Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn
Angela picked up the pile of cloth she had given Ravyn before the shower. She was VERY tempted to make a smartass comment, but did not. She simply handed the clothing back to Ravyn.

“Ravyn, here is some clothes that will fit you.” Angela said warmly.

"What? Oh, sorry. I forgot you handed them to me. I feel fine, just, hard to think straight. Has anyone seen my pills?" She asked, blinking a few times. "I think I need to just die and start over."

Taking the clothes, she went back into the bathroom and got dressed. The clothes fit, a little snug around the hips and ass, and the blouse was loose, probably clothes for the donation box, or when people had sudden need. She wasn't complaining, except the way her pierced nipples rubbed the fabric made them hurt, and tingle with pleasure at the same time.

Walking back out as they were discussing who was going were and how they were all going to fit, she paused. In a van, they were going to fit in a van. It wasn't about sex. "Sorry, is there room or am I waiting here?"

”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van looked at Raven. She looked normal. For a half second, it almost seemed like her guard was down and she was just a girl… a girl who was having a seriously fucked up go at life but nonetheless. “ Of course , no worries” he said. “Plenty of room…. Hope you like metal.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“ Of course , no worries” he said. “Plenty of room…. Hope you like metal.”

"Metal, don't you have seat cushions?" she asked, confused. "Or do you mean the music style? I like Rammstein, Ozzy, Volbeat, Gwar, Disturbed, and some... not human music. Enya, Clannad, They're actually elvish. Then there's a group called Kitaro he's a nine-tailed fox. And Basshunter. I think he's a vampire but I'm not sure. Maybe he's an angel."

 

[milkmaiden38]

The Van Ride!

Angela didn’t like it, but everyone invited Ravyn to join them in a search for M’Kael.

“I know you hate that guy… but please be helpful” Angela chided Ravyn. The tension between those two increased after that comment.

“It was a dark and stormy night.” Gem joked trying to break the tension. But as if on cue, it started raining. There was flashes of lightning and claps of thunder as well.

Gem went to close the Van doors, but Angus stopped her. “Leave them open. We’ll do this Vietnam style”

“Vietnam Style?” Gem asked

“Army flew the UH-1 helicopters with the doors open. Better visibility” Angus explained his reference.

Big splatters of raindrops hit windshield as Van started to drive around the campus. He went to turn on the music, but Angela shook her head no. "I want to be able to hear if someone is approaching the van."

“I think we should focus on the ward boundary. He made a comment about getting through the barrier after Angela walked through the ward” Gem suggested.

The random gust of wind blew through the van as the storm outside seemed to be getting worse.

“Nice van… Van” Angus said as he peered outside. He had great night vision being a minotaur.

“Looks like a sex van!” Gem pointed out. She was also looking outside. Her human vision was poor, but she hope to see something during the flashes of lightning.

Angela giggled “I think Van has had a few rides in this van.”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van drove carefully around the campus searching for M’kael. He let Ravyn choose the music as he was actually rather please with some of her taste. “ Sex van? Haha. I suppose it certainly is sometimes. Usually it’s just my home.” “You guys see anything?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn
"I can see anything either," Ravyn said as she looked out the cracked open window. Being radio control, she was in the passenger seat. She couldn't find anything super on the radio she settled on ok. Poison followed by Twisted Sister. Had to be the oldies station.

Looking over her shoulder she glanced at everyone in back, "You're gonna get soaked from the rain."

Closing her eyes she did a small locator cantrip. It wouldn't give her his exact location, but it would at least let her know when they were close. With a brief pause in the rain and music she released the cantrip, Grandmama had taught it to her after she'd asked how she always won at hide and seek. Grandmamas was better and told her everything about the target, but Ravyn could only get direction.

Unfortunately, she had to keep her eyes closed to see the cantrip light. "Go that way," she told Van pointing. "And it's not that i Hate him. I find him to be crude, vile, disgusting, and a loathsome individual that seeks only to gratify his sexual wants. My brief meeting with him on the first day was all I needed to know. He tried to banish me from my own residence, and then proceeded to gratify his lust - on my bed - with someone from across the hall."

"It wouldn't surprise me if he's used everyone's bed for his carnal exploits, except his own. Thank you for finding clothing for me," she added. It just wasn't in her nature to be polite, and she wasn't even sure she was doing it right. but at least the words were there, even if the infection was more dead panned that intended. Emotions were too confusing to deal with.

A flash of lighting was so sudden and bright she almost opened her eyes in shock. Flinching from the brightness she felt her cantrip shift, like M'Kael had just teleported or something. "He's moved... go that way," she said, confused and pointing in a new direction.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Hang on.” Van said shifting gears and revving the big V8. The party grabbed on to their seats and the somewhat conveniently placed leather straps bolted to the corners of the ceiling. “Might want to shut that door now that we’ve got …. Um… Sat nav?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn
"Locator Cantrip, My Grandmama taught me. Makes hide and seek a bitch." Ravyn replied as she kept pointing. If a wall was in the way or a tree she couldn't tell and left that up to Van to deal with. All she knew was the direction he was in. He was still teleporting around, but at least he seemed to be doing it in one area.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angus, Gem, Angela,

The three in the back of the van were starting to feel like pinballs in a pinball machine. Everyone was grabbing on to something as the van turned wildly and accelerated. Angus with his strength held on to the door.

Angela, who was also very strong, had grabbed onto Angus huge leg for support. But in doing so, her one hand felt his crotch bulge. Her other hand felt part of his tight ass. She was impressed, even though she had seen him earlier in the evening.

Gem and been caught off guard by the turn and fell backward. Her hands trying to grab anything. Her right hand landed right on Angela’s huge left breasts. She grabbed it and held on tight.

“Ouch!” Angela yelled as it felt like Gem was trying to milk her!

“Sorry” Gem gasped and let go, but now the momentum of the car was in the opposite direction. Her face and upper body crashing into the front seat area. The front seat, snagged her dress and pulled her top down. To the two in the front seat, suddenly a topless Gem lurched forward between them.

“Hi!” she said in a cheery voice to both of them. Her face red, clearly embarrassed by her nudity.

While all this was going on, Angus was able to close the door.

“Door is closed” He reported to everyone, but maybe it was directed to Angela!

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Sorry, I’ll try and take it a little easier. I forget I’m not driving a Hum-V anymore….everyone ok? Nice tits by the way. Everyone grab on to er…. Something…. heh heh. I think we’re getting closer.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn
The Headlights from Van's van flashed across the fight. Between the darkness, the rain, and the flashes from the lightening it was hard to tell what was happening. But it seemed to be a fight.

A massive white grizzly, a Shadowy black werewolf, and something else were fighting. Whatever they were fighting was using a chain with metal barbs along it. And then it was standing there, in front of the van. Staring at Van, it smiled, the nails in it's skin and skull shiny with blood and rain.

The impact buckled in the front, and the creature didn't flinch. The front buckled, caving in and pushing the engine back into the compartment. The Grizzly grabbed the figure from behind and pulled it from the wreckage, throwing it to the Black Werewolf.

Smashing her head against the windshield Ravyn rocked back against the seat, her door had blown open, the frame bent. Sliding from the door Ravyn moved to the front.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

M'Kael
With the biker down M'Kael moved to a new spot, and promptly got hit by something strong as an ox. Or a Minotaur. "God Damned, it Angus," he sputtered turning around and swinging as shadows flowed along his skin a second hit to his jaw this time and he wasn't irritated anymore. He was fucking pissed.

Slamming his fist into Angus' jaw he watched as the Minotaur stepped back and pulled up his sword. Roaring at him Angus charged, taking a swing with his massive blade. Roaring in rage M'Kael leapt backwards, dodging the blade before coming up inside his reach and slugged him in the jaw.

Shadows twisted and writhed grabbing Angus by the arms and legs, holding him as M'Kael lashed out. Claws ripped chunks of flesh from Angus. And then a White Grizzly was there chasing some freak with nails in his head.

Wrench the sword from Angus' grip he swung. He wasn't happy it came to this, but he was fucking tired of people trying to kill him, and then lying about it!

He wasn't positive which was the bad guy, but he was pretty sure anybody with nails in the bald pale head was up to no good. His body took on more mass as he shifted to confront the new task. Headlights were flashing between the trees like strobe lights. The target was playing with a Rubik's cube or something when it 'ported. Not far but away from the Grizz, and the headlights slammed into him like a steel pole and a twig.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van was unsure how much time had passed since the collision. His face was covered in glass and blood, and the steering column had wedged him in , breaking a couple of ribs in the process. Looking out the smashed wreckage of his beloved van, he saw monstrous shapes and figures. He was pretty sure the wolf creature was M’kael… he had smelled something back in the dorms that reminded him of wet dog and let’s be honest, his last name didn’t exactly do much in the way of hiding his bloodline. But the others…were they also shifters? Was that a fucking polar bear, and who was the dude with all the shit nailed in his face…it was all very confusing…. No matter… somebody gonna fucking die tonight. He reached under the seat and popped open the lockbox, retrieving the silver plated 45 he had taken off the assailant at the bar. The drivers door was wedged and he certainly wasn’t getting out that way. He managed to drop the seat back just enough to wiggle through. He checked the others who were in a pile of discombobulated and disoriented mess, but they were all moving so at least they were alive. The side door was ajar already, so he flung it open and slammed a round into the chamber. The rest was a bit of a blur. The bear he knew he had hit center mast. The force of the bullet pushed him back and the white fur went crimson as it fell in a slump. The others were moving in such a flurry, it was hard to keep track of who was who… or what. “Fucking shifters…” he groaned. Sword in one hand and squinting one eye through a grimaced and bloodied face, he dialed in on one with all the nails in his head….… he limped steadily into the fray and emptied the clip.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela, Gem, Angus

The impact against the freak with the nails all over his head was jarring. Angus, Gem, and Angela saw the collision coming and were able to brace themselves. However, physics is physics, and you don’t go from 30 mph to zero without getting bounced around. As luck would have it, the plush interior of Van’s van… helped minimize any injuries.

The collision did reopen the van’s side sliding door a bit. Then Van came by and opened it fully.

“Door open” Angus reported as he pulled his horns out of the van’s ceiling. He could see two large gashes about a foot long each where his horns had been as he climbed out of the broken vehicle. He pulled his magical axe and rushed to be at Ravyn’s side.

After Angus report of door open, Angela replied in a lust voice “Good”. She seemed unharmed by the collision. She had done a full face/body plant into the back of Van’s driver’s seat. The seat, her strength and her large breasts seem to absorb the impact like an airbag.

Gem on the other hand had banged her head on the ceiling and blood was running down the side of her face. There was also a cut on her right arm. She was dazed by the accident and had not recovered yet. Angela grabbed her by the right arm and yanked her out of the van.

“Didn’t they teach you to ALWAYS wear your seatbelt!” She commented to Gem. But as she finished her snarky comment, all of Gem’s injuries had healed.

“Less jokes, more fighting” Gem replied. Then she vanished as she pulled away from Angela.

“Invisibility, cute” Angela commented. “But such a low-level spell.”

Angela moved at the speed of a vampire. Which is to say very fast. She blazed by Ravyn and touched her. Ravyn became "undetectable". That is to say, no one could detect her, via sight, sound, smell, or touch.

Then there was three identical Angelas. All of rushing into the battle. Angela’s problem was she did not know who to fight or who was M’Kael. She did take a moment to lick Gem's blood from her hand. "Yummy!" She said to herself.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

M'Kael
With the newcomers came more problems. One of them started shooting everyone not from the vehicle, Ravyn vanished. And the fucking head spike was playing with his damned cube again.

Leaping across the open space he hit the ground as the fucker 'ported again. A roar ripped from his throat as he grew in size, transforming into a massive shadowy black bear and gave chase as the bastard started playing with his cube again.

Straightening up The Spiked Deamon smiled with pale thin lips, holding the cube with one hand he aimed it at M'Kael as a white beam covered the bear.

Screaming roar ripped from M'Kael as the bear form faded into something different and new. Twisting he rolled behind a tree for cover from the beam. But that's all the Deamon needed, and the cube was transformed again, a much more complex evolution and the Deamon was gone.

But he left a present behind. A howl came from not far away as a half dozen hellhounds rose from the corpses of dead werewolves.

The White Grizz turned to face the howls, her fur matted with blood. It had a dozen or more fresh wounds, but it wasn't gonna back down from hellhounds.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

“Oh fuck! Hell Hounds.” Angela moaned in disappointment and some dread. “Can’t drink their blood… but I now know who to attack!... The monstrous, fire-breathing fiends, that hang with devils” She told her fellow fighters.

“So nail face is a devil.” Angela thought to herself as she ran at the hounds. Her duplicates also ran at the hounds. As she closed on one, it blew a huge gout of flame at her which caused her to duck behind a tree “Watch out for their fiery breath!”

Then the same hound came around the tree she was hiding behind and tried take a big bite out of her arm. She was just fast enough so the hound bit into the tree. “Oh, and their savage bite!” Angela said to everyone.

Suddenly the air filled with spinning daggers in a cube 5 feet on each side, centered on the hound. It howled in pain as the daggers cut it to shreds. Then the creature fell to the ground dead. A billowing eruption of smoke and blazing embers was all that remained behind and some scorched tufts of black fur that slowly turned into black smoke.

“Less talking more fighting!” Gem yelled at Angela. Gem was now visible again.

“Thanks for the help” Angela called back. She realized Gem had cast the spell on the hound. She peeked around the tree and saw both her duplicate getting attacked by hounds. Both illusions disappeared once the hound did damage to them.

Angus was near Gem as one hound ran at her. The bull stood his ground and waited. Angela respected his courage. It was not easy to face a charging hell hound. But she could see the hound was about to breath fire all over the minotaur. So she cast a spell

“Crap!” She gasped as she cast a spell, she had hoped to use it to protect herself. A frigid beam of blue-white light streaks toward the creature. It hit and froze the hell hound in place. Like it was in a block of ice. A second later, the spell ended and the hound was freed, but damaged by the frost ray.

What damaged it even more, was Angus’ axe splitting its head in two. As with the other hound, only smoke and blazing embers remained.

“Two down… four to go” Angela said, but she also knew they were running out of effective spells against the hounds. The two hounds near her... were coming to eat her! She sure wished she had brought her weapons to this fight. Luckily, Van was packing… and not just between his legs!

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Click, click, click… “Fuck, out of bullets.” The slick sound of metal sharpening metal skinned the air as Van flipped open his hidden blade. He turned the pistol in the other hand to use as a club. Two of the remaining hellhounds rushed his vicinity as he parried and danced towards Angela and Angus, the three of them now nearly back to back. The first he caught in the teeth with the butt of the pistol, sending the creature howling back around before collecting itself, but the blow would have done little to damage the beast. The second hound leapt up as Van lunged forward with the rapier, piercing the heart of the beast. It went stiff and dropped to the ground. “Stay together!” Van cried out.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

The Bear
As the hellhounds went for the softer target of Van, one of them got to close to the bear. Lunging the bear grabbed it in its jaws and started shaking it like a rat. The spine snapping under the whiplash motion and powerful jaws crushing it.

Another was going for the bears back but was tackled by a shadowy form that grabbed its body. The two figures rolled on the ground snapping hell jaws grabbing a shoulder and biting as the figure drove its knees into its stomach. The shadows of tree branches stretched grabbing the hell beast as the humanoid form wrenched free from its jaws and stood. Grabbing those jaws the figure pulled, stretching them wide as more branches grabbed and pulled.

The Hellhound howled, flames licking the inside of its jaws as it tried to breath fire, but its neck was twisted, its legs held immobile and then a crunch as its lower jaw was snapped, the Humanoid shadow clawed at the beast until it was no more, chunk of smoking meat smoldering on the ground before it turned to charcoal and ashes.

Only the two were left, but they couldn't retreat. That wasn't there nature, or the command. Stalking Van and Gem, what they perceived was the weakest in the group, they licked there lips, snarling.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela and Gem

Angela was disappointed and surprised Van gun was out of bullets. “One shot and you are out? Van… you are never going to please the ladies with that kind of endurance!” She grumbled.

She had been hoping a few shots and all the hell hounds would be turned to smoke. Now she watched as hell hound approached Gem. Angela did not want to go save her… but knew the mage was out of useful spells.

“Nice Doggie?” Gem said with her hands out backing away towards the broke van from the snarling hell hound.

She saw Angela moving to help her and waved her off.

“I got this” Gem said more bravely than she felt

“What you are going to sweet talk the dog to death?” Angela asked as the dog charged at Gem.

“I have a pretty good weapon remaining…” Gem said as the hound leapt into the air to pounce on her. Gem fell flat on the ground. The hound flew right over her and into the broken front window of the van. The flaming hound set off the spilled gas… and there was a small explosion. The explosion and over pressure expelled the hell hound on to the hood of the wrecked van. The hound had been cut up bad going into the window and then back out again.

It was not dead, but dazed. Angela hit it with another frost ray, which killed the beast.

“Best weapon?” Angela asked

“Yes… My brain” Gem answered as she got off the ground and dusted herself off.

Meanwhile

Angus moved to cover Van’s back.

“Just let me know if you need me to help” The big minotaur offered. His axe was ready, but he lowered his horns as well. Classic bull charging stance.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van started to wonder if the crash had rattled everyone’s brains. I put seven rounds in that fucking pinhead that ruined my ride and 1 more in the stupid polar bear…honestly it’s like we fell into the fucking circus. ”no need to take my permission big fella” he said to Angus as they lunged together at the remaining dog. Vans blade pierced the beast through the roof of its mouth as Angus brought down the heavy axe, splitting it in two.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

The Bear
With the last of the Hell beasts dust and ash the great white bear walked over to the group, changing as it did so. Within twenty feet it had gone from a 2200 Pounds and damned near ten feet in height to a mere 5'1" and maybe 90# with white hair reaching her ears and tight muscles she had an athletic body and tits smaller than anyone else in the group except Ravyn. "Oi, Why the fuk you shoot me fer mate?" she asked with a rather distinctive British Islander accent. During the change the bullet had been expelled but still left a mark on her rib cage. "That fukking 'urt."

The Other
Walking towards the group the other one wasn't a werewolf, or a werebear. It was definitely something else. With skin of dark dark green and coppery gold it had yellow eyes that were filled with anger as midnight black hair fell around it's shoulders and down it's back. The hands were incased in living silver and tipped with razor claws. A permenant mask of silver covered its mouth making speech impossible. The weirdest thing, after all that, was the way shadows moved. They didn't just lay where they were supposed to, instead they slide across the ground like snakes, staying near him/it.

"Is that all of them?" a voiced asked in their heads. M'Kael's voice. But not his voice. Like a ghost echo reverberating across an icy grave in the depths of midnight.

Looking over at him the white haired girl nodded, "Yea', I could only smell the six of 'em."

Nodding M'Kael walked over and looked at the wreckage of the van, "Where are big tits and the bitch?"

"I think it's gonna need a tune up, and maybe after you buff out the scratches it'll need some touch up paint. Otherwise, it'll be fine." He said sardonically.

Punching him, Ravyn dispelled whatever casting Angela had covered her with. "Asshole," she said, shaking her hand. "Damn your face hurts."

"Not as much as yours does," he quipped. "Where's big tits?" he asked again looking at the group.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van sighed “To you, I do apologise. One minute we were driving around and then next… well you know the rest. It was all a bit confusing there for a minute. Hi, I’m Van and this is Angela, Gem, Angus, and that’s Ravyn. M’kael we know…sort of. This group could use a bit of communication therapy… like for starters who are you? And who was the guy with all the nails in his face, and why don’t you two just fuck and get it over with?” He said gesturing to Ravyn and M’kael before picking up pieces of chrome and glass before doing his own assessment of the damage.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

"I'm M'Kael Wolvenbane," the man said as his skin lightened, and the face mask melted into his skin. He was tanned, and muscular, but he had hard eyes. "I wouldn't fuck that flat chested and assless bitch if you paid me." He snapped looking at Van.

"Eww," Ravyn said making retching sound. "He's stuck that in at least four people in less than a week. I wouldn't be surprised if they named a new sex disease after him. And one was on MY FUCKING BED!"

"It was more comfortable than mine." M'Kael replied.

The white haired girl waited before speaking. "Hello everyone, My name is Saeranadael Crystalthorn, I'm.. well.. a Gurahl. A Elf Werebear," she said showing the tips of her ears, and eyebrows. "My Parents thought I was Lythari, like my mom, until I changed. Anyways, Nail head. The Pack and I found the naked girl and took her to the house. The nail headed guy had two companions. He found my pack after that and attacked us. We managed to take out his two friends during the fight but like eight of us? Died. At least six of them are dead, two might still be alive."

"While fighting the demons, this guy," she gestured at M'Kael, "showed up and started helping us. Then your group came along and helped us finish it. And No, the demon or whatever it was didn't say anything about why they attacked us."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela and Gem

“Sorry, Van, I must have been out when you emptied your gun into Nail Face” Angela apologized.

“I really want to cut that demon’s head off” Angus snorted, as he returned the battle axe to its back holster.

“I’m 90% sure Nail Face is a devil, vice a demon. Devils typically use hell hounds, not demons.” Angela pointed out. “I’d also say killing him via physical attacks is going to be hard. A 2000 lb van hitting someone at 30 mph should have moved the guy backward at least. Instead, all the force went into changing the shape of the van.”

“POTAYTO, POTAHTO, demon or devil, who cares” Angus replied. He was normally more thoughtful in his statements, but the battle still had his blood boiling.

“It might not be that important, but demons and devils hate each other. I have used that hatred in the past to set them up against each other.” Angela to the minotaur. “I’m not sure how Nail Face absorbed all that force” She pointed to the wrecked van “I can’t think of a spell with that kind of power.”

“Big Tits, Daisy, went to her crocodile friend. Hopefully she is safe with that 30-foot monster” Gem said to answer M’Kael’s question. She cast a healing spell on Van. “Anyone need a healing spell?” She asked Crystalthorn, the white bear. She knew Ravyn did not want one.

“M’Kael, we need you to come clean. What in the nine hells are you? Shadow walking… bending shadows… you are not a shadow dragon, night walker, nightblade. You act like a shade, but not affect by sun light and can bend shadows. Nothing fits… so what are you?” Angela asked

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“M’Kael, we need you to come clean. What in the nine hells are you? Shadow walking… bending shadows… you are not a shadow dragon, night walker, Nightblade. You act like a shade, but you're not affected by sun light and can bend shadows. Nothing fits… so what are you?” Angela asked.

"I don't know," M'Kael replied, with a shrug. "My parents have never been the loving sort to have deep meaningful conversations about the family. The closest thing I ever had to a friend in the family was a sister and she died."

"I know I can 'Teleport' or 'Walk' through shadows. Shadows seem to bend to my will but it's more like slapping a mosquito or fly. I Don't think about it I just do it. I can 'put on' someone else's shadow. And use it, Like the Werewolves or the Werebear. When I'm... moody it gets darker in the room I'm in. I can sort of heal in shadows, but I'm not sure how much. Bruising and cuts are pretty quick, Inquisitional Torture takes longer."

"The Himsati form is easy to do, like blinking or putting on a shirt, or taking off my pants." He said, shrugging. "I've tried calling my parents but got denied phone privileges. Not that mum and Dad are going to bother answering questions."

"A few years ago.. I was fucking Ravenor, she was just a candidate back then. Anyways her and I had a rather comfortable arrangement. We fucked, a lot. One night afterwards I went to get my sister. She was visiting a friend. When I got there the house was on fire, my sister was dead and Ravenor's brother was fleeing the scene. I chased him down, and beat him to death."

"Things went south after that," M'Kael said. "Ever since, Ravenor's been blaming me for shit I've never been near. And right now, she's trying to pin the murders on campus on my ass."