♠The Goblet Filling Blood.♠

Somewhere beside the artificial lake, a slender white fox took a drink. A second later, a student with boyish features took the fox’s place. “Minwoo,” A pair of twins appeared from among the shadowed trees. “Youngmin, Kwangmin,” the boy nodded to them as he acknowledged the twins. A very pretty girl with dark hair and icy blue eyes strode towards them in her combat boots. “Ailee noona,” they eyed her with respect and admiration. “We are needed with the rest of them,” she said coldly without any expression on her face.

It was raining. Most of the students were soaked head to toe. 4 boys emerged from the black porch, and they stepped into the rain. 2 boys held their hands up and rainwater deflected upon touching them. The other 2 pushed at the air and rainwater didn’t even manage to touch the area of air they pushed. All 4 of them were dry, walking under the rain. A shrouded figure appeared. “Luhan, Baekhyun, Sehun and Chen,” it murmured under its breath, just soft enough for the 4 of them to hear.

Somewhere in a corner of the school, frost began to form on the glass surface and it cracked like a delicate spider web. “Chris,” a tall, elegant woman appeared behind the boy who was blowing on the window pane. “Suho,” she called to another who was staring silently outside at the rain. His presence was enough to freeze any person who was human around him to death.

Back in an abandoned classroom, 2 boys sat silently, looking into each other’s eyes. Both of their eyes were blood red. But no, they weren’t wearing contact lenses. The boy on the right winced and fought to hide his pain. His arm felt like it had been torn to a million pieces. The boy on the left smirked and narrowed his eyes. “Xiumin, D.O,” a little boy who looked 10 years of age appeared between them. Their eyes turned back into the usual midnight black.

On the highest peak of the school’s private mountain, a handsome-looking boy punched at the ground. It cracked and another boy appeared from beneath the opening of the crack. “Lay, Kai,” the same person who approached the 4 boys emerged from among the tall trees. They nodded and went with him.

She felt cold. It was raining, which means the dampening of her mood and ability. Fuming, sparks began to form at her delicate fingertips. She let the sparks spread through her whole body to warm herself up. “Keep it down, or you’ll burn yourself.” a boy called from opposite her. Sparks were too, emitting from his fingertips, only it was weaker than the girl’s. “Shut up, Chanyeol,” another boy who was crouched low under the chalkboard was concentrating on setting fire to a feather duster. An old man with wispy white hair walked into the room. “Hyuna, Chanyeol,” he tilted his head sideways. “And you, Tao.”

“Bust,” a blonde threw his playing cards down on the vintage table. “Blackjack,” another part-blonde said. The part-blonde had tinted highlights in his hair, pink, cherry and sky blue. The full blonde slapped a 10 thousand won note into the part-blonde’s hand. “What an entertainment, Baro and Gongchan, but unfortunately we are to assemble,” a girl with brown hair, carrying a pot of wilting daisies, came in. She maneuvered her hands around the daisy and it began growing, its color becoming deeper and darker. In 2 minutes, the plant was a fully-grown one.

In the school’s deserted assembly hall, a boy with the most perfect facial features appeared. He had maintained his invisibility well. “Myungsoo, I knew you would be here,” another boy walked in, sticking his tongue out. Bleh, busted. The one named Myungsoo rolled his eyes. “They are coming for us soon,” the other boy predicted.“Sungyeol, I followed your energy here,” a tall good-looking boy walked in. He clasped his hands together and a turquoise aura could be seen forming around it. It flowed back to Sungyeol and dissipated into thin air. “No wonder… Cut it out, Sungjong. Not funny.” Sungyeol glared at Sungjong.

Back in the school’s herb garden, a boy with dark brown hair waved his hands and 3 potted plants floated into the air, rearranging themselves to their respective labeled stands. “Hoya,” two boys stepped in and nodded to him. The potted plants immediately withered. “You killed my herbs, idiot.” Hoya sighed. “What do you want, Woohyun? And you, Dongwoo?”

“They want to see that look on your face, pabo. Woohyun killed the herbs’ mood.” Another boy with bright red hair and small eyes chuckled and joined them. “Sungkyu,” Hoya nodded to him.

3 seconds later, Hoya forgot that his plants withered. Dongwoo looked deep into Hoya’s eyes. Just one look was needed. BAM. It was gone. His memory of the herbs wilting was just. Gone.

“Minhyuk, a little help here?” A pale boy with dark hair gestured to a boy with soft eyes. Minhyuk walked towards the struggling rabbit and looked into its eyes, his eyes turning a bright vermillion. Obey. The rabbit stopped struggling. “Bon appétit, Sungjae,” he said calmly and watched as the boy named Sungjae bit into the rabbit’s neck.

“Bon appétit, gentlemen. But unfortunately we are to gather,” the tall elegant woman with scarlet lips entered the classroom.

“Spoiled my appetite.” Sungjae complained and put the rabbit, half-dead, down.

DEAR READERS,

♡You may take this small segment of the story as a prologue to this fanfic^^♡

Sincerely,

Teddy.