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Steed turned around.

"What-the-hell-was-that?" he said loudly enunciating each word hard.

He ran outside.

"Those boys had better not have damaged my motorcycle!!!!" He roared.

"TY-RAN!!!" he said in a Mr.Spacely tone when he saw his motorcycle slightly damaged, he shook his fist at Tyran.

Walking over to the Tyrans' he said angerly

"What the hell is your problem, you not only leveled half the school, but you damaged my bike!"


He flicked his cigar into the snow on the ground and rubbed it in with his boot.

Gradually Mitsuki gained consciousness, and she got unsteadily to her feet. There were several bleeding scratches on her body, including a large gash on her forehead. A clone appeared, supporting her as she walked to the gaping hole where the frotn doors had once been. The clone led her outside, over to where the two Tyrans were.

The look in her eyes screamed bloody murder, but instead she temporarily controlled her anger and looked at the headmaster. "My clones can fix this up in a few hours...Don't worry about that...But, please inform these two idiots that, unless there's another battle going on, I don't plan on getting knocked out again...And there will be another battle if they don't cut it out..." She said, getting that look in her eyes that sends fear into the hearts of others. She was alread ticked off, and those two ruining things wasn't helping at all.

"Don't litter Masterson, I mean really." He picked it up and zapped it with a bolts of energy, setting it on fire rather than lighting it back up. "... never mind, out of my way, I have to kill myself." With that, he dashed off in search of his younger self to kill him, or worse... if that were possible. Mean while, the younger Tyran ran into Kyosuke and Runa.

"Oh hi, I'm new here, if some purple headed maniac comes blasting down this hall destroying everything in his path, you never saw me." Before he could even take another step, Kyosuke's heart beat stopped. "It's Tyran!" Kyosuke shouted as he dashed down the hall and out from the rubble. Runa then said, very directly, "You're cute." The younger Tyran was setback by this, blushing slight saying, "Wah?"

"What? No, I'm J. Allen Steed the writer. I believe you have me confused with someone else. Masterson died, it's on record. Remember?
And as for the bike, I'll do it myself."

He took his motorcycle and wheeled what was left of it into the garage. Removing his coat and scarf, he went and started to work on fixing it.

He began by removing the parts that needed to be undented and then pounded the dents out. The clones joined him and it made the whole experience quicker.

He decided to add a feature to the bike making it fly. This took longer, but it would be worth it when the time came.

Spending the next three hours alone with the clones, they fixed the bike and added a self starting feature which he could control by remote. (He synched this with the remote and the garage door contraption as well as the flying feature.)
Building a whole new remote, he put his coat on and his scarf and went back upstairs in the castle, (what was left of it anyway).

A little while later she wakes up right where she was and closes her dorm door grabbing her guitar on the way out with a notepad and sits outside on a bench writing a song.

From the window Steed watched Shizumi play. There was still snow on the ground and the sky had been a stone gray all day and it was getting to be a darker color. It was freezing cold outside.

"She reminds me so much of Mika..." he thought as he put his arms behind his back.