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Mimari couldnt help stroking his head with the end of her finger before looking to William. "huh?....why? what will he do?"

"uh....ok, the claw game." She looked back to William, not really sure what was going to happen.

"Holy....Thats awesome!!" She watched Striker in awe as he changed.

"Oh wow!!...this is so awesome!!" She pulled her sketch pad from her bag. "i gotta draw these...."

"It's good that you find it creepy. But please keep your lack of interest to yourself young man. You are insulting a chameleon who can possess any machine at any time, and could very well possess and then transform every machine within five miles. And Unlike me he is willing to kill those that insult him. Once Young Miss Mimari has finished her sketches the class will begin. This class is quite unlike many of the magic classes you have to attend."

William looked toward striker and seemed to be listening. "Go Ahead, I don't mind, But After the sketch is done get dressed, we have alot to teach and so little time to do it in."

The Three Mechanical chameleons moved closer to one another and then the largest one's head and neck folded over and came apart, the parts going into the body. The back legs of it came apart and the parts went into the body. Then the parts that had made up the head and the back legs started to come out of the shoulder and attach to different parts of the front legs and front feet, improving them and making them stronger, larger. the tail came apart and its parts shifted and withdrew into the body.

The second largest one's head and tail went the way of those of the largest chameleon. and then the body folded inhalf and the legs semmed to unfold and their parts go up into the body. Then the body ssplit and the halves started to lengthen and take shape as their parts rearranged and built a pelvis with a pair of strong looking legs which then attached itself to the body of the larger one to become it's new back legs. Then a tail began to build itself behind the new back legs from part of both the larger chameleon and the second largest one.

Next parts stored in the body of the big one started to come out and improved the back legs. Then the smallest chameleon backed up and stuck its tail into the neck hole of the large new mechanical chameleon they were forming and the parts that made up the smallest one were pulled in and used to make a larger head.


The newest chameleon, built from the previous three, was twice the size the largest one had been. But it wasn't done yet. Parts stored inside the body began to improve the front legs further and before the eyes of the students the front legs were transformed into large powerful wings dragon like mechanical wings.

The tail began to lengthen and so did the neck. The hind legs continued to be built stronger and stronger.

And then after a moment, a mechanical dragon like creature that seemed a combination of wyvern and chameleon, easily twice the weight of an elephant, with a thin but strong build, a long club tipped tail, powerful back legs for running and jumping, powerful wings for both flight and walking on all fours, a short nect and a very chameleon like head on it. A wingspan of 40ft, and a total body length of 60ft.

Thankfully the dungeon the class was in was located in the catacombs, or cave systems below the school, the ceiling was over five flights of stairs above the door to get into the chamber.

Striker stood on his hind legs and stretched his wings before returning to all forms and looking at Mimari. He was posing for her.

William chuckled, "Stirker has many talents, and as long as he can conceptualize a form in his soul, he can craft a mechanical body into that form. He's the same age as You are Mimari. seventeen human years, and like me, he will live a long long time. But here's the kicker, even as powerful as I am, he's only just starting to learn his powers. Though he is a powerful familiar, he's still a teenager. He has a lot of growing to do, and it is reflected in the shapes of his forms. If you actually look carefully, you'll see that his mechanical forms are kind of babyish, and that is because like you, his powers haven't matured yet."

Striker stayed perfectly still for the sketch.

"Yes and No. Yes because he will always be Mine. No because In a way you can and get away with it, As long as you return him."

William looked at Striker and said, "Enough Showing off, Time to get dressed. We have a lot to teach."

Striker gently nudged Mimari and then pulled back. His giant mechanical form collapsed and fell apart. Then the crumpled heap of parts began to move as the parts recollected themselves back into the forms of the three machines that they had originally been. Then from behind the bulldozer a boy of 17 years walked out into the light for mimari to see. He was a three inches taller than her, had shoulder lingth white hair, inhumanly green eyes, darkly tanned skin, flawless skin, not a single scar or blemish. He was wearing long white pants, old fashioned wooden sandals that made him 2 inches taller, a dark green longsleeve T-shirt, and when he smiled, his teth were white and perfectly cared for. He was of a thin and lean build.

"Names Striker," The young man said before he moved to take a seat.