The people watched Vincent drag the man off, some of them silently protesting, while others just looked away as though the problem didn't exist to them. The priest felt shunned, humiliated and immediately began to pray for God to forgive this child as he did not know what he was doing. He looked to the others, before closing his eyes, not fighting being dragged off, but still hoping someone would save him. The military could do nothing as they had gone out front with the other two to hold off the incoming invasion.<br/><br/>Keleon looked around, but and continued to knock on the door, but no answer came. "Damn it. Hopefully nothing happened to those inside. Then this would have been for nothing." Looking back Keleon noticed that the Saints had spotted them and it wouldn't be long before they attacked. "We'll have to brake down the door. We don't have time to look for another way in." The Saints dropped down to the ground hissing. The Restless were starting to get back up as well, some of them healing from whatever damage had been done.<br/><br/>"After you pass through that there door, you'll have to walk down the hall and get to the stairs. Take the one headed downstairs. It's on the first floor and to the right. You'll walk past a few classrooms, but its pretty noticeable not to miss. It has lunchroom posted across the top of the doorway and a grid pattern on the windows." The janitor took a look outside noting that the explosion had caused quite a ruckus, but had managed to disorient the Resltess. There were two other creatures the janitor didn't know about that jumped down from the roof top. He saw that they ready to attack something and wondered if they would be getting more visitors. "You officer I do believe that we will be getting other refugees here soon." The janitor said it when Thomas left the room to late to tell him.<br/><br/>The room was brighten the light switch could be seen between the art and gym rooms. There was no signs of the creatures having hastily run away at the first sign of light. They left no trace of themselves except the knocked over items. The fire was the cologne lit brightly if only to a certain distance. It was still dark, but at least objects and other things could be seen easier. The creatures had disappeared into the separate rooms, but ones could not tell which was the more dangerous to enter, where would lead them further into the school and where survivors may be hiding if any. Regardless of the option chosen, it was dangerous to move ahead, but worse if the lights went out standing around.<br/><br/>"Well if you really want to...Arrrrghhh...know then I'll tell you. As far as I know I was born with the ability to do this. Problem was that as a child I couldn't control it. Anything I touched could be absorbed into me, which obviously created some problems. My family wasn't very good in comforting me about it, but I guess that would be expected from a half witch and a goo girl. Yup. I didn't even have a dad and yet here I am. Neither of them had any brains and had just done the "deed" for pleasure. When i was born it was like "fuck you" and "your a monster". Because I absorbed most everything I was sustained and survive mostly on my own. When I grew up I realized that I needed to absorb things to...Argh...Damn that fucken hurt." The girl's body continued changing here and there, her body reverting to normal and then exploding into what looked to be the creature. "To live. And that could be only be done with living things. I learned more about myself, but still couldn't control it, which brought me into my magical stage. I only learned my mother's ways to keep myself alive and control what I was. I was unbalanced. Then came...well I think that's enough about me." The girl's body finally calmed down, the traits of the creature, fading from her body, but having darkened her skin slightly, the color of her eyes turning a dark red. "That should do it. So how about you? What's your story?" Violet asked Vangelos.