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Victors Return

The day went by normally. In the middle of the third class, Aoi had a vision. She saw the cars pull up to the school and the people getting out. Then she saw the school, which was nothing but cinders and rubble, with dead bodies lying around and with one person standing triumphantly atop the pile, but she couldn't see who it was. She raised her hand. She was outside in Coach L.'s class.

"What?" Coach asked.

"I have to go talk to the Headmaster," she said.

"Hmm. How important is this?"

"You may be dead in the next few minutes." His eyes widened.

"Is that a threat?" he asked her walking up to her.

"Not by me. By someone else."

"Who else?" Aoi decided that she didn't have time to answer so she just walked off to back inside. "Hey! Get back here!" Coach caught up with Aoi just as she entered Jack's office. "What do you think you are doing?!"

"I'm saving our damn lives!" she yelled.

"What now, Aoi?" Jack asked her.

"Victor's coming. Again. But this time, with an army."

"What?!"

"Victor's coming back God dammit!"

"To do what?"

"To kill. Us. All!" Jack looked into her eyes. They showed honest determination with a hint of fear.

"I believe you," he said after a moment.

"Thank you," she said as she continued to stand there.

"I'll call the Order. I'll get as many members as I possibly can. Aoi, you need to go alert the others. This is a matter of life and death." Aoi nodded and she ran back outside. Jack went to his phone and he called the Order.

Outside.

Aoi was telling everybody about what she saw. A few really believed her. Others didn't. She had to convince them that this was a matter of life and death. Jack was done placing the call and he went outside to gather all the students inside. When he was done counting everyone as they headed inside, that's when he heard the noise. The sound of multiple engines. Countless armoured, black vehicles appeared coming down the driveway. Jack froze with fear, recognizing the logo of a demon-like bird that was spray painted on all of the cars. It really was Victor. He then heard another sound. The sound of something dive-bombing through the air. A black blur appeared in the sky and it plunged onto the ground leaving no marks whatsoever. The figure stood up and looked at Jack with it's evil looking wings shrinking back.

"Hello… brother," Victor said. Jack had found his courage and he stood his ground.

"Victor," he spat. His angrily stern expression was met by one of evil arrogance.


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