ValRagna

Chapter 2: Burn the trash

Lillth stepped forward adjusting her body to her right, reaching out for Kiraa's wrist. Tight grip kiraa's body twitch, Lilith tugs back placing the palm of her free hand on her brothers face. sweeping his feet below him. Instantly replacing her hand with her knee, Lilith twisted Kiraa's arm pushing pressure on his neck. The lack of air Kiraa gathered caused to gasp making Lilith to put more pressure. With no remorse Lilith looked down at Kiraa his eye squinting from the pain. She felt a tight grip against her chest, cling on desperately, Kiraa wasn't giving up until he can continue track. Before putting more pressure for a glimpse of a second Lilith had seen Kiraa's eyes shade into crimson red.
Lilith released her dominance moving away from Kiraa. Kiraa using the opportunity to get some distance rolled backward to spring himself back up.
"Kiraa...," Lilith muttered, "fine if you want to continue we'll talk about this later"

Those parting word Lilith left just as she entered. Holding on to his chest Kiraa starred at Lilith, breath slow and heavy, until she was out of sight. His team all around looked at Kiraa concern and confused.
"Kiraa," Suzuka muttered reaching out for Kiraa's shoulder, which startled Kiraa doings a complete one eighty facing Suzuka, "it's okay. Come on lets finish practice."

Track practice had end just as fast as it had started. Kiraa kept his sister in the back of his mind. A cool splash of water hitting the top of his head to cool himself of from overheating. The sound of his back smashing on the gravel floor rang in his ear. Kiraa turned the hose upside down making it a water fountain.
"Why can't I get Lilith out of my head?" Kiraa said taking two big gulps of water.
"How's your back." A macho male voice called out startling Kiraa, "not once have I ever seen someone get smashed on the ground and still willing to do practice. Y'know I swear I heard something pop, but yet you're still up and about."
Kiraa shook his head with the excess water hitting the ground, "I couldn't explain it ether captain. For a brief moment the pain was there then gone the next...like it wasn't even there to begin with."
"I had Suzuka take the liberty of bringing your stuff down so here" Captain Bridges hand Kiraa his black backpack and grey sports bag. Shuffling through his belonging Kiraa notice he had forgotten his math notebook.
"Ah hell sorry captain, but I forgot something in class I'll see you tomorrow."
"Sure no problem Kiraa."

Kiraa strolled his way through the track field, with everyone's eyes gazed at him. Kiraa could pick up a few words such as a cocky asshole, a lumpy bitch to get his ass kicked. To avoid anything with his so called team Kiraa pulled out a small iPod Shuffle and a pair of earbuds. To drown out the noise. The only sounds Kiraa could here were the strumming stings of a Spanish guitar player.

The classroom was empty as it should be. The sun grazed the window giving the room a bright radiant. Taking out his earbuds turning off his iPod Kiraa made his way to his seat in class, closet to the window farthest in the back.
"Shit i cant believe i forgot my notebook." Kiraa said.
"Oh Mr. Links i didnt know you where still here."
Kiraa turned his head to the classroom back door enternace, Mrs. Vanike who Kiraa usually sees in a T-shirt and shorts for P.E. class was in a full Black suit from chest to toe, instead of her hair tie in a pony tail, was straight down with currls at the end of it. The light in the room made her black hair shine.
"Mrs. Vanike, you look...very nice plans for tonight?" kiraa asked zipping up his backpack.
"You could say that. Teachers do have lives outside of school y'know." Mrs Vanike teased.
"Sorry I didn't mean anything by it." Kiraa laughed exiting the room.
"However I've notice some thing about you that you don't even realize..." Mrs Vanike pause her eye pericing the side of Kiraa head.
"Sorry what did you say-"
Kiraa word we're cut, tight pressure squeezed Kiraa's throat, his feet were a few inches off the floor. Kiraa had been flung and pin against the wall. He eyes rolled to the back of his head. Vanike squeezed tighter and tighter. Saliva hung on the side of Kiraa's mouth. His eye shades from blue to red in a instant flickering between both colors.
"It's almost as if you're denying your liniage. You come from a rare blood line shame you yet you don't seem fully aware of this." Mrs Vanike explains, her mouth separating into four sections, rigged sharp tip fang cover her mouth from the front to the back, still able to form perfect sentences, "this is going to be enjoyable to kill a offspring of that Whore woman,"
Pulling Kiraa off the wall Vanike had pulled him into the empty classroom, throw him into the rows of desk. As desk were sent flying through the class room. Kiraa could feel his bones broken ankle twisted. One desk shattered a window with a piece cutting the side Kiraa's head. Making a slight insuertion on his neck. As the monster approached Three arms spud from its back they slithered sporadicly behind Vanike. She smashed her foot on Kiraa chest cracking his ribs.
"With how helpless you are I'll enjoy killing you," Vanike laugh her tong tip, licking the blood off Kiraa's neck, "you taste just like that traitor. You'll die all the same!"