Purgatory

Shitty First Day

Toyama

I awoke to the sound of a god awful alarm. The horrible sound made my ears ring. "Turn that shit off!" I didn't know, nor care, who I was yelling for but as long as the alarm stoped I really didn't care. When I got no response I grabbed my pillow and covered my ears, only for my horns to impale the pillow and make stuffing fly around my room. "Just lovely." I hopped out of the black bed sheets and began to stretch.

I walked to the closest and looked in the mirror, my shirtless torso appearing before me. I opened the closets door to find school uniforms that was made by the staff. They were all disgusting, but I had to wear them. I grabbed the gray blazer, black pants, and black shoes. After getting dressed I headed out the door to fine Omura's bitch ass awaiting for me. "Why are you here and where's Nashio?" Omura didn't make eye contact with me when he answered. "Nashio is waiting for you in the dining hall sir." I rolled my eyes and responded, "I told you to cut it with that bullshit." Omura nodded and headed off towards the dining hall.

Once there, I noticed Nashio was sitting at a table with girl. I approached Nashio preparing to ask him who the girl was, but he cut me off before I even had a chance to say anything. "Toyama, this is Haruka. Haruka this is Toyama." The girl had vibrant green hair that was shoulder length, her eyes were a dark green, almost black color. "Nice to meet you." Haruka stood up and bowed to me. "It's an honor milord." I signed and told her stand stand. She quickly apologized as if she done something wrong, which of course she didn't, but she doesn't need to that. "You don't have to be formal with me, just consider me as you would Nashio." She quickly rose to face me, "O-okay..." I looked at her with a smirk, "Good."

There was a awkward silence before Nashio decided to speak up about class. "So, Haruka what's your first block?" Haruka paused for thought. "I think it's history, although I could be wrong. What's yours Toyama?" I was completely lost in thought, but when I heard my name, I snapped back into attention. "Ummm... I dunno..." I looked towards Nashio for an answer. "My my, Toyama, how irresponsible!" he let out a long sigh, "It's Gym." I looked at him with pure aggressions my eyes, "Why in Hell is my first class Gym?! Can't I just skip?" Nashio put his hand on his face, "It doesn't work like that!" I shook my head, "Well then! Off to Gym I go... kill me now..." "Toyama! Do not say such things!" I laughed at Nashio's response, "Later bitch!" I blew a sarcastic kiss towards Nashio, which caused him to blush with anger.

I entered the gymnasium to heard nothing but dead silence. I walked around be calling out if anyone's as there. No response. A few moments later the gym lights turned on and the smell of sulfur reeked in the air. "Ummm who's there!" Again, no response. Before I had any time to react, I was surrounded by people wearing read cloaks. "Look, I'm not interested in joining so stupid fucking cult." A deep voice responded to my comment, "Toyama." "Good job, you know my name! Wanna cookie?" The people in the cloaks moved closer towards me. "Can you not, you smell like straight ass." After I said that they moved closer. "You do realize who I am correct?" The cloaked strangers keep getting closer. The next thing I know, I'm getting attacked by demons.

I dodge the attacks the hell spawn threw at me, "Ahhh I see, my father put you up to this right?" Finally one of the demons took off their cloak. The man had jet back hair, horns, and a tail like all demons did. "Yes. We are here to test your strength so we know how much you know in the arts of fighting." I laughed at his masculine voice. "Okay then. Shall we?"