Destiny and Ori followed the two boys into the truck's bed. The group had to shuffle around a bit to make sure Ori had enough space to sit, but they made it work. After confirming they were all comfortable, Terry drove off. He did his best to keep the ride smooth, but there were plenty of bumps and pot holes he had to avoid. The pungent scent of diesel was mixed with the the cool wind that whipped through through the students' hair. "Sorry about the bumps, kids!" Terry called out. "There should be some marshmallows back there. Help yourselves! Ain't much, but should help past the time!" Looking down, Reno quickly spotted the unopened bag of marshmallows.  "Ah, nice," With a hum, he picked up up the bad and tore it open in one smooth motion. He reached in, putting one marshmallow in each hand. A light orange flame ignited around the fingers that held the marshmellows, cooking them. The smell of toasting marshmallows overwhelmed the diesel smell, and the sounds of the crackling of fire filled the air. After a few seconds, he had two perfectly toasted marshmellows. He popped one in without hesitation. "Not bad. I shoulda burned it more though," He shrugged. "Anyone want thi---" Destiny's hand lashed out like a whip, snatching the marshmallow out of Reno's hand. She munched at it daintly. She probably would have been considered cute if it wasn't for her manic question not even a few minutes ago.  Reno reached back into the bag, once again grabbing two marshmallows and cooking them again. He looked to Blake and Ori, holding out a toasted treat for both of them. "Well, do you guys want one?"  Whether they took one or not, the truck still kept rolling. The road eventually smoothed out, and the forest gave way to civilization. The forests were replaced by beaten up, dirty houses. Those houses were quickly replaced by cleaner houses and buildings. Though many were empty, it did look like a small town.  The truck came to a halt at a traffic light. As they waited for the lights, a police car pulled up next to the truck. Of course, having people in the bed of the truck was very dangerous. In the event of a wreck, the students could get extremely hurt, or even killed. In most places, that wouldn't fly.  The cops didn't even look up at them.  The light turned green, and Terry took a right, driving across a bridge. The water below was so far down that the students couldn’t even hear the water rushing downstream.  After crossing the bridge, it only took a few more minutes of driving before the truck pulled into a large parking lot. There were a few cars scattered around the parking lot, all looking a little beat up. Some construction equipment was in the far corner of the parking lot, likely to help finish building the place.  “Well, here we are, kids,” Terry commented as he parked the truck. “Feel free to do whatever. If you want a ride back to school, I’ll be heading back in like…” He paused, rubbing his chin. “Actually, no, you’d only get like an hour or two if we did that. I’ll tell you what, how about at sunset, I’ll pick you all up here, alright?” From there, he headed into the community rec center. The four were free to go where they wanted.  Looking out from the parking lot, they could see what appeared to be a small shopping center. About six small stores were situated around a corner. They seemed to range from ice cream shops, to specialty foods, and a game store.  A little further down, they could see a movie theater. If they had the money, they could catch a movie for sure. And beyond that, there was a Malwart Supercenter. If they followed Terry inside, then they would find themselves in a lobby. Looking around, they could easily spot the way to the locker rooms, and the way to an indoor running track, a weight room, and a pool.  They would also see several unfinished rooms, taped off and still being constructed. However, they would also notice a strange man slipping past the tape. No one seemed to notice him, and by now, Terry had disappeared to a different part of the building.  In the end, the students were left to their own devices. Their choices will form their own story. Two gigantic fists slammed down on top of Nalu. The approaching Flynn could see Nalu’s head splatter, blobs of liquid being thrown around. However… she seemed fine. The place when the man had slammed was now a blob of aqueous material.  The large man let out a growl of confusion. He slammed down again. And again. And again! Like a hammer, the man’s fists tried to bury Nalu into the earth.  But Nalu wasn’t a nail. No, she was water. The man’s fists simply sent ripples through Nalu’s half melted body. It didn’t seem as if she even felt a single blow.  Feeling frustrated, the man opened his mouth and went right for Nalu’s neck, trying to bite her!  Meanwhile, the blonde haired girl ripped off one of her sleeves, wrapping it around the point the crazy delinquent had bit her. What the hell was all that? "You there, could you be a peach and get my bag? It's over there hanging from that chair, the one with the rabbit pins on it."  The blonde haired girl looked over to Theodora, blinking in confusion. She quickly scanned over the chairs and found the bag.  “Yeah, you got it,” The girl grabbed the bag, slinging it over her shoulder. She then grabbed the chair, folding it up and holding it like a weapon. Gritting her teeth, she ran over to Theodore. A delinquent ran right at the blonde haired girl to attack her, but this time she was ready. She swung the metal chair with all her might, nailing the delinquent right in the face. A loud metallic clang rang out, and a face shaped dent was left in the chair.  Despite this great blow, the delinquent was not knocked out. However, they did fall over long enough for the girl to reach Theodore.  “There! What do you need this for anyways?” she asked. The delinquent Theodore had wrapped up thrashed wildly, almost foaming at the mouth with rage. If the two looked closely, they’d see a trait shared among all the other attacking delinquents.  Bloodshot eyes with red irises.  Catherine would see the delinquent she used as a weapon slowly getting up off the ground. Their body looked as if it would give out at any moment, and yet they managed to get back up. Their movements were stiff and jerky, like a puppet played by an amatuer. As they stood up, they grabbed the other delinquent by the collar. They twisted their entire body, raising their unconscious ally over their head. Space itself felt like it contorted as the delinquent drew back like a bow. With power far exceeding that of a normal person, they threw their ally with all their might at Catherine. The delinquent arrow shot straight for Catherine’s head. Flynn would feel two arms attempting to wrap around him. The delinquent  that tried to punch his mask was back! He managed to cross the distance Flynn had sent him in the short time between that and Flynn attempting to help Nalu.  That seemed way too fast for a normal person.  With his years of experience, Flynn could easily deduce what his opponent wanted. They were going for the classic German Suplex! As these battles raged on, it seemed the school finally noticed. An older man began to approach the group from the back doors of the school. However, it was obvious he would not get there in time to stop anything.  Perhaps sometimes never was better than late.    OOC