After Vincent had left the school for the morgue, Diane had intended to go to the principal's office as per Michael's request. Her last class had kept her busy for more than two hours and the other academic duties related to her work only served to delay her even more. The end result was that by the time she was finally on her way to the administrative building, it was already several hours past noon. An institution as large and complex as Starlight Central Academy would require far more staff to run than av regular college. Thus it was not strange to imagine that an entire building has been set apart solely for administrative personnel. The five storey building was occupied by efficient workers dedicated to ensuring the smooth running of the school. The fact that these people still had to go about their duties with haste was a testament to how complicated the school management was. Diane stepped through the rotating glass doors and was instantly met with a room buzzing with

Elena could not even react before the beast slapped her away. It walked out of the pillar of fire, parts of its body still burning and its white eyes had rage filled veins in them. It turned Whitney onto her back and opened its jaws to chomp down on her neck. Just before it could do so, it caught sight of the tattoo on her forearm where her sleeve had ridden up. "You're lucky you've been cursed already," the beast growled out as it closed its teeth filled mouth. "Enjoy the days you have left, witch. When your time is up, I will be there to devour your soul. For now though, I will sate my hunger with this." It placed a hand above her face and tiny glittering motes of crimson energy rose up from her face to be absorbed into its hand. The more it absorbed, the paler Whitney became until an extremely powerful blade of wind sliced its hand clean off. The beast roared in pain and turned its head to see Elena glaring murderously at it. An uprooted tree hovered in the air above her.

Lee strode down the crowded hallway with his hands tucked in his front pockets. The last of the morning lectures had just ended and students filled the hallways, most of them still exiting their classes. Not that Lee cared for that anyway. Lee was not like the other Hunters. It was true that they had all agreed to participate in this program, but there was a reason he had been so against it in the first place. The Hunters were humanity's protectors. In fact they protected all innocent creatures, human or otherwise, as long as they caused no trouble. With a cause like their own, one would think all five of them would be paragons of good virtues. That might have been true for the others, Lee was not particularly sure what they did in their own time, but not for him. There was a trait that Lee had, one that his teammates were aware of. It was the biggest challenge that had faced them after they had accepted the three factions' proposal, even bigger than Olivia's issues. The pro

Before the afternoon classes had concluded, the entire school had heard of the party and anticipation was quite high for such a small event. Of course considering who was hosting the shindig, there was no possible way it would be small. Apparently to maintain reputation as well as emphasize the stature of the party, Bryan had restricted invitations to only specific people throughout the school. To be precise, only individuals who held a certain level of prestige among the others in their years had been invited, with a small number of them being referred to as VIPs. The latter were people that Bryan himself had bothered to invite personally. It had come as quite a shocker to Michael when he had realized that none of the vampires had been invited despite them making up more than half of the coolest freshmen in the school. Not even Veronica had been asked to attend, something that seemed to irk her more than she would have liked if the scowl on her face when he had passed her some

The man grunted dismissively and Bryan bowed before retreating to a corner of the room, his glazed over eyes reflecting in the darkness. Kneeling over the first of the bodies, the man began a ritualistic chant as he worked on etching strange symbols on the unconscious girl's face and arms. When he finished the last of the symbols, he tapped a clawed finger on the girl's forehead and suddenly her eyes sprang open. Even though she seemed to have regained consciousness, her body refused to move an inch, something that bothered her a great deal as could be inferred from the franticness in her eyes. Suddenly a unnatural darkness creeped up from the corner of her eyes. At the same time, her body began to radiate invisible magic energy, as if the vessels that conducted her power throughout her body had been broken and her energy leaking out. The darkness gradually spread until her entire eyes were covered after which she went instantly still. The only sign that she was still alive being t