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A School of Villains [IC/Not Accepting/PG-16]


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Not long after they had set their usernames and passwords had Dr. Cagey given them the assignment to hack into the other students' accounts and steal virtual currency. Rusty stretched his gloved paws. He had never been one to attempt hacking and, of course had no idea how to do it discreetly. However, he did know how to program machines and mechanics, and if there was anything he could do, it was brute force and issue until he got an answer. With the mechanical fingers of his gloves poised over his keyboard, he prepared himself to get to work until the door had slammed open and, on the other side, was yet another robot.

 

The robot announced that Dr. Cagey's job had been terminated and stunned the villain immediately. "I am your new software teacher. Please, call me Bit, and proceed with the assignment Dr. Cagey provided as if this scuffle never happened."

 

Rusty stared at his view-screen in relative disbelief. "Hm. Ominous and suspicious indeed, however I am not one to question an opportunity to not be taught by a filthy, lowly human!"

 

However, immediately after all of this had transpired, the bell had rung. As strange as it was, the teacher had paid no protest to what had happened and each student got up from their seats and gone to their next classes. Rusty's next class was chemistry, something he had anticipated to be an easy grade. The class started with yet another human degenerate teaching them, though as young as she appeared Rusty knew that she would still be older than him, definitely in cat years even.

 

"Your homework is to make something! Anything! I don't care what it is, as long as you made a concoction out of two or more things, alone or with a group. I've got a lab at my house you can use if you need one." Detox announced. Simple enough, Rusty had a few formulas on hand in his suit's database that he could cheese out simply enough. Detox then leaned forward at her desk. "And if you'd like some extra credit... I've got a little game we can all play, since I got Headmaster's permission to use the courtyard today. Interested?"

 

"Extra credit?" Rusty asked through his suit's speaker. "And what, pray tell, would we be doing?"

 

 

 

Arleigh

 

"Will you really? I've always wondered how it would feel to get shot. Will you aim for my knees? I've heard that hurts the most you know. Or perhaps my gut. That's a long lasting pain. Oh, goodness, this is ever so exciting!" One of the other female students stepped towards Arleigh, closing the distance slowly. The joy in her tone infuriated Arleigh beyond measure, and as the girl came closer she would soon find herself staring down the barrel of a military shotgun. Unlike any of the smaller weapons that Arleigh used, a point-blank shot from this would definitely do some serious, if not permanent damage to the face.

 

"ONE..." Arleigh said, clearly skipping two.

 

"Alright, kiddos..." The gym teacher interrupted, and Arleigh froze in place with the tip of her barrel pressed against Mary's forehead.

 

"Aright, jeez. We'll get into your weird murder hole or whatever," Randall said, walking past Arleigh, nudging her towards the "murder hole" and taunting as he did so. "Why don't we settle this in... there."

 

A wide, wide smile spread underneath Arleigh's mask, but this anticipation was followed by an immeasurable degree of rage as the bell rang and they had to leave for their next class, much sooner than anticipated. Arleigh lowered the arm that had turned into a shotgun quickly and began to shake violently as the same sounds resounding from her cloak as she transformed once more. Then, she let out a bloodcurdling scream as her poncho was whipped up, revealing that the entirety of her right arm had transformed into a massive anti-material rifle. With a deafening and thunderous bang and blinding flash of red light, the gun was fired at the crowd of students running laps around the room. In one instance, the student was running normally like the others. In the next, his body was firmly embedded into the gymnasium's wall, trickles of blood running down from where his nose had presumably been shattered to dust from the impact.

 

The large rifle vanished into another cloud of black smoke as it reformed back into her arm, and as the gym student pealed off from the wall and fell to the floor the yellow light from Arleigh's goggles vanished, and she lifted them to reveal her normal eyes.

 

"Well that's unfortunate," she said in her normal tone. "But I suppose we'll have our 'fun' some other time. I'll see you later."

 

 

"That's my name. Deadvolt," Arleigh's physics teacher had written on the wall. Arleigh, herself, had once again taken the seat right smack-dab in the middle of the room. "Today's class is too short to get anything practical done, so I've got a basic assignment that will define your experience here for the rest of the year. The cold hard truth is, heroes don't play fair. You'll start by fighting just one, and then twenty more come out from the woodworks like cockroaches. They get scientific geniuses to build them special gadgets. In a one-on-one situation, the hero will almost always beat their villain. So we, being the objects of their disdain, have to rely on strength in numbers. As such, today's assignment is to group up. I don't care if it's in pairs or larger groups, but I want every student grouped up with at least one other student by the end of this class. I'll explain more after you've taken care of that. Anyone that fails to complete this assignment will be removed from my class starting tomorrow."

 

Deadvolt then asked to see Kess personally, who stood up and walked over to the door, pausing after she wrenched it open to point directly at Arleigh. "Hey," She said, shooting a scornful look at everyone but Arleigh. "Don't anybody think of partnering with Gunbitch over here while I'm gone... She's fucking MINE."

 

Kess walked through the door and closed it behind there. Arleigh paused and blinked a couple times. "I am a modern woman who will make her own decisions thank you very much," she said simply, then stood up from her seat.

 

Arleigh briefly scanned the room, finding the usual list of suspects that she had encountered earlier throughout her school-day. However, there was at least one new face: a girl wearing a camouflaged overcoat not unlike the matte-black poncho that Arleigh had opted to wear. Not only that, but Arleigh could swear she saw the unmistakable shape of fire-arms hidden throughout her person. Arleigh got up from her seat and stood in front of the unknown student's desk. "Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the only other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?"


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When the bell rang, Devin was pretty sure that it had come sooner than it should have... But leaving Hitler behind was more than welcome. With a curtsy to the dead man, Devin quickly escaped, heading towards her next class.
 
Should I change out of this scheme...? Maybe not... If I shift too much day 1, people might notice... Buuuut they haven't noticed yet, so why not try a little more?
 
Slipping into the nearest bathroom, Devin entered a stall and put her hand in front of her, transforming it into a mirror that would allow her to see her entire body. With pursed lips, she began to edit what had once been her reflection until she was satisfied... Her hair was back to a light blue, but now it was pulled up into a messy ponytail. Her clothes became much more casual in appearance, wearing a black t-shirt and a jean skirt that reached just above her kneecaps. Walking out, she spun around in front of the mirror, clicking her heels on the floor until her shoes became a pair of sandals.
 
"Aah, it's nice to have actual feet... I wonder if I could get away with being barefoot..."
 
Without further ado, Devin headed towards her next class, planning to take the center seat, as the first one to arrive... Only to find that 'Guns' had once again stolen her seat, probably due to Devin's short trip to change her appearance. She felt the urge to bite on a handkerchief, but making one would be a little too blatant, so she opted to take a seat behind Arleigh once more. Class began shortly after, and seeing the girl seemed to have similar powers to that Kess brat... Devin paid close attention.
 
 
"That's my name. Deadvolt. Today's class is too short to get anything practical done, so I've got a basic assignment that will define your experience here for the rest of the year. The cold hard truth is, heroes don't play fair. You'll start by fighting just one, and then twenty more come out from the woodworks like cockroaches. They get scientific geniuses to build them special gadgets. In a one-on-one situation, the hero will almost always beat their villain. So we, being the objects of their disdain, have to rely on strength in numbers. As such, today's assignment is to group up. I don't care if it's in pairs or larger groups, but I want every student grouped up with at least one other student by the end of this class. I'll explain more after you've taken care of that. Anyone that fails to complete this assignment will be removed from my class starting tomorrow."
 
Devin took in the class, seeing who she could team up with... And her list ended up yielding three. The lusty merchant, the alien bird, or the gun girl. While Kess and Randall were also there... She had no desire to interact with the first, and the latter had been anything but helpful earlier. And, given that she had begun forming some sort of relationship with two of those, she decided to go with guns. However, in the blink of an eye, her target had disappeared.
 
"Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?"

"Hey now, that's not very nice." Devin pouted as she walked up to Arleigh and the new girl, "I don't think I've done anything to be unsensible. You even said we were alike in PE, remember?"

 

Devin turned and gave the other girl a wide smile, offering her hand out.

 

"We should work in a trio. Arleigh should remember me, but for you... My name is Devin Kismet. Nice to meet you!"


 

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And then the bell rang. "Motherfu​ck​er!" Randall shouted, turning away from the hole. "Fiiiiiiiiiiine, I'll kick their asses later." Randall grumbled, storming off without acknowledging anyone else.

 

 

And then it was physics. The teacher, Deadvolt, told them that their assignment was to group up. The reason? She didn't say, at least not yet. The thought of teaming up with one of these chucklefu​cks made him unreasonably angry. He worked solo, damn it! 

 

"I guess I gotta form a team..." He said begrudgingly, before scanning the room. His eyes locked onto the large bird alien that had eviscerated part of the cafeteria. Randall grinned; he liked the guts on him, and the power he showed was impressive, even if Randall ended up overshadowing the poor schmuck. With newfound pep in his step, he made his way towards Vix'us.

 

"Yo bird brain!" Randall said, slamming his hand on the alien's desks. "I gotta say, the sheet you pulled during lunch was impressive, even to me. How about us power houses team up, eh? "

 


 

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Natalia walked into her next class, and was greeted by a teacher that could easily be mistaken for a classmate. While she seemed young, however, she very clearly made a point to demonstrate that she was a teacher - both by outright stating it and by killing a man with poison. A fitting show of power for a chemistry teacher, although unnecessarily brutal. "What is it with villains and showing off..." Natalia grumbled, turning away from the horrifying display. 

 

Much like her other classes, today was also a short day. And just like her last class, she had an assignment. She had to make... anything... in the bottle by mixing things. She considered mixing some Gatorade powder into water, although she was sure Detox had something more villainous in mind. She also mentioned something about... extra credit.

 

"Extra Credit? Already?" Natalia spoke up, thinking about it. She turned to the other student that had spoken up, seeing... a robot? Well, it wasn't as strange as the weird bird alien that had nuked part of the cafeteria.

 

"Seems a bit early... What, exactly, did you have in mind?"


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Anyone near the Headmaster's office at the time of the unscheduled period change probably also noticed a particularly sickly-looking young man in a rather strange getup following after Zoe as she led him off to her next class for the day. From the look on his face, he was a mixture of confused, overwhelmed, and nauseated. As in "looking for a trashcan at every juncture in the hallway" nauseated. It was also painfully obvious that he was barely keeping up with her, apparently so woefully out of shape that simply hurrying down the hallway of a high school was a grand physical undertaking for him. The fact that he was coughing seemingly every third step was not helping things either, with his breath being constantly taken from him. Eventually though, along with his escort for the day, he managed to make his way into Detox's Chemistry class. Which he interrupted by bracing himself against the door frame and spending the next thirty seconds coughing his lungs out into a handkerchief which he pulled out of one of his jacket pockets. At which point he wiped his mouth off, put the thing away, and managed to straighten himself out to offer the class a smile and a wave of his right hand.
 
"Uhh...Hi!" He said, obviously out of breath, before turning to address Detox. "Sorry about the interruption, I'm uh...a transfer student?" Yeah that was as good a way to put it as any. This was a weird day for him. "My name is Aamon, and the Headmaster told me to just follow Zoe around for the rest of the day." And with that he, perhaps wisely, decided to cut this interruption as short as possible and find himself a seat in among his classmates with absolutely no concern whatsoever for how any of them might react to the periodic coughing fits and the slow seep of blood out of his left nostril.

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The rest of the period was left as free time, and Rain reclined back, whiling away the remaining minutes with alcohol. When the alarm rang, the feminine merchant lowered his head in a respectful nod to the Führer before walking out. He checked his schedule, glancing around on the school map to locate the physics classroom. Rain dusted himself off and stretched his arms with a loud yawn before entering. A quick look around the room revealed several others were already there, most of whom he recognized. He considered whether to approach any of them, but after the hectic messes of earlier, he was feeling a bit burnt out. Taking a seat to the side, he zoned out till the bell rung once more to start the signal of the period.

Deadvolt made an impressive entrance, and her cold and practical personality was plainly visible to every student in the classroom. This was definitely someone Rain couldn’t get on the bad side of. He sighed relieved internally Kess didn’t start anything with him. His nose scrunched up slightly. The smell of a burnt whiteboard was most definitely not pleasant either. The boy listened carefully as Deadvolt ran through the assignment for the class, before asking Kess to come and talk with her outside. Rain tilted his head. Do they know each other…? He pushed the thought away. The more important matter at hand was forming groups.

The other students seemed to have already formed groups though, and Kess’ loud declaration just before leaving to talk with the teacher was irritatingly noisy, nor did he want to bother wasting his time on her again. Devin, the guns girl, and some new-face soldier outfit girl were talking. It was definitely bound to cause issues when Kess came back. Rain wanted none of it. The only other group he could see was Randall Duke and the space alien bird.

Rain held back the urge to vomit. He was still revolted by the earlier sight of the alien crossdressing. Between this group and the other though, this one seemed relatively better though. On top of that, Randall wasn’t too problematic for Rain personally despite his aggressive attitude - much of which Rain had dealt with from clients in the past as well. He approached Randall, nodding and offering a small wave.

“Greetings, Dukes. I would hope you remember me. Perhaps we could group up together for the assignment?”

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Deadvolt had to admit, she wasn't expecting the slap, though the electricity from Kess didn't hurt that much. On a professional level, attacking a teacher should have been punished, but on a personal level, Deadvolt would have done the same. In fact, she recalled doing precisely the same at least once when she attended this school herself.

 

"The FUCK is wrong with you, bringing me here to this shitshow?!? The people here have all lost their damn MINDS."

 

"Do you think I like working with these people?" Deadvolt demanded in return. "I don't like my coworkers any more than you like your classmates, but while this entire city is a borderline madhouse, it's what we as villains have to work with until some serious changes come along with society on the surface. Like it or not, those other kids are your best ticket to taking down the heroes. Which brings me to this!"

 

Flicking a finger against Kess's eyebrow, just above her shiny new eyepatch, Deadvolt continued "Day one and you're already out an eye! What did you and the other students even do for this to happen so soon? ...no, don't answer that, I don't want to mull over the story during class."

 

"Er, Miss Deadvolt?"

 

The villain's attention snapped toward a student standing just outside her classroom door. "What?"

 

"I was sent by the Vice Principal to retrieve a... Vix'us Py'hrt?"

 

"Just take him," the villain sighed, a clear look of confusion on her face. "How does a cat tell anyone anything?" she growled under her breath, before returning her attention to Kess, while the student went into the classroom, shortly afterward stepping back out with the alien bird in tow. "I'm not going to tell you some sissy crap like 'just give them time, I'm sure you'll warm up to them' because you probably won't, but I will tell you that nobody becomes a renowned villain on their own. Like them or not, it's more convenient to have your classmates as allies than enemies. Let's get back to class."

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"Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the only other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?"

 

The girl at the front row seemed to be in deep thought about something, but was snapped back to reality by this Arleigh girl introducing herself. Glancing over the girl, she could conclude one thing. This Arleigh - if absolutely nothing else - had a good sense of fashion. Hopefully her competence was on par with it. Best of all, the pass for Deadvolt's assignment had just come to her.

 

"Sounds good to me. My n--"

 

"Hey now, that's not very nice." A sour look filled the girl's face at the interruption. "I don't think I've done anything to be unsensible. You even said we were alike in PE, remember? We should work in a trio. Arleigh should remember me, but for you... My name is Devin Kismet. Nice to meet you!"

 

"A trio works. Deadvolt even said it was all about strength in numbers. My name is Myra Frisk. Pleased to meet both of you."

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the classroom...

 

"Yo bird brain! I gotta say, the sheet you pulled during lunch was impressive, even to me. How about us power houses team up, eh?"

 

"I'm afraid that won't be the case right this second," a boy said from the door as he stepped inside, looking over the classroom before stopping on Vix'us. Stepping toward his desk, the boy continued "I'm currently working teacher aide duties, and the Vice Principal has asked to see this student. Come along now; let's not keep him waiting." Vix'us obliged, with little resistance but a bit of confusion, as the dark boy started back toward the door, looking over the class once again. Although his face had no detail to speak of, one could almost swear he was smiling. "I apologize for any disturbance my presence may have caused."

 

And then, the boys left the room, followed closely by the re-entrance of Deadvolt and Kess.

 

"...dunno what that was all about," Myra shrugged. "In any case, we should at least know what we're each capable of. So, Arleigh, Devin, what can you do?"

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Chemistry. Sarka's teacher was another groundwalker, but this one was different. At first, she thought the teacher was just a student with a big enough ego to sit at the teacher's desk without a care. Her demonstration with the poison though - something Sarka was quite interested in watching - told her otherwise. Whatever that stuff was that Detox had made, it killed that old guy pretty quickly. I might have to get myself a few bottles of that.

 

And then, from the corner of the room, a boy broke out into a coughing fit. He didn't seem okay by any standard.

 

"Sorry about the interruption, I'm uh...a transfer student? My name is Aamon, and the Headmaster told me to just follow Zoe around for the rest of the day."

 

"Unfortunately," Zoe sighed, opting for a corner seat that put as much space between herself and the other students as possible.

 

And then he sat down, taking a seat near Sarka. The deepfolk girl turned toward the sickly Aamon kid - his name almost sounded like it could pass off as a deepfolk name - and presented him with a simple question, clearly interested in the answer. "You dying or something over there?"

 

Elsewhere in the classroom, Natalia present a question to the teacher.

 

"Extra Credit? Already? Seems a bit early... What, exactly, did you have in mind?"

 

"I'm glad you asked." Leaning further onto her desk, Detox said "This assignment is optional, but encouraged. I've hidden a bunch of poisons and antidotes around the courtyard. Anyone participating will be given one of each to start, and try to knock out as many other students with the poisons as possible! Think of it like a battle royale game, but instead of guns, it's poison."

 

The room was silent for a moment, before Detox added, as if it was just a trivial afterthought, "Oh, none of the poison is lethal; it'll only knock you unconscious for a bit if you don't drink an antidote soon. Apparently it's 'unprofessional to encourage students to murder each other'."


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“Greetings, Dukes. I would hope you remember me. Perhaps we could group up together for the assignment?” Randall turned to Rain. She was in this class too? As he was about to reply, another person appeared in front of them. 

 
"I'm afraid that won't be the case right this second," A boy appeared, taking Vix'us away. 

"Fu​ck! I was gonna team up with that bastard!" Randall shouted, before turning to Rain. "Look's like you and me are teaming up." He said, cracking his knuckles. "I'm... still not sure what the fu​ck we're doing, but whatever. Just don't get in my way, aight?"
 


 


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Natalia turned to see the new batch of students that had came into the classroom. One of them looked like they were about to drop at any moment... was he sure he was in the right place? She was almost concerned for Aamon, before remembering where she was - he probably had some trick up his sleeve. The other one seemed tired of Aamon.

 

Her attention was brought back to the teacher when she mentioned what her plan was. "So you're... trying to get us to poison each other?" That sounded horrible, and yet it was exactly the type of exercise she needed to get over her fear of killing. Plus, she had an advantage for this if any of the poisons affected the respiratory system, and she did say it was non-lethal. "I'm game." She said hesitantly.


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