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HUNTER- Fuck me!??

GRAYSON- Not okay.??

RYDER- I’m only giving the people what they really want. ????

HUDSON- Okay all adjusted; I’m going to be late for class. My next professor is a real dick.

RYDER- No, but he does have a big one.????

I laughedand looked over at Remi, who was done getting ready.

“Well, you look fucking hot.” I smiled and walked over to her.

“Duh, it comes with the badassery. I mean, what bitch can pull off blue hair and tactical gear?” She rolled her eyes and giggled. An actual giggle. Adorable.

Yeah, Remi looked sexy with her fitted clothes and her soft curves on display, she was incredibly beautiful. She must have seen the look on my face because she gave me a soft smile. I have a serious crush on this girl, in my case, five times over. I’ve heard of people meeting “the one” and being so sure, but what the fuck does it mean when you meet five ones and they were all so different? I couldn't resist the voice in my head to be near them. I frowned; not an obsession, no, it was almost intrinsic. Almost as if I knew them on a base level, like DNA? Sigh, that is what it felt like. Even if Kalen would kick me for being impulsive, I wanted to embrace it.

Ismirked, as I walked into class and saw that Justin and his cronies were already there, leaning against the wall in the room, devoid of any seating. I went to stand next to Jensi, Luca, and Remi. Ryder stood in the center of the room in all black, looking like he ate a McTruck sandwich. Jesus, he was so damn muscular and beautiful it made me ache. ‘Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine.’ I rubbed my head, discreetly. The voice was back, and I felt the urge to go up to him and just wrap my legs around him. I threw him a heated look and he gave me a soft smile before he cleared his throat and focused on the class.

“Two things,” he started with his gravelly voice, devoid of his usual humor. “We’re picking up where we left off last semester. Most of you still can’t infuse magic into your weapons and after all these years, it’s fucking pathetic. I’m not going to sugar coat it or make you feel good about it. I’m here to teach you and hope that you get it this time around. You need help? Fine. Let me know, or I can assign you a tutor. You need to fool around? Then you’ll get the fuck out of my class. Second thing,” he smiled then, “I hear there is an issue of disrespect and a challenge has been issued. I won’t step in. I won’t protect. I will observe. As will Dean Alvor.” He nodded his head to the shadows where the dean stepped out. Fucking creepy how he keeps doing that, as if he can blend into it.

“Hudson and Justin, grab your weapons from the wall and then front and center.” I walked to the wall without glancing at Justin and grabbed two short swords, while Justin scoffed and chose a long sword. If he hasn’t learned that just because it's big doesn't mean you know how to use it, after four years, that's on him. I went back to the center, grounded myself and nodded at Ryder.

“Let this be a lesson for all of you. Never bite off more than you can chew.” Ryder smiled and shook his head.

Justin smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, dyke, I’ll go easy on you. You heard the professor, you bit off more than you can chew.”

“Oh, Justin, you misunderstood me. I was referring to you,” Ryder said with a dark laugh and stepped back. “BEGIN,” his voice thundered, turning me on.

My swords immediately coated with magic without a second thought and the class gasped, Justin still hadn’t infused his weapon.Pitiful. Oh well. I stepped forward slowly with a smile on my face. His sword finally lit, but I had already started my swing and knocked his sword to the side and landed a kick to his chest and pushed him back. He advanced and swung the sword towards my neck, and I bent all the way back in a low bridge. Using my forearms, I flipped low and back up without losing my weapons, then pivoted while I crouched. I landed a roundhouse kick to his face, lifting my weapons and knocking his sword to the side. He stumbled to the side with a snarl, and he stepped back and circled me. I felt him pouring magic into his weapon, trying to build his next attack.

Never give your enemy a glimpse into your next attack. I didn't need to pour magic into my weapons. As I tried to explain in class this morning, we are magic. He pointed the sword at me and let loose a particularly strong spell that smelled of decay. I narrowed my eyes, hoping that it wasn’t what I thought it was. If it was, he turned a challenge of disrespect into an unnecessary death match. I threw my weapons up in a cross formation and applied a counter spell to what I suspected was a particularly nasty killing spell that ate at your flesh, and it rebounded and absorbed into my weapons, infusing my weapons instead. The class was quiet. A fury rose inside of me, I growled low in my throat. Ryder looked particularly pissed and Remi held Luca and Jensi in place, looking ready to beat their ass and Justin’s ass. The dean’s focus seared into me and he stared at me with interest, but I blocked them all out.

Seeing his spell backfire, he stepped back quickly, eyes flicking to the dean, and regrouped, walking around me. I ignored my past advice and while I followed him with my eyes, I filled my weapons. When he saw me coming, I advanced in two long strides and knocked his sword to the side as he tried to press his attack. We met in the middle and for a few seconds, all you heard was him grunting, our swords clashing. He stepped back, breathing hard, having used way too much magic to attack, and especially to use that last spell. Have to wonder how the fuck he learned that shit. It was my understanding that it was frowned upon to use death magic at DeLorean.

My intention went from beating his ass to really teaching him a lesson. You don’t pull shit like that on anyone in a learning environment. Hell, even if you weren’t in one, that type is rarely ever used. I stood still, not lacking in energy or strength, and he attempted to pretend he was on his “A” game, I simply winked at him as he swung his sword in a circle formation in front of him, trying to be cocky. I laughed, and he looked pissed. He swung, I tossed my swords in the air, turned on the ball of my feet low and knocked him on his ass, and caught my short swords, midair, in a quick spin. I walked over to him on the floor, while he still held on to his sword, attempting to use a spell. I crossed my swords over his, letting the steel clash and let loose a basic counter, and his sword went out. I kicked the sword from his hand and stood over him. My lit swords at his neck. I was feeling a blood thirst that was begging to be released and it took everything I had to reel it back.

“Yield, Justin,” I said with a snarl, barely restraining myself. “Murdering skeeze. You can’t just be one or the other, you gotta be both?”

“Fuck you, you got lucky we will see how lucky you are during the next class, or on your way home, or when you’re alone in the hallway. Cunt.” He spat at me. I froze. Did he just… was that a... this fucker threatened me. A thick voice unfurled in my mind;you will not be threatened. You’re the power they are, but a watered-down version of your majesty. No threat shall go unpunished. Kill.I took my swords and brought them up over my head and drove them down as fast and hard as I could into his heart. At the very last minute, the Dean shielded him, but not before I was able to get a half of an inch of the blades into his chest. The blades were infused with a paralyzing magic, and I was going to use it to make his death slow and painful. Justin laid on the floor, shock on his face, not being able to move, but his fear was leaking through his pores, boosting my high.

I pivoted and snarled at the Dean, and he held his hands up. “Easy, Hudson, come back to yourself. Everything is going to be fine. He lost, and I prevented him from being killed. You would have regretted it otherwise. You know it being your first day and all, murder isn’t good on your transcript,” he tried to joke, the concern, more so glee, clear in his eyes.

Ryder came up behind me and touched my back and I calmed instantly. The Dean looked at him for a second and then nodded approvingly, then clapped. “Well then, that was an exciting show of power and abilities. I highly recommend that you all learn that your words have consequences. This year is a little different. There will be no petty calls to parents and swinging money around. This year, every issue will be dealt with in combat.” The class gasped and began to protest, and he held another hand up, “And no worries, your parents have been informed, so calling them will have no effect either. Welcome, officially, to DeLorean University. I suggest you truly start to care about the things you say, because I promise you, the next person will. Spread the word.”

The Dean left after waking up Justin and healing him. “Can't you have you weak, can we?” he said happily, as if he was talking about unicorns and rainbows.What the fuck?“You still have some classes with Ms. Hudson today, so I suggest you prepare mentally to see the rest of your comrades fall.” He walked out of the classroom with a flare, and Remi just shook her head next to me. Jensi and Luca stood to the side, watching me from the corner of their eyes while they practiced with Remi. The rest of the class continued quietly while the students tried to infuse their weapons. I stood to the side against the wall, processing my sudden blood lust and how I almost lost it. No, not almost. I lost it. The fucking voice told me to kill, and damnit if the Dean wasn't there, Justin would be dead. Granted, not a huge loss, but shit. And what is worse? I wanted to kill him. It excited me; his fear driving a strange need inside of me.

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Alvor

I walked quickly to my office, deep in thought, rubbing my dyed hair, still in shock to see it black instead of white. It was strange for sure. I sighed, so many changes in such a short time.

It took all I could to shield the students from Hudson’s glow during her fight. She was truly magnificent and powerful, and would serve her destiny well, if she can be directed in the correct way. She hasn’t come into her full powers and I just hoped that the wards would hold off those that would be attracted to her power, like starving vampires. Remi tried to look casual, but I knew this was hard for her. To be honest, I didn’t expect to see the look of yearning on Remi’s face and the fierce protectiveness. If my suspicions were correct, it was more than that.

Unfortunately, that was only heading to heartache and complicated decisions. I reached my office and closed the door behind me, sat down and sighed. Resting my hands on my desk, I lost myself in my thoughts.

I was drawn to someone once, it was unnatural. My heart ached for someone else now. I had goals, our home was steeped in tradition, in the need for power. It’s why Hudson was important. Sigh, her and Remi, they were drawn to each other. Maybe I could use it to my advantage. Gaia knows my last attempt failed.

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