Chapter 13- Lies and Punishment

"I told you all along, he was conspiring against you!" Professor Gracebridge announced. Hunter found himself in Darcodorf's office; Shannon Moore Jericsley was holding him by the arm… he's changed ever since he got the job at the Corporation of Magic. He's been more focused on his career than his family. Not too far from him was Candice Michelle.

"Creatures of the Night… you don't say…" They had taken the list off the wall. Professor Gracebridge instantly contacted the Corporation the moment she found the group. Mr. O'Rilious arrived immediately along with Ron Simmons and another member of his own organization.

"It was a ploy from the start, what he's been saying is nothing but a lie about you know whom. He was going to take your job in a hostile take over!" Professor Gracebridge announced.

"NO! It's not true. It was my idea ok!" Hunter yelled.

They went back and forth until Darcodorf couldn't take it anymore. "Will you both shut up!" he demanded, there was silence. "Now the answer to this is… yeah, I did tell Hunter to do this. Quite frankly if it was his own little club he would have called it something stupid like Evolution or D-X or God knows whatever the hell goes through his head. I take full responsibility if it gets all of you to shut it!"

"Very well then. Mr. Simmons, Miss. Gracebridge, escort Mr. Darcodorf to Madison Square…" O'Rilious announced.

"Yeah, about that. I ain't going… I knew we would hit this disagreement…"

"Oh shut up and take this like a man!" Gracebridge ordered. The moment she took another step forward did lighting nearly strike where she stood, in that brief moment… Darcodorf was gone in an instant!

The room was silent as all eyes turned to Mr. Simmons. He pondered his words, as he looked everyone in the eyes. But Hunter knew what was going to come out of his mouth

"DAMN"

With Darcodorf gone. O'Rilious instantly made a new decree… Professor Gracebridge was now Headmaster of the school… It wasn't the only thing. The punishment she had in store for Hunter and the Gang would be server.

She ordered them all down into the main hall, where they were to write lines, endless lines for over an hour. If you didn't write you remained another hour. However, the punishment didn't go badly at all. As they wrote, everyone expected their flesh to be cut; yet the moment they began, nothing happened. Not a scratch or drop of blood came from their arms. But knowing Mrs. Gracebridge, she would suspect something was wrong if no one was uttering in pain under their breath.

Mel started that off, making sharp hisses every so often and forcing a look of pain as she stared at the new Headmaster, the others quickly caught on when they took notice of the Professor staring at them oddly. Well in all, no one was harmed in this process and everyone go off easy. But something didn't sit well with Hunter. Lee was one of the first ones done, and yet she was forced to stay behind afterwards. The feeling was felt among the others as they brushed pass Candice Michelle who waited for them outside of the main hall. She called Hunter's name, however he continued walking.

Chris caught up with Hunter and Stephoine, he peeled off the sleeve Mel gave him and stared at his arm. "This was the greatest thing ever! Whatever Mel gave us saved our skin!" he announced.

The found Mel talking to Kane in a different, and darker hallway. Chris approached to thank her for the sleeve. However, Kane stared at it oddly… before giving a very awful smile. Hunter knew no good was going to come from this. "What?… what's so funny?" Chris asked.

Kane turned to Mel with a grin. "That's why you asked for it…" he said.

"Asked for what? What is this?" Chris demanded.

Kane took it from him and smiled. "You're wearing the scales that came off my back" he smirked.

An utterly disgusted look came over Chris as he held back the urge to be sick and backed away from the skin. Stephoine however wasn't disgusted. "At least we know where it came from… and no creatures were harmed in making it… I think…" she said as her look became concerned. Kane still smiled.

"I'm worried about that Lee kid. She was held back," Hunter said aloud.

Mel was concerned too. "I will check up on her later. In the mean time we all must be careful. This mortal witch has giving us some odd looks…"

Kane's nodded in agreement. "She's out for blood and doesn't care how she gets it. She's like a news reporter with a story she won't let up"

They all agreed to watch themselves from now on. However, Hunter still couldn't shake the feeling, something was wrong.

Later

Hunter had the memory of seeing his parents in the enchanted TV and video recorder as he done so once before. However the mood was spoiled when Professor Spark appeared and shattered the TV before his very eyes. Snapping back to reality. Hunter breathed deeply and tried to regain himself. "Damn, you suck at this!" Professor Spark announced to him. "We've been at this for weeks and you're still awful!"

"It's not always the student's fault when they fail at something… you do know that huh?" Hunter snapped back.

Spark wasn't amused. "Vincemort would have you begging by now. You fail to do this, you will never block him from your mind!"

"Well la de fking duh! I'm trying damn it!" Hunter snapped back.

Just as Eric Spark was prepared once more to invade Hunter's mind, Hunter casted the same curse, he invaded Professor Spark's. He saw him as a student, walking down the hall he was tormented by a group of boys his age, in a later memory, he realized the one who was hassling him, it was Hunter's father. 'Who wants to see Spark's pants fall down before his every eyes?' he announced to the group.

Hunter saw Shawn, and Nash cheer on his father as he disarmed Spark and levitated him into the air. But a woman stopped his father. 'Put him down Potter! Leave him alone' he knew her too… his mother.

Yet Spark wasn't going to allow her to help him 'Stay out of this Dirtblood!' the last thing he saw was the horrified look on his mother's face.

"ENOUGH!" Spark yelled aloud. Both broke from the spell. Hunter couldn't believe what he saw, and yet he wasn't shocked. "Enough… get the hell out of here!" Spark ordered.

Hunter left, yet not before he smirked to himself. "My dad was so cool"

As he went back to the common room, he heard someone crying. Edge and Christian were at the side of the crying person. He couldn't make out their face; a hood covered it. Mel was soon to join the scene; she asked the one sobbing to remove the hood. Slowly, the person did… what happened next horrified Hunter.

It was Lee. Her face was covered in bloody words… the same punishment he endured before, yet… the words were all over her body. He could make out what it was from, her own book. Professor Gracebridge had cursed her empty pages, whenever Lee wrote… her creations became etched on her skin. Mel was stunned as she rolled back the sleeve of the sweater. Finding the words on her right arm as well, yet not her left. She still wore the protective sleeve from earlier. Hunter was quick to join them, but before a anything could be uttered. Professor Gracebridge stood in the doorway, she cleared her voice so all would pay attention to her. "You see Mr. Potter… you can try and cheat your way out of punishment… but there is always one who takes the full force of it…" she walked away with that damn grin on her face.

Mel looked to Edge and Christian and whispered in their ears. She helped Lee to her feet and took her back to the common room. Edge turned to his brother. "You know, I have always felt this school couldn't handle us You with your charisma, and me… I'm just rated R material… I think we have promising careers outside of the walls…"

"Edge, I was thinking the exact same thing…" Christian said with a smirk. Hunter knew they had a plan… and it was about to be implemented…