All's Fair

All That Taz... and Even More?!

Part 2:

Even if I told myself I was going to do this, I have to say I was at a disadvantage. My reason for showing up early had been to get to know the school. Instead I was 'asked' to hunt a dangerous animal through it. Nora, you're a glutton for trouble. My subconscious always kicks me in the bum.

Okay, time to focus! "How do you hunt a tazelwurm?" Apparently, a lot of the students had decided the best way was with giant sticks. "Effective. If they can corner it. The question is flushing it out." Why had it attacked earlier? Maybe I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time? No way, no one has worse luck than me! I didn't want to be so pessimistic. If I was going to get through this assignment, then I had no choice than to go along with all this craziness! And who said I couldn't get to know the school in the process?

No one specifically- oh, yeah the army, cyborg, general/principal. He was expecting me to catch it. Maybe I can say it got away? He's already signed me on! He can't do anything to kick me out. I'll just take my tour now.

Boy was that a mistake.

Five minutes in, and I found myself running from armed teenagers who want my help in catching their mascot. Where are their teachers? A space between the lockers provided a good hiding place as they ran by and missed me. Their voices died out and I let out a breath.

I was actually not that far from the entry doors. I see some students going out yelling that the taz had been spotted. I should be relieved, that means no expectations. Yet... that poor animal. Yes it's got fangs, claws, yellow eyes, a long red tail. But it's still a living thing. I may not have any authority to stop the students if they go too far either. But I should be present, shouldn't I? I go outside to see a collision of students on skateboards and jock jackets among others, with their boards and sticks going flying!

I also see the tazelwurm; it's fleeing in the other direction along with some kid with red and black hair. Doesn't he want that A? Well, maybe he's an animal lover or something too. The tazelwurm wasn't attacking him either. In fact, when they came to the entrance where I was standing, with several hazmat-people out in front, they boy shouted "Go!" to the creature and began running together. The hazmats- they have guns!? Now they shoot out lasers!

"You don't see the student!?" I yelled at them. This can't be allowed! "Stop firing!" They stop, but only when a blast hits the tazelwurm. I see the creature's arm, and torso become crystalized. Okay, this is just too much! I can't lose my focus in all this chaos. Help the student, Nora. That's what you're here to do! The boy was kneeling near the tazelwurm, and the hazmats were surrounding him. No way I can take even one of those guys on. I heard the sound of small wheels, apparently those skaters had recovered. I couldn't bet they would help, but maybe at least a distraction was all I could get. I put my two finger to my mouth and let out a loud picilo-pete whistle! The skaters heard it and charged right into the hazmats. "C'mon!" I yelled out to the boy and held open the door. He manageed to pick up the tazelwurm and run inside.

The boy grunted as he carried the load. I remembered from earlier that the thing is strong; I was barely able to hold it down. The boy was eyeing me suspiciously. Can't really blame him. I've been dubbed the Taz-tamer. First rule of being a teenager: don't trust anyone older than you. I remembered that one. "Why'd you help me?" he asked agitated. I was about explain when the door opened to the sound of robotic- beeps. I guess they are robots! Now the toaster comment makes sense. Heh, I'll go along with this. I set myself to run, fully intending to help the kid I was with, when we both let out a yelp when something forced us back.