Scum

In the large lecture theatre, a thirty-minute walk away from the gym were about thirty people.

Seventeen boys and thirteen girls. Cackling could be heard, screams and whimpers resounded. A few minutes later, the sobs died down, and a young man stepped into the theatre.

He could be seen adjusting his belt hook while a girl with tears running down her face was dragged out, despair, hopelessness, and hatred could be seen in her eyes.

Before this, her life was normal; she read, managed to get into college, and was doing well until her second year, when the nulls appeared.

She was scared and tried fighting for her life, but she wasn't strong enough. And like an angel sent by God, he appeared.

The DC Chairman. He was well known for his kindness and adherence to the school rules. So seeing him killing all the nulls rekindled her long-lost hope. But who would've thought that she had jumped from the frying pan into the fire?

With nothing to keep him in check, the DC Chairman began to act on his hidden thoughts, thoughts that he kept hidden under a mask due to his position as the Chairman.

Now, there was nobody to keep him in check, so he could do what he wanted to do.

And so the suffering of the young girl started. For one week, every single day, she was defiled by the hands of the DC Chairman.

It was little at the beginning, and she tried to resist, but the Chairman was way stronger than her, and things became worse when more boys started joining their group. Along with them were new victims like her.

She lived like this for the pleasure of the Chairman and his minions, sometimes, just one person, sometimes five and now she had no power to fight back. She had no hope anymore; she had already given in to her fate.

"This b*tch is the best one here"

A young man could be seen dragging a young girl out of one of the rooms in the lecture theatre. If anybody from Zayden's team saw him, there was no doubt that they would know him.

Because he was Lucas, the coward. He ran for his life and found people just like him, who weren't ready to die but also didn't want to fight, so they indulged in their pleasures.

And one thing that made things better for him was that he was stronger than almost everybody here, apart from the DC Chairman, so they treated him with the respect that he wanted.

At his behest, women would be brought to him for his pleasure.

'This was the life I was meant to live'

He had an evil grin on his face as he threw the young lady to her companions.

He walked back to his fellow friend, the smile on his face never reducing as they discussed, their discussions too grim to be narrated in this novel.

The door of the lecture theatre was very big, big enough for seven buff men to be able to walk inside side by side. It was sealed by two metal doors.

From the gap within the metal doors, a thick black liquid slipped through before forming a spider. Without making any sound, the spider went to an elevated position of the LT, and everything in the LT could be seen by it.

Of course, this spider was Dare's nanobots, and outside, he, along with the members of the team, which included just Isara and Amara, could see what was inside the LT.

They could see the multiple girls huddled together, tears and snot on their faces, some were naked, and some had little to no clothing.

Just from this sight, they could imagine what happened in the LT, and subconsciously, the aura around the two girls changed.

Isara's eyes became ice cold, and the space around her started freezing a little bit. The aura of death around Amara increased to the point that it was suffocating.

"Dare, report the situation to Zayden as quickly as possible", Amara said. She was already walking towards the auditorium along with Isara.

Dare could feel a shiver down his spine and quickly headed to give Zayden the report.

Meanwhile, Amara and Isara were already in front of the LT door.

Before long, they were in front of the door and without slowing her stride, Amara arched her hand and threw out a strong punch, which landed on the door.

The door that should have been almost a few hundred pounds was thrown off its hinges, and smoke and debris covered everything.

The sound was so loud that everyone in the LT could hear it, and they turned to look and the smoke.

Walking out like Amazonian warriors with cold expressions on their faces were Amara and Isara.

The DC Chairman, a buff guy way taller than normal, even though not as tall as Darian. A wide smile appeared on his face, as if fantasising about what he could do to Amara and Isara.

"Looks like we got some new b*tches"

Even though they saw that these two girls were stronger than normal, their desires had already taken over them, so they didn't care.

Amara's face scrunched up, and the anger on her face was easily seen.

They even had the guts to think about defiling them. It was like they forgot that she was a member of the student council before.

Well, it didn't matter anymore; she was going to beat the hell out of them.

Without a word, Amara disappeared from where she was standing, while runic circles appeared around Isara.

While all the boys were snickering, Lucas had an expression of pure terror. He knew that they were going to find him, but he didn't know that it was going to be this quick.

But then he thought of something.

He wasn't alone anymore, so there was no way he could easily die.

While he was thinking of this, the girls who had hopeless eyes could feel a small flame being rekindled.

Seeing the powers of the two girls, hope appeared in their hearts, hope that maybe they might get away from this hell.

Amara appeared again among the boys. And as silently as a shadow, her hand hit the nape of one of the boys, knocking him out immediately.

It was only now that the boys noticed Amara in their midst. The expression on their faces changed. From confusion to shock and then to anger.

"How dare you hurt one of our own!!"

One of the boys roared, already swinging a punch towards Amara. Amara's indifferent eyes landed on him, and it was like a bucket of cold water doused the flames that were flaring up in his heart.

Amara slowly raised her hands, catching the punch of the young man, while bending down, an icicle going over her head.

The icicle landed on the face of one of the young men, turning him into a statue of ice. Isara didn't kill him; they were all humans after all, even though their acts would make them no worse than monsters.

She had never killed a human, and she didn't plan on starting now, at least she didn't want to stain her hands with the blood of scum.

Amara activated her necrotic touch bulging veins appeared on the hand of the hand.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!"

The grown ass man screamed like a little girl as he felt his flesh being eaten away by the power in his hand. It was like billions of tiny ant-sized locusts were eating him up, and he had no way to stop it.

He fell to the ground, his screams increasing, as a smile finally appeared on the face of Amara.

She had found a way to make the guys feel pain, and she was going to make use of it.

With this one dealt with, Amara turned around to see the young men with shocked expressions on their faces, but she didn't care.

Without warning, she disappeared again and appeared in their midst once again.

The guys were too weak, so with one punch from Amara, covered with necrotic touch, the guys would be rendered useless.

Icicles rained down as some of the boys started turning into ice statues, while the others had black veins in many parts of their bodies.

Before long, only Lucas and the DC Chairman remained.

"LUCAS!!!"

A furious roar reached the ears of those in the room as they turned around to see an angry Tyrel with arcs of golden lightning flashing around his body, along with an equally angry Zayden beside him.