The bony-mutant roared, and BIT his armor on the ankle, trying to tie him up in it's tentacles, even as the one after Clarissa fanned it's wings and took to the air after her, snapping it's pincers and lunging for her.

  Clarissa looked at the one pursuing, and flipped herself, fanning her wings hard and fast as she zoomed to the far end of the Gym, seemingly headed straight for the wall, and timing it carefully.  She waited until the last moment to flip ends again, then SPRINGBOARDED off the wall, using her power to boost her strength so she shot by the neon-orange Ozzy-imitation, then telling him {{Yeah, I'm debating swapping to an ice-dragon and freezing his butt . . . you think I could get away with it?}}

Ozzy growled and jabbed at the tentacles with his tail, trying to make it leg go of him. Thankfully, he was stronger than it was, so it wasn't able to do much more than trip him up. If he'd still been human, he'd have been toast by now.

  The mutant after Clarissa wasn't as agile, and it crashed head-first into the wall, and then sort of slid down, out cold.  The one grabbing Ozzy's feet was still trying to keep him from moving, but it wasn't as strong, nor was it as BIG.  But it sure was determined!!  It shrieked when that stinger jabbed it, and he heard it growl a word "RIP!!"  Then it grabbed for the end of his tail, apparently trying to rip his tailtip off!!

Ozzy grimaced as the monster tried to rip the tip of his tail off, and yanked his foot free from the monster's entangling grasp to stomp down on the arm it was using, growling, "OW! Hands off the tail!"

  It growled, and grabbed the ankle on it's other arm, trying to trip him, but he definitely had it good and distracted from the kids.  It snarled "TRIP!!"  Then it yanked at his ankle good and hard.

Ozzy did indeed fall, but he did manage to turn the fall into something of an elbow drop, though how effective it would be was questionable.

"Really? Calling your attacks? Just how dumb does this stuff make you?" he asked, not really expecting a coherent response.

  It growled, and tried to head-butt him, reeling backwards and holding it's own head when it met first his horns, and then his helmet with a very loud KLANGGG!!  Apparently it had managed to stun itself with that maneuver.

Ozzy grinned and said, "Here! Lemme show ya how it's done."

He then proceeded to show the monster how a headbutt was properly executed. Using horns and a helmet, of course. Only an idiot tried that move with no head protection.

Oh, wait...

  The resultant (and louder) KLANGG!!! was clear, and the mutant in question was good and senseless now.  Leaving two senseless ones on the Gym floor now, and he and Clarissa were free to see if they could find out where the heck these guys were COMING from!

Ozzy piled the monsters up, then tied them together with the bony one's tentacles if he could. He then added a coat of his patented paint bonds on top, so hopefully they wouldn't be able to move 'till they shrunk down to human size. After which point the bonds would be loose and they could just crawl out.

He then turned to Clarissa and said, "So, where should we start looking? I didn't really see which way this thing came in."

   Clarissa landed beside him, and pointed toward the doors to the parking lot behind the school and gym, and said "That way, because they didn't come past the cafeteria, and the screams started at this end.  So let's see what we got.  Ex has the other one that got to the cafeteria, so let's see who's raising cain."  She snagged his hand in hers, still all catgirlish, even as one of the basketball guys who had been hiding in the locker room called "Are they gone yet?"

Ozzy turned and said, "The ones in here are all tied up. Just don't get any paint thinner on them and it'll be fine. At least until they turn back to normal. If they change back and can't get out, use some paint thinner to break the bonds."

The doors to the gym opened and Ex floated in a little roughed up but otherwise okay, the unconcious mutated cheerleader slung over his shoulder. "We get everybody?"

  Clarissa said "We were just about to go outside to check where they came from, to see if there are any more out there.  Don't want students coming out and getting mutated."

Ozzy nodded and growled, "If it's another sniper who's shooting darts of mutagen? This one's gonna be sent back to the NPA as a head on a pike. Shooting at anti-para activists is one thing, but high school kids? We haven't done jack to them. We can't even vote to change shit! I think this was an attack on US, more than anything else."

"A little help?" Chuck called from under the bleachers.

He squinted through the slats, trying to catch Ozzy's eye, "It's not a big deal, but I accidentally double-sided the ward. Not quite sure what I did wrong, so I can't figure out how to reverse it."

Having danced a circle around the were-wolf, guiding him with crackling snaps of her ribbon, Iris finally got him hopelessly tangled in the volleyball net. She was putting a final tie of a bow into the netting when she looked up, "Investigations!" She cheered, "I'm gonna go see Hotwire instead, though."

Ozzy turned to see Chuck trapped beneath the bleachers and sighed, shifting back to his human form as he walked around and then under them. He gave a look at the magical runes Chuck had drawn, rubbing his chin in thought before pointing at one of them, saying, "Well there's your problem right there. You drew this one a bit off, to the point where it turned into another rune entirely. At least, I hope you didn't mean to use that one, as it's what's got you all trapped in there. Here, let me let you out."

With that, Ozzy drew a few runes outside of Chuck's shield spell, attempting to dispel the spell.

  Clarissa shifted back to her human form, and padded over to give Ozzy a hug as she said "Ready to go poke our noses out the door and see if we get them shot with pink goo?"

Chuck squinted through the ward at the rune Ozzy indicated, "That one's not right? Weird. Well, I was being shot at with weird darts and was using chapstick to draw. 'Cause I don't have chalk in my wrestling uniform."

Ozzy nodded and said, "Yeah. You're lucky you screwed up that way, and not the other way. If you'd have done it this way instead," as he demonstrated just how NOT to do it, "You'd have created a slowly-contracting forcefield. I don't think you'd have been crushed by now, but you'd have definitely not been comfy."

  Clarissa blinked, and shook her head.  "BOY am I glad I don't always per-se use runes.  Most of the ones I use, I just shape the energies so, and let it fly."

Ozzy nodded and said, "Yeah. I know I make it look easy, but I've been practicing since I was SIX. Well, that, and the whole prodigy thing. I mean, not every sixteen year old wizard can take on someone like LeCarde and live to tell the tale. Much less win. But, anywho, good job, Chuck, just keep practicing. You'll get it eventually. I mean, you pulled this off, and you've been practicing for, what, a few months? A year, maybe? Not bad."

He then turned to Clarissa and said, "Ready when you are, babes. Let's rock and roll."

And with that, he headed outside, trying to head the way the monster had come from.

  She grinned, and took his hand in hers as she went with, looking around.  When they passed out the back doors (torn off and lying in the parking lot), she yipped as a dart-bullet sank into her right shoulder, in the muscle, and switched her forms again.