That weekend, Cten showed up on Hunteria with Drue, giving him a recap of the rules. She smiled as she reminded him one last time. "Now play nice with Uncle Hunter, okay?"

"Uncle Huntaa!" he giggled.

She jumped when she unexpectedly heard Hunter's voice behind her. "Thank you for coming on time. You can visit your sister or you can come along with me and Drue."

"I'll talk with Sprint, I'm trusting you not to hurt my child." She passed him off to Hunter, glaring one final silent warning, then going to Sprint's room.

Drue cutely hugged Hunter's leg. "Uncle Huntaa!"

"Let's just get to work." Hunter sighed, obviously annoyed. Drue cheered cutely, but was quiet when Hunter took him to a torture chamber full of slaves.

"Huh…?" Drue looked around, confused because he wondered what happened to them.

"Do to them what you did to me." Hunter ordered firmly.

"B-But…it hurts them…" he protested innocently.

"Yes, it does." Hunter replied bluntly.

"…It wrong to hurt…" Drue said, his grammar bad from just learning.

"No, it isn't. They need it."

"…Why?"

"Because they were bad."

"How?"

"They didn't do what they were told."

"That no reason to hurt…"

"Just do it." Hunter said, getting tired of the kid's back talk. "It's what your mother wants you to do."

"Mama say death is bad…"

"She killed people herself."

"She had good reason…"

"I have a good reason for this also. I have to keep them in line."

"I hurt you 'cause you hurt me…"

"Okay then, if you don't then I will kill your mother." Hunter smirked at how threatening he sounded.

"NO!" Drue screamed, then suddenly made Hunter feel as if he was being stabbed in the stomach several times.

However, Hunter seemed unaffected. "Your power is still amazing, but I can handle pain. Torture the slaves or your mother dies." Drue glared as he intensified Hunter's pain, and immediately Hunter fell to the ground, almost unconscious from the pain. "Slaves…" He said as a last resort to get the kid to behave, "Attack the child. Whoever draws blood first will be released into freedom.

Sure enough, all of the slaves attacked the small child, but soon all were unconscious from pain except one small girl, who was a few years older than Drue, was still scratching him, his arm bleeding badly now, the mark of the Marked showing clearly on her neck. She realized what she did to the young child, but he didn't seem in too much pain so she stood up and bowed to Hunter. "I-I did it Master Hunter…"

He stood up, wincing slightly in pain, but then standing tall. "Good job, what's your name? Or do you not have one?"

"I was born here, my mother died giving birth to me and my sister. I have no name."

"I shall five you a name. What is your Marked power?"

"I control fire and I am double jointed at almost every joint, sir…"

He thought for a moment. "You may be of use to me. Your name is now Hi."

"Yes sir…"

Hunter turned to his nephew. "Good job, Drue." He said, his compliment hollow and dry. "I'll take you to your mother. Hi, follow." He took Drue by the hand and took him to Cten.

"Why is his arm all torn up!" she asked, obviously more pissed than Hunter initially expected.

"My new…" He thought of a word that wouldn't make the girl feel too special, "helper did that. This is Hi. The only way to make him torture is to put him in danger."

"I never gave you permission to hurt my son!" She yelled, poking him hard and threateningly in the chest.

"He didn't hurt your son, I did." Hi said hollowly obediently, stepping forward.

"Yes, I just told them to." Hunter said. "She was the winner and just happened to be of use."

Cten glared at Hunter as she picked up Drue gently as Drue transferred all of his pain to Hunter before crying out, "Hunter bad!"

"So are you," Hunter smirked, "you hurt over 100 slaves in a mere five minutes."

"But…they hurt me…it was an accident…"

"You never hurt someone on accident."

"Yeah-huh!"

Hunter sighed. "You will learn as you do this more." He turned away from them, "You are free to leave when you like." Cten then teleported away in a huff.

"What would you like me to do now, sir?" Hi asked once they got to his office.

"How controlled are you with fire?" He asked.

She pointed to her face that he just now cared to notice was a horrible burn on half her face. "I've recently tried out my powers, you tell me how controlled I am with fire." She spat, seemingly sensitive about how inexperienced she was with her powers.

"Let's see…" He light a nearby candle and sat it on the ground in front of her, stepping back a few steps. "Try to make the flame bigger."

She tried, her face twisted with concentration, the flame gradually and awkwardly growing a few centimeters before suddenly blowing up, burning them both pretty badly. Hi collapsed on the ground as that half of her face re-burned and also her shoulder and both arms were horribly burned, she sobbed in pain.

Hunter smiled proudly. "Good. We just need to work on it a little. How badly are you injured?"

Hi stood up painfully, stopping her crying. "I-I'm burnt…pretty b-badly…"

"Can you still use your powers?"

She nodded in response.

"Then let's try once more, then the nurse will come."

She nodded then tried again, the same thing happening only this time it missed Hunter. She got burned in the same spots, crying out in horrible agony.

"That was better." Hunter congratulated, a bit of true pride in her leaked out into his voice before he called for the nurse.

After a five minute break as she got burn ointment and bandages on her face, arms, and shoulder, he decided one more time. "Try again," he ordered, "this time concentrate on making the flame stable and nothing else. Take it slowly."

She nodded, doing it more slowly than before, the candle lit with her power and remained steady as she held her hands out toward it, controlling it with all of her strength.

"Now remember what you did, and slowly make it bigger."

She nodded, obeying his orders, and made the flame slowly bigger, and it was more calm and natural seeming this time.

"You're doing good, you just have to concentrate."

She made the flame even bigger, lifting it off of the candle and into the air. It was now about the size of a basketball.

"Now try to shape it into something." Hunter ordered, testing how far he could push her concentration.

She slowly, but surely, shaped it into the image of Drue's face.

He nodded approvingly. "You learn quickly. I am impressed. You may now retire to your new room, Ki's old room. You'll also be treated with respect by the slaves. Gather the little, if any, belongings you have and you can also have Ki's old things."

She nodded and left, sighing and laying on Ki's old, raggedy bed. "I doubt he even knows Ki was my sister…"