I wove my fingers between his, and swung our arms slightly. "So, did you hear what happened to Zoey," I asked him cautiously, incase he really did like her.

He nodded his head, flopping some of his warm brown hair into his eyes. "I think she got what was coming for her, though. I mean, after all the hell she puts little Dark Sons and Daughters nominees through is just… terrible."

"What does she do to them," I wondered out loud. I mean, if she got put on probation for a fight, she could possibly even have her status taken away if what she did was as terrible as Jack was implying. The wind picked up for a second, and flew our hair back, and made our eyes water.

Jack looked around nervously, and then said in a low whisper, "Can we go to your room? We really shouldn't talk about this out here, or in the dining hall."

I nodded my head vigorously. "We can go to my dorm."

With that, we turned to our left and made our way over to the boy's dormitories. I held the door open for Jack, and followed behind him, watching his cute little butt. When we reached the third floor, I took out my key and showed him to my room. I opened the dark wooden door, and let Jack in first.

"So," Jack began, as he sat on the red couch in front of the large, open windows. "Where do you want me to start? Would you like to hear what she did to little Jamie, the third year from Tulsa, or tiny Abigail from Hooker?"

"What did she do to Jamie," I asked him. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to hear this. I mean, Jamie had been one of the coolest third years that I had known. Nobody could ever have hurt him without feeling superbly bad about it. Then again, we were talking about Zoey.

"Alright, so, you know how everybody thinks that Jamie just, rejected the change?" I nodded, wanting him to continue. "Well, Let me start at the beginning. Jamie was sucked under, thinking that all the people of the Dark Daughters and Sons were so nice and cool and just, the best. Then, a couple weeks ago, they held a private ceremony for the inductees, to find out who all would survive to be in the Dark Daughters and Sons.

"So, they called Jamie, Rubina, Samantha, Thom, and Nick. They all went over to the table, waiting to hear more. Then, Aphrodite took the rejectees into one of the back rooms, and talked to them about keeping their mouths shut about all the hell. While that was going on, Zoey poured five glasses of wine. One for each of them, she then handed them out, and said a blessing over the new members. Well, she didn't have just wine in those cups."

I looked into his deep blue eyes and saw pain in them. "What, what was in there?"

"Blood. One had blood from a dead person, the rest had fresh blood. Jamie got the one with the dead blood. He started shaking, and then he dropped the goblet. Glass went everywhere. We tried to help him, but nothing would get him to stop shaking. His eyes, they- they rolled back into his head. Zoey just stood there. She didn't do anything. All she did was smirk at her victim. She was like a spider, watching a fly get trapped within her web. I tried to give him CPR, but it didn't work. Jamie started throwing up. He closed his eyes, and threw up some more. This time, though, it was blood. I cried, not knowing what to do. Aphrodite came back, and began laughing.

"Nobody was doing anything. The poor little third years were so terrified. Samantha was crying hysterically, Rubina held her hands over her ears and had her eyes shut. Nick was shaking, staring at his best friend, who was dying. Thom just stood there. He looked like one of them already. He held no emotion on his face. It was like he was watching some boring game of football, rather than watching somebody die. It was so terrible. There was so much blood. The worst part was, was that I couldn't help him. I couldn't do anything for Jamie."

Silence filled the dorm. I whipped away the tears that had fallen from Jack's eyes. Anger began pulsing through my veins. How could Zoey have done this to a poor little third year? I knew she was a bitch, but still. This was lower than anything I thought she would ever be capable of.

"It'll be okay. I promise you, Jack, Zoey will pay for this."

Jack moved suddenly, fear in his eyes. "No! She must never know I told! Do you know what she would do to me? She would rip me apart, piece-by-piece, until all that was left was a memory. No body would ever be found. Nobody would be able to find my body. There wouldn't be anything to find." His voice shook with fear.

"Is that what she did to Abigail," I asked him, scared for his answer. Abigail had been a loveable theater geek in her fourth year. She was friends with everybody, and had never spoken behind anybody's back.

Jack nodded solemnly.

I looked into his blue eyes, and saw them fill with tears. "I won't let anything happen to you," I whispered. I leaned my head against his, and wrapped my arms around his small frame. Zoey will pay for this, I thought mercilessly. I was going to make her pay, that I was sure of, but I didn't know how or when.

I swayed back and forth, thinking of how to destroy the House of Night's favorite little priestess in training.


A/N: So, there really is a town called Hooker. It's in Oklahoma. I even googled it to make sure it was real. Yes, i know blood from a dead guy can't hurt in HoN, but I decided it could do some damage. Thanks for reading(: