ShadowFangs and Saints

Merlin was sitting in a meditative state, his awareness spanning about 60 feet away from him. He was in some sort of contact with a being cloaked in shadow, and had a wolf shaped head. The being knelt down, his claws slowly emerging from the shadow cloak and rubbing Merlin's cheek. He smiled, then gave him a gentle kiss on his left eye where his hex was. He then whispered in his ear. "Find Bunga." and then vanished leaving no trace of himself to be found. Merlin woke up to see Morgan in front of him waiting for him to wake up. "Morning Cinderella. How was the nap? Any pretty boys got you wanting to stroke one out?" she joked. Merlin just rolled his eyes and pushed her away from his face so he could get up. "Now, how's about a victory dance to get outta here?" Morgan suggested, and everyone just started dancing to gather energy. Merlin was dancing in a sort of sexual ballet, moving every part of his body like it was all a collection of aquatic tentacles. G was breakdancing, using stomps and rough movements with his own rhythm. Rikusa and Shikom were belly dancing, using spinning motions like they were a rising air current gathering momentum. Morgan was using combative movements as dancing moves. All of them then gathered together and pointed to the sky to release a superheated blast of energy into the air, shattering the dimension and returning them to the real world.

Cthuga clapped his hands, returned to his humanoid body, and was smiling widely. "Congrats on completing the trials. Your parents came over just a few minutes earlier." he said, pointing to them all. Merlin's face turned bright red, imaging his parents watching his sexual dancing, but realized they were already hugging him. "Oh son, you're growing so much. I can't wait for your ceremony tomorrow." his mother said. Merlin was confused by that statement. They haven't been in school that much, and they'd been growing based on energy intake, not age or anything. So what did his mother mean? Morgan noticed his confusion and pulled him over to explain. "Okay here's how things work. Essentially when we get to a certain level of power, we go to school and do a ceremony to choose where we essentially work. Like, I want to be one of the Saints, so I'll be working under a Saint in order to become one officially. We'll be living at school, taking cases, doing all that good stuff. It'll be great. Think of it like an early birthday present." she explained. Merlin suddenly realized he hadn't had a birthday yet, and that he was just aging. "I guess I still have to get used to this world. Least we can go home I suppose." Merlin said, but his mother showed him a picture of their new dorm room, and his pupils turned into four pointed stars out of excitement. He hugged his parents tightly, smiling widely, and got ready to run all the way to the school, but then he noticed a massive spike of energy heading their way. Everyone glanced as a figure darted past them with blinding speed, kicking up extreme winds as they flew. "What the hell...or who the hell was that?" G asked. Madam Fey wrote down quickly on her notepad that it was one of the Saints, specifically Saint Cyclops. No one knew who that was, so they all decided to go see them at the town square.

As they all flew on a large earth disk, they saw a massive blaze shaped into a bird. The energy being produced was way beyond what Spirons normally produced, and it was clear there was more being held back. Merlin saw Manson and Xiro in the crowd, watching the show. As the flames died down, the ground became engulfed in shadow. From the shadow, blood began to seep through, gathering together to form a shape, and from that shape an eye peered through it. A being came out, a beastman with white hair, some piercings on his ears, and a gothic outfit. The saint summoned a microphone from thin air, and began to speak. "Helloooooooooo Thelema!! I am the Cyclops Saint, Zemlima, and I am here today to offer positions to any young scholars willing to get with the big dogs! And over here is my bestie, Bungaroo. Aka, Ollie Bastion Abraxas!" the saint said with incredible enthusiasm. Everyone was stunned for a bit, but then began clapping. "Loud ass mofo ain't he, but you gotta admit it's infectious. But I already know where I'm goin'. Apostle training and raising my baby...if I have one." G nervously said, with everyone giggling at him. Merlin looked at Ollie, noticing that he was strangely looking into the crowd, like he was scanning for something. Suddenly, he noticed that he was up close to him, to the point their noses were touching. He didn't even realize he had been moved at all, and the closeness was making him blush, but he couldn't move a single inch. "Well well. Looks like we got a Merlin Child. Ain't that special. I'll be taking this one with me." Ollie said, smirking and showing off what seemed to be a vampiric fang. Merlin was unable to react as he suddenly felt like he was in danger, every instinct screamed that he was about to suffer a fatal wound to the neck and bleed out all over before anyone could save him. However, all that happened was him getting a gentle kiss on his neck. "Pal, you need to stop using blood magick on people like that, he looks like he's about to have a heart attack. Also, maybe ask before you end up randomly giving a dude a hickey." Zemlima said before seeing Morgan in the crowd. He smirked as he pointed to her, then gestured to come over to him. Morgan walked over, not sure of what to expect, but then suddenly felt like she was being attacked from behind. Instinctually, she jumped over a thin shot of fire, and then spun in midair in order to dodge another. She then took command over the flame to attack Zemlima, to which it didn't do anything to him. "You girl, have the instinct and the skill! Please join the Saints, you're perfect for it, and blessed by the void is a serious bonus." he said, getting on his knees in a hilarious manner. Morgan didn't know what to do so she just gave a nervous smile and a thumbs up. Merlin was astonished about what was happening, not sure if there was anything to say about the events that took place in the last few minutes.

The group ended up back at the school after an hour, and wondered what to do next. Merlin thought back to that being he saw, and wondered who it really was, but his train of thought was cut by seething headache. He gripped his head in pain, writhing on the floor as his eyes began to change colors rapidly, and he was unable to form a word. In his mind, he saw others that looked similar to him. Some were male, female, bestial, or demonic. Merlin didn't know any of them, so he talked to one of them. A young girl dressed in all blue, and had pink hair. "Oh, you're the current Merlin child yeah? Sorry for the painful entry, but we just wanted to let you know that, your power is very different from us. We were naturally born into this world, you weren't. And now you have the Kiss of Khaos." she said. Merlin had no clue what she meant, but before he said anything, he was woken up, in a bed and the pain was finally gone. Shikom was still chanting a healing spell, unknown that Merlin had woken up, so Merlin kissed him to make him stop. Shikom blushed redder than a tomato, and Merlin pulled from the kiss and smiled at him. "Thanks. I think I was pulled into some strange...ancestral plane thing." he explained what had happened. "Oh wow. You met the past Merlin Children. But the hell's this Kiss of Khaos thing? Never heard of that at all. Probably related to your crazy ass abilities." G said. Merlin wasn't entirely sure either, but he suddenly began to feel drowsy, so he fell asleep without going to eat dinner. As he dreamed, he saw Chyribdys again, and hugged him. "Hey buddy. Don't worry, I'm doing okay with Vespa. We're almost back to our full power in the spirit plane, so we're not far away. Be careful, the path you're going on leads to incredible dangers." he warned, but Merlin just smiled. "Don't worry Chyribdys, I'm sure I can handle it. You just get better, we got a rematch to have afterwards." he said before walking towards an exit. Chyribdys smiled, smoke leaking from his sharpened fangs like water, ready for the rematch to come.