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Guardians of the World

The students in the busy hallway soon dissipated, leaving for their respective classrooms. Tom just stood at the front door, watching the whole scene. Why did he come to school today, anyway? He sighed and headed for his locker, a small rusted one in the corner.

...Zero, six, six. The lock opened with a click. Tom yanked opened the locker door with some difficulty, the rusted hinges squealing like a dying pig. Inside was a few papers thrown messily about and some long-forgotten homework that was probably due a few years ago. Tom let his backpack drop to the floor and pushed aside the papers. Underneath the small mess was a single battered book. The Ultimate Pokemon Handbook. Tom pulled out the book and sat down, his fingers working their way through the familiar pages until he found what he was looking for.

Skarmory. The Armor Bird Pokemon. A Steel and Flying type, with possible moves...

Footsteps echoed down the hall. Tom shut the book and tossed it in his locker; he really didn't want to get that book confiscated again. He slammed the locker door shut and stood up, grabbing his back pack on the way. The foot steps stopped, and faded away as, whoever it was, left in the other direction. Tom sighed again and locked his lock. He had found what he was looking for, anyway. Might as well as go to Math now.
 
Mysti scurried down the hall to P.E.

"Good Morning, Mr/Mrs. *insert teacher's name*, sir/ma'am." She left to get dressed.

13-2-21... The gym locker clicked open and she sighed with relief. The first time the locker actually opened on the first try. She put on her gym clothes and walked back out.
((That is how you do it at my school. Hope it's how you do it here...))
 
Ira glanced at the clock.

Time for Genetics.

He turned and entered through the door. He already knew a bit about genetics, for example the passing and carrying of genes.... for example if a wolf had a black fur gene and a gray fur gene it would most likely have black fur, although it would still carry the gray fur gene.
 
Time for biology, Amanda thought, rather excited. She liked school a lot, most of the time. But she looked forward to nothing in particular. The relaxed person she was, she didn't worry about much, mostly because she didn't care about much.
 
Flying... I could feel it. The cool, night's wind blowing across my wings. The world looked different from above. Everything looked so distorted... I could see everywhere at once. Buildings all around. Yet it felt so right... so natural...
Hunger... Food... where could I find food. There, that looked good.... Smells right... How come this place seems familiar?

Kali was exhausted. She didn't know why, but she just felt like she couldn't get up. Laying in a state of semi-consciousness, she thought back about her strange dream. It felt so real... so vivid... but it couldn't be. What the hell was I then? This train of thought... the whole state of mind and body, was interrupted by a harsh voice, speaking in Hindi.
"Kali Shadiya! What are you doing still in bed? Get up this instant! School starts in 15 minutes! You're going to be late!"
She jumped up, hearing her mother's voice. "Shoot, 15 minutes?" she replied, in English. Her mother, standing at the door, looked shocked.
"What's gotten into you, young lady?" She scolded her daughter. "Where is your respect? This is not how I taught you! And you know the rules around the house. You are to speak to me in the native language. English is only for the outside world."
"I'm sorry, mother" Kali replied. She ran over to the bathroom to take a quick shower, then threw her clothes on. As she was getting ready the fastest she ever remembered doing so, she thought about how grateful she was that she got her driving license last summer, and how she had received her first car on her 17th birthday, last September 14th. School was only a few minutes away by car, but it used to take her a half hour walking.
As Kali was heading for the door, without eating breakfast... no time... she passed through the kitchen. Her mother, meanwhile, was drinking tea in the kitchen and watching the news on a small TV there. She wouldn't have noticed, except just at that time, she heard a reporter speak words that made her heart sink and her legs freeze in place. "Reports of what is described as a "green, bug-eyed dragon" sighted last night keep coming in. Here is the sight of a convenience store camera apparently capturing the creature on film as it broke in and apparently stole a whole turkey, but no actual cash. Police believe the thief is wearing a costume to hide his identity, but several witnesses claim to have seen the creature glide through the air."

It wasn't a costume... or a dream... Kali realized, thinking to herself. She ran out without another word, driving to school. She arrived just as the second bell rang, signaling exactly 8am... the hour of her first class, and found a parking spot, then ran inside. It's all right... it's all right... no one knows... I'll keep it that way... Math is first. She rushed to get to class.
 
John stepped inside the classroom.
How am I going to find such a small group in a school this size, he wondered.
There was no doubt that if M was right then something would come through, but what, and when? Worse, how would he keep this from becoming public knowledge if an attack was made on a busy street?
 
Riley pondered into the school ready to embrace any bloody task the day had to hold. He walked to his locker, opened it and stared blankly into the locker, still half asleep. The locker was almost bare. There were a few books stacked up and... that was it. He grabbed his english book and walked to class. He paused. He suddenly went cold like hell froze over. He felt sick but couldn't throw up, he started to tremble. He wished he was skiing, playing in the snow. He saw himself under a snowdrift, struggling for help. Then suddenly something small but fast ran up and whacked him in the face. His vision ended. He woke up. Got dressed slightly wary of his surroundings and staggered to school on his own. He didn't want to stay a bit in the cold morning to see if he could make any friends on the way. He was still half asleep but as he got through the school gates he was cautious as he opened his locker. Yep, same bare locker he always had, he picked up his english book and.... he was fine, phew just a dream, hopefully. He walked down the hall. He noticed he was late and ran for his life to the class.
 
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((Now you're making me want to do something epic, but I can't think of something that doesn't copy you, Kali :<))

Vai thought a second. Her first class was Gym, wasn't it?
Great, now I have to dig out my timetable... and waste a bit more time. She reached into her bag and pulled out a bulky binder decorated with Pokemon stickers on the inside. Vai winced and hoped nobody would walk down the hall right then.

Oh crap, it's History... She threw the binder back into her bag and slammed the locker shut. A teacher glared at her from a classroom doorway, but Vai ignored her, and ran down the hall to room... Great. She turned around and made a mental note to photocopy that timetable.
 
(What happened to all the posting? It hasn't gone far enough into it for people to just completely stop...)

Kali entered into her Math classroom. Class had just started, and the instructor was going over the day's subject. Today it was on limits of sequences, and tests of convergence. She tried to keep a low profile, but could feel the others' eyes stare at her as she made her way to her desk. Kali shivered a little bit, trying with only moderate success to not appear visibly shaken by her earlier realization. They don't know what's gone on... stay calm, she told herself in her mind. I just hope nothing happens in class... to trigger what happened last night...
 
((I believe that since there's nothing happening what so ever, people find it hard to post, that's at least the reason I haven't posted in a while, and I can't think of anything to post right now either))
 
Balia entered her English classroom with some hesitation. She liked writing, she liked the subject, but she couldn't work like this. Not when she was remembering how the grass had felt beneath her hoo - feet and how fast she had been running. At least she didn't have to listen to her friend talking about normal, mundane stuff, but she couldn't concentrate, and that bothered her. She couldn't get bad grades in a class she liked! No matter how often she tried to pay attention, her mind drifted off, and she found herself imagining the heat of a fire. So nice and warm... The thought of burning something in her fireplace, even though it wasn't that cold, sounded like a great idea.

"Balia!" her teacher called out, and she snapped her head up. "What's wrong with you today? That's the third time I called your name." He scowled at her briefly and then gestured to the door. "Go and fetch an overhead from the Math classroom next door, will you?"

"Yes sir." she murmured and got to her feet, walking out the door. The Math class was, indeed, right next to them, and as she opened the door, a ton of her friends who were there began to wave wildly. She nodded weakly at them and then looked at a spot on the board. Why couldn't she think of anything normal today? She couldn't act like this - people would guess! "Er, I need to borrow the overhead..."
 
Riley stumbled into the classroom. He hung at the door and gave a nervous smile as everyone stared at him. He slowly stepped to his seat whilst his teacher wasn't looking and took the nearest spot. The teacher turned around. He looked at the classroom, looked a bit more but couldn't find any difference. Riley started dooding snowflakes and a little stick man skiing down a mountain. Just like the times he used to in Port Town. Riley sighed, he wished he could've stayed in Port Town. As the teacher had his head turned Riley whispered to the boy next to him and asked him what the work was. "He wants us to write a poem or small piece about where we feel best." The boy replied. Riley fell cold. He knew where he felt best and then let out a large sigh that the teacher heard. Riley knew he was about to be shouted at so he threw his arms on the table and put his head on the table.

Later, Riley was down to writing his small passage about the skiing resort in Port Town that he spent his best moments, the port which always smelt so good and most of all the park around the back of their large house. The one that sat next to the mountain. he spent his childhood there and it was always covered in snow. Thick, deep snow.... Riley froze again. His eyes shot wide open and he cringed. He felt his body go numb and felt cold, he felt freezing. He fell out of his trance and found that he was shaking. Harshly he laid back on his chair and caught his breath. The same feeling as he felt earlier in that dream. The teacher then took Riley outside the class and started shouting at him for not paying attention.

Even later. Riley felt sick and dizzy still even after the whole hour, he felt no better. He departed the classroom thinking about how good his life was. He didn't normally hold grudges and never held regrets but he started thinking about the lovely snow again and he suddenly felt cold again. Except this time he didn't get a chance to feel the feeling as his body slumped on the floor and Riley passed out.

~The same dream, as last night. Can't see. Snow in my face from where I fell. looked up, I was in the park, the one in Port Town. He looked around. Amazed by what he was seeing. Then something so short. Up to his knee anyway ran up to him at a breathtakingly fast speed and threw itself at Riley. It knocked Riley over. He blanked out.~

Riley woke up. He looked out of his eyes and saw that he had shrunk, to about a 5th of his normal height. He felt cold, but naturally cold. Quickly he ran to the lockers in panic.
 
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Vai sat down in the History classroom, muttering apologies to the teacher.
"It's fine, Vai, we haven't gotten much done anyways." The teacher glared at two kids laughing in the corner, and went back to writing on the chalkboard. Times like this when Vai was eternally grateful the History teacher was so awesome.
((Wut mine is))
She pulled out another binder, with black paper in it. Lesse... Vai started to sketch, not paying attention to what she was drawing.
"And so, in 1923..." Snatches of conversation drifted around her head.
"Hey, did you hear he likes.." "Ooh, look at that!" "He's looking at your butt."
Vai blinked, and looked down. What.. was that? It looked like a bird's eye view of her yard, but wierdly accurate.
I don't think I've ever been on my roof, she thought. A prickling feeling started on her shoulder blades, and she shook it off.
 
((That's the problem. Nothing's happening... Time Psyduck needs to post and get the plot moving.))

Tom slowly walked to the Math classroom, his hands in his pockets and his thoughts elsewhere. Skarmory... It was strange, really, but he had gotten used to waking up in the middle of the night and finding that he had talons for feet and feathers all over his body. The prospect of being able to turn into a Pokemon hadn't bothered him as much as he thought it would. It was still strange though, and something deep inside him told him that letting others find out that he could turn into a Pokemon wasn't a good idea.

He stopped in front of the Math classroom door. Just why did he bothered to come to school today? Tom sighed and pushed open the door. The class was already in progress, and professor glanced at Tom disapprovingly. Tom ignored the glare and sat down in his seat in the back of the room. He leaned back in his chair and was prepared to go to sleep, yet there seemed to be a tense atmosphere in the room. The normally focused Indian -- Kali whatshername -- seemed extremely distracted. The Indian fidgeted in her seat and kept on glancing around the room. Another student stood by the other door, probably from another class, and also gave off a nervous vibe... So was the bulky blonde, John, as a matter of fact. Something strange seemed to be going on...
 
The PDA buzzed silently in John's pocket. He discreetly pulled it out and looked at the message.
Not now, he hoped.
Suddenly a burst of blue light swept the room and what looked like a horizontal whirlpool appeared by the window. A small green creature, with large black eyes and what looked like a forked tongue emerged from it.
"Well that was rather anticlimactic," he said.
The thing suddenly began shooting sticky fibres everywhere, rapidly tying up several students, as the others began to race for the door.

John rolled back towards the window. He cursed himself for failing to find any of them before this happened. There was still a chance he could stop this one - he remembered it wasn't very powerful - but that wasn't an ideal solution. Still there were at least three nervous people on the room, so given that there were very few exams in November, one of them could well be a guardian.
 
The pain started. Vai almost fell off her chair when a wave a pain drove into her back.
"FFFF- Ms. *insertteachername*, can I leave for a minute?" Vai winced again. The teacher looked her over, and nodded.
"Take your time," she muttered. Vai stuffed her things in her bag and ran out. As soon as she got three meters away from the door a blue whirlpool thing exploded in front of her.
"The hell-" Vai started to groan, before a.. Starly? jumped out. Pokemon?
"What the fu-" The bird turned towards her and rushed forwards, driving into Vai's chest. It chirped, seemed to turn into light and went back into the blue whirlpool. Vai grabbed her stomach and spat on the ground.
Right, that's what you get for staying up all night playing Pearl, She thought. A Starly did not just appear from nowhere and use U-Turn. Vai coughed and spat a drop of blood. Damn.
 
Balia had to step to the side as a group of students rushed past her, being incapable of leaving like she should have. Her head throbbed, and she suddenly felt like the air had heated up to impossible levels. It felt like she was going to melt... More pain, and then her arms and legs began to cramp up. What was - what was going on? It wasn't like she was sick! She didn't even notice when some sort of sticky rope fell on her - she was too busy collapsing onto the floor. Her head felt like it was going to explode... More heat. More, and more, until she could swear her head was on fire. Everything seemed to turn a blinding white for a brief moment.

She opened her eyes. The class was empty now, except for a few humans, some who were caught in the sticky string the bug-creature was shooting out. She tossed her head, feeling the warmth of the flames on her neck, and took a step forward. Or tried to. Some of that string had managed to wrap itself around one of her legs, and kept her from charging at her foe. It had no right to try and keep her from attacking! Without even really noticing what she was doing, she blew at the string dismissively and watched it shrivel and burn from the tiny amount of fire she had used. There, that was better. One step, then another, as she approached the annoying intruder. She suddenly broke into a run, feeling immense satisfaction at how fast she was going. It was wonderful! No one could catch her - no one would ever be able to. She ignored the other humans now. They weren't important. Right now, all she needed to do was burn up the green thing, and then get out of here. There wasn't enough space to run in this tiny room. Feeling her mane and tail suddenly flare up, she took a deep breath and then breathed a slim jet of flame.

((Yeah, Balia in Pokemon form is sort of taken over by instincts. Fun. XD))
 
Tyler was walking back to the classroom after being on the toilet when he heard screaming and went to check what just had happened. When he looked into the room the first thing he did was turn away and put his hand over his eyes, telling himself: "I'm working to much, I'm seeing flaming unicorns, and flaming unicorns does not exist, I know that much!" He looked into the room again, just to look away again, and slapped himself in the face, to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He didn't find himself waking up in his bed from a strange dream, much to Tyler's dismay. He took a look into the room again, "What should I do? I can't return to class and pretend like nothing happened! He this time around saw that the flaming unicorn- was fighting a green thing that shot sticky threads everywhere. He suddenly realized it was aiming at him, and he quickly dodged the blast of sticky stuff, but was still not fast enough, and found his arm stuck unto the wall. "This is clearly not my lucky day"
 
As the portal opened, Kali stared at the colors, practically mesmerized by it. This just keeps getting weirder... While others began to ran out, she felt almost drawn to it, standing up and beginning to walk slowly forward. Then, a small worm-like creature materialized out of it (I assume it's a Caterpie). Kali was stunned as suddenly strings of webbing shot out of its mouth and tied her back to her desk behind her. That's when things started to go horribly, horribly wrong...

Seeing the green creature had begun to excite something deep within her. She could feel its presence, its power. But what happened next... seeing a girl transform before her eyes, into a unicorn covered in flames... made it totally break free. Kali let loose a scream as she felt her body changing... growing... The classroom around her began to warp into a strange, yet oddly familiar, vision. She could see all around, and colors seemed to shift... reds seemed to disappear while other colors redshifted... and a totally new set of colors (ultraviolet) appeared violet. Her hands mutated into 3-clawed paws, her neck grew longer and her body overall changed shape. A tail and wings sprouted out from her back. Kali felt like she was in a fog, like a whole new set of instincts were guiding her thoughts. She gave a loud screech, tearing the webbing off of her with her claws, before stepping forward. She examined her new surroundings. So many prey gathered in one spot. Most of the humans by now had ran off, and a few were incapacitated... that just left one more. She stared toward a male that was standing by the window, giving a soft growl, then without further warning, crouched down and leapt across the room, lunging toward him.

(yup, instincts are fun:p)
 
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