the general area were, individually they were somewhat off putting, but certainly not enough for alarm. Unfortunately for his peace of mind Tsukune was now forced to confront the reality of vampires, no matter how nonthreatening their appearance may be, which in this case was fairly nonthreatening. Faced with rather convincing evidence of vampiric existences Tsukune firmly decided that there were definitely no such thing as vampires, she hadn't bit him, that his shirt wasn't dyed red from blood, he must have simply misread the schools name, and that the forest wasn't really that spooky.
Tsukune proceeded to break a small branch off of the tree he had been leaning on. He then realized how ridiculous his actions were, the stick wasn't strong enough to break skin let alone reach someone's heart and besides he didn't have the necessary garlic. He didn't put his provisional stake away though, no sense in getting rid of a perfectly good flimsy stick.
Deciding to make his way back to the tunnel and from there the world as it made sense Tsukune turned to leave. Despite blood loss making navigating the forest an even more difficult job than it already would have been, Tsukune was able to eventually reach the tunnel entrance. This was when he came upon a new discovery, one that was rather despair eliciting, walls that shouldn't exist. A short way into the tunnel was a shifting, almost fluid wall of reds and black. In an effort to learn more about the wall and realizing that sticking ones arm into physically impossible phenomena was in all likelihood a poor idea, Tsukune poked it with his stake. The stick seemingly decided it no longer wished to exist in a world as implausible as this one and proceeded to burst into flames.
Tsukune having dropped his makeshift vampire defence tool turned torch, felt rather conflicted. On one hand he was trapped by a barrier of some sort with a penchant for igniting things it came into contact with, which was terrifying. On the other hand he wasn't currently ablaze from touching it and if there was anything worse than being trapped in what might as well be a Dracula film (as a victim of course, Tsukune was quite sure he wasn't protagonist material) it was being trapped in one with serious burns.
Realizing that there was little chance of his being able to escape any time soon Tsukune resignedly made his way towards the academic facilities. He didn't like his chances, but maybe he could find someone who could help him. While rather prone to sudden assaults, that vampire he had run onto earlier hadn't seemed overtly malevolent, maybe he wasn't going to die after all. Having successfully deluded himself Tsukune felt a bit better as he made his way towards the school.
Checking the time and realizing that the entrance ceremonies were still ongoing and noting that he last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself by entering late in a blood stained uniform, Tsukune went to his room on campus. The building itself while mildly non-Euclidean in its architecture was not as disturbing as he had presumed it would be, merely somewhat old and decrepit looking, with any luck it wouldn't even be haunted! Having by this point made it to his room without dying or hearing a sudden ominous change in background music lifted Tsukune's spirit even more. He quickly changed into a spare uniform while idly wondering if he would have to abandon its rouge-tinted brother or if the blood would come out.
Knowledge is power, or at least security from making stupid mistakes, this was a statement that Tsukune held to be true and as such he decided to get out his student handbook so as to learn more about the school. God, the author, director, or some constant of the universe had decided to hold true in their seeming distaste for anything going Tsukune's way though and the guide was nowhere to be found. Thinking about where he could have lost it brought Tsukune to one conclusion, in response to which he sighed. "Damn it, unsafe bicycling practices."
Having no real choice in the matter Tsukune set out to find his book, nothing would stop him. It was at this point, those who recognize humour set ups will know, that Tsukune's path was halted. Not by giant lizard ambushes or from a pan dropping on him but by an unusual sight. In front of him was a woman wearing cat cospla…no wait the ears moved… a woman with the ears and tail of a cat, not someone he felt comfortable talking to at the moment. He quickly turned around and left secure in the knowledge that she hadn't seen him and he would be on his way.
Nekonome couldn't be blamed for seeing a student loitering about just before class and then dragging him to it. Sure it was probably a bit more forcible than necessary but she had the best of intentions and it was her job to look out for her students, she couldn't have known just how much the situation would scare him. All the same though that was how Tsukune ended up sitting rigidly at his desk in a class that was filled with terrifying monsters that would turn on each other at a moment, or in other words high school students.