Doctor (1)

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School of Aura users

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Training grounds

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While we were fighting the demon on our end, the Aura users had a problem equal if not more than the ours.

Their combat teacher Steve Tempest thought that it would be a good idea to let a mid-level demon run free amongst them. He was ofcourse in his cloned body but that didn't restrict his strength at all, more or less he felt rather comfortable after using his aura.

A similar scene unfolded when the demon came out of the box but this time it acted differently than the low level demon. Instead of hiding among the crowd it created a black smoke all around the room and wispered something in the ears of every student present there before choosing a host.

"He is the demon!"

"No! You are!"

The training grounds delved into chaos as all kinds of opinions spread throughout the room. Screams and yelling sounds rang thoughout the room as the students punched, kicked and even stabbed one another.

The demon quietly watched the scene unfolded before him by the side of Roger Silverheart, possessing his servant. His indifferent face worked wonders among the crowd of people around Roger but a slight smirk that formed on his face accidentally gave him away.

Thud

Unknownst to the demon, Tom had been watching him for a few seconds waiting for him to make a mistake. He didn't even expect someone to hit the friend of a heir of Silverheart.

Tom paralyzed his whole body in a single hit at the back of his neck. The students arround them were stunned, all of them stopped fighting one by one to watch what had just happened.

"Do you have any idea about what you just did?" Roger calmly asked Tom, trying to calculate the outcome if they fought him then and there.

"Oh, I know. I know exactly what I did. I just saved all of you by paralyzing the body that the demon was controlling," Tom replied. "Trust me buddy I have dealt with more demons than you ever will. I know a demon when I see one, think of this as a hunter's instinct. Now then if you will excuse me-"

All of a sudden, three swords were pointed at his body from three different angles.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Hey! Let's talk about this... We are all on the same side here why don't we all just calm down and exorcise that demon first?" Tom tried to calm down the situation however things were going as he hoped it would.

"How can we so sure that you are not possessed by the demon at this very moment? What makes you so sure that the demon warding sigil you have can fend off a mid level demon from controlling you?" Roger was a manipulator through and through. He wasn't just trying to make the students believe that Tom was possessed by the demon, he was trying to lift the faith that everyone had in the hunters. He was trying to instigate a war between them and the hunters by using a member of the Wayne family as a catalyst.

Roger's goals were always twisted, he didn't even know what he was trying to achieve. In his mind, hunters were a group of people that did nothing but cause chaos for both the metahumans and those aligned with them. He knew that no one would lift a finger even if he killed Tom right there. The hunters may cause a ruckus but what can they do? After all at the end of the day they are humans, right?

"Execute the demon-"

As soon as Roger said those words, all three of his men fell of the ground.

In that same second as he said those words, Tom had ducked down and sweeped two of their legs before punching the other in his solar plexus hard enough to traumatize it.

He then proceeded to take out his gun and point it at them. In conclusion, one traumatized kid scared for life, two held at gun point.

"You were saying?" Tom put his left hand behind his left ear and pushed it forward making a gesture for Roger to continue on.

Roger who was watching the whole scene unfold was left baffled. He couldn't comprehend how could a human possibly be capable to harm an aura user in the first place.

"You know... I have heard so much about the Silverheart family, the stories of them being valiant warriors who fought hard to protect this world..." Tom walked closer to Roger and wispered in his ears, "Roger Silverheart... People call you a coward but I know what you really are... Your cowardice isn't quaint, it's sly and aggressive. It's how that gutless body of yours has survived while so many others have perished. Welllll... Not today... No one dies today, not under my watch."