High School with THEM

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My first entry into a SB........I hope i can keep this up......

Name- Robin Helsing (just sticking to ancestral name, dont get the wrong idea)
Age-14 in physical time but has lived longer in spiritul terms (this is an original concept that youll hear about later)
Appearance- Untidy black hair, spectacles that arent really required, black eyes though the left one turns dark grey in light.
Description- Blind in left eye since birth.
the kind of person who seems to jump out of nowhere and surprise you at least expected times. Not tall but can hold his own in any situation.
Species- Human male (sometimes females seem like a different species)
History- Both parents are alive (envy me orphans). Parents have a large inheritence and property inside the town and are adventurers and entrepreuners.
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*Yup, its late in the story. Yup, i dont know about american schools and yup, id like you to let me join. And heres the actual text*

It was red, darker than usual and framed between a set of shiny teeth. The incisors were not unnaturally long. the teeth set toghether, the tongue retreated- nothing out of the ordinary, just a yawn. It was closing to noon time and the raven that had just whisked under the sun was important to Robin Helsing's most precious plans.
Moreover he was right on schedule. Yes, the raven was important, he had been told. Yes, so were the avian and werewolf in the compound. There was the horror book fanatic, the vampire goddess, the demon and the other avian. Also there was the girl. She might be insolent to her teachers but she was important. His master was a very close observer. He had seen eveything.
He kicked the dirt at his feet as he leaned against the discarded football post. He was younger than them in age but he was simply too unique to be shadowed by those statistics. His master, who had passed on the Helsing blood to him was a famous slayer. Now he was old and had won Robin's parents trust. Robin's name was made to belong to the Helsing blood House by a fiendslayer ritual when he was twelve.
Now that this new situation was afoot, he was the man for the job. First things first. How can a fourteen year old pass unnoticed through a high school. He had always had a tact for going unnoticed.
His first stop was the roof of the building. With quick hands and his favorite song on his lips, he practically slid to the top of the building by the pipes. He had to pay the avian a visit...........




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*Hope i didnt miss anybody while listing the charectars. I thought that the story was going in all directions. you dont mind me tying all the ends toghether do you? Also i think its time the bad guys came in or else the story will crumble like a cheese cracker. the plan is under way......*
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Welcome to the storybook Palantalid!

Arianna

I watched as Lucy came and threw herself upon the grassy hill before turning back to the sky and resuming my flight. Some time later I turned to find her still there and as I flew lower, our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat. There was so much information in those eyes; a world full of knowledge and I paused in the sky. It was almost as if she redognised that I was different from the other birds.

But of course that was silly and I forced myself to fly on towards a nearby tree where I perched and turned to observe her again. She was still watching me.

"Hello little bird," Lucy greeted me. I was unsure of whether I should respond but I decided to hop a little as if I had been startled, as if I were a bird. I had watched them often enough to see how they acted and the instincts filled my brain but... I'm a curious little cat. Quite literally actually. Sometimes it's strange to have three sets of instincts in your head but I've got used to it over the years.
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Jyra ran through the forest, dodging trees seconds before she hit them. Her smell couldn't identify each individual tree until it was literally right in front of her snout. She stopped and put her snout to the ground, exhaling sharply and sending leaves scattering. Nothing had been past recently, that was good. No nosy humans stumbling across an abnormally sized wolf.

She lifted her her giant head and opened her jaws, letting scents leak down her throat. the school was barely in reach but the food gave it away. Jyra closed her mouth and swiveled her head towards the food smell. Her muscles bunched together under her pelt as she took off.

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"Hello little bird." The bird jumped back in response, but didn't seem too frightened. She watched it for a moment, it squawked at her once of twice. Lucy's face grew dark with an evil grin. Extending her vectors, she wrapped them around the bird itself, preventing it from any movement, other than squirming.


She had no intention of harming the bird, just holding it still. Standing, Lucy approached the bird, standing about three feet before it. It fought more and more, to no avail. The hateful look was still upon Lucy's face as she stared at the bird admirably. After a moment, she withdrew her vectors and released the bird.




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Arianna

Trapped. So she did know I wasn't just a bird? And if she didn't, I certainly couldn't let her find out. I fought fiercely against the strange power that held me captive and spared barely a moment to think on the matter of her not being entirely human when suddenly the invisible barriers and ties were gone and I was able to break free.

I hurtled back into the air, rising higher and waiting until I was circling above before looking down at Lucy, the evil grin still plastered across her face. Well... not exaclty evil but certainly mischevious. I experimented with dropping lower, closer, always ready to dart away again but she merely watched me with curiosity and I amde up my mind based mostly on the fact that she was clearly as supernaturally different as me.

"You know, it's not nice to play tricks on people," I commented. Startled, she turned around, searching for the source of the voice. Cautiously, I alighted upon a branch of the tree again. "And animals count as people, you know, Lucy."
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So this bird was different...It was talking to her. She knew there was something strange about it's eyes. Lucy smiled, locking her vectors around the bird again.


"And so are humans. Yet, we are allowed to kill animals and eat them as we please, but killing a human would be known as murder. Where is the difference?" She used her vectors to stroke the birds feathers, then released it.


"Now, who, or what are you?" She asked the bird.




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Arianna

I fluttered away again and then turned once more to look at her.

"Someone you know," I answered.

"Someone? A person then?" Lucy asked. I ruffled my feathers and began to preen them with my beak.

"Why not try eating me and see if you get charged with murder," I answered.

"I suppose I could..." Lucy smiled mischeviously but I darted higher, out of reach of whatever power she had. Then, slowly I fluttered back down and landed upon the grassy hill not far from her. I hopped a step or two and then shifted shape back to my human form.
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He watched all the people warily. Everyone bustling left and right, running to classes, gossiping, the usual teenage life. However, Mike studied each person warily, trying to pick out the one's that "stuck out" more so than most.
"Vampire... Vampire.... werewolf... interesting." he said what he saw as he spotted them in the crowd of teenage students.

His wings begged to jump out from beneath his sweatshirt, stretching the back. His shoulderblades had never looked bigger. With some force, he pushed the wings back tight on their place, folded on his back. He would fly around a little later. Besides, being a new student meant new people. He looked down at the little scrap of paper in his hand. And trying to find out where his classes are.
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Senna stood up and walked towards the enterence. She saw a boy looking down at a peice of paper and she kept her eyes away from looking at his eyes.

"Excuse me?" He suddenly spoke up. She turned and looked at him, he had talked to her. "Can you tell me where room 6b is?" He asked, she pointed down the hall.

"Go down there and turn to the left." She said, "It will be on your left." She looked towards the door, she would be able to think out there. She had already planned her night, she would go to detention then to the gym to get her book.

"THanks," He said smiling, she nodded and turned back to the door.
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She twitched slightly. That girl in Mrs. Smith's Drama class. Arianna? Yes, that was her name. She was a good actor, and Lucy wondered if this had anything to do with her acting abilities. It seems Lucy wasn't the only freak in this school.


"You tricky little devil, you." Lucy grinned at Arianna. "Anymore tricks up your sleeve?"


"Not unless you do. I've shown you mine, now show me yours...err, you know what I mean." Arianna laughed, the sentence didn't come out right.


Lucy's face grew dark again as she grinned, extending her vectors into Arianna's brain. "Don't move, my lightest touch could kill you. It would be as easy as moving an artery." Arianna could feel Lucy's vectors inside her now, fingers lodged deep within her skull.




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Robin looked deep into the sky. It had depth that could shame an ocean. He had been put in the environment since birth........he could see beyond physical things.....see the omens, the spiritual parts of the universe. He had been trained to simply ignore the physical to such a state that he developed the long lost sense of the spirit. the world of the spirit lost to most living beings was open only to the most skilled of slayers with the right blood. Today was Thursday.
On the roof of the building he took of his spectacles his eye saw the approach of the avian. By terms of spirit time the avian wouldnt be here for a long time. In physical terms he had just landed on the roof. This could only mean that his mind and his spirit were pondering on something else. It was still difficult to say as the realm of spirit lay on a completely different level of time and space. Things like the feel of the environment and emotions made more sense than metres and seconds.
He looked at the absent minded avian and said, "Tonight we dine in hell."
He didn't think why he said it, he already knew the response.
The avian backed away,"Yeah, right, hell.......heh.....just tell me the time and i'll make it."
"Ten at night Saturday, behind the old church, Caterina Alley."
The smirk on the avians face dissappeared.

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"Boo!"
The diclonius looked around quickly. Her vectors were still locked on the curious raven. Then they retracted. Robin thought he could see them but he wasn't sure. He knew that either of them could kill him with an effort, but he also saw that they wouldn't if given the chance- his spectacles were off again.
He thought he heard a danger alarm ring in the ravens head- who are you, who are you, who are you, who are you......
"Who are you?" the diclonius said.
Robin smiled.

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" Eight O'clock, Saturday, Caterina Alley, the old church."
"Alright.........and what makes you think I'll come?"
"I've already told you."
Robin walked away leaving the second avian frowning. He slipped int the bustling students who let him by without actually realizing.

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Robin looked at the book. His handwiting wasn't good. But the appointment would be visible. The girl Senna was talking to another girl who hadn't really wanted to be there but had stopped by anyway- lucky coincidence that Robin walked up behind her and decided that the vampire book was his best shot at persuasion.He left the book on the table.

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The vampire goddess and the werewolf had shown no signs of surprise whatsoever. They had seemed almost eager. The girl in front of him though, seemed to be taking it differently. She was glaring at him worse than she had when she had seen Jyra change to a werewolf.
"And what makes you think that I would come on a date with a kid who's trespassing. And in that creepy cemetary too! Jeez!"
Robin almost, almost smiled, "Don't be so harsh darling or the werewolves will eat you in your bed. Tell Andy Ronald too as I don't have the time. And be very careful."

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* i must say that's a lot of liberty taken. i hope everybody will come to the party at Caterina Alley. And be prepared for some action. I hope i didnt spoil somebody elses plans but the plan hasnt been revealed and you can still reveal what you want to.....errr thats all folks.*
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Arianna

It felt as though Lucy had cut a hole in my brain and was dealving inside me, slipping her fingers into all the cracks and abysses that my head contained.

"Boo!" A disembodied voice shouted. I felt Lucy's presence slip away.

'Who are you, who are you, who are you?' I wondered as I searched for the owner of the voice.

"Who are you?" Lucy echoed my thought.

"Behind the old church at Caterina Alley Saturday night," The voice instructed before he was gone as though he had never been present.

"Looks like we're not the only ones with secrets," Lucy noted.

"Are you going?" I asked.
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*sorry i received feed back and i guess i must explain myself. its my first SB and i dont even know what god moding is. and i edited so that you guys havealmost three days to do what you have to. Sorry again, if you still want changes just tell me. im ready to delete my whole post if necessarry. and sorry TN i didnt realise Senna was going to the car. and yes lets say robin threw the book at her.
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please discuss here for clarifications- siegfrieds idea. thanks kitty15 and vernon for feedback*
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