LS CHPTR 3

I woke up with my thick black hair all knotted and afro-looking. I tried to run a comb through it because well, Sabrina tries to straighten my hair when it's messy so, I don't want her to do that. I broke the comb and I got frustrated, making it spontaneously combust in my hand. I left the melted remains on my desk and I got dressed in my usual Black and green robes with a green and black crown of seasons and my healers foot wraps. A rapid knocking on my door got me a little annoyed.

"Come in," I said my voice tired. They kept knocking, even more rapidly. "I said come in," they kept on with the irksome tapping, "Get your ass in here!"

Hunter Firehaven, out of all of the annoying little ass wads that inhabit this city, he, stepped inside my dorm.

"The fuck you want?" I asked, picking up my wand to hang on my belt.

"Don't be a prick, there's something you need to hear."

"What is it?" I yawned, his presence drained my energy and all I wanted to do was take his neck and snap it sometimes. Other times all I wanted to do was kick him in the nuts just to see if he was a man.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to try to get along with me and I'll try to get along with you so that Sabrina doesn't feel like she has to stand in between the two of us sometimes, it'll be much easier for her if you agree."

I laughed, "You think it's possible with your amount of arrogance mixed with self hate, you're a walking contradiction man. You hate yourself but you show off so you love yourself at the same time. You're calm but you want to fight anyone who crosses your path. You're an annoying little bastard too."

"So your answer would be…"

"Fuck no." I pushed him out the door as I stepped into the dorm hallway, making my way to the exit. He just wouldn't leave me alone.

"I'm stronger than you Alex I can make you want to get along with me." True, he was stronger than me, he was a higher level than both Sabrina and my levels combined making twenty two since we are both level eleven.

I turned to face him, "You're only stronger than me if you use magic, why don't you use your hands like a man and stop using your magic like a pussy?" He tried to punch me but since I'm a pyromancer I'm adjusted to kind of "follow" heat, and not just fire heat, any kind of heat so body heat is one. I quickly dodged it but since he is also a pyromancer and a much higher level he quickly caught on to what I was doing and he sped up, he threw another punch and got me on my stomach. "Why don't you punch in out, making sure he thought I was going to punch him in the stomach too but I didn't, I took my foot, gave him a dead leg, he fell and I charmed the air around him to make sure he couldn't get up. I punched him in the mouth and made the air drag him down the hallway. He was held up against the white wallpapered walls and his feet were only a few feet away from the thick, sea-blue carpet. The Lights flickered from the impact of him hitting the wall, and a few of them swung from the shift of the air. I summoned a ball of fire into my hand and held in close to his face. It didn't bother him much but he was still kind of scared. "You ever bother me again little Miss Sparkle Flame and I'll melt your face off.

(There are several "basic" spells Alex and the other wizards use, like the one he just used with the air, in my story, every wizard is taught them so that they can use those despite however weak or strong they might be, to make themselves better in fights. You remember the first chapter? Quinn was saying "Aperto!" or something like that, [it's Italian,] some basic spells are so well used wizards don't have to say them out loud but it helps when they do)

I dropped him to the ground and turned to leave. He didn't come after me this time… part of the reason why he did is because I forgot to take the wall of air I made down. When I stepped out of the boy's dorm Bartelby the Grandfather tree was staring right at me. At first I though no, he was only staring in my general direction but with only his one eye it was pretty creepy, (imagine a giant pirate plant staring at you from across the road).

"Alex Lion, Pyromancer level eleven. Come forth, Bartelby the Grandfather Tree must speak to you of your actions." Damn, that freakin' tree can see just about everything can't he?

"What do you want?" I strode over to the elderly tree and sat crossed legged in the way of many Grandmaster wizards. I silently laughed at them; Grandmaster's were such pussies sometimes.

"You haven't been using your powers for good, have you? Do I need to tell the headmaster of your behavior, young wizard?"

I got bored so I yawned and stretched, "Look," I said, "Bart, my old pal, best friend, and my number one bromance! You ain't got nothing to worry about, it won't happen again, would I lie to you?"

"Yes." Bartelby had only that one word to say, so I left and I made my way to the bridge where I found My sister and Jasmine chatting, like girls so they were talking with their hands and giggling.

"My Two favorite ladies, how are we doing today?"

"Good," Jasmine said turning around to see me, I sat down next to her so she was in between Sabrina and I. "So," she said, "How do you think Amy Lotuscoin wrote a book of death when she was training in the school of life?" (IrkenLily: Just thought I'd put in Alex's POV for this, it would make it interesting ;)

"The bitch switched school or something like that, I heard she went all freaky on this guy she went out with because that bastard cheated on her. She tortured him to death," I continued in a mumble, "That poor son of a bitch." Jasmine left and came back a little later, looking a little satisfied. I took out my wand and examined it, I looked closely at the ruby flame and touched it, and the tip of my finger got burnt, going numb. I set my hand down and a few seconds later Jasmine put hers down. There wasn't enough room between the two of us so we could both put our hands there so her hands touched mine. I recoiled, surprised and something in my chest kind of squeezed my lungs.

I have no explanation of how it got there but there was this freak kid in the water and he pulled Jasmine under. Damn I knew who it was, it was that nasty kid who smelled like the nasty ass pool this old man in Triton Avenue has. It has all that green stuff on the bottom and it's kinda moldy with brown water. It smells like he's been rolling in dog shit every morning instead of rolling in a huge pile of soap. Sabrina pulled her legs up and got off of the edge of the bridge however I didn't. I got up and stood on the edge while a bunch of first graders were coming from Unicorn way. Seriously, those little kids can fill up a whole bridge and they're kind of strong if you combine their strength and the weight of me on the old bridge. The stones from the bridge wall were loose so out of all of my luck, I fell in and that bastard that took Jasmine in still had the water charmed, he was such a noob still, so slow.

I fell in and the guy must have already taken her inside this deathly looking house I was at. I mean damn, this place was huge. It must have taken me forever to get to the door. I came through and I heard the echoes of voices but this place was so huge it could have been coming from anywhere. My clothes were soaked and I tried not to make the squeaky sounds with my boots as I walked up the stairs. I hid behind a corner when the Kid Walked past, planning to jump out at him but he had a knife (I wasn't scared, you think I was but I wasn't you're wrong so wrong so wrong so WRONG! Aleksandr Lion knows no fear!). He was dragging Jasmine outside, she was half naked and I took a few moments to go over this in my mind… hmm, half naked, in her underwear…. I liked this, but it was disgusting because that nasty freak smelling kid was dragging her. I kind of forgot which way they turned down a hallway and I found myself upstairs in the bedroom. I couldn't see outside so I couldn't see what he was doing to her. A few minutes later I heard him coming down the hallway—wait a second, was he singing Gaga? Like Lady Gaga, is he serious? I returned to the bedroom and hid in a closet. He threw Jasmine on the bed and got in his underwear, I almost laughed because he wears tighty-whiteys. I almost came out of the closet but he turned around and I panicked, thinking he was going to throw the knife at me, instead he set it down and he was about to take off Jasmine's clothes and that really pissed me off for some reason. I quietly came out, but I stopped, the birthmark on Jasmine's forehead light up and she started to beat the shit out of him but unfortunately she didn't get to before the light died down. Seriously, what the fuck was that?

"Lay back down Lady Soulblood!" That kid, he kind of looked like me if you take away all of the nasty greasy hair and replace it with locks of beautiful clean hair that smells like a candle, he laughed like he was insane. Who was Lady Soulblood again? She was this girl Malistaire had "adopted" and she was pretty bad, I can't really say what she did because well, do you think I listen to other people? Jasmine's last name is Soulblood but I don't think she could be her, I mean they're about the same age it's just, Jasmine's too fragile to be able to be her. When Jasmine had lain back down I stepped closer, amazed this loser hadn't noticed me and I tore him off of Jasmine. I picked him up by the shoulders, adrenaline from my anger making me stronger than I usually am.

"Don't you dare lay another hand on her you sick fuck." I punched him in the face, and then buried him in the closet, making sure it would be hard for him to get out. I moved over to the bed after putting a chair underneath the doorknob of the closet and lifted the unconscious jasmine up in my arms to take her downstairs. I made it to the way I came in, through that guy's nasty-ass pool and I stepped into the green water, charming it to lead to where we were before. Jasmine came-to for a few seconds, trying to say something, I couldn't hear her though before she passed out again.

"Oh my goblin, what happened?" Sabrina was running beside me as I jogged with Jasmine to the life-school. I tried to keep her head straight as I jogged so I wouldn't hurt her.

"Some freak took her clothes off and tried to get it on with her while she was passed out, it looked like she was drunk or something, you know how that looks except without the puke and the cigarettes." I set her down where Professor Moolinda told me to.

A few hours later, a kind of elderly lady came to visit Jasmine, saying that she was her grandmother. "My name is Stephanie, Alex Lion." I don't know how she knew my name but she didn't tell me, she knelt down beside the still out-cold Jasmine and placed a hand on her forehead, stroking her granddaughter. Just minutes later Jasmine woke up and they got her some new robes. She told them once she could get up and feel better about two hours after she woke, that she felt ready to leave. Everyone else left the room except for me and her. She was about to leave but I stopped her, grabbing her arm. "We need to talk," I could feel the seriousness on my face and I'm pretty sure my serious eyes could burn holes through someone's soul (okay not literally but still, I bet they looked pretty sexy… who am I kidding, I'm always sexy).

"What do we need to talk about?" She tilted her head, she was truly confused.

"Who was that guy and why," I paused not sure of what I was about to say would offend her, "Why did he call you Lady Soulblood, you aren't her, are you?"

She looked down and then shook her head, "No I'm not her," her face had a look I had never seen before, probably because she was almost raped today I didn't blame her, "And that guy was Oran, he liked me a lot but I didn't like him, too crazy for my taste. He asked me out and I politely rejected him, I guess he couldn't take it." She left quickly, leaving me standing here, I wasn't quite sure if she was telling me the truth.

OOOO

Jasmine's POV

I left out a breath of relief, thank goblin he did not find out or connect two and two together. It was too risky to do anything that even gives a hint that I might be Lady Soulblood at all around Alex, I thought I was careful but its Oran's fault, it's all his fault. Would Alex still want to be my friend if I told him? Would he still want to be… more than friends? I can tell he kind of likes me but I don't think he likes me that way enough.

I let it go and spent the rest of the day with it nagging me in the back of my head but I tried to ignore it as best I could. That night I snuck out and teleported to Uncle Malistaire.

"So glad you could be here tonight, my dear," he said in his usual, somewhat bored tone and then it turned from that into a little playful, "I would like you to meet someone my dear," His tone was a sinister hiss almost as he stepped out of the way. A girl with unusual Shadows swirling around her, obscuring her dark sand colored hair that I almost recognized stepped into my vision. She was clad in black and white but not her usual clothes, she had a Mask like mine except it was night black, high-heeled boots that looked liekt hey could stab someone if she stepped on anyone's foot. Her robes weren't like anything I've ever seen before, they were black and white , she was wearing a death student's robes called the tunic of reverence, despite the fact her level was too low. Her hat was like a jester's hat, like Malorn Ashthorn's, it too was black and white. She had added the mask on her own. "This is your new partner, Shadow Meister."

I gasped, "Sabrina?"