What truly makes you special...

You finish up your meal and chat with two of the most important people in your life, the cafeteria slowly returning to normal. It's old news that you and Adolpha had a falling out, and while news about what caused it is fresh, it's less juicy than apparently you are dating Accalia.

Meh.

But you should've known better than to think she was your biggest problem.

Especially since you are accosted by three canines as school is beginning to empty out and you are alone with your bag heading towards the gate.

"Fancy a chat Mr. I-wanted-it-so-fuck-everyone-else?" The leader - presumably by his positiong and overall larger stature- growls

You blink as you don't even know these people besides some vague recollections of seeing them in your classes.

"What's this about?" You inquire, your instincts are screaming and your blood is pumping through your body in a way you have never felt except when other guys hit on Accalia.

Oh.

OH.

"Accalia." One of the guys flanking him replies, "We know where things stand and you may have beaten him to the prize when it came to her first time, but you didn't know so he'll let it slide."

"She's going to be mine." The leader growls, "She may have been swayed by your act but she should be with a real man and then see how much better we are. Also, aren't you supposed to be with some slut that's better than her? At least that's how society is looking at this, so why don't you let us take care of her for you. Let you focus on the pure-bred fucks in the world."

The rage that surges in you at their words tints the edges of your vision red. Your blood surges and you feel a strength in you that is new and searing. All of it comes from how they refer to Accalia as some sort of trophy or posession to be won.

They don't realize that the game's over and they lost.

No one else is allowed to touch her.

'She's yours.'

You blink and all three of them back up a step as something primal in you purrs in eagerness, a guttural voice begins crooning violent throughts in your ears as you take a step forward.

'Kill them.'

'Assert dominance.'

'Make them know the price for even daring to cross you.'

The leader shakes off his fear and moves to punch you, aiming for your face.

Before you even can fully register it, you have and iron grip on his wrist, squeezing as he suddenly cries out in pain. You twist and flip him to the ground, and with a lighting fast knee, you shatter his elbow of his arm, making sure it won't heal easy. You let go and he rolls away, cradling his broken limb, eyes wide as you don't blink and look into his eyes and walk towards him.

He scrambles back with a cry of, "Stop him!"

You don't even need to turn to see the two who he brought as backup rush at you, each aiming to trap your arm.

You pivot on your heel and grab each of their necks in each hand and shove, their own intertia causing their bodies to forcefully unbalance.

Then you bend down and slam their heads into the ground, knocking them out and definitely giving them a concussion.

Part of you wants to stomp their necks into paste, but you wrestle it down with what sense you have left as you turn to the leader. He hasn't moved from where he had been on his ass, stunned at the complete and utter defeat of his lackeys.

Bad for him.

Quick as a bolt of lighting, you kick him onto his back, knocking a few his teeth loose with the blow. You place a foot on his chest - the voice screaming at you to go for his neck being forcefully wrestled down - and press hard down on him, enough that he begins to try to lift you off of him as you hear his ribs creaking under your strength.

"Listen and listen well." You command, and his terrified gaze meets yours, "Accalia is mine. You dare think of even looking at her, and I will find you, and I won't be kind. I will **** and brutalize before I **** you and anyone else who tries to take her from me."

You twist and your foot slides off his chest to hit him in the lower jaw, knocking him out cold.

It wouldn't be hard to kill them, just hit them in the right place and -

You snap back to reality and take a step away from the three downed bodies.

What the hell?