Chapter 2

Sitting in the principal's office, Christopher flipped through a magazine while Aaron sulked in the chair beside him. Aaron propped his feet up on the desk in front of them as he gave a loud groan. He was tired of waiting for the principal. In fact, he doesn't like to wait for anything or anyone.

"How long must we wait?" Aaron asked, gritting his teeth in the process.

Without looking up from his magazine, Christopher said, "we wouldn't be here if you haven't insulted my mother as well as almost beating up my brother."

"Your mother is dead and she-"Aaron started, but got interrupted by his future mother-in-law.

"Both of you have lost your mothers, but is that really a good reason to fight?" asked the principle as she came in.

Both boys went silent when the green skinned woman sat behind the desk. You can tell that the stress of all of the students, including her own two children, was making their marks on her appearance. She had premature wrinkles on her face and her eyes were fading a bit. She looked between both boys, trying to get an answer from them. When neither boy spoke, she went on.

"Both of you will be seniors next year and I don't want to expel you from this school," she told them and went on to say, "now, I won't call you're fathers, but I'll have to make both of you work tonight at the restaurant."

Aaron stood up in anger, nearly knocking over a small figurine in the process. Luckily, Christopher had caught it before it fell. Sitting the figurine back, he opened up the cover of the magazine he was reading just as Aaron fumed his anger towards Maleficent.

"I'm banned from that place, remember?" he as Christopher chunked the magazine at his head.

"Consider this an exception, Aaron," she told him. "Now both of you are get to your classes."

Aaron stormed out of the room, but she waved her hand just as Christopher got close to the door. The door closed itself right before he could even walk out.

"Christopher, there is something I want to say to you," she said as he turned around, "protect my daughter when Zephyr cannot."

"Will do," Christopher said as he opened the door and left.

~-~
"Try again, Kara," the tutor told her.

She was being tutored by an assistant of her mother. During lunch. Kara read from the spell-book as she pointed to a doll. The doll wasn't any kind of doll, but one that the tutor had brought along to help Kara. When Kara had finished, it fizzled. She grunted as she slammed the book in frustration.

"I can't do it, Janett," she said, going to the door. "I though you're father's voodoo doll will help me with this."

Jannett just stared at the skinny teen as she walked to the door. Getting an idea, she waved her hand and the door shut itself in front of Kara.

"Don't give up, Kara," Janett said, going towards her. "Although my father is very well aware of magic, I am still you're mother's assistant and you're tutor. I know that you are frustrated, but keep you're chin up and we will try this again on Monday."

Opening the door, Kara nodded slightly and left the room to get her lunch. Walking down the hall, she was lost in her thoughts when she bumped into her fiancé's best friend. His dark brown hair was in a mess as he was leaning on the lockers. He looked like he had been smoking and drinking, but that wasn't the case. Kara knew that him, and his father, were under Jafar's spell. He looked at her, with those coal black eyes as he pushed her.

"Watch it, princess," he said to her.

"Sorry, Eric," Kara said, trying not to fall.

"What's it to you, squirt?" Eric asked, laughing in the process.

Kara stared at him as if she didn't have an answer. His laugh echoed through the halls like it was meant to scare off others. Looking around, Kara realized that Aaron wasn't around. That was strange. Eric and Aaron were usually seen together, playing tricks on the teachers and other students.

"You know that Aaron isn't around," Kara said, rocking on her heels.

Eric looked around and saw that she was right. Aaron wasn't around nor her friends. Looking back at her, he gave her a quirky smile.

"Why are you smiling?" Kara asked as she stopped rocking.

Shrugging, Eric said, "I don't know, but I was thinking: how much ambrosia do you eat?"

Kara raised an eyebrow as she crossed her arms. She never had anyone ask her that before. She didn't say anything when, suddenly, she heard her brother's voice came from behind.

"Gods can eat ambrosia and not die from it," Zephyr told him as he placed a hand on his sister's shoulder, "but if a human eats it by itself, then you'll be dead." Then with his other hand, he made a motion like dust is going into the wind. "Now, why are you picking on my sister for, hm?"

Eric stepped away from the lockers and shoved Kara aside. He got into Zephyr's face and spoke to him in a very quiet voice.

"Don't you remember what the agreement was?" Eric asked, but continued, "Aaron will marry your sister when she graduates and you won't become Lord of the Underworld, but if she finds someone else that she loves and loves her in return, someone will die."

"Don't you remind me, dumbass," Zephyr told him as he grabbed Eric's shirt.

Eric smiled again as Kara watched. She couldn't believe that Eric had just insulted not only her, but her brother as well. Now there was going to be another fight.

"What are you going to do, prince?" Eric asked as Zephyr punched him in the mouth then dropped him as he kicked him.

"You are a piece of shit, Eric," Zephyr told him then got interrupted.

"ZEKE!"

He stopped kicking Eric as he looked at his sister. She was leaning against the lockers, clutching her chest. Running over to her, he swiftly caught her right before she hit the ground. Picking her up in his arms, he took her to the nurse, leaving Eric alone on the ground.

Christopher tapped his pencil on his desk as his Strategy teacher was explaining a strategy that would, somehow, destroy a whole army. He was lost in thought when Zephyr came into the room and sat down in his seat.

"Ah, Prince Zephyr," the teacher said, snapping Christopher out of his daydream. "Why are you so late to my class? You are never this late, my boy."

"Sorry," Zephyr said, getting a pencil from his backpack. "My sister nearly had a cardiac arrest during lunch and I had to take her home."

Christopher's ears perked up when he heard that Kara had fallen ill. He wondered if she'll be alright for tonight because he wanted to ask her something important.
"Well I hope she'll be better for tonight," the teacher told him.

"I hope so, too," Zephyr mumbled under his breath, writing down the notes in the process.