It all started when they were walking to target practice, as they were walking a seven tail walked by and mumbled something.

“What was that?” Drake asked

Looking back and seeing Drake was only a four tail, even if he had eight rings, he was only a four tail. So he became confident that if they started a fight he would win even though Drake was giving off an intimidating feeling. He felt that his power difference would make up for that.

“I said ‘nice ass’ to your friend. You can continue on your way and leave her behind now.” Mathias said full of confidence.

Alina was annoyed at the comment, but she just blew it off.

“Come on Drake, just ignore him.” She said disgusted.

But it was too late, Drake was pissed and she was able to feel his killing intent. Before she could even look at him or get him to move he pulled his arm out of her grip and started walking over to the seven tail.

“What you gana do big boy?” Mathias asked sarcastically.

But Drake said nothing, just kept walking towards him. Mathias got ready for a fight, but noticed Drakes eyes had changed. Before he could even say anything about it, he was rocked with a punch. Drake hit a lot harder than he was expecting, and knew that Drake was no normal four tail.

Before Mathias could even turn his head back to look at Drake, Drake had grabbed him in a Muay Thai grip and pulled his head down. He then lifted his knee up and slammed Mathias on the side of his chin hard enough to send him in the air. Using his tails though, Mathias regained balance midair and landed fine. Without a pause he started to attack Drake, who dodged everything thrown at him. At this point Drake had realized he was able to see Mathias’s aura and inner energy, but didn’t realize that was why he was able to dodge everything. None the less, he used his ability and saw a punch coming from the left. It was a throwless punch, meaning the seven tail didn’t swing his arm back at all, and it was fast. Drake caught it with his left hand and raised his right hand to break the seven tails elbow. With the crunch of Mathias’s arm breaking, Drake turned around, grabbed Mathias under the armpit and threw him to the ground. Then Drake took out his black blade and stabbed it through the arm, but not so that he cut off the arm, but to pin it to the ground. Before Mathias could even react, Drake stomped on his face and knocked him out. Drake wasn’t done however, and started to beat in his face.

Alina, noticing Mathias was knocked out and that a crowd was forming, tried to tackle Drake to get him off. He saw it coming though and leaned out of the way. As soon as he sat back up he grabbed Mathias’s face and slammed it to the ground, cracking the skull. Everyone around him now knew Mathias was done, but were too afraid of the energy Drake was giving off since he was still pissed, and wanted more blood. He threw his arm up to swing it back down full force, but Alina threw a rock at him to stop him. She knew a full force punch from Drake would kill Mathias. When the rock hit him he glared at who threw it with murderous and cold eyes. That stare scared Alina, but when he realized it was Alina, his eyes changed back and he stopped unleashing his murderous aura.

He looked down at Mathias and saw his face was all mangled. Drake had broken his nose pretty bad, his right eye was already swollen shut, and his left eye seemed to be crushed. His right cheek was badly swollen, and his jaw looked to be broken. Drake stood up slowly while smiling his sadistic grin, but was still pretty pissed. However, he had calmed down enough to pull his sword out of Mathias’s arm, and to his disappointment Mathias didn’t even react. Drake had done too much damage, and Mathias was completely unconscious. Before he could even sheath his sword, several armored personnel showed up.

“Stop right there Drake!” One of them shouted

“You’re surrounded!” One shouted.

Drake looked around, then down at his chest to see a bunch of laser dots on him.

“Drop the sword. NOW!” Another personnel shouted.

“You really think you can stop me?” Drake asked starting to lose it again.

“Yes. Drop it now!” The first one answered.

Annoyed, Drake did as he was told and dropped the blade which landed with a thud.

“Just how heavy is that thing?” Drake heard someone whisper in the crowd.

Drake then noticed the crowd. He was in such a rage that he didn’t notice all the people around him and he tensed up. Alina knew what was happening, and she had to get him out of there fast before he completely snapped again, because the next time there will be casualties. She ran over to him and grabbed his hand.

“Sorry I’m borrowing him.” She exclaimed and ran off dragging Drake behind her.

The crowd and the personnel were just confused. Why did she take off with him and leave his sword behind? Who the hell is she? They had no idea, but one personnel had the common sense to chase after the two. She didn’t have to run far when she saw Drake sitting and Alina holding his head against hers. She looked at the number of tails he had and saw only five. She wondered how a five tail did that number to a seven tail, and then she recognized who he was. He was one of the two students Jeff is training, and he only takes the cream of the crop. But still, fighting and beating someone with such a power gap was unusual. Then she remembered about the different tiers of tails. So in retrospect, a two cat tail difference wasn’t really that big of a gap.

“Hey Drake, you know you’re under arrest for what just happened right?” She asked calmly as she walked up to them.

Drake turned around, still angry about what had happened, and shot her a cold look. She froze in her tracks feeling like he would kill her if she got any closer. She then saw Alina slicing her hand under her neck to signal not yet. Alina had a worried look on her face, and was still trying to get him to calm down. The message was received, but the personnel couldn’t walk back empty handed.

“My name is Amanda, please Drake I don’t want to anger you farther.” She said with a gentle tone

Drake didn’t care though; he still had his rage and was seconds from blowing up again as he thought about the prick who said that crap to Alina.

“Take another step, and you will be his replacement.” Drake said coldly

This caused Amanda to stop in her tracks again. Drake then turned back to Alina who started talking to him, but Amanda couldn’t hear what they were saying. All Alina was saying though was that it’s ok and that she was there. She had never seen Drake so mad before, and really had no way of dealing with the rage. His fear of crowds is easy; get him out of the crowd, but this… How do you calm a rage like this? With his rage building again, his aura vision came back. But since he was looking down, Alina didn’t see the eye change. Amanda, realizing Drake couldn’t see her anymore, tried to walk forward.

“I thought I said I would kill you if you came closer.” Drake said coldly and he reached for his other sword.

Amanda was shocked, she hadn’t even taken a step yet, but he still responded.

“Drake, she hasn’t moved.” Alina said concerned.

“She took a fucking step! I saw her!” Drake said pissed.

Amanda got the hint, her life was more valuable than bringing him in. But how did he see her, better yet how did he know she was going to take a step before she even did? She figured she would leave that for later.

“She disappeared now, is she gone?” Drake asked before Alina could say anything about him seeing her the first time.

“No, she’s still here, but she hasn’t moved yet. I swear.” Alina responded.

“What’s going on here?” Jeff asked as he walked up to Alina.

“Drake almost killed a seven tail. Sir!” Amanda reported to Jeff

“Blah blah, don’t call me sir. I hate that.” Jeff responded

“Yes s… uummm” Amanda started

“Just call me Jeff you stupid bitch. Anyway, what did the seven tail do to set Drake off?” Jeff asked

“I don…” Amanda started but was cut off.

“Wasn’t asking you, of course you wouldn’t know. I’m asking the one always by his side.” Jeff cut off.

“He said he liked my ass, and told Drake to leave me with him in a vulgar way.” Alina responded.

Hearing that only set Drake in a rage.

“Where is that bitch? I’ll fucking murder him!” Drake demanded.

“Calm down, if what you said…” Jeff started

“Don’t stop me Snowball!” Drake cut him off.

Jeff didn’t even bother with another word. He just walked over to Drake who stood up as well. Drake was a few inches shorter than Jeff, even though he is still tall compared to most of the other GenOpS. But Jeff just grabbed his throat and headbutted Drake.

“Got something to say little shit?!” Jeff demanded.

Drake was grabbing Jeffs arm to try to stop the choking, but Jeff was too strong. So Drake tapped his arm to signal he gave up and Jeff let go.

“Yer late to practice. Get yourself together an’ hurry up dumbass.” Jeff said as he walked away.

“Uumm sir, about his punishment?” Amanda asked

“I’ll investigate it later and deal with him appropriately then. But I recommend all personnel leave him alone when he is mad. If you didn’t realize, he is very violent and has no qualms with killing. He feels no regret, nor any kind of remorse. If anything, he will enjoy watching you suffer and struggle before death. He won’t hesitate when he’s in a good mood, and I really don’t want to see what he will do when he is mad.” Jeff explained and walked off.

Amanda not too sure what to do, looked back at Drake and Alina. She got the chills when Drake shot her a look out of the corner of his eye and she left to explain what Jeff had just said.

“How were you able to see her?” Alina asked Drake to change the subject.

“I don’t know. It was weird, I was just able to see her figure behind me. But it was like a pink energy. And I saw the same thing around the guy I was just fighting. But his looked different and was a red color.” Drake responded.

“Huh… that’s cool though!” Alina said excited.

“Kinda like mine, only he can see farther…” She thought to herself

“Ya, it looked like I was seeing their energy or something.” Drake said.

After a few more minutes, Drake had calmed down enough to go collect his other sword, and get to training. When they got to where his sword was left behind, the crowd was still there, and the couple couldn’t figure out why. When they got closer, they saw others trying to pick up Drakes sword… and failing horribly. Some of the GenOpS were able to lift it up, but couldn’t hold it for long, and none of the normal humans could even get the hilt off the ground. Still, people touching his sword pissed Drake off and he unleashed his blood lust again. Even normal humans felt a sense of dread and turned around to see Drake standing there. Most of the crowd scattered, but the few who remained did so because they were frozen in fear.

He then walked up to his sword and casually sheathed it as if it weighed nothing. And go figure, Drake was an intimidating looking guy. He now stands over six feet tall with medium long, naturally spikey silver hair, silver eyes that are always glaring, and a muscle structure that is rarely seen since he always wears baggy clothing. But every single muscle is so defined that some of the muscle fibers are visible through the skin, not even counting the blood vessels that could be seen pulsing. The scary part is that he isn’t thick at all, but extremely cut up. He weighs in at one hundred and sixty-five pounds, though according to Dr. Snow he should be over two tons; plus he usually gave off a bad energy anyway, which made most people avoid him if they could. After he sheathed his blade Alina grabbed his arm, in part to stop him if he snapped again, and they walked off to training.