CH-41 Shonu
"You mean the students inside will be teleported to another unknown dimension? Or sanctuary?" Ben's scowl deepened as he fancied the numerous potential destinations to which the teleportation could send his students.
Those kinds of locales are anything but hunky-dory for continuing to breathe! Ben knew there existed mystical doodads or a handful of cultivators who had this mysterious ability.
It has various jobs. For example, this power could make a person inside take a detour into another realm, era, space, time, where only the intelligent had a shot at making it if they aced the guidelines.
Whoever flunked would catch a rawer deal than checking out.
They did dangle in that spot forevermore, without growing a day older or dead but alive longer in that place like a shadow in a gloomy chamber.
That's why these magical trinkets were outlawed by the government. And those who had this sort of power…
Those people usually met an annihilation of easy life; With a dead body, twenty lead bullets in head and chest.
"What or who is the source?" Ben quizzically queried the prof.
But before the bespectacled brain box could lay down some knowledge, a real showstopper showed up(Just akin to models). This guy was dressed to the nines in a tomato-red pantsuit combo that would make a traffic cone blush.
He was rocking a shirt and tie look too, but the tie was all casual-like, just hanging loose around his neck.
His face? A real dreamboat, I tell ya! Bright red eyes that could stop traffic, with short hairs(like military guy style) As for his stature, he towered over the mere mortals like a redwood among saplings.
This Adonis was donning a foxy mask straight outta Planet Furry!
"Yo Benmeister! Didn't I already give you the warning? You have two choices my friend - join our cool club, or say bye-bye to your little student munchkins!"
The voice was like a whole demon chorus was screaming at Ben from every direction. Dude sounded like he gargled with gravel and Ghost Peppers for breakfast!
"Who...who are you?!" The science teacher's jaw hit the floor while the other teachers were eyeing this weirdo like he just fell outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down.
Then this masked maverick flashed a cunning smile. "Listen up, you all chickens! Ants like you don't need to know my name. But your principal better get on board with us big dogs at Eclipse Shadow. We're taking over the world, worms!"
Ben gave the death sentence to him in his eyes so hard, they nearly became miniature black holes.
He had the upper hand... or so this naive fool presumed. "I could totally off you if I wanted, ya little piggie… Or torture you to detail me all the secrets."
"Oh, you think you're such a tough guy, don't you?" The masked weirdo, who had zero craps, shrugged. "Well, if you so much as ruffle a single hair on this gorgeous head, my master's gonna rain down a storm of bodies on this joint."
…" Ben's mouth hung more silent than a hippo's yawn as the gravity of the situation tonnage down on him.
Risking all those bright-eyed youngsters with their whole lives ahead of them?
Not on Ben's watch... or was it?
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Shonu, my main capri-sun!" A mysterious female figure clad in assassin's threads entered onto the scene, having a white full face-fox mask on the face.
She was Zeno, who flipped her mane of hair, which somehow perfectly coiffed despite the mask. She has been keeping tabs on this whole shebang through her spy security cams campus.
To make sure this party doesn't get too raging, if you know what I want to say.
"How deplorable! Invoking the name of my organization for your own nefarious goods. Is the DeadNova protocol so bereft of integrity that they cannot even lay claim to their own tarnished moniker?"
"A pathetic group of simpletons, soiled by the foulest of debaucheries. I want to vomit on it, because you all fucked by buggers, Gwaaahh!" Zeno spat venomously, her gaze boring into Ben.
Her next words carried a chilling calm, "... Rest assured, your students shall remain unharmed... so long as you resist assembling with DeadNova."
"Because, In the end, they, his people, hold no regard for precious life, be it yours or any others... By the way, a valiant soul is within these hallowed halls, one who shall rise to shield your charges from harm's path. That is all I can promise."
Ben and his fellow educators stood dumbfounded, uncertain of whom to trust as Zeno's figure vanished into the ether as mysteriously as she had arrived.
"Mother-Fucker, She dares to use a artifact to project her false image and deliver such an audacious message!"
Shonu's face flushed crimson as rage contorted his features. "If your vaunted Eclipse Shadows have so much power, then show yourselves openly instead of cowering in shadows!"
"..." The principal's gravelly murmured through the tension, "... So the rumors were true... The DeadNova protocol organization does indeed live."
With deft precision, Zeno had written her tapestry of doubt in air. With just some chosen dialogue, she put an insidious seed that perhaps a force greater than the Eclipse Shadows lurked behind this calamity.
Moreover, her barbed tongue had goaded Shonu into a wrathful slip, inadvertently hinting at his allegiance to a rival faction.
By decrypting Zeno's rhetoric, the principal deduced the existence of this clandestine 'DeadNova,' A journal that cast Shonu's loyalties into question.
Ben's eyes narrowed as he stared at the intruder. "Shonu? Is that what I should call you? As for your twisted offer… I refused it!"
Ben leaped on him, but his movement was halted by an azure barrier that sprang up around Shonu. The cloaked figure seemed to glide through the electric force field effortlessly.
"Tsk tsk. Too late, Ben stark. I'll slaughter every last student in this academy for your rejection!!"