Sen Jumin's Story

"What?!" Sen exclaimed, surprised that someone of his class wouldn't be the leader of the council. "He's going to be the leader??"
Oh the words of an annoyed, ignorant royal demon. It was just like music to the ears of Imdius, granting him a deep smile of both mischief and satisfaction, it really will be a great time this year. There's just so many ways in making Sen's school life a misery, at least it will give him a good reality check.
"Now now, kid, you weren't chosen simply because you were an ignorant little shit. If I was some employer and you were trying to work for me, not only would I turn you down. I'd also-" Imdius' educational words were quickly interrupted by the sudden 'explosion' of freezing temperatures. The frosted air pushing hard against his face, inducing some kind of flashback, back to the battle of stalingrad. It was such a nice scene, death, destruction, suffering. Imdius gained a good portion of his power from that scene, never making him regret 'permanently' moving to the human world...

... And then Imdius returned to reality, the SFX, "Good times~" hung above his head. His face made it obvious that he had zoned out for most of the scene, smiling happily before dropping back to realization. Glass dotted around everywhere, the harpy was sitting on the floor with a bleeding wing, Beau somehow turned up, Sen disappeared and Gem seemed a bit pale. "Now then!" Imdius clapped his hands together, dismissing the surroundings and past actions he had missed as he decided to continue his job. "The three student council members, you guys, will be staying to meet the headmaster.. He explained before turning to Beau,
"Mister Gem, Mister Xue and Miss Brienne have successfully made it to the council. They were just gonna meet the headmaster." He explained, his faced seemed a bit disgusted towards Beau. "Actually, why are YOU here?" He clicked his fingers three times while waving his arm in a zig-zag line down his body, his other hand held firmly on his hip as the sassy swag came back to the surface of this red demon. Of course, he didn't even notice Rook, still present in the room.

She looks around at the other students noting mostly minor injuries. A wounded shoulder on Brienne, the ghoul Gem who healed through some form of transformation. The hunger in his eyes was somewhat... familiar. This must be what sets her hair on ends, yet another creature pulled between two different natures. She takes a mental note to monitor this one especially. Aside from this, the air is ripe with feelings of dejection from some of those that didn't make it into the council, it was almost intoxicating. This was especially true of Sen who was particularly disgruntled. She crosses her arms as if she were feeling a chill, efforts to stave off her nature. Then she heard Imdius speaking her.

"Oh I see! Well then, congratulations are in order!" Bella responds turning to the three given them a warm smile. She then notice of the wound in Brienne's shoulder and gasps. Almost cartoonishly, her eyes widen with shock and places her hand over her mouth. "Oh dear, Miss Brienne, child, you should have that looked after! We needn't such things become infected.

She then feels a sense of resentment towards her presence by her fellow teacher who questioned the purpose of her presence. She places a hand on her hip and looks back, swaying her tail to and fro in a sassy manner. She turns slowly and rubs her chin, feigning ignorance. She feels a bit of mischief brewing inside of her, and this was a chance to have at least some fun.

"Why, little ol' me is ever so not certain, mister Imdius." She speaks sarcastically with an overly heavy faux Southern belle accent. "Honestly, waiting for several days... er... I mean hours is quite boring and... well, can't let you hog all the excitement. She gives a wide knowing grin and plays with a lock of hair.

And besides, some of us are trying to keep the student body from tearing itself apart."

Kaen Phokus

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The fight unfortunately did not last as long as Kaen had hoped. Technically by his own rules, Shame won the bout with a single strike to Randal's back. A potentially paralyzing hit if the spine was severed, and she did not use magic to attack only to move so she had not broken the rules. However the fact that she was not in full control of her magic troubled him, and showed just how much she needed more training.

Randal however had just broken Kaen's rules, as he was about to attack with a powerful magic strike and Kaen was not having it in his classroom. His movements were enhanced with a quick spell as he appeared next to the two sparring students and moved his hands faster than they could possibly react to. In his open palms was piece of sticky note each with a seal drawn on them. These he slapped across the cheeks of both students and sent them flying into the far wall with great effect. The enchantment of the ring would follow them long enough that neither would have lasting wounds but they might ache for awhile afterwards.

"What the hell do you think your doing? Both of you, see me at my magic dueling class tonight 2nd Period. For the record Shame won that fight. Now, all of you get out of my classroom!" He bellowed the last part at the entire class and from the look on his face it was obvious that "no" was not an acceptable answer. As soon as he finished the bell for the end of the period rang and so began passing period.

Kaen Phokus (Edited)

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Now that Kaen was finished with his first class he had a mission to complete. He quickly left the classroom and followed the most mischievous energy in the school. By doing so he soon found Imdius and a group of students outside the headmasters office.

He went right up to the demon teacher and peeked over his shoulder, trying to see what was his source of amusement today. It seemed a group of kids was his current focus, and he even recognized one of them... Gem was his name if Kaen remembered right. That was when Kaen suddenly started laughing off to the side and gives Imdius a little room. "Aww man, you get to chaperon the Student Council? Never pegged you as a part of the system, Imdius. Do you actually care for our beloved students? No, I bet this was Monstrum's idea." His sarcastic banter was all part of the relationship between the two teachers; they had known each other for decades and for Kaen it was a form of rivalry between them.

He didn't know or care if Imdius shared this outlook, Kaen would use it as an excuse to do some stupid things once in awhile and it was always fun for the demon as long as something got chaotic. It was about then that Kaen got his first look at a few of the students and leaned around the demon to look at them. He spotted one in particular that caught his eye. "So the royal brat of the pit comes to Monstrum, unless i'm hallucinating and that isn't the prince of demons over there. You really got your work laid out for you, don't you Imdius?"

Rook smiled at the teachers invitation to his sparring matches, feeling more included already at the school that he had sentenced himself to. He didnt really know how he was going to tell the man who was actually paying attention to him and being kind that he didnt fight. It wasnt that he couldnt or didnt like it, although he didnt enjoy even friendly sparring matches, its just that he couldnt fight what so ever. When he did, things got dangerous incredibly quick and he cant control anything at all, a beast would wake inside him and people would get hurt. Maybe he could watch though, support from the sidelines or something along the lines of that and it would be a way he could make friends or something. He was going to tell the teacher as much but he was already leaving to wherever it was he was going. He watched as he left before turning to see the events of the room. It seemed a bit chaotic but this is probably how the school always is. The chaos is probably added to a bit for every year since there a new people and things with a different mindset and behaviors. But at least it seems that his decision to come here was a good one so far.

When everything settled a bit he made his exit, smiling and giving a quiet wave as he left the others to their business with the Headmaster. He went around wandering the halls since there seemed to be a free period now, he wasnt sure because he hadnt checked the schedule for himself at all. Oh well, first days were meant to break rules and to figure things out anyways and he didnt mind not doing as he should every once in a while. A little while later he came across a familiar face and went to him, in the quiet fashion he had honed after centuries of hiding among the nothingness of the mountains. "If I remember correctly werent you going to find your dorm? I can help you if you would like since I was just over there before the interesting little meet up back there."

Shame gave a light chuckle. "Sorry, it's a bad habit for me." She apologized about the whistle. Divination? She was lost at first, but then recognition hit like a stone. "Ah, yes. Divination is my next class and it looks like we both need help getting there. Heh..." Her hetero chromatic red-blue eyes traveled over to the demon boy, returning her eyes back to Thomas as he look over. "Names Shame..." She smiled kindly, holding out her hand. She was hoping to make at least one friend. And Thomas seems like a good guy.

"Well," Brienne began to answer the sharp-toothed boy's statement, "Getting shrapnel to the shoulder isn't the worst I've ever been hurt. Getting mad about it won't make me un-stabbed either." She had to admit that the throb in her head hadn't lessened, however. "Cooler heads prevail, and all that." Shuffling the rest of the way into Monstrum's office alongside Gem, she attentively paid attention to the headmaster's words. A job? Of all the things she expected, an actual job wasn't it.

Distracted by the thoughts of how best to allocate her resources, the harpy snapped back to reality when Monstrum started trying to balance a folder on her head. What? It slipped off of her hair repeatedly. Then he started adding bird seed to the issue. One bag. Two bags. More. Standing perfectly still, she waited until the obviously crazy man finished balancing the documents on her head.

At least the news of a free period put her a little less on edge. A nap would do her a world of good. With a gentle parting wave (to carefully avoid knocking the precariously balanced and weighted folder off of her head) Brienne scooched out of the room. After the door closed, she held her wings out in front of her like a basket, then tilted her head forward to dump the contents off. Mercifully, none of the papers slid out of the folder. Awkwardly shuffling the folder underneath one of her wings, the harpy negotiated the bird seed into one of her taloned feet. In a display of mind-boggling dexterity, she shifted the folder from one wing to the other, opened her shoulder-slung knapsack, stuffed it inside, then bent her foot back up to scoop up the bird seed and drop it on top of the mess. "I'll drop this stuff off in the council room." Well, after her nap, that was.

Rolling her shoulders back, she shot a strange, winged salute to Gem. Hopping a bit further through the room, she noticed a map... on the wall across from Monstrum's office. It seemed an odd part of the room to place a campus map on, but at this point she didn't care. Cocking her head to the side, much like a curious falcon, she pin-pointed both her location and the location of the dormitory building. Carefully studying the floor-plan of the building, she committed it to memory after half a minute. Walking out into the hallway, she took to wing again, flapping her bloodied and clean wing a few times before doing something she rarely did - used her magic.

Though by itself, the magic wasn't particularly strong or useful, when paired with the harpy's wingbeats, it shot her forward at a speed she couldn't hope to reach normally. She almost felt bad for anyone who might be too close, as the wind-wave from her passage would no doubt muss hair, ruffle feathers, fluff fur, and send papers flying. Practically zooming through the straight halls, then using her wind to bank her turns without losing too much speed, the harpy made her way past rooms and a few confused students.

Along the way, she spotted a vaguely familiar, horned shape. And that boy from the council meeting earlier. As she flew by like a leaf in a storm, she called, "Hi, Sen! Hi, other person!" Whether or not they heard was up for debate, but the flow of her passing was unmistakable. Through her blurred vision, she also spotted the cat-eared boy she'd seen before she skipped sparring class, and some other girl. She would have waved to them as well, but Brienne didn't want to tumble out of the air.

A handful of turns later, she burst out into the main entrance, then out of the school building. Gaining height in a twisting spiral of wind, wings, and flying hair, the harpy took a moment to luxuriate in simply being outside and unconstrained. Pinpointing the dormitory building, she glided down most of the way, then flew just above the ground for the last few yards. Pushing the doors open, she wandered around for a bit before finding her room - 205. Luckily, the door was unlocked. Pulling open the round-handled door proved much harder than the entry doors, but after a few tries she managed it.

Walking in, she noticed someone asleep on the other bed in the room. Shrugging, she plopped her knapsack on the small desk as quietly as possible. Fishing through it for a pencil and some paper, she quickly scribbled out two notes. The handwriting was a bit bad, since she had to write with her foot, but it was definitely legible. Struggling to get the door open again, she moved back into the hall and slipped one under each of the doors to either side of her own room. As soon as she finished, the harpy promptly returned to her own room and plopped onto her bed for a nap.

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Hi, neighbor!
My name is Brienne, from room 205. Come say hi if you want, I'm pretty friendly!

"You may as well go ahead and put me on the committee to organize that dance as well." Gem sighed, slightly annoyed by the careless attitudes every teacher seemed to have in this place. He left the office and set to finding his way to this meeting room he'd spoke of. Chances where he'd be the only one taking this job seriously. He was going to make it work. First thing to address was the meeting room.

He found it without too much of an issue and walked right in. Sadly it looked to be a little outdated. It consisted of a large oval table and a set of chairs half of which needed replacing as well as a dirty chalk board with a penis badly drawn in the corner in sharpie. Gem grimaced and attempted to rub it off with his sleeve. "Of course it wouldn't come off." he muttered.

"Well this has got to change for one."

Gem took a seat at the head of the table. The office chair wobbled precariously on it's loose wheels but Gem managed to sit confidently on it. He rifled through his satchel and felt cold metal suddenly reminded that he'd tucked a gun away in there. He took it out and examined it quietly. "I was going to give this to the headmaster."

He smiled quietly and gripped the gun securely with both hands, his grip seeming familiar and comfortable. He imagined someone else there a figure with a shifting complexion. All the teacher's he'd had, his parents, Imidius and the other teachers, Sen and even the headmaster. "I ought to make some cursed bullets for this. Make some kind of use for this." Aiming his gun at the chalk board he imagined himself in uniform patrolling the corridors with the gun on his belt. "How does the Monstrum Police sound?" He muttered to himself. With that he stood and made his way to the computer lab dropping the gun back into his satchel as he went.


Tom took her hand hesitantly and shook it. "Tom." He replied a little bewildered by it all. He had to remind himself not to sniff her hand first.

"I'm not a neko by the way. Everyone mistakes me for one ever since I got this body. I'm no cute little 'nyan nyan' japanese cliche using cat puns in every sentence. I'm a cat god. Dogs will worship the ground any human walks on but cats. Cats only worship me." He smiled as if it was meant to impress her in some way. Not that being a god of cats was something to boast about. After all most cats sleep 90% of their day away. In a way he was a god of laziness. "What about you?"

He turned to walk with her down the hall. He figured if he walked in one direction eventually they'd come across a map or a teacher that would point them in the right direction. If not he'd find a spot to nap and blame his absence on a stomach ache or something. For the moment Tom seemed utterly oblivious to Sen, offering only a glance in his direction, crinkling his nose at the distinct scent of hellfire clinging to his clothes like a smoker's perfume. For the moment Tom was determined to fly under the radar of creatures like demons and dragons which generally speaking traditionally had more nefarious and powerful powers than he did. Even more so now he had the majority of his powers locked within his meat suit. A demon prince seemed like more trouble than was necessary.

Shame gave a slightly nervous chuckle, falling in step with Thomas. "Well... If you didn't see the fight. I'm part demon. And wolf... Not many people see me in my wolf form, mainly in schools. She crossed her arms over her chest with a sigh, her red eye peaking from her bangs that hung over her eye. "So cats worship you huh? That actually has to be kinda cool..." She smirked, looking over at him and looked over to the other two. Her eyes locked on the prince demon and, her senses sharper as something shifted inside her. She shuddered, the hair on the nape of her neck standing.

Gohan backed his way in through a side door both bulky arms occupied carrying a large wooden crate with holes in the sides the size of quarters. He was a huge beast and had to duck to slip his head inside before turning to face down the hall. The box he held was tall and his chin rested on the top of it keeping it steady as the thing inside moved restlessly, causing it to shake.

"Out of the way, please!" He shouted, his gruff voice booming as he clumbsily eased his way past Thomas. Thomas took several steps back, guiding Shame away as well on his side of the hallway subconsciously tugging her by the sleeve, not really thinking on the gesture. Gohan made to move past the others in the hall. "Oi! You too, kid, step aside!" He demanded towards Sen who happened to be directly in his way. His small wire rimmed glasses slid awkwardly down his snout causing the minotaur to pause and wriggle his nose trying to push them back. Every movement he made seemed to be....awkward. It put an image to the phrase 'bull in a china shop' and he constantly knocked his elbows and tail into things as he passed them. The clothes he wore, a simple dress shirt and a tie along with short slacks that only went to his knees do his odd bovine hooves all seemed messy and rather informal for a teacher's attire. He fumbled with a particular door not far around a corner before he turned to call back to them. "O-oi, one a' you give me a hand here."

Thomas looked on warily and with great curiosity. He'd never seen a minotaur before, he'd always assumed they'd look more frightening than the beast before him. Gohan by comparison....looked kind of like a bumbling oaf.

Gohan merely chuckled at Sen's insolent remarks. "Maybe so boy, perhaps I'll ask for your help again in the future. For a demon you seem quite willing to be of help." He gave Sen a jovial smile and went on to put the box on the teacher's desk in the front of the classroom. The beast inside hissed angrily at the sudden vibrations and what looked like the tongue of a snake flicked out of one of the holes in the side.

Tom had not expected Sen to go up to him. The motion made his eyes widen slightly and he looked around to see who he was walking towards. When he turned back Sen was leaning close to him. The scent of demon was thrust into his face causing him to wince. His ears flipped back against his scull almost. He trembled despite his shame for doing so, he knew Sen was fucking with him but a cat will always be a cat. Sen made it clear his intention to speak to him, the fact that he couldn't hide from him, probably knowing full well that was what had gone though his head at the sudden gestures. Thomas gaped like a fish and gave an unintelligible response before everything went black.

Thomas had not passed out. His view had been obscured by his own clothing as his form faltered, popping into the shape of a cat almost as if he'd always been the cat and the human form had been an illusion. The pile of clothing writhed and his small black head popped out of a sleeve. His eyes looked furious, annoyed, and the agitated twitch of his tail mirrored his embarrassment. 'In front of everyone too!' He struggled out of the sleeve, trailing his shirt across the floor a ways before slipping free and scampering down the hallway. 'How embarrassing! Shame probably thinks I'm an idiot thanks to that jerk!' He mewled angrily as he passed through Sen's retreating legs, hoping to cause him to trip. He slipped into the library and hid with ease among the jungle of bookshelves. He'd go back to normal eventually he just had to calm himself. He wasn't sure it was the best idea though since he'd be naked. Thomas hid between books, his little kitten's body trembling with Adrenalin, tail flicking back and forth with unease. He'd just have to wait until the hallway cleared out and sneak his clothes back.....somehow...

Gem peered over his glasses only emphasizing Sen's own point. His soft lavender gaze took the demon in with little interest as the light from the computer screen reflected in his glasses. Gem pushed his glasses up and smirked, continuing with his plan. "Teacher's pet? Hardly. Unlike you I'm going to actually do something to take control of this place." He glanced up at Sen and a dark smile graced his deceptively innocent looking complexion. Gem was a siren, it wasn't hard to see that he'd play whatever song necessary to get the people to dance his way. Including Sen if necessary. He leaned back and let Sen observe his work. "To rule, you need an army don't you?"

He had a poster, or rather the layout for one. It looked like a club recruitment, or rather a recruitment to Monstrum's Campus Police. The color schemes vaguely brought to mind the Nazis with all the reds and blacks and Gem's image plastered across the front. "I'll need a General for my army though..." His eyes glimmered as he glanced at Sen, wondering if he'd take the bait for second in command. He'd get some power sure but he'd be taking orders from him, the guy he lost against.

Shame was caught off guard when the Minotaur drove through their path, Thomas pulling her by her sleeve. She felt sudden heat rise to her cheeks for some odd reason, her hair falling in her face. When she didn't feel Thomas' hold any longer, she felt somewhat empty, looking for him around her. That was when she suddenly looked at her feet. She saw a small cat scramble across the floor with clothes in the spot where he left.

The girl blinked and looked back at the clothes. It smelled like Thomas. The little wolf in her mind growled, the black floor under her wolf figure showed emptiness. No reflection. She cursed at the wolf figure of herself in the back of her mind and picked up his clothes, catching his scent and shifted, holding the cat's clothes in her jaws as she dashed to the cat, following the scent. She figured he might need clothes. She ran right through Sen's feet, her body low to the ground as her feet dashing before her.

Gem let a smile crawl across his face despite the crawl of discomfort that spread by way of uncomfortable tingles across his back and where Sen's breath brushed against him. He hated him being that close, there was no doubt about it. Gem was a control freak and he didn't give Sen permission to waft his demon scent all over him like that. It was odd. Gem couldn't definitively say that the scent itself was unpleasant this close. It was distinct. There are those out there that loved the scent of certain woods burning, it was close to that but hellfire burned in more than one way. The scent of a burning soul was something else entirely. Gem fought the desire to turn and throttle him and kept his relaxed pose, a master at physical deception. His heart however thudded rebelliously coupled with a very familiar hunger.

"Yes, we wait, and recruit where we must. There are hundreds of teenage monsters out there who are pent up and just want the chance to beat someone down. What better way than to give them the authority to do so. I'll have to dress it up pretty for the teachers and headmaster though so they accept the idea. I'm sure I can get Imdius to sign off on it. He'd be giddy over the idea and no doubt he'll find it cute that you're actually taking the initiative."

Gem grinned his cutest, most innocent smile and looked over to Sen. A blush even spread across his cheeks in an overtly, almost nauseatingly human fashion. He was so close! He brought a hand up and ruffled Sen's hair cutely paying no mind to the various horns sticking out from it. Gem couldn't help but think that it reminded him of petting a young sheep. "Its a good thing you don't have curly hair, Sen. You'd never escape the teasing."

Suddenly a thought spilled from his lips, unbidden. "What would you do if I started to eat you right now?"

It had to have been, at least slightly unnerving. With Gem's hands entwined with his long black hair gently gripping at a horn, smiling his cute, slightly dopey innocent smile. At that point Gem turned in his seat, his knees drawn up so that at any moment he could have leapt up and tackled Sen to the ground his teeth at his throat in moments. Gem let go of Sen's horn and placed a hand on the side of his face, still with that smile on his face. He leaned forward until he was as close as Sen had been moments ago, his breath against his ear. "All you've done so far is underestimate me, demon prince. Keep at it and I may just loose interest and kill you. Don't make it so easy by being so comfortable around me."

Gem then...licked his face. He just wanted to see what he tasted like. Just a small, sudden lick like one you'd do to a siblings hand if they were trying to keep you silent for some reason. Right on the cheek. Gem chuckled and sat normally in his chair. "I hope your insides taste better than your outsides. It'd be a waste of good flesh, honestly."

It was barely a compliment but he lent it to him. The face of the devil is a pleasing one, one to lure the hearts and minds of sinners from all walks of life. He had his father's looks one supposed. So what? Sen was attractive he'd let him have that at least. It would be a waste if he tasted like ash all the way through though. He wondered vaguely if Sen would have the brains to see through his threatening facade. Gem doubted it greatly.





Meanwhile, Thomas had taken to grooming himself on a couch in the library. It was empty and he was pretty sure no one saw him slink in there. He let down his guard for the moment and sat curled up combing through his soft black fur with diligent swipes of his tiny barbed tongue. He really did look like some average stray. A well groomed and fed stray with all parts intact. He picked bits of dirt from under his claws using his teeth before hopping down and taking a quiet tour through the aisles. The hall would clear soon he hoped. He could slink back out, transform back and slip into the nearest bathroom. It would be smooth and flawless. 'Stupid Sen.' he thought frustratedly. He'd figure out a way to pay him back for all that.