A bell rang, the loud screeching of its hollow shell rang throughout the school, indicating it was time for the clump of young adults that hung around the door like bees around a flower. The Boy's stood, momentarily forgetting they had been released from school. As the class funneled outside presumably towards their respective buses or cars and if they weren't being picked up and dropped off by either then they'd walk or bike home.
There were five kids near the back of the classroom, four of the five kids circled the final kid who knelt on the ground, his book bag a few feet away from its owner, a meek, pale-looking boy. The pale kid sported an all-black school uniform just like all his classmates but his uniform was tattered in some places and fully ripped in others, the shadowy bird perched atop an modern recreation of a 17th century castle that formed the insignia woven into its right shoulder and on its left breast pocket were the only things left undamaged in any way. The boy's body shook with pain and fear as one kid stepped forward, kneeling, and grabbed the collar of the uniform.
The black-haired boy was lifted from his seated position by another member of the circle; using some of his strength to stand upright as one of the girls that made up the circle spoke “Listen, if you try standing up to us, ANY of us then we will beat you more than this- a hell of a lot more than this, remember that you fucking rat.” the girl who had spoke was fairly tall in stature, around the height of the few venshiña in height, this girl known around the kingdom as its third princess; wearing the same all-black uniform the fearful boy wore on his body; her blonde hair moved ever so slightly as she walked, gray eyes watching, scanning Bell's cowering body while she raised her leg back, an odd, terrifying sensation filled the room as the other young adults all took a step back.
Frosty mist circulated around the room as ice slowly crept up her shoes exterior.
But before she could kick the little shit that decided to intervene in her ‘fun’ one of the people behind her tapped her shoulder, the girl whose leg was almost about to deliver the kick stopped moving; the guy continued
“Mar- I mean princess should we leave you here, with him? Not that we don't think you're strong or that you couldn't take on the one guy in the whole university that's part of those unpowered freaks.. it's just that last time we did this a few of us almost got suspended” his voice low and a bit jumpy while he spoke.
The Second princess of Astravia, Marlyne, looked back at those who followed her orders, a flash of irritation shimmering into her face; the look vanishing just as quickly as it appeared as she began to talk “If you're all so worried about getting caught then I suggest ,you lot go back to the castle while I deal with this .. Alone” Marlyne's voice was cold, disgust lacing her words as the abandoned prince and the beloved princess watched while the children of nobility exited the classroom. Turning back to the bloodsucker, marlyne's leg that had put itself back in a neutral position lifted in the air a second time.
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The leg that hung in the air snapped forward at Bell's chest as the kick connected a swift snapping sound as screams echoed throughout the room. Bell's face scrunched up while he fell on his side, tears filling his vision and wails of pain filling the almost empty classroom. Bell closed his eyes for a moment before snapping them open again, seeing her run off, leaving him alone with his pained whimpering to fill the silence.
Closing his pain filled eyes for a few seconds, the last thing he saw was someone running over to him, presumably calling out his name. Still, the boy couldn't tell his eyes seemed to be looking at something else entirely as his body went on autopilot for what looked to be minutes just crying his eyes out while clutching his chest and side, as seconds later bell felt the abrupt sensation of weightlessness before he was being cradled in the arms of his rescuer, he couldn't tell who they were or what their race was because of the tears filling his eyes but he made a promise right there and then to thank them as drifted off into unconsciousness.This mysterious savior ran as if their life depended on it, arriving at the school nurse's door before they banged the tip of their black shoe against the door enough to put a small hole in it. whomever did this to MY bell~ Oh when I find the person or people who dared to lay a finger on his beautifully pale skin I'll make them experience so much pain~. The figure that held Bell's lanky unconscious form thought while kicking another hole into the wooden door before multiple voices erupted in an array of emotions, one more vulgar than the others “Hey! fuckwit, stop messing up my goddamn door and don't use your–” a loud female voice yelled out as two more holes appeared in the door.
“Huh? Who's kicking holes in the door” one of the kids wondered out loud as she and the others inside the room watched the older woman angrily approach the rapidly breaking door, wood chips breaking under her boots while she stood near the door. Gripping the handle and swinging it open.
Murderous forest green eyes of their fair-skinned nurse laid upon the unconscious vampiric man and the female Zint’aarin that stood in the doorway; eyes lingering on the vampire a bit longer before they snapped back to the overall situation before her.
A bit of her brown hair covered a small portion of her left eye, a gloved hand brushed it out of the way while she turned, quickly scanning the room for an empty bed finding one in the right corner of the room next to a mini fridge “Go set the boy down over in the corner”