Fight Club

Fight Club

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 13x5,
6x2, Rashidx2, 5+M, R+1, OMCx2.

Warnings: AU, a character
from another series, NCS, abuse, violence, supernatural elements, language,
lemon, mutilations, bastardized Rashid, Treize, and class=SpellE>Relena.

Author’s Notes: This is my
homage to Tenjho Tenge,
Battle Vixens, and, oddly enough, the Woods. It’s basically like all of those
martial art anime meeting those dark, isolated woman horror movies.

Summary: Deep in the woods of
Maine lies a
boarding school for extraordinary individuals. Surrounded by the dark woods,
they are isolated, cut off from the rest of the world. The trees hide a
terrible secret, but not quite as terrible as what lies inside the school
itself. The students are ruled by an elite club. There, they fight for their
freedom. The losers become slaves to the winners in a brutal hierarchy. The
teachers, on the other hand, are looking for a very special student… sixth
year, Duo Maxwell, knows all about these gruesome truths, but his life goes on
as it always had… alone. Until one day, a new student arrives who isn’t as
willing to except the way things are. Meanwhile, their surroundings close in as
voices whisper in the woods at night…

          Prologue – Arrival Pt. 1

          The boy looked out of the window of the car with a great
look of nervousness. His hands fiddled alternately between his braided hair and
the golden cross that hung from around his neck. His gaze went to the two
figures sitting up front, not for the first time. Their backs were stiff, both
the man and the woman. The man was driving, his hair brown and slick back in a
tight style. The woman had a hat covering her hair, which he had yet to see.
They had ceased to move since they had herded him into the car. They were more
like wooden dolls than people. It had been six, long hours since they had left
the orphanage and the child was quickly shifting back and forth from boredom to
worry. Not a single sound penetrated the silence of the early morning. He, for
one, was too unsure of his situation to speak out. He stared out the window
again. Woods after woods stretched on, as far as he could see for over three
hours now. A faint mist was spread out among the trees, giving them a strange
air, like a graveyard, or the terrifying darkness he had been forced to read
about in the bible at the orphanage. His hands went back to his cross, rubbing
it. He marveled at its sudden coldness, despite the fact that he had been
rubbing it for hours. He did not believe in God, but the symbol made him feel
comforted, anyway. As he looked through the woods, he saw the shadows take
shape, like people waving off in a distance. He tore his gaze away. After three
hours of watching the same thing over and over, his eyes were becoming blurry.

          It had only been six hours since Duo had been driven away
from his home at the orphanage. It had been a poor place, but he missed it
already. Mostly, he missed the caretakers there; a kindly priest and a nun whom
treated him like their son. But, when a pricey school like w:st="on">Dunwhich w:st="on">Academy gave someone as young as him,
especially an orphan with no family or knowledge of his past, a scholarship,
what choice did he have? Still, as the huge iron gates of his new home class=GramE>creaked open with a haunting shriek, he believed that he had
never felt so alone in his life.

          End Prologue

I’ve been working on Death
for what seems like forever. The Christian mythology crap was getting to me, so
this fic is sort of like a vacation for me. This class=SpellE>fic goes back to all of the things I love writing about,
namely horror. Fight Club has a lot of layers and problems. First, you have the
very real issues of hazing and the horrors of your peers. Another real issue is
the teachers looking for the brightest or most special student while the ‘class=SpellE>lessers’ are thrown into the dark. Then, there is the
supernatural issue of the woods themselves. I mean, woods are damn creepy. It’s
easy to get lost in them, you have no idea what may be lurking in them, and
they are quite primeval. Quite a few films and television shows use forests as
a symbol for evil: The Evil Dead, The Woods, Dead End, The X-Files,
Supernatural, blah, blah. I just thought the idea was pretty intriguing. Yes, I
am working on my other fics, I just really need a
breather for my brain, and horror is my passion. I realize that my hatred for high
school and middle school are bleeding into this, I apologize for nothing. I
suggest that you watch The Woods, it’s on www.tv-links.co.uk

No, really. Watch it.