You had started attending Spooky Academy a little over a week ago, a monster with a knack for something macabre. It was going well, save for the fact everyone seemed to despise you in one way or another, not that you truly minded.

It was another day at school and you found yourself in the art room, which would have been fine except for the loud and obnoxious red-skinned demon hollering different types of profanity while splattering orange paint on everything but his canvas.

"Metal!" Damien yelled as he grabbed the paint can to his left, raising it high up above his head prior to dumping all the contents on an unsuspecting student. He held up both fists and screamed his name, of all things. "Damien LaVey!"