Editing Warhammer High (section)

==Dean Yarrick and Furia==
The crowd of high-schoolers parted as Dean Yarrick strode through the hall. Simply his scarred appearance with crude prosthetics would scare most, but in this school it was much more. Rumors about what he had been doing in the army, that he was a Commissar and had no regret to murder anyone for order in his school. At the same time, people respected the discipline that followed and Yarrick’s absolute faith in it so much it spread to them as well. In fact he never needed to take to any disciplinary actions, since all the students respected and feared him.

Well… Almost all.

As he exited the school building his large evil-looking eye scanned the yard before fixing on Furia who was standing talking with Hana, leaning on her motorbike. He fixed his eyes on the delinquent and roared on top of his lungs, a roar that would have sent greenskins crying to whatever they could muster instead of mommies.

“FUUUUUUUUURIIIIIAAAAAA!”

The entire hall was silent. The smarter students skulked away to their classes

The delinquent girl's eye twitched. She balled her fist so hard it went bright red. She slowly turned round to face Yarrick, and Hana, realizing what was about to happen, covered her ears. Furia inhaled deeply. So deeply that Hana thought that the breath would last for hours. With a bellow that would kill a grox, that would shake mountains and destroy souls, Furia released.

"HOW MAY I HELP YOU TODAY, SIR?!!!"

Yarrick's face contorted into a mask of sheer rage. Furia looked around, then looked Yarrick straight in the eye.

"I'm fucked, aren't I?"

Yarrick nodded. He was so red she thought that his head would explode. He was quiet when he next spoke. It was slow, drawn out.

"In my office. Now."

Furia spun round to face the assembled students who hadn't run away already, and she adressed the crowd as a doomed revolutionary might.

"Know that I died a martyr, and keep my memory in your hea-"

Yarrick yanked her collar before she could finish.

Hana smirked as she watched Yarrick drag Furia away. She imagined it as a funeral procession. As Furia was dragged round a corner, Hana gave her a quick salute.