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The walk to school from the dorm was not a particularly long one. It was more or less a hop, skip, and a jump across a cobblestone pathway from Fuuka's home to actually get there, not that she would partake in such foolish actions. The school in Sector 5 was rather luxurious in comparison to what the lower sectors likely had. In fact, it had multiple buildings littered across it's campus, though most were only for sponsored Advents that received special training. In contrast, the tailed girl made her educational home in the main building - the biggest square one made out of both red and white bricks. This was where the regular students came to learn everything from English to math to the ability to actually control your powers appropriately. For a time, several months ago, she had been subjected to extensive time in the latter course, honing control. Even now she wasn't perfect, but she was much better than she had been.

"Hey! Taily! What the hell do you think you're doing!?" The familiar voice from earlier called behind her in the foyer of the school - complete with a fountain in the center, lines with lockers for all the students. Cocking her head around a bit just in time to feel a hand pull violently on her tail, which in turn made her yelp, the girl's lizard eyes set upon Samantha once again, who looked more than a little pissed off. Maybe she didn't get over it after all? "I asked for my money! You don't have the authority to just put it off!"

"Don't have any." Fuuka replied coldly, still looking back with a blank stare. In truth though, her heart was beating faster. She loathed it when other people touched her tail, particularly when it was with ill-intent. It was kind of like someone pulling on your hair, but way worse. "Can I go to class n-OW!" She was given her answer as the larger girl - not round large, but she was much taller and had a much more generous bust - pulled on her tail and began dragging her out of the foyer back to the outside. Naturally, the black haired teen struggled, but due to the length of her tail she could not reach in order to free herself. She was at the mercy of the woman dragging her along, and the other students just laughed as they watched the sight of the deformed girl trying to break free. Nobody helped. Obviously not. Nobody ever cared.

Eventually, they stopped outside, in a small alcove between two of the buildings on campus. It was dark, and Fuuka was backed against the wall. "I'll ask you again, nicely. Can I please have the money, Fuuka?" Samantha let go of her tail, allowing her to spin around and look at her eye to eye. A minute passed, no response. Another minute. No response. As if out of nowhere, something flew from Samantha suddenly and pierced her right arm, pinning her to the wall. "Very well, I'll just be taking it." Fuuka's heart raced, looking over at her right arm. From what she could see, there was nothing there! Her heart was racing more now, and with one burst of strength she freed her arm, a lone strand of red hair falling to the ground as she did so. "Fuuka, you don't know of my power, do you? I can use my hair as a weapon." She flipped her red locks, a few strands coming loose and suddenly straightening, shooting at the lizard girl again. She could barely see them in the darkness, and was this time struck in the leg. "So... just give me the money!"

The girl stood there in thought for a moment, before pulling her leg free of the hairs. They stung. A lot. Her breathing became heavier as she felt something welling up inside her. Luckily she had an advantage here, since Samantha wasn't aware of her power either. As she breathed, she felt the hallucinogen escape her lips, and it was only a matter of seconds before Samantha looked confused. "Wait!? Where'd you go!?" Fuuka looked for her line of a escape. If she was quiet, she could sneak to her attackers left and make a run for it! She began creeping that way, Samantha apparently shooting stray hairs at the girl's previous location in an attempt to hit her. She got to the woman's side, but suddenly she keeled over as her mind was overtaken by a headache of an intensity she had never fathomed before. Her attacker followed suite, falling over, clenching her head much like Fuuka, both girls screaming as tears streamed from their eyes due to the pain. Eventually, Fuuka blacked out.

Similar incidents had occurred all over the city at the exact same time, with the patients being transferred to a super high-tech hospital in Sector 6. When Fuuka's eyes finally reopened, she found herself looking up at a white ceiling. She was dressed in a simple hospital gown, with bloodied bandages wrapped around her head. Struggling to move her head, she found she was in a room with others dressed up the same way. Just what the hell had happened?