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It is truly the most frightening image. There is no up or down, left or right, bottom or top. Time and matter do not exist in this cage of the unknown. The surrounding is a color that the human brain cannot even imagine, a color created without any light waves but with some other unheard force. The closest to a real color it could be described as resemblance-wise is blood red. The only sound perceivable is that of weak voices moaning weakly, as If heard through a radio with bad signal, and high pitched voices chanting "The end is here!" Just a second of this could drain your sanity and make you vomit, but the dream lasts less than a nanosecond. "The end of the world is near." Those are the last words heard, in a soft female voice, before everything fades to black and the dreamer awakens from his slumber.

"Geez! That dummy is oversleeping again! If he doesn't show up in the next 5 minutes I'm throwing a rock at his window!" The blonde beauty angrily talked to herself as she stood next to the gate entrance of the Mason residence. It had become a daily routine to walk together with her childhood friend Nero, who she met through her best friend a decade back. The cyan-eyed girl crossed her arms and waited a bit more. She was wearing her school uniform and a thick brown jacket over it, red gloves and a red scarf to keep from the cold. It was winter and snow had pilled up, no one could blame her.

Nero woke up, cold sweat running down his forehead, he was dressed in nothing but his boxers, but his sheets covered the lower body. He wiped his face, trying to wake up a bit, ~What an incredibly nightmarish dream?~, he thought to himself. His attention was slowly brought to his alarm clock, HE WAS GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL! Nero looked around his room quickly throwing his sheets off of him in a hurry to get dressed.

He grabbed his pants and pulled them up, and began to pull his polo over his, head, it was half-way on his torso, being halted on his skin as he tried to put it on. His hair was everywhere wild and crazy, but it usually was anyways, so that wasn't a problem. Nero rushed downstairs, with his backpack on his back, still zipping his pants up and belting them. His polo still hung on his skin, showing off his physique unintentionally. He slipped on his shoes and walked out, and opened up the gate.

It was when he opened the gate that he noticed Sylvietta, "Oh no! Crap, I'm sorry Sylvietta! I was just...I just...", he let out a sigh and fixed his shirt. "I just overslept again....", he lowered his head, clearly angry at himself for making his friend wait for so long.

Nu pouted and walked up to the boy with a pouty expression on her face. "Have you no shame to make a lady wait?" She was clearly irritated by his irresponsibility but she was slowly getting used to it. Nu sighed, letting out cold air, before pinching his right ear and pulling it to raise his head. "Well, its not like we can turn back time-" Her lip twitched at that point of the sentence for no reason "- so lets just go to school." She let go of his ear and began to walk forward lady-like with a smile. "Come on! If you don't hurry up I won't wait for you again."

The two had a long history. Back when they were toddlers Sylvie was very shy and Nero's sister was her only friend. But after meeting Nero himself the girl felt less awkward around boys, and eventually turned into the socially active beauty walking in front of him right now. Despite how close they were, Mason still knew nothing about her extraordinary powers...

Nero, nodded to himself, he didn't mean to sleep in, he was just a heavy sleeper, and his alarm clock wouldn't work for mysterious reasons, even though he kept replacing it. She pulled on his ear and he looked up at her, seeming to not really be fazed by the pain, she did this many times to him, plus Nero boxed for fun, he would much rather get his ear tugged on than to be punched in the side of the face.

He gave a small smirk when her lip twitched, he didn't know why, maybe she was just having muscle spasms, but it was funny to him, "Yeah, I wish I had a time machine....or maybe magic powers....", he shook his head, "Nah, the day I become a wizard would be the day the world ends...", he laughed to himself. Nero couldn't help but stare when she began walking forward, but it wasn't his fault he was a guy, he just did that! and staring never hurt, plus he knew that she probably didn't like him that way.

Nero quickly ran up beside her, holding on to his backpack as he walked forward, one strap was slung over his shoulder, and the other was rendered useless, he thought it felt more comfortable like this. Being a Mason, just like his dad, he wasn't good with people, usually being stubborn and aggressive, only the persistent, and innocent would be able to see his kindness. Nero was much more cheerful as a child though, he just became cold and serious as he got older, thinking about nothing but training and school. He didn't excel or fall behind in school, he always made high B's but could never really care to push himself any further to make better grades.

Unlike most people, he was called by both his first and last name, the Mason bloodline was well known, even though they weren't that rich, although they did have a pretty nice house. His father died in the war, but he knew for a fact that he didn't die without a fight, he always looked up to his father, he was a very caring father.

Nero looked over to Sylvietta and smiled, "Hey...So you did your homework right? Five worksheets for one day! It was just insane!", for some reason Nero was in all of her classes, and has been ever since they became friends, which was strange. Nero didn't have many friends, he looked too mean to approach, even when he had the famous, 'Blonde Beauty', as a friend, he didn't much like the smug bastards, all of them being preps or jocks, ugh he couldn't stand them. He had Sylvietta though, and that's pretty much all he needed, aside from a few people at boxing practice.

Sylvie listened to his comments about wizardly and time travel and just kept walking with a deep frown on her face while he couldn't see it. When he ran up to her she simply smiled in a friendly manner and continued the conversation. "Five worksheets are definitely tons of work but If you add minor details to the topic you can finish it up much faster." Sylvie on the other hand was a perfectionist when it came to school. She wasn't the type to stay for extra classes or go to the library to study. Science, literature and history were hobbies of her and she learned more and more on a daily basis, thus earning strong A's in all classes.

The surname Nu is definitely a rare sight. It is said to date back to ancient times, there are references of it in mythology and samurai clans carrying that name, though the origin is uncertain. All of that didn't matter for Sylvietta though. If her name had no pride, then she would make some on her own. The girl dreamed big - she was talented in a lot of things such as piano playing, swimming and mathematics, but her current goal was much different...

"Our first class is PE, right? That jerk teacher will probably make us run on the field in this freezing weather..." She sighed once more as they neared the school entrance. They had less than 10 minutes to go in, change uniforms and get inside the gym with their class.

Nero looked at her boringly, "Oh yeah...of course not...", he said readjusting his backpack, and giving a little yawn. "You'd think with all of this sleep I wouldn't feel tired, my mom says that I might be growing even more! That's just crazy...", he stated, but his family did have some huge and strong people in it. He usually never studied, paying attention in class gave him enough to make well enough grades, a ninety would be seen here or there, but he knew that miss no it all would freak if she made anything below a one-hundred. Anything that interested him would be read, in the case of books at least, but that really came down to nothing.

Masons were known as very strong people, dating back to the old English, maybe even Anglo-Saxons. They were renowned for being great warriors and even leaders, being able to push through the hardest of consequences no matter what, but their most innate trait....was luck. Nero probably had more luck in a strand of hair on his head, than most people had in their entire body. He had been in three car accidents, all of which he had crawled out of, and fallen off of the high-school roof, and landed in a dumpster.

Nero nodded to her when she said that they had PE, "Yeah!", he was really excited, he loved running, and he loved the cold weather, it was probably why he never wore a coat. He looked over to Sylvietta and said, "Oh...I mean...Yeah...Sorry Sylvs...", he called her 'Sylvs' as a nickname, he thought it sounded pretty good to him. The coach practically thought Nero was the best student ever, he had record times on all of the events at school, that seemed near inhuman, almost Olympic champion. Mr. Mason trained for HOURS, making himself a physical perfectionist. He slid by most things in life, but when he set his eyes on a goal, he went for it, if he wanted to he could build a kingdom in a week.

Sylvie paused, staring at Nero with a look of disgust as he cheerfully reacted to her statement. She placed her palm on her forehead and sighed for a third of fourth time already. "You would be so annoying If you weren't such a lovable idiot..." The girl smiled at him before walking inside the school. Keeping eye contact after saying something like that would be too embarrassing. In truth Nu was surrounded by all sorts of attractive high schoolers, rich men and even a few flirty girls, but for a long time she's already decided her partner. Its incredible how long she's kept quiet about her true feelings, and how she's never shown a sign of them.

As they walked through the long hallways leading to the gym, Sylvie turned to face Mason with a softer expression than usual. "Hey Nero..." Her head was slightly lowered, although keeping a smile. With a low, innocent tone she mumbled "Promise me to get better grades this year..." Her hand was grasping her other arm hard. This seemed like a serious request, but she explained nothing behind it. She simply raised her head and smiled wider "Please~?" followed with a cute giggle before running off to the girl's locker room to change into her proper attire.

He knew that she would react with a disgusted look when she heard his comment, it only made him stifle laughter, she was cute when she gave that look. "Eh! I'm not an Idiot...", he looked over himself, as he walked in with her, "Am I?", he mumbled to himself. Nero completely blocked out the loveable adjective, it was hard for him to see past emotions, probably why she could hide them so well from him. His anger would get the better of him when he saw her with other guys, rich guys, a few girls, URGH! It made him furious, but he didn't intervene, except maybe that one time when he accidentally, 'bumped' a guy down the stairs, he got away with it because the coach was watching, but he was brutally exercised the next day, even for his standards....or the military's.

He walked through the hall with his friend, smiling in anticipation of the coming run, if he was ready for anything it was exercise, but he was not prepared for what she was going to say next. She turned, cutely pivoting towards him and giving a very soft look to him, very soft look, he gulped loudly, "Uh...Yeah Sylvs?", he asked, ~What was she up to?~, he thought to himself. Nero gave her a confused look when she asked him to promise to make better grades this year. Followed by the most cutest smile and please that he had ever heard in his life, making him blush slightly. She giggled and ran off, leaving him speechless, but then he smiled and said, "Sure, I promise", and went off to the boy's locker room. When Nero made a promise, he kept it, especially if it was from Sylvietta, he would be changing his work-out schedule just to study now, all for just that promise, which was a lot for someone to make Nero do.

The locker room was crowded with boy's talking about what they were going to do after school, some how they hated PE, others were physical guys like himself. He slipped into his skin-tight shirt that he always wore when he was working out, mainly because it felt so natural to him, like he wasn't wearing a shirt, no other reason. Then he just put on some simple gym shorts that's leggings were slightly above his knee, then he proceded out into the gym, waiting for instructions.

Sylvietta quietly walked inside the locker room which was full of girls- Whoosh! She was instantly tackled by her friends and admirers! The room erupted into chaotic giggles and loud girly talk that could be heard from far away. "You don't need to cover up so much Mistress Sylvietta~" followed by comments such as "Have your breasts grown AGAIN Sylvie?" and surely the embarrassing "Today's lucky color is pink. Classic Nu~!" After that follows the soft voice of the blonde moaning as the girls undress and caress her all over.

"Geez, you guys. You do this all the time." She complained as she reached out for her locker and took out her white shirt and red bloomers. Sylvie slipped her slim legs into the bloomers and pulled them up, tightening around her buttocks. She put the shirt over her head and pulled it down. It seemed each time the uniform appeared tighter and tighter. The clothing perfectly showed off the texture of her curves - her thighs seemed bigger with the fabric sticking to them, her butt had a perfect spherical shape, her waist formed into a perfect hourglass figure like that of a model and her breasts, oh my god, her breasts.

~I wonder If Nero likes how I look with this uniform...~ She wondered while casting a weak spell, using one of her powers called biothermal control to warm up her body. Sylvie exited the locker room and walked inside the gym, only to give another look of disgust when she saw the grumpy male teacher in his 40's blow the whistle loudly and boss them around.

Nero did notice that all of the girls freaked out every-time she entered the locker room, he swore that he once heard them talking about her...body....yeah, he quickly left, to embarrassed to hear anything else about the interesting topic. Everyone treated her like a goddess in school, it didn't really faze Nero, although he would get angry when they would interrupt when he and Sylvs were having a chat.

Mason was the first one out of the locker-room, so he just began to do warm up stretches, while the coach started talking to him about wrestling, last nights football game, and how Nero should try out for a team, telling him that he could be the greatest, he would just reply, "Boxing coach...That's all I want...", he was pretty straight forward, he wanted to box and nothing else. Although the coach would disagree, boxing wasn't as popular as the other sports, but the other sports were just too...weak, and unexciting, Nero loved the taste of blood in his mouth. He smiled a bit, if anyone heard him say that he would probably be called a freak.

Nero immediately turned his attention to Sylvietta when she exited the locker, he thought to himself, ~It's like she get's bigger each day...~, he thought to himself looking over her features, again it was only natural for a young man to do that. Then again, Nero was getting larger each day himself, stronger, his muscles more defined, but he wasn't super bulky, he just had the perfectly sculpted agile and strong body, that he was quite proud of, but it was never enough for him. As for the 'Other' parts of his body, for some reason as he progressed in his growth, it did as well, which scared him deeply.

He immediately reacted to what the coach ordered them around to do as he spoke to him, always respecting his superiors. Nero didn't much mind being bossed around, if there was a legitament reason for it, probably why so many of his family were in the military.