Gertrude walks Clarice down to the headmistress's office. In the corners of the hallway - Claire can be seen stalking them, bouncing from corner to corner every time one of them looks back. Gertrude and Clarice finally enter the office, leaving Claire behind. Her eyes kept darting to her surroundings, only to find out that the student council's office was just beside it, and the door was left open. Stealthily she entered the office. However once she got in, she heard a group of students closing in on the room, she frantically searched for a spot to hide, that's when she found a cabinet sitting behind the wall, next to the headmistress's office.
Student council finally entered the room and Claire was nowhere to be seen
On the other side of the room Ms. Song is seen signing some paperwork. Ms. Song notices them "What is it Gertrude?"
"Headmistress, the girl's sister… she's back"
This made her take her glasses off, carefully drop the pen, then clasps her fingers to square her posture. "Clarice will you promptly wait for us outside, I'll call you when I'm readyr"
Clarice was pushed all the way out, then she waits patiently outside
Claire also hears these words even while inside the cabinet
While the two were alone in the office, both sides could hear Gertrude's voice
"Ah! AaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHH! *gasp* HA! HAAaaaaaaa…"
escalating until a muffled scream was heard, and it progressively toned down to a wheeze.
The twins' faces shot up in shock from what they just heard
One of the students on Claire's side briefly murmured "Yikes, ever since Ms. Song got that makeover, people have been screaming in her office lately"
Due to shock, Claire's face shot up even more.
A muffled voice sounded right behind the door "Come in Clarice!"
She was greeted by Ms. Song on the doorway, once Clarice enters the room, as she looks around- she discovers Gertrude's lifeless body, drained of all her fluids, slumped over the chair in front of the desk.
Her eyes shot up, jowls dropped
Ms. Song clicked the lock shut, then lazily wiped a smear of blood from her chin with her thumb.
Clarice's lips quiver "w- why?"
"Why not? She's become a liability on our end, I tasked her to look after your sister in Cydonia. Then what did she do? Nothing… absolutely nothing! But you… you have been you've been the sharpest among them little Phoenix"
With her hands shaking, Clarice had her eyes glued onto Gertrude's corpse
"Clarice~"
She just kept staring
"CLARICE!"
The voice was loud enough to snap her look towards Ms. Song
"Sit down dear"
She reluctantly dragged her feet to the chair opposite the desk.
"Don't worry dear, I won't hurt you"
She gradually relaxes her shoulders as she takes a seat. But then Clarice's stomach unexpectedly grumbles
Ms. Song whispered softly "Are you hungry?"
Clarice just pursed her lips and looked down.
Ms. Song pulled out her phone and speed-dialed her personnel "Hello Regina, it's almost lunch and I'm going to need two samples…
Oh because I have a special guest- she is extra hangry…
…oh! Almost forgot! Make this pair extra plump alright? Make sure it's the loud ones, they always pack the sweetest substance!...
Tnankies~<3"
The call ended
Clarice stammered while looking at Ms. Song "Wh- who was that?"
Ms. Song switches her eyes to Clarice, with her eyebrows stretched outward - relaxing them to a slant on her temples, along with a soft smile "You know what's the best part of Noctum?"
A brief silence struck the room, Ms. Song breaks it
"You can tell the intentions of anyone through their heartbeat, yours is galloping like a horse"
Clarice scoffed "Ha! After what you did to sister Gertrude? Who wouldn't? Why did you call me here exactly?"
Ms. Song faces her entire body towards her "I rite of passage my dear; sometimes you have to close a door to open a window. In your case you have always left your door open, and your windows closed."
She shakes her head as she sways her hand "What I'm saying is…: You need to let Claire go"
Clarice looks to the side looking away from Ms. Song while she sharply sighs. A small frown curls on her lips.
Knock knock knock
Suddenly someone knocked on the door
"Come in!" Ms. Song quickly turns around
Whom opened the door was a nurse, pushing it with her trunk - pulling a person tied on a wheelchair as their face was covered by a sack. Then came in another nurse with also a person tied to a wheelchair whilst the face is covered as well. Both of them seem to be boys, but the other has long blonde hair.
The nurses line them up side by side, as they finally take the boys' masks off. The boy with the shorter hair was just a random student, as his mouth was muzzled shut, muffling his words to incoherence as he looked around with his eyes bulging wide.
Next, the other nurse unmasked a long-haired blonde
Clarice's eyes shot up as she immediately started sweating bullets "Donovan?!"
"Oh! So you know this rat?" She closes in on him, then she starts squeezing his cheeks "He was caught stealing from the campus pantry, taking more for one person - as punish this past week we've been force feeding him at least 10,000 calories a day"
Donovan's eyes were glued to Clarice as he sweats profusely
"Clarice, take this one. I'll handle the other" Ms. Song walked in front of the random student and sat on his thighs facing him eye to eye. She caresses his cheek right before she draws her face close to his.
Brushing past his cheek, Ms. Song started to sink her fangs onto his neck. The tips began to sink under his skin as the student started to squirm his torso to buck off Ms. Song, along with muffled distressing cries.
Cupping her hands on the back of his head, she pulls him in, fully embedding her fangs on his neck. Muffled screams can be heard as he tries to squirm out of her grip. Slowly his body began to drain, while Ms. Song was moaning and her pupils dilated - rolling to the back of her head. Then the student's body began to deflate like a balloon.
In the other room, Claire heard everything, yet quickly shutting her mouth with her hands before she could let out a gasp. Sweating profusely; she continues to listen.
Donovan saw the entire scene, with his eyes shot open, sweat just kept pouring down on his face, switching her eyes to Clarice. His eyes slanted outward, his breaths got heavier, he shook his head looking away from the both of them.
Finally Ms. Song releases her jaw from the students neck; a few drops of blood shed down from her lips, sharply sighing. While Ms. Song stands up from the student's deflated lifeless body, she says
"Well how about that… You know despite my age I have quite a good memory, because these faces are quite familiar in the Welfare Trials. Though I think this one isn't a part of your team"
Clarice stammered while slowly turning her eyes towards Ms. Song "Y- y- you were watching us? This whole time?"
She scoffed "Pfft! Of course! A good leader should always oversee what's happening below; just to keep the gears running smoothly! Also I loved your work with Reyna, but if I'm cut-sure… that was more of an act of desperation, yes?"
Squeezing her eyebrows upward, Clarice glances to her back where Ms. Song as she pursed her lips. She faces Ms. Song talking to her whilst avoiding her eyes "I can't do this…" she glances back at Donovan, then back to Ms' Snog "he's… my friend"
Ms. Song answers with a soft motherly smile…
"I know"
Clarice's face shot up as her jaw dropped with a ragged breath.
Donovan's eyes stretched open as he heard those words.
Ms. Song shrugged "Well what are you waiting for?" slowly creeping up a smile as he grey eyes started to faintly glow
"Dig in!"
Clarice turned her body facing Donovan. Slowly. With her hands quivering, she grabbed Donovan by the shoulders
He looked up at her face as his tears were welling up whilst shaking his head. Panting frantically as he squirms, shackled onto the wheelchair
Reluctantly, Clarice straddles both of her legs in between Donovan's legs. Under his muzzle he began letting out distressing muffled whimpers, this time aggressively shaking his head in refusal. Both of them lock eyes; Donovan's were shot wide open as his tears were already dripping down his cheeks, while Clarice - frowning as her pupils were quivering and the end of her eyebrows slanted down.
Clarice bites her lip, her hand trembling as he caresses Donovan's cheek, after that he has calmed down for a brief second. Right before Clarice opens her mouth revealing the serpent like fangs fold out from the ceiling of her mouth. Donovan closes his eyes as a single tear runs down his cheek.
As Clarice draws her face closer to his neck, he could feel the cold breath as his eyes shut even tighter. Her jaw quivers as she unhinges it. She drew closer…
And closer…
Until her fangs finally touch the surface of his skin
"I- I can't do it… I'm sorry Ms. Song"
Pushing Donovan away with both arms as she was still sitting on her legs.
Donovan sighed under his muzzle, his body dropping down as he sighs.
Ms. Song loudly clicks her tongue exclaiming "Just bite him! you've done it once, you can certainly do it again!"
Clarice shook her head "I'm sorry- it's just- I wouldn't have made it in the trials, without them…"
Donovan squints his eyes as he smiles under the muzzle
"And I chose you for the trials!" she swiftly swipes Donovan on the face with her claws. He loudly whimpered as blood began to drip down from the fresh lacerations.
Wiping the blood with her thumb, Ms. Song smeared the blood onto Clarice's lip. Recoiling she swats away her hands, however her pupils began to dilate, the world around her started to look sharper, her breaths got heavier, and her stomach grumbled louder. The stench of blood impregnates her lungs as it activates neurons in her mind.
Mouth open, fangs out, he stares down at Donovan dolling, as her eyes glow a sapphire blue.
You could see in Donovan's hands, he was trembling in fear.
With a low, broken moan, Clarice grabbed his face, violently turned it to the side, and sank all of her teeth deep into his neck.
Donovan's muffled screams echoed through the room as she wrapped her arms around him like a vice, claws digging into his back as it bled. She drank greedily, moaning in shameful pleasure while his body jerked and thrashed against the restraints.
In the next room, the Student Council fell completely silent, glancing at each other, visibly distressed. Claire, still hidden in the cabinet, pressed her ear harder against the wall, her face pale with horror, jaw hanging open. Her sweat dripped down the floor as she quickly shut her own mouth right before she could squeal a sound.
The screams gradually fizzle out with each passing second, but Clarice's moans increasingly get louder, then finally…
Sucking off the very last drop, she slowly pulled her maw out from his neck, as strings of blood and saliva stretched from her lips, sighing with relief. Looking at his neck, Clarice left a nasty bite mark, not just the fangs but all of her teeth- yes this includes the lower jaw.
A mixture of blood and saliva dripped down at the ends of her lips, while her face was still blushing out of pleasure.
Ms. Song holds her shoulder from behind "So… how does it feel, when the food is served not on the floor, but on a silver platter?"
Clarice looks at herself in the reflection of Donovan's lifeless eyes
"Euphoric…"