My Superhero Academy: Crisis of Infinite Reboots

Yard

Alex looked momentarily startled at Mahvash's sudden touch. Nonetheless, they dried their eyes on the handkerchief.

"Okay," the two opposite sex clones said in unison.

Alex realized at this point that there were two of them walking around and acting like grown up versions of the twins from the Shining, but that was a secondary concern right now. The two went and escorted Dawn to the... school counselor? Does this school have one of those? In any case, they took them somewhere inside the school, away from where the apparently not-quite murder took place. They also proceeded to explain to Dawn, in their own weird clone-speechy way, that the werewolf was apparently some sort of apparition, monster, or otherwise not a real person and that she shouldn't beat herself up over this. For all the good that would do

Eventually, the Alex duo went dashing together through the school, trying to find any of the other lost teachers.

Edited by HilarityEnsues on Dec 2nd 2018 at 2:32:45 PM

Nurse's Office

"Hm." Nurse Hello looked Dante over before shaking her head as though there were nothing else to do. "Sorry, but this ain't a Nurse thing. This is more of a spirit-magic-mindfuck thing. Your best bet is gonna be Doctor Bozo. Not sure if he'll be in his office though. Most of the teachers are trying to scout for any werewolves, just in case they're on campus. Though I guess they are! But I guess the only thing to do is try."

She took a look at Ellie's arm. "That though is totally something I can do!" She spat into her hands and began rubbing it on Ellie's arm like a salve. Normally doing so would be incredibly gross and would violate every single medical code known to man, but rather than infecting Ellie with only God knows what, it instead began to rapidly cure Ellie's wound, healing it in a matter of seconds. "All better!"

Schoolyard

Kilgore had been getting his bearings for the better part of the last minute or two, but as the frozen werewolf bits vanished off the field in a shadowy flame, he finally took action. "I guess congratulations are in order. Honestly, I'm not sure I would've been able to handle that thing on my own. I think even Saint would've had trouble with it. So thanks. You did good."

He took another gulp of water from his waterbottle before letting everyone else on the field have it. "That said. When I told you all to stay put, I meant it. You all could've gotten yourselves killed! But I guess this isn't the time for that. Last I checked, some of the teachers were still dealing with some other werewolves, all of 'em just like this one. With any luck they've already taken care of them, but I've still got to make sure. In the meantime, you all go back to the dorms. We'll talk when this is over." With that he was gone, disappearing in his ususal vortex of black.

Given how busy the nurse is, Sally chose to walk back to the dorms. She went quietly without a word. As she walked, she reflects on what happened. Her non-cyborgnetics felt sick due to the stress. "Where is Armada? I hope she is okay. If anything bad was to happen to h- no, I can't just jump to worse case scenario. Also, my mistake. I expect to be scolded for that. I just hope Kilgore, Ellie and the other students in the battle won't be too angry. Also, I think I am starting to get low on energy. I need to relax at the dorms. Plus, I want to know how the others are doing."

DORMS

Sally made to the dorms. She sits by the entrance and holds her knees close to her chest with one of her arms. Realizing how things are now, she grabs her phone and trys to call Armada with her free arm.

Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Dec 2nd 2018 at 7:49:42 AM

Dante – Nurse's Office

   ...Kill...maim...destroy.....per l'amor di Dio...I...hate...this...   , Purgatorio Dante said.

   These three words were everywhere in that beast's mind...moving in an unpredicable pattern...and now...there inside...   , Dante explained, his voice starting become more and more crazy.

He held his head, looking nightmarishly scared.

   These words are.INSIDE.MY.MIND!!   , he shouted,    I see them everywhere, with opened eyes and closed eyes...I WILL ALWAYS SEE THEM IF DON'T SOMETHING!!!   , he screamed crazily, before assuming a fetal-like stace and mumbling twistedly:   ...Kill...maim...destroy...kill...maim...destroy...   

Shane

As Shane got ready to head off back to the dorm, he announced outloud to everyone still in the area, "Alright, if any of you found that as fucked as I did, maybe you wanna come and chat about it, parse out what happened, get some theories going...maybe over dinner? How about it?"

He was not about to just leave this be for the grown ups, not when he put in so much effort capturing the werewolves. Granted this was a case of disobeying authority, but in this case he followed a simple rule; don't follow orders when your leader is being a daft c—-you know.

He considered what in all had happened.

Perry got scarred and basically fell unconscious from the horror of the experience, Mikael was revealed to be honestly kind of a conceited dickbag through interaction with the loud girl, and Ashie-Bashie...well, that was all kind of already on the table.

Shane decided to go ahead and look up this dark cloaked figure - see if anyone had sightings of a dark hooded figure wearing a medallion or item on the wrist.

Anyone could tell that this was gonna put a stake through the heart of the idea of a normal school year...he just hoped some people didn't try to enforce that normalcy.

Schoolyard

Iona had been ready to cast her spell as Felicity froze the werewolf solid. But then Dawn came in out of nowhere, her fist shattering it into pieces, and Iona let the Elemental Energy go. It was useless now.

"I knew it..."

Iona folded her arms, swiveling on her heels and walked away.

"Always getting in my way."

Tunnel

Bellpepper suddenly vanished with a burst of feathers, leaving the faint scent of smoke in the air.

Outside Dorms

Iona leaned against the wall of the dorms, pulling out the Grimoire Iridescent and reading through it in silence.

Edited by UndyingPhoenix on Dec 2nd 2018 at 9:12:27 PM

... - Felicity Shepherd

As the odd magic disappeared from her icy containment, Felicity sighed and let the ice be, hearing Kilgore both praise and admonish everyone for what had transpired. She took in the new information - some of the teachers were still dealing with some other werewolves, all of 'em just like this one - as Kilgore bounced once again to check on the rest of the staff. Dawn had been taken to seek support staff for her mental breakdown with others guiding her over. The previously chaotic yard was now emptying, everyone leaving not with a sense of triumph but trauma, worry, or bitterness.

The latter-most including Iona, who Felicity heard muttering under her breath as she left. Always getting in my way... The scene was chaos enough that it could've applied to anyone, but Felicity decided not to dwell on who. What was more important was determining who set the teachers up against the shadow wolves. Felicity followed after, finding the elementalist perched against the wall buried in her book.

...

"...would it be possible to trace magic back to its source?" Felicity imagined that Iona wouldn't care much for apologies, explanations, or justifications to the events that transpired so she decided to cut straight to the point. "I don't know much about magic, but whatever attacked Kilgore seemed to be an illusion or a shadow or apparition... well, something other than flesh and blood even though it pretended to be. I figured if anyone would know how to find the caster or creator, it'd be you."

...

"...If you can and if you will, I'll stay out of your way. Better that than making another mess of things..."

Outside Dorms

Iona closed her eyes as Fluffy came up and spoke to her, and it was looking as if she would totally ignore her...but with a sign, she spoke. After all, Felicity wasn't the cause of her anger.

"...I suppose it would be possible, yes. Perhaps by following the flow of Elemental Essence."

She turned the endless pages of the tome in her hands, finally stopping.

"Let's see...ah, here. It's possible, but I'd need more to go on, like a vague description of whoever might be responsible. By attaching a visual culprit to whoever might be responsible, it will drastically lower the amount of paths and people to follow."

With a soft thud, the book closed and vanished of its own accord, leaving Iona with a frown.

"What a fickle thing...but yes, a lot of people call upon the flow of Elemental Energy, so having an image of roughly who should help."

She fell silent for a bit.

"...And it wasn't you who was in my way. You did well, admittedly."

Edited by UndyingPhoenix on Dec 3rd 2018 at 10:17:29 PM

Dorms - Rebecca

Rebecca paced around her dorm room in frustration. She felt so useless! She wished she could go out there and help her classmates, but she knew that was the wrong move. For one, Mr. Killgore had told them all to stay put, regardless of how few of them had actually listened. More importantly, though, her presence outside would actively make things worse.

One whiff of Rebecca and all chance of reasoning with the werewolves would be out the window. And then she'd probably be killed as every werewolf in the yard ganged up on her. That would be literally the opposite of helpful.

With a sigh, Rebecca lied down on her bed and idly formed a ball of filth into different shapes. She really hoped her classmates were okay out there. She'd never be able to live with herself if one of them got seriously hurt while she was sitting around.

Iris was terrified. She wasn't a fighter, she never had been. Most of her formative years had been spent using her wide range of sight to hide from bullies. She was absolutely not ready or willing to risk her life fighting werewolves.

So when her classmates ran out to confront said intruders, Iris had run off in the opposite direction, and returned to her dorm room, where she proceeded to hide under her bed. At first, she had been using her x-ray vision to watch the fight, but it was so intense that she was soon just closing her eyes and praying for it to end.

She thought she heard people in her dorm's common room at one point, but didn't investigate, just in case it was werewolves who had gotten into the dorms. Hopefully this ended soon, and hopefully it wasn't the werewolves who found her.

Hallway

Karl thought about it for awhile. "I do want to be able to show people my feelings." he said, looking down at where she sprawled next to him. "However, I still find it very hard to do so. I shall almost definitely need some practice and time."

He paused for a bit, then looked back at her. "Would you like to continue our game? I realize now that it was probably an excuse for you to politely leave after I had accidentally made you uncomfortable, which I apologize for, but I turned the Air Conditioner on." He offered.

Sam had decided to work in something on his laptop. Not much, but something to keep his mind busy.

The screams and noises of the battlefield felt so far from them, it was as if it they were in another world. Nothing else mattered, not their armies, not their cause, nor the fire and smoke filling the destroyed city.

As the steel clashed once again, the battle came to its end. A vicious slash, a flash of crimson, and a body fell to the floor, as it went completely still.

It was over. The personal war was over.

Sam laughed at himself. Why did he even write that? Well, it's not like he wanted to publish it. But it could help with stress relief.

Saving, he wondered how things were going for the rest. He could only hope they were fine. Feeling useless wasn't something he liked.

Ryuu, on the other hand, was in his room working out. Hanging on, with several things tied to his legs, he was doing pull ups, grunting as he continued trying to keep his mind from wandering.

Come on He thought Let the burn take them away

The Dorms

Ash inwardly sighed in relief. And almost immediately cursed thereafter as she realised Karl wasn't an idiot either. For someone so emotionally stagnated he picked up on social cues faster than she thought he would. Though her less—than—subtle embarrassment would probably have been noted by anyone with an IQ over 4.

“Sure, man. Still haven't finished kicking your ass,” she smirked, hopping back up onto her feet and hauling him up with her with a surprised grunt of exertion. Christ he was heavier than she thought.

“Y'know, you're alright man. I know you've got your problems—an' I know you know you got problems—but, s***; I ain't much better either. So excluding all that, you're probably the only person here so far who I've had fun talking to. Apart from Prickface and that's because we're both assholes and it's #$&%ing hilarious.”

I need to talk to that guy while I got my head on straight. Like proper talk to him. #$&%ing pin him down if I have to. Wait, he might get off on that. #$&%.

“So er... how d'you think the others are doing? We should probably go count heads at some point soon. 'Cause there's been a lotta rumblings and I ain't seen anyone yet. Though...” she trailed off, looking around.

“...I don't actually know where the #$&% we are. Half-expecting the Goblin King to show up now. Christ this place is huge.”

Edited by Enirboreh on Dec 3rd 2018 at 10:05:56 AM

Nurse's Office

"Yeah, that... figures." Ellie rubbed the back of her neck with her freshly-healed arm. She stared down at the quivering form of Dante, hearing the words spill from his lips. Kill, maim, destroy. He sounded like... like a demon, Ellie realized.

"I'll go find Doctor Bozo, then. Keep an eye on him. I don't want to risk warping with him in case it, I don't know, reacts badly to hostile magic. And this'll be faster, anyway."

She vanished in a crackle of lightning.

Tunnel

Thank god. Mikael let out a breath as Perry updated them. No one is a killer, today. It's just an illusion, just a trick.

As his comrades started to leave - leaving Mikael and Top alone with the damn wolves, a show of trust for the pack that he hoped wouldn't come back to metaphorically or literally bite them - Ellie popped back into existence.

"Hey, Mi-mi!" She gave him a quick kiss. "I don't know if you know, but a bunch of the staff have been fighting werewolves. Except they aren't wolves but shadow... clone... things?"

"Yeah, Perry told us." Mikael replied. Ellie looked grim.

"Well, that's not all. Dante, the mask guy, tried to do... something, to one of the shadow-wolves minds. It backfired. Hard. He's like... possessed, by something. Something telling him maim, kill, destroy over and over. I'm about to get Bozo, just wanted to let you know. Kilgore might be awhile."

"Eh," Mikael smiled confidently. "I can stay here all day, if I have to. Dante's more important, anyway."

"Right." Ellie nodded. "Stay safe, love!"

She vanished again, and Mikael turned back to Orthus.

"I don't know if you caught that, Orthus, but it looks like someone is trying to frame your pack for assault. Some kind of shadow-monsters. Don't suppose you'd know who could be behind it? Maybe the shadow-man?"

Ellie appeared outside the office (teleporting directly into any place frequented by Bozo could have some... weird, side effects), and pounded on the door.

"Dr Bozo, are you there? A student's been possessed by something, and we could really use your help!" She called out.

If she didn't receive a response, she'd force the door open if she had to.

Edited by kagescorpionakki on Dec 3rd 2018 at 5:20:30 AM

"Hate to agree with Old Scratch there, but it really sounds like you've been had." Top stated. "This friend of yours sounds like anything but," he paused a moment, as if searching his vocabulary for more respectable words. He didn't want suggest that the pack was being brainwashed by some man in black via a glowing whatever it was. "You seem like a reasonable leader, so whatever happens after this, please at least consider looking into it."

Oliver nodded when Ellie disappeared. Looking after Dante shouldn't prove to be too difficult a task. His mind was full of questions, but Dante was hardly in condition for a Q and A.

Bozo's Office

As soon as Ellie called out, the door to Bozo's office flew open with a bang. A large, mighty werewolf flew out before slamming against the wall. As it fell to the floor, it began to turn into shadowy flame, slowly but surely dissipating into nothingness.

Once the werewolf was gone, a strong, whispy voice called out to Ellie, beckoning her to come in. "Ah. Ellie, isn't it? Excellent timing. I just finished cleaning up. Come in, won't you?"

Bozo's office was a bastion of juxtaposition. On one side of the room were shelves filled with stacks of books on almost every subject imaginable. It almost seemed neverending. And on the other were cabinets stocked up with nothing but the finest booze. A fountain of knowledge on side and and barrels of booze on the other. It was quite the image. And the strings of talismans and charms strewn throughout the room only added to it.

Bozo himself was standing or rather floating in the middle of it all. He was a short, stocky man dressed in baggy brown pants, a ratty white undershirt, and a long, booze-stained trenchoat. His grey beard reached well past his shirt and was as shaggy as a dead rat, and the same could be said of his hair. But his brown, hazy eyes were filled with infinite clarity and wisdom. Though the same couldn't be said of his breath.

"Well, child? What seems to be the trouble? I suspect it has something to do with one of your classmates, as well as with these infernal beings of shadow. But I'd prefer to hear it from your own lips first."

"Possibly," said Orthus to Mikael. "The more that I attempt to piece everything together, the more it seems that he only helped us in order to further his own goals. Whatever they may be. Which means that in the end, we were nothing but dogs. Dogs led around like pups on a leash!" He slammed his fist into the tunnel wall, growling with fury. "Damn it all."

For a moment, it seemed as though Armada would never answer no matter how many times Sally dialed and redailed her number. The phone continued to ring. And ring. And ring still. All while Sally's heart (mechanical or not,) raced. Until at long last, her adoptive mother finally picked up.

"Sally? That you? Oh thank God! Sorry kiddo! Kinda busy. Just got finished kickin' this werewolves' ass. You good? Your parts aren't overworking themselves, are they? Wouldn't be suprised. Klankybottoms always puts the damn screws in wrong. Anyway, you're in the dorms, right? Please don't tell me you actually went out there."

Edited by kkhohoho on Dec 3rd 2018 at 8:01:23 AM

Perry woke up, swimming out of unconsciousness just in time to hear Orthus' rant. She dragged herself over to him on all fours, finally hugging him to get him to calm down.

"Please not be angry. I hug, make you feel better. Can we be friends?" she asked quietly, with sorrow in her eyes.

Sally almost cried when she heard Armada's voice. It felt like a massive weight was lifted off her shoulders. A few tears of joy ran down her face. "I'm so glad to hear you're okay! I was so worried for you when I heard none of the teachers were responding. I was afraid for you. I'm uninjured, though I think I am low on energy. Now, don't be concerned but, I did fight a werewolf but, I was with others and the werewolf was attacking Kilgore and a fellow student. I'm so happy to hear from you and again, I am glad to hear you are okay. I am in the dorms in currently." Sally trembled but, that was fine being able to hear her foster mother's voice.

Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Dec 3rd 2018 at 6:15:45 AM

Bozo's Office

Ellie gratefully entered the doctor's bizarre-looking office. She briefly wondered if he'd be willing to part with some of his booze. She figured Bozo must have the good stuff. But this wasn't the time. She explained the situation quickly.

"Kilgore was fighting another one of those shadow-werewolves. There's also a pack of non-shadow werewolves here, they popped up by the dorms, but they didn't fight us, just asked to see a teacher. A couple of us students went to get Kilgore so he could talk to them, and that's when we saw him fighting and tried to help."

She nervously twirled a strand of hair with her finger, in the same fashion Mikael would fiddle with his locket. A habit she'd picked up from him. "Dante, he has these magical masks. One of them lets him look into people's minds, apparently, and he used it on the shadow-wolf-thing. He... whatever he saw, it's, like, possessing him now. Telling him to 'kill, maim, destroy'. He's in the Nurse's Office right now and I think he's getting worse over time. But you can help him, right?"

Tunnel

As Orthus' rage began to subside, he felt something small grabbing his leg. Or rather, it was hugging. He looked down only to see Perry hugging it like a teddy bear, desperate to get him to cool his head. Upon seeing her clinging to him like a sad little puppy, he couldn't bring himself to be mad at what had happened any longer. Or at himself.

He kneeled down, gently petting Perry on the head like a pup as though she were one of his own. "I am sorry, little one. I did not mean to worry you. If I did, I apologize. But you have a point. I remember something I heard once long ago: 'Hate is always foolish, and love is always wise.' I was so caught up in my crusade that I had almost forgotten what those words truly meant. And so, thank you for reminding me. And as for your question, I see no reason why we cannot be friends. In fact, you almost remind me of myself when I was your age. I suppose that was also something I had forgotten."

"'Don't be concerned?'" said Armada. "Of course I'm gonna be concerned! My own daughter went and fought a fucking werewolf! I mean, on the one hand that's awesome, my own daughter fought a fucking werewolf! But on the other hand, my own daughter FOUGHT A FUCKING WEREWOLF! What if you got yourself killed?! Christ. 'Teenage Death Squad', my fucking lord." She sighed, almost seeming to deliberately take a moment to compose herself. "Look, I'll be over there soon as I can. Just gotta make sure none of the other teachers need any help. In the meantime, stay put, 'kay?"

"I see." Bozo took a shot of whiskey, his fair flowing as he himself seemed to be no less sober despite his breath ever worsening. "Yes, I thought I sensed something from that creature. Something dark. Something that threatened to tear at the very fabric of my mind if I dared so much as enter it beyond the barest surface. And also something familar. But that can wait. If someone has somehow tapped into one of those creatures, than the results will prove catosphric if left unchecked. In any case, I should be able to help him. Providing he isn't too far gone already. I will meet you there shortly. I hope you can get yourself there, I trust." And with one booze-colored space-time dimensional blast surrounding him, he was gone.

Nurse's Office

Bozo arrived in the nick of time. Dante had continued to worsen, growing ever more feral and deranged like a rabid dog. "This must be the one." He closed his eyes and placed his hands on Dante's head, muttering to himself as he did so. Suddenly, both Dante and Bozo began to lean back as a dark shadow filled Dante's eyes, swirling around before it left him completely. Dante collasped in a heap as Bozo's eyes filled with that same shadow. As soon as it did, a large puff of foul smoke erupted from his sinuses, filling up the hall before exiting through the nearest window. For all intents and purposes, Dante had just been excorised.

"There. That should have cleasned his spirit of anything that did not belong there. He should be alright. He may still feel somewhat queasy or even somewhat depressed for a short while, but given some sleep, he should feel right as rain. I'd suggest taking a gin and tonic to calm his nerves, but I suppose that's out of the question."

Dante – Nurse's Office

After a while, Ellie returned to the office with a strange looking man who looked like a freaking hobo to him.

The hobo placed a hand on Dante's head, and then—

   aaaAAAAh. aaaaAAAAAAAHHHHH!   , he screamed as he was going to reach his eyes, as if he was going to rip them out of their sockets.

But the exorcism ended. And he collapsed.

   *Pant*oh dear...*Pant*I would have never thought that I would get possesed...*Pant*while trying...*Pant*to possess someone...*Pant*   , he said, laying on the floor, panting, looking pale as heck.

After getting off the phone, Sally sits in the dorm lobby, keeping her knees to her chest. "I figured she would concerned. I probably should have just stayed at the dorms. Well, I know for next time. The most important thing now is that most of us are safe." Sally thinks to herself. She looks down at her palms. "I need to learn to control my blasts next time and not get so emotional. I'll just wait for Armada to get here. Maybe I can talk things out with her later." Sally sits in the dorm lobby, waiting for her mother.

Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Dec 3rd 2018 at 10:45:21 AM

"Yaaaaaay," Perry cheered quietly, burying her face into Orthus' fur. She finally stopped hugging him to sit in front of him.

"You and friends can come school with me. I not mind. Think that people learn about each other first before judge. So school good, and you learn about people from their view. And we can talk things out," she offered. Perry gave a start before turning to look at the pack.

"Jaqcues bit somebody. I hope they okay. School has nurse. Fix people good. Whoever hurt should go to nurse," she announced shakily.

"I glad nobody hurt too bad. Except in head," Perry finished, looking up at Orthus and awaiting his answer.

"Guess it works both ways," Oliver said. "Glad you're ok. Don't push yourself though." He took a moment to examine the old man. They didn't call him "Bozo" for nothing, but Bozo or not, he seemed very good at his job. "What was that thing? Some kind of demon?" Oliver asked. The pair in Class one hadn't pulled anything like that off.

Hong Jian spoke to Perry and Orthus. "It is still too soon to take Orthus' words for granted. It would be best if you and your werewolf friends peacefully to the academy. If anyone can sort this mess out, I'm sure it's the Saint Foundation."

Dorm

Well, searching for the other teachers wasn't proving to be fruitful. Figured, they didn't exactly know what they were doing. Alex eventually stopped and went back to their dorm. It hadn't been a very long day, but it certainly felt like it. Both male and female Alex went in their dorm and plopped themselves onto the bed. They then sent a text to Perry and Felicity.

Hey there. I know we've all been through a lot today and well... I think I'm going to stay in the dorm while this werewolf business is going on. My powers are kind of acting up right now, so I think I'd just be a liability in combat at the moment. If you need me for anything else, don't hesitate to let me know. Stay safe.