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Hollow Ichigo
Wolx blinked a few times, and shook his head, shaking off the daze that clouded his mind. He looked down at Valkyrie, and kneeled to her side. His voice as calm as it had been when they first meet. "Why are you crying? Valkyrie? Have I done something wrong?" Wolx had the most puzzled look on his face as he wrapped both hands around her, and held her close. he could even feel her breath on his neck as he softly rubbed the back of her head.
'The young boy only nodded, and took her hand once again. Instantly they were once again surrounded by the light. Then a familiar voice once again spoke out to them. Addressing them bot directly this time. "Well then now. The first day of school. How fun it must have been to meet new friends, and have fun being brothers in a school where you really DON'T belong." Claux silently sighed before closing his eyes. His body once again tensed as the scene played out before them
The light faded, and both were standing inside of a nice school. Almost like a college. It was beautiful, and all the children wore the same type of cloths. The uniform was casual, and professional, however the attitudes of some of the children were at the very least not that. "Come on Loser get up. You this smart little brainic fight for yourself." An eight year old was standing over a fritened child. his arms were covering his head as the older boy continued to beat, and kick him. That young boy was Claux. His silver hair swayed with each violent thrust of the boy's foot. Shortly after a well placed kick sent the young claux back into the lockers, and with it hthe back of his head was struck with a book. The young Claux slid to the ground passed out. His hair fell over his eyes, and in that moment a large humming sound was heard from down the hall. All the childrenturned to look but were blinded by a bright red light. The light covered the eight year old, and as it faded that boy was gone. Only his cloths lay on the floor before a dazed Claux who looked up to find his older brother stand 30 or so feet down the hallway with his smoking hand still up. His silver hair began to fall out revealing the natural brown. He exhaled as sweat poured from his forehead, and an to his brothers side. "Claux are you ok? Come on let's go" The older brother slowly picked his younger brother up to his feet, and walked up down the stairs, only a few feet from where the fight was, and away from the view of the older Claux that stepped up, and looked at the cloths of the eight year old. "The burden of being a young Shifter. Do you understand what happens when a telepathy child is struck in the back of his head?" The older Claux looked over at the young girl, ad with a depressed look asked his question.
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