Yes Yes I know. Don't hate me. I started college and their were some problem with money, food, house...etc. It was a giant storm of problems one after the other. Here's chapter sic adn I have already done 3,000 words for chapter 7

Cayden appeared outside the gates and waited for the school to recognize him. The magic shifted and suddenly became warmer as the magic 'saw' him. Cayden had been fixing the stilted magic around the school. Stilted magic was the result of magic being used but not replaced. Like if there was an attack on the school, it automatically uses magic from the wards. At the same time Headmasters and teachers draw on the surrounding magic causing it to pull and stretch. Strong wards last a lond time but become jarred and the channels harder for the magic to push through.

Cayden has been fixing the magic channels, and draining bits of his magic into the school to replace whats taken from it daily. The school has been..partial to him as a result. The school loved him and it embraced him with magic every time he came back. Cayden in turn loved the place all the more despite the fact that it's teachers were biased, prejudiced assholes.

He didn't hold that against the school.

Of course not.

He gave one last amused nudge towards the school before he trudged down the steep slop through the front door and straight to Yevik's class. As he suspected Cayden's block was over and another one had started. He didn't bother making excuses he just placed the plant into an unbreakable container and put on Yevik's desk. He turned to leave and was stopped by a hiss from Yevik.

"Sit in the back. I'll speak to you after class, Vorn." He pushed away the urge to scowl and clenched his fist to prevent a bird flying up to smack the man in the face. Even if he had Yevik probably wouldn't have known what it meant.

He walked to the back only to find no chairs, and no space to conjure one. Sighing he leaned against the wall and stared at the ceiling with arms wrapped around his stomach. He just drifted from one thought to the other as they occurred to him, and to anyone else who'd happen to look in his head at that moment would have gotten dizzy as his thoughts tumbled from one thing to the other.

It got the point to where he'd already started to write his essays in his head and starting on some of his more intellectual homework. He had a literal 4 to 5 foot stack of homework to finish with more to come. It was due the following Monday. It was only Tuesday for Pete's sake. Though his Wandless and Spell Creation had lessened a bit. Not a whole lot but enough to make him grateful for it.

"-orn. Vorn!" The barked name had him snapping to stand straight wand sliding out of his sleeve and an arm sliding across his stomach. Yevik noted the strange gesture that the human always seemed to make when he was startled. It never happened when he was aware and alert to threats but as soon as you startled him out of whatever loony thought he had he shielded his stomach. Yevik still hadn't discovered why he did it, and it was starting to piss him off.

"Why were you late?" He asked propping his hip against the desk. He detested humans. They thought they were entitled to something everything, and they disrespected soul magic to the point that the magic itself had rejected humans 9.9 times out of ten when the attempted a soul ritual. For a magic to reject a whole species was bad, and reflected poorly on them. He couldn't stand humans, this was only just one tiny reason on an ocean of reasons. He watched the boy blank his expression and an equally monotone voice came form his mouth. Yevik felt a knot of distaste sit at the back of his throat.

"The dealer I bought from decided they would just take my money and keep the plant I'd been looking for. I convinced them otherwise." Still a monotone, a monotone he was beginning to hate. Where was the arrogance?

"And it took you that long?"

"I was making sure there were no loose ends. " Yevik knew he couldn't say anything against that. Well he could, but he wasn't gong to. Eyeing the boy he felt his lips curl up as the boy's protective gesture continued to nag at something in the back of his mind. Shaking it off in frustration he gestured sharply for the boy to leave.

This was going to come back bite him.

They were sitting cross legged in a circle. They had come to sit in the middle of one the forest clearings in his room when the moon was beginning to show on the sky. Mind connection were open and emotions and irrelevant memories flowed back and forth as they occurred to the person. Every now an then there would be a laugh at someone's particularly funny/embarrassing memory and sometimes there were tense moments when an unpleasant memory floated across the link.

They were waiting. They were waiting because they had all promised to master their animagi so that they could do this. They had promised themselves. He wasn't even aware what they were planning on doing. It was sure to be a surprise and they felt a shiver of anticipation that he could feel and he read it wrong.

"It's okay, I will be in full control. There's no need to be worried."

"We're not worried."

"Yeah, man. "

"Don't worry we're not worried." The instant responses made the boy's black eyes glint happily. It turned into a grimace as the first of many pains shot through his body. The others felt it just the same and he tried to shut them out. They shouldn't go through this with him, he wouldn't wish it on anybody. They refused and forcibly kept the connection open.

They would not be shut out.

"Guys.." He protested weakly as more agonizing pain ran through his body he grunted, echoed by 4 others.

"We are here with you, not to watch you." This came from Lavar and his determined expression as mirrored in his 4 other friends. Feeling a smile overtake his face despite the pain, despite the fact that they shouldn't have to go through this but were anyways. It sent unspeakable amounts of happiness through his system that lasted through all the pain.

Soon all boys were on their back panting and cringing with the near constant agony through their bodies.

"You go through this..every month?" He nodded into the dirt, breathing in it's soothing scent. He loved the smell of fresh dirt. It always calmed his nerves when he was stressed. The thought was noted by all four friends when it went through the boy's head. They'd be applying a scent changing spell as soon as this was over.

"You know this mean's we'll be going through this every month right, Derek?" Silence but a feeling of stunned realization was enough to cause everyone to laugh at he the delayed thought.

"Maaan. At least you know we love ya dude. "

"i do." They settled back down, occasional grunts and whimpers breaking the silence. He clenched his teeth as he felt the end coming. On one hand he hated the end, but after the end...that's what he loved. He began to let out small shouts as the pain reached its peak and he could hear four echoed screams. It peaked and held for a breathless moment...

And he was free.

He stood shakily shaking his body in an attempt to shake the pain off faster. He swung his head around and nudged the closest person.

Cayden felt a nudge and opened his eyes to see Lucas standing beside him. He had beautiful black and silver fur and was about the size of a great dane. Reaching out he inhaled through his nose and exhaled through his mouth. It helped with the pain.

"Your a pretty little Lycan aren't you?" Lycan's have complete control over their wolves, and their forms looked like..actual wolves. Werewolves were wolves who had rejected what they were and had no control over the shift at all. They looked like an abomination between man and wolf. Lycans could shift painlessly anytime they wanted except on a full moon.

"Lucas chuffed in amusement before going to nudge the other boys. Cayden felt his excitement climb at the thought of what they'd spent the better part of a month studying to to do nonstop at the risk of their health a grades. He, Derek, Henry and Lavar had finally mastered their animagus form and after a comment from Cayden about how werewolves felt better when animagi ran with them, they all decided to run with Lucas.

Lucas didn't know and they couldn't wait to show him Cayden nudged the boys and they all grinned in anticipation. They began to concentrate and Lucas skittered backwards when their bodies began to transform. He fell to his rump when four creatures sat before him grinning.

"I know I'm good looking but there's no need to stare. " That was definitely Derek. The grunt that followed was Henry smacking his brother. Their forms were beautiful. Their forms were identical in species but they were different colors and different shadings. They were a large bird with the talons the size of Lucas' human hand and a long tail with a barbed end. Derek's feathers were shades of gold and red mixed in. He was beautiful and made Lucas think of fire. Made sense. His demon element was fire after all.

That explained Henry's coloring too. Henry, unlike his brother, was an ice element. His feathers were white and edged with dark blue. He'd be invisible in the winter time.

"You never lose an opportunity to show off to you, Der?" Lucas' eyes shifted to Lavar and he began to laugh. It came out in a series of barks but they git the idea. Lavar sent out the equivalent of a pout through the bond and huffed.

Lavar, who hated all the vampire cliches with an obsessive passion, was a bat. A bat! Lucas couldn't help it. He fell over on his side laughing so hard it started coming out as choked barks.

Lavar hated the way humans had stereotyped vampires and complained about it often so for him to be a bat.. was just poetic. He stilled mid laughter as he rolled and took in Cayden's form. It had dull green fur that looked like moss lined with amber sparks sparking about an inch off the skinin patterns of vines leaves and tree branches. It was a perfect combination of his main element Lightning and his second : Earth. He was a huge wolf with a tail like a lion, long enough to wrap around his wolf body several times. He was huge maybe almost 5 foot off the ground with a powerful looking jaw and legs. Only on word echoed through Lucas' mind as he gazed at Cayden's body.

Alpha

The world bounced through all the mind connections and Cayden seemed to droop in resignation. Lucas lay very still on his side neck open, waiting. His alpha needed to show that he wanted him, that he accepted Lucas as his pack. He heard a sigh over the connection before he saw the huge paws advance. He held still and Cayden ran his nose from his hip to his nose and back.

He had accepted him! He felt the others follow Cayden's lead at the boy's nudge. He'd had bonds to them already as humans but nothing could compare to the bonds that snapped into place as they accepted him one by one.

He just felt so...full. Like he'd burst with emotion if he didn't move. He jumped up and ran circles around and around until he felt dizzy enough to fall over. He could feel and hear the laughter of his pack. His pack. It was one thing to be born into a pack, but to be accepted into one was an honor he'd not expected to have.

He felt happiness infuse him and bounded away followed by his laughing pack mates.

He was happy.

They all woke up naked and curled around each other under the artificial sun in Cayden's rooms. They were all awake within seconds of each other but none were ready to up and about yet. The moss was really soft and the sun was just the right amount of heat to make them on this side of drowsy.

They basked in the sun before Cayden finally, lazily, rolled to his feet to begin breakfast. He scratched his hip and stretched when he heard barely audible intakes of breath. He whipped around before realization set in.

He began conjuring clothes as fast as he could.

"I'm sorry, I should have realized give me a second, you've only seen it at night, give me a second!" He babbled trying to stumble into his pants. Seeing he was distressed they jumped up and crowded him.

"We don't care about your scars, we were just surprised," Derek caught and stilled his hands. He looked anywhere but at them as he felt insecurity well up within him. Movement to his right brought his head up to see Lucas turning his back. He gasped and his hand was reaching out before he could stop it. There long claw marks going down Lucas' back,

He ran a finger down one of the lines before he yanked it back, scared that he shouldn't have done it.

"We don't care because we all have scars on way or the other." He felt the doubts settle back and he breathed deeply before summoning a smile.

"Sorry guys. Old wounds." He turned and lead the way to the kitchen, starting up a conversation on everyone's plans for the rest of the week. He was content.

The rest of the week was spent finishing all 5 stacks of homework, and coming up with a teacher plan for Friday night. He scoured the library and compiled list upon list of spells and lessons he was gonna teach the fae. If Cayden had his way Fali was going to be one BAMF fae when he was done.

His circle or pack, depending if you asked Sorcerers or Lycans, were against him going alone from the start but they all had thing to take care of this first Friday so they had no choice but to let him go alone. So when The day came for him to leave they all huddled around him anxiously trying to convince him to where some sort of protective spell. He laughed and waved them off. He was going to be late at this rate if they kept on.

"Guys, guys. I'll be back before morning, and if I'm not, you are welcome to torture the fae prince at your own risk to find out why I'm not. Okay?" This seemed to Make them feel a lot better because they let him go without much more fuss..

Smiling he apparated to the checkpoint in the second dimension. He was cleared and let through and he apparated to the eighth sector just in time to see Fali appear with his guards.

"Well then. I see you actually came."

"So did you." Cayden tilted his head in a touche gesture before motioning for the boy to follow him.

"I know someone here who has a place perfect for this kind of thing." He crept down some back alleys avoiding the drug deals and the obvious johns. He came to a stop in front of a door looking like it was on it's last leg. He glanced back to see all three fae looking on edge. He resisted the urge to snort, knowing he was once like that. Shaking his head he knocked 4 times waited a beat and knocked once.

The door opened to show a dwarf about 4'3 with blond hair to his shoulders and a beard to his knees.

"Cayden! It's been to long my friend, come in come in! Your friends okay?" He said jovially but Cayden knew the real question. Were they safe, could they be trusted?

"Joel it's good to see you? How the rum?" This meant that they had the basic trust but not to tell em much.

"Nice and alcoholic. The room is available as requested. I'll see ya'll in a few hours." With a smile and a wave he waddled off, probably to tell Mira to steer clear.

"Well then! Let's get started!" He cackled just to startle them and it turned into a genuine laugh when the guards snapped in front of the prince.

"Relax." He began casting reinforcing spells on the walls and floors. "Today we aren't going to be exercising your magic. We are going to be building stamina." He cast a final spell, and markings for a track appeared.

"Guards first." They shot him a thinly veiled glare before starting. Cayden grinned. He had forgotten how much he missed teaching. He turned and eyed the prince who gulped and looked away.

Yes, teaching was so much fun.

He apparated outside of the school gate, satisfied with what he'd managed to assess about the boy and his guards. The guards were leagues ahead of the prince, but they were still an era behind the lowest beginners at Wakin. So there was a lot of work to be done. He had several different lessons and alternative field trips laid out in his mind and he couldn't wait to get started. Smiling in anticipation he fed the castle some of his magic before striding up the path to the doors. He slowed as he entered the doors. Something was off. It wasn't wrong just..different.

He cautiously reached out to prod his pack's mind shields. They immediately responded, and it reassured a part of him he hadn't realized needed to be reassured.

'Is there someone visiting Wakin?'

'Yeah frosty, there's a big wig vampire here.' -Derek

'That 'big wig' is the unofficial leader of the Vampires, dumb ass.' - Lavar

'Why? Is something wrong?'-Lucas

'If something was wrong, he'd be telling us to get our gear.' -Henry

They all made noises of agreement and the tense feeling they had relaxed. Cayden's mouth unknowingly stretched into a tiny smile. He still couldn't believe that he had a circle. Him, who had came to school to learn enough to be a hermit in the woods. He didn't regret connecting with them though.

'Yeah man, we'd just become hermits with you!'- Derek Cayden huffed a small laugh.

'Do you know what a hermit is Derek?' -Cayden

'Yeah it where you live in a secluded area where you don't ever talk to anybody. ' Derek.

'That included not going out to party, to hookup, so that means no sex.' Cayden. And suddenly horror came from all of his friends as they realized what Derek may have just signed them up for.

'...We'll still be hermits.' Derek's voice was strangled like he coking around a sharp object to speak. Cayden couldn't help it. He laughed. His hair changed to a bright yellow his eyes a bright blue. His laughing shook his whole body and he crouched down bracing himself on the wall as he giggled hysterically his eyes tearing up.

'Derek!'

'What?!'

'You broke him!'

'I did not!' They squabbled and Cayden wiped his eyes with the occasional giggle bursting out.

'Guy's I'm fine, I'm not gonna be a hermit so you can rest easy.' Relief poured from all the connections. He said goodbye, still giggling as he finally stood and continued his way to the Dining Hall.

"Something funny, Vorn?" His laughter dried up and he turned to see Yevik. He gave a polite smile to the demon before responding.

"No, sir." The demon straightened form where he'd been watching the human.

"You were laughing." It was a statement. Cayden nodded. What was the point in lying? Yevik continued staring at him before gesturing him towards the Dining Hall.

"There's an important visitor, so I suggest you be on your best behavior." Cayden resisted the urge to curl his lip and nodded. He felt the demon's eyes burning his back until he crossed out of his line of sight.

He hated being told what to do.

He knew it was childish but he slowed down and changed his hair to blond dreads and rainbow colored eyes. He darkened his skin to a light coffee color. The original 3 minute walk extended to a nice scenic route of 12 minutes. When he finally reached the hall Yevik was at the head table and he looked pissed. He was glaring at the door and he would have looked right pass Cayden if Cayden hadn't tilted his head sarcastically.

If looks could kill.

He quickly strode towards his friends receiving questioning/are-you-crazy looks. He smiled slightly but shook his head to ward of the questions. Lucas patted his shoulder before talking about the latest news from his family.

"Yeah so next week they want to meet you Cayden." Wait what? He turned his head and pinned Lucas with unnerving rainbow eyes.

"They want to what?" Lucas fidgeted nervously and spoke slowly.

"They...want you to visit over the Christmas holidays?" Cayden blinked hard.

"Why?"

"Well they want to meet the boy who defeated their heir." Their son. The words were left unsaid. "They want to meet my Alpha. Make sure you're a good one." Cayden exhaled harshly before turning back to his food. His good mood dropped fast.

He had to face them knowing he'd taken their kid from them. It wouldn't be the first time he'd done such a thing, but these were Lucas' parents. Besides, experience doesn't make it any easier.

"Am I?" He asked softly. He didn't look at the were, keeping his eyes planted on his plate. He didn't see the surprised look on all the others faces because of that. A hand laid itself over his and he hadn't realized that he'd bent the fork his grip was so white knuckled.

"Of course you are. You helped me. You all did." Lucas spoke lowly, ever so wary of eavesdroppers. Cayden felt a part of him loosen. He hadn't even been aware he'd been tense. He smiled and went to speak when he was interrupted by the Headmaster.

"Students we have a guest who may be with us for the next few days. Be on your best behavior, he will arrive towards the end of dinner." With those curt words he sat and mental communications weaved the air as students began to silently converse. Cayden felt a faint interest stir before his natural apathy for such situations overruled it. It was obviously a political guest or the headmaster would have kicked them out.

Cayden hated politics. He was brilliant at them, but loathed it with almost everything in him.

He sat silent and picked at his food as he considered what Lucas had said. He was going-of course he was- but the implications and precautions he'd have to take, and the anniversary... he'd just have to deal with it. He had way to many bad anniversaries, and he could feel this one even now and the day hadn't even gotten here yet.

Cyden admitted it. He brooded way too much.

He was still brooding when the hall doors opened. He glanced at the figure at the door before going back to his thoughts.

Wait...

It was odd, but Cayden could swear he could hear screeching tires as his thoughts ground to a halt and he froze. His head whipped around to stare at was was without a doubt, Thom from the nightclub.

He was the political guest?!

As if summoned by his thoughts, the vampire's black gaze met his and a smirk appeared. Cayden immediately scowled and turned back to his food. Of course the sexy bouncer wasn't actually a bouncer. It was just like his luck for the vampire to be apparently someone important. He crunched moodily on his peanut butter and chip sandwich. He was going to ignore the problem and maybe just maybe it wouldn't mess with his already crappy week.

It was only as he reached for a piece of chicken that he noticed how deathly quiet his friends and the people nearby were. His eyes drifted shut as he correctly assumed the man was now behind him.

"Uh..Cayden, I think he wants to talk to you, man." The oh so smooth Derek said rather loudly in Cayden's opinion. He rolled his eyes at the demon, gathering all the patience in his body (it wasn't much).

"Thank you Der, that was so helpful." He bit out the sarcastic remark and turned with a smile so fake he saw several students wince behind the amused vampire. He gazed evenly back with rainbow eyes, feeling apathy hug the edges of his dread. It was an interesting mix, and served it's purpose awesomely.

"May I help you?" He asked politely hoping he'd walk away.

"So that's how it is? You do your best to seduce me and now you ice me?" Cayden held back a growl that rumbled through his chest as a snarl visibly curled his lips.

"That was when all you were was a vampire bouncer." His eyes glinted coldly as he tilted his head. "Apparently you're some big wig, and that" -he turned back to his food again -"means that it's too much trouble to sleep with you." He ignored the hiss from Lavar and the gobsmacked expression from everyone else. He was going to finish this plate of food damnit!

He felt the vampire's presence move towards the teacher's table and nearly sagged in relief. This apparently was too much for Lavar.

"That was one of the Leaders, Cayden!" He glanced at the vampire with blank eyes that showed exactly how much he cared. Lavar exhaled a frustrated breath glaring hotly at Cayden. Cayden felt his hackles rise automatically, as he'd never seen that look from Lavar before.

"He is my Leader, Cayden. Show him a little respect!" He said heatedly Cayden raised an eyebrow before speaking softly.

"Why?" Lavar's expression twisted sharply.

"Do you have any idea what that man has done for vampires in the centuries he;d been alive? The things he's done to protect us from you humans. Humans who have no idea what we are and hunt us with prejudiced views." He spoke with disgust at his friend. Cayden felt ice crawl up his heart and begin to choke his throat and he felt his cover his face in an unbreakable mask. Lucas shifted and pressed a thigh to thigh in comfort as he felt the echoes of the uncommonly strong emotion.

"I appreciate the gravity of what that means, especially since your my friend, but why does that mean that I personally must respect him?" He didn't understand. Yes he knew and understood what Lavar was trying to say, but those were Lavar's reasons for respecting him. Cayden didn't have that reason.

Lavar spluttered as he grappled to find the words he was trying to say.

"H-He's a leader! He's fair and just when it comes to his flock, and for that he deserves respect! Most leaders don't bother!" Cayden wiped his mouth and stood carefully. He just felt numb now.

"Respect must be earned. He may have earned yours, but he has yet to earn mine." With that he walked out of the hall followed quickly by Lucas and the twins.

Lavar stared after them as the severity of what just happened hit him. He looked up at the teacher table and was met with the bottomless black eyes of his precious leader. The eyes seemed cold and Lavar looked away quickly.

He was right. Cayden was wrong. He was sure of it.

He changed his mind not a few days later.

Cayden was numb. He barely responded to his teachers and had actually cussed Yevik out. Ginaf (the animagus teacher) had kicked him out for being 'too human' and Cayden had actually nearly ripped the demon in half.

It had been four days since Lavar and he had argued. Four long days. He'd tried to talk to the stubborn vampire but the cold shoulder was all he was given and it was starting to piss off the others even though Cayden had told that it was fine. And it was. Fine that is.

And like most things nowadays, his problems escalated into some form of violence. Or was like there was some crazy author writing his fate. Why was it that his fate was a fight every other week?

Luck of the draw I guess.

Cayden breathed in the cold air as deeply as he could. Belgae's grandchilde, Emily, had come to visit today and had clung to him the whole class making it stressful and difficult to actually do anything. Professor Belgae was of no help, he was too busy laughing. He'd managed to escape the persistent little girl's grip by telling her he had to go to the bathroom. That was thirty minutes ago and he was walking towards Yevik's class, mini vampire childe free.

He was in Yevik's glass re-writing the textbooks because the Elf said his hand writing was atrocious. It wasn't actually, but Cayden was just going to take this as a way to study. Yevik was walking three students through a ritual when the first tremors started.

The class ignored it but Cayden immediately put his writing down. Yevik shot him an acid look.

"Did I say stop?" Cayden shot him a black look and concentrated on the castle's magic. Something was wrong. If it was a student having a magical accident it would have been announced already. Cayden's instincts went haywire just as the next explosion sent people sprawling.

Without hesitating he began taking the runic circles down. If left active in a hostile place who knew what would happen.

"Vorn what do you think you're doing?" Cayden began linking to his friends, not looking at the professor.

"I don't know if you noticed but we're being attacked, Professor!" He said scathingly.

"Watch how you speak boy. There hasn't been an attack in ye-" He was cut off by an alarm sounding through the halls. Cayden didn't bother gloating. He'd finally gotten a response from one of his circle. The invaders had breached the main road and were currently engaged with the survival class that had been outside. All his friends had been in that class.

He broke into a sprint, sliding around corners and jumping staircases in an impressive show of free running, and managed to meet up with Belgae, Tier, and Thom at the entrance. Belgae gripped his arm and tugged him back before he could leave the door.

"Vorn, you should stay put-"

"Like hell!" He interrupted. Belgae flashed his fangs at him in irritation.

"I know you can fight, but you aren't experienced enough for this kind of thing you need to stay back." Cayden stared at him, so incredulous he couldn't utter a sound.

N-Not experienced enough? You have to be fu***** kidding!

He looked to the other two to see if they actually believed this crap, only to see both nodding. His vision slowly led red, and he realized his anger had literally turned his eyes red.

"One, it's not your business if I fight or not. Two, you don't know what I have experience in. Three, my only family is down there! By now he was seething and Belgae's grip lightened. Cayden ripped his arm away where he could see and feel the bruise forming.

"Four, you'd have to kill me to stop me. " Before they could actually try that he phased stepped from the door to the pass where students had started an all out war. He merged in seamlessly and drew out the two kunai he always carried. He slit the throat of one man followed the turn into another man's guts. The intestines covered his shirt in blood and he wiped his face and moved on. He began beheading and gutting every non Wakin student.

From what he had determined the people who had attacked were a mixture of Kitsune and Rogue Vampires. He could feel his heartbeat pulse in time with a non existent beat. He finally met up with his friends and they all shared a moment of relief and victory before they were at it again. Cayden managed to catch a look at the Castle behind them, and felt rage, a burning hate as he looked upon the crumbled walls of Wakin.

She had become his home more than Hogwarts ever had. And they'd hurt her. Grim and wrathful he decimated a whole line of vampires with a whip of lightning form his hand.

Then they went too far.

There was a shrill scream that slowed the fight until everyone stopped and looked for the sound. It didn't take long. Standing on a self made hill of stone was Korn.

He held Emily in his arms.

She was screaming because he had cut a line from her shoulder to her mid arm. Tears streamed down her face in bloody trails as she sobbed. Cayden felt like the axis of the earth slowed to a halt. If there was one thing Cayden would not tolerate, would not show mercy for, is the involvement of children in a battle.

"I have one of your youngest. I want The Black Siblings. Or I'll kill the girl." Confused murmurs went through the crowd of Wakin students. They didn't have any Blacks. Those were a British wizard name.

Cayden and Lucas however knew what they really meant. With silent agreement they both moved through the crowd till they broke to the front . Korn's eyes lit upon them with unholy triumph.

"So the cowards face me then?" Cayden gestured to Lucas to let him speak when the werewolf started to retort. He stepped in front of Lucas ensuring Korn's full attention. Emily whimpered and reached for Cayden and it broke his heart not to reach back.

"It's alright Em. You're gonna be fine." She nodded tearfully dropping her arms. Cayden raised his eyes to meet Korn's.

"A coward? How so?" He inquired calmly. Korn threw his head back and laughed.

"So polite even when on the losing side." He snorted before continuing. "You and yours are cowards because you ran rather than stay and fight like a true warrior when you knew you were beaten. " Cayden just looked at him. Just stared as if he was truly out of his mind.

"I would not call that cowardice, Korn. "

"Yeah? What would you call it then?" He tightened his grip on the grip and she began sobbing anew. Belage had to be held back by 6 professors and 3 students before he risked getting his grandchilde killed. Cayden smiled mirthlessly.

"I call that kindness." Korn immediately began laughing, full on belly laughs. He shook so hard he double over causing Emily to yelp and squirm.

"A kindness? How's that then?" He finally spoke between laughs. Cayden casually rolled up his sleeves and stood with his hands at the ready.

"Because then I had other problems to worry about that prevented me from killing you. I have no such problem now."

"And yet you can't do anything, because I'll just use the girl as a shield." Cayden smirked.

"You mean this girl?" He gestured towards the girl now gripping the bottom of his shirt as she cried and wailed. He forcefully passed her into a circle of Wakin students who closed ranks and built two human walls around her. Korn's expression dropped.

"Ah."

Cayden smirk and tilted his head. With a flick of his fingers Korn was thrown back into a tree at a high velocity that would have killed a normal man. He dropped to the ground and hacked blood before getting up on his hands and knees. He blurred and appeared with a short sword centimeters from Cayden's throat. The only thing stopping the Kitsune form killing him were two tiny kunai.

Cayden thrust towards him, sending Korn's sword arm of balance and leaving a huge gap in the man's defenses. With a blink he had made a huge deep gash running from one hip to the opposite shoulder. Korn gasped and stumbled spitting blood. He wiped his mouth before grinning at Cayden with blood covered teeth.

"Is that all you've got?" He asked tauntingly. Cayden cocked an eyebrow at the fool.

"You want more?" He asked. He began to swirl his hands around his waist before bringing it to an arch above his head before forming a fist and plunging it down sharply. The ground exploded into brown and red mist as a crater blown where Korn had been standing.

The kitsune didn't even see it coming.

One by one the invaders surrendered as they saw their leader killed in a show of power they didn't want to face themselves. However, Belgae wasn't feeling very forgiving and neither were the students. They were slaughtered where they stood and promptly relocated or stored for future potions or medical use.

Cayden couldn't bring himself to care.

So what did you think?