He Knew. He knew that this was the end. Afterall, He could see it's big, buldging red eyes. He knew his legs where shaking, his spine shivering, but he couldn't feel it. His mind was blank and his emotins were.... he didn't know where his emotions were. Scared maybe, frightened possiblly, surprised .... no, he knew this would eventually happen. He knew a long time ago, centuries ago infact. He knew what was about to happen, but it felt like years had gone by before it finally did. All he saw was a hulking slab of metallic substance, ripping through flesh and bone ..... his flesh and bone.
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"AHHH. F***" said Daniel Nonamov.
He had just swung open his locker door and now he was sitting in a puddle of putrid smelling flesh.
"DANIEL. watch. your. language"
Daniel turned towards the voice to find Mrs.Chapman, headed towards him with determined and brisk steps. She was a blonde haired, blue eyed beauty....not, she was just a wrinkled, old history teacher. Daniel was famous for saying that she tought history because she was alive for most of it. Mrs. Chapman was probably in her late 60's and early 70's. She had been a teacher in this school for longer than anybody remembered, including herself. When she started working here only physical records were kept, which were misplaced sometime in the past and all the staff was turned over several times since then.
For someone as old as Mrs.Chapman, she reached daniel with surprising speed and helped daniel up, with surprising strength. She quickly ducked into a nearby classroom to grab a roll of paper towel. Tearing off a large piece of paper, she started dabbing daniel's hands to clean them off.
"What have you done to yourself, child" She said in a scolding tone.
"I didn't do this, I opened my locker and this stuff came pouring out" Daniel retorted
"This stuff is sour milk, it probably expired a few weeks ago, by the smell of it" she said " and i guess it really wasn't completely your fault. looks like someone booby trapped your locker" while nodding towards Daniel's locker.
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In his locker, a can and some pieces of string could be seen. Quietly sighing Deniel said "I guess if anyone would be able to recognize a booby trap, it would be you, considering how you have lived through both of the world wars" a mechievious twinkle in Daniel's eyes.
" If you aren't careful young man, i will have to give you a weeks worth of detention" Mrs.Chapman said with a very hard look in her eyes but a slight upward curve on the corner of her lips. The look, however, achieved its purpose and quickly shut Daniel up.
"Come. Follow me" after cleaning up as much as a paper towel could. She led him to the showers and told him to clean up while she gets some clothes for him from the school 'lost and found' box and headed towards the staff room.
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I heard a quite mumbling from behind me which sounded suspiciously like 'Thank you ... old trout'. A smile crept on to my face, which was just as rare as Daniel's gratitude, before turning into a frown and twitching of my eyebrows. Pretending to not have heard, i quickly turned the corner, before stomping the ground. He was my student afterall, and i didn't want to seem immature in front of him. This kid was extremely infuriating, i hated being called old, but he insisted on making old jokes when ever i was around him. sigh~ I cant be too angry at him though. Despite all the infuriating things he does, I still liked him because i knew why he acted the way he does. The news of his brother's death had hit him hard, when he first recieved the news of his brother's death he didn't attend school for the next 2 weeks, which is pretty normal, but when he came back to school his attitude and mannerism had changed. He always had a permanent smirk on his face, and he started to say jokes and pranks, especially on me. I know I look old but he doesn't have to bring it up all the time ~ugh.
If i ever get back, i will kill maxine for messing up the circle. I am older than what Daniel thinks, I should be somewhere around 250 years old now, but i can't be sure because of the circle debacle back in Elderia. It may be old for earthlings, but for us I am still in my prime. Converting to earthling age I would be around 34-38 years old.
When i got teleported to earth due to a faulty teleportation circle, my mana started dispersing into earth's atmosphere like air disperses in a vaccum. over the last 50 years, i have slowly collected mana back from earths low mana atmosphere and costantly forcing it to stay within me. Leaving me in my current situation, I hope i get my powers and mana back, once i get to my own world. Reaching back to the showers, i knocked on the door and hung some clothes on the door knob for Daniel.