In the cold, dark and eerie forest, Eugene ran desperately away from the flaming cave with all his might, the two glass jars for collecting insects and his small white net rattling on his backpack.
He huffed and puffed and ran, until he came to an abrupt stop, thinking that he was safe from the hooded figure. He stopped and hid behind a large tree trunk, his back to the rough bark.
Panting, he looks behind his shoulder with furrowed eyebrows and fear in his black eyes.
There was no one there, only the black silhouettes of trees and the pale light of the moon.
His ragged breathing was the only sound in the empty space.
He adjusts his glasses and leans against the rough trunk for support, his heart pounding in his ears.
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Back in the great hall, the vibrant electro-pop music was filling up the background. The dance was still in full swing.
Principal Weems clasped his silver gloved hands down at his front as he looks around contentedly, framed against long draping blue curtains on the walls and the trees of golden lights on the side.
Mr. Thornhill hurried to his Principal's side. "It's time for the big finish." the tall (but shorter than Principal Weems) man reports. The men smile at each other.
Principal Weems makes an "Oh!" softly claps his gloved hands together, and watches as Mr. Thornhill does his thing.
The auburn haired teacher points to the DJ 'MC BLOOD SUCKAZ' and gives the black boy a thumbs up.
The music suddenly cuts off. "Yo! Yo! Yo! Almost eleven o'clockity," the DJ announces into his microphone, his voice reverberating all over the great hall, "so haul it out on the dance floor one last time" some students pass by the front of Principal Weems and Mr. Thornhill, "before the Rave'N says "Nevermore!"" Ajax leads his partner onto the dance floor one last time, passing through the middle of the two teachers.
"Physical" by Dua Lipa started playing, smoothly connecting right after the DJ stops speaking, leaving no empty spaces in sound.
The black vampire DJ smiles broadly, showing off his sharp fangs.
♪ When I got you next to me ♪
The DJ bopped his head to the music.
♪ All night, I'll riot with you ♪
Ethan twirled Misaki round and round before stopping when she faced him, pulled her in close, then twirled her outwards then back into his arms.
Kent danced energetically with his partner- the pair facing each other, with a very little distance between them.
♪ I know you got my back ♪
♪ And you know I got you ♪
Divino had grabbed his partner by her waist and hand and was leading her, wiggling their connected hands, then they, like everyone around them, put their hands in the air as Divino screamed a "WHOO!"
Xaviera, now also glumly on the dance floor, lifts her hand apathetically, her face serious rather than excited.
♪ So come on, come on ♪
She furrows her thin, drawn, brown eyebrows and bops her head slightly to the beat.
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Come on ♪
The dance floor was completely filled with dancing students. The four, round, white tables in the corners of the hall each had an elegant icicle statue in its centre, surrounded in a circle by small white, lit candles.
A big, choppy white circle light shone in the centre of the dance floor, illuminating the students under it, Saturday and Taylor were in the centre of the white circle, they stood there, unmoving.
♪ Let's get physical ♪
Saturday's cold glare moved from an embracing Ethan and Misaki down to Taylor's eager pale green eyes.
♪ Lights out, follow the noise ♪
Taylor stared up at him as her lips slowly stretched into a small smile.
♪ Baby, keep on dancing ♪
♪ Like you ain't got a choice ♪
A student took a glass from a table.
Lucas peeked his head out cautiously between some long, soft blue curtains, his black skin standing out and contrasting from the pastel colours of the drapes and the icy decorations.
♪ So come on ♪
He glances around the floor.
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Come on ♪
His tall, gangly and pale guy friend was outside the great hall, just next to the long white curtains of falling golden lights, next to a big 'FIRE ALARM' switch. The alarm had instructions that read:
PUSH
PULL DOWN
↓
With another label in white writing reading 'FIRE ALARM' at the bottom.
♪ Come on ♪
Inside, the students were all happily dancing to the music.
Bianco was nowhere in sight, probably still sitting outside, clearly too dispirited to dance.
♪ Let's get physical ♪
Ethan held Misaki gently in his strong, muscular arms as he waltzed her round and round, smirking satisfactorily down at her while she blushes up at him, trying to avoid his hungry gaze.
A lot of the female students around the 'King' and 'Queen' put their arms and hands high up in the air, savouring this last dance.
Suddenly, he pulls her off the dance floor by her slim pale wrist and leads her out a side door, outside into the cool night air.
♪ Hold on just a little tighter ♪
♪ Come on, hold on ♪
♪ Tell me if you're ready ♪
Lucas continued to peek at the students from behind her pale blue curtain. He had a pensive expression on his dark face.
His thin, tall friend nods before he opens the thin glass cover on the 'FIRE ALARM' and pulls down the switch, his thin, pale face relishing the moment. Finally! They'll get their revenge on those freaky Outcasts!
♪ Baby, keep on dancing ♪
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Once outside, he pins her to a brick wall by her wrists with one of his large, pale hands. He smirks down at her, to which she blushes softly. His heart was pounding in his chest as he slowly lifts the veil off her face, placing it on the back of her head, like a groom does to his bride.
She closes her large, mesmerising golden eyes expectantly. Seeing her so submissive in his hold, Ethan's satisfied smirk only grew.
"Be my girlfriend, Misaki." he orders, his deep voice becoming increasingly husky.
"I-I-" Misaki was lost for words, as she could only stammer softly and blush profusely at the boy restraining and dominating her.
Ethan's luscious lips curled up into a winning smirk. "I'll take that as a yes." he whispers lowly into her blushing ear, making her shiver uncontrollably.
He leant down and started to give her butterfly kisses on her slim, pale neck, and in the fraction of a second, his neatly trimmed natural nails lengthened into sharp claws, making Misaki gasp gently and shiver slightly.
Ethan held her gently, kissing her softly on her pale forehead then petite nose to calm her down.
"Ah~ Mr. Sinclair, no~" Misaki moans softly, only further lighting the flames in Ethan's heart.
He suddenly bites down, then removes his luscious lips from her pale neck, and sees a pink hickey. It looked like a delicate cherry blossom petal on her pale porcelain skin. He smirks.
Then his lips returned to his 'Queen's' neck, giving her hickey after hickey.
"Ah~ AH~" Misaki couldn't help but cry out from the pleasurable shivers running down her spine.
When her neck was covered in pink marks, he moved to her exposed collarbone, biting down now and again, continuously claiming her as his.
When Misaki thought that she was going to faint from the pleasure, he suddenly stopped, and lifts his head up to meet her alluring, watery golden eyes. He touches his nose affectionately with hers, making her close her beautiful eyes again.
He tightens his grip on her wrists and she whimpers softly.
Then, using his free hand, he turns her chin sideways, giving him access to her red right ear. He started to kiss it, his hot tongue sliding in and out. If Ethan wasn't holding her in his warm embrace, Misaki thought that her legs wouldn't support her, she was going to slide to the floor at any moment. He sucked on her red ear continuously.
"Mmm~ Mr.- Ah- Mr. Sinclair~ please stop ah~" she moaned helplessly. It sounded like sweet honey to Ethan, who didn't relent one bit and continued to tease her.
The sounds of his kisses filled the silent night.
"Now that I have you in my arms, do you really think that I'll stop?" he whispers huskily into her blushing left ear, making her shiver noticeably. He smirks into her ear as he gives it one last kiss, turning her head with his hand and moving onto her left ear.
Upon one touch with his soft lips she almost cried out, and he smirks satisfactorily. He had found her sensitive spot.
"Mmmm~ no~ ahh~"
He continued sucking on her sensitive left ear passionately, while sliding his tongue in and out. Little Misaki thought that she was going to go insane as she trembled pleasurably in his strong hold.
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As the large circular white spotlights moved around the great hall, Saturday felt a cold drop of liquid land on his shoulder.
Taylor felt it too, multiple drops actually, and the green-eyed girl turns her head to look at her shoulder.
The moving white light shone on the blue satin fabric on her dress for a second and she saw red.
She looks up to the ceiling.
A pipe rumbles and gurgles on the ceiling as it filled with liquid.
Red droplets landed on the unsuspecting: Kent, Divino, Bianco and Xaviera.
As "La Mamma Morta" by Umberto Giodano started to play, red liquid started leaking out of the fire sprinkler extinguishers on the ceiling. Everything seemed to go in slow motion...
Saturday furrows his eyebrows as he looks up at the ceiling, red droplets falling on his pale face, accentuating his Devilish, Grim Reaper air.
Taylor looks from the ceiling to Saturday, red droplets also running down her pale cheeks and clothes.
Saturday gives a wicked smirk as he felt the red liquid running down his face and seeping into his clothes.
As the soprano sings majestically, the sprinklers started to full on spray red, drenching everyone in the hall. White turned to red...
The students start murmuring as they felt the liquid.
Red droplets splashed all over a smiling Principal Weems, who was in a very good mood and flashing his pearly whites. His smile started to disappear as he felt the liquid on his skin.
Students started noticing the red on their clothes. Smiles turned to horrified looks and Principal Weems started to cry out in horror as his face contorted from one of happiness and satisfaction to terror.
Mr. Thornhill gasps in surprise as he emerges from behind a pale blue curtain, droplets starting to land on his white Qi Pao.
The sprinklers sprayed red liquid everywhere. No one the great hall was exempt from it.
The scene turned from a mythical Winter Wonderland to a murderous Massacre in a matter of moments.
As students screamed and pushed past him, Saturday moved his lifted head down and looked on the chaos with satisfaction. He thought that it was the perfect way to end the evening.
Principal Weems shook uncontrollably and opened his mouth wide, letting out the biggest scream of the night.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
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Ethan pulled back and stared intently into Misaki's sultry eyes. She had never seen so much passion in a person's eyes before, and was completely drawn in, mesmerised, transfixed. She couldn't move even if she wanted to as Ethan's lips came closer and closer to her own...almost touching hers...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
The 'King' and his 'Queen' outside could hear the faint sound of screaming coming from the inside of the great hall and Ethan stops moving.
The couple glanced towards the great hall, curious as to what was happening inside.
Ethan interlaces his long, pale slender fingers with Misaki's delicate ones as he opens the side door. They didn't need to go inside, with one peek, it was clear that their magical dance had become a bloodbath. Misaki shivers in fear and Ethan pulls her protectively into his arms, a solemn expression on his handsome, pale face as he grimaces at the bloody scene in front of them:
The table clothes, the decorative icicles in the centre of each table and the extinguished candles were all drenched in red and clamouring students were running away in droves while shouting and screaming from the top of their lungs.
"Let's go!" Divino and Kent's partner grab him and attempt to pull him away from the red rain as he stares transfixed at the sprinklers, allowing himself to be dragged away.
A boy slips on the piling red liquid on the floor and falls onto a nearby table in the chaos.
The heavenly soprano kept on singing throughout all of this, mirroring Ajax's calm state as he stood there, drenched in red, staring at all the students slipping on the piling liquid on the floor.
Saturday nonchalantly puts a slender, now crimson, forefinger into his mouth, tasting the red liquid with relish. His curled soft black hair, his skin and his clothes were all drenched in red, and he was loving it.
He slides the finger out of his mouth, furrows his eyebrows for a moment, then glares down at Taylor, clearly disappointed and very dissatisfied. His eyes dart around the chaos for a second, before returning his full attention onto the pale green-eyed girl.
"They couldn't even spring for real pigs' blood." he sneers coldly with disdain to Taylor.
He turns away from the girl soaked in red.
"It's only paint." he says, the disappointment evident in his emotionless voice. Stripes of red paint ran down his face and clothes.
The hall now completely crimson, and almost void of students, only Saturday and Taylor stood there, unmoving in the middle. The green-eyed girl was horrified but unsure of what she should do. She couldn't just leave her date!
Fallen students scramble to get off the floor and out of the large crimson soaked room.
Some slipping and falling for the second or even third time, tripping over other fallen students on the slippery liquid.
Kent almost falls over but another boy catches him just before his head meets the floor.
Fallen students continue landing on the floor, unable to find their balance.
Saturday turns away from the chaos, glaring down at Taylor, before a student bumps into him and makes him turn around, then the same boy helplessly slides on the wet floor and bumps into him again, making him bump into Taylor.
His head pulls back into a perfect ninety degrees, and he enters into a flashing vision.
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