A few days have passed since D's fateful encounter with Scarlett in Freshman Acclimation 101. Each day of class weighed on him even more than the last, so much so he'd taken to watching TV in class on his V-band with the sound off and just skimming the assigned work. The current class he found himself in was no exception.
D scrolled on his V-band quietly as the Professor droned on about the importance of masks in costume design. Roxanne, who'd decided to sit a few seats away from him, took notes digitally using hers, like most of the students in the lecture hall.
D was watching some show about people buying real estate homes without seeing them first and fixing them up when suddenly a message notification popped up on his screen.
D opened it the way Roxanne had shown him how to work it prior. The message didn't show who the sender was but the contents made his stomach sink with dread.
'Come to the bathroom, Now' The message read. D switched off the TV show and began slowly typing with his other hand in reply to the mystery messenger.
'Why? Who is this?' He waited a few seconds and saw the message was read but received no reply. 'Who the hell would be asking me to come to the bathroom, or would know where I am?' D thought to himself.
His eyes and head surveyed the room for any sign of a threat, the only thing he saw was Roxanne looking at him like he had grown a second head. He should try to get her attention, but at this range and her being her, he knew he was better off going alone.
'This could be another plot by her' he thought, but he also knew this could be a distress call from someone he knew. It could be Val, Max, or even Izzy. He had no choice but to risk it.
D shut off his V-band, stood up and began drudging his way through the rows of empty and non-empty red and black seats of the lecture hall. Much to the chagrin of the people he'd had to squeeze past in order to get out to the main row of stairs. He'd decided to use the doors at the back of the class in order to get to the bathrooms.
D walked out into the black carpeted hallway and walked down the hall, taking a right till he reached the bathrooms. He really hoped whatever this was it wouldn't require him to actually go into the bathroom.
D re-opened the message and stared at it confused as to what the hell was going on, when a shout rang out.
"Hey jackass!" Someone yelled from down the hall. D instinctively looked up and to his left to see Flynn standing alone and an arrow flying straight towards D's face.
D ducked and the arrow went flying into the wall behind him. Remembering how Flynn's powers worked the last time they fought D instinctively grabbed the vector arrow and absorbed a piece of Flynn's ability. Not even realizing fully in the moment that he was absorbing an ability without being hit first.
Flynn summoned an army of arrows around himself and launched them at D, the red constructs flew down the hall at blazing speeds. D raised his hand and the vector arrows stopped in place just before colliding with him. D threw his arm to the side and all the arrows dissipated into nothingness before his very eyes.
"Hah, that's some lame ass power you got there Flynn." D yelled dusting off his shoulder mostly in a way to further mock his opponent. "If someone can just take it and use it better than you might as well not even have powers!" D shouted, hoping no one was around but Flynn.
"Oh yeah? Lets see you copy this!" Flynn yelled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a familiar red vial of liquid.
'Surge!?' D thought as he summoned another one of Flynn's arrows to try and stop the man from ingesting the liquid. The arrow flew down the corridor as Flynn threw his head back and poured the vials ooze into his mouth.
Suddenly the arrow stopped cold in the middle of the air, and Flynn stood in front of it with nothing but one finger held up. In an instant the arrow shattered into nothing. Flynn stared at D, his irises gone, replaced with fully red glowing eyes.
Flynn instantly summoned a giant vector arrow, nearly as big as a fully grown man and hurled it at D. This one D knew he couldn't stop with brute force so he broke into a sprint down the hall to his left.
As he sprinted and turned the corner he immediately ran into a familiar face, this time literally as he ran face first into Nashoba.
They collided and both were sent flying to the floor. Nashoba shot up first scrambling for his V-band to show D the message from Flynn and warn him not to go to the bathroom like he'd planned but it was too late.
"Hey dude, I like, may or may not have put a remote viewer on your V-band, for your own safety and stuff, but like you didn't follow that obviously sketch message out into the open and alone did you?"
Nashoba's question was soon answered as the giant vector arrow crashed into the wall behind him and Flynn came running like a wild animal down the hall towards them.
"Ahh so it was this ass who sent the message!" Nashoba said getting into a fighting stance as D righted himself behind the long black haired man. Flynn prepared to pounce onto Nashoba, no doubt losing sight of who his target was thanks to the drug in his system.
As Flynn conjured two separate arrows, one onto each fist like they were gauntlets, Nashoba's hair began to stand up and he brought his arms together ripping the metal siding from the walls surrounding them into a makeshift shield in front of himself. Flynn fiendishly punched the makeshift shield rapidly, each time his fist struck it the shield it sounded with a thunderous clang.
D got into a stance beside Nashoba and summoned an arrow of his own and threw it into their side of the shield forcing it back slightly.
"Ahh I see what's going on." Nashoba said through gritted teeth as he and D silently agreed on their plan of attack
Nashoba tensed every muscle in his body and threw out his arm forcing the shield to shoot back into the wall at blazing speed, crushing Flynn between it and the wall. After waiting a long moment Nashoba dispersed the shield, returning the metal pieces to their rightful places on the wall.
Flynn sat against the wall, knocked out cold from the blow.
"We make a pretty good team huh? With me on offense and you as bait we're quite the duo." Nashoba said.
"Bait?! That was my idea that took out that freak of nature!"
"Meh, I guess so but it was my shield sooo…"
"Ah whatever, do you know what he wanted?" D said, looking at Nashoba inquisitively.
"Hmmm, probably just looking for a reason to fight, or more likely to use that nasty shit."
D walked over to Flynn and slowly put two fingers up to his neck to check for signs of life. A sigh of relief left his lips since the man was still alive. He didn't want to have killed someone in the first week of classes.
"Is he still alive?" Nashoba said resting an arm on D as he was crouched down.
"Luckily, yes." D said slightly out of breath from sprinting down the hall.
"Bummer, guys like Flynn are just gonna keep coming after you." D looked at Nashoba disgusted at his words, how carelessly he seemed to regard the man's life in front of them.
"So…what now?" Nashoba asked.
"Now I go back to class, you go back to whatever you were doing and we don't tell anyone about this till-" D's thought was cut short by the sound of the building's bell ringing signaling the end of class, and worse, a stampede of students likely to be in the hallway at any minute.
Nashoba looked at D, and D looked at Nashoba and in that moment they silently agreed on the same course of action and both ran from the building at top speed.