In The Next Life (Me, Wormy and Were!)

[miraphoenix]

((That works! My definition's flexible; it depends on the universe, really....)(Yeah, it's Lovecraft; assuming you don't mind, Howler. *grins* Or a reincarnation of him, anyway.... *has plans*))

Unlike the new boy, who had a path cleared for him, there was something about Chimere that cleared her way without her having to do anything. Sweeping past the boy and his dog, she found the classroom quickly, and walked inside.

It would be an understatement to say the room was dark; it was more like a cave than anything else. It seemed to exude a creeping evil, especially due to some of the books on shelves in the back; they were huge, leather-bound affairs that seemed to have an especially malignant aura, like simply touching their crumbling spines would unleash some sanity-shattering horror from the pages. The teacher was little better; a thin, haunted man who had a few feminine touches, like the twisted star brooch on his upper right chest, the center of the star holding a flaming eye. Along with a clipboard holding the roll, he was holding a thin book in his other hand, the book seeming to be just as odd as the man himself. Slinking into the room, Chimere hissed as her eyes fell upon the brooch, throwing up a hand as if burned.....

[Moonlit Dream]

((Yup! I'd forgotten about that. Over to you, Were!))
((My definition depends. There's immortality of the soul, obviously, which the body can die but the spirit live on, and then there's immortality, being unable to die of natural causes, i.e. old age. Kurou would be immortal, since Waka is, but like Were said, he can obviously die in battle or of a wound.))

Alex, once sat down, took the chance to get a good look around. It was kinda creepy in here... Why hadn't he noticed it before? Shivering a little, Alex smiled as he saw Chimere entering the classroom, and lifted a hand to wave to her, then froze as he saw her raise her hand as though she had been burned. He heard her hiss coiling through the room. Alex shivered a little, the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. Why... Why did he get such a strange vibe from this place? Like it was possessed by some kind of a demon? Gaze flitting warily about, Alex kept on smiling despite his reeling thoughts, only his eyes betraying any sort of discomfort.

[Wormgod]

((Kurou....IT'S POSSESSED BY THE DEMON-SULTAN! *crazy-face*))

Javed managed to track the fast-moving Chimere through the crowd and right to the English room. He didn't see her get 'burned', but he did hear her hiss and chuckled in response, "Scared?" He teased and stepped right into the room. Unlike her, he loved this place; something about it got rid of the heebie-jeebies that creepy girl gave him. The darkness made him feel less exposed as well.

[miraphoenix]

((Chimere: *facepalms*))

Slinking into the back of the room near Alex, Chimere felt strangely at ease in the classroom, with the exception of that brooch on the teacher's chest. "No, I'm not. Something about that teacher...burns...." she hissed back at the new boy, eyes flashing a bright and brilliant red in the gloom, standing out like twin fires. Taking a seat on the other side of Alex, she twisted around to look at the books, and grinned. Something seemed strangely familiar about them.... About to reach out for one, she turned around quickly as the teacher called for attention, his voice sounding just as hunted and as haunted as his eyes had looked.

"Hello, pupils... I'm assuming that you all are in your seats, yes?" he asked, voice strangely hypnotic, as if it was trying to pull one's mind into the deeper secrets of the world. "Good, good..." Looking into the back, his eyes flicked over Javed, Alex and Chimere, as if sizing them up for trouble. Watching Chimere for a little bit longer, his eyes narrowed, as if he recognized something....

[Moonlit Dream]

Alex grinned in greeting at Chimere as she took her seat next to him, and folded his arms as he raised an eyebrow at the teacher, mind reeling uncomfortably behind his calm movements and expressions. This place... Why was it so dark, so foreboding? Why did Alex get the feeling that demons might jump out at them from a corner at any given moment. He looked up at the teacher as he spoke, and the eerily hypnotic tone of the man's voice gave him chills, making his hair stand on end. Shifting a little uncomfortably as the teacher's eyes flicked over him, Alex winced, then as the teacher's gaze moved on, turned to look at Chimere as he seemed fixed on her for a tad longer than he should have been. Why did this classroom feel so eerily familiar, though? The darkness... As though it embraced him yet recoiled from him. Blue eyes going clouded and then closing, Alex didn't notice his senses slipping away. He slumped forwards limply in his seat.

In his mind's eye, Alex thought he saw platforms floating on seas of swirling clouds, a barrier surrounding him as he hung away from the ground, watching for something, waiting for someone to come. The sky was filled with stars, and yet they only succeeded in lighting the Dark Realm with a ghostly, eerie, and terrifying light. Paths made of what seemed like swirling vapours faded into view as someone hit the switches to summon them, and then a plume of darkness reared up like malicious fire in the distance, only to shortly go out and be replaced by a small white figure, eyes filled with hope and desperation, sprinting towards the boy who hung, in midair, facing a barrier of blood-coloured mist that he had summoned. Alex turned away in the air, heart writhing with a guilt that was born from nowhere that Alex knew. As he heard footsteps, the footsteps of the hopeful and desperate figure, he floated down towards them like a ghost, and with eyes glittering with malice, stroked the instrumental weapon that he held in his hands...

((Dear Google Chrome, 'coloured' is not misspelled. Sincerely, an annoyed English typer. XD))

[Wormgod]

((Me: *laughs*))

Javed soaked in the environment, letting go of Cerberus' leash for the time being, so the dog could check the area for anything interesting, and then relay it back to Javed. He took a seat behind Alex and Chimere, grinning like mad at that teacher. He had no idea what was wrong with this man, and where that broach came from. The closest thing he could think of was the Daedric Language, but their characters were much less loopy and not pictographs; they were similar, yes, but they had their own little designs from the Dunmer language that was then adopted into the Daedric one. That broach was really calming, though, something that Daedra could not do, even if it was meant to help one of their own. They were a much more...physical race of demons, nothing at all like the green girl.

"Hello." Javed spoke boldly in response to the gaunt little man's words, "Who are you?"

[miraphoenix]

((Howler, I feel your pain.... *often uses the English spelling of certain words*))

Staring back boldly at the teacher, Chimere felt a strange sense of fealty to this mysterious and rather creepy man, as if he could extinguish her life in a second, and she owed him her life and existence. Looking away after a moment, she glared at the new boy behind her, hating the fact that he was so close. Wincing as he spoke, she turned to Alex, and sighed as she saw that he was out cold again. Reaching over, she poked him hard in the ribs, hoping that would wake him up.

Tearing his gaze away from Chimere, the teacher instead focused his attention on the boy behind her. "Clavicus Vile, it would behoove you to remain silent in this classroom, unless you would appreciate staying here and doing my busywork," he said smoothly, his tone sounding far more ethereal than most humans did. "As the more intelligent among you may have already guessed, I am your teacher for this class. I hope to teach you how to manipulate the English language to your will, along with whatever other languages you might know. Just get it through your thick skulls that I am not your best friend, and everything will be fine...." Turning to the blackboard behind him, he wrote his name in a strange chalk that seemed to glow faintly in the dark, the letters standing out in the gloom. It read as follows; 'Professor H. P. Lovecraft'.

[Moonlit Dream]

Alex's voice was a whisper, filled with malice. He spoke, and the girl replied. They were so filled with hope, with courage, and he was trying to deter them. There was a sick feeling rising in his stomach, he had to fight to keep his voice from breaking. A flash of a symbol in the air, and three more people tumbled to the ground. Well... Not all of them people, if Alex was honest. A mermaid, a fat boy and a bug? Really? Alex thought he felt something jabbing at his side, but then passed it off as his imagination. Turning and listening as the girl spoke again, Alex felt his throat closing up. He and that dog... Were partners? When? Aklex felt a strange dizziness in his head, as though he had forgotten something important. Alex stared at her, listening to her speak. The dog was giving him a funny look. Why? "Is there something you want to tell me, dude?" The wolf didn't answer. It looked sad. Alex drew back, and smiled nastily, the instrument in his hands twirling around until he held it above his head, and then Alex drew a glowing, green sword forth from one end. Alex's mind reeled. Okay, this is a weird dream... I have a lightsaber?! Lunging backwards, the other blade seared out of the other end with a hiss of electricity, and Alex lunged at the air in front of him before bringing it to a halt. "I've brought the blade!" he yelled, eyes flashing dangerously. "You bring the claws! Talk is cheap when we can fight it out instead!" Alex's stomach churned. What was he saying?! He felt himself floating there, and the dog rushed forward, crouching before him in a battle stance. Alex's eyes narrowed, the sword in his grasp seeming to pulse, hungry for the kill.

Then suddenly, Alex's vision was fading, the battlefield around him darkening. He felt as though he had just hit his brain against a wall or something, and he was left, lying, confused, with his head on the school desk. Alex gave a short moan, resting a hand against his forehead. He felt as though his temperature had risen, and he looked around, not overly sure what was happening. Looking up at the board, his eyes flicked over the name that had been written on the board. Professor H. P. Lovecraft? Alex cringed. Alex wasn't sure if it was just him, but he felt sure that he'd heard that name somewhere before. Perhaps they'd written a book? Made a film, perhaps? Alex wasn't sure. Or perhaps it was just his mind playing up after he'd passed out. Alex didn't know anymore... He looked wearily from side to side, relaxing as he saw that Chimere was sitting beside him. He saw taht some of the other students were beginning to read or take notes without a word, but some were staring at him, clearly wondering if he had mental issues of some sort that had made him pass out. Looking at Chimere, his voice came out as a bleary and halfhearted whisper. "Chimere...? How long have I been out?"

((That's up for you guys to decide. XD))

[Wormgod]

((GODDAM* YOU GOOGLE CHROME! *stabs my internet browser* Yeah, I agree with you howler. Google Chrome thinks antidisestablishmentarianism is misspelled too.))

Javed and Cerberus kept their gaze on the strangle little man, even as he glanced at Chimere. She seemed afraid of him, as if he was some type of...god.

"My name isn't Clavicus Vile." Javed argued and crossed his arms. Cerberus started to growl at the odd man, apparently named H.P.Lovecraft. What kind of name was Clavicus Vile? It was oddly familiar. Javed pushed that to the back of his head and concentrated on the teacher. He swore he had heard that name before. Did he write a book, or something? He couldn't remember.

((Failure. I just got back from my dad's house.))

[miraphoenix]

((XD
Ah, Wormy.... Contrary to Nny's popular belief, stabbing things is not always the answer.....))

"Not very long, Alex. Just a few seconds," Chimere hissed back, her eyes still seeming to glow in the dark like twin suns. "Why do you keep doing that, anyway? I swear you have narcolepsy...." Turning her attention back to the teacher, she felt like she should know this strange man; it was as if she remembered that gaunt face from her most distant and primal memories, the same way her hallucinations seemed like reliving memories. I really wonder about this school.... So far, this has been the weirdest day I've had in a while....

Turning back to face the class as Javed spoke again, Lovecraft's eyes bored into the boy's, the intensity in his gaze enough to cow all but the most dense of creatures. "It is not my fault that you don't know your own name, boy. Or did you forget it?" he hissed, eyes narrowing. "It wouldn't surprise me a bit if you did forget; you all start out clueless of your own natures." Standing up straight again, his eyes flicked to Chimere and Alex, his evil stare locking on the pair. "You can flirt after class, you two. Everyone, take out paper and whatever writing implement you wish to use; no blood, please. I would rather not get that on my desk. Write me a short paper about yourself; any aspect of yourself. Go."