The Beatdown (Terrance/specs)

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim stepped out into the courtyard of the school, his arm was a bit sore from a previous fight, but overall he felt pretty good. He hadn't really been taking much time at the school, but what he needed to do more than anything was find Solaris. So he was just walking around the school grounds, people looking at him strangely as they passed, his right arm bandaged up as he walked to an empty spot in the front of the school.

Where the hell is that guy when you need him, seriously it's as if he just pops up randomly to smack you on the back of the head, and then he isn't even there! What the hell.....

"Matrim, I challenge you to-"

Matrim looked at the kid, and nearly laughed, the little freshman stood no higher than 5'4". He simply laughed at the kid, and the kid had a look on his face that seemed slightly determined. Matrim sat down, "Sit with me...."

"Uhm... oh...kay?" The kid said and sat down.

"Look, why do you want to be the School Captain?"

"Because.... Uhm...."

"You'd have to decide how to work the school, coordinate the Pillars to make sure the sports teams, student body, and media was going as planned..."

"But the school captain is the strongest--"

"And then say goodbye to any social life because to be quite frank I have a kid at home I'd rather be with. I mean, I never get to see him...."

"You.... you have a kid?"

"And not to mention people always try to kill your girlfriend...."

"Oh... oh God...."

"And then people set the lawn on fire.... and school buildings blow up.... you have to decide whether to help or attack the school board...."

"I uhh... never realized....."

"You know what, if you want it, it's yours kid. Just say the word."

"I... I change my mind...." The kid said and ran off. As soon as he was gone Matrim stood up and dusted off his legs.

"That was a lot easier than beating him up....."

[Terrance Stanford]

I walked into the courtyard, filthy. I took a look around, practically spinning in circles I fell to the ground. My eyes spun round and round in my sockets, making me quite sick. I was a lil' dizzy, but I was looking around all the same. Then the most interesting thing fell upon my pure dizzy lil ears. There was a gentlemen sitting on a bench, he wasn't very well dressed... but he had said he was the School Captain. My curiosity peaked and my dizziness ceased.

I stood up, wiping the nasty peasant germs from my clothing. I took a few to gain my composure, which was much needed considering I had just been lying on the ground of a filthy public school.

"So you are the School Captain, peasant?" I made sure to put emphasis on the word I addressed him as. Children of lower class never liked to be put down, but never the less it was my job to find out just who ran this place, and aggravation tactics were my key to information. People usually spilled juicy details when they were in a fit of rage, so why not piss off the commoner?

"So.... ARE you?"

[Adrian]

Now there's a word I haven't heard in a long time...

Adrian had meandered his way into the courtyard, watching the lack of brawl between Matrim and the nerd with general distinterest. It wasn't until he heard someone calling someone else a 'peasant' that Adrian's ears perked up expectantly. A simple, condescending smirk caught his lips, as he heard someone attempting to be snide and look down their nose at someone else.

Please, friend, you're making us look bad. You've gotta use a bit more snark in your words, you're being much too kind.

It was like stepping back into that comfortable place for Adrian. It had been a good long while since he had bothered to, or even really needed to, 'put on his rich boy face' so to speak and act the way this one was acting. Even so, it was just like riding a bike. Adrian knew all the tricks, the stances, the words, just the right things to get your average commoner outraged at the way he was being treated.

Which is why he knew that this one wouldn't succeed. If Adrian hadn't managed to get a rise out of these students, then this rich kid didn't have a chance.

Adrian moved his way forward, still keeping out of the scene, but close enough in so that he could make out who was doing the leering. However, upon seeing the student, or rather, the clothes he wore, Adrian's eyebrow shot up in interest.

That uniform.... Masters Fucking Academy. What are they doing here?

You didn't get to be the cream of the elite, rich crop without knowing your way around private schools, and Masters Academy was one of the foremost. Adrian even spent a short stint there, actually, one of his last private schools attended before his troublemaking nature blacklisted him from almost every private academy in California.

Adrian took a seat in a distant park bench, looking to be simply biding his time, but secretly keeping an eye and ear on the situation.

What would someone like you be doing in a dump like this... certainly not looking for enrollment, not with your bank account...

[Matrim Gallagher]

"So you are the School Captain, peasant?" And with that Matrim was already laughing, he could take this kid seriously. First of all his outfit was fucking ridiculous, second of all he didn't seem serious whatsoever. It was like those rap stars who overemphasize a word. "So.... ARE you?"

Matrim looked around the area, trying to decide whether this kid was serious or not. And he simply looked up and said, "Yeah I'm the School Captain you little pansy. What's with the spaz attack, are you gonna challenge me to a fight too or are you just here to piss me off?" He asked as he stood up, and wanted to crack his knuckles but knew that his arm still was sore and it was completely unnecessary.

Great, just what I need, some weak weirdo wearing a really strange outfit....

"And I wouldn't go around calling someone like me a peasant. I don't look like it but I ain't broke. In fact I'd say I'm pretty set for life on my own thank you very much." Matrim added, though he didn't have a ton of money, he never had to worry about it. Not with the way he had been saving and keeping a track of his royalties. It just kept coming in over time, each time any of the songs he owned were used, he got cash, simple as that. And thanks to Luke, Noel, and Liam he had ownership over plenty of songs.

[Louis Pepperdine]

Well... this should be entertaining.

I watched this all happen from the edge of the courtyard. Terrance was one of the most short-tempered people I had known in my life, and to be THIS much out of his element must be fueling the fire. I hadn't expected him to challenge the Captain this early in the infiltration... but if anyone had the ability, it was Terrance.

By just looking at him, Terrance would appear to be a weaking... incapable of doing anything on his own, let alone combat... But I knew, and Grace knew, and Chance knew, that Terrance was not to be fooled around with.

With a piece of butterscotch candy in my mouth, I would watch the events unfold, a small smile on my lips. I would not interfere in this fight... This was between the two of them. I did not question the winner or loser of the fight... The only question I wondered was "How many minutes will this fight take."

The Captain didn't stand a chance.

[Solaris Awren]

He had heard something.

That Matrim was looking for him, about something involving a divine being or whatnot. Granted the meaning of such was extremely broad, but then again, it did narrow the situation down. To religion. The only winning move was not to ask what they had meant by divine being, and instead, go to the source of where it had been heard. That's right, his third-brother, in two different ways, Matrim Gallagher.

Now, instead of cheating and using some kind of CIA satellite to find the boy, he instead opted for the simpler route. Walking. The feeling was odd, but hell, then again, the sun was all nice and such. And still he was dressed just the same as always. White undershirt, casual black dress shirt, slacks and shoes. And an awesome red and black hat. Nothing could top the hat.

Not even Lunari.

Take that Archmage.

And finally, just finally, he found Matrim. And Solly? Well, he found himself standing to his complete opposite. In color that is. Huh. This was weird.

"Hey Matrim, you needed me for...some...?"

Huh.

Looks like he was being challenged to another fight. Lovely, just about par for the course no doubt. But hey, better not to interfere right?

[Terrance Stanford]

"Yeah I'm the School Captain you little pansy. What's with the spaz attack, are you gonna challenge me to a fight too or are you just here to piss me off?"

I only stood there, smiling. It appeared I had found the School Captain, and long before anyone else too. Go me. I win.

"And I wouldn't go around calling someone like me a peasant. I don't look like it but I ain't broke. In fact I'd say I'm pretty set for life on my own thank you very much."

Bleh, peasant talk. It was like nails on a chalkboard to me. The whole, 'Oh yeah, I'll show you' attitude never sat well with me. It always made me lose my concentration, naw mean!?!? I did my best to remain calm, but that really wasn't my thing either.

"Look peasant, you are what you are. You need not explain your lack of wealth to me. I'm just glad I found you before the others did. Now you are my toy." I began to giggle as I finished, making the word toy actually sound like "tooooyeeee". I looked around, scanning the area. It seemed we had some villagers gathering to watch the slaughter. Yes! Come lil' moths! Dance to my flame, and become lost in my fire. I absolutely adored spectators, they could be useful.

"Whoooooooo! So what do you say Captain!?!? A DANCE?" I smiled as I liked my teeth. There was something that set me apart from the others... I didn't care if I got dirty. Well, not as much as they did anyway. *Puts on hand sanitizer*

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Look peasant, you are what you are. You need not explain your lack of wealth to me. I'm just glad I found you before the others did. Now you are my toy." The guy said, and giggled a bit. Matrim was getting sick of this psycho, and quite frankly he was just going to be done with him as quickly as he could throw a fist into the guys face, "Whoooooooo! So what do you say Captain!?!? A DANCE?"

"Sure," Matrim said, his fists gripping tightly as he stared at the kid, "Why don't I take the lead?"

Matrim would jump forward at the kid, aiming to pull back his right fist and then slam it straight into the kids fist as he charged forward, putting all his weight and momentum into the punch so that it would be more like a one hit K.O. if it hit, he was aiming to be done with this kid. The sooner the better, one shot and he's down end of story. Get in, get out, and walk away. Of course, Matrim forgot he was using the arm which had a slight break in it, so this was going to hurt a bit.

[Terrance Stanford]

So this was how 42's Captain fought, reckless. I LOVE IT! Come and dance into my trap young man and we shall have a gay ol' time. I looked him up and down... He was much stronger than I had expected... How unfortunate. With so many tools to use against him, how could he hope to win?

My arms began to enlarge, my legs trembled, and my face could only follow suit with a large smile that would only trademark my kind of insanity. My body began to warp, and flex, a loud popping in my bones and joints could be heard by all, echoing from my core.

Watch on children, I am what you fear most. I am what you cannot hope to overcome, the Keeper of the gate to random thought, the Bridge to the Unknown, the Fear of Reality, the Harbinger of Insanity made whole. Revel in my omnipotence, follow me and usher in the true chaos that stability and understanding could not hope to fathom.

Matrim's fist came straight at my face, and it was welcomed. I only had one response to such an attack. I dropped my head slightly, turning his grand charging attack into a glancing blow. As the fist traveled across my face, I dragged my tongue along Matrim's arm. I could taste his salty arrogance, it was not unlike my own. However, I knew what I was dealing with here, and this guy had no idea. The blow was enough to force me to take a few major steps back to the left, away from Matrim. I could feel the pain, and allowed it to fester, hell I embraced it.

"MMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm" I licked my lips, "I can taste your arrogance... It's as sweet as my own! DO! IT! AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" At this point, both of my hands were at my sides, open and trembling. I needed him... to do that again.

[Hiyami]

Hiyami had been looking for a book at the library when she'd left the apartment, but upon leaving the library, she nearly walked into a fight. It was, it seemed, freshly begun. It was already drawing a bit of a crowd.

She narrowed her eyes as she realized who was there. There were several of those outsiders - one of whom was fighting with... Matrim?! Hiyami was shocked. She'd suspected something like this was going to happen, but she hadn't expected it so soon. Typically, an infiltrate and destroy plan involved careful observation and analysis. Not some spontaneous beat down.

Hiyami frowned as she went over the details in her head. Could she be wrong? Was it not some sort of plan to destroy the school? At last, she decided that she was not, in fact, wrong. A group of students from an obviously higher class school coming to a public high school was just odd. One at a time was weird. A group? Suspicious. Then there was the fact that none of them seemed to like the school or the people attending - they couldn't stop insulting and insinuating. There was no way they were there for volunteer work, and she doubted the rich bitch crew had any interest in the commoners' life. Sure, they could be being forced to do this - but who would do it? And why? And on top of that, a little money talks, but a lot sings and dances. Their clothing, behavior, and actions all told her that they weren't there because they were being forced. They had money - an easy way out.

But their actions... They were up to something, and with her information network of gossip and whatnot, it wasn't too hard to narrow down the options - they were intent on taking over the school. But considering that they had come from another school... Why would they take over a new one? And besides that, some digging had gotten her pay dirt - they were already pillars at Masters. They had no need to be at Moral Crest... But they were.

They stank, and they stank a lot. After all, in order to get them to come here - because the rich and elite were the best, and to get the best, you needed connections - someone had some very, very good connections, and almost certainly the funding for it.

Hiyami was distracted from her thoughts by the outsider that was fighting Matrim. His words....

Both creeped her out and made her want to dig up her yaoi manga in order to make comparisons.