Hi all! A new story has unfolded on the territory that is known as my brain!

Well, yes, the start is quite unclear. But I couldn't think of a reason why Otto had to leave H.I.V.E., so let's pretend that there have been attacks on H.I.V.E., or rather, on Otto, so Nero has to find a way to keep, not only him, but everyone else, safe. Okay? Okay.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING. MARK WALDEN OWNS H.I.V.E., AND J.K. ROWLING OWNS HARRY POTTER.

It had happened again. Someone made a move on the Malpense child's life. It was starting to get scary, the fact that this was starting to become an everyday routine.

Nero drummed his fingers on his table, considering the choices. "If Otto stayed here at H.I.V.E.," Nero thought, his brow crumpled in thought. "He would surely die soon enough, and the other students would be negatively affected because of all the attacks."

"But if he left..... I would have a field day with his friends." Nero thought, rolling his eyes at the thought of Otto's crew.

The tough and scarily over-protective Fanchu, the tech-genius Brand, that would do anything to stay by Otto's side, and Trinity, who could keep the entire group together even if she herself was mad as hell. They would assassinate him ("Yes, I admit that they could assasinate me, if they made a good enough plan." Nero thought) when they got the chance. Nero sighed.

"I can't send them all away, that would cause too many questions, especially with C—"

Nero's train of thought was interrupted, when he heard a light tap on his window. He swiveled his chair around, only to be taken aback with surprise.

He hadn't expected a grand-looking owl to be outside his window.

Maximilian Nero stayed stationary for a few more moments, until the owl started to tap harder on the glass. That was when Nero noticed a letter tied to its leg, bearing a vaguely familiar coat of arms.

Nero's eyes widened, and he hurriedly walked to his window to let the owl in. It landed on his desk, standing proudly. Nero approached it apprehensively, and then started to remove the letter on its leg.

He read and re-read the letter, a look of disbelief on his eyes. As far as Nero knew, he died a long time ago. But then again, he received a letter from Xiu Mei, who he himself presumed deceased. The world was so full of surprises.

Nero closed the letter, and stood in his place. Would he really trust that crackpot old genius with Otto Malpense? And besides, how could anyone (besides Raven, of course. She had been with him when Nero first met him) believe that such a world like the world that he belonged to existed?

"Also, this just gives more light on my problem." Nero thought, tiredly sitting down on his swiveling chair. "If Otto leaves, his friends will not take it so —"

Nero remembered something on the letter which the owl bore (the owl had already left). Nero read the letter again. It said that Otto Malpense and his three friends were accepted into his school. That solved his problem.

"I just hope I'm right, trusting that crackpot old fool." Nero said to no one in particular.

Maximilian Nero pressed the red button on an intercom on his table.

"Yes Doctor? What is it?" asked his most trusted colleague, Raven.

"Call on Malpense and his friends." He told her. "I may have a ludicrous solution to the attacks on the student, and his friends."

Nero smiled, his eyes focusing onto the letter in his hand.

"Yes sir."

Oooooh..... this is interesting XD

And if you were able to guess who he was, then you're very smart!!! XD

Anyway, it's all downhill from here, I guess.

Review please! Reviews feed the crazy fangirls that are chained in my cellar. Reviews also prevent them from getting bloodthirsty.

Flames will be stuck near the faces of the rabid fangirls, and will cause them to go completely and utterly crazy. And YES, THEY WILL ATTACK THE FLAMERS