Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

Callo

The shadow dragon looked over to M’Kael and simply said “Race you”

Suddenly, Angus, Gem, Angela were gone. Callo did not exactly have the same ability as M’Kael. However, she could bring people to the shadow realm walked them the right distance and then re-enter the material plane or in this case the Abyss realm. She could move up to 9 people in this way. There were limits to her ability, but in this case, she could match M’Kael’s ability.

Everyone reappeared in the east-west corridor.

“Look some dead bodies” Angela said in mock terror.
 
Sighing M’Kael muttered “Maybe she’ll appear in some demons ass crack.”

Moving over to Magdalena and Ravyn, he took their arms, and fell into his own shadow.

A few moments later they were stepping out of Callo’s shadow as Angela spoke.

“Yeah, nothing to worry about. Like I said.” M’Kael commented as Magdalena looked down the hallway. “We’re gonna need lights. It’s getting darker. Torches, or spells?” She said.

“I’d recommend torches, the spells may set of a trap, or alert others to our location.” Ravyn suggested. “And no, I can’t cast those spells. Gave them up for… other things.”​
 
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Torches

They scavenged the corridor for anything remotely flammable. After a moment, Gem held up splintered wood. A flick of flame later, and they had crude torches sputtering to life.

“Torches… now all we need are pitchforks,” Angela quipped, striding down the dusty hallway like she owned the shadows.

Gem chuckled. “Does this bring back fond memories? Angry villagers chasing you from your castle, pitchforks raised, a vampire in full retreat?”

Angela glanced at her, amused. “I know you're trying to be clever, but four hundred years ago I was exceptionally careful. I chose my targets wisely, and made damn sure the villagers only saw what I wanted them to see. I was never chased. In fact they practically begged to throw a celebration for me. I removed some really vile people. The world’s cleaner for it. And that’s why my plan to fix things will work.”

Gem raised an eyebrow. “So… you only feed on human blood?”

Angela’s smile sharpened. “Any blood works. But yes—human blood tastes amazing.”

Angus piped up. “What about garlic?”

She turned to him with a wicked smirk. “Extra on my pizza. Honestly? I think some clever garlic farmers spread that rumor just to boost sales.”
 
“If you only feed on evil and vile people, why haven’t you tried to kill me or Ravyn?” M’Kael asked. “I’ve killed people, sold drugs, Assaults, and more and she’s a summoner. Both of us are evil.”

“And then there’s Angus, he’s technically committed Rape on Ravyn. Since he had sex with her doppelganger, without her permission.”

“Callo kidnapped us, and probably helped with my brainwashing. As for Gem, I’m sure she’s not the squeaky clean chicken she pretends.”

“So all of us are potential snacks.” M’Kael finished.

Reaching over Ravyn hit him on the back of the Skull while Magdalena scowled. “Don’t be a dick, asshole.”

Hefting a torch M’Kael moved away from Ravyn’s reach. “Stop hitting me!” He demanded.

“No,” Ravyn replied walking past him to be closer to Magdalena who had one of the torches.

“Let’s go,” The Archon grumbled.​
 
Good vs Evil… that’s some tricky shit

As they continued to walk down the passageway, there was less dust and more side passageways. Angus was leading them now and seemed to have an idea where to go. Meanwhile Angela answered M’Kael comments

“M’Kael is not wrong about the difficulty in figuring out who is good and who is evil. My working definition revolves around "Good people" acting in ways that benefit others and society. They have traits like honesty, kindness, empathy, and integrity. While evil people are the extreme in the opposite direction. They are people who consistently engages in actions that are profoundly immoral, malicious, and cause deliberate harm to others. They often lack empathy, remorse, and may even derive pleasure from inflicting suffering. I don't always feast on humans, but when I do, I prefer Dos Equis… oops I mean extra evil human” Angela explained. “So, if you become extra evil… then I will feast on you. But I get the feeling that neither of you can be killed by a simple vampire.”

“Are we getting close to being on your kill list?” Angus asked pointing to Callo, Gem and Himself

“No… none of you are. All of you are risking your lives to stop people from getting killed. That sound pretty “good” to me. Beside Angus and M’Kael, I have a weakness for huge cocks… so you’re both safe”

“That sounds like a discrimination to me” Gem joked.
 
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“Well, I’ve been convicted of a multitude of felonies, so I should be a tasty meal. And you don’t know me well enough to go off anything else.”

“I don’t have a cock so I’m still on the menu,” Ravyn commented looking at the Vampire. “As I don’t trust anyone, including the group here. I’ve lied, I’m not honest, I have no empathy. I also have no remorse, though I don’t derive pleasure from inflicting pain or suffering on others.”

Jerking to the side M’Kael looked down the passageway past Angus. “Incoming,” He managed to say before wicked sharp and barbed chains ripped from the darkness as the Engineer and his Acolytes grinned, their eyes and teeth gleaming in the shadows. “I want the girl.”​
 
Everyone but Gem

“FUCK!” Angus roared, twisting just in time as barbed chains whipped past his horns, shredding the stone wall behind him.

In an instant, Callo and Angela vanished into the shadows—like ghosts scattering from torchlight.

Gem
Gem stood still. Unbound by time. Her heartbeat steady, her mind a storm.

She cast Time Stop. Everyone became still, suspended mid-action.

“I love it when a plan comes together,” she murmured with a dangerous smile. “Now let’s hope this doesn't fry my brain.” With a flick of her wrist and a whispered incantation, she cast Contact Other Plane.

Her consciousness tore through dimensions, spiraling into madness—and finding him.

Baphomet. The Prince of Beasts.

“Great Prince,” her thoughts rang out, laced with fervor and fire, “Yeenoghu’s lackeys crawl through the Endless Maze. They hide, they whisper, conspiring to steal power to challenge you! They deny your creed—that only the strong shall rule. But we have found them.”

She offered no humility. Only truth, wrapped in flame.

“Angus, your minotaur son of fury, and I—his chosen whore—stand before them. But he hesitates, unwilling to rob you of fresh sport. He knows your gospel: blood is the only sermon worth preaching. And these fools? They are ripe for conversion.”

Before madness swallowed her mind whole, Gem severed the connection.

Time lurched forward.

And behind The Engineer, reality buckled as something terrible stepped through.

A monstrous minotaur cloaked in shadow and gore. Black-furred, iron-horned, red-eyed—his blood-soaked mouth twisted in anticipation. Upon his head, an iron crown adorned with rotting skulls. His armor bristled with spikes and bone, forged from a hundred conquered nightmares. In one hand, he wielded a glaive of legend: Heartcleaver.

Baphomet had arrived.
 
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Grabbing Ravyn and Magdalena M’Kael dropped into the shadows, his hand on Ravyn’s breast as they vanished.

“The girl is mine! I am bound by a contract.” The Engineer said turning to look at Baphomet. “You cannot interfere.”

Snarling Baphomet swung his Glaive, crushing several of the Acolytes against a wall, the gore splattering across Gem and Angus.

“Fight or die!”

“I am Bound!” The Engineer spoke fearlessly as the cube in his hands reformed, a dome covering the Engineer and Acolytes.​
 
Bad things happen to bad people

Angela reformed behind the Engineer as both her long daggers slammed into his back. The blows were so violent the tips of the dagger poked out of his chest. She was not done yet as she tried to sink her teeth into his neck.

But The Engineer managed to turn enough, for her to miss.

Callo also reformed inside the protective dome in front of the engineer. Facing the engineer. As Angela attacked him, she said “The contact is null and void once you are dead. And now that we are in hell. You will die and never come back.”

Callo grabbed the cube as she cast shocking grasp at 11th level on him. Lightning arc flashed all over his body and across the nails on his head. Callo showed no mercy.

An Acolylite jumped on Callo, and was fried, but he saved the Engineer.

Gem cast dispel magic on the protective dome over the engineer and remaining Acolytes, but the dome did not collapse to Angus’ displeasure

“I NEED TO GET IN THERE” Angus roared in savage frustration slamming his axe against the magical barrier.

Baphomet roared to Angus “Embrace you savagely!” The huge, black-furred minotaur casted dispel magic at 19th level against the protective dome.
 
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When Callo’s hand wrapped around the cube she was hit with Power Word: Kill spell even as the Engineer twitched, not in pain as would be expected, but in pleasure.

Knocked to the ground the Engineer said, “I WISH, that all of you were non-magic using HUMANS.” His powerful spell warped reality as Acolytes sacrificed themselves one after another to protect and defend the Engineer even as they cast fireballs, meteor shower, lightening storm, and stinking cloud at the remains of the party.

On his hand a ring turned to dust and ash as it’s power was depleted by his words. Rolling away from them as fast as he could the Engineer staggered to his feet and held out his hand, the cube snapping into his grip like a lightsaber to it’s sith lord.

He stood alone now, his Acolyte all dead or dying as he faced Angus through the collapsing dome of power. “I’m going to mount you on a wall, and fuck your soul.”

A twist of the cube and a dozen silver orbs, humming with power snapped into existence and raced towards members of the party. “Come here, BOY!”​
 
Chaotic Kind of Hell

Callo stood defiant, utterly unfazed by the Power Word Kill spell.

“That doesn’t work on dragons, SHITFACE!” she bellowed, triumphant—until a Wish spell slammed into her. It fizzled harmlessly, but the barrage that followed did not.

Fireballs tore through the air. Meteors rained down. Lightning crackled in a storm of fury. Poisonous gas billowed in a choking cloud. Overwhelmed, Callo vanished in the chaos.

Angela could not shrugged off the transformation spell. Suddenly she was human again. "SHIT" She gasp and drove for cover. As the elemental onslaught—fire, meteors, lightning, and toxic vapor—was relentless. She disappeared in the maelstrom.

Where they had stood was now a surreal hellscape: flames licking through meteor craters, lightning arcing between shattered debris, all shrouded in a swirling cloud of poison. It was destruction incarnate.

Savagely

As the protective dome shattered, Angus was a raging bull-minotaur, fury on hooves. His muscles bulged, veins pulsing with wrath, and his massive axe gleamed with lethal intent.

He didn’t wait for the silver spheres to finish forming. He charged the Engineer with primal rage.

“TIME TO DIE!” Angus roared, unleashing a storm of blows. Each strike sent shockwaves through the battlefield, the magic blade clashing against the Engineer’s strange cube with thunderous force.

But then the silver balls launched—whirling, shrieking, deadly. Angus snarled and shifted, forced to divert his fury into defense as the battlefield spiraled deeper into chaos.
 
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A weird hellish shrill, like the screams of the damned, came from the silver balls as they raced through the air. Spinning blades, or drills, or razor sharp edges forming on them as they ripped through the air at phenomenal speeds. Less than three inches across they were hard as hell to hit, and their speed didn’t help.

The cube in his hand shifted, forming a triangle, a sphere, and then a diamond like shape as The Engineer slowly stepped backwards under Angus’ onslaught. Chanting words of power the air distorted as he summoned something. With the cube defending him, he couldn’t use it to summon instantly, so was forced to do it by chanting.​
 
I’ve heard of blue balls… but silver balls?

The silver spheres were deceptively small—only two to three inches across—but lethally engineered. Some bristled with drills, others packed explosives, razors, or sinister syringes. They didn’t just kill; they invaded. A strike to the skull meant a drill boring into the brain. A hit to the torso could siphon every drop of blood in seconds.

They encircled Angus like vultures scenting death.

But Angus’ fury was volcanic, unrelenting. Whether it was Baphomet’s influence or pure, undiluted hatred for the Engineer, the Minotaur had lost all reason. He roared, spinning with primal force, and smashed two spheres mid-flight. A third darted toward his head, drill whirring—but Angus twisted, angling his horn with brutal precision. The tip pierced the sphere just beneath the drill. Sparks flew. The mechanism sputtered and died.

Five remained. They hovered, recalibrating, preparing to strike in unison.

Angus was seconds from death.

Then—heat. A sudden, searing glow enveloped the spheres, turning them red-hot. A curtain of water followed, hissing as it met the metal. The rapid quenching shattered the spheres, each one cracking open with a sharp pop.

“Heat metal,” Gem said coolly. “Simple spell. But effective.”

Angus didn’t hesitate. He charged, axe raised high, eyes locked on the Engineer. With a guttural roar, he brought the blade down in a savage arc. It cleaved into the metal cube, splitting it with a sickening crack.
 
As the cube split, the artifact detonated, sending both Angus and The Engineer against opposite walls in a blast the cracked the ground and ceiling and sent debris outwards in a blast that rained down on every one.

Laying on the floor, a bloody ruin of black blood and burned meat and bone the Engineer’s smiled weakly at Gem. “Should have asked who hired me,” he said as he died and his body disintegrated.​
 
Gem and Angus cut a deal

“I already know who hired you!” Gem replied right before The Engineer died. Gem looked over to Baphomet, who had watched the whole battle.

She stepped forward and with a steady voice said “Lord Baphomet. You see, I spoke the truth. The Engineer was part of the plot! Yeenoghu, that mangy dog, nibs at your heels! He hired the Engineer”

Baphomet snarling, with eyes blazing “You stink of weakness, whore. You speak of that dog, do you think I fear that vermin?”

Angus pulled himself off the wall, and approached Baphomet. “The threat is real — Minor demons, trying to acquire too much power for their station. They planned to twist the order of the abyss.”

Baphomet stepping closer, hid claws dragging sparks from the stone. “A non-minotaur of Baphomet dares speak of betrayal in my halls? You presume to warn me, like a lamb bleating at a storm.”

Angus meeting his gaze “Yes. The threat is not over. The leader of this threat is cunning. Allow my whore to find the true leader. And we shall have our answer on who leads this subversion!”

Baphomet pausing, his nostrils flaring “Cunning... is a coward’s weapon. Yet even cowards can gnaw at the ankles of titans.”

Gem added “We offer no allegiance. Only a chance to kill the threat before it festers.”

Baphomet was grinning, which was a grotesque display of fangs. “You will not leave this maze yet. If your words are true, you will hunt this traitor in my name. If they are false... the walls will feast on your bones.”
 
Stepping out of the Shadows M’Kael looked around before he pulled Ravyn and Magdalena out of the Darkness and into view. Just in time for Ravyn to slug him in the jaw.

“She has fire in her blood, but the walls will still feed if you fail.”

Shaking his head to recover his brain cells after the punch, M’Kael scowled at her. “What the fuck?”

“That’s for your hand…” Ravyn replied.

“Awe, can’t take a joke?” M’Kael snickered. “Was nice and firm though, and just squishy enough to be fun.”

“Of course I can take a joke, I deal with you.” Ravyn snapped, blushing.​
 
Aftermath

Baphomet faded away, but the last thing to disappear was his grotesque fangs.

“Did we just make a deal with Baphomet?” Angus asked, a bit in shock.

“I think so” Gem agreed

“What was the deal?” Angus asked

“Not really sure” Gem replied puzzled. She went over to Ravyn, M’Kael, and Magdalena “Are you all ok?” She asked.

Callo reappeared. The shadow dragon looked unharmed but did point to a pile of debris. “Better check on Angela, she needs your help”

Gem and Angus hurried over. Angus pulled away some rocks and bricks. Under them was a battered Angela. Gem cast a healing spell on her.

“That will stop the bleeding” Gem said aloud

“It did” Angela replied weakly. “I’ll need a few more spells. I’m a human again” Then she passed out.
 
“You think?!” Ravyn yelled. “Who fucking talks to a Demon LORD and doesn’t watch their mouth!”

“Now either you did, or did not make a deal. And I’m guessing from the expressions on your faces you did, but don’t know the terms of the deal.”

Exasperated Ravyn walked over to Angela with the others. Looking at the woman she did her own examination as Gem cast spells on her. “How did she become Human?”

M’Kael glanced over at Ravyn, wonder how fast she could change her attitude. She went from berating him to berating them to being concerned about Angela. Enough to give him whiplash. When he glanced at Magdalena, she just shrugged. “Not my problem.” she said.

“If you’ve made an unaware deal with Baphomet,” She said. “You’re fucked.”​
 
Dumb Ox

Angus reached down and felt Angela’s neck. “Yup, she is human again. She is warm to the touch.” He told everyone. Then he looked over to M’Kael “Hey, I’ll bet she is really good in bed now!”

“Angus!” Gem scolded the minotaur “Let’s not talk about our friend, who is unconscious, like she is some sex object!”

“I only have eyes for you” Angus said sweetly to Gem, but he gave M’Kael a little wink that suggested Angela was an object he’d love to have sex with!

“Ravyn, I’m afraid whatever the deal is, it involves you, and possibly the others are well. Baphomet departing words were “She has fire in her blood, but the walls will still feed if you fail.” In other word, you are part of the deal.” Gem explained. “But before you flip out again… everything is going to be ok. Whatever we agreed to do for the dumb ox is not important. Because I’m going to get us out of here now. Everyone hold hands… someone grab Angela’s. Ok here we go!” She said

They reappeared in the mist void they had been in before. Except it was actually a different misty void but no one but Gem knew that.

“See, no problem…” She said but something was not right.

“Problem” Callo said “Our souls are still in the maze. At least that is where mine is”

“Oh shit…” Gem suddenly realized Callo was right. Her soul was back in the maze. A ghostly apparition trapped in the abyss. Then she heard the snorting laughter of Baphomet. “OH SHIT” she gasped "I guess he is smarter than a dumb ox!"
 
Rolling her neck and shoulders as her skin began to burn and flack away Ravyn transformed into Ashmadae. “Oh that feels good. Thank you so very much,” he said looking at Gem. “That pestering bitch won’t shut up.”

“But now with her gone, I’m free to do as I wish. Unfortunately we’re in Hell and not on Earth. But that’s ok, I just need to find another sucker, and there’s one born every minute on Earth.”

“Ta, ta,” he said vanishing into the mist.

“You IDIOT!?” M’Kael screamed. “What the fuck did you do?” Looking at the spot where Ashmadae had vanished he wondered if he should chase him, or get more information.

Magdalena however was rolling her shoulders as she was filled with a white glow. “Yes, this is what it feels like when I’m not holding back.” Wings slide from her back, between sher shoulders and spine, as she reveled in the power of her Archon nature without her soul holding her back.​
 
WTF?

“I don’t know what just happened,” Gem said, eyes wide as she turned to M’Kael. “Ravyn’s soul is in the Abyss, but her body was here—intact, wards and protection spells included. I don’t understand how Ashmadae got free. His essence should still be trapped.”

“Do demons even have souls?” Augus asked, brow furrowed.

“I always thought demons were corrupted souls,” Gem replied. “So yes, probably. But then there’s Angela—the vampire. She believed she didn’t have one, even though I thought she did. Honestly? It’s murky.”

“What about Ravyn?” Augus pressed, his voice tight with concern.

“We’ll need a true resurrection spell to restore her body,” Gem said. “Her soul’s still in the Abyss. The good news? I think we managed to separate Ashmadae from her.”

“Okay… but where is he now?” Augus asked, still uneasy.

“I don’t know,” Gem admitted. “But even the strongest demon lords can’t cross dimensions at will. If he’s not in the Abyss, then he’s likely trapped here—in this void.”

Augus turned, his voice softening. “Magdalena, are you alright?”
 
“If the wards and spells were cast on Ravyn, would they stay with her soul?” M’Kael asked stepping away from Magdalena. “Were they all still on her body? She was gone so fast I didn’t look to see.

Magdalena turned to look at Angus, her eyes white as she gazed at him. “I’m fine. Normally I hold back. But now I don’t feel the need to do such a thing.” She replied to Angus as her wings slowly moved, lifting her from the ground more by a magic essence than a movement of air.

The blade in her hands glowed from within as well as their natures as Holy Weapons was revealed. “It’s so fulfilling to not be restrained anymore. I feel like I can do anything.”​
 
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It won't work

“Ok, we let’s go back to the campus. Find the demon that hired the engineer and sent those nasty hounds after us. With Magdalena all glowy… He’ll tells us everything he knows. I think there is someone behind him… but if not, we kill him and tell Baphomet. We get our souls back. Victory!” Gem reasoned.

“That sounds simple… but it will be hard and won’t work” Angus said

“I agree Angus” Callo added

“You two need to be more positive” Gem said

“Our track history on these plans has been pretty consistent.” Angus pointed out.

“What are you talking about?” Angela asked as she started to wake up.

“Our next plan” Gem explained

“It won’t work” Angela agreed with Callo and Angus

“M’Kael, Magdalena? what do you think?” Gem asked
 
“Personally, and you asked, we’re fucked.” M’Kael replied. “How do we find the demon that hired the Engineer?”

Looking at Gem he quipped, “I’m positive we’re fucked.”

“I am in concordance with the Party, your plan will not work. But I also admit that I have no alternative theories on how to gain access to that information.” Magdalena finally said.​
 
Gem

“Ok, that idea sucks. I have another two ideas… but I think they are even worse” Gem replied as everyone looked at her. “I use a contact other dimension spell to contact The Engineer. He is dead, but that spell can reach dead people. The Engineer must answer truthfully our question with one word... He would of coarse want to screw us over, however, we could promise to resurrect him if his information is valuable. The risk here is my sanity. I used the spell recently to bring Baphomet to our aid… I almost lost it. Twice in the same day seems risky.

My second idea is talking to the fire demon, Ashmadae. He is kind of stuck in this dimension and I should be able to talk to him via a sending spell. The risk here is his attack on us and he might not tell us anything.”
 
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