Seeing Red (open)

[Wyatt]

Wyatt couldn't help but give a chuckle to the situation he was in. It was a new school, a new environment and a new set of challenges. But unlike the first time walking down the halls 552 Wyatt was ready for everything and anything.

The red gaucho that donned Wyatt's head, covering a the top part of Wyatt's long jet black hair. The shades that Wyatt also had flickered red as each florescent light touched the lens. Wyatt's eyes were hidden but one could tell that he was intensely looking at almost everything to get a sense of his knew surroundings.

Public high school #259 wasn't that much different then #552 except that Wyatt had no bad memories embedded within the walls of 259 which was a bit of a relaxant. Wyatt rolled his shoulders making the red overcoat that was thrown over his shoulder shift a bit.

Wyatt then used his free hand to dig out an old gold pocket watch from within his black dress pants. Opening its cover and polishing the inside against his white collared dress t-shirt did the time reveal that he was earlier then previously expected.

"HEY That a nice gold pocket watch you go there..."

A voice flew into Wyatt's ears. Wyatt's stone clam like face cracked a smile at the classic-mug-sentence was used. Wyatt stopped in his tracks and slowly turned to face the boy that called out.

Wyatt's gaze beneath his shades almost appeared to look like Wyatt was looking though the kid who..was wearing...as Wyatt called....gangsta-like appearance. With a bandanna and ripped baggy jeans to match.

"Thank-you it's nice to know that people notice such small trinkets here my friend.."

Wyatt's calm monotonic voice was almost carried on a small breeze that flew though the hallways of 259. Wyatt then slowly turned before a dirty and bulky hand grappled his arm, forcing Wyatt to stay. Wyatt gave a sigh that his slender build still made him seem weak.

"Give it here and I won't make you see red" Spat the kid in gang-like attire.

"Well there's 2 things wrong with that....first is your sentence structure...."
calmly replied Wyatt quickly grabbing the hand with Wyatt's free hand that wasn't holding onto his red overcoat. Wyatt then bent the hand upward against the arm causing the individual to cry out in pain and fall to his knees.

"And the last is that I think you should not take things which do not belong to you my friend.."

Wyatt then with a very gently push with his foot knocked the man over unto his back, also letting go of the wrist. Wyatt then slowly began to walk away from the mugger, Wyatt's black dress shoes making small clicks against the tiles.

Then in a quick motion Wyatt was no wearing his red overcoat. Wyatt came to the conclusion that both hands will be needed to fend off any thing else that would arise as Wyatt made his way to the office to register himself and to make it to first class.

Wyatt then looked at his sleeve and gave a small chuckle....

"Hey, I did see red in the end..."

[Zack Asiv]

"That was interesting. Seems your not from around here? Not sure, but most people refrain from fighting lately considering what everyones just been through."

Malice didn't really see everything. All he knew was that it didn't last very long. He wasn't angry, in fact he was probably oddly relaxed for such a thing. He'd look surprised for a second, slapping his fore head, as he must of forgot something. He would then put his hands in his pockets and bow hsi head, shaking it side to side in disappointment.

"I'm sorry. I'm Mr. Alex Malice. The Supervisor of the school. You are?"

What Mr. Malice meant by what they had just been through was the war against the enforcers. Bandaged, injurred students where walking around, relieved that they wheren't being watched by these big mean wearing black shirts and wearing blue jeans. The buildings where still pretty trashed from the combat, lockers, and rubble still being repaired and replaced. Students who where free this period and part of the student council where helping in repairs and rebuilding.

[Wyatt]

Wyatt's gaze fell upon the new individual, the shades that donned Wyatt's head began to glow underneath the hallway lights. At first ideas of another disturbance filled his head but the idea quickly vanished as the figure that now faced Wyatt had the look of a teacher.

An eyebrow slowly arose from beneath the shades as Wyatt listened to the first statement that was sent at Wyatt's direction. Questions filled his head at the man's mentioning that students now reframe from violence a bit from some mysterious event. Also the thought that he had the look of a newcomer was also a bit worrisome.

Then the man introduced him self as Mr. Alex Malice the Supervisor of the school. Not a very good first impression Wyatt thought as he looked back to where he knocked over the student who tried to mug him, but what else could be done now...

"Wyatt Gennis, pleasure to meet you sir"

Calmly stated Wyatt in his monotonic voice once again to wards the Supervisor. As Wyatt introduced himself he took off his red gaucho and made a small bow to wards the man before Wyatt returned to his original posture. Wyatt then calmly readjusted his red gaucho as he decided to speak what was dwelling within his mind.

"Yes your presumptions are indeed correct sir, I have just transferred from 552..for lack of a better word...relaxation...and if I am not mistaken you mentioned something about what every ones been through? I am starting to have thoughts that 259 might be....similar to 552"

Wyatt waited for a reply as his gaze was firmly set upon Mr.Malice.

[Zack Asiv]

"Oh? Another 552 transfer? Seems there are a few of you walking around. Don't worry about relaxing, you should be able to if you just go about your business, most of these students tend to be alittle... Hmm, whats the word. Noble?"

Malice would turn and wave for Wyatt to follow. He liked this kid. Polite and presented himself pretty well. As they walked he would point out some things about this school and explain what had happened in the past. Giving a quick history lesson.

"From what the files say, this school had hired a rather large group of 'Enforcers'. They where contracted from the Correctional Facility, a few miles down the road... Apparently an incident not but a year ago today ended with the original supervisor of this school being killed. I had deduced that it was the Enforcers themselves who did it, and we went to war against them.... This is the aftermath..."

He would be pointing at injurred and bandaged students, and walls that where in the process of being repaired, doors being put back on their hinges. Lockers being replaces, and the halls being cleared of rubble, and glass.

"Sadly, that battle has only just begun, but the choice to getting envolved is up to the individual, I'm not going to force these kids to join in."

Like the orignal supervisor, Malice was a good enough guy, and did actually care. They both went to extremes sometimes, but it was nessicary. Malice wasn't going to put meer kids in an all out street war, but he wouldn't mind if they helped.

[Wyatt]

Out of respect Wyatt followed the supervisor down the hallways keeping up the pace step for step. Thoughts flooded Wyatt's mind that a relaxing final year was just an illusion, but at least things would prove to be more interesting then laying low for a year.

Wyatt's shades flickered every-time his gaze was focused upon what Mr.Malice pointed out during their little walk. It appeared that even 259 was not immune to student wars against the system.

The thought that the war with these "enforcers" was still raging on was also troubling indeed. Wyatt did not considered himself a anti-war expert but troubling times would almost pull Wyatt out of the shadows to help where he could.

"Well I can always relax during my summer break it would seem. May I ask who's the current school captain sir...if your school is anything like 552 which I presume is true"

Calmly stated Wyatt to wards Mr.Malice as he looked at the school repair efforts.

"I ask that for the sole reason that it seems that I must do my part, being a newcomer or not.....and I think that seeing your school captain might point me in the right direction......unless you have anything that needs to be dealt with sir before this war gets even more out of control if one could imagine...."

[Zack Asiv]

"You know what guy? I like your attitude. The current School Captain is Mitsuki Park, but before I got here she took a break from school to go visit family or something, so you wont be able to find her. A pillar would be Zacharia Rose, or better known as 'Saint'. There are multiple strong individuals here. Johnathon Winters seems to have an interesting following, John Ong is an intimidating force in his own right, and Aureus Hayes seems to have come back... Though as odd as it would seem the two fire brains Aureus and John appear to be working together. Those are the major authorities in this school."

Alex found this Wyatt boyh rather interesting, just got here and already wanted to know where the schools best fighter was. In this school it was no lie, Mitsuki Park was the best fighter here. She has also successfully defended it on multiple occasions so there was no doubt. She just simply wasn't here. Not like much could be done about it.

Malice would be walking Mr. Gennis to his office to answer questions as he was sure there would be more. Then he'd stop for a moment as something hit him... Yes the name it was the same one.

"Ohhh, YOUR Wyatt, huh? Interesting."

He'd brush his hand across his forehead and keep walking to his office.

[Wyatt]

The information that Mr.Malice provided was instantly stored into the mind of Wyatt for retrieval later on. The most important information that he deduced so far was the names, history, character traits and behaviors would be analyzed later.

Mitsuki Park, Zacharia Rose, Johnathon Winters, John Ong and Aureus Hayes.............

The names would be repeated over and over in his mind. By this time he noticed that Mr.Malice was most likely leading to wards the supervisors office....anouther perfect opportunity for information. There would probably be a current year book somewhere to put names to faces...

Mitsuki Park, Zacharia Rose, Johnathon Winters, John Ong and Aureus Hayes.............

Then something peculiar happened to Mr.Malice, as he restated Wyatt's name once again. Wyatt had not know that his name would travel at all, nor that someone in this foreign territory would find that being "Wyatt" was interesting. Throughout most of the walk Wyatt remained somewhat silent until now.

"May I inquire as to how my being....well for lack of a better word....Me..... is interesting sir?"

Inquired Wyatt in his calm manner with a hint of shock and bemusement to wards the man as the two approached the office.

In a very swift motion Wyatt took off his red overcoat, folded it into a perfect square and then placed his hat (which previously sat atop his head) upon the folded coat. Wyatt would carry the things underneath his arm as they entered the office. This event was simply a old habit where one would take off their coat and Hat before entering a office/official area.

Mitsuki Park, Zacharia Rose, Johnathon Winters, John Ong and Aureus Hayes.............

[Zack Asiv]

"Oh, well this schools first supervisor was a nut for information and when transfers started coming in from 552, he got curious, but only about the ones that transfered oddly. You where simply an interesting topic in the information gathered from the transfers pasts. I just finally get to match a face to a name is all. No harm intended."

Malice spoke as they would enter his office, Malice would wave a hand asking if Wyatt would like to sit in one of the big red comfy chairs. He'd go around his desk and jump on his computer to put in some information at random, nothing really important. His fingers would dance the keys on the key board slowly and precisely, but with force, a lack of gentleness you could call it.

"Anything else you need to know, Mr. Gennis?"

[Wyatt]

Wyatt's mind would rest easy as Mr.Malice revealed that the red cladded senior's name was only discovered because of transfer papers and a very curious Supervisor.

"Well sir, you could explain the war thats been waging on within your halls. You briefly touched on it and I feel that my mind seems to keep coming back to that issue...if you can call it that"

Wyatt would take a sit on the red chair as Mr.Malice offered it to him. Wyatt's gaze would drift around the office until it would finally rest upon Mr.Malice himself.

"Other then that I am.....for a lack of a better word content sir"

[Zack Asiv]

Malice pulled up some information on his computer for a minute before adressing the issue. Seemed the question everyone wanted to know, just kept coming up. 'Whats this war really about?'. It's what you keep hearing from everyone. Maliced sighed and looked down before bringing his eyes up to look at shades.

"Apparently the 'Warden' of the California State Correctional Facility was manipulating the previouse supervisor without his knowledge, using a new security force called Enforcers, Mr. asiv was obliviouse to their true purpose of taking students that showed fighting prowess and institutionalizing them."

He'd hit enter on his keyboard and then continue speaking.

"I saw this the first day I got here and well... 'Fired' the enforcers. They didn't take too kind to that, and because of so many it broke out through all four buildings of this school, and the grounds. Nothing was left untouched, my office though, seems fine. Though it would also seem some students have even sided WITH the 'Warden' for power. Conflict results, but when I wasn't looking, some individuals went missing. Two of them 552 transfers. Namely: Mathew Amtrum, and Leon Sudeki. Multiple others, six to be exact went missing as well."

Malice would pause to look at his monitor at the information he had up.

"But I do however, have a task I must ask you to help me with I'm afraid."

He'd turn to the computer and begin typing like a mad man until multiple windows of different sizes showed multiple angles of an old style japanese building.

"Ther eis an Urban Legend around here that talks about this old building. We all know legends are stories, but often born of fact. I need you to pick a team of 4 not including yourself to take with you to this 'Tower of Death' and fight your way to the top... If we can gather what I think is on the top floor for the people who want to help get back those missing, it should not only raise moral, but our chances as well."

[Wyatt]

Mathew Amtrum, and Leon Sudeki. A good friend and a cunning enemy in reverse order. So this is where the two ended up, both Leon's and Mathew's disappearances where a mystery until now. Wyatt also refrained from telling Mr.Malice about how Mathew was the sole reason that 552 ended up in such chaos....but Wyatt suspected that he already knew that.

Also the fact that students where disappearing was also a troubling thought to behold....and the fact that Leon and Mathew where both taken as well meant something very terrible was afoot.

Mr.Malice didn't even need to ask if Wyatt wanted the task or not. The thought of turning it down never once was created within the seniors mind.

As Mr.Malice gave a few minor details, Wyatt almost drank in the information his head also filling up with questions that needed answering...but first...

"I will do all that is within my power to accomplish that goal sir....I promise"

The fact that Wyatt gave a promise would show how serious he considered the mission. Wyatt until this day only made 3 promises in his life time....all were kept/accomplsished....like a blood contract to put it lightly.

"But if I may ask sir....what is the legend and what is so important thats within this Tower of his Death?"

inquired Wyatt his shades glowing red as he looked at Mr.Malice.