TFF Academy - Story Thread

[Eternity-Incarnate]

Eterna had taken to hiding behind an upturned desk as the rest of the group scrambled to take care of the invading army of ninjas. Haruhi and her nailed bat alone seemed more than enough to tackle the lot, thus Eterna decided to spare her boken a few notches and scratches.

"Our piece de resistance, the WWII Churchill tank!" Roared the proud colonel behind her as the sound of whirring gears and rolling of heavy tracks joined the sound of general chaos outside.

"Piece of what?!" She heard AMM cry as he leapt behind a desk at the opposite side of the room.

Zeni, on the other hand, had chosen her upturned desk as his place of refuge.

"Hmm...nice way to start the term, isn't it, Zeni-chan?" Eterna smiled. "I don't think I've introduced myself properly. Well, you know, with all the hockey, uber-secret organizations, and all that, we barely had time." She chuckled. "Anyway, I'm Eterna. I know you're Zeni."

"Oh, all right then." Zeni nodded dispassionately as a bomb exploded in the room behind them.

"Hey! Guys! Money isn't everything y'know!" AMM shouted from behind his cover as yet another flaming computer flew through the air.

"Ne, Zeni-chan..." Eterna began.

"Why are you calling me Zeni-chan anyway?" Zeni asked, irritated.

"Well, that's what I want to get at, actually." Eterna said, with a knowing grin.

Zeni sweatdropped. Wherever this was going, he knew it wasn't something in his favour.

"Anou....All students, please remember that this is just a friendly match to help everyone get to know each other, it being the beginning of the year and all. Everyone? Awawawawawa....Narusegawa-sempai, nobody's listening!" the timid-sounding voice sounded again over the PA.

"This is your idea of a friendly get-together?!" AMM shrieked as a missile lazily meandered through the window and exploded in the ceiling above them.

"I know you're a girl. Call it a female intuition." Eterna grinned as yet another explosion lit up the room.

"Wh-What?!" Zeni stammered, turning a bright shade of red, perhaps, and Zeni would argue, because of the explosion, but Eterna knew better. "P-Preposterous. I'm an honourable member of the Noble Scarlet! We pride ourselves in being honourable, truthful, just, law abiding...."

"...men." Eterna finished for him...or rather, her. "Yes, it's obvious that you lied your way into the Noble Scarlet just to get the chance to dabble in 'real world' stuff. I mean, it's obvious. Your mannerisms pretty much says it, 'I'm trying hard to be a boy'. I can imagine that female vampires just stay at home and hope for a decent groom and everything while the males get all the fun, ne?"

"....you can't prove anything." Zeni said, in a deadly final tone. "And if we ever have this conversation again, I'll make sure it'll be your last." He said, his voice edged with diamonds. A grenade landed with a clatter in front of them.

"My katanas disagree, but that's another matter altogether." Eterna continued pleasantly, picking up the grenade and tossing it back over the table. "Anyway, I believe our friend with the weird name's having more trouble than handling the mere trivialties of this K-fight."

"Hey! What's this grenade doing..." they heard AMM start before his voice gave away to a loud KABOOM.

"Heh, Epsilon you mean? Leave him and DITE be. They always sort themselves out. The MQCE shouldn't be much of a problem for them." Zeni shrugged.

"Ah, so you know quite a bit." Eterna nodded with approval. "Good. Shows that you're not some ignorant backwater vampie. Problem is, these MQCEs as you call them, 'Kagegami' to us Shinmei-ryui swordswomen, might prove a nuisance to us too. Their presence is unbalancing the academy's magical field. You know what happens to a critically unstable yet powerful magical field, don't you?" She asked rhetorically, like a teacher might ask a student what 1 + 1 equalled.

"...." Zeni stayed silent, another explosion lighting up half her face. "I know that, but at the same time the academy's library island and the magical library at the root of the world tree grounds all magical distortions. The worst you can expect is perhaps an outbreak of magical creatures spawned from the magical fallout."

"....with the necronomnicon possibly being down there, would you risk a build-up of unstable magic down there?" Eterna continued, prodding the subject with surgical precision and inching Zeni along towards the inevitable conclusion.

"Ok, ok, bottom-line is, you want me to help your DITE friends, right?" Zeni sighed with utter reluctance. "All right, I will. But in all fairness, it's obvious that Emerald Weapon would soak up all the stray magic before it ever reaches the necronomnicon."

"Good boy, or rather, girl, I knew you'd understand." Eterna nodded with satisfaction.

 

[lethum]

"Director-san, I know that your sister runs a reconstruction company, but, don't you think that doing this event every year is a little bit much?"

"Now, Lethality, you know it's a school tradition. And you have to participate now, remember you are now a member of the SOS-dan, so you should aid your companions for the price"

Glaring at the director, the ninja jumped through the window and into the madness outside.

Hm...when multiple memberships are allowed the diplomatic situation becomes a lot more convulted. Lethality thought as several members of the martial arts club fell to sedated neddles. Feeling a disturbance in the physical energy balance of the enviroment, the shinobi jumped away from a explosion.

"You remember alchemy at that level is useless against me, don't you Crisom Alchemist?" mocked the ninja.

"Yeah, well, with the K-fight going around, nobody's going to notice me kicking your ass" said the alchemist.

"Oh, but I already kicked your ass, Kimblee-san" said Lethality, as a Hydrogen powered explosion sureged directly below the alchemist. Closing in at a high speed, the shinobi kneed the man in the solar plexus, forcing him to breathe the cholorform in a piece of cloth the ninja put to his face.

Does Susumiya-san supress more than just chakra? She may need protecting if her suppressing technique fails...and that brown haired boy is most likely in grave danger. With these thoughts in mind, Lethality sped back towards the clubroom.

 

[Mick]

Michael was watching the proceedings from the rooftop of the academy. So far he had a good vantage point, but had trouble finding any of his allies on the battlefield.

"Hm if only I could get in contact with Shinji or Kakashi. Figure out just exactly what the hell I should be doing. So far that blue-haired idiot from earlier hasn't been able to get up here but don't know how long that will last. Hm maybe that Lethum guy Kakashi told me about might have a plan or something.." Michael muttered quietly as he began attempting to reinforce the trap and barrier spells.

(With my rotten luck the barriers probably wouldn't hold long against that guy.) Michael thought to himself while trying to block out the sounds of gunfire and explosives from below.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

There was a roar, and the Churchill tank fired it's main gun, blasting a crater into the stands.

"Tally-ho!" Mr Abramczyk shouted, leaping onto the tanks' turret and taking the commander's seat.

"Cry Havoc, gentlemen, AND LET SLIP THE DOGS OF WAR!"

 

[Legacy|iB]

Finally!

Legacy walked out of the office with his hockey stick in his hands, having been taken from him by Ms. Kasuragi. He took a practice swing, remembering how a real piece of hockey equipment should feel. It was way better than those cheap ones the school used, and nothing screamed 'hockey' as much as a good stick did.

Walking along, Legacy was preparing to head back to his room and change jerseys and perhaps even get some out, but he was interrupted by several sharp sounds. Strangely, it sounded like explosions.

Well, as if the day couldn't get any weirder. It was just one day, and it already seemed to have more action than a good ol' fashioned bench clearer.

Walking through a door, Legacy's suspicions were correct. Indeed, something was going on. There was a hole in the wall, formed perhaps by some high explosive ordinance, and most likely caused by the tank outside, and a large mass of ninjas were roaming around the room engaged in combat.

Out of the corner of his eye, Legacy spotted Zeni, Eterna, and AMM hiding behind several desks.

"Hey, what's going on-?!"

Legacy was suddenly knocked back as a foot connected with his face. Looking back up, Legacy realized it was one of the ninjas. That freak in a skintight suit kicked him! The son-of-a-bitch freaking kicked Legacy in the face!

Throwing off his right hand glove, Legacy punched the ninja back in the face. He dropped the hoser faster than Tie Domi dropped Ulf Samuelson. As soon as that happened, the other turned their attention towards Legacy. Legacy smiled back as he stepped forward, knowing full well where this was going.

The first of the ninjas charged. Legacy cross-checked him in the face and pushed him aside, readying for the all the rest.

"Come on, let's go! Game time, baby!"

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Meanwhile, around the campus, small groups of various clubs were ganged up on, clobbered, and tied up by the Cadet Corps, as the troops rode around onwhatever mode of transport they could find.

Suddenly, the tank shuddered as a wave of energy struck the rear of the hull. Colonel Abramczyk traversed the turret around to face the new opponent.

 

[Unknown-common-827]

"What was the term you used? 'ello, 'ello? was it?", said Roy as he and Armstrong began to charge another combination shot.

Back in the dorms, Unknown finally made it back into his room and picked up a red and silver Hockey Stick. He jumped through the window and made his way back to the melee.

Finally making it back, he began to act like Chris Simon and lay waste to idiot posers with slapshots and other cross body shots.

"Yo, unknown, why are you using a b.s. stick like that?" Yelled Legacy as he continued beheading (not literally) some other punks. Unknown smirked and pulled away the stick's endcap and with a swoosh sound, 5 kendoists and 3 ninjas were placed into a weird electrical cage. Legacy got wide eyed as he saw a perfect Bastard Sword form together with a transmutation circle engraved in it.

"Now you see what I mean?" asked the blonde, as he dashed into the heart of the foray.

 

[Mick]

One martial artist in a pink gi leapt toward the rooftop only to be deflected by Michael's shield and sent back down to the ground headfirst. For some reason afterwards though the spell failed leaving him exposed to several more martial artists that leapt to the roof.

Michael leapt backwards off the roof after hurling a lighting bolt into the horde of fighters knocking them out and trapping them in an electric cage as he began falling.

" I don't understand why the shield spell failed....." Michael muttered to himself as he was falling. He then used a feather fall spell to drift the rest of the way to the ground.

"Hm fall wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to....AH DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" Michael yelled loud enough for the whole school to hear.

He was now surrounded by several grinning Kendoka's with swords bared and ready. Michael began to cast a spell until Motoko blurred in and grabbed him from behind. One arm was around his waist while the other was holding a sword close to his neck.

"Hm...you'll be staying with me now male. Not only will our club gain credit defeating you in the K-Fight, but your magic shall be put to our use to ward off other magic users as well. There will be no more cheating for those cowards." Motoko informed her prisoner.

" How will we hold him?" One of her club members asked.

"Hm...I'll take him home with me. I know a friend that will make it work. As such Congratulations are in order. Well done team" Motoko said to a chorus of cheers from the club members.

While the rest of their club spread out to pick off what was left, Motoko proceeded to cuff Michael and escort him to her own home.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

"The Alchemy Club... " Colonel Abramczyk snorted "OY, Mustang! Prepare to be corraled!" he shouted, as he cocked the turret mounted machine gun.

On another part of campus, several cadets were using fireaxes to break down the door to the Auto Club.

"Hey, Morisato! You'd better hope that wreck you call a club car is working. You're gonna need it when we break in!" One shouted, to raucous laughter.

 

[Epsilon]

While his Servant occupied the mage's time, Epsilon used the opportunity to flank his opponent and deliver a quick blow to her head, enough for her to fall unconscious.

At first glance, she seemed to be a simply scrawny redhead with a rather small bust but he knew to look beyond physical attributes. Her magic made her rather powerful and as far as he could detect, she had an abnormal aura around her which would increase certain anxiety and nervousness in dragons.

'Curious.'

"Impressive power for someone of her age."

He glanced at the incarnation. "Thanks for keeping her occupied, Glory. Dismissed."

As she phased out of view, he started running down the hallway to find his DITE peers while weaving in and out of the multiple brawls between members of various clubs. He could faintly hear the roars of a Churchill tank as he kept moving.

The second he stepped outside, he found himself seriously displaced and his surroundings changed from a schoolyard to a ruined city. "Closed space?!?"

"Not quite."

Just as the mysterious female voice said that, he dodged to the side to avoid a barrage of crystals. 'The hell?!?' As he came out of the roll, he saw a pair of small female dolls standing on a ledge. The left one was dressed in a full purple body suit and had a rose patch covering her left eye. The one standing next to her wore a similar white body suit with just part of her upper torso exposed. A white rose covered her right eye.

The one on the right gave a slight pout. "You missed, Barasuishou."

He slowly caught his breath and addressed the two dolls. "That's an unusual construct for you to be in. I suppose the MQCE had trouble creating a proper human interface?"

The visible eyes of both dolls glared at him. "He dies now, Kirakishou." A crystal sword materialized in her right hand.

"Agreed."

"... crap."

That was all Epsilon was able to mutter before hell broke loose.

 

[lethum]

Nearing the SOS-dan clubroom, Lethality felt something in the air change, like an orchesta being suddenly replaced by a radio recording of the same song. It was small, but for some who relied on changes at an atomic level, it was obvious.

Pausing to observe the surroundings, Lethality noticed a couple mages, kneeling near a rather powerful member of their club, and preapring a healing spell. Taking the opening, two sedated shuriken were sent through the air, striking both mages in the torso. Sudenly, the disturbance from before changed again. Noticing a ninja sneaking up to a group of martial artists, Lethality used the Stellar Flash (the name of the explosion technique, as given by Mizuno Ami, who had helped with the teorethical aspect) to take them all out in a single move.

BOOOM

The explosion did it's job, but it was smaller than Lethality had expected. Is Suzumiya-san's chakra suppresion field gradual? No, that's not posible, I was able to use my chakra as soon as I left the clubroom, so that means that something else is going on.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere not quite a closed space, a surge of data appeared and tried to express as a gamma ray source, before it was squashed by the creators of the space. Fortunately, this gave Epsilon an unexpected opening...

 

[Mick]

Motoko and Michael had now entered the Hinata sou. Looking around Motoko noticed no-one seemed to be home which made it easier to sneak inside.

" Your going to be horribly dissapointed." Michael told her as they walked up the stairs and entered Motoko's room.

" You be quiet male! I know perfectly well what I'm doing." Motoko angrily replied while pressing the flat of her sword a little bit harder into his neck.

The kendoka then threw Michael on the floor next to her bed.

(Suu's invention should work for this. Was expecting a better mage, but he'll do) Motoko thought to herself as she digged in her closet for the necklace she had Suu build for this occasion.

Michael then got up quietly as his fangs started to lengthen. It would be a little harder being cuffed but Michael felt now would be his moment to strike.

(She's going to deserve this...) Michael thought to himself as he was inches away from Motoko's throat.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

With a mighty crash sound, the cadets smashed down the door to the Auto Club's clubroom.

"Heeeeeerrrreee's JOHNNY!" the cadet leader grinned like a maniac as the group bulled into the room, turning their fireaxes around so the back of the axeheads would strike. "Smash it up, lads!" the leader shouted, advancing on Keiichi Morisato with ill intent.

 

[Zenithos]

"Looks like the whole school has gone to hell..." Zeni sighed as he watched the flames and smoke rise up from the academy below into the blood red sky. He turned around, silhoutted against the blazing sun set, casting a long shadow across the academy rooftop, to face his newfound friends. "I had a feeling a normal life would be too much to wish for."

"Don't you have to go help the kendo club, Eterna?" AMM asked, watching as the Churchill tank mowed down a barricade that the knitting club/music research club alliance had haphazardly built up in the plaza.

"Nah, there are more important things to focus on than this absurd K-fight." Eterna shrugged, tapping her spine with her boken. "Though somebody really should go beat the crap out of the headmaster. This really isn't how we used to have K-fights at my old school."

"What a way to spend your first day at school, huh?" Zeni sighed. "I want to go check in at my dorm and hit the sack."

"Zeni Zackariya, Eterna Flamewright, Aaron Mythe Mitchell." A voice called out quietly from behind them. "We require your assistance."

"Why, if it isn't Kimidori-san, Nagato-san, and Asakura-san." Eterna greeted cheerfully. "I was worried the MQCE had gotten to you already."

"Good. You are aware of the situation." Nagato Yuki said. The sound of explosions and gunfire somehow quietened down as she spoke.

"What situation?" AMM asked, clueless.

"We have lost contact with operative Epsilon." Kimidori Emiri said, ignoring AMM.

"Which one was he again? Seems like there are so many people with weird names." AMM said before an errant mortar round blew him half-way across the rooftop.

"I sensed an N field open up nearby for a very brief period of time ~nipaa." A cute little female disembodied voice chirped. "Zeni, you should be careful~nipaa. They're after the Rosa Mystica~nipaa."

"I'm aware, Moe." Zeni nodded as a small shimmering red light floated up from behind him. "I just can't care less."

"So you play with dolls too, Zeni?" Eterna asked, watching the glowing red light with interest.

"Indeed there was a breach in the reality field matrix." Yuki said. "We have not yet ascertained the cause."

"Rozen Maidens...." Zeni said as a number of choppers whirled past, kicking up dust across the rooftops. "Heh, talk about the weirdest of possible worlds. Let's see Mereo fix THIS."

"And now we've got more visitors." Eterna said, nodding at the dark shadows that were now filling up the streets below.

"Hollows..." AMM gritted his teeth as he brushed away the dust off this clothes. "...they must've been attracted by the general chaos."

"Let the shinigamis handle it." Zeni said. "If anything, this whole thing looks more like a diversion. Somebody's trying to hide their movement in the chaos, I'm sure of it. Chaos like this always has something lurking behind it."

"You sure?" AMM asked.

"Positive." Zeni nodded. "Narrative conventions. You can rely on the stuff."

"Well then, we've got some investigating to do." Eterna said, raising her boken. "Shall we?"

"I'm hungry..." AMM said.

"Shut up. Moe, go, find me Epsilon. Something tells me we're going to need him soon." Zeni said as he drew out his double-ended blade out of mid-air. "Shall we?" He asked the DITE agents, who all nodded simultaneously. "Splendid. LET'S PROD BUTTOCK!"

 

[Epsilon]

This was seriously starting to annoy him.

He felt like he had been playing 'tag' forever with these two dolls as they tried to end his existence with their unique abilities. Barasuishou would create crystal obstacles that he needed to avoid while Kirakishou engaged in sending out vines to try and ensnare him for her counterpart to land a decisive blow.

They had a serious home advantage which disrupted his own ability to manipulate data and their small bodies made them highly agile and hard to hit. He needed an escape route or something.

That was when the N-Field warped for a brief moment and caused a brief look of alarm to cross the faces of both dolls. For a moment, he could fight normally again but he didn't have a teleportation spell handy to escape. The next best thing would be to plow through. And Epsilon had just the spells to do it.

"Terra Art: Naturalize!" A green projectile flew towards Barasuishou.

Part one done... now for part two...

"Chaos Art: Fork!" A red projectile escaped from his hand and collided with the green one before splitting off towards Kirakishou.

The two dolls barely had time to gasp before their physical body shattered, leaving only two Rosa Mystica in place. He sighed in relief until the two Rosa Mystica shined brightly to create perfectly new bodies of the dolls he had destroyed. 'A built-in regeneration ability?! Seriously, this bites!'

"Impressive..."

"... but futile."

'... I really hope that Nagato, Kimidori and Asakura are having better luck than I am.' He wearily summoned his own weapon just as the dolls resumed their attack.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Colonel Abramczyk laughed as the Knitting club and Music Research club fled from his treads. He picked up his radio and spoke loudly.

"Eagle, this is White King. Commence Operation Bigglesworth. Get them in the air!"

"Roger that, White King, over."

"Black Queen, this is White King," he continued, as the archery club tried, and failed to stop the tank. "Commence Operation Sweetheart, over."

"Aff, White King. Over."

 

[Mick]

Michael proceeded to sink his teeth into her neck. She gasped in both surprise and pain as he began drinking her blood. Slowly as Motoko's lifeblood oozed down Michael's throat they both became more and more pale.

Michael then shattered the cuffs into a fine powder as he continued to feed. The vampire grabbed Motoko. He then proceeded to lead her to the bed and pin her down.

Motoko had gone completely still as Michael continued to feed. Not a single coherent thought ran through her mind as she bled.

Michael continued to hold her close until he had finally drained every last drop of blood. He then proceeded to stand up and admire his handy work.

"You'll do me very well indeed in the weeks to come. Unfortunately my weaker half might not agree with me. Neither of us planned for this but unlike him I shall certainly make the most use of you indeed." Michael spoke to his most recent victim. He'd be back to his lesser self the next day but the vampire believed he'd make the most of her this night.

Michael's feral grin became that much wider as Motoko rolled over and slowly opened her eyes.

Sometime later back at the academy the Kendoka had met back in their club room. As far as they remembered Motoko had told them she would meet them back here but so far she had not showed up.

A loud cry of "Zanganken!" broke through the air just before a blood red wave of ki shattered the wall to the room and rammed the suprised kendoka knocking them in several different directions.

Through the hole in the wall walked a far different looking Motoko. No longer was she garbed in her robes but instead dressed in garb the kendoka never though they'd see.

Motoko was wearing a very gothic white/black dress.

Motoko's red-ruby lips opened in a slight smile just big enough for her long vampiric fangs to be seen by the startled and wounded kendokas.

A pale white-haired Michael walked next to Motoko grinning. As Motoko wrapped herself around Michael's chest his grin became that much wider as he looked down at the other girls.

" Ah yes...what was it humans said about a 'Dish best served cold?" Michael asked them as some of the girls broke down in despair. Several of them tried and failed to get back to their feet which only caused the vampires to begin chuckling.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Colonel Abramczyk checked his clipboard with a short sharp nod. Operations had been completed to his satisfaction, aside from one area.

"How the hell does that Tatsumiya girl do it? Every year we've gone after her club, her people defeat my beloved Corps hands down!" he complained.

Suddenly, he heard a scream from nearby. It sounded like someone was being mugged. He threw his clipboard down, drew his pistol from his holster and ran towards the screams. He jumped around the corner, dropping to one knee in a pistol fighters' pose, and stared in shock.

"What the bloody blue, blank blazes?!" he exclaimed, seeing two students seemingly threatening their fellows.

 

[Mick]

"Hey there teach! Thanks for earlier you've been a big help." Michael answered David's question and continued with, "As for what's going on here, don't worry! Just wrapping up this K-Fight thing! Took awhile to get the hang of it, but as you can see I've struck paydirt! Whoever came up with this has my thanks!"

Michael then asked while placing an arm around Motoko " Was getting to be so much fun we decided to have a wager. If I lost to Motoko here, me and mine would join her club. But since she lost I get her and the rest of the girls here! Ya don't mind if they wear these as their official new school/club uniforms do ya?"

Michael then spun Motoko around so David could get more then an eyeful of her outfit. Especially the view showing her bare backside. After Michael finished showing her off he let a grinning Motoko lean back onto him while he wrapped his arms around her waist.

" I wasn't able to get a closeup of your demonstration earlier but I got a bird's eye view at least. I thought your club was pretty cool actually. But was wondering if you could do me a favor? Have you seen Lethality around? I kinda needed his help in one of my classes.." Michael continued speaking.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Mister Abramczyk gulped noisily as he looked at Motoko, and dropped his pistol on his foot. Swearing up and down, he hopped on one foot.

After a moment, he calmed, and tried to avoid oogling Motoko as he spoke. "Er... yeah... I think that Lethality ended up with Suzmiya Haruhi's SOS Brigade......"

He stood up slowly, then had to lean against the wall beside him. "Oh, my goodness... starting to feel a bit light-headed.... Must have over-exherted myself today..." he mumbled, as he became a little pale.

 

[Mick]

Michael smirked at his sensei's reaction. He gently began leading Motoko to the exit of the room.

With his back turned Michael then spoke up " Well thanks again sensei, I really owe you one. I'll try and meet him halfway. As for you girls well...I think I'll let you go.. Motoko's enough for me for now."

With lecherous grins Michael and Motoko walked through the hole in the wall from earlier. Once outside Michael sat down in the shade of a tree near the exit. Motoko then placed her sword next to his side and sat down on Michael's lap.

(Hm now all we have left to do is wait. Hopefully he'll show soon.) Michael thought to himself as he began petting Motoko's long hair.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

With uneasy steps David entered the wrecked Kendo Club and looked at the assorted girls there. "Erm..... Well I don't think there's any point to you girls hanging around here. Off you go then." he said, making little 'shoo-ing' gestures to them. As the girls trailed off, he turned to leave, but slumped down a bit as a wave of dizzyness washed over him.

"I could use a cup of tea..." he mumbled, as he hovered between conciousness and unconciousness.

 

[lethum]

As Lethality neared the leader of the SOS-dan, Haruhi's suppresion field was felt inmediately. Fortunately, this time it was expected, and Lethality could see several ninjas valiantly trying to fight off the hollows, which were also strangely weak, amking the fight roughly even. Scanning the surroundings, Suzumiya Haruhi and her friend were quickly spotted, and approahced.

It was simple to approach them, and direct them to one of the old safe rooms for teachers, when a spiritual energy suddenly changed, turning from a normal human one into something a much different, before it lashed out in a very familiar, and unusualy big attack, moments before the shockwave and the sound reached them.

"I'm sorry Suzumiya-san, but I must investigate that explosion. Please stay put, and other clubs will fight each other. Don't worry, I'll be fine"

Dissapearing around a corner, Lethality's attempts to use chackra finally bore fruit, and the shinobi jumped through a hole in a wall

*****

Seconds later, the ninja was overlooking the two sources of the changed spiritual energy. Using a much bigger Stellar Blast (again with the odd energy loss), this time in the sky, Lethality made both people look up. One of the new students...and the leader of the kendo club garbed in leather.

"It is foolish to turn people during the K-fight, students. It's breaks the no-killing rule. Turn yourselves in, or you'll find out first hand how the school stays in one piece after such a big scale confrontation"

Releasing one of the several Henge, several kunai with little bags attached to them appeared in the hand of the shinobi, where they were grasped. That change was very sudden, for both of them, so it means that it's temporal, or incomplete, at the very least. Stalling it is, then.

Smiling softly, Lethality suddenly dissapeaed from that particular ceiling, as it suddenly exploded, because...

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

A dark-skinned girl with hair the colour of blued steel lightly jumped from the hole. She carried a large military rifle under one arm, and gazed around the wrecked building with cold, professional eyes.

Mana Tatsumiya nodded to herself as she worked the rifles' action.

 

[Mick]

" My apologies, it was never my other's intent to Vampirize Motoko. Something or someone strange triggered off our transformation before we could hold back on her. My transformation can be reversed. Unfortunately I'm not sure I can say the same for Motoko." Michael answered quickly while eyeing the girl on the roof.

" There was something I wanted to talk to you about if we get the chance. As for the K-Fight I was never informed about the rules of this K-fight. Did not even realize I was apart of it until her troop attacked me. I can explain everything but it will be in quite the rush so hope it doesn't hurt too bad." Michael finished speaking.

While Motoko had her sword drawn and ready to fight the girl on the roof, Michael then casted a spell which revealed everything to the ninja. He showed the events at the beginning of the K-Fight all the way up to where they were now.

Michael then began using the words and gestures to create two large red/black balls of fire in both hands.