<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/FyHK91k.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Erebus Mora Hermaeus<br/><strong>Time:</strong>07:00 a.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>History Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rayvn Knight (His prey)<br/><hr/>For a moment he couldn't remember to breath. The concept of being overwhelmed still fresh on his mind as Rayvn took an upper hand on this on going war he was fighting. She was a foe which the concept of defeat seemed to loom over him. This side of him calling out to be free so that it may repel venomous ways, but it would lead to his ruin. Erebus could see that she puts nothing to scoff at now. In the depths of his mind he stood in front of a beast of darkness which possessed black fur, pointy ears and demonic, and lightning yellow eyes. Long ago Erebus had "tamed" this monster chaining it up so that he could control himself. Several chains were shown tied around its body though these very chains were coming undone after the years.<br/><br/>"Professor"<br/><br/>That's voice brought him back from the confines of his mind to his current predicament. The feeling of soft skinot caressing him felt strange, yet natural to him as if it was always something that he wanted. Eyes becoming half lidded by themail siren like lull of her voice. A chain which held the beast snapped free which caused it stur from its slumber.<br/><br/>Eyes once a rich Emerald green burned to a intense neon green before calming down enough, yet still gave a ominous glow to them. The class room was being altered as the books he had neatly displayed upon the shelves of various colors and texts were being shrouded as the same black material as the book Rayvn took from him; almost as if they too were being consumed. The contents inside were being stripped bare and left black.<br/><br/>"You must be so hungry..."<br/><br/>Those words were so true that it hurt. He was famished from the neglect that he put on himself. Never tasting the the tender flesh that had been openly displayed to him year after year. She was unleashing a beast for the simple act of gaining victory, but the cost would soon be revealed. His father wasn't as NICE as most demons as he took pleasure of tricking his own race for his personal gain. Ms.Knight was a bishop peice of this looks awaited move of the board. To corner his son and unleashing his true potential finally.<br/><br/>"I not hungry... I'm starving." Speaking with a newly revamped composure as Erebus let her play. He was like that older dog who let the young pup have its way until the line was drawn. 'Such a beautiful body she has.' His body language blurted out his interests while the other hand took the opportunity to remove his hat and place it upon the desk.<br/><br/>In one moment the flame inside of him which had all but flickered out and died was rekindled and flourished bring the beast out of Mr.Hermaeus that one that she wanted. "It's cute... that ability you have is like some of my families." Speaking out as he stood up before his perfect student. "No. It reeks of my father. Why is that?" Questioning her, but he cared little of the how right now. The door to his class locked and seal was put on the door sealing poor Rayvn inside. "Don't tell me I'll get it out of you Miss council president." Whispering out as his voice echoed with authority. A hand wrapping around her waist as he nudged her over to the corner of his desk. "You act so perfect.... it's sickening to me. I hate it. Your grades. That attitude. Everything about you is fake. I. Hate. Perfection." For the first time she would witness what no one had ever seen. His wings. They formed large, black as ink, and seemed to drop as if fresh in rolling down the page. "I spit on perfection! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is no room for improvement. No place left for that person to gain additional knowledge or abilities. Do you know what that means?" Matching the smile she'd given to him. "Let's see if I can get rid of that for you and see what underneath."