First Sortie
Title: Attack on the School: First sortie
Author: andersenmom
Claim: Coed School
Prompt: Table 4: 32 - Crystal
Fandom: rpf: Coed School
Rating: G
Word Count: 407
Summary: They meet the people trying to get in.
Notes/Warnings: Part of the Mutant!verse created by dizzy_grace and I.
Written for 50ficlets.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not true.
Table
Previous: Fair Warning
Taewoon, Yoosung, HwaYoung, I need you three on the back porch by the school.
A moment ago, HyoYoung and KwangHaeng had dashed out of the study room, and Hyewon had vanished. Not one of them had said a word, but now he guessed he understood. HyoYoung was heading up toward what she called the control room, and… the director obviously wanted Hyewon and KwangHaeng for something.
Taewoon closed his book and headed for the door, sharing a look with Yoosung. It was a bit ominous that they wanted him out there, to be honest. HwaYoung made sense, and Taewoon himself made sense, but…
Well, they’d figure it out.
“I’ll open the door,” HwaYoung said, slipping past the two of them as they paused and looked out. People were close to the porch already, looking ready for anything, but unarmed. Which meant their weapons were like their own. So HwaYoung should be okay. Right? She didn’t actually wait for either of them to answer her and opened the door, standing in the middle of the doorway.
It surprised the men so much that Taewoon had time to reach around her and blast one of them, knocking him back and down. A shimmering shield went up around the remainder. “Oh, that’s not nice,” HwaYoung muttered.
“Get them off the porch and far enough away that I can reach the ground,” Yoosung said.
“Can do,” TaeWoon said. “You want to make sure they don’t hit him?” he asked HwaYoung.
“She’ll kill me,” HwaYoung said, but Taewoon had already ducked around her. He shot concussion beams at the shield, pushing it backwards as he moved forward.
“Unless their shield is different than Dana-noona’s, then they can’t do anything through the shield,” Taewoon said.
It took a while, but suddenly Yoosung had dropped to the porch, his hand on the grass. There was a rumble of earth, the crystal of the pool behind the shield shuddering, and then screams as the shield and the people behind it vanished into the pit he’d opened up.
TaeWoon dusted his hands together. “Nice work,” he said.
Hyewon snapped into view. “Everything under control here?”
“Yes,” Yoosung said. “Why?”
“They need Taewoon-oppa by the garage.”
“Leave HwaYoung with me, she can make sure nothing reaches me, and I’ll do the same for her.”
“Okay,” Hyewon said, and held out her hand. Taewoon took it and the back porch blinked out of sight.
Author: andersenmom
Claim: Coed School
Prompt: Table 4: 32 - Crystal
Fandom: rpf: Coed School
Rating: G
Word Count: 407
Summary: They meet the people trying to get in.
Notes/Warnings: Part of the Mutant!verse created by dizzy_grace and I.
Written for 50ficlets.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not true.
Table
Previous: Fair Warning
Taewoon, Yoosung, HwaYoung, I need you three on the back porch by the school.
A moment ago, HyoYoung and KwangHaeng had dashed out of the study room, and Hyewon had vanished. Not one of them had said a word, but now he guessed he understood. HyoYoung was heading up toward what she called the control room, and… the director obviously wanted Hyewon and KwangHaeng for something.
Taewoon closed his book and headed for the door, sharing a look with Yoosung. It was a bit ominous that they wanted him out there, to be honest. HwaYoung made sense, and Taewoon himself made sense, but…
Well, they’d figure it out.
“I’ll open the door,” HwaYoung said, slipping past the two of them as they paused and looked out. People were close to the porch already, looking ready for anything, but unarmed. Which meant their weapons were like their own. So HwaYoung should be okay. Right? She didn’t actually wait for either of them to answer her and opened the door, standing in the middle of the doorway.
It surprised the men so much that Taewoon had time to reach around her and blast one of them, knocking him back and down. A shimmering shield went up around the remainder. “Oh, that’s not nice,” HwaYoung muttered.
“Get them off the porch and far enough away that I can reach the ground,” Yoosung said.
“Can do,” TaeWoon said. “You want to make sure they don’t hit him?” he asked HwaYoung.
“She’ll kill me,” HwaYoung said, but Taewoon had already ducked around her. He shot concussion beams at the shield, pushing it backwards as he moved forward.
“Unless their shield is different than Dana-noona’s, then they can’t do anything through the shield,” Taewoon said.
It took a while, but suddenly Yoosung had dropped to the porch, his hand on the grass. There was a rumble of earth, the crystal of the pool behind the shield shuddering, and then screams as the shield and the people behind it vanished into the pit he’d opened up.
TaeWoon dusted his hands together. “Nice work,” he said.
Hyewon snapped into view. “Everything under control here?”
“Yes,” Yoosung said. “Why?”
“They need Taewoon-oppa by the garage.”
“Leave HwaYoung with me, she can make sure nothing reaches me, and I’ll do the same for her.”
“Okay,” Hyewon said, and held out her hand. Taewoon took it and the back porch blinked out of sight.