[End!] wake up call

Honestly, teach, I don't really care about my grade right now. William said, burying himself even deeper into the Spirit's fur, something he always did when he was scared. The wolf wrapped around him as always, as much as he could that is, for William has grown and only his tail could now reach all around the boy's body, and started nuzzling his head against his back, as William sighed heavily. Warrior let go of William's shoulder and set beside them, rubbing his back as well. This wasn't the first time William was in danger, but something like falling of the roof still made his heartbeat go sky-high, even though he was an idiot that he was.

I'm fine now. he said, taking a deep breath, and raising his head. And no, Az, I'm not hurt anywhere, don't worry. He smiled, just a bit, towards the teacher, somewhat glad he could hear an honesty worry in his voice. Though, on the other hand, it was only normal to worry for the person falling of the roof, so... He sighed.

Trust me, teach, I know I'm full of holes. he said, trying to stand up, but still needing to hold to the edge. Warrior helped him up, and William rubbed his leg, trying to get rid of the feeling of it falling asleep. That's why I train, as much as I can. The thing is, I often have no one to train against. The other students were mostly afraid of him, and for a good reason at that, and the teachers really couldn't be bothered with him, unless he was already making a mess, that is. So I do the best I can by myself, and I think I'm doing quite alright. He grinned, finally standing up by himself and shaking his head. That was scary, though. he said, looking down to the ground. I guess I'll have to work on my balance some more.

William frowned at him in confusion, taking a step back as much as he could, and lightly bearing his teeth in anger. Demon? he asked, seeking refuge by Warrior side. What are you babbling about, teach? The look in Azrael's eyes was eery, sending the chills down his spine, which was enough to make him take a step back and adopt a defensive stance, but, the words themselves caused no fear, but anger. Was he hearing it right? Did Azrael just call him a demon? A man-slayer?!

I don't know what hit ya on the head, teach, but you better explain yaself, and fast, otherwise ya gonna get a good beating for what you just said. William threatened, a cold look in his eyes. I might be delinquent and the problem child, heck, I even take pride in that, but never ever have I murdered anyone, and the demon part... Well that's just asking to be thrown over the edge, teach. As dictated by the world in which having no powers in normal, I am not human. However, there isn't a snowball's chance in hell that I am a demon either... And when it comes to that... Aren't you the same? he said, looking at Azrael's tail. So you better explain yarself, teach, or I'll be throwing you over the edge.

Damn, something hit him on the head quite good, don't you think? William whispered under his breath, getting ready for the attack. And now I have to throw him over the edge... He shifted his legs, making himself more stable, as Spirit growled, standing up, and taking his position in front of him.

I don't think he is crazy, William. the wolf said, baring his teeth. Or at least, not in the way you want him to be...

Damn! the boy cursed, stepping even more behind the wolf. And he was actually beginning to like this one! That's what you get for trusting a teacher... he gritted his teeth at himself, his anger becoming boiling hot by the minute.

Well, then he said, raising his head if there really are no exceptions... You might as well come at me... Az. Bringing his shoulders closer to his body, he shifted them a bit, relaxing them, making himself a smaller target, as well as giving himself a better starting position at the same time. Though I'll say it again. I AM NOT A DEMON. A demon child perhaps. But not a demon in itself.

Alright, this one has definitely lost it. William said, dropping his stance as he watched his apparently not teacher's back. Warrior, bring him down from there, will you? The silent creature sheathed the sword he had drown when Azrael jumped at them, taking a step forward, and grabbing the man by the collar. He then pulled back, with all the force he could master, which was quite a lot, and thus, when the man fell back to the ground, William could hear his spine crunching from the force.

Once he was lying down, William jumped forward, sitting on his chest and pressing his arms with his knees so he couldn't move. William was tall, and his body lean, but the had muscle, and a good deal of strength in them. He was now using all of it, threatening to crush the man's rib-cage.

Spirit moved next, sitting right behind him, and over the man's legs, pressing them down with all of his weight, and also putting his claws near one limb no man would ever want to lose, letting a deep growl out of his throat as he did so, warning him that, if he even thinked of moving, he will lose it.

And in the end, Warrior sat behind his head, pressing it between his knees as much as he could without crushing his skull, drawing a small knife from his belt, and putting it on Azrael's throat.

Only then did William begin to speak. You wanna know why I am not attacking? he said, his breath heavy, his body still trembling with anger. Because you are as stable as a three legged chair! he yelled, pressing his arms even harder. And I seriously doubt that you even know what you're talking about right now. Taking a deep breath, William looked him in the eyes. So I'm gonna explain it to you really slowly now.

First of all. he began. Please be aware than any one of us could kill you in quite a few extremely painful ways right now. Crashing your rib-cage, slitting your throat, severing off your manhood... Just to name a few. You got that? Good. Let's move onto the next thing then, shall we? And that would be-I AM NOT A DEMON. he said, poking Azrael's chest with his finger to mark every word. I might be an idiot, and sure as hell I'm violent, and love nothing more than causing problems for the teachers here, and yeah, I might not be human, but neither are you! Now there was a fire burning in his eyes, so bright and hot that it could burn the world down to the ashes. And in his opinion that would be just fine. The minute my family found out that I have powers, my father kicked me out of the house, after practically forcing me to rely on Spirit as my only hope of... well, anything! And the look of fear in the policemans' eyes as they picked me up from the street! I do not know what they were afraid of, that I would explode? Because that's how they looked at me? And you know what? he leaned his face closer to Azrael, and whispered. I was so weak back then that I couldn't do anything at all. So shut down, so broken that I wouldn't even speak. He straightened his back again, looking down on the man. That is all gone now, though. Gone, again, because of people here, teasing me, torturing me until I had no other choice but to explode. And this is what they get for it. And you only reap what they saw, Azrael. He grinned, madly, the anger and madness obvious in his eyes.

So yeah, I am not human, but only because humans won't let me be, and I see no reason to argue with them, since I really don't want to be a human either, if being human means kicking your own son in the streets, if being human means killing someone just because he is a bit different than you, a bit stronger, a bit more gifted. Yeah, truly, if that's what being human means, I am no human. And neither is anyone here, including your my dear friend. He leaned again against Azrael's chest, pressing it down with his weight, making it hard for the man to bread. Don't you get it? We were all created by humans, all of our parents completely normal, living their small lives in their small houses, completely unaware that their cute three year old would one day breath fire, climb walls or shift into some other form. We were all created by humans, but none of us is one. That's what the society dictates.