Elfen High (IC)

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel stood up, as did the rest of the students and teachers, now eagerly talking about how the first day of school was, and heading back to their dorms.

[New East Ireland]

Below this school is what you seek. Great wisdom and great power.
Damian chuckled silently, as he walked back to his dorm. Whatever the hell it was, he would find it. He decided he would set out at mid night to discover what it was. He knew if wasn't just some school prank. As he opened the door to his dorm, he saw Calliel, who had probably just arrive. 'Oh. Hey Calliel', he said.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel nodded. "Hello, my friend." he said, entering their dorm. "How does it fare for you?"

[Ameriganastan]

Finally picking the stubborn chunk of fork from his teeth, Laz stood up, glancing around at the other students. That weird voice he had heard earlier was still bothering him. But not bothering him enough to care.

Let other people worry about weird, spooky voices. My head hurts.

Shoving past anyone in his way, he wondered back to his room, setting the door he kicked off the hinges back up so no one could see into his room. Letting out a deep breath, a pair of sinister looking horns extended from his head.

"Ah. Much better. This damn disguise makes my horns ache after a while."

[New East Ireland]

'Im good', Damian said, as he sat on his bed. 'Listen, Calliel. I heard this noise in my head earlier. It said, "Bellow the school is what you seek. Great wisdom and great power." Did you hear it too?'

[Nightkill the Emperor]

'Im good', Damian said, as he sat on his bed. 'Listen, Calliel. I heard this noise in my head earlier. It said, "Bellow the school is what you seek. Great wisdom and great power." Did you hear it too?'

Calliel shook his head. "I am afraid I did not." he said. "And if I did not, you probably did not as well. Angels are better at detecting magic then humans are."

[Olthar]

Pari walked out of the auditorium, quickly making her way outside. She'd been sitting in that uncomfortable chair for too long and really needed to stretch her legs, and wings. After exiting, instead of heading to the dorms like the rest, she went around the corner of the building. With no one watching, she dismissed her illusionary disguise and stopped suppressing her racial invisibility. Instantly disappearing from view, Pari took off and started flying around the school, smiling as she felt the wind in her hair.

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Hanging around out back, Whiskers tracked down a number of rats and other rodents, asking each of them if they'd seen anything strange lately. Most had nothing to offer, but he eventually came upon a small white mouse who said something quite interesting.

"<Anything strange? Why, yes I have seen something weird,>" the mouse said, "<In fact, just a little while ago, I was in the basement looking for some spare twine, when one of the humans came down and began looking around. Then, she pulled out some sort of crystal. It was really pretty, but then the strangest thing happened: it grew legs and started to walk around! I had no idea what was going on! I started running out of there, but before I got out, I heard a loud crack. When I went to look, a section of the wall had just come right off and was lying on the floor! Then, the human and the walking crystal went into the hole. After that, I got out of there as fast as I could.>"

Whiskers knew it. There was definitely something fishy going on around here. He didn't know who that woman could be, but he knew he had to find out what was going on. Sending out a feeling of alarm through his empathic link with Pari, he called out to her.

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After only flying for a few minutes, Pari felt Whiskers calling out to her. Quickly, she angled down and flew towards where the feeling was coming from. Landing and once again suppressing her invisibility, she picked the rat up.

"<What is it? What's wrong?>" She asked with concern.

Whiskers smirked, "<I told you. I told you something was going on.>"

"<What do you mean?>"

Whiskers repeated the story that the mouse had told him, adding in that he suspected that whoever the woman was, she was clearly magical of some kind and that they should check it out.

"<Investigate it? I told you we should just let the teachers handle this,>" Pari stated, "<Though I suppose we could always tell them about it.>"

Whiskers was about to say something, but a stern expression from Pari silenced him before he could even open his mouth.

Pari sighed, "<And I just ended my disguise.>"

Casting another illusion on herself, she walked back into the school to track down the Vice Principal and tell him about the basement.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Crowley was taking a drink of some wine in his office, grumbling about the screw up he made. And watching it on YouTube. Some smart-ass kid had a smartphone, recorded it, and now he was a YouTube sensation.

Damn.

He then tore his eyes from the video, and glanced at the girl who appeared in his office door. "Hello, are you visiting a relative, little girl?" he asked, then realized this was the student the teachers had told him about, the short one. "Sorry-Pari, isn't it?- I thought you were the little sister of some student here." he said, looking embarrassed.

"What can I do for you?"

[New East Ireland]

'Im good', Damian said, as he sat on his bed. 'Listen, Calliel. I heard this noise in my head earlier. It said, "Bellow the school is what you seek. Great wisdom and great power." Did you hear it too?'

Calliel shook his head. "I am afraid I did not." he said. "And if I did not, you probably did not as well. Angels are better at detecting magic then humans are."

Damian shook his head. 'No, I heard something. I'm heading out at midnight to see what it was. You're an angel right? I could use you', Damian said, as he already reached into his bag. From it, he pulled out a sword, still in its sheath, and placed it on the bed.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel shook his head. "I am afraid I did not." he said. "And if I did not, you probably did not as well. Angels are better at detecting magic then humans are."

Damian shook his head. 'No, I heard something. I'm heading out at midnight to see what it was. You're an angel right? I could use you', Damian said, as he already reached into his bag. From it, he pulled out a sword, still in its sheath, and placed it on the bed.

"How did you get that into the school?" Calliel asked, his tone remaining neutral and relaxed.

[Olthar]

Crowley was taking a drink of some wine in his office, grumbling about the screw up he made. And watching it on YouTube. Some smart-ass kid had a smartphone, recorded it, and now he was a YouTube sensation.

Damn.

He then tore his eyes from the video, and glanced at the girl who appeared in his office door. "Hello, are you visiting a relative, little girl?" he asked, then realized this was the student the teachers had told him about, the short one. "Sorry-Pari, isn't it?- I thought you were the little sister of some student here." he said, looking embarrassed.

"What can I do for you?"

Pari didn't really care much about Mr. Crowley's comment as she's gotten used to being so small compared to the humans. Instead, she simply stated what she was here for.

"Well, Mr. Crowley, there's something I have to tell you, and I figure it's probably important. You see, my rat told me..."

Pari then proceeded to explain how Whiskers found a mouse who told him about the events that transpired in the basement, though she didn't add in Whisker's assumption that the woman was probably magical, just letting the story speak for itself.

"...And I just thought that you should probably know about it."

Finished, she waited for a response, hoping Mr. Crowley wouldn't just think she was crazy for the whole "my rat told me" thing.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Crowley listened attentively, not interrupting and letting the girl speak. He nodded at the end. "Good job telling me about it then. I just have a question.

"A rat?" asked the mage in some disbelief, before remembering some people had animal familiars. But it would be good to see how much this girl knew about magic.

Come to think of it, she WAS unusually short...

[New East Ireland]

Damian shook his head. 'No, I heard something. I'm heading out at midnight to see what it was. You're an angel right? I could use you', Damian said, as he already reached into his bag. From it, he pulled out a sword, still in its sheath, and placed it on the bed.

"How did you get that into the school?" Calliel asked, his tone remaining neutral and relaxed.

Damian pointed to the hilt of the sword. 'A charm', he said, 'It makes the sword able to conceal itself.' He attached the sheath to his belt. 'Are you coming with me?'

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Calliel gave a nod. "I suppose I should. Lord Michael requested I keep an eye on supernatural activity, and this seems to fit that description." he said.

[Olthar]

Pari blushed a bit, embarrassed that he did end up asking about it.

"Yeah. My pet rat, Whiskers," she said, picking him up off her shoulder to show Mr. Crowley.

She hoped that he would be satisfied with her simply pointing out that she had a rat, as she honestly had no idea what sort of excuse she could come up with as to why she can talk to him.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Crowley paused for a moment. "How did your rat talk to you?" he asked. It looked like an ordinary rat to him, but he was a mage teaching at a school built over a dragon, so he couldn't talk.

[Olthar]

Crap...What in the world am I going to say? What can I say?

Pari paused for several moments trying to come up with an answer.

"It's a...uh...religious thing. Yeah, the people from my island can talk to animals. It's a gift from our gods," she said nervously.

Even if he didn't believe it, Pari figured he wouldn't press the issue. In her stay in the human world she'd found that questioning religion is a major faux pas among the humans, so it, hopefully, would stop him.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

"There's no religion that gives people physic powers," said Crowley. "Now...what species are you? By your short height, and ability to communicate with animals, I'm guessing fairy. They tend to be able to do that, though those are the nicer varieties. The meaner ones are hell to deal with." he said casually, as though they were discussing tea flavors.
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Down in Hell, a few demons stood in a circle, staring at the center of it and concentrating hard. There was a coffin in the middle of the circle, and flashes could be seen from inside it, and crackling of electricity could be heard.

Finally, the demons collectively sighed. Dents began to appear in the coffin, and then the lid was destroyed. And by destroyed, the narrator would like to mean blown into a million tiny pieces, which then blew away and scattered across the room.

"FREE!" crowed the being that escaped, landing on the ground. It wore medieval steel armor, with slits for angelic wings to poke through, and the eyeholes showed eyes that were pure blue with no pupils. It glanced at where it was. It was a large, well-decorated room of a mansion. Then it realized some handcuffs had appeared on it's legs, binding it still to the coffin.

"Hello." said Azazel calmly, walking into the room. "Skipping the pleasantries, I have summoned you here to-"

"NOBODY SUMMONS THE METATRON!" the being roared, trying to blast the Demon Lord into oblivion, and somehow failing.

"...Then it pleases me to be the first."

"Azazel..." the being, the Metatron, growled in hatred. "Why have you summoned me? Why can I not end your miserable existence?"

Azazel looked at the fallen angel, who was so feared and despised that it was decided that the Metatron would be sealed away in a coffin forever...

Though 'forever', in Azazel's opinion, meant 'until I need it.'

"A simple ritual. I used my mages to release you from your prison, and now you are obedient to me." he said simply. "And I need you to do me something, and then I may free you."

The Metatron glared at the Demon Lord. "Speak then, demon."

Azazel nodded. "There is a human school called Elfen High..."

[Olthar]

Pari stared in disbelief that Mr. Crowley had correctly, or at least mostly correctly, guessed her true identity on such little information, and it seemed that there was no way out.

She sighed, "I guess I can't hide it from you, can I? You're pretty smart. Though, I will say that I'm not really a fairy. I'm a pixie. And if by 'the meaner ones,' you mean the ones who harass humans, then no. Well, we used to, but that was a long time ago. Sometime around 200AD my ancestors stopped to go live off in peace, which is probably why our tribe is still alive. But, no. We're not 'mean,' if that's what you're worried about."

After a brief pause, Pari suddenly realized the full implication of the Vice Principal of the school knowing that she wasn't human and frantically added, "Please don't expel me. I just came here to learn about human society. I mean you no harm. Honest! And I'll continue disguising myself to prevent anyone else from knowing. Just please let me stay!"

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

James awoke with a start. Everything was dark. "Are you fucking kidding me?" He asked, letting his words echo off the walls. Evidently, he had fallen asleep before the assembly and had missed the entire thing. And here he was with a totally radical plan to make the boring shit awesome. Oh well.

He stepped out from behind the bleachers and went out into the school. He wasn't tired anymore, or hungry, so this was the perfect time to go exploring places that the teachers wouldn't let the kids go during the day.

[New East Ireland]

Calliel gave a nod. "I suppose I should. Lord Michael requested I keep an eye on supernatural activity, and this seems to fit that description." he said.

'Alright, let's go', Damian replied, as he opened the door. He stepped into the hall and turned to Calliel. 'Lead the way.'

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Crowley chuckled. "Calm down. To tell the truth, there are a lot of non-humans here, or humans that are quite magical. It's fun for me to tell who's who. I myself am a human mage." he said, snapping his fingers, and a book "Confessions of Aleister Crowley" appearing in front of him on his desk.

"You are allowed to stay in this school. And you wish to know what the creature I believe that woman is looking for is?" Crowley asked, beginning to stand up. It could be bad if the dragon still had evil intentions...
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Calliel looked surprised. "Damian, I don't know where I'm supposed to lead to. You are the one who received the message."

[Olthar]

Pari sighed in relief at Mr. Crowley's response.

At least it seems that I'm safe.

At his question, Pari cocked her head a little in confusion.

"Creature? What creature?" she wondered aloud, "Is there something underneath the school? It's not dangerous, is it?"

[Kaledoria]

At the assembly, Che wondered, if he should investigate that magic, that he had felt earlier. Well, why not, there isn't anything better to do at the moment, anyway.
He rushed over to the teachers. Crowley had already left, due to the microphone accident, probably. "Hey, has anyone of you performed some grand scale experiment, about an hour ago?" he asked. He kept his voice low enough so that the new once should not have heard it. It seamed to be practice to get them used to such thinks slowly. "...Something related to communications, maybe? I'm sorry if I sound curious but I felt something strange and I'm usually not sensitive to such things."

[New East Ireland]

'Oh... Right', Damian said, as he walked down the hallway, leading Calliel to the basement. He remembered seeing the door to the basement, and he hoped he would get there before any teachers saw them. 'Come on', he whispered to Calliel.