International Highschool (Stuff the Warrior Admins would freak out about!)

( and I think Dawn is now alpha rasing her little sister and found who made them werewolf's and Zane is being turned.)

(Yep)

(Okay! I'll head there!)

Scar smiled seeing them. They always looked at peace with each other.

"Yeah...I think she might be a little depressed though." Claw said softly.

"What do you mean?" he asks gently. He hadn't seen his sister in some time, and was rather worried about her.

Akuma sings softly to her.

"I think she's depressed about Hina being pregnant. I mean, she's happy for Hina, but Hina only has sex, what once, twice and she is pregnant?" Claw sighed as he sat down. "And I can't even give her kids. We could try and try, but I'm infertile...." he ran his hand through his hair.

Scar sighs. He wanted to do more for Hina, but knew he couldn't.

Ken pats Claw's back. "She's not depressed. Yes, she loves kids, but kids aren't everything. She loves you, and just wants to be with you."

She relaxes completely.

"I know that Ken...But....I feel like less of a man." He sighed.

"Why?"

"I'm Italian. having kids is a dream. It's a way to show you're fit. You get to brag to others when you have kids. You take pride in showing pictures of your kids to people. You do anything for them." He sighed. "I just feel a little broken knowing I can't have children..."

Ken chuckles. "So that's what it is. I'd say you're the depressed one, not Aina."

"Yeah..." Claw said. He looks away. "Ken...what if my dad does end up killing me?" He asked. "I don't have anything to leave for Aina."

"I'll make sure he doesn't kill you. You will survive, Claw."

"It'll all work out fine." He said

"No. I don't want you getting hurt in this." He said. "If it becomes too dangerous, I want you to live. I want all of you to live." he said.

"You're not going to win against Aina with that argument."

"I know." He sighed.

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"Look, you should talk to Aina. Tell her how you're feeling right now and why."

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"Ken, promise me that if I get into a fight with my father I can't win that you will protect Aina, and you will get her to safety?" He asked.

Ken sighs. "I can't promise, unfortunately. Aina and Hina are two stubborn girls. They'll do what they want. I guess that's the downside of teaching them how to fight. They'll use it where they see fit. Aina will fight, and fight dirty, if she knew I promised you I'd take her away if you're fighting your father."

Comet turned to Jenna when they got back to their dorms, checking the time to see it was nearly 2am. "Hopefully we can both get some sleep now." He said

"Please, just try Ken..." he said.

Tam and Blu sat playing a game of chess. "You know what one of the men told me Blu? They told me they saw you talking to a man who looked Identical to Claw, same scar and everything, but he's been at that Scottish Prince's Mansion in the mids of no where."
"Oh?" Blu asked as he moved a pawn. "How interesting. How ever I don't know anyone who looks remotely like Claw, only Claw himself." He said.
"Is that so? Why do you think they claimed to see that though?" Tam asked moving his king.
"They are often drunk sir. That and they are daft, stupid, done for by the earth." Blu said he moved a knight and looked to Tam. "Check." He said.

"....I'll try, but I can't guarantee."

"Just keep her safe...for me." He said.

Tam glanced up at him. "You know Blu, if the game doesn't go in your favor, just, change the playing field." he smiled. He turned the board around so his pawns where now winning. He smiled.
"Yes, that can work, but when playing a game, one must not lose his head to his own thoughts." Blu responded. He moved one pawn and placed it in front of the king. He flicked the king over. "Checkmate." he said. "When playing in a game, if one can play the pawns of both, they will always win." He said looking up at him with a emotionless face. "It was fun playing with you Tam. We should do this more often." Blu stood up and started to leave. "It's fun, don't you think." He said to Tam smiling over his shoulder.