A prime example [END]

'...of what you shouldn't be', that' is what his last teacher had said to him at the end of their last class, and that was also why he was sitting here, right now, waiting to be introduced to some idiot who has just came to the island, making him unaware of his reputation, and, hopefully, willing to take him off his current teachers back. William scoffed at the wall, grinding his teeth. As if someone like that could ever control him. He would make this one run as well, and he would make him run in less than a week, he will swear to that.

'I would be careful, if I were you.', Spirit said from the floor, yawning lazily as he raised his clear, sharp eye to look at the idiot boy. 'Making that kind of treats in front of the teacher's office can get you in even more trouble than you're already in.'

'As if he would care.', Warrior said, his voice muffled by the fabric covering his face.

'You heard him.', William, laughed, throwing his head back. 'As if I would care. And I will make him run.', he said, lowering his chin to his chest. 'I will make him run so fast you won't see him stop.'

William took one look at the man and decided he didn't like him. He seemed fairly young, completely dressed in black, his look stern and his voice cold as he talked to him. William gritted his teeth and scoffed. 'You got something mixed up there, teach.', he said glaring at the man. 'This ain't no class.' he added, his head tilting to the right as he smiled. 'They're only makin' me introduce myself.'

He jumped from a desk he was sitting on, stretching his back like a cat before he had turned towards the man again. 'So here it is: my name is William Reed and I shall be the bane of your existence for as long as you can take it, which, if things go my way, and they usually do, won't be more than a week.' He took in the man's looks once more, judging him in his mind, and coming to a conclusion that, if nothing else, he didn't seem as weak as all the previous ones. Except Paragon. Paragon he gave all the recognition he could muster. Which wasn't much. But it was still recognition. 'Possibly two.', he added, still grinning like a cheshire cat.

'As to what I am.', he said, leaning against the desk he had just got up from. 'It would be a Summoner.' He looked than to his left, towards the giant wolf creature sleeping lazily at the floor. 'This is Spirit.', he said, pointing towards the wolf. 'And that would be Warrior.', the human looking creature still prefered leaning against the walls somewhere behind his back, even though he could now talk. 'Say hello to...', he tried remembering the teacher's name, but all he could get was... '...Az.'


((OOC-sorry if I didn't make it clear enough, but I was thinking of this being just some kind of introduction. Since we are in the admission office, it can't really be a class... though we could simply ask for a tread to be moved to a class part and than it would be ok.))

William lifted an eyebrow at his 'teacher', the chalk missing his forehead by a mere inch, thinking that this man just might be a little interesting, before it all went to flame with his next words.

Are you an idiot or something? he asked, frowning, his teeth gritting again. There is no way in hell I'm writing ten pages or anything let alone my... Ouch! Stopped in the middle of his refusal, William looked furiously at the long canine teeth buried in his forearm. Spirit, not looking fazed in the slightest by the boy's eyes, let go, yawning again. Did you not hear what the man said? he asked lazily, his tongue sticking out of his mouth. Even my ears are beginning to hurt, and I lived with you since you were thirteen. William scoffed again, trying to hit the creature on the head with his fist, but the wolf only moved away, snickering. And then Warrior decided to join in too. Truly, boy. he silver-hair creature said. The man is right. William turned towards him fuming with anger, only to see a long white eyebrow being raised at him, as if Warrior was asking 'Are you trying to hit me too?' while his two swords glittered dangerously on his back. William sighed, collapsing on the desk yet again. He hated when his spirit ganged up on him too. As if the idiot teachers wasn't enough.

Like I tried to say... he turned towards the man again, sighing, far less angry because of the little episode. There would be no need for 'elementary level equipment' ,Az,' , he smiled almost sweetly, like a devil that he was, as there is no way in hell I would be writing ten pages on, well, anything in the world, really.

Yeah, Az., William smiled, seeing how much the word irritated the older man. He decided, right then and there, that he would always call him that. The shadow that passed over the so far completely calm face surprised him, but he was in no way scared. He was confident (and just a bit too much arrogant), thinking that he could surely hold his own against anyone. Thus, the next question shocked him, just a little bit, as he really couldn't see it coming.

You are actually asking me? he said, his tone the same, but the expression on his face just a little bit different. Generally looking, William hated the world, and the world hated William in return. However, while this was true, it was also true that the small things such as asking questions and showing concern could, when repeated frequently, easily change his mind. Sadly, the fact that his friends were scarce and rare showed to the fact that only one of ten people was willing to do that.

Pulling his legs up to the desk again, William brought them close to his chest, prompting his elbows against his knees, so he could lean his head against his palms, looking at his teacher with mild curiosity.

Honestly speaking, teach, I don't need power classes. he said, his voice lazy and slow. I got my powers completely under control some time ago. Ever since Warrior was summoned, actually. he said, pointing to the silver-haired spirit. However, the other idiots-that being the most of the stuff here-are afraid of what I would do if I were to be left alone. You see, I have a bit of a reputation here. he said, chuckling softly. So they kinda moved me between themselves, hoping that one of them could control me, only to get sick of me after few weeks. The reason you are here, listening to this, is that the last time that happened, it turned out they have run out of teachers to dump me on. So, here you are, fresh of the island, and stuck with a problem student. How does that make you feel? he smiled again softly, however, with venom boiling in his eyes, it did not look angelic at all.

At first, teacher's words excited them. He didn't understand the first part about commanders and what not as he was too busy thinking about the second. It seemed like Az (he really couldn't remember the teacher's full name) was basically asking him to fight him. And William was always up for a fight. Against everything and everyone. However within a second, William's lazy, excited demeanor collapsed. Nothing was left of a soft smile, not even a venom boiling in his eyes, as he slowly repeated Azrael's last words.

Desummon them? he whispered, his voice barely audible, as the cold chill run through the room. Desummon them?! he repeated, the heat making its way back into his voice through the cold. Why don't I try decapitating your head as the proof of my mastery instead?! he yelled, his whole body trembling with anger, but also fear. Desummon them? Lose them? Kill them, making them come back as nothing more but empty shells ready to listen to his every command? Now, just when Warrior gained his sense of self? Now, when losing Spirit would be like losing a better part of himself? Now? NEVER. he yelled, the very air around him shimmering with his boiling anger, as the power within him went highwire, trying at the same time to make the two spirits already summoned stronger, as well as summon more to protect them. Not William, like it was their one and only purpose. Them. This caused a confusion like none his body has ever seen, causing him to scream in pain in return, as his body started collapsing from the inside out.

You idiot. Spirit snapped his teeth at Azrael, leaping to his feet and growling deep within his throat. Do you have not one brain cell in your head?! Warrior, get rid of him, now! And as the wolf screamed, he went to the boy, nudging at him with his nose, pleading, begging, trying to calm him down, the warrior flew across the room, drawing one of his swords. Understood.