The 'Fleebag.'

The Dominators walked up to us in a proud stance, staring down at us as if we were under them, lesser than them. It wasn't the most ecstatic feeling when, you know, could beat their tiny arses to the ground.

Their appointed leader inhaled a chunk of air and started to use his vocal cords, once again just to provoke us.

"Here we go again." I mumbled, my friends snickered at my not-so discreet comment.

There is another reason why we are so hated within the school that I haven't really mentioned just yet. (I wanted a good-ish first impression, okay? ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌)

Our group is known for being complete Tyrannical Assholes... But don't blame us, okay?!! We just don't want to be hurt anymore, even if it means hurting others...

The boy posed as the Dominators leader stood there with hot red blood running up his cheeks.

I sometimes wonder how it would look if it ran down outside his throat as he lay there skin tuning a nauseating bleach-colour as the crimson blood cells pooled onto the cooling marbled floor. But that was besides the problem.

The boy regained the paler colour to his face and glared at me specifically. Well, I was the one who spoke for the lot of us the most.

"You. Eter. Rats. You better not try to overtake us this time on the final test... Or..." He stuttered, trying to think of something to irritate us. "...We'll start targeting the newlings."

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All of our jaws dropped at that exact moment.

I knew this Fucker was a bit extra petty recently and may have a few screws lose, but I didn't think it was this. Fucking. Bad.

Aidan stood up in a blind fury, staring down at the foolish boy who dared make that ferocious scorch beast awaken.

Aidan was taller than most kids our age due to being a gigantic muscle head. Making him much more intimidating to people who didn't know he was just a massive tsundere inside.

But right now? He was no tsundere. Just pure anger.

"What the actual fuck did you just vocalise right this second? You flee infested little cunt."

He was calm, too calm, in his voice, I mean.

The kid must've grown up with sailors, though me and Mara actually bet on it.

I sat firmly in my seat; it's not my turn to deal with the group's crossfire today; it's Mara's.

The bloodthirst within the vicinity was so thick that not even a knife could cut through it; it wasn't even likely that a missile could.

Not that it wasn't also coming from me.

The Newlings referred to the younger groups, as in everyone, 5 or under. Most people don't come in as babies as they have to be kidnapped first, and usually a lot of surveillance is put on young children, so they don't accidently commit suicide with their own untrained abilities.

The Dominators basically just said that they will brutally kill children below 5. And that, in no way would just leisurely pass by Aidan.

Never in a thousand years.

We all remember why, and we all want to forget.

The smaller boy shivered under the taller one,

which did not suit their group codename one bit, though it never did; it would suit them better if it was the colonisers.

"Fleebag, you better run before I disintegrate your feline ass into ashes. YA' HEAR?!" Aidan was seeing red, and we were not going to snap him out of it. That rat deserves whatever the fuck was about to happen to him.

The Dominators leader, has a small mane running on the side of his jaw and head, lion ears on the upper sides of his head showing no signs of human ones, with hair covering that empty space, and a short lion tail with a small piece of fluff stuck to ends of it. Showing full features of a lion. A feature-based ability, I'm guessing as if it wasn't already obvious.

He bolted himself into a full speed sprint to the other side of the classroom. For a guy who is constantly trying to mess with us 24/7, he sure is a coward the second we stand up.

Unfortunately for him, he wasn't born with cheetah blood, and Aidan grabbed him by the collar, yanking him backwards toward him, choking him severely in the process.

"Not fast enough, fleebag." He clocked him in the face, giving the boy a broken nose with scarlet liquid trickling down his face.

You could already begin to see the magenta bruising on his neck from the impact of him being quite literally yanked at full force by Aidan.

That little nightlight began to heat the room with his ability, making it feel like we suddenly just arrived in the Egyptian deserts with no suncream.

But we still didn't stop him. Aidan thirsts for some sort of revenge that could not ever possibly be quenched with a simple forgive and forget.

He pinned the boy to the ground and continued to beat the shit out of him, that face sure will need plastic surgery. In so many ways, even with no beating.

The battered kid continued to screech out in temendous pain, blood that he swallowed drowned the shouts out sounding like some type of violent gurgling of a person being eaten by a Kraken with gallons of sea water unconsentedly travelling down their lungs constantly. It's not exactly pleasant to listen to when you want peace and quiet.

Aidan soon calmed down and realised what he had done, unlike regular people. He didn't start going into shock or have some stupid main-character monolouge such as 'Oh god, what have I done???? How could I do this?!!???' He just stood up from kneeling over the boy that no longer looked like a humanoid creature and sat back down in his seat, continuing his earlier conversation with Mara, mostly showing off his ability to her.

"What a pathetic little kitten, all that big talk about being superior yet this is all you can sum yourself up to? Pathetic indeed." Cain side eyed the mess of a lion shape-shifter and went back to staring out the window. Now smirking.

I cackled at his comment, wiping a tear from my eye. The witch-like cackle of mine echoed throughout the classroom while Mara giggled cutely as if a full on assult didn't .just happen. The rest of the Dominators, with now a presumed dead leader, shivered; the cackle and giggle was cold, cruel, uncaring. Not suiting young girls barely in their teens.

They shuffled awkwardly to their seats, not bothering to even check if their supposed leader was even alive. Why couldn't we do this before? Why are they only now so easy to crush?

Because none of us were bothered till now, as the leader from before ended up much, much worse than that from what she did to those kids.