Life at Windian High




The still possessed Woren was making his way home from school.

At least I don't have to pick up that little brat... Hellcat thought to himself.

Persona HellCat definitely didn't like Cherise Fallon, his host's little sister. By now, the possessed Woren would have probably done something to the little girl, but unfortunately...

Dammit to hell! I can't do anything to this mortal's family! His mother and sister can both sense me... his father can tell that his son is different... And that friend of his...

Chris/HellCat growled to himself in sheer frustration. He was very angry, and needed to vent his frustration on someone or something. The possessed Woren's tail whipped angrily as he curled his right hand into a fist and punched his other hand.

And to top it off... that damn demoness was there! The same Nekomata bitch who helped murder my master! The same one who befriended the Persona User that killed my brother! If I ever catch her alone...

At that moment, one Jason Burnhart, who was very, very, angry to say the least, bumped into an equally angry Woren.

"Oof! Dammit! Watch where you're walking, fucker!!!" Jason growled out.

Interesting... this may prove to be just what I need to relieve some stress...

Chris/HellCat just stared at Jason with an intense fire in his eyes.

"Well you shouldn't have gotten in my way, you red haired, egotistical BITCH!!!" The possessed Woren growled out.

Jason furiously whirled around, with an equally intense fire burning within him.

"What the fuck did you just say, furball???"

"You heard me, you damn, weak ignorant..."

Jason finally snapped and charged the Woren in fury. However, he was surprised when his adversary caught his fist and began to squeeze it with ungodly strength.

"What the FUCK!!! AGH!!!" Jason managed to scream out.

Chris/HellCat just gave Jason an evil grin before punching him in the gut.

This feels good... A great way to relieve stress...

"OOF! DAMMIT!!!" Jason managed to get out before the possessed woren threw him aside like a rag.

Jason bounced once before landing, managing to smack his face onto the ground. The fire haired Windian managed to catch his breath and turned to glare at the Woren with a look of hatred.

"All right, Fucker..." Jason growled out as he wiped some blood from his lips with the back of his hand. "That's it! I'm gonna kill yo- AGH!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the possessed Woren was up against the Windian, rapid firing intense punches to his gut.

"You're going to kill who, birdie???" Chris/HellCat sneered out as his tail waved angrily.

Jason was dazed. There was hardly anyone who could really keep up with him in a fight, and here he was, being beaten to a pulp by a Woren he had never really seen before.

The possessed Woren never let Jason get a punch out, except for the initial one that was thrown. He kept on rapid firing the punches to his body and face, enjoying the snap back that the Windian's head made.

Finally, with an intense uppercut, Chris/HellCat sent a bloody, unconscious Jason flying, and making him land with a sickening thud. The possessed Woren growled as he gave a fierce kick to the body of one Jason Burnhart.

Noting that his opponent was bloodied and beaten, Chris/HellCat merely chuckled and made his way past an unconscious, bloodied Windian.

Pathetic... but it was a great way to blow some steam... That will teach him to bump into me...





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