"Can I help you, Kirric?" Delta glared at Kirric, hoping he'd back down, but read nothing from the Dragons' blank face. He shivered as the red wings blocked out the sunlight before flapping down, and sending dirt into his eyes, forciing him to blink.

Kirric stood there, thinking things through.

"Delta, would you care to spar?" Kirric enquired.

Delta forced a smile in return

"I'd be delighted" an he drew out Icefinger and stood at the ready

Delta parried, holding Kirric at bay for the moment, senseing for a weakness. Circleing around each other they parted.

"Where did you learn to hold a sword Vampire?" Delta hid his annoyance, and attacked, sending the black Katana flying. They withdrew from each other once more. Delta looked at Kirric and frowned. When did he put that armour on?

Kirric drew in energy and started to change, just a little. His vision became sharper, and his torso became a metallic red. His arms also took a crystalline red, and a row of spines curved down them, and down his back. He blinked as his black Katana flew away from him, and they parted.

Kirric growled and leapt at Delta, who ducked and they fought, their blades almost a blur. The both gasped and withdrew, Kirric sporting an ice covered slash across his front, and delta sporting a cut on his arm. His sheild was on the floor, straps broken. They circled around each other.

Once again, Kirric lunged, taking Delta by surprise and disarming him. Grabbing round Deltas middle, Kirric took off, and flew towards the lake.

"Kirric, let me down" Delta breathed heavly eyes shut tight. He gathered himself to look Kirric in the eye. "Please" he begged. Kirric let go, and delta fell down towards the center of the lake

Kirric flew up to the top of the school.

Mid fall Delta whipped out Silver- slinger and fired, before plungeing into the cold murky depths of the lake

Standing in the practise courts,legs apart,facing forward.She took a deep breath and focused on her target.She closed her eyes.And smirked,within one quick motion,eyes still closed,she bent down grabbed the blade and threw it.She opened her eyes.Hmm.A little off.

finally after a while, Ian found something, the practice courts. Good, Ian thought, I should make sure I can still take on someone when the time comes.

He reached for his marble bombs, and let a few loose on some practice dummies, blowing them to bits. "Perfect" Ian stated. For the last few dummies, he let his flame powers consume him, setting his hands on fire, then he sent a few fireballs to the dummies, catching them on fire. "I should put it out, but I'll let someone else do that", Ian said as he walked away, trying to find the dorms next to put his bag and gear down.

Kirric appeared for the second time in the practise courts, hefted the transport stone, before carefully placing it in his locker. He then strode out onto the practise court and started to warm up, adding a bit of armour to his physique and brushing up on his hand to hand skills.

Django appeared behind Kirric out of nowhere. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAllo. I hope your ready."

Kirric turned around smiling

"Ready when you are"

"Ready..3,2,1,1/2,Go." Django rushed at Kirric and delivered a jump kick to his head.

Kirric steped to the side, knocking away the kick and swishing down a chop on the back.

"ow...Arent you a fast one. Now im angry." Django punched Kirric as fast as he could move his hands. "Dodge this!"

Kirric stepped to the side again, catching on of Django's arms and pulling it forward, locked out. He then brought his other hand onto his shoulder, pushing Django forward by levering his arm.

"Bad idea." Django used the leverage to spring back off the ground and give Kirric a powerful upercut. "Catch!"

Kirric jerked his head back at the last moment, before delivering a side kick in return.

"OW! How can you keep doing that?" Django said while flying into a wall.

Kirric shrugged.

"Use the persons strength against themselves. Only counter attack when safe and block or dodge. It's called self defence."

Kirric raised his guard once more.

"Come on!"

Django rose from the pile of rubble he made after crashing into the wall. He grinned a sinister grin. "Now im realy mad."

He pulled his gloves off and grew dark claws. He rushed full force at Kirric and began slashing randomly.

Kirric stood his ground and dedicated himself to blocking the attacks. A few got through, the black claws that should have sunk deep into his skin, skitting across half formed red scales, leaving thin scratches. He caught both Djangos claws on a double block, pushed them away from him, and with a flap of his wings, leapt over Django.

"Oh no you dont." Django jumped backwards and bicycle kicked Kirric in the back.

Kirric grunted as he recieved the kick in the back, snapping shut his wings as he rolled forward, leaping up again at the ready to face Django.

"hehehehe." Django lunged at Kirric at imense speed. "Say hello to my little friend."

Kirric registered a moments alarm before creating a bright fireball in his hands in defense.

"Hssssssss!!!" Django crashed into the ground. "Its too bright!!!" He rolled on the ground in pain.

With a slight twitch of the hands Kirric extinguished the fireball, blinking a lot to remove the after images.

"Sorry, that was just a natural defence to me, sorry if it hurt you"

"Am I late?" Tom gasped out, arriving in the practise courts as there was a break in the fighting.

"Its fine." Django put his gloves back on, makeing his claws dissapear. "Your right on time. I was getting my butt whupped."

"Hey I wouldn't worry about it. I've had about 750 years practise, and you were quite good." Kirric extended a hand to help pull Django up.

Tom shook his head at Kirric, still trying to get his breath back. Kirric still suprised him sometimes.

"750 years? Wow. I'm as tall as you and i'm technically not even 9 yet." He said grinning. Django looked like he was about 21.

"Dragons, dragon shapeshifters are different. We are born from the egg as you dragon cubs. For the first fifty years we stay like that, by our parents, this is the first year of a dragons life. By the end of this year you can normally tell if they can shapeshift or not. Having two legs and looking fairly human tends to be a dead giveaway. Spent the next 750 years learning dragon lore and defence, then they decided to send me here. Would have been sent to a proper school, but I can't get rid of my wings so, I came here."

Tom nodded at Kirrics words. He'd heard the bit about the wings before.

"Is a 'Dragon' year the equivelant of 50 normal years by any chance?"

"Yeah, that's why I look 16. As a dragon, I am 16."

Elyon bounced with one hand and flipped into the air, dodging the blow of a bomb. Her muscles ached with each step. She licked the salty sweat off of her upper lip. Her short hair stuck to the back of her neck, the longer strands flew behind her in a frenzy.

Only...so much, she thought. Just a...little more.

Elyon screamed as another blast was aimed for her. She leapt into the air, pushing with her entire body. Slowly she dived through the air and flipped twice. Elyon landed perfectly, her arms splayed out at both sides. Her feet absorbed the impact; then her ankle began to hurt.

She kneeled down and fell back onto the ground. A searing pain ripped through her. The worst thing had just happened to her.

Elyon had sprained her ankle.

"Elyon!" Django jumped from a nearby tree and landed next to her. "are you ok? I could hear your bones crack."

"I'm...fine."

Elyon rose to her feet carefully and held onto one of the walls. She bit her tongue to keep from crying out.

"I just need--to go to--the nurse," she said. Elyon began to walk, but she accidentally placed weight on her ankle. She fell to the ground. "AH!"

It was worse than she thought.

"Goddamn it," she whispered, the pain still sharp. "I can't do any stupid thing without getting hurt!"

"This is going to feel very familiar." He said, picking up Elyon again. "New option. Chose your speed. Slow,med,fast,very fast, holy crap, or WTF was that?"

Elyon winced as her ankle hung limp. She glanced at Django.

"Is this really necessary?" she snapped. "I can still walk, you know."

She realized how harsh she sounded.

"Sorry. Pain makes me irritable."

"Oh you can walk now can you?" He looked smugly. "Well then you can walk yourself to the nurse and I can go back to my nap."

"Hey," Elyon murmured in a softer tone, "I'm sorry."

She kissed him gently.

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Tom headed over to where the girl had landed, but Kirric held him back for a moment, watching as they shared an obviously tender moment.

"Oh."

"Now then, I feel like running and you need to get the nurse. Lets ride!" He said speeding past Tom and Kirric.

"Shallwe grab the trans stone and see how they are, or head up to the Dorms?" Tom asked.

"Both."

Autumn wandered into the practice courts. She looked around and she saw a nearby dummy. She smiled as she got a few feet away and started whipping her shirkens at the dummy, watching it wobble as the force kept coming.

Elyon leapt out the window and grabbed onto a tree branch. She flipped around once and soared through the air, catching up easily with Django. She caught herself as she landed on the ground and pumped her legs with her entire body, running like the predator she really was.

Autumn kept hitting the dummy. She walked over and grabbed her shirkens. She looked at them, "this isn't going to protect me..." she sighed.

"Took you long enough." He stood next to her. "First to the dorms wins."

Elyon smiled, her eyes flashing.

"Sure."

This time, Elyon took off first.

"Huh!" Django speed off and caught up with Elyon. "You cheated. Now I'm not holding back."

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