Enter: Damien. Guardian Angel? Demon, please.
Day one. Another day in the life of Damien. First day of class? Who cared. It was just another common day. One day that Damien hoped would end already, just every other one. The shady male had been roaming around school senselessly since the first rays of the sun hit his pale face; yet he hadn't seen anything that called his attention. Luckily, though; nothing had brought attention to himself either. Nothing except some random even that occurred in the boat here not too long ago. Damien was sitting on a chair quietly, listening to some music and not bothering anyone. Above the loud rock instruments, however, he could quickly catch a voice that caught his attention. "Hey, Vampire!"
Damien took a deep, long breath and then looked up. Vampire? That was a new one. ~What do you want?~ He thought to himself, sure that the guy approaching didn't even deserve to be spoken to. The male approaching wasn't taller than him, but he sure was a lot burlier. Damien had no idea of who this person was or why was he teasing on him. He was used to that, but it usually came from people that he had spoken to already. One thing was for sure; the guy approaching and the other two persons behind him didn't have happy expressions on their face. Damien sighed, removing the ear buds from his ears and standing up; immediately causing the others to feel a bit intimidated about his height. Despite that, they looked up and continued to talk.
"Word says some freaks are coming to the school this year; and the teachers are asking you to look after some. Hah, idiot." The guys spoke as the started to laugh. Forced teasing laughs. ~I'd rather refer to them as the gifted.~ Damien thought to himself calmly, only staring down at the guys to show he was paying attention. ~Besides, why am I an idiot? I don't see a reason. And how would you know that? I thought that was secret information. I think you know too much…~
"You? Guardian? Hah! You can't even take care of yourself. Why don't you introduce yourself to those weirdos… With a purple eye?" After saying this, the male raised his fist and prepared to let out a punch to Damien's face. Immediately, the dim male's world stopped. Or entered slow-mo, at least. Damien could see the guy prepared to hit him, and he didn't care one bit. He became infuriated as he saw the fist get closer, though; so he launched himself at the male, taking his wrist with one of his hands and stopping the blow. "You better don't touch me." Damien said in a completely boring and nonchalant tone as he applied some pressure to a certain point in the wrist. The male yelled in pain very loudly as some strange snapping noises were heard. "I can't feel my hand! Ah! What did you do?!" He yelled loudly as his hand moved around like a ragdoll with no bones. "Be quiet." Damien ordered as he let go off the guy's wrist and took his hand to the throat, pressing somewhere on its side for two seconds and then causing the male to pass out. Anyone would've though he was dead if it wasn't for the fact his hands were shivering. The other two guys stared at him, scared, and then ran away.
"Everyday situation…" Damien said to himself in his flashback before snapping back to his senses with the loud ring of a bell. Every started to stampede to their classes, running wildly to make sure they wouldn't be late. Damien, on the other hand, was feeling very relaxed. He started to make his way to the classroom, being pushed and fondled by the running crowd. As we walked, some flyer somehow got to his hands, and he was rather depressed when he read it. ~Damn, sharing rooms? No individuality here? No privacy? Great…~ Damien discarded the flyer, and soon enough he was in the classroom.
Damien walked over to one of the desks in the back of the room, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. He pulled his hoodie up and then let his back slide down on the chair, trying to find a better, more comfortable position. Inevitably, he had to kick his legs up and place them on the desk in front of him, bothering the guy in front. He looked back angry, but Damien just hissed like an angry wildcat at him and he turned around. He about to fall asleep before the teacher walked in.
"Good Morning Class. I am your teacher for this year. My name is Professor Kenji Enigma Darkrose, but feel free to call me Kenji, or Prof. There will be another teacher teaching this class, however she isn't here yet. Her name is Miss Lola. I will take classes, she will take classes. Anyway, Lets get the formalities over with. I'll call out your name, and you say Yes, or Present or whatever. Adam Berrillo?"
Damien's name was son called, and he only replied with an uninterested "Here." He attentively looked around to see who responded to the names, anxious about knowing everyone. No, not talking to them. Not being friends. Just knowing who everyone was. Damien couldn't help but to notice that some of the Gifted, if not all, were there. He was amazed, for he had done excruciating research them, but never really seen one. ~I've never been so close to one…~ He thought. While everybody else saw them as left out freaks, Damien knew their background and was really interested in them. He knew they were special; a race that would overcome all others. Yet, no one seemed to like them. Could that be why he was chosen as a guardian? His understanding and knowledge? Who knew. For now, he was only worried in customizing the screen the teacher had just talked about.
The screen ended up looking out pretty cool. Simple, but appealing. Mixture of dark colors and different tinges of red and oranges made it perfect for Damien. He inputted his fingerprint and his profile was saved. Now, he pulled out Zero's Pokeball and put it in the designated slot, quickly falling asleep and waiting for the class to end.
(…)
"And stop, that should be enough time. Everyone, I'd just like to say one thing before you head off to break. Welcome to Cineris Titan Academy!"
Great. Departure. A bell rang and everyone started to leave in a hurry. Damien, though; reacted in a pretty tranquil fashion and took his time to stand up, turn off the screen and get his PokeBall. Once he was up and about to leave, the professor called him. "Damien, stay behind please."
Damien walked up to Prof. Kenji, wondering what did he want.
"Your first task, is that Yuki girl. Something seems odd about her. Think you can handle it?"
~Yuki? Nivosus?~ Damien thought to himself as his mind quickly scanned the last hour to remember who replied when the teacher called out the name Yuki. The bunny girl immediately came to her mind. He was about to reply with an uncaring 'yes', but realized something. Why would he do it? What have the Gifted done for him that deserved his aid in whatever might come? In any case, what was his job? Being a friend? Watching over them quietly? Ending their fights for them? Damien was confused, but this was too much of an amazing offer like to reject. He hadn't anything this past years; his life had been so boring. He couldn't remember the last time he spoke to anyone other than Zero. Damien sighed, considering his answer for a couple of minutes, then responded.
"Piece of cake. Don't worry, Prof., she's in good hands. I want some extra credit in your classes for this, though; as well as permission to skip classes when this arduous task requires me to. "
While it would've seemed like Damien was joking, he was serious. Really serious. He smirked before receiving a small picture of Yuki, one that was around the size of one playing card, then putting it in his pocket. "I'll see you later, Professor."
Damien walked out of the classroom, wondering what to do. It was hard to find someone with all the people walking around, but Damien's stature gave him a small advantage. He probably wasn't the tallest person, there, but it did help to be above the average. Immediately, he spotted the bunny ears of the girl he had been assigned to and skillfully pushed his way through the crowd. ~Target found. Lock.~
Damien carefully walked behind her, a considerable distance being left between the two. ~What to do…~ He thought confused as he continued to follow. Should he introduce himself, or should he act from the shadows? Was he supposed to tell he was a guardian? Too many questions were left unanswered in his mind, leaving Damien unpleased. He came back to his senses when he noticed another girl approached Yuki.
"Hey it's the bunny girl, I wonder what will happen if we pull her ears, will she hop?"
"Go away..."
~Ah,~ Damien thought as he stopped on his tracks. ~Agressor. Am I supposed, to, uh… Take her down? Yeah, that's probably what I should do… One more thing…~
"Oh cmon just one tug?"
"I SAID GO AWAY!"
~That's it, girl, you're dead.~ Damien thought to himself as he cracked his knuckles and started to walk towards the girl in an imposing manner and with a vicious smirk on his face. He wasn't the one to pick a fight of people, let a lone a girl; but he we wasn't afraid of pinning anyone until he received clearer instructions. He had to stop moving all of a sudden the ground in front of him turned into clear ice and the pesky girl froze completely. Yuki then ran away, completely unaware of what she had done.
~Wow!~ Damien thought so himself.~ Dude, I never knew they could achieve such things! That was awesome! No wonder they need someone to watch over, she doesn't even know what he has done.~ The spectacle was amazing. Many people looked at each other puzzled, wondering what had happened. In a quite cocky posture and mood, Damien walked over to the frozen girl, small spikes on his boots not allowing him to slip, and released Zero. Another girl walked up to the frozen being as well and put her hand on it, causing the cube to slowly start melting. The action was anything but blatant, however, so Damien said, "Zero, c'mon, burn that block and release the girl.'
His Houndour came out of the Pokeball and obeyed immediately, using burn on the cube of ice. The crystal quickly melted, releasing the girl and making a dense cloud of smoke and vapor engulf the other girl's face. Damien looked over to the girl who had been frozen and spoke, "You better don't mess with her again. Capisce? " The way Damien spoke made it look like he had done everything, when in fact he had just released her. The girl nodded scared and ran away. Damien smiled and looked back at the girl who had her hand on the cube and said, "Sorry." In response to the vapor and smoke around her. Without saying anything else, he turned around and continued to follow Yuki, who had now thrown herself to some bushes in a small sylvan area.
Damien stopped his sprint and only walked slowly, unsure of what to do. ~Do I have to ask her if she's Ok or something? I mean, she wasn't hurt, but yet… I don't mean to start a conversation. God…~
Damien had gathered almost enough valour to walk over to the bush, but his inspiration was cut short when another girl walked over to Yuki.
"Hey are you ok? Don't be worried about those other kids, some people are just jerks. I'm Kairi, who are you?"
~Excellent.~ Damien thought. ~She's doing the job for me. I just have to spy for a while…~
Wanting to be unseen, Damien called Zero, who was now dumbfounded looking for a ghost-like Pokémon floating around the campus, back to his Pokeball and approached a tree. He started a sprint towards the tree for momentum, then landed a perfect vertical run of about 3 or 4 steps. The tree was very wide on the top, having many twigs and branches, just like every other tree on the place; so it was a perfect hiding spot. Being almost invisible from the treetop, Damien looked down at the two girls talking, expecting to hear an answer for Yuki.
~This is going to be a very interesting time lapse.~
