[hr][h1][i][color=#000000]Creed Boggs[/color] & [color=f26522]Diego Julius Bellasquez[/color][/i][/h1]
[b]Adam's Class[/b][hr]

Creed stood in the back of the crowd, leaning against a wall. He was the tallest in the room, save for the instructor, with the broadest shoulders and meanest face. He chewed on the inside of his cheek nervously. He hated people telling him what to do, and he hated the suit he was wearing. He hated the big, organized group he had been placed into, and he hated organized things in general. A younger student standing next to him quietly sniffed, wiping his runny nose on his sleeve. He hated that kid too.

[color=#000000]"Thirty-odd kids in here, and I stand next to sniffles. Great."[/color] Creed muttered, staring straight ahead. The younger boy sighed lightly, and quietly took a few paces to the left, pretending he hadn't heard. Creed chuckled to himself, satisfied with the power he had.

Looks like relaxing is out of the question. Diego raised his head, and looked at Creed. Some tall guy was picking on some kid because he had a sneeze. This guy just looked like trouble... He was tall, and intimidating, but that wasn't the part that scared Diego. The guy practically breathed Skinhead. The kind of person who would take delight in kicking his ass just because he's Spanish. San-Franisco had tons of those people - and Diego just learned to avoid them. Normally, Diego would have stayed away from the guy, but he was being an asshat to some kid. A young kid too.

[color=a0410d][i]'Heha... You should make an example out of him, use him to prove your strength - our strength - to the entire world....'[/i][/color] Agni whispered in his attempts to provoke Diego to wrath. [color=a0410d][i]'Like you said, he looks exactly like a skinhead... think of the people he hurt in the name of Supremacy...'[/i][/color]

Again, Agni? Diego paused for a moment. Fortunately for him, Agni never beat around the bush. He could always see through his ruses. He wanted a fight - Diego wanted peace.... still, he knew that peace cannot always be attained with words. With someone like him, it had to be force. A sad truth. Nonetheless, Diego started taking steps towards Creed. The second he was in front of him, he crossed his arms. He gave him a narrow glare with his amber eyes. [color=f26522]"Listen, sir,"[/color] Diego said, [color=f26522]"You don't have to be so rough. He just got a little sneeze."[/color] He was trying to defuse the situation.

Creed slowly turned his head, almost mechanically. He looked down, locking eyes with the younger boy. Tan skin, triangle nose, short black hair. He looked a bit like a guy Creed knew, who'd show up at Immortals meetings occasionally. Unsurprisingly, Creed hated that guy too. Creed stared at him for a moment, sizing him up. It was rare that someone would confront him like this, even if they didn't know about his power. He wasn't itching for a fight, but a few people were looking, and Creed wasn't about to be the guy who gets pressed on the first day of school.

[color=#000000]"Listen, [i]sir[/i],"[/color] Creed said, furrowing his brow. [color=#000000]"I wasn't tryin' to start no shit."[/color] He stood up straighter, dropping his casual lean into a more aggressive stance -- His chest was puffed out, and his arms were pulled back a bit. [color=#000000]"Are [i]you[/i]?"[/color]

[color=a0410d][i]'Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha! Do it now, he's asking for it! Strike him down with all your strength, Diego! HAHAHAHAHA!'[/i][/color] Agni shouted into Diego's head, which sure as hell wasn't helping him think clearly.

Great, Creed was trying to shit-pick. Just what he expected the guy to do. Okay, he thought about it. Creed was much bigger than him, and probably a better fighter. Two years in prison made Diego tough too, but he doubted if he could match Creed physically. The only thing he could think of was matching him power-wise - and he still didn't know what ace Creed had. It felt scary... like prison all over again. One thing Diego knew is that he couldn't back off. He has to look equally strong. Therefore, his posture didn't change at all, he kept his arms tightly wrapped around himself. [color=f26522]"No, but I can finish anything you start."[/color] A simple way to put it.

Creed smirked, tilting his head with an audible crunch. [color=#000000]"This is me, starting it."[/color] His hands balled into fists, and he took a step forward. Almost instinctively, a few of the students around Diego and Creed took a few steps back, ready for the fight about to unfold. Whispers grew less quiet by the second as the two boys squared off, and a small circle formed around them.

[color=ec008c]"[i]Hahahah! Whoop his ass, Diego![/i]"[/color] Lupe shouted from the sidelines, egging both of them on.

[color=6ecff6]"... Need I remind the two of you the rather heavy consequences of a fight - especially in my class.."[/color] Adam spoke down to the two, from his stage. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression seemed tense. However, his body was unmoving [color=6ecff6]"First, I will [i]personally[/i] break up the fight, then I will [i]personally[/i] drag both of you to the detention center. Now, choose your next actions [i]very[/i] carefully, or else I will have no choice but to make an example out of the two of you."[/color]

Creed did not break his line of sight with Diego, but heard him clearly. He paused for a second, his attention rapidly darting back and forth between the positioning of Diego's hands, the noise of the crowd, and his teacher's words. Backing off might not make him look tough, but swinging and then getting manhandled by some guy in a wetsuit would make him look like a [i]bitch.[/i]

[color=#000000]"I'll see you in the arena, [i]bitch.[/i]"[/color] He spat on the ground between the two of them, and then brushed past him to the front of the crowd, nodding at Adam in a display of silent obedience.

As Creed walked off, and the crowd dispersed, Diego stood there, watching him. Silently. He was wondering if he even did the right thing here. Was he just acting stupid? What drove him to do this? He....

[color=a0410d][i]'You know exactly why boy...'[/i][/color] Agni started off his explanation. [color=a0410d]'You're violent as I am... you want to burn the world to ashes... Starting with him.'[/color] Agni started loudly laughing, a laughter that only he could hear.

[color=a0410d]'We'll see you in the arena alright...'[/color]