1.13 – END – Crimson Academy – END

A day after the Masquerade Ball...

A lesson in the classroom for the second year top students was interrupted by the shushing sound of the door. It caught the attention of every student and a teacher, except Xavier.

A skinny youth with messy brown hair was carried into a classroom on the shoulder of a burly guard. Another guard was holding a long chain, which was chained to his wrist. Clothed in a simple white t-shirt and black pants, the youth lifted his head, showing his taped mouth while his penetrating green eyes with dark circles under them, studied the classroom silently.

The guard chained his wrist into a nearby pimp, seating him on a desk near the door, he untaped his mouth carefully.

"At least give me a phone," said the mysterious boy, the guards ignored his words and stood at the back of the classroom, "Tsch."

'A new student? Who is he? Why is he chained? Is he dangerous?' Went through every student in the class.

The female teacher with glasses showed an awkward smile, "A new student, why don't you introduce yourself to us?"

The boy leaned against the chair leisurely. Looking down at his chained wrist with a bored expression, he spoke to the teacher, "Why don't you go home and...fūck yourself...to death, preferably?"

The whole classroom looked at the odd boy in shock and fear. The girls almost fainted from his cursing. This was a respectable school! Where everyone had to know etiquette! His action was unacceptable!

The teacher flared up. Never did she meet such a student! "You are at school! Where are your manners and your school uniform?!" Without holding back, she shouted out loud.

Losing interest, the boy tugged at the chain blankly, "In a trash bin...both of them."

"You!!!" The teacher asked the guards for help. After the guards made a phone call, they came near the boy.

"What a shitty school. Do they want me to die of boredom?" He glanced up at the teacher with hatred, "You better impress me with your knowledge." Then, his mouth was taped.

The boy started to play around with the chain around his wrist, irritating the whole class.

*Clink*

*Clank*

*Clink*

*Clank*

The teacher almost broke the chalk in her hand. If he was so bored, why couldn't he just take a nap?!

*Clink*

*Clank*

*Clink*

*Clank*

It didn't take long for the boy to end up in the principal room. Not long after, they threw him into the study council, where he had to wait for the council president and vice president to arrive.

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Xavier and Alisa looked at the boy before them with a complicated look. Alisa was nervous while Xavier was more frosty then ever.

Three pairs of eyes looked at each other in silence. Alisa, after studying his summary, was the first one to break the ice, "My name is Alisa. This is Xavier. You are Ziek Leoners, right?"

Ziek's lips curled up into a cute smile, "Yes, I'm. Alisa, you are very pretty." While Alisa blushed a color pink, the whole room turned cold. Xavier looked at Ziek with murderous intent. He glanced at Xavier, his smile widening, "Don't you agree, Xavier?"

"Whoever you are... watch your mouth," Xavier threatened.

Ziek raised his hand in defense. "I just praised your girl, chill. Or should I've said how fūckable she looks?" he asked, naively.

A sharp letter opener was thrown towards Ziek, who, instead of fear, raised his eyebrow in amusement, the knife passed his cheek by a margin, making a big hole behind the wall. He looked at the guards who didn't have enough time to react, "Such crappy guards."

The guard's face twitched.

"Xavier! What did you do?" Alisa cried out and came near Ziek with worry, "Are you alright?" She looked for any sign of injury.

Xavier stood up, his gaze never leaving Ziek, "Stay away from him; he is dangerous."

Alisa ignored his words, "Aren't you here to make friends? Why are you behaving like that?" Finding out there were no injuries, she distanced herself from Ziek.

"Like what?" Ziek smiled at her innocently.

"Like you are looking for death," she answered.

"So cute," Ziek laughed, picking up the knife which was thrown at him a while ago, he looked at Xavier provocatively, "Why would I look for death, if I could kill myself?"

This time those guards acted fast, not having enough time to immobilize Ziek. Quickly, they caught the knife, which was thrown at Alisa. Alisa and Xavier looked at Ziek in terror, especially Xavier, his body trembled, never did he felt so threatened, coming near Alisa he shielded her protectively, he could lose a love of his life in a mere second.

Ziek laughed him off, "How stupid can you be? When you throw knives at people, be prepared that they'll throw it back at you." He stood up while tugging at his chain for his guard to move as if for a dog.

The guard's nerves were about to pop; he forced himself to calm down.

"A meeting between geniuses? Hah," Ziek sighed and walked out of the council room, but something had to crash into his body, the impact made him fall. He turned towards his guards with an 'are you serious' look, "Can you be more useless?"

A nerve popped at those guards' forehead.

Glancing up, a cute girl fell atop of him. Grace hissed in pain, "Bastard, watch your steps."

"After a meeting of geniuses, I get a chance to meet the opposite?" He studied her voluptuous body, "Hm...How lucky."

"What did you say?! Do you mean I'm stupid?" Grace glared at him.

Ziek nodded in agreement, "You described yourself...perfectly." He hugged her body inappropriately, his hands traced all over her body, "At least your body is nice."

*Sound of a girl's shriek.*

Grace kicked around. "You pervert!!!" she cried out.

"So violent," Ziek blocked her attacks, at the same time his guards pulled them apart, in a hurry they took him away.

"Grace! Here you are!" Mark ran after Grace, "Where are you running?"

"Olivia woke up! I was in a rush into a hospital, but this pervert stopped me," Grace pointed at the empty spot, "He was here a while ago!"

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Ziek walked around the school; speaking to those guards with a demanding tone, "My phone." Instead of a phone, they gave him a wireless earphone, "Hey."

"How is it going?? We sent you there to meet people your age, a new environment, do you like it?" A man in a white lab coat asked.

"This is how the government wants to please their lab rat? By attending a shitty school, with shitty teachers and shitty students?" He opened the door for the exit and walked out of the door, "It's so shitty that I want to blow it up." He touched the phone, which he stole from Grace a while ago.

"..." What could the researchers say, this kid was one of the most gifted kids they had, he helped them to fight against an enemy attack and stole information on other countries.

Ziek Leoners was also the most rebellious kid; they could never force him into anything.

Growing up in a single-parent family with his mother who sold herself for money, Ziek learned one thing. For him, women existed to be fūcked, while men were here to fūck them.

While his mother was accompanying a man in the bedroom, Ziek tried to find a way how to get out of this hell. Money was his answer. He learned how to use a computer — investing in stock? Without any capital? Impossible. A revolutionary program? No, he scammed people on the internet first, then started to steal private data and sold them on the dark web.

His skills kept on improving. He used the money he earned for his enjoyment and shared some with his mother. His mother got full advantage of it. Finally, she could stop selling herself, a pitty she died due to a disease.

They found him when he was twelve years old, Ziek tried to steal private government information from the orphanage principal's computer. And the reason he did it? The first reason, because it was exciting, the second reason, he wanted to sell it for a significant sum of money!

How did he get access to a computer and phones? Ziek Leoners and the principal were in it together. They struck it rich. If the principal's morals weren't that high, they'd have never caught him. Thanks to it, Ziek started to hate adults, especially those high moral ones, the ones who betrayed him.

"And I'll do just that. One of your missiles will arrive in four hours," Ziek said indifferently.

Hearing his words, those two guards went through his body in alarm, finding the phone they called the base, "He stole a phone!"

"!!!!!!!"

The whole military lab went into a frenzy, "When did he get into contact with electronics?! Quickly evacuate him together with the whole school and city! Whose idea was it to send him outside?!"

This won't do. He was too dangerous to exist.