Awakening pt3

Glenn began the lesson with a few tweaks to the speech the tall professor gave at orientation, he then explained about how to wield stardust as a weapon to cleanse the addicted Nightjyg and there infected host, essentially right up until the tome is placed inside peoples hearts invisible factors like mental stability even parts of your genetic code affect what class of hunter you'll be, overall he stated that there were six classes Augmenter, Priest, Analyst, Magician, Mutant and Gunner depending on the class will affect how easily it is to learn other skills,

"Dose that mean if you're an augmenter but have little to no stardust generation your useless" Ameroon replied,

"Idiot, why on earth would they give use tomes that generated different amounts of stardust everyone gets the same amount," Fronrobos confrontationally replied with a smirk on his face

"Enough," Glenn said in a harsh voice Fronrobos shrunk back into his seat not forgetting the chalk incident. Glenn continued "right yes if you are lucky enough to be an Augmenter this is the easy to learn the basics but requires a lot of imagination and skill to master they are at the best when they're at the front of the party up close and personal to the Nightjygs , most of the famous Hunters therefore are Augmenters, Next is Priest they can reasonably learn the basics at a steady pace but excel at imbuing spoken words with stardust this technique will require a lot of mental training as you will need to clearly imagine what the world will do, high level priests achieve this by reciting something of significant importance too them like a child hood story book, they work best at longer range, Then there are the Analysts these people are masters of mid-range combat by sending out waves of stardust can alter structures of people's minds although this is easily blocked if you know what your looking for, this requires the some of the most creative fighting styles as the negative darkness emitted in the minds of affected hosts can alter an analysts mind killing them, the most affective uses of these abilities are seen in the headmaster using them to predict the future and hotspot locations of Nightjyg, After that there are the Magicians, very hard to master simple strength and stardust aura however the most versatile when it comes to creativity using a medium created by an illuminator can fire off massive blasts of stardust however burn through stardust crazily quickly and this can often lead to long hours of fatigue, are good second from last now almost done, Mutants alter there bodies by using stardust, they are strictly close combat with the most amount of power with high costs because altering ones body is extremely painful most mutants don't go into combat and are used along side Analysts as research however, a mutant who becomes a risen can be powerful as risen don't feel pain but they're dead and need a strong teather to this plane which is very unlikely. Finally, Gunner experts at long range capability can use stardust to silently and efficiently end targets life." Glenn placed his head in his hands and told us this is all starting knowledge more strengths and weaknesses will be revealed as you grow and push the boundaries of what is possible. When he finally finished explaining Glenn took out of his bag a gas mask and put it on, "the procedure to implant tomes into your bodies will now begin," Purple gas began to fill the room Dorima felt lightheaded as the kids in his class collapsed one by one, he saw Glenn chuckle to himself behind the gas mask as the darkness around his vision grew larger.

Dorima woke up in a dark room with one light shining down on him, his arms and legs were bound to the table with thick leather straps a gag was placed into mouth by tall surgeon who calmly said, "don't worry boy, I will implant this around your heart," he held out a small box with weird ancient text "Mmmrh," Dorima tried

"Don't try no one can hear you, now just fall into the darkness of your sleep" replied the surgeon he took out a scalpel from his pocket and duck it deeply into the left side of Dorima's chest. It cut into his skin like butter blood oozed out, the snap of a rubber glove was barely audible to Dorimas ears as the Drugs overwhelmed. The surgeon forcefully put his hand into the cut out square, as the box clamped down his heart Dorima tried to scream forced to see horrific visions of the past. Dorima was trapped in a box with a slit forced to watched Marco in a more twisted demonic form all semblance of humanity, his hands turned into blades his rib cage reversed into a mouth dripping with the darkness as drool, his jaw unhinged itself becoming more snout like, as if threatened his head twisted fear, sadness and depression shone in his eyes his jaw grew as he devoured the box.

Dorima awoke laying in a hospital bed he lifted his and looked around there were ten hospital beds five on one side and five on the other, on one wall there was a door and there were no windows, as Dorima looked more closely at the hospital beds he saw his classmates about five were conscious the rest still in a deep sleep, Fronrobos was showing off to Christine a mark over were his heart was "Look an 'A' with no scars that makes me an Augmenter," he boasted however Christine was showing no interest.

Suddenly, Ameroon body jerked and twisted until itself implode blood dripped from the bed, bones stuck every which. "Weakling" jeered Christine and Fronrobos in unison "if you can't handle your past demons, they will rip you apart literally," continued Fronrobos. Shoiea rose from his bed fear in his eyes, he looked around eyes resting on Dorima "I'm guessing you don't know what the symbols mean do you?"

"No," replied Dorima "How are you people so Knowledgeable,"

"You don't know? A lot of families do this so knowledge is passed down through generations like my grandma and Grandad, Your case is not normal as few people can keep there vision of the Hoshi, right so over the box implanted in you will created a mark on your skin an A with no scars is Augmenter, P is a Priest, A with a scar through it is Analyst, M is magician, M with a scar are mutants and G is gunner," lifting up his blood soaked shirt revealing a M brand on his chest however the scars form the operation were nowhere to be seen "that makes you a magician then, right" asked Dorima "yes so lift up your shirt what are you partner?". Dorima slowly lifted up his stained red shirt to reveal a M brand just like Shoiea however it had a nasty looking scar going from his left shoulder to his hip running across it, startled by this Shoiea gasped "man that looks nasty however that makes you a mutant, Cool it's like were both in the M family" a smirk appeared on his face till it quickly disappeared as if some of his old personality leaked out before quickly being suppressed "Yeah but I can't use my ability's well that's what Glenn said,"

"ignore Glenn," replied Shoiea "you and me are going to be great I can feel it," trying to reassure Dorima.

After everyone's had awoken and starting to grumble and complain about the classes and the T-shirts that they were wearing now being ruined by blood the door swung Open revealing Glenn on the other side. He ordered everyone to line up so he could document everyone's class and find out who had survived. "Only one person dead this could be promising," after noting what everyone's class was, he ordered us to get some sleep as training started tomorrow and told everyone in the class that there are three Augmenters, two Priests, two Gunners, one Magician and one Mutant all in all an amazing outcome we expect great things from all of you then he swiftly left the building. Bartholomew was the first to speak "So everyone experiences the demons of the past well done for surviving I don't know if you're all insane or lucky I am telling you all this now so listen up despite my muscular appearance I'm a gunner and if any of you get in my way you can test that luck as I blow your head off," As he left the room an obnoxious cry followed him

"Tuff talk coming from a gunner, I'll have you know I'm an augmenter and on my great name will kill you, you hear me punk" Fronrobos called after him with Derek looking disapprovingly at him muttered "you're a disgrace to your family why couldn't you have died,"

As the day neared it's end the class went back to there dorm rooms, "Alright I tell you please stop bugging me" Dorima said exhaustedly I saw my mothers killer during the operation, unexpectedly Shoiea, instead of laughing or calling him a cry-baby just offered condolences "I feel it's only fair if I tell you what I saw, which were the flames of hell you see my family was poor and didn't have much but we were happy until I was walking back home with some friends but we took a shortcut down a dark alley I saw a cloaked man take a light creature and devour it causing darkness to ooze onto a homeless man, who was sleeping by the side of the alley, causing him to twisted and convulse creating the creature of darkness a Nightjyg, as a child I was petrified and ran back to my parent unbeknownst to me leading the now infected to my house. It was a spitter class and spewed flames onto my house before crumbling to dust the dark, red and black flames that smelt of death consumed our house, my parents to protect me created a circle around me shielding me from the flames I sat in horror desperately trying to make the run as the flames consumed them. The next morning, I woke up in the ash of my parents as if still after death they refused to leave my side. This prompted Zaogzox to make me sign the contract to come to this school but first I had to wait until the right age, so I was dropped of at my Grandparents house I've never had a quite sleep since. My Grandparents were hunters and told me about the Dark faction a group that have decide that we shouldn't fight the Nightjygs and let nature run its course it's even rumoured that they have an Analyst that can control infected people, my goal is to hunt him down and make him pay by any means necessary,"

"Wow," Dorima replied "it's good that you're driven to a goal,"

"what why, wait why did you become a hunter?" questioned Shoiea

"To make the pain go away I never want to lose people or feel pain again this requires me to be strong" answered Dorima. The two partners in the alliance grew closer as the sun set on the day

Shoiea was trapped in a old cage suspended over an abyss, the horrific, mutated Nightjyg oozed black flames form his mouth as it looked up at him. Shoiea crumbled into a curled up position as the monster jumped closing its jaws around the cage, the flames burned licking the cage as if he was a tantalising new treat images of his parents protection twisted into anger for being so weak and the cause of there death, until the cage broke plunging him into the abyss of flames, he could feel them as they burned away his skin every nerve in his body felt on fire until he was nothing but ash.

He awoke the burns on his arms stung with anguishing pain he looked over at Dorima who was tossing and turning in his sleep clearly in pain and using a rolling pin found in the kitchen sink first smashed it over Dorimas head to knock him out cold and give him a dreamless sleep before knocking himself out with the same trick. The endless void of darkness the encased him giving him release and a dreamless sleep.

In the dead of night, a truck came where Ameroon's lifeless corpse was haphazardly thrown into the back by a towering figure covered in stiches who chuckled to himself "that's one down how many will die during tomorrows training I wonder" as he scratched his head "right got to hurry inside Glenn will be mad if I don't finish on time."