(I axedently double posted.)

Elyon chuckled and leapt into the air mid-run, did a somersault, and landed way ahead of Django.

"I'm not holding back either."

Django spun like a pinball and chased Elyon down. "I will not lose in a race."

Elyon smirked. "Oh really? Let's see."

Elyon pushed forward harder, running faster.

Django summoned his light wings and glidded past Elyon. "Im CHEATING!

Elyon's hair grew longer. Eyes became red; height increased. She became the self she only used while hunting. She leapt up into the air and caught onto Django's leg. She swung forward and landed onto the ground.

"This has to stop sooner or later. We're getting closer!"

"Your right. But I dont give a crap!" He zoomed past her and skimmed the grass.

"Fine." Elyon pumped her legs and fell to her knees at the Dorms.

Elyon glanced up at him. "You won. Congratulations."

(To the Dorms?)

"Alright! Im gonna go pass out now. Ugh..." He fell over and fell aslee. His energy was low and his wings left 2 open holes in his back.

Autumn sighed. She picked up her shirkens, kept them close at hand as she began to play on her laptop.

Somewhere in the corner of the practice courts, the vamp kid watched her.

"Errm, is it me or is that wall Django crashed into.." Tom ventured

"The one with the gaping hole in it"

"Yeah that one. It looks like it's gonna fall down at an moment."

The wall collapsed sending a dust cloud towards them.

"I got the trans stone, let's go."

And they dissapeared

Autumn sighed as she closed her laptop. She saw the vampire and instantly, fear filled her. She put her laptop in her case and began running toward the gym.

The vampire grinned, "ah my buddy wants to play hard to feed. Excellent." He disappeared.

Elyon glanced at the wall that Django had run into. It was crumbled on the ground. She smirked and shook her head.

She began to train, stretching first.

"Wow. Did I do that?" Django appeared infront of Elyon out of knowhere, being hit with the fist.

"Apparently."

Elyon drew back a curled fist and thrust it into one of the targets.

"Hmm. That actualy hurt." He said pulling his face back out. "Your getting stronger. Its been a long time since I have felt anything."

Elyon glanced at Django and smiled.

"Thanks."

Django took 2 fingers and aimed at one of the targets. "Gimmie chocolate!!!" A green energy wave shot out at the target and turned it into solid chocolate. "Yay!"

Elyon stopped training and glanced around boredly.

"Hey, Django. Wanna battle me?"

"Alright. I need to burn off some energy anyway." He said takeing a bite out of the target.

"Excellent. Weapons or hand-to-hand combat?"

"I dont mind what you use. I only use hand to hand." he said fininshing the coco-target.

"Great. I'll be back in a sec."

Elyon sped back to the dorms and grabbed her bow and arrows. which she used very little. She swung it over her shoulder. She sped back to the courts. She strung her bow and aimed at one of the targets. She let it loose; it struck the center of the target.

"Nice shot." He ran to the other side of the courtyard. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah."

Django ran across the courtyard at fullspeed and tried to use his rappid punch. "Dodge this!"

"Well, since you can't die easily, I'm sure you won't mind this..."

Elyon aimed an arrow for him.

"Go ahead and shoot." He pointed a finger at the arrow.

"That thing wont even make a scratch in me."

Elyon smiled at him and let the arrow loose. She ran around and hid in the trees. She silently strung another arrow.

The arrow landed between his eyes. "Ouch. That is going to need a bandage." He pointed to the trees she had ran for. "Lets see how powerful trees are when they are made of chocolate."

Elyon leapt to the ground silently as the trees turned into chocolate. She shot the strung arrow at Django.

"Try to catch me, sweetie."

She ran in the opposite direction.

"Haha!" He charged a chocolate beam in his hand and started running after her. "Who are you calling sweetie?"

Elyon giggled and strung another arrow. She aimed it at Django. While he was distracted, she disappeared into the forest.

"You're in my element now."

"Interesting. I like my element better." He pointed at the ground and released a chocolate beam pulse, turning a few trees into chocolate. "Thats better."

Elyon leapt from a tree branch and wrapped her arms around Django's neck. She dragged him to the ground; he flipped on top of her.

She grinned. "Who said I don't like chocolate?"

"Good." He pointed 2 fingers at Elyon. "Lets see how mutch you like BEING CHOCOLATE!!"

Elyon laughed. "Don't!"

"Why are you laughing?" The tip of his finger glowed green.

"Well being turned into chocolate doesn't exactly sound life-threatening."

Elyon kissed his cheek. "Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't do anything to hurt me."

"Alright. You got me." He pointed away and shot out the energy. "Why would I turn you into chocolate? It makes no sense. Now then I have to go wash my clothes." He said looking down at his blood stained clothes and pulled out the arrow from between his eyes.

Elyon got off of the ground and turned her head one side, smiling.

"I'll be training here. You know where to find me if you need me."

"Actualty...I do need help. I've been haveing nightmares. Bad ones, about the labritory." He said takeing off his cloak, hanging it on a chocolate tree.

"Tell me about the dreams."

"It always starts the same way. I wake up on the ground which is covered in broken glass and blood. All around me are the dead scientists who made what I was. I will then do one of 3 things. Run, cry, or laugh evily." He said turning a few rocks into candy.

"Hmm..." Elyon thought for a moment, eating a piece of chocolate. "Maybe you need to think about the dreams in metaphorical terms. Maybe they have double meanings."

"Oh really? I think it means I am a creation for evil." He said sadly.

Elyon kissed him deeply, staying like that for a long moment.

"You are not evil," she said.

"Hmm." He looked up at the sky. "I need a nap." He ran off to the library.

I walk into the practice courts and set up a target. I take out my desert eagle. I fire 10 shots and drop the mag. I walk up.

10 perfect hits I think to myself and smile.

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