Spectrum's head shot up from the slumber of his pillow, his body covered in sweat while trying to catch his unsteady breathing...

'Not again.. not again...' The uneasy black wolf thought while clutching his head as images of that, thing he was in his dream, no; a nightmare of that laughter..

Mere moments after his breathing had calmed down, the annoying beeping of the alarm click next to the cherry wood nightstand. Blinking it's bright red at 6:00 AM.

"can these memories just stop..." Spectrum thought out loud before rubbing his eyes and getting out of bed. Being only in a pair of standard plaid light sky blue and dark grey pajama pants with red lining. Shutting his off alarm, putting his dark brown glasses on with clear lenses.

Soon enough exiting his room after a shower and brushing his fangs, emerging out of his room in a black hoodie that looks it had a logo on it which was faded. Underneath was a standard short sleeve black collared shirt with dark blue jeans with a belt of course. The thin wolf got into a pretty standard looking kitchen; oven, fridge, table, bowl of fruit,  and such.

An apple was all but Spectrum's breakfast, the young teenager wasn't late for school, being a Monday after all on Sept, the first day of school. Exciting right? Yeah nope, his foster parents were barely home any time during the year, always working away from home.

Mot to mention being in the town of Dragvile had pretty interesting rules,

No dragons

Was the most focused one, for unknown reasons, anything resembling a dragon was burned or discarded from town.

But why?

"Guess I should go.." Spectrum mumbled to himself,  riffling carefully through his box of school supplies; however something drawn the neglected boy upstairs and into his room.

What lay on his dresser was a standard duel disk which looked brand new.

It was a bit larger than average, which held three decks from within, including his extra deck.

Spectrum reached out to hold it gently, before that happened.. something else happened, his light blue eyes dulled as a wretched memory that refused to stay down resurfaced.

Flashback 3 years
(Warning, bloodshed is apparent, read at your own risk)

3 years... 3 years that fated day happened from today...

It was a usual day for everyone, writing notes, introductions, new lessons beginning, games and such.

A young cheerful yet shy wolf with black fur with an adorable little amount of neon blue bubblegum hair went up to his teacher from his desk, book laying open on the said wooden desk. As his classmates played a game of Duck Duck Goose, after getting infront of the teacher's desk who was named Ms Shunigoma.

"um... Ms Shuni?" the shy wolf asked while looking downwards, a bit nervous to ask her, twiddling with his glasses which looked large on the rather young fur

"Yes dear?" The elderly black panther asked with a soft smile, after looking up from her book

"can- may I borrow a bathroom pass?" The young wolf, otherwise known as Spectrum asked shyly

"You don't have to be shy dear, here you go, no dilly dallying" Ms Shunigoma handed her student the pass, waving with her usual kind smile that near anyone cherished

"Oh wait Spectrum dear, do you know where the washrooms are?" she once again asked, with her student replying with a cheerful smile and and a "yep!" before leaving the classrooms, hurrying to the washrooms. Passing by plenty of lockers while walking quickly

Timeskip

"this is a big building.." Spectrum's young mind thought out loud, looking confused as cracks started appearing on the walls by the exits, walking over to them while touching it curiously. Quickly covering his ears at sudden alarms going off, whimpering in fear as large numbers of rubble collapsed within multiple hallways.

The last thing he'd seen was a huge piece of stone falling

Screams of pure terror filled every classroom as a earth shattering roar was heard from above. Creaks and cracks were heard or seen from all over the school building. The walls, ceilings, basement. Everywhere...

Several class fills tried leaving quickly to avoid all the sudden falls of rubble, most kids were sobbing from not wanting to die, just wanting their precious mommies or daddies. That however cost several furs their lives from staying anywhere within this, redesign of an shattering earthquake....

Sirens were soon enough heard soon enough, police cars, ambulances, fire trucks skidded on the track field, each and everyone viewing this expressions turned from shock to horror while the stone fortress of an school collapsed as nothing more than a rickety bridge. A dust cloud blocking everyone's vision. Soon enough.. it all settled, the crashing stopped; replaced by a deafening silence..

"Let's move it people!" An middle aged golden bobcat with a silver badge which clearly read Chief Falion.

Several doors opened quickly as all sorts of furs hurried out of these emergency vehicles. Rushing towards this wreckage, all knew some have already perished, plenty of furs praying that a large number of souls still remained...

Several hours passed.. not a single alive body to be found, most discovered bodies were unrecognizable.

The school was blocked off by many police vehicles. Not wanting any civilians to do anything irrational in this crisis. No one could see beyond these emergency vehicles, however there was an opening for ambulances, any and all at the ready, back doors wide open.

Any and all parents who were able arrived, tears staining all their faces. Some have already knew it was their child from either a bracelet, or obvious piece of clothing worn that day...

A game of life or death, when one is saved, five others have already died...

"I got a kid! Get a med team, over here now!!" A polar bear yelled towards near anyone at this point. Pushing a large amount of rubble off a young black wolf. Using all the strength in his large white arms to just hold the rubble off this poor lad. Who

This wolf's arms and legs looked bled badly, bruises all over; clothes as well his fur stained with blood, measly covered by dust. Still gripping that bathroom pass..

Two paramedics immediately rushed to the two with an yellow stretcher in hands. Not wasting any time, but being careful about it. Loading the bloody wolf onto this stretcher.
A fast paced trip towards the hospital with loud sirens, brights flashing lights casting across the setting sun. The one paramedic trying to keep this unconscious kid alive

The one ambulances departure seemed to have triggered a strange occurrence. A buzzing simliar to one of drill's enumerated from below large pieces of rubble before a giant green mechanical drill emerged from out of it's pile of demise. Soon enough following by a mechanical gold dragon with a red bandsaw on it's right hand

Moments after it did, a majestic looking birdwomen rose with two unconscious bird children, both looking to have minor injuries. Cradling them closely like she was their mother, or protector.

This birdwomen like creature stood on her feet, soon enough walking slow to not alarm anyone in cause a panic may begin. The golden mechanical dragon slowly followed behind this lady like figure, obvious concerned for their well being.

Soon enough, this female bird figure placed these two children on smooth, unscathed grass.

Both the golden dragon and majestic birdwoman nodded to one another before disappearing. Several medics immediately got over to the duo.

One was a royal blue feathered boy with red feathers around his eyes and tip Idaho's head, while the other looked to be a swallow tail with purple feathers around her eyes, like makeup. Both looking about the same age which was thought of eight, the 'lombardi' having distinctive purple clothing on while the swallow tail wore a rose like red, very minor bruises casted over their bodies.

Luckily both were stable, making three to have been found alive from this tragic event, was it terrorism?

The two bird like children held each other's hands enough through being unconscious. Having to sadly be separated from loading into an ambulance...

(Yes I made a Star Fox reference in it.)

End Flashback

Spectrum came back to reality as his clock read 7:30. The mechanical disk still gripped within his shaky hands, yet everything else felt like a blur

'Time to leave, I suppose' the black furred wolf thought, slipping his dueling device within his pocket. Usually he never even touches it, however something told him that he'd need it for today..

With his dark grey duffle black slung over his shoulders, Spect left his home with a unsure look plastered on his face, unsure about his first day at Barking Composite School, otherwise known as BCS. His house slowly getting farther and farther away with each passing step he took.

(that was a long chapter.. how was it? If there's any mistakes let me know please. Have yourself a good day/night  ^^