FLASH BACK

Chris felt a burning sensation in his chest as he hurtled from his seat, all around him halls and doorways were whizzing past, and finally a window.
He was outside, hovering a few feet from the huge maze in the gardens of the college, then he fell, as he landed he felt his ankle snap against the stone base of the fountain marking the centre of the maze.
Above him he saw the face of ryan, staring down at him with angry eyes.
"I'll just melt the walls" Chris whimpered
And then, not a second after his last word, he felt all the breath being pulled from his body, his chest convulsed as all his senses were shut off temporarily, when they came back he was alone and it was dark.
The next 10 minutes were spent trying to collapse the wall opposite him, but chris felt tired and groggy and even if he found a way out there was no way he could walk with his ankle in its current state.
So he sat tight and tried to get comfortable.
Another 20 minutes had passed and chris was shuddering from the cold and pain, it was too dark to see but he was pretty sure his ankle was bleeding, he reached down to feel and accidentally prodded the bone, he shut his eyes in agony only to open them to a fantastic green light coming from the hedge he had tried to melt earlier, as the light faded he made out the siloettes of his three rescuers, one of them ran over to him who he immediatly recognised as Allen Baulter.
"I FOUND HIM, are you alright chris?"
"..." chris opened his mouth to reply but he didnt have the energy to say anything.
"Lets get you back to the dorm shall we, then you can explain why you were so desperate to see me naked" Allen gave chris a small smile and chris gave an appreciated smile back before swiftly falling into unconciousness.
When he came to he was lying in the recovery position on his bed and all hell had broken loose in the corridor outside...

((Hmmm... I think I'm writing too much))


“Deanon, James, I’ll see you tomorrow in class” Zeshuan said tossing the boys a lazy wave as he exited the room, rather quickly. As the automatic door closed the boy closed his eye and gave a little prayer to whatever divine forced made whatever the hell life was supposed to be. He prayed for Alex's dad, who he didn't know, but felt sorry for. Hearing about his death made Zeshuan feel awkward around Alex, it made him pity the guy and force a false happy act around him. After Alex's dad he prayed for one, just one, more chance to smoke a cigarette. The night's events were causing him to need one more than ever.

"This place is going to give me cancer faster" Zeshuan thought, breaking the prayer and making his way down the hall. While walking he heard a slight moan, and a small THUMP on the floor.

"Walk by" he said to himself "Just let the person die in peace, Zeshuan..." Another THUMP came, causing the boy to turn and look for source. It seemed to be coming from a dorm room, the room that belonged to Chris.

"Goddess, why must you punish me?" He mumbled, walking towards the door. As he approached the door it came to life, or as alive as a mini-super computer door could.

"Name, please" the door asked, causing Zeshuan to smile. He loved never being locked out in this school; he had mastered changing his voice to that of the Principal, which could open any door with a mere

"It's me."

"Of course, sir" the door responded, sliding open. The sight inside caused the boy to raise an eyebrow. Chris, or material-changer-guy as he called him, was on the floor, trying to crawl back to his bed unsuccessfully. Zeshuan grimaced at the boy's ankle; it was swollen and bleeding badly, the bandaging that someone had put around it was falling off and soiled with blood and sweat.

"GodFUCKclick!" Zeshuan howled, trying to focus his thoughts. Chris stopped his crawling and turned to Zeshuan, relieved, though questioning why a stranger was in his room.

"Stopstandin and helpmehdumbass" he yelled, causing Zeshuan to scramble around the boy's room for a first aid kit. After tossing piles of clothing, junk-food and magazines (some of the gay- variety, Zeshuan was into too much of a frenzy to notice them, however), Zeshuan had found the kit.

"Got it" he shouted to Chris, who was hiding a gay-related magazine under a pile of clothes.

"Great, thanks" he coughed, trying to seem collected "Cool, now bandage me back up."

"Huh?"

"...god, you're telling me you can't use it?"

"Shit, I can look like medics, not act like them" Zeshuan spat, furrowing Chris' brow.

"You're the transformer-, Zeshuan... That's how you really look?" Chris laughed a little then quickly cringed as pain shot out his ankle wound.

"Yeah, yea, karma's a bitch" Zeshuan mocked, transforming into a tall, buff, Asian male "And at least I can change my face..."

Zeshuan tossed the first-aid kit to Chris, who caught it rather smoothly for an injured person, and lifted the boy off the ground, a simple task for his current transformation. He carried Chris through the hall, which Chris said sounded "Shitty" moments ago, and into the room that Alex, James and Deanon occupied. The three boys jumped at the sight of Chris' blood and the intimidating man holding him.

"At ease, gents" Chris said, noticing Deanon's fingers slowly producing a red glow.

"This," Zeshuan dangled a Chris' ankle, causing him to curse "Is your problem, James" He tossed Chris next to the lovers and proceeded to turn into his original form, shrinking a large amount.

"What the hell happened?" James fumed, looking over a sheepish Chris

"Noises, hall" Chris muttered, holding onto his ankle "Tried to see"

"Nosey ass" Zeshuan miffed, hopping onto a pile of dirty clothing and making himself comfortable

"Cut it, Zeshuan" Deanon ordered, taking the first aid kit and going to work on Chris' leg "Its bleeding pretty badly, I thought it was fine when Allen bandaged it..."

"Allen!" Chris and Alex chirped, causing the room to stare at the two

"Aye, we have to hurry and get em'" Alex fumed,

"Em?" Chris questioned

"Uh..." Alex's ears turned red "Ryan is with him..."

"Oh this ought to be fun" Zeshuan groaned, thinking of how Chris got the wound. Alex jumped to his feet

"I'll get them, I'm the fastest" he stated, a determined look on his face.

(( Hey guys, I thought I'd throw in some misc. info bout Deanon in case people wrote about him and didn't know what kind of persona to go on. So here goes.

Age: 18 years

Sex: Male

Placement: From Sydney Australia, 'transferred' by circumstantial means almost 3 years ago, and has for 2 years now, been boarding at the school. [Although I can't quite recall where the school actually IS in the world... Where is it anyway? I just assumed the US, but I realize that's only because I keep thinking about Xavier's school for gifted children...]

Sexuality: Seemingly bisexual. Not an out homosexual, but has been known to hook up with both chicks and dudes indifferently. Has also hooked up with more females than males for reasons unknown. Not much else is known to many as of yet since sexuality isn't really the most prominent aspect of his personality. Never been in a relationship.

Family: Unknown, it is assumed that he had left them back in Australia.

History: He attended the school after a series of events, still untold to his current peers. Was discovered by the school's 'expedition' team [Bunch of extraordinary teachers] and invited to join the school. There was hesitation for about a week until he finally decided to give it a go.

Social Persona: Not one to encourage or enjoin in melodramatics. Tends to be more or less passive or zen in touchy conversation, limiting replies to short phrases, unless he is familiar with the conversationalists in which case he becomes significantly more open. Becomes less interactive in larger groups, but encourages closeness with a smaller group of individuals (or one person)

Traits:
- Passive
- Loyal
- Oblivious
- Indifferent
- Approachable
- Simple and easily amused
- Likes to have muck around with his abilities
- Imaginative
- Tends to use his abilities in common situations


Crisis Reaction: Approaches crisis with the simplest thought possible, and may resolve it by either outrageous or quiet means. Prefers silence and quiet sharing of ideas to think, rather than brainstorm and argue with other's ideas loudly. Hates it when people panic or become melodramatic in situations, in which case he'd probably attempt to calm to scene and drag it back to earth. Doesn't really cry... Like, at all. Pretty much.

In Conflict: Will not hesitate with muck-around conflict, but has trouble deciding on whether to fight or leave it when the issue becomes too serious. Tends to get carried away once in combat, uses a mostly passive style, parrying, dodging and blocking but greatly enjoys the eventual and imaginative forms of offense. Also likes to use the enemy's offense, turn it around, and is it as his own against them somehow. His strategy is usually: "Defend, Disarm then Disable" when it comes to conflict that cannot be otherwise negotiated. ))

Maybe onto the story now...

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Deanon sighed in exasperation. This isn't how he planned on ending such an exhausting day...

"He'd better get back soon... Else I might just go mad and screw this ankle up..."

Deanon had been trying to restore the ankle to a functional condition by re-rendering the damaged skin back into a repaired state, but such a feat becomes difficult when you're not all that sure how to visually reconstruct a human ankle...

"So far so good..." He whispered as Allen watched him penning red slivers of light towards Chris' ankle.

"Now I won't be able to necessarily heal you... It doesn't work like that... But if I could just restore your ankle from the damage enough, it might just help..." he told Chris as the red slivers began settling on Chris' ankle, to form new skin and mend the shattered bone.

"Well at least it's not bleeding like shit anymore.." Allen chimed, and the other two nodded.

Deanon looked at Chris who was watching him work intently... "So... Ya never got the tuna stink off ya huh..?"

Chris' eyes suddenly grew wide as his attention went from the ankle, to the grinning Deanon looking at him from beside the bed...

"YOU! DID THA-!"

"--EY! I'm here... I mean WE... We're here.." Zeshuan interrupted appearing through the door. And standing aside he revealed both Alex and Ryan who walked in silently right after him.

Deanon breathed a sigh of realief. "Right! Here then."

He made a motion with his right hand as if he were throwing something he had intended Alex to catch. The red slivers once again flew out of his hand, gaining a particular shape in midair as it flew across the dorm room, and landed on Alex's palm; a roll of bandages.

"I'm tired... m'goin' a' bed.. Do a good job.." He declared as he stood up and gave the boys pats on their shoulders and made his way out of the room.

Alex and Ryan approached Chris. "Alright, what've we got here then.." Deanon heard Alex ask as he entered the now darkened hallway.

Now...

Odd as the day had been, they would later find that it wouldn't compare... to the nights to come...

NEXT BIT

(GOOD TO SEE U POST C DUDE)

Alex was tending to Chris’s ankle. Ryan was watching him and looking guilty. When Alex went to go get him he was scared of Alex but Alex told him everything. He understood and Alex apologised to him. Whilst he was doing Chris’s ankle he told Allen everything also. Allen listened and then said,

“I understand Alex. However what you did was rather.....”

Alex stopped him and said,

“I know Allen, I know.”

He nodded and started talking to James and Zeshuan. Ryan then said to Chris,

“Chris...I’m sorry for what I did. I should have never done it.”

Chris looked to him and said back,

“Yeah! You got that right. You are just as bad, if not worse than Alex. At least he went back to see if you were OK after and didn’t run off.”

Ryan went red embarrassed and then replied,

“Yes OK. I know. I was not thinking. Sorry Chris. Can we call it quits?”

Everyone stopped talking and looked to Chris for a response. He paused and looked thoughtful then replied,

“Hmmmm OK then. Just no more sucking my energy I do need it you know.”

Ryan smiled and looked relieved. He then looked at the time and said,

“Oh my god! It is 2 am, I better be going back to my dorm. I need to talk to Astoria to she has not seen me all day.”

Everyone said goodbye to him and before he left the dorm room, Alex said,

“Oh that girl! Why the hell are you friends with her? I hate her.”
Ryan laughed and said,

“I can guess why. She is ok really. She can be annoying about gays though.”

He said bye and left. Allen was next to leave, he said,
“I need to get to bed to. I’m going to be a wreak for our class tomorrow if I don’t. See you later guys. Chris, hope you get better. Do you think you will be able to get to class?”

Chris nodded and said,

“Yeah I need to. We have to pretend everything is alright. Alex is doing a good job.” He smiled to Alex.

Allen nodded then left for his dorm next door to Alex’s and James’ dorm.Zeshuan tne stood and said,

"Yeah I better get going! Bye guys. See you later Alex."

Alex smiled to him. Zeshuan looked to him then left. James got up and looked at Chris’s leg he said,

“How is it?”

Alex looked to him and said,

“I am done. It looks alright now! The blood has stopped. It will hurt for a while and he may have a limp. But he is ok.”

Chris nodded and said,

“Yeah it does feel better. Thanks Alex, James for all your help.”

Alex smiled and said,

“It is fine. I better get you back to your room.”

James nodded and said to Chris,

“Chris I hope you feel better tomorrow. Bye.”

Alex lifted Chris up, he was rather light. Alex walked out of the room and walked down the corridor to the last door. As he stepped towards it then door said,

“Name please?”

Chris replied to the voice,

“Chris.”

The door clicked open and said,

“Hello Chris.”

Alex walked in with Chris in his arms and then placed him on his bed. He looked around his room and noticed the massive pile of clothes on the corner of the bed,

“Don’t you put your clothes away?”

Alex walked towards the clothes to pick them up and Chris said desperately,

“No! Don’t pick them up!”

Alex stopped and looked to him and said,

“Why not? Do you want an untidy room?”

Chris paused and though looking desperate and flustered and said quickly,

“Well no it is because I like to...colour code them first.”

Alex laughed and then put his hand on Chris’s shoulder and said,

“Ok then. Go get some sleep ok? I will see you after your class. Night Chris.”

Chris nodded then waited for Alex to leave. He breathed a sigh of relief he was so lucky Alex did not see the gay magazine under the clothes. He felt so tired that he felt asleep instantly.
Alex went back to his dorm room and James was waiting for him with just his boxers on. Alex smiled and closed the door. He walked towards James and put his hand on his bare chest feeling his soft, warm skin. Alex then said to James,

“I’m so tired. I think I am going to drop.”

James smiled and said back,

“Well maybe I can help you get a burst of energy?”

James kissed Alex. He then stopped and took his shirt off. He then kissed him again this time harder and faster. It was so good. He started to undo Alex’s belt for his jeans. Alex then broke the kiss and said,

“Well, I suddenly feel so much better.”

James laughed and walked towards the bed he put the covers back and waited for Alex he said sexily,

“Come on toy boy. Come sleep with your hunk.”

Alex laughed and said,

“mmmm sounds like fun.”

Alex leapt onto James and grabbed his bulge in his pants, he said to James,

“hmmmm I see someone is standing at attention.”

James smiled then put his hand down Alex’s pants and said,

“hmmmm so do I.”

Alex laughed.

It was 3am.

(heee I tried to make it as cleanly dirty as possible lol) xxx

It was 3 am and chris was laying in his bed, still bewildered by the events of the night, his ankle was swollen but he wasnt sure if he should risk reforming the bone until all his strength was back, incase he just made things worse.
He sat up for a few hours trying to think about his encounters and how he should act towards his classmates in future. At around 5 (just after the noises from down the hall stopped)he thrusted his hand to the pile of clothes furthest from his bed, made a twisting motion like opening a door, and then gently raised his hand in order to extract the gaseous magazines from under a mounain of trousers.
"No use risking it, i have a feeling i'm gonna have a few visitors in the next day or two"
He then melted the frame of his door as he did every night and drifted off, for the first time wondering if he should tell anyone about his sexual orientation...he decided it wouldn't be clever...

(( Ok things are getting pretty confusing and there's been some conflicting ideas of what has happened.. I don't really know exactly what has happened myself but I thought it'd be hand to post a list of the active posters so everyone remembers who everyone is!

Characters:
Sxcriley: Allen Baulter (Phase) - can become invisible
Menardo: Alexander Raymear (Flare) - can create fire
JonNee: Chris Klunget (Vapya) - matter maniplation (physical state transformation)
funkeymunkey813: Ryan Moon (Reon) - energy manipulation
C_Dude: Deanon Zane Mavericks (Maverick II) - psionic projection (the powerful one)
Happy_Arsenic: Zeshuan Isac (Double-take) - transformer

I'd also like to give some brief info on the school because everyone seems to have different ideas about it:

* The school is in present day USA, off on some island or something (you can think of it like the Xmen school if you wish)
* It is not a school of magic. Sure they might have some cool technology, but there isn't random doors that come to life. It'd be more realistic to say that the doors are fitted with a biometric voice detector device (if you know what I mean...)
* One student per dorm room
* Teachers are very strict (public displays of affection are forbidden, curfews are in place - 11PM students must be in their dorm room - the school is fitted with surveillance cameras etc.) Don't think all these sort of things are bad, it just means characters have to be sneaky.
* Other facts can be made up as the story goes along, if you're going to introduce a fact make sure it isn't too extreme. Think of the school more as a strict Xmen school, not a gay Hogwarts!
* Another thing, not all students are gay so don't assume it (*looks at one poster in particular*). Just for the record Allen hasn't revealed his sexuality to anyone. ))

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Allen woke up early. The previous day had been a total disaster, now he had to avoid teachers at all costs. He counted off all the rules he'd broken as he travelled towards the dining hall. Five.
"Well," Allen thought. "Hopefully most of them weren't detected."

There was only a few students scattered around the dining hall. Allen was happy to see his friend Lisa (who had a gift for foreign languages) was reading alone at a table. After gathering some things to eat he sat down opposite her.
"Buona mattina Allen," Lisa greeted Allen with perfect Italian.
"Good morning Lisa," Allen replied happily.
"What's this I hear of you running around the school acting like some kind of hero?"
"Oh. So people know about that..."
"Yeah, you were pretty stupid. But, I think they're letting most of you guys off with a warning."
"How do you know?"
Lisa just smiled. Allen knew she had her ways of retrieving information. He always joked that she had two powers: impossibly brilliant with linguistics, and impossibly thorough with gossip.
"What did you think of the speeches?"
Lisa winced.
"I mean the other speeches," Allen said with a sigh.
"Oh, well my pick is that Mike's going to get top boy and I'll get top girl."
"Brilliant," Allen had striven his whole schooling career to become top boy. He had given up that hope a little under twenty-four hours ago.
"Don't worry Allen," Lisa heartened. "You'll make vice, or at the least you'll get some minor leadership role. You've done well over your years here. Even if the students don't admire that, the teachers will remember and recognise it."
"Thanks for the pep talk. Oh no..."
Lisa joined Allen in looking towards the entrance. The vice principal, Mr. Poe, was walking with determination towards Allen and Lisa.
"Sorry Allen, I don't want to get caught up in this," she shot a sympathetic glance and scurried away with her books and half eaten cereal.
"My..." Mr. Poe seemed to be having trouble getting his words out, he was utterly furious. "Office - NOW!"

lol haa dnt look at me i took the gay character str8 away cuz i wanted to it soooo much easier to do..........and now u given the rules lol it be sooo much cooler haa xx

lol and gay hogwarts haa so funny........lol

(( Haha yer I was startin' to think it was a bit funny that the entire school was full of out gay males... XD So I made it clear that Deanon wasn't one at all... S'far as we know...

So NOW, we are at the breakfast hall I'm guessing, eating breakfast and all that jazz, on the SECOND day now. Yay. ))

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Deanon made his way down towards the breakfast hall, late, as per usual... He never was one to get up at an appropriate time in almost any kind of morning. And despite being glared at by the surveying teachers, he found no discomfort in entering the hall where some students had already had their brekkies cleaned up.

He sat himself a couple of spaces from Allen who was engaged in conversation with an attractive brunette girl, Lisa, looking very unsure in contrast to Lisa's constant and blissful smile.

His breakfast untouched, Deanon busied himself by observing. All in his own personal silence, he ran his gaze through the entirety of the hall. A habit that would often have his friends asking... "You alright?" So which he'd simply reply a smile to. It was what he did. He observed. And the more he took in, the more his imagination spanned.

Daniel Fletcher 2 tables away stacking up cinnamon donuts with his friends and laughing as the girl he sat beside, Susan, toppled the tower and playfully slapped the boys on their faces.

Tori Minx had made a frozen sculpture of her orange juice, pouring the juice from her glass and freezing it with gentle blows of her breath as it fell in just the right position.

The groundskeeper who busied himself by making rounds around the hall, casually making conversation with any students who strayed too far from their tables.

Gregory Finch and Estelle Bettes and their shameless display of public affection.... And professor McGee's eventual telling them off for it...

And finally he spotted two teachers, Professor Alan Heyworth and Miss Debra Torres walking toward the staff table. They gained pace as they approached, and their faces seemed sullen, pale and grave, a thing that not many others in the hall seemed to have noticed due to the escalating level of chatter.

They reached the table but did not sit. Sir Heyworth planted both palms on the table and talked with the overseer Kane Ross, urgency was evident with his body language. Miss Torres would chime in every so often as if adding onto whatever Heyworth might've been talking about.

Deanon shifted his focus from the rest of the breakfast hall and concentrated on the bunch. The other teachers were now huddling closer into the conversation. Miss Torres had taken out a large sheet of paper and Mister Heyworth had lain it out flat on the table explaining something obviously of importance. He constantly placed a hand on his forehead and massaged it slightly, a gesture that was never indicative of pleasant thought. For a moment, the staff table seemed to fall silent. Deanon could just make out Overseer Ross mouth "And this is certain..?" Looking up to Heyworth for a moment. Then looking back down at the sheet, he mouthed "We must see the principle........" He couldn't make out the rest, but at this, half the staff stood up. Then half of those who stood up seemed to pause and sit back down as they looked at the oblivious students throughout the hall. Their standing up had caught the attention of a number of students, which apparently was against their intent.

A number of staff who had stood had now sat back down, casually taking sips of their drinks as Torres and Heyworth took a few others with them inconspicuously out of the hall. As they left Torres turned her gaze to Deanon. Straight, at Deanon. Which Deanon felt only appropriate to return. Miss Torres was one of those teachers who seemed to practice a personal engagement with her students. She also often functioned as the school's unofficial therapist and student-companion, since there were ethical issues in making her the school's official therapist due to her Telepathic abilities.

She gave Deanon a slight smile, maybe amused at how Deanon chose to return her gaze rather than avert from it, and walked out hurriedly with the others. Deanon stood up, a motion that Allen and Lisa as well as a couple of their associates had noticed. He gave Allen a pat on the shoulder and rested his palms there for a moment as he whispered to the bunch "I'll just be in my dorm. Catcha guys soon." And he left.

Out the hall and through the school's wide set corridors. Where he walked, and kept walking. Up a short flight of stairs and through the second wall hallway with large round window looking out onto the North Eastern quad. He look a peek and saw the teachers walking out into the driveway, towards the Eastern wing of the school. They all entered the building but one paused before entering it's doors. Miss Torres turned around and looked straight at the giant round window. And those eyes... It were as if she were whispering right into his ears...

"I don't know if this time would be the best for curiosity. You'd best get back with the other students. Do not give them reason to worry..." She said, not moving her lips in the slightest.

She blinked once, a blink that seemed to say goodbye and turned around and into the building.

Deanon simply stared into space for a moment, thinking. His mind was calm. A swirling chaos of explosive elements churned within it... But the redundancy of such mental events had rendered the novelty of it all, null.

Other than this, there was one other thing that concerned him. The figure behind him. The boy had stood there for a while now. He could've even listened to Torres' message as well. But he was quiet. Disturbingly quiet. Without looking at the boy Deanon said "We'd best be getting back with the others."

The boy merely blinked, but followed Deanon anyway, downstairs where they found that Allen and Lisa had also left the hall. They were down in the main lobby now just talking again.

"Hey!" They both greeted Deanon and the strange boy. Deanon greeted them back, and the strange boy offered his hand. Allen and Lisa shook it, unsure of who this new character was. "His name's Kale. And he'll be with us for a while." Deanon explained.

The two smiled and greeted him. But Kale brought no indication of good tidings. He merely stood there, his hood over his head, his warm amber eyes were shiny amidst the shadow that fell upon his face.

Alex and James then walked into the lobby.

And later Ryan and Chris. Seems like the two have made up since last night's events.

None of the chatter seemed to register into Deanon's mind. And Allen seemed to notice this.

He simply looked out the window as the sky turned a darker gray, and rain began pouring over the property. Something rose into the air. Something large. Outside. It rose through the air vertically, only visible through the resistance it caused against the rain which battered it. Moments later, it was gone. Deanon smiled and looked down.

Looking back up, all he could think was... "Finally..."