Chapter 5: Schezo: The Bully Gang by warelander

F1 - East Hallway

Another uneventful class over with, Sig made his way across the halls of Primp High to make his way to his locker. Lagnus and Marvett had to go to the bathroom first, so he decided to go ahead on his own.

Not paying much mind to anything else Sig was soon greeted by the organized chaos of his locker, it hadn't been long since the start of school and he had already managed to make a mess of it. Somehow he still always managed to find what he needed anyways, no matter how baffled and lost his friends were when looking into it.

As the boy scoured through his stuff to find his economics book. He took no note of the puff of smoke materializing behind him or a certain half-genie friend of his stepping out of it for that matter.

''Yo Sig!''

''Ah,'' The boy exclaimed, turning around and smiling at the sight of a familiar blue-haired girl.

''Hey Jaan, what's up?''

Jaan meanwhile bore a more alarmed expression, which Sig began to notice too, though before he could ask she had already taken steps towards him, signaling that it was about something urgent.

''I'm here to warn you. Schezo and his goons are on the loose again.''

A rare look of ''Oh Crap!'' covered the lad's face, not skipping a beat he swiftly took a walkie-talkie out of his bag, with surprising speed.

''Marvett. You hear me?''

''Ugh…'' An audible grunt escaped the device, indicating bad news as Sig and Jaan exchanged cringing looks.

''Sig...They got us… atomic wedgied us… stuffed me into someone's locker… Rabbie has to hold the button... too cramped in here to even readjust underwear…''

''Is Lagnus in a locker too?'' Sig asked, almost preferring to not know the answer.

''They took him back to the bathroom…''

''The swirly!'' Jaan exclaimed with an audible gasp, while Sig could only clench his teeth, changing the channel of his device to get in contact with his other fallen friends.

''Lagnus. Say something.''

It took a bit for there to be any sound, which did not bring promising news, even when it did come up all Sig and Jaan could hear was anguished sounding breaths, which did little to ease their concerns.

''...Lagnus?''

''The flush….WHY THE FLUSH?!''

Both teens jumped a bit at the sudden child-like yell, horrified at the mere thought of the ordeal.

''I know my pranks can be a bit much, but THAT's just cruel.'' Jaan mused, more to herself then Sig, though it's not as if he would have disagreed.

Desperate to say something Sig switched the channel back to Marvett, who very audibly had more strength and mind left to communicate.

''Wait up guys, we'll get you.''

''No...it's too late for us Sig. Run and save yourself!''

''But-'' Before Sig could even protest he felt Jaan grab a hold of his red arm.

''She's right! Schezo's HQ is around the corner! Come on, I don't want you to be their next victim!''

Before he knew it Sig was dragged across the hall by his arm. He wasn't exactly good at protesting anyways and the pleading look on Jaan's face hurt to see, but even then he still took a look back, hoping to reunite with his childhood friends as soon as possible.

F1 - North Staircase

Meanwhile, not too far away was a trio of Senior students. They had many names among the rest of the teens that visited Primp High. Some knew them as the bullies. Others referred to the leader as a demon, his right-hand man, as his servant and the girl as a captain, comparing her to pirates in her ruthlessness.

Yet again others knew them simply as Schezo's Gang.

No matter the age, gender, social class or popularity, everyone knew better to avoid them or possibly face a more than undesirable fate.

Having just descended from the above floor all three members were more than pleased to be greeted with a completely empty hall. Truly, the word of their first rampage of the year had made the rounds and struck fear into the rest of the school. Sometimes all it needed was a floor of traumatized peers to make a point.

''I'm impressed. Seems they are showing respect early this time around.'' The white-haired leader expressed, with a mocking tone to his voice, more than happy to assert full dominance now that he was a Senior.

Schezo Wegey
Demon of Primp High

''A bit of a shame though, hearing those twerps squeak when I leave them dangling by their undies or give them a hard noogie is the most fun to have around here!'' The only girl of the group said with more than a bit of glee in her voice, while stroking her pet chameleon.

Carrie
Cutthroat Reptile Loving Lass

''And you do it so well too. You could probably handle the entire thing by yourself.'' The last member of the group complimented his companion, his shone horn as bright as his smirk.

"The Demon Servant"
The Bullies' Sporty Butler

''Aww Lawrence, you charmer you!'' Carrie playfully flirted. Schezo on the other hand just wrapped his hands, looking through the still empty halls satisfied. To build a rep strong enough for this took years of work and in their final year, it would finally bear fruit.

They did save stealing lunch money from students for another time though. They'd still make a ton over the year, but for now, they had to reaffirm who had the say around the school and besides, the few that dared to cross them brought a more lucrative way to rake in the dough.

As if on cue the gang spotted a figure in the distance, next to their hideout, which used to be the Detention Room before the bullies managed to take it over for themselves and turned it into their cozy HQ.

On further inspection of the figure, it was a young man with purple hair. And that description quickly made his identity clear. And it made Schezo roll his eyes.

''Why am I not surprised?''

''Oh, it's Incubus alright.'' Lawrence exclaimed, equally not the least bit shocked to see his classmate.

''Fufufu! That's gonna be good!'' Compared to the boys Carrie had slightly more enthusiasm for the coming encounter. If only to see how badly it would go for the wannabe-womanizer. She even gave him a mocking wave, which he returned in an attempt to be flirtatious.

It did little to wow Carrie.

''Alright, pretty boy, what do you want?'' Schezo asked bluntly, as him and his friends closed the distance to the purple-haired senior, just wanting to get to the point and trying not to get too irritated by the rose petals lying around near his hideout thanks to him.

''Oh, you know already know, Schezo! I challenge you to un petit jeu de poker for money! Someone like me needs the funds to finance all the dates I'll have over my last year here!'' The skirt chaser exclaimed all while striking fancy poses, to appear all the more elegant.

"Incubus"
Most Attractive, Least Desired

''Yeah. Sure.''

Needless to say, Schezo wasn't as optimistic about Incubus' chances with the other gender or interested in his escapades for that matter. Compared to others Incubus got off the hook more than usual. Not out of preference either, Schezo just considered him too pathetic to deal with and preferred to keep their encounters brief.

''Let's make this quick: how much do you have?''

''300 credits. You'll bet just as much and the winner takes all. Deal?''

The gang leader took his pack of cards out of his pockets. ''Deal.'' So it was settled, not that Schezo had any doubt over his victory, even leading Incubus into his hideout in a rare showing of courtesy, if only to rub Incubus' loss in his face all the more later.

F1 - Schezo's HQ

Incubus meanwhile was totally calm, that inflated ego of his did have some perks in letting him comfortably sit in the bullies' lair of his own accord, when others wouldn't be caught there kicking and screaming.

While the two competitors prepared themselves for the match Carrie closed the door behind them, after all the staff would be less than thrilled to catch students gamble. Lawrence meanwhile shuffled their cards, much like Schezo, hardly worried about the outcome of the game.

One anime-worthy card game later

''Well. I won. That's that.'' Not the least bit impressed, Schezo snagged the bills off of Incubus' side of the table, silently applauding himself for a job well done and barely paying any mind to his opponent trying to keep his composure.

''Uhm...good game and all, but surely you can spare to let me keep some of it. Surely you know how it is to risk it all in the name of love, mon amie?''

''No.''

Barely even lifting a finger, Schezo pointed his friends to escort Incubus out of the room. Their definition of escort being to drag the protesting boy out of the room and toss him an impressive distance out into the hall.

Needless to say, this had been a remarkably successful day for the gang and they were eager to keep that momentum going.

Authors' Notes:

WARE: And with that, we got our first real antagonists. I had a lot of fun writing the beginning in an overly dramatic fashion, a fun way to use the bully trope I find.