Their class certainly was... lively.

It was barely even a week, and everything had derailed. Lust already had tried to hook up with the teacher for better grades, Geno threw a book at Ink for asking to borrow a pencil, and Geno laughed so hard he ended up falling out of his chair and had to go get a check up from the nurse immediately. What was even the point of keeping Geno at the academy if he had to go to the nurse for every wound? This was a school for training people to fight witches! Either treat him with respect, or just say his wound was too dangerous to have him train there!

That wasn't even the worst part of the school. Oh no, far from it. What really bothered Geno was that Death kid.

He was so annoying! The guy practically lived to torment Geno. Only one week, and Geno already wanted to take a chair and bash it over his head. What was that guy on? Maybe he overdosed on p*nis enlargement pills, as he liked to talk about them a lot.

The entire group only shared the single class together, and honestly Geno felt bad for the teacher. Whatever she was getting paid, it wasn't enough.

Thankfully, the group had migrated out of the classroom into the training field, all being prepared to start their additional training. Not only would their normal classes consist of their soul training, they would have to get extra lessons from their special class. Some of them didn't have a choice, like Ink and Error, who both had soul problems and had to have some special, monitored practice. Others were just bad in class, like Fell, who couldn't understand the material for the life of himself. And some were just disabled, like Geno, and probably Death.

Geno really didn't understand him. The guy disappeared randomly sometimes, it honestly freaked him out. And his constant nagging and bullying of others? It was pretty obvious the guy didn't know how to make friends, so he covered it by pretending he doesn't want any. That facade breaks easily when Geno notices how Death and Killer are rather close, Death choosing to be with his friend at any opportune moment. The guy was a loner, he just tried to cover it up.

"Since we've finished rules and protocols, along with introductions, we can move on with training. There's been a lot of witch activity lately, so the Grim Reaper has asked that we increase our difficulty. But, due to this being the extra class, I'll have to be sure to go over the rules again."

The teacher stood in front of them, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. The students all idled in front of her, all somewhat familiar with one another. Not close, sure, but they at least somewhat knew everyone's names. Except for Horror, Geno wasn't sure if the guy even knew what was going on.

As usual, Horror wasn't paying attention. The skeleton was focused on a single glass blade he had plucked from the ground, carefully twisting it within his fingers as he tried to tie it into a bow. Lust himself was bouncing on his feet, unable to stand still completely. Fell stood with a hunch, eyes bored as he waited for the training to actually start. The annoying one, Death, was playing with his pet skunk. Killer stood next to him, looking at the distance and not at the teacher. Dream stood a little in the back, eager to pay attention but seeming a little nervous. Blue was the opposite, standing confidently in the front. Dust stood next to him, a few pieces of grass sticking out of his teeth as he chewed quietly. Ink and Error were more separated, Error eyeing Ink like he was the plague itself and Ink looking like he wanted to die. Geno felt that.

Then, there was Sci.

And boy, was he creepy.

Geno had thought Horror fit that criteria at first. It made sense for Horror to be the creepy kid of the class. Large gaping hole in his skull, blood red eye lights, fanged grin, and a crazed obsession with killing. He honestly felt like he should have been the classic outcast of the group.

Nope. That was Sci.

The moment Sci had been introduced into the classroom on the second day, it had been chaos. He carried around medical supplies everywhere within his lab coat, and always tilted back his glasses while wearing that awfully creepy grin. All he talked about was dissecting people, and how he loved to experiment on things. Over the course of their periods, he had tried to drug their teacher three times so he could dissect his classmates. It didn't help that when he learned that Geno had killed a witch before, his eye lights practically sparkled with this murderous, scientific intent as he had carefully twisted his scalpel around between his fingers.

Terrifying. Absolutely terrifying.

"Are you guys ready for training?" The teacher asked, gathering around half of their attention.

She wasn't ready for the wildfire she would be about to unleash.

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IT'S ALIVE! YES!

Sorry guys, I've been sort of on a 'writing sprint' for my Creepypasta and Undertale crossover story, so I had put all of my time to writing that instead of this. Don't think it won't be continued, I do intend to finish this book! I've just gotten distracted.

Sorry for the long wait, but the next chapter is here! Sorry it's short, too, but I do plan to have the next chapter be filled with utter chaos.

And Nightmare and Cross won't be introduced for a little while, the two have special roles in this story.