[X]Head back to Winslow. You need to recharge your source of energy and fast. And maybe began fortifying.
I didn't even need to tally this.
2.1
I ran back to Winslow as fast I could, taking care to avoid being seen. Occasionally an ambulance or a police vehicle would speed by, but I kept to the darkness. Doubtless some of the witnesses would have notified the police or the PRT of my appearances.
Fuck. This was all so fucked up, what was wrong with me?
I was borderline cannibalistic for fucks sake! Was it that strange energy? Was it causing me to become so homocidal?
Regardless, it was too late. The PRT was sure to find who I am, and I need to have access to my powers in case there's a confrontation and the only way to do that is to be here at school.
Here I will be practically invincible, sitting atop an near infinite source of energy.
I ran up the steps of Winslow and tried the door- to my surprise it was opened. I was half expecting needing to break in.
As soon as I step into the main foyer I paused, eyes widening in shock.
The energy was massive. It permeated everything. And it pulsed.
What the fuck, it was never like this before!
I walked through the silent and empty hallways and then I heard them.
Voices, whispering.
I snuck closer and closer towards one of the classrooms. My heightened senses let me pick up voices. A cacophony of voices, screeching and stringing together disparate languages, meanings, rhythms and tones. But they all had a central message.
"Lords of darkness, masters of blood and vengeance, you who are of the infinite masses-"
"Changoa Dulatyuaah Shilaaai ooogath!"
"Bypass the Lodestones, bypass the wards of the old creatures!"
A message of evil.
I felt this instinctively. With every word they utter, the energy flared and became stronger.
"Fuck, this is getting us nowhere. Why is the Window not opening?"
Wait.
That voice.
It was Sophia Hess.
Another voice answered her and now that she wasn't chanting, I could recognize her voice easily.
Principal Blackwell! Son of a bitch. No wonder the faculty never cared, she and Sophia were in cahoots in whatever sick cult they were in.
"Patience Sophia. Perhaps we are getting the spells wrong."
"Your freaky Master didn't tell you the right words to say?"
"I hear whispers, I don't know. I had to do most of the research myself."
"I am starting to have doubts."
"Enough! You know it makes us stronger. You can feel the energy can't you?"
Holy shit that was Mrs. Knott. And they could feel the energy?
Sophia snarled, "Yeah, barely. It makes me stronger though, which is why I bothered helping you at all. This master of yours better deliver."
"Master will make you the strongest Sophia. The Demonata are the ultimate predators and will gladly accept you within their ranks."
I am waaay in over my head.
Demonata?
Spells?
They were fucking insane. But they had something to do with that strange energy. So maybe not so insane.
I need to find out more, but....seriously, this sounds like it's really bad.
[]Call the PRT and tell them what you had overheard.
[]Attack
[]Wait and see what happens.
[]You're pumped up on energy, time to go home.
[]Write in
About the threadmark, we're now on 2.1, meaning that we're on Chapter 2, this is so it's easier for me to figure out when I get around to compiling a story only archives or threads.