Time To Make a Move

[Krane Asiv]

Within the past year a certain figure of the school who had moved on to his third year of high school descided he would be making his move soon. The time was almost upon them. Sitting on the territory he had called his domain for some time, the roof of building C. Was Spike Sudeki, his black hair combed back, and his black school uniform was sloppily hanging from his body.

Back to that move he was going to make, yes he was not alone, nor was he sitting on the ground. He had reached for his small pile of cards and was looking at it intently, as if in a struggle with his brain, this one card would change everything. Sitting in the metal folding chair, across from his opponent of this game he began to sweat a little.

What had happened was both him and his opponent had thrown down an Ace, and in the game of War, this meant "War". Each person threw down three upside down cards and then flipped the third. That third card was the desciding factor in the "War" and the winner gets all cards even the ones flipped side down. Spike was currently losing with his feeble portion of the deck.

"Ha!"

Spike said loudly as he slapped the card down, it was another ace, only beatable by an ace, which would cause more "War".

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War it seemed was the name of the game, not only in this time but in the great many times before this day. But a year ago things were much different, the school under constant hierarchy changes and shifts in power that left the school members broken and clashing in a dismal sense of confusion. Jaus could remember back those few days while much had changed since Asiv's reforms now there was no control, no leadership to behold. It was Anarchy.

"Tch..."

The inaudible noise coming from Val's pursed lips as he pursued and ideal that'd been brought up but days before. A meeting of sorts of a few Juniors. Rumors, simply rumors that a Vanguard of sorts led the group, a leader. The odd realization of authority sprung the senses livid with thought and driving the attention of a dire young soul. Action, conquest, power.

Weighted down by the Templar Coat and training weights Jaus had relied upon these past few years he ascended the throne staircase to the rooftop only to come upon a card game. Childish? The question sparked in his mind or rather was in a front for something greater?

Curiosity bent him to step forward into the fray eying up the players with curiosity. War.

[Krane Asiv]

Spike had gained but a few followers as it where, his people skills where still being tested more and more. But one thing was for sure.

"Listen... I'm not going to pretend things have been easily controlled since last year. The current pillar of our grade is nothing but a coward afraid to move further from his current stance."

Spike would scoot his chair from the small table and move towards the raised entryway for the stair case. Where a ladder had been placed and never moved. Pulling a spray can out of his jacket top. He would climb, one step at a time, signafying the long journey to the top of this school. He would spray paint graffiti to the highest point he could reach.

"King of PHS 259. Spike Sudeki."

Spike would jump down and look at his work.

"I will show you what dreams are made of. If you come with me."

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"Listen... I'm not going to pretend things have been easily controlled since last year. The current pillar of our grade is nothing but a coward afraid to move further from his current stance."

Valentine's eyes watched as the leader stood, it seemed most evident that he had most authority seeing as the other merely rose second to his motions tracing them like a sheep. Yes Jaus was in the right place he was tempted to grunt or make noise at the stagnant ways of the past that didn't change. Let alone this current hierarchy's actions.


"King of PHS 259. Spike Sudeki."

King? Was that going a bit too far? Valentine's eye twitched slightly acknowledging the boy's commotion and display of fervor. At least he sprung to action. That was nothing he wasn't used to servitude was his past life and now...


"I will show you what dreams are made of. If you come with me."

Dreams... yes he'd see his dreams fulfilled, Action. That was this part of the battle.

"Hmm, Spike Sudeki... I will follow you on the condition that you complete my dream. Make me strong enough to crush this pain." Jaus spoke up quickly, no pussy footing around here action was the word of the day.

[Krane Asiv]

One had spoken up quickly. Before the others and Spike would acknowledge it first. A grin crossing his face as he saw the others all look between Jaus and himself. Where as Spike would get out his response.

"I'll make you strong enough to forget how pain feels."

Spike would run his right hand through his hair and his left entered his pocket. See, this meeting was only step one, getting people to follow him was step two, and step three... That was the fun part.

"If your gonna come with me, we should at least see how well we all work together."

Spike would reach deeper into his pocket and pull out a pack of smokes. Lighting it with a lighter from inside the pack as he would take a drag from a single slightly bent cig.

"I propose we make sure everyone knows we exist and claim this territory for ourselves."

Of course this meant everyone would have to be ready to fight once they head off the roof and down to the stairwell to stake claim to the top of the school. It was usualy the only way to claim territory, show your willing to defend it.

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Exactly the response he wanted. Forgetting this pain meant everything and he would trek a path of pyre in his wake as he destroyed all that was left of the old world. If only this Spike Sukdei lived up to his expectations. But of course now was the impeding hour of their first violent reaction.

"Aye, My lord."

Jaus said confidently settling a hand over his torso beating his breast with a firm smack making an audible bang. Yes he was ready to fight even when he turned back away towards the door. The dull throb of his heart beating steadily in his chest and the rise in temperature ripping at his cheeks. Ready, ready for battle.

"By your lead." He'd jerk his head back towards Spike with a daring glance. Waiting was something they'd done too much of action was now.

[Krane Asiv]

Spike walked up to where the door was, and pulled his hair back away from his face with both hands, gripping it all in one hand he would pull a band from around his wrist and tie it around his hair to hold it there. Looking back over his shoulder to those who seemed ready. And then back at the doorway, the door open.

".... RrrrrrrrRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Spike would take off through the doorway, and leaping, hurdling steps down as he went, making sure he was first down he would wait at the bottom for those who would be going with him, as those who where going to witness the first act of Spike's army.

"This is now our territory."

Scoffs and laughs, yeah thats what he was looking for, hell the spirit of 259 seemed to kick to life at that moment because now the students where all ready to fight.

"Let me show you why!"

Spike let out as he charged forward, leaping at the last second bringing his knee up into the chest of the first one running towards him, looking as if Spike ran him over, he would land, jutting that same leg out in a stomp kick to the next one in front of him.

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Jaus was next to follow however he seemed easily passed up by the men following in a swift flank following drastically close to Spike. By the time they reach the bottom Jaus was jostled out of second place however he was still within contention standing just behind Spike but only to a few inches. He was at the boy's right ready, although heavily weighted down by his training guards. Taking a full two steps viscously he leaned back and sent a daring kick into a large male's torso one steadily walking into the fray.

Yes the blood fired up within him as he backed himself into Spike taking the boy's flank. They'd need to keep close, even though neither side was organized Spike's "gang" was somewhat outnumbered.

"Come On Lets see what'chu've got!"

Jaus called out in a bloody fury. Throwing a right fist into the next one's face. He was prepared to fight to the bloody end even though it meant nothing in the larger span. To War.

[Krane Asiv]

The battle would rage, continuesly, unstopped, unhindered, outragious. Spike himself would be bleeding from the head, a black eye, and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Ths goes without saying how bruised his body must of been, as every other junior that faced Spike's Army was now face down or struggling to get up. Spike himself stood hunhed over, fighting to stay standing, the air conditioning was cold enough, that the heat Spike was putting out could be seen in a fog from his breath.

"We now rule... This floor and up."

Spike forced out as he began to stand straighter holding his chest. Looking to all those on the floor putting off an aura of victory to rally his men behind him. Pointing his finger to them all.

"Let it be known, from now on all of you, are with me."

It may or may not have been true, but the show of force with such few numbers woulddoubtedly impress some of them enough to join along. For now it was time to rest.

"That was a good job everyone. Take a break."

Spike would head over to Jaus lipig and slow, obviousely just now beginning to feel the pain.

"You did esspecially well. I think you should be one of my generals. Whats your name?"

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To say the battle itself was a cakewalk was something of a lie, in fact it was something of an intense battle. Jaus had been through much like it but only one compared to this and in fact he rather liked it. The battle of the Sarcean's the battle where he'd damaged his arm, the battle where he and a small hand of warriors stood at a bottle neck and fought off hundreds to save the many escaping to freedom. They'd won too amazingly so.

A staunch grin as he sat hunkered down against a corner wall atop a passed out body not showing much respect for the downed man that'd pleaded for his life after loosing his switchblade. Warriors without pride meant nothing at all and he'd have no shame for them.

His arm was dislocated at the shoulder and he slouched over to a side feeling noticeably uncomfortable up to the point when Spike approached. Thats when his body evened out and he gripped his arm with a grimace and made a rough twist.

*Crack*

The loud audible snap sounded and his teeth crunched between one another. The low grunt was suppressed to show less pain and perhaps a bit of bravado for the other men let alone Spike.

"You did esspecially well. I think you should be one of my generals. Whats your name?"

Jaus chuckled lightly in return a bit of mock to his voice, "Sure, the names Valentine, Jaus Valentine..."

He didn't know what it was about the boy but perhaps it was the glow of ambition to him that settled Jaus. OR perhaps it was simply the thrill of the fight. He'd grin once more somehow pushing past the pain to stand up.

[Krane Asiv]

Spike's eyes shifted to the guys shoulder when it popped back into place, a small grin reaching his face after the guy stood up. Tilting his head slightly to the side he would make a noise as is if confirming his own little gauge os understanding, much to resemble his time in japan.

"So, ka."

Spoken as if it where one word, he looked about the area, bodies all around similer devistation to both sides, only the side that had been following Spike was grinning with a mad excitement as they began to get back up.

"We are strong... But not strong enough, the ones calling themselves pillars are close to strong enough to actually be pillars. We need to recruit, and grow stronger. Get who you can when you can. For now... We should all heal up and rest."

Spike would turn to head back towards the roof, giving those strong enough to keep going still orderts to keep a look out on their 'borders' in case someone descides to attack while everyones weak.

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"We are strong... But not strong enough, the ones calling themselves pillars are close to strong enough to actually be pillars. We need to recruit, and grow stronger. Get who you can when you can. For now... We should all heal up and rest."

Jaus nodded silently, he had heard about these pillars, in their own time holding the so called peace for as long as it'd been. Now the few still left at this school lived under something of a pressured existence of servitude. Eyes narrowed out of his own disbelief of the situation. Jaus Valentine had to grow stronger. A nod as he shrugged at the weight on his body. He'd yet to show what his true power was. But therein lied half the effort of putting himself through such hell.

"Alright... when the time comes I'll be ready."

With a sure nod he'd affirm that nod to Spike. Odd how they'd never met till this day. But something he respected out of the man who took the lead, freedom on his mind? Or an absolute sense of pride? Time would tell.