Rulebreaking [Open/Zero (or Lelouch or whatever)]

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She kicked down the final computer and looked around the room, surveying the damage she had done. The screens on the walls were all ripped to shreds, there were claw marks all over the walls, and every single machine in the room had been tipped over and smashed to bits. Why did she do it? For the sake of it; for the sake of rule breaking. She hates this school, she hates their stupid, impassable computers, and most of all she hates their rules. She had gotten on the computer to try to do something to get the word out about them and the school, she knew that would really piss them off, but after several tries, she found that no matter what she did she couldn’t get past those stupid firewalls. Eventually, she got fed up and decided to do something else to piss the school off instead, something a little more fun.

One or two people had tried to stop her, and she still had their blood on her claws, and a little bit had splattered across the walls. She didn’t kill them, they had all run away before she could, and secretly, she had wanted to kill them, but she wasn’t that bad of a person, and they hadn’t tried to kill her so, she didn’t have to go too far. She assumed someone might have told a more powerful prefect, like Seth or Jace (who she heard was the prefect leader), but she didn’t care. If they came, they came, and she would take them on, even if all the prefects came at her all at once. There weren’t that many people in here before anyway, maybe they wouldn’t tell on her. She almost laughed out loud at that thought, it seemed so childish and silly, but that’s just how people are, childish and silly. Maybe everyone that was in here, which was only like five or six people, were all in that rebellion or whatever, they probably wouldn’t tell on her then.

She sighed, and looked up at the ceiling. It was smooth and white and perfectly unscathed. It looked so different from the rest of the room. She grinned, she could change that. Besides, there was something she had wanted to try to do for a while, but had never gotten the chance. She unsheathed her claws, both on her hands and her feet, and prepared to jump. She did have claws on her feet to, but she didn’t use them as often. They weren’t angled the right way to be any use if she tried to kick anybody. She took a deep breath, prepared herself, and jumped straight up; turning around in midair so she was facing the ceiling and dug her claws deep into the plaster.

Claw closed her eyes and shook her head as some of the plaster rained down on her face. Some of the ceiling had cracked at places around, but it held her. She moved her body up and down, and some more plaster fell down on her face, but it still held her. She grinned and moved her head so she was looking in front of her, angling it like she was looking up at something if she was on the ground, and began to “walk” around on the ceiling, making little holes in the wall everywhere. She laughed, this was fun, she wished she had tried doing this sort of thing earlier.

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Ren jumped as he heard a loud ruckus in the media room. Running to the area quickly he saw a girl inside making the huge mess and sound. He frowned as he saw the massive damage within. Opening the door he crept in silently then decided to speak up. He was sure he was going to die soon.

"What are you doing?" He asked in a neutral tone. He looked at the mess all around and then to the girl. She must be pretty strong to do all this damage. He shook his head as some of the plaster fell on his. His hair flying around crazily for a bit as dust flew off. He then sneezed as his nose itches.

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Claw look down below her, which hurt her neck but she powered through. Someone else had come in. He didn’t seemed very threatening, but he did seem scared. It looked like he would be easy enough to fight if she had to, didn’t seem like he wanted to though, so unfortunately, no fight for her. She had done enough fighting today though, but all the people she fought ran away; no one was ever good enough or bold enough to go up against. Maybe if someone told the prefects what she was going, she would find a worthy opponent, but for now, she was stuck with a bunch of chickens, all squawking and flying away at the sight of the big, bad, kitty cat.

“What am I doing?” She said, grinning, “I’m doing what I want.” She jumped down from the ceiling and gracefully on her feet. “I’m doing something worthwhile, something that will help me with my cause. I’m doing something fun that’ll help me enjoy this miserable place at least a little bit. I’m doing something that will piss off my enemies, which is the whole purpose of having enemies anyway. What about you, what are you doing?” She walked up to the newcomer with that same grin plastered on her face. It was a scary grin, and she usually didn’t mean it that way, but she loved the fact that it was. Her fangs really gave off that ‘I’m going to kill you slowly and painfully without a second thought’ kind of vide, and her eyes always looked kind of mean, always.

She almost hoped he would attack, he would react to fear in that get-away-from-me-right-frickin-now-or-I’m-going-to-freak-the-frick-out kind of way, but he seemed kind of nice, she guessed, and she could always use another ally. She just hoped he could do something useful. Not many people around here could, and if they did, they were either prefects or chickens, just like the rest of the flock. She was one of the only people around here you was willing to hurt others. She was the cat, the big scary cat that attacked all the chickens, and then the prefects were the dogs who would recklessly chase after her, underestimating the damage she could do. Then they would give their nose scratched and run away whimpering, their tail tucked between their legs. She just hoped he wasn’t like any of those people.

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Ren watched the girl as she straddled up to him in a beaming and reckless manner. He huffed in defiance to her rather savage look, he would take none of her arrogance. He wouldn't leap into a fight, but he would easily defend himself if needed. He looked at her as the defiance seemed to glaze in his eyes. He was not going to bow to an arrogant being as such in front of him. He just shook his head a little to clear his annoyance.

"If you keep doing what you want, you won't have much to be miserable about inside. If you took time to learn about others, there wouldn't even be a 'miserable time'. If you want to make good friends, have a good demeanor." He spoke, voice hard, but not too much as to sound challenging. He could see this girl was somewhat feline, although he could be just as quick due to his enhanced agility.

"Why are you destroying this area anyways? You would be better off outdoors where the trees can endure such attacks with much more ease than this area." He said in question of her motives. "I'm Ren by the way. If I may ask, who do you happen to be?" He further pressed.

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Claw rolled her eyes. Did she ever mention that chickens are idiots? She put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes, her expression changing from happy-scary to frustrated-scary. She wanted to rip his throat out so bad, but she always tried to make friends before enemies. Unfortunately, she was much better at making friends than making enemies, but if she wasn’t good at making enemies, who would she have to fight? Everything would just be so boring; she would have no purpose, nothing to believe in, nothing to fight for. She would be just as scared and squishy as all the other chickens in the school. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. She couldn’t imagine being scared, much less squishy, and much, much less, a chicken.

“I was perfectly happy before these idiots brought me to this stupid school.” She snarled, “I could do whatever I want, and more. I loved it; the only problem was the people. They were everywhere, they’re always everywhere, and they did whatever they could to make me feel even worse. They cut me up, they gave me scars, they tried to get me to brake, but I never did. I tried to get away from them, but I never could. They’re everywhere, no matter where I went, they were always there, looking for me, searching for me, doing whatever they could to try to bring me here.

“Eventually, they caught up to me, but that’s only because I don’t run away from my problems, like most people do. I try to fix them, slowly taking down my obstacles one by one, but there were to many of them, they wouldn’t let me take them down one by one, they made me take them down all at once, and I just couldn’t do it, I couldn’t do it alone. Then, they brought me here, trying to make me follow rules, trying to make me brake, trying to make me give into their whims, but I refuse to do it. This is just me showing them that they haven’t won. They will never win because I never lose. I won’t allow it. So if you,” she said, pointing her finger in his face, “think that talking to people and making friends with people will help, it won’t! People are what cause this problem in the first place! I’m not trying to make ‘friends’ I’m trying to make allies!

“I will do anything I can to hurt my enemies, anything, so I would suggest you don’t get on my bad side.” She growled. She took a deep breath, she had never talked that much, ever, she usually didn’t want to, but she was getting tired of people judging her. She was doing what she did for a reason, and people never seemed to understand. She couldn’t help the way she was, she was just her, and she didn’t tend to settle things peacefully like all the other chickens you got nothing done and just pecked mindlessly at the ground. The chickens were the people, the idiots, the squishy little useless people that never got anything done. She hated the people.

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"You can go on being the thing others see you as, but you will get no true respect until you just let them know who you really are. Not all people want to hurt you or break you in. There are some you can trust, you just need to know which is which. If you want to go ahead with the life you live now that's fine by me, but you're the only one who can make your life better." He huffed in annoyance at the girl's relative arrogance. He had been through a lot too, but he figured this one has had nothing but bad in her life.

He let out a soft growl of his own when she pointed at him. His eyes narrowed as his throat lightly rumbled. Nnnnrrrrgghhhh... Came a warning growl used by domestic felines in a territorial dispute. He looked at her sharply to be ready for any sort of assult. "The world is tainted, but by no means does that mean we will be tainted too. Only the strong can survive, and strength comes of the resistance to our world's changes." He huffed.

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Claw growled, people were to judge. She squeezed her eyes shut and curled her hands into tight little fists. Friends before enemies, friends before enemies, friends before enemies. She shook her head. “I’m just not good at making friends.” She growled, keeping her eyes shut. He didn’t understand anything, anything at all. She wasn’t human, she didn’t have human feelings. She didn’t think like them, she was different.

And then he made that sound, she didn’t like that sound. It sounded like her growl, only she made that growl. It was hers, and he was trying to claim it. She opened her eyes, now blood red. She began to growl back, louder, fiercer, angrier. There was no question she was the stronger one here, the one who would win. “You wanna talk about strong, huh?” she asked, smirking. “Well, why don’t we see who here is the strongest.” She hissed, backing away and crouching down, getting ready to attack. So it looks like she would get a fight after all.

She waited for him to attack first. Friends before enemies, right? Besides, if this guy was going to have a sudden change of heart and start liking her. You never know. He might take a liking to her sudden aggression. It didn’t seem very likely, but still. Claw was really hoping that he would want to fight, but she also really hoped he would change his mind, and if he did change his mind, hopefully he would be in that rebellion too, she doubted he was though. If he was in the rebellion, then he shouldn’t mine her wrecking the school. He would probably support it.

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Ren stood his ground as the foolish girl crouched for attack. He would not be fooled into making a sudden attack. Turning his side to her he faced her with a savage glare. One thing he learned from an old tom he had met in the forest once was to never allow exposure to your back or stomach. He stood rigid and poised for a counter strike if the need ended up coming up. He showed no sign of fear or weakness.

He then released from his throat an ear-splitting yowl that would be heard from a mountain lion. The sound echoed around the room, even causing the ceiling to further crumble off. A savage hiss followed up with the same feline growl that seemed to unnerve the girl so. Each sound perfected to the most very point of hearing so. Zoopathy was useful when he needed more sounds rather than usual human vocals.

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Tristan had been practicing his aim with a dagger in his dorm room when he heard strange noises coming from somewhere in the East Wing. Alarmed, he instantly stopped himself in a comical pose, just before he was about to send his dagger in a perfectly straight line toward the bull's-eye of his dart board for the twenty-eighth time. As he paused to listen, the noises did not stop, so the young martial arts trainer gradually pulled himself out of his "training mode," lowered his arm, and placed the dagger on his bed. The noises, which sounded like crashing and breaking, continued. What was going on out there?

Tristan opened his door and looked around outside. The hallway was clear, but then the noises became even stranger. He started to hear what sounded like animals, very loud, very angry animals. That didn't seem right, so Tristan followed the sounds, which led him to the Media Room, which was in complete disarray by the time he reached it. He scanned the mess with concern, wondering if anyone was hurt, and saw two students who seemed to be having some kind of conflict that may have been on the verge of becoming physical. The female was crouching to attack, and the male seemed to be in a defensive position, but he, too, seemed ready to attack if it came to that. But it wasn’t going to come to that, he decided.

Tristan walked, with a calm but quick pace, and placed his muscular six foot two body directly between the two students. “Stand down, soldier,” he said authoritatively, facing Ren. He briefly looked over his shoulder at Claw and added “You, too,” but it was in a slightly but perceptibly softer tone. He didn’t like students fighting in general, but he especially loathed the idea of a man hitting a woman, so he was naturally inclined to protect Claw, even if she was the instigator.

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Lelouch was perfectly happy. Today, the battlefront was being handled by someone he trusted greatly Calista. Usually Lelouch would NEVER EVER take off Battlefront duties. Though, because of the growing suspicision of where Lelouch has been from his teachers and others he had too. To return his good name and to break all the ties. The teachers were usually supsicious of everyone.

The Battlefront was thanks to that. Everyone and all the prefects were on tighter watch of the students. They watching all there moves. So everyone was being looked at. Not only Lelouch. Though, today Lelouch tried his best not to think about the Battlefront. He was goin to visit his favorite teacher in the media room. Lelouch hadn't seen him in awhile. They always enjoyed playing chess together. He was Lelouch's toughest opponent yet. As Lelouch went closer to the door he heard a noise. As he peeked in he saw it. A cat girl and a person he recognized.

That person was battlefront. Lelouch recognized him from the meetings. He then the girl ready to attack. He also saw some person trying to stop them. Lelouch clearly could have seen this was caused by the girl. Her claws had blood and plaster from the ceiling. Lelouch eye suddenly grew bright purple with the falcon sign coming opening in his eye. He peeped in from the door in a range only claw can see him. Lelouch made sure she saw and he opened his mouth. "I command you to be calm! And to stand down!" Lelouch said to her. He didn't want Tristan and Ren to hear him. Only Claw..

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Claw hissed back at the boy, as savagely and viciously as she could. This guy was trying to challenge her, trying to beat her at her own game. She smirked; it seemed ridiculous that a scrawny little guy like this was trying to fight her, to be more intimidating. His sounds didn’t scare her, they only fueled her anger. He was trying to take something from her, she didn’t know what, but she didn’t want that to happen and when she doesn’t want something to happen, it doesn’t happen. She was angry that he was even suggesting that he would beat her, cause he wouldn’t, and he should know that. If he didn’t know that, then he would find out soon enough.

She was about to pounce, when another guy came in. He was tall, and looked older than most of the students here. He was trying to separate her from a fight, she wanted to laugh. The only thing that could separate her from a fight was her, nobody else could stop her or control her, and nobody else ever would. She twitched her fingers, itching to dig her claws into someone’s flesh, to feel the blood dripping down her fingers, and the satisfaction of ripping through the skin and muscle, and straight into bone. She wanted to smell the rich scent of someone’s blood in the air, somebody who deserved it.

Then, another came in, another person. It didn’t seem like anyone else had noticed, but she could hear them before they even entered the room. She hoped it wasn’t another person trying to stop her. She wanted to make some allies in this place, but if everyone kept trying to stop her, she would just be making enemies. Unfortunately, it seemed like he was trying to stop her too, just like the rest. She saw his eye glow, and started to rush towards him, knowing that he was going to use his power, and hoping to get to him and outrun it before it came into effect.

She was almost there before he spoke. She froze, the words seemed to empty her mind and swirl around her head, confusing her, mixing up her thoughts, stirring them up until she couldn’t tell which was which. Be calm and stand down...yeah, maybe she could do that. She quickly shook her head, no; she wasn’t going to stand down. Standing down is for cowards, for wimps that couldn’t fight if their lives depended on it, and she diffidently wasn’t going to take orders from someone. She had her own mind, and she was going to use it. She wasn’t going to be a mindless slave just like the rest of the people in here. She was going to do what she wants, and she didn’t want to stand down.

While she thought, she quickly looked around, wondering who to first. The big guy didn’t seem like the biggest threat. She didn’t have much against him except that he had tried to stop them and protect her; she could get him last. The other guy, the little one as she liked to call him, really had it coming, but she doubted he could do much. She would take him second. That left the third one, the one that was trying to tell her what to do, he attacked her. She decided he deserves it the most, she didn’t like what he had done so far, and that was a good enough excuse for her. She grinned at the idea of taking down three people at once, people who had powers. She could take down more than three humans, easy, but these people aren’t exactly human.

Once she had pretty much cleared her mind, she rushed at the guy again, angrier than ever. He had done something to her, he had tried to tell her what to do, and she didn’t like it. She loved the first moment of the attack almost as much as she liked the last. It gave her a rush, a feeling; it almost felt like a fresh start. Like starting a new painting or writing a new book, you don’t know exactly what’s going to happen, but you know that whatever it is, it’s going to be fun. “Don’t tell me what to do.” She growled, and jumped over its shoulder, swiping her claws to hook them in its neck so she could use them to swing around and kick him on the side.

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Ren huffed as the other guy shouldered his way between him and the girl. "I wasn't planning to attack. I was planning to defend." He said to the guy, pointing out the obvious. "I'm not a soldier either..." He snorted in displeasure as the more so untimely use of the term. Ren figured this guy was from the military or sonething.

He watched with narrowed eyes as the girl made a mad dash for something unseen. She then stopped in her tracks though and looked quite confused for a moment. Frankly she snapped out of it and he saw her once again attempt an attack on whatever it was that was there. His muscles tensed as he watched the scene like it was in slow motion. This would turn out quite interesting if anything at all that was.

He paced quickly to watch as the girl tried to hook her claws into another guy's neck. Ren thought this guy looked familiar, but he wasn't sure where from. Perhaps from those boring Battle Front meetings? Okay, so they weren't boring, but he never could understand such simple plans. If they wanted to protect the meeting room they should just build a giant swinging log trap! It was easy to set up anyways.

He sighed as he shook his head to watch the fight unfold before him. He crouched low to the ground to not be seen. Inside he felt a strange stirring for some reason. It was as if his heart was surging power into him, making him feel as powerful as a grizzly bear! Frankly, he didn't know about the new ability developing within him.

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Tristan wasn't paying very much attention to Claw. He didn't know her; he'd had a feeling that she was the initiator in this fight, but he knew no more, and he was simply going to assume that she was just as innocent as his two sisters and mother. Tristan didn't notice Zero, either. He couldn't have, since his eyes were focused on Ren, ready to detect even the slightest movement.

The boy's smug retort that he "wasn't a soldier" made Tristan laugh cynically on the inside, but his face remained serious. "We are all soldiers in the government's war," he offered vaguely without taking his eyes off of Ren's hands, feet, and teeth-- the first two being key weapons in any fight, the last being something Tristan had thrown into consideration having heard the animalistic noises that came from the youth.

It became clear that all of Tristan's perfect concentration upon Ren was in vain, foolish in fact, when the real dangerous one in the room darted toward some unseen presence in the room. Had Tristan been paying more attention to the feline girl, perhaps he would have been able to catch her, stop her from engaging in a fight. Unfortunately, even with Tristan's reflexes, by the time he pulled his focus away from Ren, Claw was already in action.

"No," he muttered regretfully under his breath as he started to follow her, unaware of who or what exactly she was attacking.

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Before Lelouch knew it. Claw was on him. Lelouch expression changed. Not one of fear. But, one of disgust. He removed his mind eye. How could this peasant dear to TOUCH HIM!? Lelouch was quite er a cultured individual. He didn't like scum and peasants...touching him. Lelouch looked at her with a smirk. And his voice when lower so no one could hear him. This girl was in the worst position she could possibly be in. And she didn't even know it. His mind control was already acivated. He had moved his face directly to Claw.

So especially Tristan didn't see it. "Really? Perhaps you need some manners.I command you...to meow like a cat and sit till I tell you stop. A little time out with teach some manners." Lelouch whispered to her and yet commanded her. Lelouch tried not to laugh once his command was uttered. He didn't understand why his power didn't work at first.

Though, he understood maybe because it wasn't in her nature to stand calm. Though, this command didn't have nothing to do with her nature. Lelouch basically pushed her over then got up. Lelouch pretended as he had died. He then shouted out to Tristan. "HELP! GET HER AWAY FROM ME!" Lelouch screamed.

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Claw’s ferocious expression turned confused in an instant. She wanted to do something, she wanted to….meow? She was part cat, that’s what cats are supposed to do isn’t it? But, meowing is something that cute little kitty cats, not something for her. She was furious right now, she was angry; she’s not supposed to be cute, especially when she’s angry. Yet, she wanted to meow, and she always does what she wants to, doesn’t she? Her expression kept changing from confused to ferocious as her thoughts about meowing kept changing. She sat down and looked around the room, trying to figure this entire thing out.

The two other people in the room were walking towards her, and that one little guy had a strange look on his face. It reminded her of herself when she was getting into a fight. She always felt so powerful, so wild, so….not human. That’s what she saw in him right now. Did that mean he was going to attack her? She wasn’t ready to defend herself, not in her state of confusion. She snarled, before her expression turned confused as she began to feel like meowing again. She was starting to like this other person; he acted so primal, just like her. She wondered if he had any powers similar to her, besides making those noises.

Then there was that other guy, the big one. It seemed that he was more focused on the boy rather than her, who is obviously the most dangerous person here. Only when she started running did it seem like his concentration shifted to her. She wanted to laugh, he seemed so stupid, but she was too confused to really consider doing that right now. Despite her confusion, her thoughts traveled through her head faster than a second. Her brain is just as fast as her reflexes, so she is smarter than most human beings. The thing that really bothered her though, is that she couldn’t figure out we her wanted to meow.

She bared her teeth, and lowered her head. She knew what to do know. She hoped her mouth and let out a wild and menacing yowl. She was meowing, yet still being ferocious at the same time, it worked. She smiled, and let out another yowl, this one louder and more significant. She growled as she did this, and purred at the same time, as she usually does. She felt powerful when she did this, she felt in control. She wondered why she hadn’t done this before. Her tail whipped around, and the fur she had on it was standing straight up.The other person, her current victim, was screaming, that was good, right? For some reason, she still felt like she was being forced to do this, but she shook the feeling off. She was in control, she was doing this, she was going to win.