Masked Murders

Prologue - Welcome to SMWA, Mr. Wrecker

A woman with elegantly curled hair, a blood red shirt and a black poka-dotted skirt, addressed me.

"Good morning, Mr Wrecker, welcome to SMWA. My name is Mariah, and I'll be your mentor today. If you would please follow me, I'll show you our grounds."

Well, this is quite the classy introduction for a murder school. I thought to myself. At least it's better then my last school. Maybe I'll make some friends this time.

"Mr Wrecker, please if you would follow me, I understand that the main building can be quite intimidating at first glance, but come on sir, we need to get you to your dorm soon." She said with an impatient expression. Guess we should get this train rolling.

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"As you may or may not know sir, our explosives department and firearms department merged into one, and formed The Armoury." She explained as we walked past a massive building that looked very akin to a small prison, except it had training dummies everywhere.

"First off, I told you, call me Ohm. Second, what caused the merge?" I questioned.

"No, sir, and they merged because of a lack of staff. Which is sadly common within this school." She stated matter-of-factly.

I decided not to question any further.

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"Our other three departments are the Physical Education, Science and Literature departments. Currently our top students in the Literature department are Bryce McQuaid and Lui Calibre. They are tied for top spot within that subject. Honestly, I think they might surpass our star student." She excitedly told me.

"Who's the star student? Are they still here?" I asked, confused.

"How do you not- right, yes, you just moved here, of course. *sigh* Well, our highest ever scoring student within that department, and the pride of our school, was Owlexander Hoomilton. Unfortunately he is not with us anymore. We have a memorial for him, and it's- oh! It's just over to our left. See?" She pointed out what looked to be a human male, wearing seventeen hundreds clothes, carrying books and quills, with an owl head, legs and wings for arms. His feathers seemed to be pulled back into a loose ponytail.

"Is, is that an owl hybrid?" I shakily inquired.

"Why yes he was, why, does that offend you? We have an owl hybrid attending this school. Do you have a problem with them? We are an inclusive school, and do not tolerate bullying. Murder? Sure, if it's competitive and survival of the fittest, but straight up bullying? Not in our prestigious academy." Her eyes flared with rage.

"Uh, no, nothing like that. I just thought they all died out years ago. I wouldn't- I'm a rabbit. I wouldn't do that to a fellow hybrid, even if they are an o-owl. I'd actually like to m-meet him, get to know him." I managed to get out, startled by the sudden outburst from the seemingly calm woman.

"Well then, by all means sir, find him and befriend him. We are getting to the dorms now, so you can, if you're roomed with him that is. Oh, I wonder who you got. Hopefully it's not that Delirious kid.

Great kid, well, by our standards. Oh wait, he did get a roommate, lucky he seemed to be able to survive the night with that lovely kid. What was the survivor's name? Luke I think. Went by a weird code name, Cartoons or something. Anyway, good luck sir. The first test of our school starts now. Survive the first night. Goodbye sir, and good luck, you'll need it." And with that the strolled away, waving back at me.

"Well, shit. Here goes nothing I guess. Let's go inside the building and seal my fate."

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