"So what if he's strong?" Cindy spoke up first as expected by every body in the chamber. "He's a Variant just like the rest of us. And every Variant ability has a weakness. You said so yourself—" Katherine laughed. It was a small thing, soft and high in tone that lasted only a couple of seconds but it was enough to plunge the entire room into pensive silence. An uncertain frown grew on Cindy's beautiful face, one that only enhanced the vindictive smirk that Chuck had on as he watched the whole thing. Finally the woman spoke and the words she said were not at all what they had expected. "Yes you are right that I said that, as well as the fact that he is a Variant. But my dear, do not make the mistake of even imagining to be on the same level as a centuries old werewolf with powers whose origins you cannot even begin to comprehend." The woman then turned her gaze on the rest of the room. Her eyes glowed even brighter and her voice seemed to gain an additional echo to it. "While
The new week came far sooner than many students would have preferred, as was expected of them. Understandably this included the participants of the Tripartite Peace Program. Though given the hectic nature of the previous week, it was easy to understand just why they were so burned out. Due to the hovering threat of assassination that had borne down on the entire school, both the night walkers and the mages had been forbidden from leaving campus grounds by those among them who possessed the highest authority. For the vampires, that had been their own princess Veronica while it had been up to Whitney to keep the rest of her peers in line. It had not been as simple as it sounded though, but it had definitely helped that both girls were the most powerful in their respective factions present here and had developed a reputation for being particularly vindictive when they needed to be. As for the ones who had been responsible for inviting so much panic in the supernatural student body, t
"We'll get back to talking about our homicidal teammate later," Jade said, effectively dismissing the girl's concerns. "First you are going to tell us just what you're doing in a place like this?" "I told you, I just wanted to finish college like a normal person," Loretta replied. "Not everyone you see with powers is going to throw their lives away to get involved with the death trap that is the supernatural world." The dark haired Hunter stared pointedly at her for a few seconds before she leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Alright then. Let's say we believe you. But you must have known that with those Eyes of yours, there was no way you would ever have been able to escape this life." "Doesn't mean I'm not going to try." Jade complychuckled at the redhead's reply, shook her head and stepped back for Michael to take over the interrogation. "If your words are to be believed," he began in a steely voice that held no warmth in it. His eyes remained gray
The amount of disdain in her voice when she said those two words were barely enough to fully express just what her feelings were regarding the named creatures. There were few beings that grated on Loretta's nerves as much as those accursed things. Despite not being a member of any particular group, Loretta was very much informed about most things in the supernatural, this situation exposed. She knew all about how the Yee Naaldlooshi were created, how they made themselves what they were. It was appalling to Loretta that a person could ever sink so low to do such evil all for their own selfish reasons, but the concept was not in any way foreign to her. That was why she had made sure she had not been idle when those things had infiltrated the school last month. "You detected them even before we did?" Olivia asked in surprise. "Of course she did," Lee drawled with all the sarcasm of someone who couldn't give a shit. "With those fancy eyes of hers, all she had to do was look at t
The two girls found their way to one of the three food courts in the mall within a few minutes. It took then considerably less time than it normally would have, thanks mostly to the fact that Melanie had been there so many times in the past that she knew the layout of the place like the back of her hand. Soon both of them were seated at a little square table near the decorative fountain that spouted out clear water from the top of a well crafted clownfish sculpture. "Are you sure you can finish all that?" Melanie said slowly as she eyed the array of junk foods Mia had spread out over the table with no small amount of uneasiness. Mia noticed her wary stare and laughed it off. "Oh yeah, you don't have to worry about that." Melanie looked like she did have a few worries about it, but she decided to simply shrug her shoulders helplessly. "If you say so. It's your figure you're putting at risk." "That's the great thing about being a witch," Mia said with a mischievous smile danc
"Rowan! Do you really intend to sit back and do nothing while your own wards are threatened like this?" "Was it not the duty of the Hunters to protect them? If they choose to fail on their one assignment, then that is no fault of mine." Minerva glared heatedly at the back of the aged Elder as he glided around the podium like an undying bat. The younger woman stomped after him in an effort to draw his attention back to the matter at hand. Just a minute ago, one of their commanders had come to the Chamber of Elders to inform them of the current developments in the state of affairs at the Starlight Central Academy. According to the report, a group of five assassins had infiltrated the school with the intention of eliminating several core participants of the Peace Program. Among those targeted were several of the best mages the Arcane Circle had produced within the past few years. The letter carrying the information had come from one of the two supervising Exorcists, Diana Stone.
After the still unexplained incident at the city mall, Mia and Melanie had left straight for the campus soon after. Although that had been at the suggestion of the former, Mia had actually intended to investigate the strange feeling that she had felt back then. But her blonde friend had been so spooked by the weirdness of the whole thing that Mia had decided it would be a better choice to take the girl home. Besides she had her own misgivings about the whole situation as well. That feeling had only lasted a mere instant, just long enough that she would have been able to detect it, but not a second longer. Had that been the case, Mia was fairly sure she would have been able to pinpoint the source, and even if she were somehow rendered unable to do that, it would have been at least possible for her to memorize the nature of that magical signature for the future. The whole thing reeked of a carefully crafted plan that had Mia on edge. Whoever had done that had intended it to be for
The professor's mouth was moving. Which meant he was probably speaking. This was History class, which in turn meant that whatever he was talking about was likely of relevant importance. And unlike some of the other participants of the Program, Mia actually gave a damn about her mundane life outside the supernatural. The implications of holding such a view were many, most of which were advantageous to get at least. But in turn it also meant that she could not afford to dare to slack off on her school work. This lecture had been going on for over an hour now, and with the professor's obvious interest in the topic being taught, it was likely to show up in the exams. And yet Mia Delgado found herself hard pressed to pay even an iota of attention to the middle aged man with a mustache who was lumbering around the podium down below droning on and on about a topic Mia could not even remember. Her eyes were fixed forward but they were glassy and unseeing, as if she was there