~Classes~

Rune was In class, casually sketching pictures of scythes and personifications of death. It was lunch time and as per usual no one was sitting by him, so he was alone just sitting there silently, the only noise was the pencil scratching against the paper. He paused. He could sense something was off in class looking around he stared at the class monitor, Bruce Nevada, suddenly he was inturupted with a sensation of emotions.

Pain

It Hurts

StopStopStopStopStopStopStopStopStopStopStopStop

STOP BITING ME!

And then Rune screamed and passed out.

~Nurse's Office; Rune's POV~

I wake up with a start. What was that? All I remember is looking at the class monitor and then they attacked me started biting me to death. What the actual fuck happened? I begin to think, it was probably another vision of some sort, but if thats the case why didn't the monitor actually attack me? Whenever I had visions before they were usually of my death, but the horrible part was that most of the visions came true. Slightly missing geting hit in the head with a flowerpot, Lightning striking the tree next to me, just because I decided to avoid it.

Now why would the Monitor bite me? Why? I couldn't think of an answer and layed on the nurses' bed. I decided to stay away from the Bruce, but whats the point? Everyone already avoids me, its not like the class monitor was my friend or anything. I try to think back on the vision, It was red, and kinda dark...the monitor had bloodshot eyes I think, and... That's all I remember. Dammit.

I get up and the nurse motions for me to leave, I've been here plenty of times I know the drill. This is the reason everyone avoids me, they think I'm insine, and for all I know It might actually be true. I get avoided at school, mainly because all of my visions scare the crap out of me, but as time went on I got used to them, and you could say they saved my life a few times. This time however I have no idea when the class monitor will try to attack me but I've got to be prepared to face that when it happens.

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I walk home and immedietly boot up my computer and search for lethal Martial Techniques. I know this sounds bad, but if the Class monitor tries to kill me, well they better be ready when I try to kill them back. Selecting a good one I begin to practice.

~One Week Later~

I've been getting the hang of the Palm Strikes, a technique meant for damaging internal organs in the least amount of movement. I'd say I'm pretty good at the movements but i have no idea how to test the power, but I keep trying to perfect it. Suddenly I feel another vision coming on.

Goddammit why now?

I see myself useing Palm Strikes against the class monitor and the technique is a lot more advanced, after the monitor falls down from the blow, and I run out to the hallway and grab a chair seemingly trying to break a window. Bruce gets up blood dripping from his mouth, and lunges to bite at my throat. Once he connects he ends up tearing my throat out, the vision ends and I'm left gasping for breath.

I decide to take up another technique becuase that vision was more vivid and horifying, maybe this time It's better to get some weapon proficiency.

~Two Weeks Later~

I've managed to pick up both the staff and spear training, I am in the process of creating my own style and I am actually happy, not with the dying vision, but with all the progress I am making I have a good hand to hand style and I am working on a great saff and spear technique. Practicing I swing the Staff around, although I hit only air I can almost feel the power in each if my strikes. I feel myself get another vision, Usually I fear them, but this time I want to see what will come of me with the new techniques I learned.

I'm Against the Class monitor as per usual, but there is bodies all over the ground, seemingly all dead I watch as the class monitor gets up and hobbles forward toward me, I Grap a broom and viciously smack the monitor in the side of the head hearing a loud crack noise as the monitor crashes to the gound I grab a notebook filled with entries and I see the date...June 14.

I snap out of the vision shocked. June 14th? Thats about a month away! I realize I dont have much time to prepare and I start to use my birthday savings to buy supplies.

~June 1st~

Using all of my savings and from begging my guardian for a couple thousand for a college fund I buy out a couple of storage facilities on the second floor of an apartment complex. Inside is a makeshift exectricity system I built with a bicycle, and tons of supplies. While I feel a little bad about lying I am waiting for the end of the world here. I haven't gotten any visions from the day I learned that Bruce would bite me, and I am guessing the reason is I am not going to school anymore, so that future is gone for me. I decided to write a diary and each day I am putting in my the details of each day.

I heard a new sickness is going around.