Braedey Martin: Robots and a Vampire

Settling Old Scores; An Uneasy Alliance

(Unknown Location)
(Possibly Security Committee HQ)

Kuyou eyed the photos of the newest student now in the campus, Rex McJones. He studied the pictures for a while, including those of him fighting students who challenged him. It seemed that this Jones had the ability to absorb matter and forge it into his body, making an outer protective shell of armour of sorts. It made him pretty strong and durable; a valuable power to use for the Security force. Though the American seemed a bit resilient to join up with them, as he was more focused on something else.

Or someone else.

At that moment, a girl of possible sixteen walked in. She was Asian, pale skin, with a voluptuous body, with long violet hair, and evil-squinted eyes. She wore a skin-tight Security committee female uniform; a pencil skirt, short-sleeved jacket, and a white and gold band of the Security Committee's symbol. Her name was Keito, one of Kuyou's leading officers, and a sadist at heart when it came to fighting others.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" She asked, tipping her hip, and smirking excitedly, but rather calm on the outside.

Kuyou smirked in the shadows, and put the picture of Kevin down... next to a picture of Braedey, with an envelope. He picked the envelope up and replied. "I did, Keito." He turned around, and presented the envelope to her, as he ordered. "I need you to stir some things up with the Newspaper Club's resident defender, as well as the new hoodlum gaijin attending our school."

~*~*~
(Later that Day)
(Main Hallway)

It had been nearly a week since Rex transferred in, and Braedey was getting jumpy. The infirmary had receiving several beaten students a day courtesy of Rex, but they were all thugs who wanted to prove they were tough and thus challenged the American punk. It definitely proved Rex had gotten stronger since their younger days. Braedey had wanted to fight Rex out of sheer instinct, but since he technically wasn't doing anything wrong, he couldn't do anything about him.

As Jessie was headed to the library, she heard someone call. "Yo, Red!"

Jessie sighed. "Great..."

"So you're supposed to be a witch, from what I heard." Rex said. Jessie turned to face him.

"Yes." Jessie retorted. "Though I prefer the term sorceress."

"I don't believe it." Rex said. "I believe the little girl who's obsessed with Martin is a witch since she dresses the part, but not you." Suddenly, he found himself trapped by a blue beam created from Jessie's right hand.

"Does this change your mind?" She asked, as she released him from the bubble.

"Neat trick." He murmured. "Sorry, but if you rode on a broom, then I might believe you."

"What do you want, Rex?" Jessie said, as she rolled her eyes and let him go.

"Nothing, I just want to talk. I mean, sure you're related to Braedey, but at least you're smarter than him." Rex told her.

"Oi!" Both Americans turned to see a bunch of tough looking punks. One of them asked. "Are you Rex McJones?"

"What if I am?" Rex said.

"Rumour has it you want to prove you're the toughest guy here. Well, let's just say we want to see it ourselves."

"Really? Alright but not in the hallway. Too narrow. Let's take this outside." Rex said