School Assembly: The Beginning of the Semester [EVERYONE]

(15 minutes ago)

The breeze of the surrounding air flew past the dark cloaked figure's body, their footsteps quickly connected with the ground beneath them. The pitter patter sound of the black shoes connecting with the ground left a semi lasting print on the school's sidewalk, due to the soles of the their shoes being wet. The individual was obviously running from something, but what, and why were their shoes wet? The figure wore an all black cloak that covered the individual's entire body. A black hood was attached as well that provided concealment to the individual's true identity. As the individual quickly headed towards the school the sound of electric attacks thundered behind them. Quick flashes could be seen illuminating the sky above the pond behind them as well with each attack. Showing no emotion on the exposed lower part of the individual's face, they continued to run at an impressive rate of speed to the school doors.

With a careful hand, the individual slowly opened up the large door to the school. With a tactful look, the cloaked individual saw that the hallway they were now in was completely dead, with no one in sight.

"Perfect, right on time." The individual thought to themselves as a smirk formed with their lips.

Slipping into the school quickly, the individual looked to their right as they saw a trash bin right next to them. Taking one last look around, the cloaked individual took note that no one was in the hallway and all the classroom doors down the hall seemed to be shut.

Reaching up with one hand, the individual pulled down the black hood that rested around their head. Not wasting anytime and moving quickly, the individual then proceeded to take off the rest of the long dark cloak that covered their entire body. Wadding it all up into a ball, the mysterious person then opened up the garbage can with one hand as they threw away the black cloak. Brushing their hands off, the mysterious person then proceeded to act normally down the deserted hall way, as their shoes made an annoying squeak sound due to still being wet on their bottoms.

Turning the corner, the individual then proceeded to walk down another abandoned hallway as they read a sign above a doorway that said: "Principal's Office". Stopping in front of the office, the individual paused for a second as their hand rested on the door knob. Once they heard no one inside, they began to turn the door handle gingerly, making sure to be as quiet as possible. With the door halfway open, the mysterious individual then carefully entered the dark room. It looked as if everyone was at the school assembly that was about to start shortly. Not to mention that little diversion at the pond the mysterious individual just made, they knew they had to still act fast in this room.

Choosing not to turn on the light to the office, the individual quickly reached into their pants pocket and pulled out their cell phone. Using the light from the cell phone, the individual proceeded to look around the room quickly. As the light hit the drawer that was labeled "Student Files", they ceased their search as they proceeded to advance towards the drawer.

Opening it up halfway, the individual noticed it was all labeled and organized neatly by region the student's came from that were enrolled here. Pulling record after record, one by one the mysterious person began to read the files of certain students, as if they were looking for ones in particular. But why only certain ones? After several minutes of looking through student files and making mental notes, the individual then closed the drawer and headed for the door.

Carefully opening the door, they returned to the abandoned hallway, where they then shut the door to the principal's office. Looking around, the individual still did not see anyone around. With a quick turn the individual then headed down the hallway of which they came from...

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(Present Time)

The grass on the school grounds seemed to be lush and fresh as the gentle air blew through the blades gently, making them wave in the wind. Walking down the sidewalk outside the school, Jack had his hands in his jacket pockets as he was nearing the gymnasium. Off in the distance he heard what sounded like Pokemon doing battle. As he rounded the corner he saw two individual's who looked as if they just started their battle. Ignoring the battle events, Jack continued his pace as he got closer towards the gym where the assembly was taking place.

Walking up the concrete steps that lead to the door, Jack paused for a second as he grabbed a hold of the door handle. From there, his blue eyes moved from the ground to the sky just above the school's pond. Staring at the sky above, it was clear there was some sort of electric pokemon doing battle there.

"..." Jack gazed upon the scene intently as he then opened up the door to enter the school.

Walking down the hallway, he could see the entrance to the gymnasium on his right, it looked as if it did not start yet, so he did not miss anything. Making his way to the door he stopped short as he looked down at the floor. A scowl formed on his face as if he did not like what he saw. Looking left and right, he noticed that all the teachers and few students around him were to busy having conversations with one another to really notice him.

Shaking his head in annoyance, Jack then proceeded to open up the door to the gymnasium...

As he entered the gymnasium he noticed there were old wooden bleachers on each side. It was clear that if he would have arrived earlier, a seat would be available for him. But from the looks of it, it seemed as if all the spots in the bleachers were taken or about to be taken.

"Tch." Jack noised as he then turned and headed towards his left.

Straight ahead of him was an unlocked part of the bleachers that seemed to come out of the wall like the other ones that were being used. Approaching the bleachers, the young man then bent down as he reached his hand underneath the bottom of the rails. As he began to tinker around with the lock is was unknown what exactly he was doing. Then with a sudden *click* Jack smirked.

Stepping back a safe distance, Jack watched as the wooden bleacher began to unravel themselves providing more room for students to sit in. Walking up the wooden bleachers, Jack took a seat in the middle of the bleachers. He was all by himself now, and quite frankly, that did not bother him one bit.

As he sat there, he paid no attention to the other students as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, as it had just notified him he got a new text message.

Opening up the text message it read...

UNKNOWN: "Was it a success?"

Jack then looked up as he began to gaze upon the other students in the gymnasium. He noticed the young girl with the peanut butter pokemon, as well as the two good looking girls that sat next to each other. He also took notice to the ugly kid who was bullying the other kid with glasses, as if he was trying to impress the female that was near them. He even noticed the purple girl with glasses and a guy who liked traditional Japanese customs. Jack noticed a few others as well that seemed to stand out.

Looking down at his red cellphone, he then began to engage the buttons on his device as they formed the following words before he sent them....

JACK: "Yes. There were two outside battling when I walked in. But everyone is here, as well as their files. The diversion at the pond seemed to work out perfectly. Just like you said it would."




 

The smoker had contemplated the notion of finding a place to sit and settling in for the long haul. However, as he stood with his back to the closed door he had just entered through and looked at the Gymnasium around him, he wanted little to do with it.

He had of course seen the two familiar-faced girls, Dawn and Jen. His eyes had roamed the bleachers and noted all the little cliques that had apparently formed, as well as the outcasts who chose to distance themselves from the rest like they were too cool. Rae yawned and strafed slightly to the right, before planting his back up against the wall beside the door.

He noticed one individual whom he had seen before, with distinctive white hair. The boy was sitting alone, in his own section of the bleachers that none had perhaps dared to occupy. Rae recalled the time he had met the boy down at the Shupert City Police Station. Inhaling deeply, the pierced trainer slowly turned his focus toward the vice principal.

Rae had met the man once, unofficially and very briefly in the office. It had been enough to allow for recognition now, when his eyes landed upon him. He wondered why nothing had even begun yet. Surely the man could've stepped up to the microphone and started talking about something... anything. Instead, it looked like a mad house. The students and several odd-looking creatures had been allowed free reign over the gym and Rae saw no true authority in sight. Perhaps once Principal Sash arrived, there would be order, but Turner appeared incapable of demanding any respect.

Torn between wanting to head right back out the door and venture back to his dorm room, and enduring whatever this nonsense was; Rae shifted his weight from one foot to the other. If Sash made her appearance very soon, then he wouldn't mind hearing what she had to say. However, if things continued on as they were for much longer, the skater would lose his patience and leave.

He had been under some false impression up until now, that Cherilli Academy was some great place of learning and potential. But with what he had witnessed first-hand, thus far, he saw none of that. It was disorganized and lacked any real structure. The faculty seemed to have bitten off more than they knew how to chew and looked like novice circus clowns trying to juggle too many students at once, without even having learned how to ride the unicycle properly yet.

Rae rolled his eyes and exhaled sharply through his nose. What a joke...