Fear

"Menschen verdant!" Böse scoffed to himself as he walked down the hall with his shoes covered in blood. Böse just left his arts/cinema wing from his unpainted meeting with and interesting freshmen of high school/mind manipulated/sadist Alice. They had just agreed on an alliance for when shit would hit the fan or Alice needed a job done, after his shadow Drohung massacred the routing students outside the computer lab, hence the blood. Böse respected this small child, mainly because of her immense power of brain control and the fact that she holds a whole organization solely for the purpose to take over the world. However, this wasn't the first small child that impressed the large Shadow Wraith. Not only a week ago he had run into a small middle schooler who had shown great potential by being able to manipulate water or even communicate with animals. He had recently saved her life from high schoolers who wished her harm just to be able to post some pathetic excuse of cinema on a free website. When this occurred, he saw respect given to him from this small girl who had nothing of her own. Böse had great interest in this small girl, thinking of the smallest possibility that she went to this academy of the gifted, but he also figured that she was a castaway who roamed the streets and survived in the woods. Either way, the Wraith would search for Claire to make her and apprentice of his, to teach her the way of <a href='http://mortalkombat.wikia.com/wiki/Wing_Chun' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Wing Chun,</a> or a martial arts stance used for speed and quick strikes, like his own stance of Monkey.

Böse walked down the hall to head to one of the K-12 class rooms to find an empty room and projector to test out his documentary of the hurricane. he walked down running into children who seemed to be in elementary by the fact that the smiled up at the dark figure with the happy ignorance the have for all things and running into middle to high schoolers who stare in fear and confusion that a pitch black ninja-clad college student was walking down their halls. Böse was coming up to a door that had a light inside of it, he tilted his head to the fact that its never been used and would be the room he would always walk into to use. He walked by and saw a small girl with long silver hair for a brief moment. Now passed the room he paused, could that have been Claire? Böse thought of the possibility, but he shrugged it off knowing that a small girl who almost got herself killed in a city would not be in a highend academy and continued to walk to his plan B which was the studio next to it that would be used for an arts class for the K-12 students.

The Wraith entered the empty room, he looked around to see a screen already down and the hook up to a projector already out. "Ich komme hier oft, dass sie wusste, dass ich hier seine würde." Böse threw his laptop onto the teachers desk and began to hook up the right cables for the projector. Once everything was in place, Böse pulled up his Hurricane Daniel documentary, but as soon as he was about to press play, a familiar voice echoed in the room.

"DO you remember me Böse?" Böse sat the at his desk as he said, pale white eyes moving from his screen to the small girl. "Natürlich steht ich erinnere dich, kleine". The Wraith bowed its head as it sat at the desk, he motioned to the seat nearest the the teacher's desk. Come, sit, watch, young Claire. Böse hit the play button which caused a loud booming voice that sounded like the Wraith. Fear Me! Nightmarish wording appeared on the screen that read 'FEAR ME PRODUCTIONS'.

Translation(rough):
Ich komme hier oft, dass sie wusste, dass ich hier seine würde:
I come here many times that they knew that I would be here

Natürlich steht ich erinnere dich, kleine:
Ofcourse I remember you, small one

Böse was pleased to see that small Claire showed respect towards him and did as she was told. The Wraith stared at the young girl as she watched his documentary, jumping at his loud booming slogan, which made him chuckle. As the documentary went on, showing the different shots Böse took of the destruction of the city and the frantic, but futile, attempts of the rescue team to save those trapped in the wreckage, Böse continued to stare at the young one, to see what kinds of emotion arose from he watching the aftermath on the screen.

"Zhere are two different vays one can interpret zhis film. Some look at it and zhink, 'oh how sad that they lost their homes and lives', AH!" The documentary continued with different interviews and shots of the wreckage, but it was paused by Böse when a picture of a man was impaled by scaffolding from the buildings in the city, but not only is he covered in blood, he is also covered by black looking liquid that seems to be tar that could have come from the hurricane. "However, there are ozhers vho zhink, 'Oh this is fucking scary! This has to be some form of conspiracy! Fear is in my sole for what will happen to me!?' And zhey are right. Böse zooms in on a black spot in the background onto of the fallen building, a dark figure with white eyes takes its place as it starts to clear its quality. Böse again chuckles to himself at the picture.

"Zhis emotion that you are feeling, zhat is fear, it is vhat controls emotion and humans over all. Böse stood up and gripped onto the small girls head to make sure she was staring at the screen. The Wraith leaned over to speak into her ear as she looked petrified at her blurry savior on the screen. "Not only does fear drive zhis vorld, it also ends it, like zhat disrespectful cur on zhe screen. Trying to push me over to save himself, so I helped him, like any good semariten should, but he seemed to have tripped when i gave him a friendly push forward. The shadow being chuckled as he felt the girl shake in his hands. I am zhe knight in shining armor you saw in zhat alley vay, however, I vork much different zhan zhose in zhose ridiculous fairy tales. I save zhose vho show respect to zhose with power, even if it is in fear.[/b]

Böse's hands slid down the girls head to her neck, Böses rough black leather gloves gripping softly as Claire could feel his cold lifeless hands on her skin. His head now on the left side of her's, his black metal mask can be seen out of her peripherals if she were to look. "I saw potential in zhis fragile little body of yours, you stood up to me when i challenged you and you showed no fear. Vhat is zhe difference now? If you let fear control you young one, zhan you shall be of no use to me… With his left hand still on her neck, he pushed making her head tilt right and made a violent cracking noise with his mouth. …Zhat would be unfortunate don't you zhink?" Böse let go of the girl and sat back down at the teacher's desk and continued to play the documentary, where each shot, had a small yet similar black dot, and sometimes had two. Böse now losing his amusement of the documentary because of the shaking girl in the room, he stared, emotionless, for a response.

"I told you, I don't fear you. You can't make me fear you to get your way." The Wraith let out a small chuckle, the deep demonic voice echoing over the sound of the intense music from his documentary. "wunderba" The documentary ended with a warmhearted quote from Böse's fake American accented voice, however, it seemed to have left most humans scared after it has been said. "Vell zhen young one, if I can't get vhat I vant by inflicting fear into your frail human body and mind, vhy are you here? Vhat possessed you to seek the embodiment of fear?"

Böse already knew this answer, but he wanted to hear it from the girl. It was clear that she wanted to learn from the Dark Wraith, however, what would her purpose be? Revenge? Respect? Payment for saving her life? Why was this girl attached to this being of hatred. This puzzled Böse, but it didn't show through his emotionless stare, which pierced through Claire's eyes to detect any sort of awkward movement that gave off a lying signal. Böse has been through his days of being a kid, and even being around them, he know fulwell that they will lie without a cause, or reason. Böse's feet now up on the desk as he leaned back in his chair, waiting for the girl to make a move or speak, he was patient when respect was present. That was key, rules, and outright law.

Translation(rough)
Wunderba( r ): Wonderful
V's replace W's
Z's replace T'(h)'s