Dim lights flickered as the long glass bulbs overhead showed signs of dying, every flicker of the bulbs cast dancing shadows on the walls. For a great while it would make the mind play tricks on you, till you were used to the dancing shadows. About every minute or so the light would dim, making the cafeteria of Bleu Bell high seem hauntingly still. The tables were folded and against the walls, all looking untouched in the shadows that covered them. Even the tiles that covered the floor held an eerie touch, their color of grey â€“ black â€“ white â€“ and slate, all made the floor look dusty and old. Mostly worn out in looks even if the floor was well cared for by the janitors, the floor shape itself was like a rather enormous plus sign with a circle at each intersect corner. Bars of shrubbery as decoration was laid out in a symmetrical way, making the room feel like a woodland arena. Only one stairwell lead up to the upper level, and that same stair well took you to the cafeteria balcony. Yet, currently only two occupied this massive room.<br/><br/>Jason Brant, the star student as well as the most notorious class ditcher, stood before the man he knew was friends to his brother. Diego, the stoner, tried to kidnap his best friend and as well was taking challenge by still being there. The air was swirling with cold and heat as Jason stood there, creating the powerful changes, the very ones that always came when he let out his true side. Looking to the male Jason looked in a glance behind him, "I know you are afraid of the dark but are you afraid of what it holds?" Diego blinked. What could he mean? That was when Jason closed his eyes, and the room pulsated, black vines shot out and flared up swaying, dancing, licking the air as they swirled around before latching on the floor as shadows, taking off like bolts of lightning in every direction. The air went frigid once again before Jason lifted a hand and flicked his wrist to come pointing at Diego, his eyes open and dark.<br/><br/>The air supper heated sending sparks and eruptions of light before everything went black as the ground shook with loud rumbling and crashing, â€œYou are afraid, I can tell. You have also been a bad child. Now is time for the Bogeyman to come and make you pay for sinning today.â€ Jasonâ€™s voice rang out in the dark before the ground cracked, red light spat up from the cracks, the ground was no longer uniform tile but cracked, aged and dirty. The air was hot, but not immensely. As the red light filled the air the darkness slowly lifted to show the cafeteria was no longer new looking but aged, run down, and nearly all gone. The windows were not clear but stained red glass with dark depictions of war and fights against gruesome beings. The plant life as well as the fake was all twisted and thorn ridden, all looked dead.<br/><br/>Thunder roared overhead as Diego whirled around and gulped. He knew that Jason could manipulate the inner plains of the mind as well as the plain around him but he never knew he could do this. Jason knew, he knew too well what he could and couldn't do. This was just mild. Only in this room was the illusion set. Once anyone stepped through the doors they would step into his reality. A certain radius he could use, other than that he couldn't do more. Jason was standing where he had been and shook his head, â€œFace me. Not the thorns.â€ He said as he looked to the male. Diego turned and growled, was this a game? The older male didn't know but he was ready to fight. Jason walked forward and put his hands up, balled his hands into fists as he stood in horse stance, giving lead to his opponent, who ran at him.<br/><br/>Ducking a punch and sidestepping Jason bent his knee and whirled around, nailing Diego in the small of his back. Sent flying into the ground Diego gritted his teeth, Jason stood there ready, not willing to attack while Diego was down. Standing the male turned to Jason and gestured for his turn. With a nod Jason walked over, still having his fists up defensively, he got closer before seeing a round house. Blocking with the side of his arm in a downward stroke he used his free hand to grab at Diego, pulling him closer to ram his head into his opponentâ€™s collar bone before twisting and side stepping an attack. Diego stumbled and wheeled around only to take a punch between the eyes. A hefty and hard punch that greyed the skin around his eyes instantly was taken, wincing he didnâ€™t want to be the only injured one he rushed at Jason.<br/><br/>Taking a hit to the gut Jason coughed a little before falling a bit, his legs wobbled and he looked up at the male. With a grunt and slight wince he gave an upper-cut to Diegoâ€™s jaw, causing him to yelp as the man bit into his own lip. Satisfied Jason stepped back, his hands up as he looked to the male before him, â€œYou busted my lip!â€ Jason made no reply. Angry now the older male ran at Jason and yelled before realizing Jason ducked, only to feel something slam into his chest, then sent up and off the ground towards the thorn bush. He cried out as he hit it. Trying to get out of it but Jason was already on his way.<br/><br/>â€œBad choice coming to the school and attempting to take my best friend.â€ The teenager said before crossing his arms and waited. Diego was fighting his way out of the bush. To Jason it didnâ€™t matter that Diego was in the bush, he was defending his friend.<br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i.imgur.com/LicIfQD.jpg">Cafeteria Outlook</a>