Weirdest Smile

At B-104 of the bunker/apartment.

Sixteen hours have already past from the initial "terrorist attack"; even with his superhuman like sense of hearing, he could only vaguely hear the constant ranging of gun fires.

Because of how sharp his ears is, and even if he is below ground that was covered by at least two meters thick concrete, he can vaguely hear the agonizing cries of men, the blood curdling screams. They never stopped until it hit the six hours time and even though he tried sleeping just to forget or unheard those screams, he failed.

He ultimately heard those cries of desperation, despair and pain. All of them… he heard them even vague, he still heard them. Now it made his feeling a bit heavy, yet for some reason he's annoyed, very annoyed.

Yet there is a brewing suspicion on his mind right now. He definitely heard bone crunching sounds, someone shouting monster, and the inhuman screeches. Especially the screeches he heard, they were clear as the day. Those screeches sounded like it came out from the most recent sci-fi horror films. Those were definitely not terrorist noises, and Vince Anderson was very sure of that.

Though he will still keep his curious side and not ask a certain high powered position man in the school. He studied the whole layout of the school bunkers, they weren't just made to shield it's students from terrorist group attacks or wars. And base from the layout and blueprints he saw he already had an incline that this whole bunker can be an improvised military quarters or military training base.

Just the thick concrete and iron walls already told him something, and also some certain storage rooms, he can never find any layout on these storage rooms and they weren't included in the blueprints. But on one of the copied blueprints on the newly remodeled bunker, he certainly saw a cryptic message.

This cryptic message was very random and if not for the fact that he saw the same kind on one of his "leisure trips" on the continent that was plagued by never ending wars of different kind. This cryptic message that he read was about a certain bomb that doesn't explode by gun powder, but of a gas. A very hazardous gas that can spread at least a kilometer and anything that breaths that green gas slowly dies from heart failure.

This gas lasts for thirty minutes and within those thirty minutes, any living being within the one kilometer range would die within ten minutes after they inhaled the gas and no counter for this gas was currently found on the two markets. You can only watch the person who inhaled it slowly lose himself trying to desperately relieve off the pain.

The vessel that this hazardous gas canister was only a three foot tall, two foot big and two feet and five inches wide. This bomb can be put in any backpack and when the timer starts ticking only by typing in the code can this bomb be stopped. There is no other way aside from it, as any wiring that any bomb expert try to cut they just made the bomb timer go faster.

Vince stood up and just gave off an evil and full of malice smile to his roommate and then gloomily gravitate towards his bed, he unpacked all the belongings on his backpack.

There are notebooks, two pairs of black pens, a black metal box with a key hole on the front, a P.E uniform set, and a red long sleeves checkered polo. Then a white colored charger, a power bank that's 2000mah battery.

There was also a black metallic box, it was a twelve inches long, three inches tall, and five niches in width. A lock was on it, and it was made in an exquisite way even though there were no other patterns except the plain black metallic luster that it gave off.

Vince put most of his things on top of the bed, while he rummage through his back pack, while his roommate watch the whole time. She felt that she just entered the den of a sleeping tiger, she doesn't dare move an inch as she doesn't know if she can awake the sleeping tiger. This roommate of her is very hard to read or predict what he'll do because his eyes and facial expression doesn't change or even have any fluctuation of emotion.

She waited for him, for a while before finally gathering up her courage, gritting her teeth as she voiced out her question." Um…what are you trying to find?"

She saw him paused for a second before continuing his search. She just sighed in relief, but was immediately replaced with surprise. She thought he wouldn't reply but it was the opposite! He replied, albeit in the simplest and crudest way.

"Cellphone, not here…"

His roommate was speechless. She never thought that he was about to flip his whole back pack upside down, just for his cellphone. She then remembered something and immediately turned her head towards the table that's separates their beds.

Aside from the flower vase and some books, there lays a six inches long, three inches wide and eight centimeters tall black box. The black box was cased by a transparent colored casing. It was simple, and it was the cellphone of a certain teenager who has the unshakable reputation of being a tiger.

She pointed towards his phone while saying:" Isn't that it?"

Vince stopped what he was doing, he slowly turned his head and followed where her snow like finger is pointing. He raised both his eyebrows before going over the and getting his phone, nodding his head in appreciation.

He punched a nine number code to unlock it, and immediately went straight towards his games. He then took a white colored earphone, after punching it to the hole, he started to play without caring.

Vince gave her the most uncomfortable smile that any living creature can give. From his prospective she should be grateful for his smile, as he tried his hardest to do one and not many can see him do one. But from his roommate's prospective it's very disturbing and she can feel that he's angry at her.

Though it was quite the opposite as he was trying to give his thanks without trying to creep her out.

…

Meanwhile, at the temporary Dean's office.

The Dean's temporary office was spacious enough to fit at least sixteen people, the only things or furniture inside were a table and chair for the old dean to sit, two couches next to the table for the visitors to seat. A painting of his hanged on the wall and a large flower pot that has a plant in it. Three large steel cabinets and a wine rack.

The three devil kings and five saints were neatly standing on both sides facing each other. No one dare sit, even though the dean and his two cronies weren't still hear. Even the three devil kings who defied almost every rule dare not try showing that they have the guts to try being disobedient towards this old man.

Although the old dean looks like he's about to die at any second, many knew that this wasn't the case; he can still walk one kilometer without stopping for rest. In his young age, the dean was known as Bull, it is because he has the strength and stamina of a bull. That stamina of his younger self was still present to the older one, and by the looks of it, it will still be present even if he was at his last leg.

Robert, one of the five saints also known as the Saint of Love look at the three handsome young men with a smile." So… your… you know, head leader. The young teenager that knows how to talk yet doesn't want to is absent again. It's already the sixtieth time, Arlo does that kid have no respect against the dean?"

Arlo just sneered towards this tall blonde bastard, who acts all mighty and pure." We can't force that tiger to leave his mountain. Remember even the "five hunters" and their cronies could not finish that hibernating beast even when they used every petty and cheap tricks."

Robert's face contorted for a second before going back to the smiling one, but it didn't escape on the sharp eyes of the trio. They knew that for Robert being beaten in one hit, and toyed for thirty minutes is a very humiliating thing. It is already a taboo in the circle and it slowly became his fatal flaw without him noticing.

And as a certified great hoodlum, Arlo wouldn't let it pass. He was also one of the major reasons why Robert hated Vince to the very core. If not for the fact that Robert couldn't beat Vince in a one on one scenario, Robert would have already fought with Arlo by a hundred times.

Arlo also known as the Ten Combo master or king, have finally mastered the Bare-knuckle boxing after many setbacks. Now he created his own technique that was derived from four different martial arts that utilities the full potential of his fist, palms, and legs.

Arlo challenged the two devil kings, and five saints, he defeated them all within the span of five minutes or less. Especially the five saints, his passed down hatred towards them was actually the most out of the four, as he was one of the right hand man of one of the four devil kings even before he was highschool.

The era of the Magician. An era that can never be replaced by the next generations of four devil kings and five saints. The magician suppressed all of his peers; no one dare question his authority.

Arlo also tried getting his revenge on Vince, yet his even when he was on the state that he was on full concentration and he can predict the moves of his opponents just by any slight movement of his opponent. With just a simple left hook and a kick to the face, Vince defeated Arlo; again, for the third time, within the span of four years.

Annie, also known as the Meditator, snickered a bit before trying to go back into the state of calmness; an angered mad man was spewing steam in his nose upon remembering something.

Just as steam covers the whole ceiling, the door of the office was opened. Immediately the five saints and three devil kings bowed respectfully to three persons who went in.

One was an old gentleman with a amiable smile on his wrinkled face. He wasn't tall compared to the other two, yet his presence overpowered the other two by a notch. Though the kindness within that smile pervades and eliminates the anger that overwhelmed the whole room seconds ago.

He was the Current Dean of the school and one of the top two scholars within the whole Cloud. Karlo John.

On his left side was a handsome and serious looking middle-aged man wearing a formal attire. The middle-aged man's aura was just second to that of the dean. His clean cut hair cut made him more handsome and appealing to the eyes of the girls.

He was the Boy's Prefect of Discipline and Headmaster, Anthony Johnson.

On his right was a very curvaceous woman with rosy red lips and a little bit pale complexion. Though it just adds some charm on her beautiful face. Unlike the two males hers is much more amiable, though out of the three she has the most student scared than the other three.

She was the scariest headmaster out of the many headmasters, Amanda Wong.