Izaki stood in front of the new class he was assigned to. He could feel the glances of the students as he stood before them. The teacher introduced him.

"Class, this is our new transfer student, Izaki Sanada. Please treat him with kindness as he adjusts to this new school." The teacher said as he motioned towards Izaki. Izaki bowed as if on cue.

"I am Izaki Sanada. It is nice to meet you all." He could here the class whispering about him. Izaki didn't care. His purpose was to find and monitor the newly chosen Soul Bladers. He scanned the class with his eyes, but couldn't sense any of their powers. 'This makes since, seeing as their powers have not awakened yet, I would have to be close to them to sense anything.' He thought to himself. He recalled the battle last night in his head. After slaying the Vaine, four Rune Cyphers scattered to the city below, finding new hosts. It was somewhat troublesome, seeing as Rune Cyphers naturally selecting their hosts from normal people was very rare. Nonetheless, he had been assigned to this school to protect them as they grew. With the sheer political and economic power the Soul Bladers had, implanting one of their agents into a school was child's play.

"Mr. Sanada, you can have that seat next to the window in the back." The teacher said as he pointed to an empty seat nodded as he took the seat. The teacher began his lesson, on which Izaki only halfway listened. Due to his upbringing, his knowledge far surpassed that of a college student, better yet a high school student. He gave a small sigh. During lunch he would start searching for the new Soul Bladers. It was the only thing he could do at the moment.

Once again Angel was late to school. At first it was on accident that she would wake up late, due to her alarm. Now she had made it into a habit of coming late to class everyday. Though this time it was different, she hadn't been late because she wanted to. Something strange had happened to her last night and not even she could explain what happened. Even though she was always late, the teacher never said anything due to her grades being one of the best in the whole school. It was something that he took pride in since he was her teacher. Walking in everyone was already on the lesson

"Ms.Ryu, how many times am I going to have to say this..." he was cut off by her

"Yeah yeah I know, 'Being late to class is a habit that is hard to break out of and will eventually haunt me for the rest of my life preventing me from getting a job.'" she mocked him mimicking his voice and movements.

She headed for her desk, which was t the back of the classroom. She noticed that behind her desk was a boy, whom she guessed was a new transfer student. She just simply smiled and said a simple "hi" before sitting down and taking out her book.

Zero decided to skip class again which would give him enough time to steal food from the cafeteria before lunch starts. He heard the school resource officer looking for him again. He ran into the bathroom into a stall and pulled hi body up so it looked like no one was there. His arm muscles were food so he could stay up there for about thirty minutes. He smiled. Officer Kcasin would never see him there. He waited it out and got on the ground and opened the stall and laughed at the stupid fake policeman, he was to smart to be found out by a doughnut gobbling fat man. He was tackled to the ground from behind and heard a deep giggle.

"Found you Riluka". Damn. Zero was carried to class. This time he wouldn't get a bathroom break. The teacher wouldn't make that mistake again. Officer K opened the door and pushed him in. "Found him". Zero put his head up and smiled crazily."What's up Teach". He tried to look like he wanted to hear his answer."Well Mr. Riluka I see you finally decided to join us. Zero smiled as Officer K escorted him to his seat. Zero sat down and thanked Officer K. Officer K smiled."Bye kid". Officer K walked out and waved at the teacher giving him a warning about letting him out of class again. Teach continued with his lesson as Zero noticed a new kid."What's up" He whisper from beside the kid. He leaned back in his chair getting the suspicion that he was talking out of teaches mind.

"Ah! Don't...ah c'mon! Don't be such a derp you stupid-Ah!" behind the desk at the front of class 2-A, a slim and dusky woman was engrossed in a hand-held game that constantly made sound-effects one would associate with dying or losing the game. She furrowed her brow in concentration, and it was obvious that the woman was trying her hardest. Most of the students knew that trying to talk to her would prove to be a futile effort but one boy decided to go against his better judgement.

"M-Miss Kozaki?" he called out with a cracked voice. The teacher did not immediately respond, so he tried again with a more authoritative tone. "Ms. Kozaki-Ms. Bee!"

At that, Beelzes perked up and seemed to become aware of her surroundings for the first time that morning. With wide eyes she realized that class had begun and quickly stashed the DS into one of the compartments on the desk. Straightening her gray skirt and sleeves, as well as pushing up her wide-lensed glasses, the petite woman stood up from her desk and smiled to the class. "Good morning! Thank you for being so patient with me," Beelzes bowed and smiled charmingly at the boy who had disturbed her playtime. "Please open your books to chapter four, section two and begin studying the effects of lower levels of gravity on bone density over extended periods of time."

"Uh...Ms.? You're a math teacher..." a female student pointed out with no small amount of confusion.

"Oh? Is that so..." Beelzes walked over to a student in the front of the class and lifted his textbook with ease, flipping it open and skimming through the information. "So it is! How interesting! Then begin studying Trigonometric Identities on page two-eighty-eight." her job done for the day, Beelzes sat back down in her delightfully spinny chair and retrieved her game system. She resolved not to kill the boy because he was one of the students who had showed her how to play these darn addictive games, but the know-it-all girl had no such protection. After school maybe...no, no. Beelzes had long ago sworn not to eat where she worked. She did not want to mess up this sweet gig! Teaching was the easiest job ever! Just forge some documents saying that you attended some place called Hartford U., get an inferior human specimen to hack(whatever that was) into the SSC(social security cookies?) to create an identity and presto-change-o!

Now if only she could defeat the one the kids call 'Bowser', her life would be complete. Beelzes' tranquility was broken when a sudden aroma met her senses. Holy power, with a mix of self-righteousness and just a hint of superiority thrown in. A blader...Beelzes simply shrugged. As long as the guardian did not mess with her hunting territory or kill and of her kruslich, Beelzes had no qualms with them. "Grr, die turtle-thingy!"

As usual Jin had gotten to class early that day, and had been spending his time up near the front of the class reading one of his books. Each week he would go to the local bookstore and pick up a new volume of one of the several manga he liked to read. This week he had picked up the newest volume of a new mech manga called Metal Arms: Tales of the Fullmetal Brotherhood. No one else in the school had even heard of it, which didn't surprise him. He was always able to get the manga volumes he wanted because for some reason it seemed he only liked the ones that no one else did.

As the classroom door opens he closes his book, keeping his place with one finger, and watches as the new student walks into the room. So this is the new kid, he thinks to himself, listening as the teacher introduces him, I thought he wasn't supposed to get here till next week...oh well, doesn't matter. Where was I? It wasn't that he didn't care anything for the new kid, only that he had already decided that they would probably never have anything to do with one another. Since no one else in the classed cared much to even talk to him, he figured this guy would be no different, and so he quickly opens his book and finishes the chapter he was on before the teacher starts his lecture.

Not too long after things had settled back down in the class, Zero was brought in. As usual per his arrival it was a slight bit of chaos, but nothing out of the ordinary. Reaching into his pocket, Jin takes out a small silver pocket watch and sighs. He had been hoping it would be time for lunch, but not just yet. Oh well, back to my book...

Katsumi Kido was enveloped in his studying when the new student entered the classroom. He looked fairly normal, except for the striking white hair, which was very much out of place in Japan. He thought perhaps that he might be albino, like the mice he had read about, but his skin pigment did not match that assumption. Kido bowed his head and said a brief "welcome", before going back to his schoolwork. He was sure that this Sanada did not want much attention drawn to it. Kido could understand not wanting to be noticed.

It was not so much that he did not want to be noticed by his schoolmates. His own shyness prevented much friendship from being formed with them. No, he wished that he would not be noticed by Jin and Kaoru Hatsume, two brutish brothers that hounded him at least once a week. They picked on him because he seemed like an easy target. They were wrong in that assumption. Kido was a junior member of the school's Karate Team.

Due to his bookish personality, Kido thought it necessary to study at least some Karate, reading some of the books online and practicing the moves. When he first came to Hitsarugi High, he joined the school's Karate Team, making new friends and learning new moves to help him solidify his combat knowledge. Around that time, Jin and Kaoru started to pick on him, taking his lunch money and stuffing him in lockers. Kido hated that enough, but when they started to try and beat up on them, that was when he'd had enough. Relying on his training, Kido turned the tables on them by beating them up and taking back his lunch money.

Though the frequency of the attempted bullying slowed down, they were convinced that through tenacity they could beat him. It was an annoyance that interrupted his life of studying and Karate practice. Kido was studying hard to get into Tokyo University, where he could relax a little and then get a job in an office somewhere. He was not sure yet what kind of job he wanted, but he would figure it out later. Just to do it would bring honor upon himself and his family.

What he was looking forward to right now more than anything was the All-Japan Karate Tournament, which would be coming up toward the end of the year. It would be a farewell to the seniors who were going on to universities and a different life. For Kido, it was the chance for his team to prove how far he had come in just one year, and prove the talent of the junior Hitsuragi Karate Team. Looking up, he noticed Angel coming in late, as usual. Her hair was like a red tidal wave cascading down her back, lending credence to her as an interesting girl. Still, he wondered why her parents fostered such irresponsible behavior.

Preoccupying his mind even more was the strange occurrence last night. It had been just after Karate Team practice.

"What do you think of this 'Silver Blade' guy?" Sosuke asked as he picked up his bag.
"What 'Silver Blade' guy?" Yukiko asked.
"It's this new urban legend. Lately, people have claimed to see a guy in bright armor and a spear flying through the sky. Bad weather always seems to follow him, and nobody can take pictures of him or anything."
"The police recently issued a statement that they were behind the cause of the bad weather," Kido said, as he stood up, "If they were behind the bad weather, than they were probably behind the flying apparatus. It's probably just a new satellite."

"Whoever heard of a knight-shaped satellite, Kido?" Yukiko asked.
"Yukiko's got a point."
"I think you've both watched too much anime," Kido said with a chuckle, "You two keep talking about flying knights and I'll go home to study, all right?"
"Bye, Kido!" Yukiko called.
Sosuke waved. Kido went out the door.

Kido began taking his usual route home. It was not long before he noticed a bright light up ahead. At first, he thought it was a street light, but it seemed to be moving toward him. It was soon so bright that he had to cover his eyes. The light seemed to dim some, and he was soon looking at a floating piece of metal. He stared at in amazement, until it vibrated and shot inside his chest.

Jumping up and down, he checked his chest to see if there was a wound. There was nothing, just a glowing spot that dissipated. He stopped jumping and put his hand to his head.
"Man, I must be more tired than I thought. I've got to be seeing things."
He then raced home to begin his nightly studying.

Kido snapped out of his revery.
I've got to focus more or I'll never make it into Tokyo U."
With that, he went back into studying. He would study as hard as he could until the bell rang.

"I see sorrow and pain in your future." She flipped another maroon card. "You were to come upon fortune, but this will not sooth your sorrow." Her gaze flickered to that of a desperate woman. She sensed the woman to be in about her thirties, her hair more than likely tied into a bun. A little smile played on Lenn's lips, as she flipped the final card. She let a little gasp escape her lips, then revealed the card to the client.

This woman, Ms. Riyche as she had earlier claimed, looked at the card with shock, fear, but also a little bit of hope. Lenn licked her teeth, the smirk now taking true form. She placed the card on the table, facing Ms. Riyche. It was a man, a handsome one, standing with his back to the viewer. It is night, the stars shining bright, the moon accenting his features. His head hangs low as he stands in front of a tomb stone. Etched onto the symbolic stone are the years '1979 - 2011'. Lenn knows all she sees is the handsome man, overlooking her death. Greedy little creatures humans were.

Lenn splayed her hands on the table, spreading each of the black painted nails apart. The woman waits for her to say something. "Madame Dragostea, what does this mean?" She whispers, her eyes alight.

Lenn closes her eyes for effect, then breathes softly out. "Vei muri în acest an. Şi nu veţi obţine avere dorit din cauza lacomiei tale." She whispers, than opens her eyes, looking confused. "What did I say?" She demands of the woman. Riyche repeats the words back with poor pronunciation, accompanied by a whispered. "What does it mean?" Her great brown eyes large.

"You will die this year. And you will not get your desired fortune due to your greed." Lenn looks at her intensely. She knows to Ms. Riyche that her eyes are swirling now, becoming rich moving pools of silver. "You will go home tonight, and you will lie in bed. When you think of my words today, you will walk to the kitchen. You will approach your knives, you will select three of the sharpest. The first, in your leg, the second, in your arm, the third, in your hea-"

"Madame Dragostea, another client is waiting for you." Her assistant says before she can finish her words. Ms. Riyche stands, shocked, shaking her head. A feral and inhuman growl escapes Lenn's lips. She sends a devilish glare at her assistant, she drops to the floor, blood pouring form her eyes. The woman screams.

She grabbed the woman's chin and ran a finger over her lips, sealing the hole. The woman tried to scream again, but she couldn't make much more than a hum. "Such a shame," Lenn ran a finger down the woman's neck. "I wanted to watch you kill yourself." She shrugged, "There's always next time." She pinched the woman's nose, sealing it. Riyche began to panic, eye's wide and jaw moving, desperate for air. Lenn waited for her to fall to the ground, dead.

She snapped her fingers and the bodies disappeared. She walked to the door, and purred into the hallway. "Who's next?"

[EDIT: I read it and it's actually really creepy, sorry.]

Serial was plopped down in a diner, gazing blankly out the window. Her thoughts were raging, but her face had yet to betray her. Today she had quite a few problems on her mind, with the Soul Blader at the top of the list. Well, not him himself, but what follows him. As in bad weather. Here Serial is; walking around looking for someone to eat, then WHAM! This huge rainstorm comes out of nowhere! As she has no memory of being her other self, next thing Serial knows she's playing the violin. On the streets. Presumably all through the rainstorm. In front of a group of hobos! And the next day these girls Serial has never met before are calling her! Asking if she wanted to go to a party! Seriously!?

And then there is this wretched human body. It was fine on it's own, but whenever Serial went somewhere these human officers would always come and talk to her, asking things like how old she was and which high school she went to. As if! She would never lower herself in such a-

A man's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Hey. Little miss. Shouldn't you be in school right now?" Of course. Here was one now. Serial didn't even look up, swirling the coffee in her mug as if nothing was happening. "What school do you go to?" Finally she glanced up. Uh oh. More than one. Correction: Here was a squad of police officers now. Serial's only reply is a quiet "Mmmmm..." One of the officers lays a hand on her arm, and looks at his comrades. "I think this is the one we've been looking for. The underage that social security said lived by herself."

Then the man looked back down to her. "Hey... we're going to take you back to school now, okay?" Serial had no clue what to do. She couldn't afford to kill them or to make a scene. She needed to stay close to the other Vaines because their presence helped her "special condition" with water. So she stood up. "Actually I have a home. With parents. I was taking lunch away from school but I guess I'll be going back now." Best to play innocent. But, that meant she actually had to go to school. The papers were already there, saying she was supposed to attend in a week or less. She could go right now. Serial looked at the officers, trying to see if her deception had worked. It looked like it did, for the most part. But she'd probably have to go to school today. With a police escort.

Standing over the ledge on the roof of one of the various apartment building of Hizaru a middle aged businessman nervously glances down to the ground as he begins to loosen his grip on the fence ready to plummet to his death.

"WAIT! STOP!" A voice called out as the man feels a pair of hands grab his shoulders. Looking behind his shoulder he sees a teenager currently trying to pull him back over the railing. Struggling slightly he is able to get free of the kids grip causing the boy to fall on his ass.

"Leave me.... I have nothing to live for..." The man said nervously.

Getting back onto his feet the kid with black and blonde hair, he puts his hand out towards the suicidal man.

"This isn't the answer, now just take my hand and I can get you off of there."

"No! Stay away from me!"

"You know they say it's not the fall that kills you, people apparently have a massive heart attack midway through it."

"Wh..What!?"

"Yeah, I know right? Now you want to tell me why you're doing this?"

Staring at the odd kid for a good minute or so the man's eyes began to water.
"I... I cheated on my wife and she caught me.... She got everything in the settlement, the house... the kids...."

"Tough break buddy, but think about your kids, won't they miss their dad? Don't you want to see them get married? Become a grandfather?"

That seemed to strike a chord with the man as he tightened his grip on the railing. After a minute or so of dead silence the man slowly began to reach for the lad's hand.

" You're right I need to get my act together, for my children, maybe then Yoko will take me back." He said with a small smile.

"That's great!" The teenager said as he took hold of the man's hand.

"It's too bad that you're going to die now."

Now a evil grin began to spread across Pazuzu's face as a powerful gust sprang up from behind the Vaine, causing the man to lose his grip and fly off the building. However as the man plummets a large gryphon like creature chases after him and grabs the man by it's razor sharp talons most likely killing him instantly. Meanwhile Paz leans over the railing and watches the scene unfold and chuckles as his Kruslich flies off towards the forest to feast.

"Well that was fun." He says happily to himself as he begins to make his way off the roof, heading to find another victim.

Izaki's eyes focused on the students around him. His eyes then widened. The students sitting next to him, all four were unawakened Soul Bladers. 'What are the chances of this happening? This makes my job a lot less complicated.' He thought to himself. He smiled at them. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you all." He responded in a quiet voice. He looked at them all. Their powers were still in the infant stage , so he couldn't tell what their individual abilities were. It didn't matter, he would protect and train them nonetheless. However, he knew it was important to keep his identity a secret for the time being, until he knew they could be trusted. For now he decided it best to only approach them with matters concerning the Soul Bladers while in his transformed state. Although he knew he wouldn't have to worry about that for a short while, at least until their powers awakened.

Suddenly the lunch bell rang, and Izaki stood up. "If you;ll excuse me." He said politely to the group. He knew it was safe to leave them be for the time being, as the Vaines weren't unwise enough to attack a heavily crowded area like a school in broad daylight. Izaki took this time to explore the school, and get a feel for his surroundings. As he walked he suddenly stopped as he passed a certain classroom. He looked inside to see most of the students leaving, those with boxed lunches staying at their desks. Then he noticed it, a woman, presumably the teacher, sitting at her desk playing on some handheld gaming device. Izaki knew immediately she was a Vaine. 'They have already infiltrated this school? They work fast, I'll give them that.' His eyes flashed for a moment, as he weighed the consequences of attacking her here. With his power, he could probably attack her from a safe location, away from seeing eyes, yet the commotion would cause an uproar, separating him from the others for a prolonged amount of time. Izaki decided against it, as he looked the woman in the eyes.He knew she could sense him. Holding his hand out, he gave a thumbs down, a common hand gesture for execution. He would find the right time to finish her, eventually.

Zero smiled finally food. He sprung up in a hurry noticing the new kid taking a walk around the school. For the fun of it he decided to follow. He walked around with his hand in his pockets, surely Mr.K would be looking fir him if he skipped so hanging out with that Izaki kid would help. He noticed him Izaki giving a thumbs down to Ms. Bee. Looked like he was threatening her in some way. He took Izaki's arm and smiled at him"You know that teachers pretty weird I would advise you don't start shit with her" he let go of Izaki's arm. "So where are you from White hair, that's rare for Tokyo, well so is mine considering the Gray and Black hair I have". He giggled. He liked being different. "The cafeterias this way if your going to eat, I will soon". He was actually pretty hungry he just wanted to know more about this mysterious new student. Plus his little hand gesture to that weird ass Ms. Bee. 

Jin heard the new student say something, but he was too focused on his book to reply. Soon after this the bell for lunch rang, and as usual he stayed put, allowing everyone else to get out into the hallway before him. He was never one to be comfortable in a crowd, and so he always let the others out into the hall first, then waited for it to calm down before headed to the cafeteria. It wasn't like anyone would be waiting on him anyway, so no hurry.

Once the room was mostly empty Jin stands, gathers up his things, then heads out and down the hall. Walking he passes by the other classrooms on the way but doesn't pay them much mind, at least not until he reaches the site of the new student and Zero standing outside the room belonging to a Ms. Bee, one of, if not the oddest teacher in the school. He wasn't in time to catch the hand signal that Izaki had given, but just the same he offers a small nod to the two of them as he continues on his way, thinking, Huh, maybe he knows here somehow? She is rather new, so maybe she was a teacher at his old high school? If the two of them every spoke, he'd have to ask.

Entering the cafeteria he makes a beeline for his usual spot, a table over in the corner by the window, where he got plenty of light to read by as he ate his lunch. As usual he had a simple meal in a brown paper bag, which he sits before him before taking a seat. From the bag he takes out a bowl, a pair of chopsticks, a thermos, and a small bag of gummies. He'd eaten this same meal nearly every day for lunch since he began going to school. Ramen and gummies.

"Crap, I forgot my drink at home...oh well, I've got some spare change..." Jin says, standing and reaching into his pocket before making his way over to a line of vending machines.

Well I'm glad thats all over with... It had been a rather complicated process, convincing the officers to let Serial go onto the school by herself. But she did it! Unfortunately, that meant she was stuck going to school now. The men in blue were sure to check in with the principal later to see if she actually came. The only bright spot in this situation was that Beelzes worked there; so now she would be able to stay close to a Vaine without having to come up with some wimpy excuse. As far as the other Vaines would know, Serial came to the school to keep an eye on the Soul Bladers.

Serial just didn't know why the Vaines didn't scatter their hunting more. If they just stayed in the Demon World and only came to Earth to hunt, they wouldn't need to worry about the Soul Bladers. There weren't enough of them. If they just did things her way, the Soul Bladers would be either be too spread out of too slow to save the human's souls. But, Serial had to stay close to other Vaines. So now she had to go to school. Apparently, the class she was to be attending had already received a new student today.

Shit. Serial's hand rummaged through her pockets, pulling out her wallet. All it had left in it was a couple of bills. Not too big of a problem; she could always get more money off the people she 'ate'. But for the moment her human body craved human food. Alas, another of her body's faults. And a couple of bills wasn't enough to buy a decent lunch. Inwardly scowling, Serial headed towards the vending machines.

There was already a kid at one of them, and luckily for him it wasn't the vending machine she wanted. She stationed herself at the machine next to him, stuffed a bill in, and punched the button that would get her a Twix candy bar. As she waited for the stupid bag of bolts to cough up the grub, she sensed him. He was one of them. A Soul Blader. Not mature yet, so he wasn't the cause of the horrible weather. But a Soul Blader nonetheless. A threat in the making.

With a thud her candy landed, finally. Slowly, Serial carefully grabbed and unwrapped it, unsure of what to do. Surely her face would look calm and collected to him, so that was a good thing. Did she dare try to make a move, in this crowded place? The answer was no, using the same reasoning as she used with the cops. Serial tried to tell herself that was the reason, but she could sense the other side of her stir slightly. She had to find Beelzes, and couldn't be trifled with a budding Soul Blader at the moment.

Kido was startled out of his studying by the lunch bell ringing. Slapping his book shut, he gathered up his other supplies and headed for his locker. After exchanging his morning books for his afternoon books, he heard the sounds of footsteps approaching him. Sighing, he shut the door before turning to face his wannabe tormentors.
"Come on, guys. You know this will just end the same way it always does."

Jin and Kaoru did not bother replying as they approached him, cracking their knuckles and sneering. Kido quickly checked for security cameras in the hallway, and when he spotted none, he knew he was clear for action. Setting his books down, he got into a front horse stance, which involved the legs being shoulder-width apart, the knees being bent, and the both fists at his sides with his palms turned up. Kido struck out with two punches, his hands spinning 180 degrees for maximum velocity and impact, which had the desired effect of snapping their heads back and drawing blood. With the seconds of opportunity, he followed up with two punches to their windpipes, causing them both to reach for their throats and emit choking sounds. Moving between them, he then struck both of their necks with the knife-edges of his palms, and they slid to the ground like wet sand.

Kido sighed.
"You guys gotta stop doing this to yourselves."
He then picked up his books and began walking to the cafeteria. On his way, he noticed the new kid, Sanada, making a rude gesture to Ms. Bee.
Come on, new kid. Just because she's weird doesn't mean you shouldn't treat her with respect.

Kido then proceeded into the cafeteria. When he was at school, he always went with a water over a soda because he did not want to get a sugar high and because the soda was what he drank at home. When he was at home, he shook it up in the bathroom to get rid of the carbonation and then drank the energy-boosting liquid left behind to help him study into the late night. While he always cleaned up at home, he preferred not to do it and have to clean it up at school. So, water it was. He grabbed it and the school lunch and went to the table.

Sosuke, Yukiko, and a few other junior members of the Karate Team were at the table. This time, they were joined by the Captain of the Team, Shigeru Atobe.
"What's up, Kido?" Atobe asked.
"Well, you guys will never believe this-"
"You're right, I all ready don't," Sosuke said with a snicker, which got him an elbow in the side by Yukiko.
"Go ahead and tell us, Kido," she said.

"Well, I was walking home last night, and I saw this bright glowing object getting closer to me..."
"Was it a UFO?" Sosuke asked, his interest suddenly piqued.
"Or that flying knight?"
"No, it was this strange metal piece with runes on it. I'd never seen anything like it. It just hovered there, and then shot inside me and then disappeared."

"No way!"
"That is way cool!" Yukiko exclaimed.
"Hold on, hold on," Atobe said with an air of authority, "Kido, are you making this up? Because if you are, you should just say so. You don't want to get these two all fired up for no reason."
Sosuke and Yukiko just looked at him, not sure where there excitement was going to go.

"Believe me, guys, I'm not making this up. I almost can't believe it myself."
"That means that flying knight could be real, too!"
"Have you noticed anything different about yourself lately, Kido?"
"No," Kido said with a shake of his head, "there hasn't been anything different. I know when stuff like this happens in the manga that you're supposed to gain superpowers, but I haven't experienced anything like it."

"Well, Kido, if you ever do develop superpowers, that could be just the thing to ensure our team's victory this year."
"Yeah, Kido! Let's make those losers from Matsamune High pay this year!" Sosuke said with excitement.
"Yeah!"
Kido smiled a bit, and began thinking about what kind of superpowers he might develop, if any, as he began eating his meal.

For the seventeenth time that period(fourty-second in the day) Beelzes sighed in exasperation and turned off the game. The only thing keeping her from giving in to temptation and inserting another cartridge into the DS was the trill of the lunch bell. The vaine smiled brightly and offered small bows to each of this period's students as they left. That was the custom around here, right? Yay! Time for a snack! What did my little kruslich bring me today... Bee inhaled deeply as she walked down the halls, catching a whiff of several distinct scents.

The first was the overpowering smugness of the Soul Blader- "Oh!"

Bee looked directly into the eyes of the Soul Blader, catching the full force of his rude little gesture. Unbeknownst to her, a relatively uneducated demon, the symbolism for imminent death went right over her head. Bee instead thought this was some sort of human insult and raised her middle finger to Izaki as he walked away. "Little nub...I hope you mess with me now, i'll kick your ass."

Now slightly irritated, Beelzes made her way to the lunch room. As a member of the A-class teachers, Bee was alotted lunch at fourth period as well as the students. After three sets of hallways(Bee often got confused and lost within the interior of the school, but now today!) Beelzes arrived at the bustling lunch area. Her attention was immediately drawn towards the second strong scent that had met her nostrils earlier. "Cheerios!"

The other Vaine, probably the only that she would ever willingly allow into her territory, had decided to attend school today. Having met the strange little demon a little more than a month ago, Beelzes mistook her name Serial for the word 'Cereal', and taken to calling her Cheerios in reference to her favorite human breakfast. Walking as quickly as this cumbersome little skirt would allow, Beelzes met up with Serial at the vending machine. She caught a whiff of the boy...he smelled faintly of smugness. "Ehh? Cheerios! Not only do you come to school but you meet up with a blader too?"

She did not care that the potential Soul Blader could hear, as the boy knew nothing of their terms. She gave her fellow Vaine a quick hug and gestured up, indicating the roof of the school. "Want some lunch?"

By that, she obviously meant the pair of squirming businessmen her kruslich had rustled up. She could smell their fear...Beelzes could not help but lick her lips in anticipation.

Serial's mental state whipped back to 'normal', much like a rubber-band shooting into proper position after being stretched to the limit. Anybody near her could notice the sudden danger vibe she gave off, and how her eyes turned a shade duller. A wicked grin spread over her face. Ahh... yes. This is what I needed. She was so happy to be back to normal.

"Thank you for the offer, Bee. Unfortunately, I ate earlier this morning." Serial's voice was soft. No doubt Beelzes would find her mood shift hilarious.

"I'm sure your Kruslich would love a snack, though. I can smell his hunger." Serial nodded to Bee. "I'd love to come anyways. I don't have anything too good..." She glanced down at her Twix. "... but it'll be nice to get some air."

It had been awhile since Serial had seen another Vaine, and as a result her mental discipline slackened. Now she could sense things much more clearly. There were other Soul Bladers in the lunch room. Serial's grin faded. The Vaine turned and gestured to the eating kids.

"Bee. How can you stand being next to so much food on an empty stomach? Poor thing, it must be killing you." Serial started heading up to the direction of the roof.

Like most subtleties, the transition between Serial's mental states was lost on Beelzes. Indeed, she was pouting at how little the seemingly younger vaine could eat so little. Even upon meeting Serial for the first time(and almost attacking her in full force in the process before realizing that she was no threat) Bee had sensed a relatively low amount of shredded spiritual energy about her; i.e., Serial did not eat as voraciously as most vaines. As the incognito teacher began walking towards the hallway that would take them to the stairs to the roof, Beelzes poked the side of Serial's head. "I don't get the question. Does a chef get hungry in the kitchen? Wait...yeah, he probably does. Well, I do too! But I eat regularly, unlike some people."

After a few minutes of walking they had arrived at the corridor to the roof. Before Bee could even reach for the handle, the door was opened from the outside. Standing just outside of the door, was...nothing. Nothing that is, unless you were spiritually aware of course. To Bee and Serial, a shadowy creature standing a full three feet taller than each of them stared down through the eyes of a porcelain mask. Shezz'er sketched a quick bow and led the two ladies around the back of the outside corridor where nobody but janitors went for supplies. There, a pair of suited, middle-aged men(slightly beaten and eyes rolling with terror at having been dragged through the shadow-realm by an unseen force) awaited Bee's dining pleasure.

"Yay! Avarice-flavored! Good work Shezzy." Beelzes patted her minon on his armored chest and pointed towards the larger of the assorted men. "Cheerios isn't hungry today, so you can have that one."

Shezz'er emitted a low clicking sound, his approximation of thanks, and moved in front of his prey. Bending over, the kruslich grasped the businessman's head and disappeared in a warp of darkness, retreating to another realm of existence to feast. Bee sighed and waved her hand in a theatrical manner. "Always the showoff... if I could move between realities, I might want to be a little flashy too." Bee quickly kneeled in front of the now thrashing remaining prisoner and opened her mouth slightly. In the next instant the man was nothing but dust and clothing, while a faint wisp of light flowed through Bee's lips. The vaine shivered and smirked at Serial. "So! How's your day been-"

Suddenly her phone buzzed. A message from Shezz'er already? Retrieving the iPhone from her breast pocket, Beelzes tapped it on and unlocked it to find... "What the fuck?!"

She cast a quick glance at Serial, squinted her eyes and shoved the phone in the other vaine's face. On it was a recorded video taken from another cell-phone(Shezz'er was given one out of the sheer convenience) of what appeared to be a suicide attempt. Thanks to their spiritually attuned vision however, both Serial and Beelzes would clearly be able to see the kruslich following the jumper down and tearing into him midair. Bee nearly exploded. "Did you see that?! Another god damn vaine so close to my territory? This guy has some balls on 'em to try that shit...grah!"

Beelzes was already muttering to herself the many ways she would rip apart and mutilate her 'fellow' demon.

Like always lunch was boring. Angel had spent her lunch in her desk eating her usual lunch. Pb&J sandwiches, chocolate chip cookie, crackers and soda. It was nothing out of the ordinary. Though she still couldn't get it out of her head of the incident that happened last night. She was home, she had fallen asleep really early that day for the reason that there was nothing to do. Suddenly she was woken up by a shining light. She thought it was morning already, but to her surprise it was a small object in the air. It looked like a cylinder/ crystal of some sort. Apart from that it had weird rune designs on them.

It took her a moment to realize that maybe she was in danger so when she got up she headed to the door. It all happened so fast when the cylinder went inside her from the back knocking her down, making her fall on her face. She quickly ran to the restroom to check her back and her chest but everything seemed to be normal.

Even now that she was eating she was grabbing her chest. "Maybe I was just hallucinating or something. Not paying attention she started playing with her pen. Throwing it up and down into the air. Though it was what happened next that freaked her out a bit. When she threw the pen again it stopped in mid air. Looking at it for two seconds like that frozen in place she jumped out of her seat. When she did the pen fell back on the desk. She looked around to make sure no one had seen her.

"Whats her problem" she heard some whispers coming from a group of girls.

She sat back down thinking of what had just happened.

Izaki looked at the student who grabbed his arm. It was his fellow classmate Zero, one of the unawakened Soul Bladers. Izaki paused, thinking that his hand gesture must have seemed a bit odd. Things like this were natural to him, due to his upbringing. He was really not used to attending school like a normal student. Izaki watched as the teacher left the classroom, followed by her flipping him off. 'Wait,did she just....Oh she's going to pay for that later.' He thought to himself. He gave out a small sigh as he tried to recompose himself. He smiled to his classmate as he led him to the cafeteria. He noticed that Zero called him white hair. The comment puzzled him. He had always had this hair color, so he just seemed natural to him. He thought it best to answer his questions with normal answers.

"My name is Izaki Sanada, not white hair. I always had this hair color, so there's nothing special about it." He said. "Anyways, I'm from....up north. It's a really small town, you would have never heard of it." Izaki looked at the food that was being served in the cafeteria. He had never eaten such simple food, as he was always served lavish meals after he completed his missions. He smirked as he grabbed a tray and sat down at an empty table.

Zero followed Izaki"Well I know that Izaki, it's just rare here, it might be usual up north" Zero smiled as he at his food happily. He was very hungry like usual. After he finished his plate(within 2 minutes of course) he moved it to the side."So how far up north do you come from". He chuckled to himself. Stupid question. But funny."Oh and why did the teacher flick you off" he laughed at loud. Just then some kid bump into him."Oh my bad, loser". The kid and his friends laughed. Zero wouldn't take that. "Hey don't start shit man you want so-" Zero was cut of at his tray flipping up in the air and smacking one of the kids in the face. The gang picked him up and walked of very afraid. He hadn't done anything had he? Izaki hadn't touched the plate. How could it just defy gravity and fly up?

He sat back down continuing to question himself. He looked at the plate it was surrounded by a red light almost but no one else noticed. It faded instantly. Zero picked the plate and sat back down. "Did you see that Izaki"?

Serial blinked a few times at the phone in front of her. Perhapes Beelzes was overreacting? No... Vaines could visit each other, and often did so, but usually outside of each other's hunting ground. Serial was often (not all the time) excused from the silent rule for multiple reasons. First, she didn't eat much. Maybe about one or two souls a week? Next, her Kruslich followed her example. He would usually go out of town to hunt (another reason why she doesn't eat often, actually). This was a result of Serial not having her own 'territory' (the closest thing she had to one was her apartment). Also, Serial didn't harass or kill people randomly. As in, she didn't frighten the fishies. And lastly (as far as she knew), some of the Vaines thought her war with water quite entertaining. Ha ha. Yes, very funny when you have massive black spots in her memory. It must look a 'hole' lot like swiss cheese by now.

Serial stepped closer to Beelzes. "Hey there Bee... ya, Pazuzu will do that kind of thing. But he does that to everybody. To bug them. Your only making him win if he sees your reaction... Anyways, we need him for the fight against the Soul Bladers. I mean, if we do. They don't seem to be very active do they?"

While Serial was saying this she was slowly backing up. Rain. She smelled rain coming. "Uh, erm, I think it's gonna rain soon, so I'll just go inside now...." Once she got through the door she practically sprinted through the corridors; making a beeline for the lunchroom. Luckily, there was a good-sized portion of lunch left, as Serial had been on the roof for only about ten minutes.

Kido bid farewell to his friends from lunch and finished up the classes for the day. He went to his locker and grabbed all of the books he would need for studying. He exited the school and began the walk home. As he walked home, however, Kido noticed some lightning crackling in the sky. It was just heat lightning, but he found himself unusually fascinated by it. It was as if he could not turn away. All of a sudden, he seemed to snap out of it, and continued his walk home.

Jin had to admit, it had been a rather unusual day at school. He had tried to ignore most of it, as it didn't really seem all that odd to him really, but he figured in general something odd had happened. He'd just had a weird feeling all day, especially when the new student had been around him. But now he had his things and was making his way outside. He lived a bit further away than some of the other students, and so rather than walk he rode a bicycle to school. He enjoyed riding the bike, in the morning at least, when there weren't as many people.

Backpack secured, Jin gets on his bike and heads down the street, passing by his fellow classmates as he goes, offering them a small wave if they'd spoken to him that day. When he gets a little further away from the crowds he picks up speed, then slides off the main path and onto some back alley roads, where he gets going even faster...at least until there is a sudden flash above him, lighting, and he crashes his bike into a lamppost.

Lying on his back he looks up at the sky for a moment, just staring at the lighting, shaking his head and wishing he'd worn a helmet after all. Although he had never and would never wear one. But lying there, knowing the front wheel of his bike was ruined, feeling all the bumps and bruises caused by the collision, it annoyed him none the less that his mother had been right about needing a helmet and pads. I'll just lie here for a bit then...no need to hurry off anyway, He thinks to himself, crossing his arms behind his head. Had there been anyone around he would have hopped up, said he was okay, then started to walk his bike home, but being alone he just wanted to lie there a bit longer and watch the heat lighting.

Kido heard the sound of a crashing bike behind him. He turned around and noticed that it was Jin, one of his classmates from school. He was a bit hesitant to approach, due to his shy nature. But, if he was hurt, he might need some help. Kido walked up to him.
"Hey, are all right?"

"Hmm? Oh, hey there...Kido, right?" Jin says with a laugh, blushing slightly at being found lying in the street like this, "Yeah, i think I'm okay, just a little banged up is all." As if to prove this he sits up, and finally gets a look at his bike. "Damn, I think it's ruined...oh well."

Slowly he gets to his feet and pulls his bike up beside himself with a sigh. The bike wasn't new or anything, but he didn't have another, and he didn't want to have to ask his dad to get a new wheel for it. Maybe he'd just leave it home and not say anything? Oh, but then what would his dad say when he found it. Shaking the thoughts from his head he looks back up at the sky, still expecting it to start raining any minute.

"You on your way home too?" Jin asks, looking back at his classmate, "I'm headed this way too. We can walk together for a while if you like."