In Orion district, city of Metropolis, Orion College of General Education. The education system of Metropolis accepts students from five before then, they usually attend a nursery, which then gives out a certificate of attendance, but that's not a big deal as it would be the primary education that'll matter most in the future of the child. There is the private sector and the public sector of this education level but the public sector is the most recognized, the private sector depends on the name of the person, family, or organization providing the education which is usually better than the public sector but as I said before it's the most recognized sector as it can be easily validated.
Orion College of General Education, which happens to be in a district of the upper middle class and one of the best schools in Metropolis, happens to have a diversity of students from different backgrounds.
In Class 6, six out of the 12-year program, an exam class to enter the enter Secondary Sector, there are a hundred and four students who have the time of their lives discussing the events that happened during their weekend. A young boy stared at the sports field from the window as he listened to some music on his earphones, drowning out the noise that the class generated. He stared at the kids playing football as they ran across the field with much focus as the coach repeatedly shouted instructions every thirty seconds.
'Are they even having fun?' Zephyr asked himself as he breathed out, causing a mist to cover the window, which quickly dissipated as quickly as it formed. And continued staring at them, at the field, the frozen ground, and the cold air they breathed out as they ran around the field.
He was called out of his thoughts when someone tapped him. He turned to see a strange person sitting next to him. He removed his right earpiece as he questioned her. "What happened to the person that sits here?"
"It was an empty seat so I took it." She replied as she stared into his eyes for an awkward amount of time before breaking the silence. "The teacher has been teaching for a while now." She said as she pointed her thumb at the direction of the board which was a distance away as they were almost the last bench of the class.
He did not say anything as he put back his earphones and stared back at the window, looking at different things that were going outside, totally uninterested in the class. She stared at him a couple of times as the class went on, but he did not spare her a glance. At three sharp, the bell rang, and the teacher walked out of the class; it was the last class of the day. Zephyr quickly slung his backpack on as he walked out of the class, and she stared as he disappeared into the crowd of students leaving the classroom.
Someone quickly sat on her table blocking her view; " Hi, my name is ..."
"I have to go now." She said as she packed her things in her backpack.
"You are the transfer student." He said as he played around with the pen in his hands.
"Yes, and have been for a while now." She said as she started walking away.
"You know you won't get his attention with the way you behave?" He said as he caught up with her.
"And what will I do with his attention?" She asked.
"Good point." He muttered under his breath and left in the crowd.
She swallowed her spit with difficulty as she neared the school entrance. Outside there were groups of students that were walking together out of the gate and cars that were picking up other students from rickety cars to luxurious cars. She saw the guy who was talking to her before calmly walking to a luxurious black vehicle with tinted windows. From the corner of her eye, she saw Zephyr enter a luxurious black vehicle with tinted windows that were in the parking lot in front of the school building.
"Do you know them?" A sweet voice startled her making her jump impulsively. "What are their names??"
"I do not know." She replied as she stared at the ground and bit her lower lip and tongue in anxiety.
"After all the time you've spent locked up all day with them, you don't know them?" Circe said with disappointment and disgust evident on her face as she stared at her eleven-year-old daughter.
From the parking lot, Zephyr watched as they stared at whatever they were staring at and stood very awkwardly with each other; it was evident the two were not close. The area quickly got dark as thick cloud formed in the sky covering it like a blanket indicating that a huge rain was going to fall in minutes. A strong wind quickly followed, and people started running forr shelter in the school building, but the mother-daughter duo just stood there, staring at what God knows best. The wind grew stronger as it started pushing cars around and dust rose form the ground forming a small dust storm, and the wind threw the cars around the park as if they were paperweight; he just watched one get crushed into metal parts, whether it was crushed with its occupants or not it was not the main issue as he needed to get out the area as quick as possible.
The car that Zephyr was in started moving too, and when he looked at the driver seat, it was EMPTY. The door was no more, and the wind was stronger than it was at the last second. "Where is the fucking bastard?" He mumbled angrily as he looked around. Shocked, he looked back to the building, but the pair were not there. Did they enter too? He had to get out of there as soon as possible, but when he reached for the handle, it was no longer there. "How come?"
He did not have time to think through what was going on and checked on the other door and there was no handle. He then decided to crawl out of the driver's door but the mother-daughter duo suddenly appeared at the door with very loud ear-piercing screams. He quickly backed away and closed his ears as they struggled their way into the car blocking his exit. He needed to think fast and get out of there as fast a possible.
Circe lunged her long fingers for his neck which he missed as he imprinted his back on the seat with wide open eyes.
"She wants to kill me!" Zephyr muttered aloud with a very shocked expression before looking for a way to climb into the boot and missing another attack for his foot. The seat that her fingers grazed was soaked in blood and melting away as if it was being dissolved by acid making the seat drip away with the blood. This is MANIAC!
"You fool get him too!" Circe scolded her daughter. "Avenge yourself!"
Seraphina slowly looked away from her mother to Zephyr as she tilted her head in a very abnormal way and responded, "Yes mother." and slowly walks to the other door she was going to the passenger seat. Zephyr noticed the lack of the storm or the presence of the school compound, they were in a void.
"Dude, fuck it all!" He muttered under his breath as he tried to squeeze himself throughinto the booth. And realized that his body was not the body of an eleven year old, this mind is not that of an eleven year old and he looked at his hands to find out he was in his eighteen year old body and could not squeeze in through the space.
Fear bathed him as the passenger seat by his side was going away into the void and Seraphina started crawling towards him on all fours as he squeeze himself in the corner waiting for the bad dream to end but it was not a dream, talklees of a bad one. If they killed him here would he die, his thoughts were interrupted as Circe fingers cut through his flesh like butter as he flesh melted away and the acid was eating away the surrounding flesh and watching with horror as she licked his bodily fluid like it was a very sweet drink- like a bear with honey.
A huge wave of pain quickly poured over his body, he thought of moving away but his body was paralyzed by fear and severe pain as Seraphina chewed on his thigh ripping it apart as he saw the stands of his meat being pulled from his bone. He wanted to shout but his mouth was not more and tears could not come out as his eyes was no more. Confused by the series of events he wished for the series of events to suddenly stop but it did not. It went on and on as he lost track of time, he could feel his inside being pulled apart and be brutally torn but could not feel his blood anywhere else had they eaten the flesh on his limbs?
'Does that means they ate my eyes? My mouth? My tongue?'
He wanted to cry or scream out of pain but he could not and it was frustrating him as he laid there in agony as he felt the process repeat itself over and over again.