My Vampire System

by S.H.A aifu

The human Race is at war with the Vicious Dalki and when they needed help more than ever, THEY started to come forward. Humans who had hidden in the shadows for hundreds of years, people with abilities. Some chose to share their knowledge to the rest of the world in hopes of winning the war, while others kept their abilities to themselves. Quinn had lost everything to the war.

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Chapter 321 I'm in love

Walking along the top platform slowly, Was Fex. His usual neatly swept-back black hair was now a complete mess. The stress of everything was getting to him and he felt like pulling his hair out.

More than felt like it. There were times while walking where he had literally pulled out small parts of his hair from his head. Nothing noticeable but he didn't even realise he had been doing it.

He needed everything to go perfectly and still felt relieved that his sister had actually agreed into letting him do everything on his own. The only problem was he had a time limit. He needed to finish everything by tonight. To pull everything off that he had planned, he needed some help. He couldn't do this alone.

Eventually, Fex had arrived at the small little coffee shop where the others were sitting outside. It was an hour later than they had planned, but it was still only seven PM, plenty of time for the rest of the evening. Sunrise was the time limit.

"Hey, is everything okay with you?" Quinn asked, seeing the mess that Fex's hair was in. He had been acting strange all day and now his appearance on top of this. Something must have been wrong, and now with the event over, he could ask.

With an awkward smile, Fex approached Quinn and started to whisper in his ear.

"Do you mind if just me and you can talk in private for a second, I have something important I want to talk to you about?" Fex whispered.

Hearing this, Quinn's heart started to beat, and slight butterflies were felt in his stomach. If it was something that Fex only wanted him to hear about, then it had to be something to do with vampire business.

The two boys left the group at the table and walked off slightly to the side. There was no one around them to listen in on their conversation, and they could now talk freely.

"So, what is it?" Quinn asked. "Did something happen?"

Fex went to fix his hair up and had a nervous look on his face. He never was a good liar, and today he had to put the performance of his life on. The only problem was he had to do it more than once.

"Quinn, you're going to hate me for this." Fex placed his hand on top of Quinn's shoulder and looked to the floor before lifting his head and looking Quinn in the eye.

'This is it, have the vampires come to get Fex. Do the military know about me, what is it?' Quinn thought nervously. His palms were now sweating, and he just wanted Fex to blurt it out as the tension was killing him.

"I'm in love with Layla.."

"What!" Quinn shouted out so loud that the others at the table could hear. It was something he had never expected, out of all the possibilities.

"Layla, I mean.. I mean.." Quinn started to stutter his words. He was so surprised. " I thought you had a thing for Erin?" Quinn said.

"Erin..No that was different, she was a skilful one like a diamond, but there were no feelings." He replied as he grasped his hands and pulled in towards his heart. He was trying to make it seem as if this was a painful conversation for him to have.

"With Layla, it's true love. I know you two are quite close and I didn't know whether you liked her either but the thing is, I don't know how much longer I can stay here, and before I go I want her to at least know my feelings." Fex then turned around so Quinn couldn't see his face. He wanted to make this as dramatic as possible for him.

There was always the chance that Quinn might have been able to see through this type of act.

"I know nothing can ever happen between her you see and me, but I want her to at least know, and I wanted you to know before I asked her, because you're my blood brother right?"

Suddenly, everything was starting to make sense to Quinn. No wonder he had been acting so strangely for the whole day. A confession was always a big deal. With Layla, Quinn didn't really feel like he had any special feelings for her. He did feel protective of her, but didn't know whether or not it was beyond a friendship.

Even if he did like her, Fex was so passionate right now. He could never deny him this chance.

But what he did know was Fex was right. The two of them really were blood brothers.

"Go ahead," Quinn said. "Make sure you tell her exactly how you feel."

After hearing those words, Fex's eyes lit up as he turned back around.

"That's great." He said as he started to push Quinn in the direction of the hotel. "Just head home, and I'll get the others to do the same, I plan to do it as soon as possible."

"You mean now?"

"Yes now, just go," he said as he gave another small shove.

With that, Quinn walked back to the hotel room with a little smile on his face. It would be nice if two of his friends became an item. But it was a shame if Fex did have to go back.

'Good luck, brother.' Quinn thought as he returned to his hotel room.

Seeing Quinn walk off and away like that, the others who were at the coffee table were wondering just what was going on. The two of them seemed to be so dramatic about something and were a little worried that Quinn had disappeared off somewhere.

Still, that quickly changed when they saw Fex walking towards them. He didn't have a face of joy or laughter like he did when talking to Quinn. This was the face of business. With his two hands, he swept back his hair and sat down in one of the seats that was placed around the table and the aura that was coming off him was suffocating them.

It quickly reminded them that Fex was not a human, nor was he a human that had been turned into a vampire, but he was a true vampire.

"Now that Quinn is gone, I have something important to say to you all. I usually joke around, but this time I'm serious. You may have many questions, but I urge you all to listen and hear me out to the end." Fex paused for a moment to see if anyone of them wanted to say something there and then, but they all understood it was an important matter and knew to listen in carefully.

"Good, The vampires have discovered me, and they know about Peter. They don't know about Quinn yet, but it's only a matter of time. I want to first say this is my fault. They only came because of me, but after finding out about Peter, they can't let him live.

"To explain quickly, he is something called an illegal. Vampires do not have permission to create others without notifying their leader. Since Quinn created Peter without a leader's permission, Peter is considered an illegal. Usually, when we discover an illegal, they are executed on the spot, as for the one who created him. They are taken back to the vampire council to be judged for their crime.

"Now, I Have no intention of turning Quinn into them. Ever since I got here, he has done so much for me. But they won't leave until I give them the Vampire that turned Quinn. With that, I have a plan. Luckily Peter knows the transformation skill, if we give him disguised as Quinn that should be able to satisfy them. I will report back saying I have killed the illegal while also giving them a fake Quinn.

"Here is where I need your help. There are a few problems with this. Everything needs to be done today. I have told them I would deal with everything. I will be going to break out Peter and for that, I think Logan you will be the best to help me. The second thing might be an even bigger problem.

"I'm sure we all know if I told Quinn of this plan, he would never agree to sacrifice Peter for himself.

"Even when I spoke to him earlier, he still thinks there is a way to save Peter. The truth is, this might be the only way to save him. The humans will experiment on him to no end, but the vampires will at least give him a quick death. Giving Peter to them is not enough to fool them.

"We can smell our own kind, and Peter himself is not a vampire but a sub class of a vampire. If I handed Peter over, they would be able to tell he was a fake in an instant."

Out from his pocket, Fex placed the flask on the table and put it in front of Vorden.

"During my time here, I have come to the conclusion that Vorden, you are the closest to Quinn. Whatever it takes you must fill up that flask with his own blood, but it's important he does not find out about this. I have a suggestion which I think only you could do, and that's to knock Quinn and force the blood from him. He is a curious one, if you try to come up with an excuse thier is a good chance he will follow you, and it will ruin the whole plan.

"By the time Quinn wakes up, we will have already been gone."

Fex had finished detailing out everything to the others, and they couldn't quite believe it. Both Logan and Vorden had suspected something like this would happen one day; they just didn't expect it to happen in the middle of an event like this. The other thing was they didn't even have time to prepare, they would have to act immediately.

Vorden picked up the flask and placed it in his back pocket.

"We have no choice, we have to do this," Vorden said. "But I have one question. Surely, sooner or later, they will find out that Peter is not the person they are looking for. What happens then? Will they come to look for Quinn again and what will happen to you once they found out you tricked them?"

The serious face on Fex had changed to quite a sad-looking one after hearing this question. It was almost as if he had prepared himself for something. "The vampires are careful ones. It will be a while before they send someone after Quinn. At least this will give him more time. Quinn is special even though I know that, he gets stronger by the day. As for your second question, that is not for you to worry about and for me to deal with."

With everything said and done and with no time to waist, the group split up and proceeded with the plan.

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Chapter 322 Finding power

In the middle of Fex's explanation, after hearing and learning that the matter had something to do with Quinn, a particular person had found out that he could be in trouble. In the dark backroom of Vorden's mind, Sil had stood up and was interested in what they had to say.

Most things seemed uninteresting to him, and with nothing happening so far that relied on Vorden using him, he had remained quiet.

He listened carefully while standing by Vorden on his left side and Raten was thier on his right. The explanation had just finished as Fex asked Vorden to gather Quinn's blood.

"Well...of course, we're not going to agree to that right?" Raten asked. "Hey, I know I'm crazy, and I'll fight anything, but do you remember what happened last time? He turned into that bald-headed monster. Sorry, but I'm not fighting in this one."

"Raten, didn't you just say you would fight anything?" Vorden replied back, annoyed.

"Sorry... I refuse to fight anything that's that ugly with no plus side. At least when fighting a beast we get a crystal out of it. A human, well that's just fun, but that."

After hearing what Raten had to say, Vorden was concerned and was hesitant whether or not to agree to the plan. Quinn was definitely strong. If it was the Quinn from a few months back, then maybe without Raten's help and a strong ability, he would be able to knock Quinn out and gather some blood.

Right now, he would need at least two strong abilities to increase his chances. It wasn't just a question of winning such a fight, but being strong enough to overpower Quinn to the point where he could win without having to badly hurt him.

He could always try to find an excuse to ask about the blood, but he couldn't think of anything right now and needed a backup plan in case that didn't work.

It looked like Fex's suggestion of beating and knocking him out was the best one. The question was whether he could do it without Raten's help.

"Say, we'll do it, Sil said all of a sudden.

This response came as a surprise to Vorden. The whole reason they had gotten close with Quinn in the first place was due to the way Sil saw Quinn.

"If we don't do this, the bad people will take Quinn away, right?" Sil asked.

It seemed like he had understood more than he thought. Vorden felt bad for underestimating Sil. Maybe he was slowly getting better. His mind returning to what it once was.

"Yes, you're right. If we do this, then the bad people won't take Quinn away."

With Sil agreeing to help and fight Quinn just in case, they decided to take the job and get the flask.

Vorden asked Layla to head back to her hotel room and prepare whatever she thought might help. In her room, there were still a few items she had from Pure that should be able to help block out the cameras around the place. The truth was, Vorden just wanted Layla to leave him alone while he made some preparations of his own. He didn't actually expect her to have some useful things.

If there was the chance he was going to fight Quinn, then he needed the strongest powers he could find, and he knew just the place to get them.

Inside her hotel room, Layla went under her bed and pulled out what looked like a small metal box. On the front was a keypad where she proceeded to input the code in her mind. Soon, the small metal box was opened, revealing the black ball that was usually in there.

This time though, the black ball looked a little different than before, as a blue flashing light was blinking on the front. This indicated that there had been a message left on it. Placing the blinking black ball on her bed, she chose to ignore it.

'No, I am no longer a part of Pure or that life.' With her palm faced towards the ball, she started to concentrate. Slowly, components of the black ball were being pulled out piece by piece. They were gradually lifted away from the black ball and eventually, the ball stopped blinking.

Inside the box, there were still a few more things inside. She quickly grabbed them and placed it in the pouch around her waist. They were special tools that she had been trained with her whole life, although she hadn't used them that much since it was her first mission and she hadn't really been given any tasks.

She quickly went to leave the room to meet up with Vorden at their designated spot. But before doing so, she turned around one more time and took a look at the black ball. As she closed the door, she muttered,

"Goodbye, Agent 100."

Most of the students were still outside enjoying the atmosphere, checking out the stalls and playing all the games. It was busier than the first day because the public had also been invited to check out the place as well. It wasn't too late, and everyone was filled with excitement.

However, Vorden was not one of these people. He continuously looked around the area to see if he could find the person he was looking for. Eventually, on his way to his destination, his search had led him back to the Block, Block game Quinn had played the other day.

There were more people stationed outside, and there was even a large queue. It seemed like the video had made the game go viral. While looking at the line, he could only see students making up the majority of the queue. There were some with high levels on their wristwatch, but he couldn't tell what their abilities were just by looking at them.

It was a shame that Berg, one of the Sunshield fire users, was taking part in the fighting tournament. The strongest students currently in the school were all underneath the arena and were in that event.

This meant Vorden only had one choice, but had no idea where to find them. However, it looked like luck hadn't given up on him yet, for the girly looking man who sat by them today, was also by the gaming area.

'Wasn't he one of the four leaders, the leader of the Graylash family? Owen, if I remember correctly?' Vorden thought.

Owen was wearing what looked like a fairly large traditional-looking gown. It covered him from his shoulders and went all the way down to his feet. It was white in colour and suited him well, but only made his girly features stand out more.

While Vorden was looking in his direction, the two pairs of eyes seemed to catch each other, and the man gave a wink.

Owen had left the booth of the game he was watching and decided to walk over towards Vorden. Seeing this, Vorden strangely chose to walk away from the premises, up to the ledge where there were next to no people.

'Oh, he wants me to follow him, huh. Well, this should be interesting,' Owen thought.

Owen decided to play along with whatever games the student had, remembering that both he and the other one had reacted strongly after witnessing the video. He had returned to the gaming area tonight, expecting for the student to perhaps return, gaming for he was the one in the video. The other students thought of the same thing, but it looked like that wouldn't be happening.

All the other students seemed dull and boring after witnessing the video.

As soon as the man had come over, without saying a word, Vorden had gone in for a quick and unsuspected grab. All he needed to do was get in a single touch, and the powers would be copied.

It was truly unexpected. Owen had expected that the student only wanted to talk, but his reactions were far quicker than the boys. Releasing that Vorden's intent was not to hurt him, he quickly thought that there must have been some other reason for this strange attack. There was no power behind this strike, and it was too sudden in front of too many people.

Owen quickly opened up his gown, and from his waist, he pulled out a metallic fan. He quickly spread it open and blocked Vorden's fingers from touching him.

However, Vorden was persistent and tried again with his other hand, but that too was knocked away. Not knowing Vorden's true intentions, Owen stepped back and initiated a small spark in his right hand. It was out of sight for others to see since his body was blocking most of it, plus he had purposely made it very small.

It was a warning. If Vorden tried to strike again, he wouldn't hesitate to use his powers.

'I have no choice,' Vorden thought. 'This is for Quinn.'

The look in Vorden's eyes suddenly changed, even being felt by Owen. He had never felt such a strong presence come from a student before. He thought that he was right to think those kids from before were interesting. Using the fan, he covered the bright smile on his face. Never before had a student made him feel this way.

"My name is Vorden Blade from the Blade family. Using my name, I request you to stand down. Answer my request and give me your hand."

Upon hearing the words spoken from the student, he now knew it was no laughing matter. The smile he had before dropped in an instant, and as quick as the smile had dropped, so did Owen with his request and gave Vorden his hand.

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Chapter 323 The power of a secre

With his sizeable white gown and hair covering his face, Owen wasn't very recognisable to the outside people. Unlike the other family leaders, no one knew what he looked like. Today was the first time the newly appointed head was revealed, and that was only found out to the people in the booth.

Sure, there were some like Quinn and his group who had paid attention to who was sitting in those seats. But none that knew about the situation. When looking at someone so young, they would have never suspected them of being a leader.

The people around outside weren't even paying attention to such a thing that was happening off to the side.

They were far too involved in their own things or the gaming centre that was close by. After learning about Vorden's true name, he had no choice and gave his hand.

The excitement that was felt when following this student now turned into horror. Although his heart was beating rapidly and he was a little scared, there still was a little spark in the back of his mind.

'I wonder why he needs to borrow my power?' His curiosity to find out new and exciting things had always been his downfall. He even felt that his current views were different from the head and those around him.

Owen was always interested in the younger generation who was closer to his age. He wanted to know how they felt about the way things were currently run.

However, if he was to try to get involved or intervene in a situation like this, it would have possibly been one of the most dangerous things to do.

"Thank you." Vorden said, letting go of Owen's hand.

No matter how interested Owen was, now was not the time to get involved with such a dangerous individual. He took a few steps back and planned to get away but seeing his actions Vorden called out to him immediately.

"Wait." Vorden called out. "I want you to take me to where the other leaders are."

Hearing this came as a considerable shock to Owen, was he planning to use their powers too? The big four leaders powers were beyond a level 8 ability. It was to the point where it couldn't be measured. When looking at Vorden, it was clear he was a student, whoever he had trouble with or whoever he needed to deal with. Just his power alone should have been enough.

Now the excitement was too much, and he had even forgotten to hide the grin on his face.

'Maybe the events won't be so boring after all.'

With no choice, Owen walked, and Vorden followed behind. On the way, they quickly went to one of the stalls to purchase a change of clothing for Vorden. He too was now in a large white gown that was a little too big, as part of the back was dragging along the floor.

"Is this really necessary?" He asked.

"Of course." Owen chuckled as the two of them, continued to walk.

Eventually, they had reached their destination. It was a hotel room that was slightly larger and fancier than the rest, Hotel number one. This was where all of the higher class members that were invited to the event were staying. The rest had to get a train out to other parts of the city and come in early in the morning.

Before entering the building, the two of them stopped outside.

"Do you know how to use my powers?" Owen asked.

"Not everything, but I should be able to do something." Vorden replied as he started to twirl his hand around. Particular elemental abilities were quite similar in use but reacted differently when being used. An example of this was when gathering water. To gather water and wind, one did the same thing, but water would be a bit harder to control due to the weight and shape of it.

When twirling his hand in a circular motion, he tried to imagine the ability as a water one. Suddenly following the palm of his hand, a stream of electric would follow it. He continued to move his hands in a circular motion, and now a full circle of blue electrical light could be seen.

"Quick learner as expected," Owen said, impressed. "The kids at our school would cry in horror if they found out you could produce something like that on your first try."

Owen then opened up two of his fingers and created a connected spark, passing the blue lightning between his thumb to his finger. "This should do, there is no need to perform what you did before."

With the quick lesson over, the two of them walked up to the front of the hotel lobby where the guards were stationed. Owen was allowed to pass but Vorden was stopped.

"That kid is with me, he is a member of the Graylash family." Owen said with a wink towards Vorden.

He suddenly realised why now they had the quick lesson before. Opening up his thumb and his index finger, he had presented to the guards the same trick that Owen had shown moments before. There was no better proof that one was part of the Graylash family other than displaying it with their powers.

Usually, this wouldn't have been enough, but with one of the big four, who was also considered one of the leaders of the current United Earth Alliance. They allowed him to pass.

The elevator was taken to one of the top floors, and when they arrived, there were only a few rooms with large doors. These doors all had different decorations on the outside. In the centre of the double door going over the parting point. Was the engraving of the family's crest.

'No guards?' Vorden noticed. This was upon the request of the four themselves. They preferred it this way. Secrecy was a big part of thier power, and Vorden knew that better than anyone.

Right now, they were standing in front of what looked like a large shield with a flame on it.

Owen knocked on the door and was quite pleased he would be interacting with Burnie once again.

"Those blasted soldiers, I told them not to disturb me. I'm going to have to speak to Owen about this. This treatment is unacceptable." The ramblings of a deep voice man could be heard through the doors. It seemed like the man was trying to speak quietly, but he had one of those voices that would be carried and heard throughout no matter what.

The doors flew open wide and fast and in its place was a large round-bellied man, with messy Red hair. The trait of the Sunshield family. The instant the doors opened, Burnie's ears started to produce steam at the sight of the man in front of him.

"You." He pointed at Owen. "So it looks like you really wanted that fight after all. To come to my room in the middle of the night." He had completely ignored the person standing next to him and continued to focus only on Owen

In case things got ugly, Owen had placed his hand on his metallic fan. Vorden now realised if he was planning to use such a weapon against one of the big four, it couldn't have been a regular fan but a high-class beast weapon instead.

"As much as I would like to teach you to not judge a book by its cover. I have come for over reasons." Owen tried to explain, but it seemed like Burnie wasn't listening at all.

Flames from both of his forearms were slowly starting to appear upward towards his elbow, and a red hot tribal pattern was shown on his skin. This was something Vorden hadn't seen when he thought with Berg.

'Is it part of his soul weapon." Realising this, there was a chance this fight could get serious fast.

Owen quickly stepped to the side and presented both of his hands at Vorden. "This man is part of the Blade family, and he has asked for our assistance."

Hearing the name, Burnies reaction had immediately changed just like Owen's. The flames had died down, and the tribal Tattoos that went up his arm disappeared as well.

Burnie gave the person next to him one look, and knew what he wanted instantly, and presented his hand while looking away, making sure not to make eye contact.

"If that's all you came for, get out of here. I was just about to take a nice hot bath." Burnie said but now with a lot less anger in his voice. Making sure to not offend the person in front of him.

Now with two of the strongest powers in the world, Vorden was confident he could deal with Quinn. There was no need for him to get the Greylashes power and inform more people that he was here. Her power was to control beasts, and there weren't any around here, besides, even if there were it would be too difficult to move and would cause a huge uproar.

Then there was only Jack left. The newest addition to the big families. Unlike the other families, it had no history and was only recently created. The others had been going on for generations even before the war with the Dalki. IF Vorden was to ask him for anything, he wasn't even sure he would comply.

However, there was another reason. With this much power following through his body, if he was to meet Jack right now, there was a good chance he wouldn't hold back and burnt him to a crisp. It was quite possible it would ignite a war, and that wasn't his decision to make. He wasn't the leader of the Blade family, and if they found out he was abusing their name like this, even he could get into trouble.

"I don't have to tell you guys that I was never here." Vorden said. "but before I go. I need one more thing, is there a place or spot I can use where no one will know if I'm using these powers?"

Burnie huffed out a puff of hot air before answering. "There is, I often use it to cool down once in a while. They created the room with me in mind, and of course, there are no cameras, even if they were everything would have been burnt by now. It's an empty room with nothing inside, and the walls are soundproof. Whatever you're planning to do in there nobody will be able to tell.

"It's a place only permitted to be used by us, it was something I had to fight hard for them to make."

"Perfect." Vorden replied.

The two leaders had scary thoughts in their mind at what possibly could Vorden need the room for, and why did he need the two of their powers, but they didn't ask and only told Vorden where to go."

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Chapter 324 The crazy 10th

Down the hotel lobby, the two boys Fex and Logan, were heading towards Logan's room. After finding out about the plan, Logan was happy to hear that his time hadn't been wasted. He informed Fex that plenty of things in his room might have been of great use to them.

During the walk to Logan's room, it was a quiet one, though. The two boys were hardly left alone with each other, and their first meeting was quite an eventful one. Fex didn't hold any hard feelings about Logan blasting him across the room but thought that Logan might have felt wrong about it.

However, Logan hadn't even thought about the situation even once before; the reason for his silence was just because he wasn't much of a talker when he wanted to be. When he had something to say, he would speak all out, explaining every little detail. But most of the time, he wouldn't be speaking, spending all his time thinking about things inside his head.

Still, Fex couldn't think of a better person who would be able to help him with this task. He had seen how helpful he was during the Truedream plan, and he needed his smarts.

The two of them entered Logan's room, and Fex's eyes opened wide at what he could see. Unlike the other places, Logan's seemed to be quite different from the rest.

"Is all this stuff yours?" Fex asked, still looking around the room in amazement.

"I know, it's a shame I couldn't bring more stuff with me, but at least I don't feel uncomfortable with all this around," Logan said as he proceeded to head to his desk.

The room looked like it had been completely converted. Each student was given the same size room, and the layout of the rooms was the same. Yet Logan, somehow, in the short time here, had managed to transform the whole place into a miniature version of his own room back at the academy. The desk was now filled with a laptop, that had multiple gadgets and wires attached to it.

The room had several other gadgets and chests around and about in different room areas, and digital maps and other things were displayed on the wall.

He then further realized that Logan had only just been knocked out of the tournament and spent very little time in the room. There were so many questions that Fex wanted to ask, but there wasn't enough time.

"I'm not sure if you knew, but if you didn't pick me to help you break Peter out from the underground arena, then I was going to volunteer anyway," Logan said as he pulled up a 3d model of the floor directly underneath the arena. "I wasn't too bothered about the event, I'm sure you know, but I was concerned about Peter. Incase Quinn or the others changed their mind, I tried and tried to find a way to help Peter escape.

"When trying to find a way from the dungeon, it was impossible for me as I had no clue what it looked like. But with the underground arena, I was able to explore and keep track of the guards and everyone's attention personally. I came up with a plan, but there was still a problem. Even if we could get Peter out, what do we do then?

"They would soon notice and prepare a search for him. Where in the middle of military base one, and we know where nothing is. With nowhere for him to go, breaking him out would be useless and would only further get us into trouble. It seems like my research will be put into use after all. I'm assuming you, or whoever was planning to take you already has a plan to leave this place."

Logan then proceeded to show and explain to Fex all the small details. Logan had kept track of where each camera was positioned and its range of motion. He even had the guards schedule planned in his head—the ones standing by the events as well as the two that were always by Peter's side.

The level of detail was incredible, and when looking around the room, he noticed there had been an immense amount of research that had been put into trying to get Peter out of the dungeon as well.

"I guess he means a lot to you. A true friend, huh?" Fex said.

Logan thought about this for a while.

"I guess," Logan replied. "After meeting Quinn, I have made a few companions, but Peter was more than a friend, he was an assistant, and it would be hard for me to find an assistant as good as him."

Fex was slightly confused by Logan's words. He couldn't imagine Peter being a good assistant, but soon released based on Logan's personality; Peter was probably the best one for him. Never asked any questions, remained silent most of the time, never went to sleep, and would do as asked. In a way, Peter was like a robot.

And the only thing Logan was surrounded by most of the time, were tech like things, a robot would be the perfect assistant.

With the plan and all the details ready, Logan left the room but not before erasing all the details off his computer. He then walked over to the corner of the room and pulled out a small metallic box. Once opening the package inside were six different masks that coverd the bottom part of one's face.

He then walked over and presented the masks to Fex.

"What's this?" Fex asked.

"Do you remember Quinn's mask? While making his, we went through a few prototypes. It was a waste to throw them away, so I decided to keep them and made some enhancements. The masks can communicate with each other as well as be used as a voice changer. It will be used to keep our identity hidden."

Looking down at the mask, he could see there were indeed plenty of designs, and that's when he noticed there was one that looked a little like a bull. It suited him well, especially since he had Ham still.

"I'll take this one."

The two placed the masks in their back pocket as they left the hotel room one more time and headed for the elevators. Once inside, they headed down to the first floor and were patiently waiting in the lobby for the next part of their plan. This was important as the timing had to be perfect. When the guards would change shift, this was their moment to get Peter out.

The two went over to a table that had several sofas placed around it. It was starting to get late now, so fewer and fewer people were beginning to pass through the hotel lobby area. Once again, the two of them seemed to be sitting in silence, and it was starting to drive Fex a little crazy.

They still had a good twenty minutes before they had to make their move, and he was wondering if he could last that long without saying anything. However, surprisingly Logan was the first one to speak to Fex.

"I assume you know a lot of V's, yes, Originally being from there and all?" Logan asked.

"V's?" Fex replied, then soon releasing what it stood for. "Oh, yeah, sorry. Yes, I know a lot. Why?"

"Do you know any that seemed to have an interest in computer systems of the sort? Or advanced in technology, perhaps even obsessed." Logan asked. After meeting both Fex and Quinn, he could tell there was a clear difference. When handing the mask over to Fex, Logan made sure to make contact, yet no message appeared like the one that had happened when touching Quinn.

This meant that the system seemed to be unique to Quinn. Logan was looking for answers to his questions and possibly thought there was a chance he could find out who created the book Quinn had been given. Whoever had made such a system it was way beyond anything they currently had.

"Honestly, the technology we uh... V's use is a little bit more advanced than what you have, but at the same time, it feels old. It's kind of hard to explain. I guess V's are quite traditional in a sense, so some are against using technology to better their lives, but we have to rely on it in some cases. Because of this, I don't know anyone specifically who is interested in technology, apart from a few of the young ones like me." Fex replied.

"Interesting… but then who created all your technological advancements if they are more advanced than what we currently have?" Logan asked.

Fex started to laugh nervously as he had never really thought about these types of things before. He just took the stuff he had for granted without thinking much about it. "I'll be honest; I have no clue. But when you asked about obsessiveness, it does remind me about a story the others used to tell me. You see, just like your head generals of each military base, we also have Leaders or Council members. Thirteen to be price, and number ten was always known to be… well, a bit crazy.

"Although he wasn't obsessed with the technology, he was obsessed with Magic. His powers were unique even for vampires, and I heard some of the vampires' advancements were due to him, but honestly, other than that, I don't know much at all. I'm still young for a vampire, and this was all past my time."

It was a long shot, but it was the only thing Logan could go off; perhaps if he ever obtained more information about vampires in the future, he could look into this 10th council member more.

Just then, they heard a beep from their watches. Indicating it was time for them to move.

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Chapter 325 A love triangle

As soon as the timer had gone off, a few little spiders started falling down to the ground from underneath Logan's sleeve. The two boys continued their fake conversation with hand gestures and such.

"So, what's your favourite sandwich?" Fex asked, trying to make the conversation look a tad bit more realistic by asking a real question.

However, Logan looked as if he was really struggling to decide his answer. He placed his hand on his chin and looked up into a corner.

"Hmm, I would probably have to say cheese and onion. But since my body doesn't deal with cheese that well... I guess if we were talking about favourites, then it would depend on my cravings at the time. Regarding how the question is phrased, the best sandwich differs. Do you mean the best tasting? Best one for your health? Or perhaps the best ingredients?"

"Eh, I guess you can tell me all three then?" Fex's tone had a nervous vibe to it, as he wasn't expecting a real answer back.

The spiders had now fanned out, and once they had completed their tasks, they reported back to the server, namely, Logan.

In the middle of their intense conversation, Logan suddenly stopped and stood up. "Let's go."

The underground arena was accessible from any hotel room. It was designed this way so when contestants were eliminated, they could easily rejoin with their military base. This meant that each of the elevators were in some way linked. One would usually require a pass to go to the lower floors, but that wasn't a problem to worry about. Not for Logan anyway.

They continued walking through the lobby and headed towards the elevator area. Fex glanced at the camera in the corner and could see a spider falling from it before rejoining back up with Logan. Once the doors opened, they both stepped in. The cameras within and outside the elevators weren't able to capture their figures.

The cameras were set to loop footage for two minutes, once the time was up, it would then begin showing the live feed. It was currently night time and there were no other contestants that would be making their way from the underground up to the lobby. Once they were past these cameras, there would be no more problems since there were no other cameras in the underground section.

Logan could assume this was due to the same reason why there weren't any cameras at the school. Many students would be practising their abilities. Their families simply wouldn't allow them to spy and gather information by looking at what the students were doing.

While in the elevator the two of them placed both their masks over their face.

"So far, everything's going well," Fex confidently commented. "Now, Vorden, Layla, it's all up to you.

Without the blood, everything they were doing was pointless.

Vorden told Layla to meet him just outside of the number one military hotel building. He even informed her that he found a place and everything was ready. All she needed to do now was bring Quinn over to the destination.

Since he already told her of his plan beforehand, there was no need for her to use her tools. There would be no cameras inside when Quinn entered the room with Vorden, her job there was to be the lookout. Although only members from the big four could use the room, that didn't mean they themselves wouldn't. However, there was still the slight chance that Mona Bree or Jack would try to use it.

Burnie had informed Vorden that this was extremely unlikely, in all the years the place had been built, it was never once used by them. In fact, he reckoned that he was the only one to have ever used the place.

She stood outside Quinn's door and took a deep breath before raising her hand to knock. It felt like the work she was doing now was more like the double-agent-type-stuff back when she was in Pure. These were the things that she had been trained to do, it seemed a little funny that she was still using it despite already leaving them.

"Okay, let's do this!" Just as Layla was about to tap the door with her knuckles, it suddenly opened.

"Layla, what are you doing here this late?" Quinn asked her.

"But... How…?" She started asking questions in her mind. 'How did he know someone was by the door?'

"Oh... You don't need to worry, I could smell you were coming" Quinn responded.

"Smell?" These words stung her a bit. She was tempted to lift her arms up to see if she really did smell that bad.

Upon seeing that she felt somehow insulted, Quinn realized that what he said just now could have been easily misinterpreted.

"No! I didn't mean that you smell... I meant like, you smell great," he said while blushing. "You know, because of my sensitive nose and all."

The both of them left the room and headed outside towards the military base once Layla said that she wanted to walk for a bit and that she had something important to say. Quinn thought that he already knew what the subject would be. It had to be about Fex's confession.

As the two of them were walking, they felt a little awkward because of their previous conversation at the door. Quinn didn't know what to say to make it up to her. While pondering over this matter, Quinn had fallen back a little and was walking just behind Layla.

He noticed that he was staring at her from behind a lot more than usual. Due to this, he started to think back about what Fex said, about how he wanted to inform him beforehand since he assumed that there was something going on between the two of them. And now, Layla asked to have a private conversation with him as well.

'No... It can't be…Does Layla like me? When she asked him to turn her, did she mean something else by it?' His mind couldn't help but have these kinds of thoughts. 'If Layla likes me... and Fex likes her, then that means... Oh no! I'm in a love triangle! If she's here to confess to me, then what do I say? I can't say yes to her… I can't do this to Fex.'

While his mind wandered about in this confused and crazy contemplation, the both of them eventually arrived outside a small building behind the hotel. Although it was very plain-looking, it was also large at the same time. This reminded Quinn of the storage room where he first found the Shadow Ability.

He wondered why Layla chose this place to converse with him, he could only guess it was due to it being away from everyone else. Layla then turned around and faced him. It looked as if she wanted to say something, but was also struggling on how to say it.

"I know what you want to talk about." Quinn decided to initiate the discussion. He didn't want the situation to be more awkward than it already was. "This is about Fex, isn't it?"

'How does he know?' She was surprised once again.

Feeling a bit contemplated, she started to speak, "Look Quinn–"

"You don't need to say anymore.." However, Quinn suddenly interrupted her.

"Quinn, Vorden is waiting for you inside," She blurted out before things really got out of hand.

'Wait…Vorden? How is he involved in all of this?' Quinn was now truly confused about what was going on

"Look, I just felt bad about lying, saying that I needed to speak to you. The truth is, Vorden said that he wanted to talk to you. He's inside waiting." Layla then walked over to the metallic-looking doors and inputted the code that Vorden told her. It really was nearly the same storage room back on the red portal planet.

At first, Quinn moved to the entrance, but he stopped just outside of it. Could he really trust Layla?

Because he didn't know what was going on, Quinn was starting to think that this was possibly a trap set up by Pure. Perhaps Layla was planning to double-cross him and was still working with them.

"Is Vorden really inside here?" Quinn turned around and asked while looking at her.

At that moment, a hand suddenly pulled him from behind.

"Just get in here, you idiot!" Vorden's voice suddenly piped up, he shuffled both him and Quinn inside as the doors shut closed.

When the motion-sensor lights automatically turned on, they could both see that they were in a large plain white room. There were no windows around, there was nothing except the door they just entered from.

When Quinn turned around and saw Vorden, his worries settled down since it seemed like Layla was telling the truth.

The look on Vorden's face was not one which greeted a friend, but instead, it was of concern. In just an instant, his expression changed, Vorden now had the friendliest smile that Quinn had ever seen.

"Eh? Vorden, are you okay?" Quinn couldn't help but ask.

"Vorden?" He responded while tilting his head to the side and placing his finger on his lips. "No, I'm not Vorden, did you forget my name?" He responded with a question.

This strange reaction made Vorden look almost like a handsome blonde-haired puppy.

'What's going on?' Quinn thought. He was quite baffled; it seemed like all of his friends were acting strange recently. 'Aren't I meant to be the weird one in our group?'

"Don't you remember? We met before, I'm Sil."

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Chapter 326 Sil Vs Quinn

There were two outcomes between the situation with Vorden and Quinn. In Vorden's head, the best outcome would be for him to ask Quinn to put his blood in the flask kindly. If Quinn were to question why, he would simply tell him to trust him, and he would inform him about the details tomorrow.

However, knowing Quinn, he would try to get involved some way or another. On top of that, he would try following him. If the first part of the plan worked, then Vorden would hand the flask to Layla while keeping an eye on Quinn, making sure he didn't leave the room until everything was done. Hopefully, this would all lead to avoiding him fighting with Quinn.

Then again, Vorden was someone who always needed to prepare himself for all of the possible scenarios. There was a good chance that when asking for his blood, Quinn wouldn't do so without saying why, leading him to forcefully take the blood.

In both cases, these would lead to a fight. If this was to happen, Vorden wanted the fight to be over as quickly as possible, which meant he would need to utilise both of the abilities.

The second Vorden had pushed Quinn into the room. He had made the switch with Sil, so if anything were to happen, they would be ready.

"Okay, so remember what we've planned?" Vorden asked, standing right next to him. Sil was currently in the seat and Raten was standing a little bit further away from them with a smile.

"If you think for a second that this will go the way you expect it to go, then you're crazy," Raten said out loud with a little chuckle, waiting for disaster to strike.

"Repeat after me. I need you to trust me Quinn, and I need you to do me a favour. I don't want you to ask why, but I need some of your blood," said Vorden.

However, the words were simply ignored as Sil decided to do his own thing.

"But I'm not Vorden. Did you forget my name? I'm Sil." he said outward, looking at Quinn.

Hearing Vorden speak, it seemed a little strange to Quinn. Although it sounded like him, at the same time, it didn't. The emphasis on certain words, as well as the fluctuations in his voice, were just a tad off.

Not just that, but the way he was currently standing. Everything just felt wrong, and now he was saying his name was Sil?

"What are you doing, Sil?!" Vorden could not help but shout. "He can't find out about you!"

Sil turned his head and looked at Vorden behind him before responding, "Shut up. I can do what I want. It's my body anyway."

Vorden gulped as he took a step back. There was nothing he could do when Sil got like this. So he decided to just wait and see the outcome.

"It's been a while since we've last met." Sil giggled. "Let me ask you something. Are we friends?"

There was a brief pause as Quinn was trying to figure out just what was going on.

"Of course we are, Vorden," Quinn replied.

Sil shook his head rapidly back and forth as he stomped his feet in a peculiar manner. At the same time, flames from his feet rose into the air before dissipating.

"No!" He yelled. "Not Vorden. I already told you. I'm Sil."

Seeing a fire ability appear all of a sudden made Quinn take a few steps back. He knew this power belonged to one of the big four, so he could not help but wonder why Vorden currently had it. Something strange was happening here.

'Sil...why does Vorden keep referring to himself as Sil?' While thinking of this, Quinn started to think about the possibilities.

'Did Pure get to him? Or has someone with a mind control ability taken over Vorden's body? Perhaps, it might have even been a vampire.'

He didn't fully understand the capabilities of the vampires, so he thought this might have been their way to try and get rid of him once they found out.

Whatever the case was, it was clear that the person in front of him right now, wasn't the Vorden he knew.

"Why are you stepping back?" Sil said as he reached out his hand. "Don't be scared. Why are you scared…." Suddenly, tears started to flow from his eyes. They ran down his cheek before trickling to the ground.

"Don't be scared… Don't be scared…" He continued to mumble as he looked at Quinn. "Please don't be scared, Caser. I promise I will never hurt you again."

Although the words spoken were quiet, with Quinn's hearing, he could hear every word. He heard him speak of a name, which he did not know of.

"Please, Sil," Vorden yelled, trying one more time to reach out to him. He knew that if this went on, perhaps Quinn would be seriously hurt. The goal was only to get his blood and nothing more. "Quinn is not Caser, we need him. We are here to help him, right? You don't want him to go, so just ask for the blood…"

Making sure to not be too pushy, this was all that he could do while he silently prayed.

The words had gotten through to him, as Sil saw the worried look on his face. He grabbed his hand and placed it towards his chest while wiping his tears away with the other.

"He's right. You are not Caser." Looking up, he gave a smile. "Please remember my name next time. It's Sil. Since we're friends, I need to ask you for a favour."

Sil then went to his side and pulled out the metallic flask that had been given to him by Fex.

"I need you to fill this up with your blood."

Looking at the flask, Quinn noticed it in an instant. That was because it was the same one that he had been gifted with by Fex. This was the deciding factor in his mind.

'The vampires must have gotten to Vorden.' Somehow, they had found out. It was probably the reason why Fex had been acting strangely before. He now felt stupid for believing such an obvious lie.

'Did he betray me?' Quinn pondered. Perhaps, when he asked Quinn to leave that day, the vampires came and surrounded his friends. After that, they forced them to complete this task. He didn't know why they needed his blood, but he still had a lot to learn about vampires in the first place.

Then again, there was the possibility that they couldn't kill him outright due to him actually being one of the leaders. Still, whatever the case was, Quinn wasn't going to go down without a fight.

"I'm sorry. I can't," Quinn replied. "And Vorden, I don't know how, but I promise I'll save you."

With nothing left to say, Quinn activated his Shadow Quip ability. Dark shadows quickly covered his arms and legs, as well his new chest piece in the centre. He then quickly charged forward and left the clouds of shadows behind, but right now, his body was all of his equipment.

"I know how strong you are, Vorden. Hence the reason why I can't go easy on you."

'Activate Wind Walk.'

'Skill Daze.'

[Daze failed.]

"Quick, Sil! Take him out now!" Vorden shouted.

Sil quickly curled up, bringing his arms and head towards his chest. He then gathered the power of the fire energy around the centre. Soon, little flames could be seen on top of all his clothing. Slowly, they started to burn away even at the fire-resistant school uniform. The fire power was too strong.

As Quinn started to get closer, he could sense something was up.

"Shadow Control." Lifting up the shadow in front of him, he made sure to have it ready, prepared as a shield for whatever was to come. Once Vorden attacked, that's when Quinn would strike using his blood abilities.

At the moment, he still hadn't used his blood bank, nor his own flask, so his HP was low. This was another reason for him wanting to finish off the fight fast.

Enough time had passed, and Sil was ready. He suddenly extended his hands and head outward like a spring, causing a dome of fire to be released outward, heading in all directions.

There was nothing Quinn could do but brace himself with his shadow. As the outer edge of the fire dome grew closer, it had finally hit his shadow.

[MC Cells 0]

As soon as the fire had touched Quinn's shadow, it had disappeared in an instant, consuming all of his MC cells. This could have only meant one thing. The attack was just too powerful.

'Who's fire ability did he copy?' Quinn thought.

However, the shadow was able to cause a small crack in the dome, allowing him to pass through and come out of the attack unharmed. But now, with no more MC cells, he could no longer rely on his shadow ability, only leaving him with his blood abilities.

'It seems I have no choice. I have to use my blood bank. I'll just curb my addiction next time.'

But before he could even do that, a blue stream of light flashed before his eyes, and Sil, who was on the other side of the room, was now directly in front of him.

"Go to sleep, my dear Quinn," Sil said as he placed his hand on top of Quinn's head, and unleashed a fury of electricity through his body.

His body shook rapidly back and forth as the electricity passed through. He gritted his teeth, trying to take the pain, but it was too much for him as his vision slowly faded to black.

[1/95 HP]

[You have been knocked out]

As Sil let go of Quinn's head, he allowed his body to drop to the floor.

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Chapter 327 I'm going to miss him.

Standing inside the small room looking at Peter directly In front of them. Fex couldn't believe it. They had successfully and quickly managed to make their way to Peter's room with no trouble at all. This type of thing could have only been done with extensive research and Fex looked at Logan in even more amazement now.

For Logan, his plan turned out better then he thought. Everything was easier then it would have been anywhere else, and the reason was that the military had kept to the same routine down to the last second. There were a few variables that Logan had planned out for but expected that he might not have needed them. When walking through certain hallways, and through the rooms, everything had turned out as he had expected.

Still, he had kept his spiders out to watch just in case. If they had made any changes to their routine, the spiders would have been able to see and inform him beforehand... There was only one tricky part of the whole operation, and that was due to the room Peter was in.

To keep an eye on Peter, he had been placed in a separate section compared to everyone else. A room made just for him that was void with contact to the outside.

On top of this, two guards were to be stationed by the door. This was better for both Fex and Quinn.

The military had expected an attack from the outside. The easiest time to attack would be during the event when the soldiers were busy and spread thin. If they caused a panic, they would be to busy with dealing with the public then dealing with the attack. They were confident in their measures and never expected someone from the inside to do anything.

Their main concern was with others or the students seeing them, so this was better for them all together. The two guards who were stationed at the front door were where Fex would come into play. The two of them stood just around the corner from Peter's room silently as they waited for the answer from above.

As soon as Vorden had successfully knocked out Quinn, they would act. If not, they would turn around and abandon the whole thing. They needed to wait because the only thing they could do at this point was to knock out the two guards in front of them and take Peter away. Logan had timed everything, so the shift change had just happened.

No one would find their beaten bodies for another hour. Which meant they needed to take Peter to Silver within the time frame.

Then a message had been received from above.

"He did it, and a lot quicker than I thought," Logan said, surprised.

From around the corner of the corridor, two spiders were released once again. They scaled up the wall and went above on the ceiling. They walked until they were just above the two soldiers' heads.

"You ready?" Logan asked as he could see Fex was fiddling with a string in his hand. This string was different from the usual type he would use. When Fex used his abilities before it would always be nearly invisible to the eye, but this string was dyed red like blood.

The ability had been infused with his vampire blood abilities to make it several times stronger. The only problem was it took some preparation time to use.

This was why he was unable to use it against the king tier beast before, at the same time he had already deemed it would be useless, for the king tier beast was far too strong. Still, for situations like this, it was perfect.

When Fex was finally ready, he gave the nod, and at the same time the spiders fell down hovering above the neck of the guards. Both of them felt something ticklish on their neck. One soldier tired slapping it, while another turned around trying to fling whatever was on him.

This small distraction was all that was needed for Fex to whip out his blood-red strings. Quickly they wrapped around their mouths like a spider web, before wrapping around their legs and pulling them to the ground. Then finally, their whole arms and legs had been covered.

They tried to break free from the strings, but it was nearly impossible for them. The spiders continued to move along their body, as it scanned for any traces of equipment that could give them away. The only thing that was found was a tracker that had been placed along with an alert button. However, the alert hadn't been pressed, so it was best to leave everything as it was for now.

The two of them entered the room, and they could see Peter standing there still. He had heard the commotion outside and was wondering just what was going on, but he had never expected to see these two.

Peter had already given up hope on being saved.

"I never expected you to save me," Peter said.

"Don't thank us yet, until you hear what we have to say. And it's not good news." Fex replied.

Back above ground, Vorden had now switched back with Sil. He had just sent a report to the others to proceed with what they were doing.

He hadn't extracted the blood yet as Fex had given him a warning and they needed to wait for the timing. He knew that Quinn was currently going through getting rid of his addiction.

Fex never knew about the connection Vorden had and never expected him to be able to get powers so powerful. He had hoped with Quinn going through the addiction, he would be weak enough to the point where it was easier for him to be knocked out and it seemed like it had worked. There were many times when Vorden had watched Quinn, he appeared to have been given two or three chances, as if he had more lives than one, but this time that hadn't happened.

However, this also meant there was a chance that during the fight, Quinn would be close to turning into a Blood sucker. He had been informed that there should be a flask similar on Quinn's body. Vorden searched and found an exact replica. The next step was to wait patiently for the others to get back to him, or until there were signs that Quinn was starting to change.

"We have successfully gotten Peter, we're coming up now," Logan said.

Everything seemed to have fallen into place. Layla had entered the room and was now standing by Quinn's side, both of them looking at Quinn's body.

"How do you think he will react when he wakes up?" Layla asked.

"I think he'll be pissed, but he will understand. He will soon realise if he was in our shoes, he would have done the same thing." Vorden replied. As he pulled out a small little dagger and proceeded to cut Quinn on the arm. Blood started seeping from the wound and fell into the flask.

"Do you think this is right, aren't we just sacrificing one life for another?" Layla asked.

"Don't forget, Peter had already been caught by the military there was nothing we could do. This solves both our problems. They never find out about the vampires, and for a short while it will get the vampires off our back."

[0/95 HP]

[Blood lust is at its maximum]

[You are now transforming]

The standard messages would appear, even though Quinn wasn't conscious.

Suddenly as the flask was filled. Quinn's body started to jolt up and down as it began to shake. Vorden knew what this was straight away. He quickly handed over the flask with Quinn's blood to Layla.

He then grabbed the other flask that was on Quinn's body, he held his mouth open with one hand while pouring it all in with the other. A few moments later, and the shaking had stopped. The veins and muscles that were bulging had calmed down, and it looked like everything was safe for now.

[Multiple blood types has been consumed]

[calculating stat increases]

"Here take this as well," Vorden said, handing over the second flask. "Fex said for Quinn to keep it, but I'm afraid it might only bring us more trouble in the future, give it back to him. Don't worry about me and just go." Vorden shouted.

Before leaving, she took one look at Quinn, there was a good chance that his current life now would be hers. Always running away, but still. At least Quinn isn't following anyone, he chose to do things his own way. With that, she ran off out of the building.

"Don't wake up Quinn," Vorden said. "It's for your own good."

Outside, the two boys had returned with Peter, they had given him one of the masks to wear for now in case the other students outside would see him. Although it was pretty late now, and nearly all of the students had already returned to their rooms.

Layla came running out towards them, as they met on the platform a little away from military hotel 2. She could see the three boys in their masks, and she had to admit, it looked a little intimidating. The masks had a scary look to them in their designs and made them all appear as demons.

"Do you have the blood?" Fex asked.

"It's right here," Layla said, handing over the flask. She then quickly pulled out the second one and handed it to him as well. "Vorden said he knows you mean well, but there is a chance others could come looking for it."

Fex wanted to say no, he wanted Quinn to at least have something to remember him by when he left. This was a gift, but at the same time, he would just be selfish otherwise if he insisted. It was true, if humans found the flask, there was a good chance he would be investigated. He took the two flasks and then grabbed Peter by the arm.

"Tell Quinn he doesn't have to worry about the vampires, there are no vampires stationed at military base two, nor are there any at the other military bases now. Once I leave with Peter, he will have nothing to worry about for a good while. I don't have the time to say goodbye to you all, and neither does Peter. I wish you all good luck in the future." Fex said, as he grabbed, Peter and took off into the distance. A cloud of mist seemed to incase the two of them, and when the mist had settled, they no longer could be seen.

Layla and Logan didn't even have the chance to even say their final words.

"You know, when Fex first came I kind of hated him, especially with everything he did to Erin," Layla said. "But he really was never a bad guy, I'm going to miss that idiot."

"It will certainly feel weird without him and my assistant, good luck to you two as well." Logan said.

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Chapter 328 Goodbye Fex, Goodbye Peter

Before they had left Peter's room, both Fex and Vorden had updated Peter on the whole situation. They informed him of the plan and troubles that came with it.

Without hesitation, after being told what needed to be done, Peter had agreed. After hearing this was all for Quinn's sake, he was happy he would actually be of some help to his creator and saviour.

However, the sudden response seemed strange, Fex thought. Sure, Wights were loyal to their creators, but not like this. One would have to command an order and be forced to do so due to the bond of blood, but Peter seemed to have been so accepting over the whole thing.

"I can't guarantee what will happen to you when they find out," Fex said. "You could be killed." The words spoken were trying to deter him.

"It's okay, Peter." Replied. "Better than being left in the hands of the humans. Besides, if I stayed, there is a good chance they would find out about all of you, and I wouldn't want anything to happen."

Hearing these words had put a smile on Vorden's face.

"Peter, you really did change for the better. And I don't think it's just cause you're a Wight now." said Vorden. "When you first evolved, you seemed cruel and distant, but those words right there. They didn't come from the Wight version of you or the old Peter. Right now, I see a new man."

Hearing Vorden's words just confirmed Fex's strange thoughts further.. Wights were relatively short-tempered and evil in nature. Sure Peter had shown this a few times, but it wasn't to the degree of Wights that he knew. Perhaps this was the influence of Quinn's will on the creator. It was a shame as it seemed to be progressing slowly; Peter started to change away from the standard Wight.

"Let's go," Fex said.

After parting ways from the others, Peter was taken to a safe, secluded place out on the platform, away from the meeting point with Silver, as well as away from the others. The masks were now returned, and right now, Peter had transformed his face to look like Quinn. If anyone were to see the two of them, they would just think they were nothing more than two students having a laugh.

There was no chance for someone else to spot Quinn either, as Vorden was keeping an eye on him in the special training room.

"Do you hate me?" Fex asked.

"No," Peter replied instantly but gave nothing more back.

"I hate me," Fex said. "You know I thought I might get attached to this place and hate to go back home. What I didn't expect was that I would get attached to the people rather than the place. I can't help but think that they all had to go through this just because of my selfish wants."

"The vampires would have come for Quinn anyway," Peter replied.

"What do you mean by that?" Fex asked. There was no reason to send any of the vampires to the military base. They had only come out to search for him.

Peter hadn't replied because he didn't know why the vampires would come after Quinn. All he knew was before, Quinn would often say that, it seemed like for some reason he was trying to get stronger as fast as possible, as if he was preparing for a threat ahead.

"Oh, I think I know," Fex said, giving his own answer and coming to his own conclusion as usual. It had to be something to do with the shadow powers. There was a good chance that Quinn's master was part of the old punishers. If they were still around. If the others knew about this, they certainly would send people after him. Even if Quinn's master wasn't a punisher, the others would want to get their hands on Quinn's power for themselves and find out which family was in charge of Quinn.

'I never did find out the truth behind him.' Fex at first was very curious but soon felt bad about trying to find details of what he would now call a friend back .It just felt wrong and wasn;t in his nature to do things like that.

"Here, take this," Fex said as he handed the flask over to Peter. After opening the lid, Peter gulped down the whole drink in one go and suddenly had a strange feeling in his chest.

*Bump

*Bump

It was something he hadn't felt in a while, and it was all a little alien to him.

"The sound…my heart, its' beating again!"

As the blood fell down his throat and reached his heart, strange energy was felt all around. The blood was now being pumped from the heart all over the body. He could feel it moving through his veins. It felt as if his insides were on fire. For anyone else, it would be a painful experience, but for Peter, it was a joy. For it was the first time he had felt pain in a while.

"What is this?" Peter asked.

"It's your master's blood; usually, there would be no reason to do this to a wight. Their strengths are the fact that they can't feel pain; if anything, this makes you seem more human. Anyway, don't be too happy, the effects are temporary. Fex explained. "Our powers come from our blood, and right now, Quinn's power is inside you. Right now, the feeling, the smell, and even the look. With all this, I wouldn't be able to tell who I was looking at. As in terms of powers, although your attacks and such will be healthy, you still can't produce any blood attacks like we are.

"Also, I would urge you not to fight or test out any of your powers. At most, I see this lasting a week. Day by day, the power will slowly start to fade, and sooner or later, they will find out. If you start using that extra strength of yours, it will only go away quicker."

Fex then took a deep breath as he started to walk off to one of the military bases. "Leave all the talking to me."

Once again, Silver was waiting patiently on top of the roof of building four. In her hand was a rectangular looking device that looked identical to the one in Logan's room. It was a portable teleporter.

She had trust that her brother would complete the task, although he was a fool, he wasn't one to break promises. When he said he would finish it, she already knew he would get it done.

"You're here." She said, as two figures jumped up from the side.

"Oh." Silver replied, seeing that the person she had brought with them was still fully conscious.

"As you requested, this is the vampire who had made it illegal. I had been tailing him a while and explained everything had happened. When I told him that a vampire night was here to catch him, he immediately turned himself in, knowing there was no need to fight."

A vampire knight, a class that was designated just below the vampire leader. It was a unique role as each family was able to designate only two vampires in their family. They would mostly be in charge of running things or giving orders if the vampire leader wasn't present. Because of this, to be able to be elected into such a position. One would need a strong power to keep the others in the line.

Seeing the beautiful women in front of him, Peter felt nothing. Yet, for some reason, that seemed to worry him even more. When he had first encountered Fex, his wild energy could be felt throughout; one could tell he was strong. But with Silver, it was calm; it was as if she wasn't even there yet clearly she stood right in front of him.

"And what of the illegal." She asked. "I have taken care of him and gotten rid of the body, but since he and this one are registered students. They will soon find out about them. I suggest we leave as soon as possible."

Silver walked over to Fex slowly; the sound of her boots hitting the floor was heard. Everything had been prepared for this moment, and he had answered perfectly, now he just needed her to believe him. However, he was too afraid and didn't want to look up for even a second.

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his hair. Silver ruffled it up and gave it a little pat. "You have done well, little brother. I will tell the family of your good deeds here, and they shall lighten the punishment."

The square portal device was placed on the ground, and a unique digital number was imputed. The contraption started to open itself up slowly piece by piece until it had finally connected.

Fex quickly tied up Peter's hand behind his back with his string ability and pulled him along.

'Goodbye, everyone.' He said in his head as he stepped through the portal, with Peter following form behind. Soon after, Silver threw a small circular ball on the floor and stepped through herself.

The small circular ball started to blink red and made a beeping sound, the blinking along with the sound, started to get faster until *BANG.

The ball had exploded, destroying everything in a two-meter radius. Including the portal, no one would be able to follow their traces to the Vampire's home.

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Chapter 329 The tenth sea

Slowly it seemed like Quinn was coming to. A few grunts were heard here and there as he started to lift himself off the floor. He felt pain in the inside of his body, which was a strange feeling, but the outside of his body had mostly healed from the attack as well.

When he had opened his eyes, he was greeted with several messages that had appeared while he was knocked out.

[50/95 HP]

[Hunger has diminished]

[Transformation has been cancelled]

[Multiple blood types consumed]

[Stat points allocated]

[4 free stat points remaining]

Quinn quickly tried to get his head around what the messages had meant and tried to remember his last moments. Suddenly, he started to remember he was in the middle of a fight, and it was with Vorden. It hadn't lasted for long; the only thing he could guess was that he had been knocked.

'Transformation cancelled… I see it's all starting to make sense now. I must have been knocked out in the middle of the fight. I was low on HP in the first place and started to transform. The stat increase and the HP regained must have been from the blood in the flask.'

When Quinn had found out he was getting addicted; he decided to stop consuming blood daily; however, he soon realized that it didn't mean he had to stop collecting blood from different students. After placing one of the students' blood in the flask, he later collected other students' blood and placed it into the container.

When his HP was low enough, he would consume the flask with all the blood in it, giving him a boost in stats as well as helping him get rid of his addiction.

[Status: stats]

[Strength: 26]

[Agility: 27]

[Stamina: 21]

[Charm: 28]

He had also obtained four more free stat points to be used wherever he wished.

'I'll continue to place it into charm for now.' He thought. The reason for this was no student's blood type would directly increase the charm stat like the others. On top of this, currently, he knew of and had found no equipment that did such a thing either. While all the other stats still had the benefit of higher tier equipment.

His plan had significantly worked. As long as he had the flask, he could continue to do this without addiction to blood.

He reached around his side and went to grab the flask. Right now he felt so overjoyed that he wanted to grab it and kiss it.

'Huh, Where's the flask?" Quinn thought as he panicky started to grab around his waist, but could find nothing.

"So you're finally awake," Vorden said, making sure that he was a few feet away. He didn't know how Quinn would react about the whole thing and made sure to keep his distance.

Hearing the voice made Quinn spring up into his feet, and instantly he got into a fighting stance.

"Shadow equ.."

"Wait! Wait! Wait! It's me; I was the one that gave you the blood, Quinn calm down."

"What's your name?" Quinn asked.

"I'm Vorden; it's me Quinn. Remember, we went to the red portal planet together, and you turned into that Bloodsucker? If you want proof, I can even go into detail about how you ate..."

"Stop, stop… I believe you." Quinn said, not wanting Vorden to remind of what had happened back then.

"What happened to you, Vorden, was it you that attacked me? Was it Pure? What's going on?" Quinn asked.

"Do you remember a while ago when I said if there were some things you found out about me, I would have to kill you?" Vorden replied. "At the time, it probably seemed like a joke, but I was quite serious. There are some secrets that even I have, Quinn, but that's not important right now."

"What do you mean it's not important right now!" Quinn shouted back. "You, Or Sil, or whoever it was just fried my arse."

"There's something you need to know; it's about Peter and Fex. I promise I'll explain everything."

The trust between the two of them had been partially broken, and Vorden could see that. So he made sure to stay a few feet away from Quinn while explaining the details of what had happened and why. What Fex's part in all of this was and what his part of it was as well.

Once he explained everything, there was silence between the two of them. Vorden had been prepared for a telling-off, a scolding, or even sadness, but there was no reaction at all.

After a few moments, Quinn started to walk towards him, with his head down. Seeing this, Vorden gulped and moved to the side out of the way. However, Quinn continued to move forward until he had eventually reached the door.

"Quinn, aren't you going to say anything?" Vorden asked. He just couldn't stand the silence anymore.

"I'm disappointed, in not just you Vorden, but everyone. Since when could you not trust me to make my own decisions? Even worse. When did you guys start making the decisions for me."

Looking around at the door, Quinn lifted his hand and swung his fist into the door as hard as he could.

"Open the damn door!" He shouted as he slammed his fist into the metal door again.

It was sturdy as it was made out of glathrium and even the strongest people could not do anything to the door. Quinn lifted his hand and proceeded to punch it again, this time the skin from his knuckles ripped, and there was a bloody fist mark left on the door.

[49/95 HP]

Seeing this, Vorden hurried over and inputted the code at the side, allowing the doors to open. As soon as they did, Quinn continued to storm off and away.

"Wait, Quinn! Where are you going? You're not going to try to do anything, are you? They're already gone." Vorden said, afraid that he might go looking for them, which was pointless.

"I know." Said Quinn, "I can no longer feel Peter's presence. It's too far away. I just want to be alone for a bit."

Sometimes one needed space and time to heal. Vorden knew this better than most and decided to let him go for now until he had calmed down.

When outside, Quinn continued to walk around the large platform in a circle. As he went by, he looked and went past each of the military hotels. He was thinking about everything that had happened until he had eventually stopped and started to look over the ledge down into the arena floor.

'I can't blame them, they did what they thought was best for me, and Peter, who knows what would've happened to him. The only person I can blame for being in the situation I'm in is myself. I'm just too weak. Too weak to help Peter, too weak for Fex to even rely on me.

'And Fex, at first I didn't really trust him, but it seemed like he really did keep his word till the end. He didn't give me up to the vampires, and everything he did was to protect me.'

"System, do you know what will happen to Fex and Peter once they find out Peter's real identity?" Quinn asked.

"Honestly, I'm not too sure. It seems like a lot of time has passed, and as the world changes, so do the rules. Although vampires usually stay relatively close to tradition. A trial will be placed where the council shall decide their fate. If you want me to be really honest with you, they will kill Peter.

"They will assume he is something called an illegal since he won't be in their files. What they don't know is that Peter is not an illegal."

"What do you mean by that? Fex said that a vampire that wasn't created by one of the thirteen leaders, or at least didn't have their permission, would be considered an illegal correct."

"Yes, but don't you remember when you created your own family. Peter is part of the Cursed family. Do you also remember when I told you to keep this a secret from other vampires no matter what? Well, I suppose it's time it told you the truth."

"Quinn, when you created that family, you became one of the thirteen leaders. Your family name has taken over the missing tenth seat." The system explained.

"Wait! Does that mean if I tell them who I am, about the family, then Peter will live, and Fex won't get in trouble?" Quinn asked.

"No." The system replied instantly. "Think about it, why do you think the tenth family seat was empty in the first place? I can't stop your destined fate in the future, Quinn, but I can delay it. You inform them of who you are now, and you will become a target of them in an instant."

"Then, explain to me, explain what happened!" Quinn shouted in his mind." Could you explain to me who you are? And explain to me what happened to the tenth family. And don't give me this crap that you can't tell me."

Quinn already had some ideas and guesses of his own who the system was, as slowly everything was starting to be revealed. However, there was no point in overthinking it until he could confirm his guesses.

"I'm afraid I cannot tell."

"You're useless," Quinn said as he continued to storm off back to his hotel room.

Inside the Military Base One hotel. On one of the top floors, an urgent knock was heard at one of the big four's doors.

"Sir, please answer immediately. We have a report from Duke." A man said, desperately trying to get into the room.

Jack immediately answered the door after hearing Duke's name. If it was something in the middle of the night, it couldn't have been good news. "What is it?" Jack asked.

"It's about the student, Peter. He's missing."

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Chapter 330 DID?

Inside an elegant large room with a modern-looking design, Jack was sitting there, patiently tapping away at a desk in the corner. Standing by his side were two reasonably large guards. He always had someone by his side, no matter what, due to his unique situation. He wasn't like the other big four family members, for they believed in their own strength.

He knew the others looked down on him because of this but he didn't care.

The two guards who stood by his side weren't the same pair as the time when he had visited the military base. After their mistakes, he decided to give them another role and had replaced them. Jack's way was the only, and very rarely did he give people second chances. If one was to mess up, he could always take their power away before giving it to another.

The tapping continued, and the guards were now looking at Jack out of the corner of their eye as it seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"Damn it!" He shouted as he slammed his fist on the desk. "It has to be Pure, once again, they got the upper hand and managed to get rid of him somehow, and there isn't even much I can do." Jack Said.

For this one, Jack was on his own. He hadn't informed Oscar or any of the other military personnel about Peter, how he was most likely a suspect of Pure. This was because he wanted to do everything himself. The only person who had been helping him along the way was General Duke.

Duke was always the one who assigned two guards to be kept on Peter, and decided who he would go up against and the Ref while the others knew nothing.

He couldn't ask for their help, and he couldn't start turning this place upside down, trying to look for an insider. Otherwise, they would find out. They would then question Jack's motives and put all the blame on him. Although, he was in the position where it wouldn't be too much of a problem, he still just didn't want to deal with it.

The others didn't like him in the first place. He Knew that the other three regretted ever inviting him into the big four. The only reason why he was able to stay in his position of power was due to his great relationship with the military and oscar.

There was a good chance what he had tried to do would sour that relationship,and the others would use this opportunity to break it.

The worst part about this whole mess, was that now he had to make sure the others and military wouldn't find out about it; he was the one that now needed to cover up his own tracks.

Iit was decided. A report was sent out to Duke with further instructions. Peter would no longer be taking part in the tournament due to an emergency matter.What emergency matter he would let him decide. When they returned to the military base, he would let Duke handle the rest. The disappearance of one student shouldn't be too hard to do in his position: an attempted runaway, a suicide. There were many different options they could put Peter's disappearance as.

"Pure, I promise if I ever find out where your base is. I'll send my whole army after you and crush you." He said, squeezing his fist tightly.

The next day had arrived, and it was now morning. The events were not set for some time yet, and the main events even later. That's why Quinn found it very odd when he had a knock bright early in the morning.

Before even opening the door, though, he knew who it was. He paused for a second and then braced himself before opening it.

"Vorden, why are you here so early? The events don't start later." Quinn said, trying to make things seem familiar between them, but it was clear that it wasn't.

"Am I allowed in?" Vorden asked.

"Come on, don't be like that... Please. The more you act differently, the more you will remind me of the crap you pulled." Quinn said.

Once inside the room, Vorden carried on walking and headed for the outside window. The bright light shined on his golden hair and handsome face. When looking at him now, the sadness in his eyes made him look like an abandoned prince.

"I wanted to tell you about yesterday, before you go asking. You're right; it's not fair that I keep all my secrets while I know all of yours."

Quinn himself was now feeling a little guilty as he hadn't told the others everything, but it wasn't like it was a big deal to explain to them how his powers worked. How it was a game like a system, even if he did tell them it wouldn't have changed anything.

"How much do you remember before you were knocked out?" Vorden asked.

"You mean when you were screaming that your name wasn't Vorden and you were Sil. Or when you nearly roasted me like a chicken before then zapping me?" Quinn replied.

"Well, it looks like you remember everything then." Said Vorden. "Like I said, yesterday that was me. There was no mind control or anything. Sil and I are the same person."

"Vorden, you're going to have to be clearer than that."

"I really can't go into details, but have you ever heard of DID?"

Quinn paused for a second as he thought about it. The strange actions, the fluctuations in voice, it indeed was like he was a different person. Suddenly, a memory came back to him. There was one time he had met Sil before. When he was being questioned. Quinn always wondered how Vorden had gotten away with the lying test back then. He thought he had borrowed a mind swap ability at the time, but what if that wasn't the case at all.

"You mean you have split personalities?" Quinn said, shocked. He had heard of things like this before but had never seen anything like this in person. He also never realized how separate these personalities were. He always thought if he was to meet someone with DID it would be similar to a person who had mood swings. But the way Vorden had acted was almost like two people were living inside one body.

"I can't go into many details about how or why not yet anyway, but I will tell you one thing. I can copy only one ability. In comparison, the other one can copy three. That's why I needed to switch with him yesterday when fighting you." Vorden explained. Purposely, Vorden avoided telling Quinn about Raten, having to tell someone this was hard enough, and he wasn't able to go into details about the whole thing anyway. So, for now, he would keep it as simple as possible.

"Vorden, why didn't you tell us this. I told you about me being a vampire, right? If you told me, or even the others, we would have understood."

"Do you know why I'm telling you this, Quinn? Because I want to regain your trust. You trusted me, and now I'm trusting you. Vorden then held out his hand.

When Looking at it, it reminded Quinn of the first day the two of them had met. He was the only one that reached out to him; ever since then, the two of them had been through all out. Then he remembered something else, the three of them had gone through a lot. There was also Peter.

"I trust you, Vorden," Quinn said, shaking his hand. "But that doesn't mean I don't think you make stupid decisions. So, do I get to meet this guy at some point? Maybe we can be friends?"

Vorden laughed but chose not to say anything back. If Sil had heard this, he would have been running out from his corner and had taken over the seat in an instant.

When approaching Quinn back then, when they had first met, he did so because he was a level one. Often low levels looked at the world differently due to how they were treated. But after Sil had gained an interest, it meant now his life would revolve around Quinn. However, Vorden was happy that Sil had taken an interest in Quinn. He felt like the two of them were no real friends.

"I also came here for something else as well," said Vorden. "I was hoping to come here before they did, and it looks like I beat them."

"They?" Quinn replied, slightly confused.

"Did you forget? Now that Peter isn't there, that means the substitute will have to take his place. They should be here soon to take you underground." Vorden explained.

"Oh! I completely forgot about it; I never thought this would even happen. Oh, well." He said, shrugging his shoulders. "I guess I'll just lose the match."

"Do you really want to do that, Quinn?"

"What do you mean… I have to?"

"I'm asking you again, do you want to lose the match?"

Of course, Quinn didn't. For the longest time, ever since he had gotten his powers, he wanted to show all those people who thought he was weak, all those people that bullied him what he could do. And more than ever, He tried to beat whatever net Truedream had set up for Quinn. All this mess in the first place was because of him and sick ways.

"We can fight." Said Vorden. "On the red portal planet, we came up with a plan, remember. If they discover your powers, then I would tell them that my family was backing you. We can use that today. Before Fex had left, he said something. He told us that he and the one who came to get him were the only vampires on the military bases. That there were no others."

"At the time, I was wondering why he needed to tell us that. It is always better to be careful just in case, right? But I think he knew what was going to happen once Peter was taken. He was telling you to go crazy, not to worry.

With Vorden using his original family name, they would no longer be after Quinn for the ability book. They would assume it was with Vorden's family. The other problem was the vampires. Even If they weren't here, there was always the chance they would find out about him, but did that really matter anymore.

It was only a matter of time before they found out about Peter, which would eventually lead them back to Quinn.

"If you're ready." Said Vorden. "Then, I am as well."

"I don't want to hide anymore," Quinn replied.

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Chapter 331 The new guy

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Before leaving Quinn on his own, Vorden had a few last words to say to him. Hearing these words, he now knew what to do and was confident.

Right after Vorden had left, he was on his own in his room. His heart, although beating slowly, was beating loud and strong. New rising energy was felt surging through his whole body.

'I wonder why I'm so excited?'

While being left on his own, he had time to reflect on everything and everyone that he had met so far. After finding that book and coming to the military school, he had a crazy journey he had never expected. More than anything, he didn't think there would be others who would join him along the way.

'A genius hacker, a terrorist or double agent, a vampire and an undead. Then you have the ice queen, and finally, the only one who I thought was normal, turns out to have a split personality.' Quinn thought. 'I guess these were the only friends I could make. What they say is true, crazy people attract other crazy people."

Yesterday night, while on his walk, Quinn had regained all of his health points. As long as he wasn't hungry and needed blood, his body would naturally regenerate on its own. But if it did, it would make it also so he was hungrier sooner. This made it hard for him to tell how practical the single session of restraining himself was.

From the way Fex described it, as long as he wasn't drinking blood daily as he did before, then it shouldn't cause much change. He didn't know how much he managed to wean off the blood addiction, but from now on, he knew he had to be careful.

With no blood flask, it would be a while until he could start consuming the blood of students again. Then suddenly a thought came to his head. He quickly opened up the systems shop and continued to scroll through the options.

"That's it, there it is?" Quinn said. The flask had been in the shop all along. At the time he never thought such a thing would have been useful since he had the blood bank, and Layla, but now it seemed like a handy item indeed.

Then when looking at the ingredients needed, he was quickly disappointed. They were two intermediate level beasts as well as an advanced tier one. For such a little item it needed quite a few things. The problem was, they weren't items commonly found in the marketplace. Quinn would either have to hunt for it himself, which was near impossible or hire someone else to get the item for him.

However, now that he knew it was possible to make one of his own. He would keep it in mind. Maybe when he earnt enough credits in the future, he would be able to start making items from the shop.

*Knock, knock, knock.*

Once again, a knock was heard on his door. It was still early morning, but he had been expecting this. Not knowing who the smell was coming from meant it was them. After opening the door, three soldiers dressed in the slick black uniform stood there tall and strong.

"Quinn Talen, correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"An emergency matter involving Peter Chuk has caused him to drop out of the tournament. Due to this, the substitute of Del's class, Quinn Talen must participate. Please follow us."

After a quick elevator ride down, they had finally arrived at the underground area. Unlike above, the students here were already awake and were practising for the events. Still, many of them had nerves as it was only the second day. Before being able to join them, Quinn was further taken to a separate area where thier was a desk and what looked like a small office area had been set up.

Behind the desk, equipment was there for participants to be used as well as other things such as snacks and beverages. There were also many soldiers standing on guard, keeping an eye on everyone.

The tension was high between the participants, and this often caused things to heat up between them. The soldiers didn't mind a bit of back and forth between students, but the second there was fighting they would stop it.

Fights were to be displayed in the arena not down below where nobody would see. The reason for bringing Quinn to the desk was because he needed to be registered. They handed him over a tablet where he was to input his fighting name.

'Oh, crap, I didn't think of this. I can't use my gamer ID, as Peter did. Even if I'm using my shadow powers, I won't be using my blood powers. Struggling to come up with a name, finally managed to put one down.'

The man at the desk looked at the tablet and chuckled, before handing it over to one of the other soldiers.

"You're free to use the training area as you wish, you will be called later on in the day, and your room number, if you want to rest, is 23, or if you manage to make it through.." The man then paused for a second, he looked at Quinn's wristwatch and realized that it said the level one. He shook his head in disbelief, not understanding what this class was thinking.

Sure, the last student was a level one, but they were clearly a special case, and the others could even see that due to the guards always being around them.

"Don't worry about it and just do what you want until we call you." The man said as he wafted his hand, suggesting for Quinn to go away.

'Was my name really that bad, is that why he was laughing?' Quinn thought.

Looking around, there really wasn't much for him to do. Since the first round of fights had already been completed, the others knew what powers they had. This meant that the training hall was full of people using their powers, they would still keep moves hidden, but they were able to practice a lot better than before.

But for Quinn, he still wanted to keep his powers hidden until the fight." Instead of fighting himself, he decided to lean up against the wall and keep an eye out on all the others. One of these in the room he would be fighting.

He had been there for a good five minutes, and when leaning up against the wall, another person games to join him. One that was quite wide and large and had a square-looking head.

The two said nothing to each other as they looked at all the participants. The person who was also up against the wall was Nate. The whole night, Sam had been excited after finding out that ZombieP would be in the fighting event. It was a shame that the Blood evolver didn't turn out to be Larry, but this had at least am up for it.

However, as soon as he had entered the room, he looked and looked but couldn't see Peter anywhere. He stood out more than the others, and he wasn't the only one that had noticed this. Peter was now well known to everyone, he was the kid who always had two guards beside him, and it also turns out he had an amazing regenerative ability.

For him to suddenly disappear, they all could tell straight away. Noticing this, Nate knew that there had to be a replacement. Wanting to get a better look at everyone, he decided to look from the wall and look at all the participants taking part. From the first day, he had kept an eye on everyone as he went about looking for Larry. There were far fewer people today, but still, he couldn't see anyone new practising.

'Where's the replacement.'

Suddenly, a large slash of air came out through. It was hard to see, but one could feel it if their senses were sharp enough. Nate, noticing this turned to his side as he moved, at the same moment, he saw another student that had been on the wall with him the whole time.

"Hey, move!" Nate shouted.

But, Quinn didn't listen, he too could sense the wind and instead decided to stay still. Knowing that the attack wasn't going to hit him. The attack slammed into the wall making a small bang as it hit like the end of the whip. However, there was no marking on the walls for it was made of glathrium.

"Oh sorry, that almost hit you, are you too okay." A student said, running over.

"Be careful next time!" Nate shouted back. "How stupid and bad could you be. This rooms massive and you manage to make a stray attack come over here." He was clearly annoyed.

The student continued to apologize, but a few others behind him were also looking over.

"It was no accident," Quinn mumbled as he finally left the wall and started to walk over towards the student. He had overheard the students speaking the whole time. They could see that Nate and Quinn were just standing there by the wall and wanted to give them a little scare.

When the attack came towards Quinn, he knew that they had aimed precisely in the middle of the two of them and there was no need for him to move. All they wanted to do was scare them. After all, if he or Nate were hurt, the students would have gotten in trouble.

When looking over in the student's direction from where the attack had come from, he could also see a bunch of girls off to the side. There and then something clicked in his head.

'It wasn't an accident. If I know thirsty boys, those guys were trying to impress those girls.' Why did Nate this? It was because he would have perhaps tried something similar in his own youth.

As Nate saw the curly-haired student walk towards the boy, he was wondering just what was going to happen.

'Wait, is that the new guy? It has to be. I don't remember seeing him down here.'

Looking at his wristwatch, he could see the level 1, but something else had worried him even more. He could see the student clenching his fist, ready for a punch.

Back on the top platform, the students were starting to gather in front of the screens for the first events to start. The others had left the Hotel together and were now peacefully sitting in front of screen two. Just then, Sam had arrived from his own Hotel, as he had agreed to meet up with them yesterday.

"Hey, where's Quinn?" Sam asked, noticing he wasn't sitting down with them.

"Well," Vorden replied. "He's taking part in the fighting tournament."

The drink that was held in Sam's hand nearly dropped to the floor, but he quickly tightened his grip and then a small smile appeared on his face. "Oh, really."

'I don't know why Fate has decided to put you on the battlefield, all I know is, everyone might be in for one hell of a surprise.' Sam thought.

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Chapter 332 A weak punch

NOTE: THIS NOVEL IS NOT ENDING SOON THAT WAS A WEBNOVEL BUG.

While looking at all the students and relaxing up on the wall, Quinn was busy thinking away. The energy from before and his strong heartbeat hadn't settled down. Every second meant the fight he was about to participate in was getting closer and closer.

This whole event was starting to remind him of the past. Life before the book. How he was too weak before. He was too weak to help Peter. He was too weak to help himself. How the other students used to beat him every day, and the most he could do was get a hit in here or there.

Thinking about how much he hated his life back then every single day, how the school chose to do nothing because he wasn't destined for great things. And again when arriving at the military base, how they started to target those around him as well as him. All these bad memories were making him angrier.

At that moment, when walking, the picture of him getting hit and beaten by these losers were playing in his head.

Hearing the students behind laughing and what they had said, he already had enough of this. He couldn't do anything back then, but he could now.

Seeing Quinn's fist tightening, Nate could tell what was about to happen straight away. Although the kids deserved to get hit, Nate didn't want the new student being punished for it. He would be the aggressor in this situation if his punch landed. However, there was also a second reason Nate wanted to stop a fight, the people he was walking to were Level sevens.

There weren't many weak people left in the fighting event. If a fight was to happen, he couldn't see Quinn coming out of it unharmed.

"Hey is he coming over to us, what does he think he's doing?" One of the students from behind said.

The student in front was also annoyed. Although he had thrown out the wind strike, he was only trying to have a little fun. He knew the attack wouldn't hit them, so he felt like it was no reason for anyone to get angry.

"What the hell you brat?! What are you getting so annoyed for when I already said I was sorry!" The student complained.

"I'm in no mood for games. Out of all the days to try to pull this crap today, is not that day." Quinn said. "Of course it's my fault right, it's always the fault of the weak ones for being born this way."

The sound of Quinn's voice, he wasn't sure if he was imagining it, but there was certainly some type of undertone when he was speaking. The student looked around to see if his friends behind had heard, or if it was just him. They continued to laugh and joke around and even gave a thumbs up towards him.

'They didn't hear that, am I going crazy?' The student thought.

Out of panic and desperation, he threw a wind slash.

Quickly, Quinn moved his body to the side and started walking forward again, to the student in front of him, it looked like the attack had just gone right through his body.

Now the student was starting to feel his palms sweat. He threw out another attack, and once again, ever so slightly, Quinn would place his foot, allowing him to just avoid the attack and go back into position. The movement was so small it could hardly be seen.

The outsiders who were watching such a thing were confused. All they could see was one student walking forward, while the other was walking backwards in the middle of the room. The student who was throwing out the wind blades was using a unique technique. When wind users used such an attack, usually a thin white line could be seen striking the air.

But the wind user's attack was invisible to the eye, and could only be felt.

"What's Josh doing?" A student said. "Is he pretending to attack? I knew he was too soft. He thinks he can bluff his way out."

However, a few moments later, and the large whip-like sound could be heard as the wind attacks reached the end of how far they could go.

The loud banging noise was continuously heard and now the others were in shock. Josh wasn't just moving his hands about, he was actually throwing out attacks.

The loud noise had managed to catch the attention of the small pop up office from earlier.

"What is going on over there?" The man at the desk said, scratching his head. As he looked over, he could see the new student. "I thought something like this might have happened. These damn kids always like to go after the weak ones. Stop this before it gets out of hand." The man ordered.

A soldier from the post was immediately on his way.

Seeing the soldier coming over, Nate breathed a sigh of relief. He was hesitating himself whether to get involved or not but was afraid he could have been hurt by the wind users. It wasn't easy to sense those attacks.

Nate believed that the student had thrown out those attacks and had missed on purpose, trying to scare the student away.

The two were now close enough, and Quinn dashed forward, Josh lifted his hand ready to throw another wind strike right at the student. The soldier who was on his way could see this.

'If that attack hits, the other might be seriously hurt.' The soldier thought, and he too, had dashed forward.

What they didn't expect was for what Quinn had done next. He lifted his leg fast up towards his head and then slammed it down, performing an axe kick right on the student's wrist.

Josh's hand slammed down and was pinned against the floor. Josh tried to move, but even using his whole strength, he couldn't budge, if he tried any harder, he was afraid his wrist would break if it wasn't already broken.

After the Axe kick had been performed, Quinn threw out his fist. There was no hammer strike, there was no blood spray, it was just an ordinary punch, but it did contain his full strength behind it.

As the punch went forward, a man stood in the way and braced himself holding both his arms in a cross shape.

"haha, that's it. Just a little weak punch." The student around started to laugh.

The blow had hit the man, but he remained there solid and still not having moved an inch, and the expression on his face hadn't changed at all.

"Come on, Josh, you could have taken the punch, and just hit him back." The students continued to mock thier friend.

"Stop this at once." The man said. "Fighting is reserved for the arena and not underground. If you continue, then you shall be punished."

When Quinn had looked at who he had hit, he noticed it was one of the soldiers. He then peeked around the soldier to see the student behind him, grabbing his wrist, it looked like it was starting to swell.

"It's okay, I think he's learnt his lesson," Quinn said as he walked off.

"Wait!" The soldier shouted. "Young boy, who's your teacher?"

"You mean Del?" Quinn replied.

"No. Not your homeroom teacher. That kick, you're in the beast weapons class, yes?"

"My teacher is sergeant Leo," Quinn replied as he walked off.

The soldier said no more and allowed Quinn to walk off just like that.

"Wait, you're going to let him go!" Josh cried. "Look at my wrist. I think he broke it."

"Stop your complaining, something like this can easily be fixed by the doctors before your event, and don't think I didn't see where you had planned to use your own strike. In my eyes, this was a simple act of self-defence."

The soldier's decision was final, and Josh could see that. There was no more use complaining, and he wouldn't try bothering Quinn again.

After the fight had been broken up, Quinn had gone back to the wall to relax once again. Nate came rushing over with a glow in his eyes, for he had seen something quite impressive. "Hey, that kick was impressive. You must have practised a lot to get it that smooth and fast. "

Nate was a junkie for martial arts. Even before learning what type of ability he had, he preferred the pure skill people would use in hand to hand combat. The fact that it also helped him out with his ability was only a bonus.

"If you want, maybe we can spar sometime?" Nate asked, then looked down at his watch. Which made his add a few last words. "Without abilities, of course."

Quinn could see that the student was a nice person. He didn't look threatening at all. Even if he did seem to be a bit annoying.

"Sure, it sounds fun."

Back at the pop-up office, the soldier had returned to make a report of the events that had occurred.

"Anything to report?" the man at the desk asked.

"A broken wrist, nothing else, they won't fight again. I'm sure of it."

The man at the desk paused for a second as he looked at the soldier before speaking again.

"Go back to your duties, you're dismissed. Oh, and before you go. Make sure to see a doctor about the broken arm of yours."

"Yes, sir." The soldier said as he rushed off.

"This is an announcement, will all students get into their designated groups. The main events will begin shortly."

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Chapter 333 The Cursed Child

The students were told to prepare themselves for the event. They started to pick thier best beast gear and left whatever they didn't need behind.

They then were organized by the soldiers into thier new groups. Once again, it seemed like even on the second day, all the first years were placed in the same group. This was to continue making the fights fairer and enjoyable. Even if a first-year was stronger, thier was the key difference between them and the second years, which was using a soul weapon.

As the students finished getting into thier groups, several heads twisted and turned, and mumbling between the participants seemed to be going around quickly. They all realized that the infamous ZombieP was no longer there.

Looking over at all the groups, Nate noticed that he wasn't with his newly found friend he had just made, since he was a second year, but it also seemed like everyone was turning to know to look at him.

"So, you're ZombieP's replacement?" A student in the group said. "I wonder what happen to him?"

Rather than being interested in Quinn himself, they were far more concerned about where or why ZombieP wouldn't be taking part in this fight.

Seeing his ability, he couldn't have possibly been injured. This was the usual reason for one dropping out of the tournament. If it was an injury that wouldn't have been able to be healed on time before the next match.

"All right, everyone, it's time to make your way up to the stage. Group A, please follow me." It was time for Quinn and the others to make their way to the arena.

As Quinn was about to pass through the entrance, the soldier from before stopped him for he had a newfound interest in him.

"Wait, aren't you going to take any beast gear with you into the fight. If you don't have any, the rules state we can at least lend you some basic protection equipment."

It wasn't beast gear as that would be unfair to the others, but the man worried about him, he needed at least some thick leather.

"It's okay," Quinn replied. "I have everything I need."

Inside the booth, the Four leaders, including the Supreme commander Oscar, arrived in their seats. They were free to do what they wanted during regular events but wanted to have the best seats in the house for the main three events.

They had just finished watching the Ranged event and crafting event. The big four families would often teach the same ability, but the ability varied in strength depending on the person. However, when watching, they still kept a close eye. There were many factions and other families that were under the banner of the big four.

If they were to see a student who really interested them, they could invite them over to join a family under them, in turn, growing the power of thier own.

Finally, it was time for the fighting event.

"The first years will be fighting first, correct?" Mona asked. "Is there anyone you have your eyes on?"

Hearing this reminded both Burnie and Owen of their encounter with the Blade child. He was in his first year. After hearing no news of anything happening yesterday, they assumed he might have just wanted to practice with their powers. Anyway, whatever the child wanted to do, it was none of their business.

"That child named ZombieP interests me." Said Owen. "His regeneration speed was remarkable, and yet somehow, even without any beast gear, he was able to deliver a knockout punch."

"Perhaps he is skilled in the martial arts. He wouldn't be the first person to preform superhuman feats beyond the norms of a human body." Mona replied. "What was his name… I believe he finally decided to become a teacher."

"You are talking about Sergeant Leo," Oscar replied. "And unfortunately, we won't be seeing ZombieP perform in today's match. I got a report this morning from the doctor. He can't move; his whole body's frozen. They think it's possibly a drawback from whatever powers he displayed yesterday."

Hearing this, Jack was pleased. It seemed like Duke had really pulled through for him again.

"Of course, a healing power that strong would have its own drawbacks," Burnie said with his arms crossed as he snorted hot air from his large nostrils once again.

"Then, that means we will see a new person?" Mona asked. "This won't be fun at all. The substitute is a substitute for a reason simply because they weren't good enough to be picked in the first place. If it happened in the first round, sure, it might have been entertaining. But the students that are left are quite strong. I almost feel sorry for the student."

Although Jack didn't feel sorry for the student, he thought it would be an incredibly quick match. After the surprise turn of events of yesterday, Jack didn't want the same thing happening twice. Out of all the first-year students participating in the event this year, he made it so the Duke would allow him to fight the strongest one.

At least the strongest one he could get. There were a couple of first-year students that were part of the big four families. Those he didn't want to get involved in too much, so he picked the next best choice.

He wanted to humiliate Peter while also drawing out Pure. But with Pure already succeeding in their task, the opponent he had prepared would now be going against the substitute.

The platforms had been prepared and spread out across the arena floor. This time the platforms were at least two times the size as the previous ones. This was because there would now be displaying only five fights at the same time. It also allowed for more large-scale fighting and fewer defeats via the knockout from falling off.

It was boring seeing participants just falling to the ground; the audience would much rather watch a display of great skills.

"Please, everyone, welcome your first round of participants."

The crowd cheered loudly as it was the last event of the day. They always did save the best until last, which was why no one had left, and it seemed like not a single seat was empty in the arena.

The participants slowly walked onto the stage, and just like everyone else, they too soon realized that one of their favourites from the first round, wasn't there.

The crowd wasn't too bothered, but the students, in particular, were surprised.

"What, where is zombieP?"

"I can't see him."

"Does this mean he won't be fighting?"

"Yeah, look, there's someone I haven't seen before. Something must have happened, and now the substitute has to fight."

The camera on-screen focused on all the participants one by one as they made their way to the platform, and the crowd could see their big faces appear.

That's when Owen noticed the boy who had taken ZombieP's place.

'Now, this is interesting.' He thought as his eyes widened. He quickly took out the mask from his waist and opened it outward, covering his mouth. He didn't want the others to see the smile.

'That was the boy who was with the Blade family child. Wasn't he only a level one, if I remember seeing correctly? I see it now.' Owen thought. Like a jigsaw puzzle, things were coming into place for him.

'It would be stupid to put just any level, one ability user, in there,'

And he remembered the boy saying something strange. He remembered he stated he had beaten the game at level 5 yet didn't go any higher than that. Based on their reaction and him being in the tournament now, it had to be him in the video.

Coming to this realization, he did everything he could to hold in his laughter, but failed as his shoulders began to move up and down.

"What's so funny?" Jack asked, seeing his slanted eyes that were shaped like two crescent moons peek just above the shaking fan.

"I just think we will be in for a surprise today," Owen said.

The names of each of the participants were announced as they then rose onto the large pillar-like platform. Finally, they had gotten to Quinn and his opponent.

"First, we have the student who dominated their last round and gave us an amazing show. Please welcome the Multiplier."

"Oh, he was a good one, he is one of the ones I had my eye on," Mona said excitedly. "Wait, isn't he going against the substitute? What a shame; I thought this time we might see more of his skills."

"What is the substitute's ability, Oscar?" Owen asked out of interest.

Oscar then sighed as he heard this.

"I honestly don't know what they were thinking, but they managed to convince management, saying he is one of the students currently with the highest amount of points in their base. It turns out he has no ability at all." Oscar replied.

"Rats! I can't believe they're wasting our time with this. You should have stepped in and done something. I thought you were in charge of this place!" Burnie complained.

"Sadly, I only got the report just before entering this room."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry too much," Owen interjected. "I think we all will be more surprised than you think.

The others chose to ignore Owen's words. To them, it seemed like the youngster who just wanted a different option compared to everyone else, like a child who would say the opposite answer compared to the whole class just to get attention.

"And his opponent, unfortunately, ZombieP has had to exit from the tournament due to medical emergencies. Which means today we have a replacement. Please welcome to the stage... the Cursed Child."

From above, Vorden and the others all shook their head and slapped it in disappointment.

"What's with his naming sense." Vorden thought. "Couldn't he think of something, a little less cringy?"

Layla started to giggle a little. "I kinda like it, better than his other name anyway."

The reason for choosing this name was because of how he felt at the time, and felt similar to when he had created his vampire family. He also didn't want to choose a name that gave away his abilities, and on top of that, he wasn't able to use his old favourite name, the Blood evolver.

*BEEP *BEEP *BEEP*

The three beeps indicated it was time for the event to start, and as soon as it did.

[Shadow equip]

Shadows surrounded Quinn's body, legs, and arms, and a few seconds later, they had dispersed, revealing all of his equipment.

The soldier watching from below smiled while looking at the screen.

"You really did have everything you need."

But one who was even more shocked and more excited was Nate.

'He has Gauntlets? Another year one student who uses gauntlets as a weapon. A strange level one user just like the ZombieP. Now that I think about it, that kick as well. Skilful in martial arts. It can't be, is he the Blood evolver?"

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Chapter 334 1..2..3..4..5..6

Other than the people that were thier to support Quinn, Nate and the soldier. Not many others were looking at his match. They simply thought it was a done deal when they had heard the word "substitute". No one could really blame them for feeling that way. In the years before, when a substitute had come on to the stage, the match was usuelly over fairly quickly.

This was the same for inside the booth as well, as they decided to look at other potential fights that maybe they weren't able to catch last time. Even Jack's gaze had wandered off into the direction of others. The only perosn who had seen the quick shadows forming and disappearing, was Owen.

'You are surprising me even more. Turns out you do have an ability. How did you manage to hide that from the military for so long?' Owen said. 'More importantly, why would you?'

When the others attention had returned back to the platform Quinn was fighting on, they were surprised to see him wearing beast gear that he wasn't wearing before.

"Did I miss something?" Burnie said, confused.

"Are you talking about arena five?" Mona replied. "I was sure he didn't have beast gear on as well either."

Owen then started to giggle away in the corner like a little girl, knowing he was the only one who had seen what had happened.

"How about we have a little wager on the fight going on in arena five?" Owen said, waving his fan on his head. The wind was moving his long curly hair that somehow wasn't going all over his face.

"Graylash," Oscar said. "You know that's against the rules."

"Don't be silly," Owen replied. "Fine, If you really want to be such a sour grape, then we don't have to bet anything."

"What's the point?" Mona interjected. "There is a clear winner unless you know something we don't?"

Owen didn't really know much, but it was as if the signs were telling him this boy was special. There were a few things that he did know compared to them. He was friends with the powerful Blade family, he was able to beat the Block Block game past level five, and finally, he had an ability that was hidden from the military. All of these were why Owen was confident that the one named Cursed Child would win.

"Do you all agree with what Miss Bree said?" Owen asked.

All of the people in the room remained silent. Common sense just told them that it wasn't possible and again, they just felt like the Graylash was trying to cause drama.

"Then I will take your silence as a yes. All of you against me, if the Cursed Child is to win the fight, then I get first pick when sending out invitation letters to the students. If I lose, then I will have to pick up what's left."

"Deal!" Burnie said with cheer in his voice. It seemed like a foolish offer to him, and it was also a chance for him to get one up on the arrogant new young master.

'I can shove it in his face.'

Although the others didn't believe anything special would happen, what the bet had done, was made sure that everyone's eyes in the booth were now following Quinn's fight and not the others. Just at the slight chance, that perhaps Graylash could see something.

Looking carefully at his opponent in front of him, Quinn was able to see that the student was a level eight. Thankfully he was also a year one student which meant he didn't have to worry about him having a soul weapon.

'The students most likely an original then. I didn't get to see the first batch of fights because I was too busy dealing with Cia at the time. I need to be careful until I find out what his ability is.'

This was Quinn's debut fight, his stage and he wasn't going to act so rashly. Perhaps he would have performed diffrently but the fight previously with Vorden had shown him his place. Thier were still powers and abilities out there that were far stronger than his current shadow.

It wouldn't always protect him from everything.

Analysing the Multiplier closer, he could see a high level of beast equipment as well. Using the inspect skill allowed him to break it down even further. From head to toe, he was covered in intermediate armour.

And In his hand a pair of daggers at the advanced level. There was also by his side small little blades across his belt. Trying to get the upper hand, Quinn tired to use the inspect skill on him as well, hoping to find out his ability.

However, it had only come up with question marks. His inspect skill was still only able to tell him basic abilities and not originals.

Seeing his opponent was still on the other end of the platform, he was thinking of what to do.

With no blood spray, the impact of his punches would have lessened, and with no Blood swipe and Crescent kick his range was limited. For the first time, he was starting to see how handy, the combination of his blood powers and shadow powers were, for he was limited on attacking options.

The shadow acted more as a shield and a support attack for his blood powers, but here where he couldn't use them, he was limited.

The two students stood looking at each other, and eventually, Quinn grew tired of waiting.

'If he's not going to show his powers, then I don't need to show mine.'

[Wind walk]

The skill on his boots was activated, and he dashed forward with all his strength, it looked like he managed to cover the area of the arena in an instant. The boots, when activated, glowed slightly red showing they were in use.

"He's moving that fast. How good is the equipment he's wearing?" A student asked.

But it wasn't just the equipment alone, it was also Quinn's natural speed that had made him travel so fast.

Multiplier looked like he was shocked as he braced himself for the attack.

Quinn threw out a fist as quick as he could, wanting to get the fist hit. The punch landed right in his opponent face.

'Is this really a level eight?' Quinn thought as he saw his attack hit his opponent clean.

As the mans face moved to the side, Quinn had double-checked to see if he was seeing things. For behind the multiplier was another perosn who looked exactly the same as him.

The first one that had been hit, and he puffed into a cloud of black air. The second who was behind him, swung his dagger from below towards Quinn's face, but his reactions were fast and using the gauntlets Quinn was able to block the first attack with his forearm.

A large dent was made across from his elbow upward as the attack was deflected. It was clear the daggers were better quality than his gauntlets.

[Duarbiilty 80/100]

Wanting to attack again, Quinn threw out his leg, preforming a roundhouse kick to his waist. Suddenly, something from underneath came sweeping across the floor, hitting his other leg that was on the floor, causing him to fall to the floor.

Now looking up from the floor, Quinn could see the clear blue sky, but at the same time, another two multipliers.

They both came rushing down trying to stab Quinn with thier four daggers. What they didn't expect was for Quinn to be too fast. Moving his hands at a speed that couldn't be seen, he pulled both of thier legs. Thier bodies fell to the floor.

Once he got up, he performed an axe kick, kicking one of them in the stomach, the same thing as last time had occurred. The person had puffed into black smoke. Quickly turning around, he kicked the other, and it was the same result.

Looking around the arena, Quinn finally understood.

'I should have known, his name was a dead giveaway.' Quinn said.

Standing in the centre, Quinn had been surrounded by six students who looked exactly the same.

"A cloning ability?" Layla asked.

"Its a bit more than that," Vorden replied. "The user is able to produce clones in an instant, as long as he has enough MC cells to do so. Judging by the number of clones he's already created and how freely he is producing them. He has a lot."

"Oh, so that's why when Quinn hits them they keep bursting into smoke?" She asked.

"The clones can usuelly take a fair bit of damage before puffing into smoke, my guess is Quinn's attack is a lot stronger then it looks to everyone else. The problem is, although thier just clones, thier weapons and everything about them are very real. The attacks will hurt just as much as if it was done from the original."

"So if he defeats the original he can beat them all then, right?"

"Technically yes, but there's another problem. Judging by his Mc level being a level 8 and him being in this tournament, he's most likely also learned his families body swap skill. It allows the user to switch the real body with one of the clones whenever they wish."

"You explained everything perfectly Vorden," Logan said as he was typing away on a small little computer. It had been constructed via his little spiders. "I looked up information on the multipliers family. They are an original and everything you described is accurate."

Sam had decided to keep quiet, but he too thought it was amazing that a normal student knew so much information without looking it up, especially about an original family.

The six Multipliers all surrounding Quinn reached for the small blades around thier waist. There was nowhere to hide, and they were guaranteed a hit. He could block the ones from the front, but it would be near impossible to block them from the back.

"Well, Well, well," Burne said inside the booth. "Looks like we were right, it seems the Graylash was just trying to cause drama for no reason. All you did was manage to waste our time."

"I have to admit," Mona said. "I got a little excited when I saw him dashing forward at such a fast speed, but that speed seems to be useless now."

Owen remained silent, he thought the others were silly, could they not see the same thing he was seeing. When looking at Quinn, was that the look of someone who looked like they were about to lose?

The multiplier at the same time from each of his clones threw out two daggers each towards the centre. They came out fast and powerful.

"Tch. Boring." Jack said, but soon he started to think diffrently. For some reason, a smirk had appeared on the Cursed Child's face.

[Shadow control]

From the bottom of his feet, a thin veil of purple shadow had appeared and had stopped all of the little blades in thier tracks mid-air. They hovered in place and were unable to move forward.

"What power is that?" Nate said, looking at the screen.

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Chapter 335 Double trouble

Inside the arena, two of the five fights had come to an end, and only three of the fights remained. The camera had decided to focus on Quinn's match at this very moment. They could see that the Multiplier was trapped and thought another contestant would soon be eliminated from the competition.

When the daggers were thrown, everybody waited in anticipation of what the Multiplier would do to follow up this attack and how he would dismantle his opponent as he had done previously. What they didn't expect, was for the sudden reveal of a strange power that no one had ever seen before.

The sheet of purple shadow rose from Quinn's feet surrounding him. It was moving ever so slightly, and the small blades seemed to have stopped just as they touched it.

"Hey, do you know what ability that is?" A person from the crowd asked.

"No, I've never seen anyone with it before."

"I wonder what it does or how it works."

"Wait, what is Quinn doing!" Layla shouted. "Why is he showing his powers, and worse of all right now in front of everyone?"

Sam looked carefully at the strange power. He had expected Quinn to be hiding something, he even thought he was a hundred percent sure that he was the Blood evolver, but this, he had never seen the Blood evolver do this before. Even if they had learned a new skill, there was a clear difference between what he was seeing right now. The Blood evolvers powers produced a red aura, while this was purple and dark; it felt different.

"I assume you have something to do with this?" Logan said, looking at Vorden since he seemed to be the only one who hadn't acted so surprised at the outcome.

"He's sick and tired of hiding," Vorden replied. "I can feel it, and I think you guys can too. The whole situation was just frustrating him more and more as the days went by. Sooner or later this was going to happen, so might as well do it now."

"But won't people come after him after they learn about his background?" Layla asked. "He was an orphan and the military knew he had no ability before. The others will try to ask for the ability book, or try to find out how he learned this."

"Don't worry, after this, I told him he could say my family is looking after him, and he gave the ability book to them for safekeeping."

"And what original family do you come from?" Sam asked. If Vorden was confident to use his family's name to protect a rare ability, they had to be strong. If they weren't, then others would still try to attack or pressure them in some way to obtain the ability book.

"My family is the Blade family," Vorden responded.

Sam started to think hard if he had ever heard such a name before, but he tried and tried. He was quite knowledgeable and even knew some medium-sized factions and families, but the Blades just didn't seem to ring a bell. However, since his family was an original family and managed to stay that way, it meant it would still give Quinn some protection.

When abilities started to become more well known around the world and families began to reveal themselves. Some of the original families were broken up and had their abilities learned and stolen, eventually making them known to the public. They then were no longer known as originals.

Only the more potent abilities or the ones under the Big three at the time, were able to keep their abilities and powers to themselves. If Vorden's family was still considered an original, they had to have some influence, right?

Opening up a part of the shadow from the front, the small blades moved again, and Quinn had blocked them with his gauntlets. He then moved out from where the shadow was originally placed and allowed for the shadow to return to him. As soon as he did this, the blades continued to move forward, wholly missing and falling off the arena.

[94/100 MC cells]

The small blades were only at the basic tier level. This was why Quinn knew he could block it with only a thin layer of the shadow. At the same time, the damage it had done was small.

[Shadow cloak skill activated]

Then, in front of everyone's eyes on the stage and from the booth, Quinn had disappeared entirely. The stronger ones could still sense where Quinn was, as this was only a visual effect, an illusion almost, but to the crowd, they now couldn't see anything.

Multiplier himself had quite keen senses and could tell Quinn was still here, but found it hard to pinpoint his exact location. The problem was, Quinn was just too fast. When attacking, the shadow cloak was disabled, and a fist seemed to come flying out of nowhere, delivering a punch to the head. The puff of black smoke appeared once more.

"Not that one."

Seeing another one not too far away, he decided to use the flash step. Moving himself right in the position of the next person. Without hesitation, an uppercut was delivered, and with it, another cloud of smoke appeared. From behind, his sensitive ears had picked up the sound of footsteps running up to him. Quickly spinning his body and lifting his leg, he performed a spinning back kick, hitting Multiplier through the air and off the arena ground.

All the fights around them were now being ignored; each puff of black smoke appearing the crowd cheered in response. It was as if they were watching a skilled traveller take on several men at once.

While one person came towards Quinn at the front, another was behind him. The two daggers came toward both his body and his head; using both of his hands, Quinn was able to grab him by the wrist, but that didn't stop the second person coming from behind.

"Is he done for?" the crowd thought.

But Quinn knew all along what was happening. From underneath his feet, the shadow rose once again, stopping the attack.

[80/100 MC]

The attack had been blocked, but this time it had taken a lot more of his MC points to deal with it. This was due to the weapon being an advanced tier one.

Throwing out a kick towards his opponent's stomach finished the first one-off, and then a spin with the back of his fist hitting the one behind him, the two opponents had been finished off.

Looking around him and at the arena, he could still see the six of the same person. Even though he had already defeated multiple clones.

"Damn, which one is the real one? They all smell exactly the same!"

What Quinn didn't know was the Multiplier was able to switch his real body with any of the clones he created at any time. The Multiplier not once had even gotten close to Quinn.

How he wished he was able to use his blood abilities right now. Using blood swipe, he could attack far away or with the crescent kick, and if there were multiple enemies, he could use the blood spray.

There was another problem, sooner or later, his MC points would run out. The weapon the Multiplier used was strong, and it could only block so many more attacks. Quinn was careful not to get hit, and if he did and the fight got rough, there was a good chance his Blood bank would automatically activate.

His healing wasn't as impressive as Peter's, but it was still to the point where one would think he had a healing ability. This, in turn, would cause so many questions to be asked.

"Well, it looks like this match certainly has gotten interesting," Owen said, giggling away.

"I knew you wouldn't play fair," Burnie replied. "You knew he actually had an ability, didn't you."

"I knew no such thing; how would I know information that not even Oscar knew?" Owen replied.

Burnie was now looking at Oscar for an answer. If anyone should have known about his powers, it should have been him. Oscar was starting to wonder how Owen knew or came to know of this as well.

"I think this makes the whole thing a lot more interesting," Mona added. "It would have been boring otherwise; besides, a bet is a bet. Even if you did know he had an ability, the Multiplier is one of the strongest people in this tournament, and that fact still doesn't change. Besides, we all know how the Multiplier likes to toy with his opponents from the last fight, and he still hasn't shown everything he's got. Although, with the Cursed Child, I do wonder what level his ability is at?"

"It is a hard one to judge," Owen replied. "The ability itself doesn't seem to have many attacking opportunities. If the user himself wasn't so skilled in hand to hand combat, then this fight might have been long over. However, it also seems the ability itself is versatile. It cloaked him, making him almost invisible, and also, it can be moved around at will like an elemental power. I have a feeling we haven't seen everything yet."

Back on the platform, Quinn slowly made his way back into the center. The others found this quite the amateur move as it allowed him to be surrounded. If he stood near the outer edge, he was able to face opponents coming from one direction. Yes, there was a higher chance one would be knocked off from the stage. But it still gave him better options.

Still, Quinn knew if he weren't the aggressor, he would eventually lose this fight. Once in the center, all the clones threw their small blades again, and Quinn repeated with the same action lifting the shadow and blocking the attacks.

"I can do this all day, come on!" Quinn shouted, hoping that the Multiplier would try something new.

All of them switched and pulled out their daggers.

"Oh, do you think you've won?" the Multiplier spoke. When speaking, each of his clones spoke simultaneously, and the voice sounded louder together like an odd choir. "You do know I've been playing around with you this whole time. You see, I like to toy with my opponents, sometimes make them feel like they are winning. Some matches I start with two, for others, I begin with four. After seeing how easily you dealt with my clones, I decided on six.

"But, I guess that wasn't enough."

From behind the six people that surrounded the arena, another six people were seen behind them as they moved to the side to make twelve. It was the first time in the tournament the Multiplier had ever used twelve people to fight so far.

"Let's see how you deal with this!" the Multiplier said, as all twelve clones decided to charge in towards the center at the same time.

"Perfect," Quinn said.

[Shadow void]

A thick purple shadow spread out from his feet across the floor in all directions from where Quinn stood. Once it reached a particular area, it started to rise, eventually creating a small dome shape. The dome incased both Quinn and all of the clones with him. From the outside, the public suddenly couldn't see anything, but a purple dome of moving shadows.

"What's going on?" the crowd said.

"Are they still fighting in there?"

"This had to be that Cursed Child's ability right."

"Are you starting to feel nervous about our little bet?" Owen asked.

"Although I don't know what this strange dome thing does, I can not believe one person could take on twelve. I didn't even know the Multiplier could copy himself that many times. If I have him in one of my families, it would be like having a little squad. He would be able to go out on solo missions on his own."

As time went by and nothing was happening. Even Burnie was starting to get nervous. It shouldn't have taken this long for someone to beat one person.

Finally, the shadows around started to fade away slowly. They began to disappear from the top of the dome to the bottom and eventually returned to the original users two feet, where one person could be seen standing, while the other was beaten entirely and knocked out on the floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have our winner. The Cursed Child!"

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Chapter 336 The Shadow hands

A huge upset had occurred in the arena, it was something the others hadn't expected. One of the favourites from the first years had been defeated, and what was worst, the others weren't even able to see how it was done.

"That's impossible!" Burnie said, standing up from his seat. At the same time, he banged the side of his armchair. It briefly went up in flames before the whole side of the thing burnt to a crisp.

It was amazing how quick it was disappeared as to not affect the whole chair.

"Calm down!" Oscar demanded. Burnie was always a hot-headed fool, and he knew this bet was a bad idea. However, even Oscar didn't think this would be the final outcome. So he allowed for it to continue.

"Can't you see?" Said Burnie. "That kid, he didn't just win, but there isn't even a single scratch on him."

The others had, of course, noticed this as well. For this to have happened, the fight inside the dome couldn't have been a close one. The dome-shaped shadow was either very powerful or it was there to conceal the boy's real strength from the eyes of everyone else.

Jack's whole body was shaking, but not because he was upset. It was out of Joy. A mysterious power that was able to rival top Orginal families, yet didn't belong to any of the big four. This was the perfect opportunity for him, whatever he did, he needed to get this power for himself.

However, there was a small problem, something he never thought would get in the way, and that was the bet. Jack was one of the ones that hadn't spoken up when the deal was made, meaning Owen was able to get the first choice when inviting students to thier families. There was no way a student would turn down such an offer from one of the big four. Perhaps there was some way he could persuade him.

Once the event was over, he would contact the others at his tower to find out everything they could about the boy named, Cursed child.

"Well, I must say I think I've got a pretty bright future ahead of me," Owen said, laughing.

Oscar looked at the student one more time standing in the arena.

'Looks like I need to speak to the people at the second base. How they were this tardy to not notice something like this is beyond my comprehension. Anyway, Quinn Talen, I shall be keeping an eye on you.'

The cheering in the arena had continued for a lot longer than usual. People always seemed to love the unexpected. It was exciting to think about what this new power and surprise could do.

While standing in the centre, Quinn looked down at the Multiplier and started to recall what happened when the Shadow void had been cast.

Even with the void covering the view of the others, Quinn couldn't use his blood abilities. Thier was a high chance that the influence skill wouldn't work on him. He would then reveal to everyone what had happened after the fight. It was a risk he still couldn't take.

However, what the Multiplier also didn't realise was he wasn't the only one who had been holding back the whole fight. As the multiple clones came towards him, for a brief second Quinn closed his eyes and started to think back to the block, block game. The slightest sound, the slightest movement he was able to see the attacks just as they moved.

The Multiplier was doing near enough the same thing. Using his clones to attack him from multiple directions, and even though there was twelve of them, there was only so much space that could be used to attack.

The twelve had come towards him, he could see a slight twitch in the first one's shoulder, he attacked as soon as he saw the slightest movement and the first one was down. Using all of his limbs, his legs his arms. Quinn blocked, dodged and allowed for even the clones to hit each other. Everything was done at a speed that hadn't been used in the match before.

"Fex was a lot more versatile when I fought him with his strings." He said as he hit one clone.

"Vorden's ability was a lot stronger than this." As he kicked another.

"And the king tier beast was a hell of a lot faster." He said as he punched the last clone in the stomach.

All twelve of the clones had been defeated. Only one remained away in the distance towards the edge.

"I need to make more." Multiplier said, but his energy was starting to drain. There wasn't enough time to recover as Quinn's strength was strong enough to deal with the clones with a single blow. It was something the Multiplier had never dealt with before.

As he started the cloning process, something weird was felt wrapping around his legs and arms. When he looked, he could see multiple purple, dark hands grabbing his limbs.

"What is this? Why isn't my cloning working?" He said, shocked.

Quinn had half expected this, his shadow had the ability to slow down time of whatever it was touching, and due to how the Multipliers ability worked right now, it was taking an incredibly long time to even clone himself. With this, the Multiplier started to panic; he had always relied on his skills to move from one clone to other.

In his haste, he hadn't realised if he had just concentrated in using all of his strength to break free form the shadow, he would have been able to break free. Instead, he repeatedly attempted to clone himself, but it just didn't seem to work.

Finally, though he was able to detach his right arm, as he calmed down a little and started to think straight.

[20/100 MC]

But it was useless, as more arms instantly came toward him, grabbing him and putting him in place up against the wall of the shadow void again.

"I better finish this in one blow," Quinn said, seeing how low his MC points were.

Standing in front of the original Multiplier, he was able to finally use a skill that wouldn't be wasted. Stomping his foot onto the ground and allowing the energy to rise up, he pulled back one hand and snapped explosively with the other.

'Hammer strike!' the regular hammer strike was preformed and the fist sunk into the chest piece right in the centre. In nearly an instant, his eyelids started to close, and the Multiplier had been knocked out.

"I guess you never really been hit like that before have you?" Quinn thought realising he had been beaten with a single punch.

The void skill was cancelled, and the victor's name had been called.

"Can you believe it, is that really Quinn from our class, wasn't he always a weakling?" the students in Del's class were amazed. However, some started to worry.

"Hey, didn't you use to pick on him and Peter, you better apologise man."

"What, you think he'll remember that?"

They had just witnessed someone defeat a level 8. Most of the students who were in Del's class weren't even past the level five, and suddenly, all those that once shunned or talked badly about him were afraid.

"Hmm, perhaps he isn't the Blood evolver after all," Nate said, noticing that not a single red aura skill was displayed. But there were some signs that were confusing. He had seen kicks and punches, as well as the flash step. these were all skills the Blood Evolver preformed. "Still, you're just another person for me to get excited over.'

Once the matches were over the students were taken off the platforms and rushed to the side to get emergency care from the standby doctors. After a few minutes, the Multiplier had woken up. It turned out his injuries weren't too bad, and his armour had absorbed most of the impact of the punch. Although there were still some internal injuries, he would need to be treated for later. He really had never been struck so hard before, and with the fear of everything happening, he had passed out.

Before the next set of events where to start, they would have interviews with the participants in-between. They interviewed each one until they finally went to the two people who they were looking forward to most, the participants of match five. The first to be interviewed was the unexpected loser of the match, Multiplier.

They sat by the side of the arena by a bench where all the doctors and other participants were seen being treated in the background. The female reporter was there ready with her microphone. At the same time, her drone companion was thier filming everything for everyone to see on the big screen.

"First I would have to say you put on quite a show for everyone today and it came as quite a surprise to us with the result today. Many people here expected you to win. It seemed like everything was going your way until one point, once that void was created, can you tell us what happened in there, or if you remember anything at all?" The reporter asked.

Recalling the memories of the dark place, was not a pleasant thought, and the shock of a loss was still hitting him quite hard so he was slow to answer. "Yes…I remember what happened in there. Hands…"

"Hands?" the reporter said with a confused look on her face.

"Thier were hands everywhere, they grabbed me, all over the place and I couldn't move. Black shadowy like hands and that's when he delivered the final blow."

Hearing this from up in the booth, Jack's eyes looked as if they were about to jump out of his sockets. 'What did he say, dark shadowy hands?'

The words that had been spoken had brought up a memory for him. When he had visited the second military base.

These were memories he would never forget. He was embarrassed and humiliated as the two students were saved by Pure. There were two people who had interfered and had gotten in his way. After the events, he had his two guards file a report. Kenny talked about how a strange user, who seemed to control a shadow, had fought him. Not only that, there was also the mention of hands as one of the skills along with other things.

Now that he thought about it more. The description matched near-perfectly enough with the report his guard Kenny had given him. The powers used back then and the powers used now were the same.

This brought him to one conclusion about Quinn.

'He works for PURE!!!'

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Chapter 337 A cryptic messege

After finding out about this revelation, Jack couldn't believe it. Slowly, it was starting to make sense of how they knew his every move and how they could plan against him.

'Of course, Pure would have put a Student spy into the school system. Just how they rescued Peter before, they most likely used him to do the same here as well.

'You were always one step ahead of me, and now I know why, but now I'm one step ahead of you." Jack said with a smile as he got up from his seat.

"Where are you going, Jack?" Oscar asked. "Are you not going to watch the rest of the fighting events?"

"Ah, there are some important business matters I need to look into. Don't worry; I shall be back soon."

Jack left the room and started walking at a fast pace out of the booth to head back to his room. There were still a few things he needed to think about before he could make his next move. Even if Quinn was a part of Pure, that didn't change the fact that he had a rare ability that no one had seen before. Suddenly, claiming the student was part of Pure, might make it harder for him to obtain the boy's powers.

He wanted both Pure, and the shadow power for himself. Quinn was the key to that. Once Jack had returned to the room, he had contacted his headquarters back at Dreamland City. A digital display on his wall, connecting a video call. Immediately he had called for his old Guard Kenny, who had made the report about the shadow powers before.

"That's right, sir, everything you said matches up with exactly what I saw that day," Kenny replied.

Just then, another message had appeared on screen, which was from sergeant Duke.

'The information about the student I requested.' Quickly he started to read through the report. 'Quinn Talen… only child… Orphan, pfft the perfect backstory for an agent of Pure. No surprise there.'

While Jack was busy talking about his team and doing research on Quinn, over at the arena, the reporter had just finished talking with Multiplier.. She was now moving on to the star of the show, Quinn.

"First, I have to congratulate you on your upset victory. Of course, we all saw your impressive martial arts skill when fighting the clones but what we really want to know about is your ability. My research says that you're not from an original family. Still, I don't think any of us here have ever seen an ability like that before. So what we want to know is just how and what ability is that?" The reporter asked.

Quinn looked at the big screen, and he could see his own face maximized for everyone to see. Everyone in the crowd was waiting for his answer. He then thought back to what Vorden had said, and he was ready to reply.

"As you said, I am not from an original family. I grew up as an orphan. The detail of how I learned the ability is a story and a half, so bear with me. An incident happened at school a while back, where I was transported to a red portal planet. The whole place seemed abandoned.

"While I was there, I came across an ability book I had never seen before. I currently didn't have an ability, and I thought my luck had finally changed. The school eventually found me and returned me safely, but I chose to keep the fact I had found the book a secret. This event had happened a few months back. Due to it being a high-level ability book, it took me a long time to learn. Even after learning it, with no teacher or reference on how to use the ability, it took a while to come up with my own skills. I wasn't ready and chose to hide this from everybody.

"As an orphan and no family or factions to protect me, this felt like the right thing to do. However, today a good friend of mine had offered in return for giving them the ability book, I would become a member of their faction and family. As for the ability itself and which family that is, I think you will all understand why I won't go into further details about that now, as it's not fair to the original family who took me in.

"Before I end this interview, I have one last thing to say." Once again, Quinn looked up above the arena, where his friends and Vorden would be standing.

"If you chose to still go after me, then the chains that have been locked away for centuries shall be broken by the Blades."

There were many questions the reporter had wanted to ask, but Quinn had already started walking away after saying those few words. After hearing Quinn's story, the people in the crowd could understand the reasoning of what had happened so far and why the student had chosen to do what he had done. However, the families and factions in the crowds felt like what the student had just done, was outright silly.

Even if he didn't reveal the family's name that was protecting the book, they would find out soon. Declaring that this family had the ability book was putting a target on their back, and unless they were one of the big four, there was unlikely anything that would stop them from trying to take it from this family.

However, the reaction in the booth was a completely different one. The last words had sent a shiver down each of the Big Three in the room's spine. Goosebumps were felt all over the place.

'Damn!' Owen shouted in his head. For the first time, he wasn't so giggly cheery like his usual self. Instead, he was biting his fingernails. 'I knew this was a possibility after I saw the two of them were friends. But who would have thought? Now no one can touch him.'

'Those last lines.' Mona thought. 'They were quite clearly a code, a code that only we would know.'

Oscar had noticed a slight change in the room. Usually, they were quite a rowdy bunch, especially with Burnie and Owen always bickering at each other, but now there was complete silence. 'Was it something the boy said?' He thought.

But he was concerned with a different matter. If what the student was saying was true, the red portal he had access to must have come from the military base they were at. Which meant it was a planet the military had explored. Why was there such an ability book on a planet like that?

Oscar wished to delve further once this whole event was over. Perhaps he would find clues about the ability book and what had happened on the red portal planet. It might even lead him to the original owners of the ability book.

The rest of the event continued as usual, and Jack had eventually returned with a smile on his face. The event had now been going on for a while, and during it, not a word was spoken. They hadn't really focused on the matches at all.

Each one of thems' minds was filled with other matters, and finally, the event had come to an end.

The big four returned to their rooms, and so did the supreme commander. As Jack went back, he started to think of a plan he could put in place. If he was only to inform the military of the matter without the others knowing, then maybe they would allow him to take the boy's ability. It would also make sure the power didn't fall into the other three's hands, and he knew they would like that.

Still, it was a little risky. The best time to do anything would be when the boy returned to his military base. Pure still didn't know he knew about him. He had close connections with Duke and could use this to catch Quinn and take his powers before anyone could interfere.

Going to his desk, he grabbed a bottle of whisky that was out on display and poured himself a clean, nice shot with no ice.

'I deserve this for everything I've done today.' Jack said as he lifted the glass in the air.

Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door. A frustrated Jack placed the glass back on the table and answered it.

"What is it!" He said with anger, but when he looked at who it was, he was surprised to see that it was Mona Bree.

"I'm here to tell you about an emergency meeting between the Big Four. It will be regarding what happened today. You have to come now!"

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Chapter 338 Starting a war

Walking down the hallway, Jack was stomping away his feet hard on the ground as he plodded along. He was just about to call it a night after successfully plotting his plan.

'What could be so important to call a meeting at this time, and why does it have to be now.' He thought, frustrated.

It wasn't just any meeting between the Leaders though. Mona had specifically told him that this was a meeting for only the big four families, which meant it didn't include the head generals or the supreme commander. As if it was something they didn't want them to know about.

This was a rare matter, and the only time Jack had been called into a meeting like this before, was when they decided to invite him to join the leader's table. Making the Big three into the big Four.

Eventually, Mona had led him down the hallway, and they stopped just outside The Sundhiled family room. When she pushed the heavy door open, the other two could already be seen sitting there waiting. The rooms they stayed in were quite grand and large, and there were several separate rooms. Each one was designed slightly different to suit there own style.

Jack looked around the room, even though it was the same layout, it looked completely different when comparing it to his own. Most of the decor used looked like it was from an older era. There were also several paintings of large beasts on the wall with a single man taking it down. 'Useless Junk' As Jack would have called it was scattered on top of desks and drawers.

Nonetheless, Jack needed to comply, so he sat down at the large rounded table that looked like it was designed for twenty, but only the four of them were present.

This, of course, meant they were sitting quite far away from each other, but Jack liked this anyway.

"As the elder of the group I shall be the one to start the meeting," Mona said. Although she didn't look old at all. Burnie looked to be in his fifties, and Jack was just reaching his thirties. Jack had always thought Mona was around the same age as him, but now she had suddenly declared that she was older. He was wondering what type of witchcraft she had to use to look so young.

Now that he thought about, she certainly dressed like a witch as well. Even now in the middle of the night, she was dressed in all black, with a pointy hat and a veil covering her face.

'Does the mad women sleep in that?'

She stood up from her seat as she talked to the others. "I'm sure you all know why I thought it was necessary to call this meeting, but I did so just to make sure we're all on the same page."

'Huh, they know what this is about already. Have they been doing things without me behind my back?" Jack thought.

"We are here to talk about the Blade family."

'Them again… this is just a waste of time, we need to be dealing with Pure. Oh well, maybe I will learn something about them.'

"We need to make sure that all our families and fractions, including the subfamilies, receive this message. They are prohibited no matter what, to either go after the student known as Quinn Talen or try to research which family he has given the ability book to."

"What did you say?" Jack shouted as he shot up from his seat.

"Ah, I guess you weren't here for that part," Owen replied. "I seem to remember you left the room at that time. The boy who won the match against the Multiplier. Turns out he and his unique ability is under the protection of the Blade family."

"Yes," Burnie said, nodding his head up and down with his arms crossed on top of his large belly. "We all heard it, 'the chains that have been locked away for centuries, shall be broken by the Blades.' And we all understand what he meant by that."

The other three all nodded their head, but Jack didn't have a clue. He didn't have a grand history of ability users from the beginning of time. His family and his power were only discovered after the Dalki era. He knew nothing of what this damned code meant, and he was starting to get increasingly frustrated that no one was informing him.

What he did understand was what that made clear. They were ordering nearly every person they could, to not touch Quinn Talen. All of this was due to his connection with the Blade family.

And he wasn't an exception to this rule most likely.

'My plans, they've been ruined!'

He needed to do something. If he wanted to get that mysterious ability. Now the others would have people keeping a careful eye on him in the military base whenever they could. It would be impossible for him, even with his connections to do much without them finding out.

He didn't want to do it, but this was the only thing he could do.

"Quinn can't be related to the Blades," Jack said. "Because I'm sure he's with Pure."

There was a brief moment of silence between the other three until they all started laughing together shortly after.

"That's impossible, Pure and the Blades are black and white. They would never see eye to eye in the current world." Mona replied.

"But I'm telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, I'll bring Quinn here right now and force a confession out of him!"

"ENOUGH!" Burnie said as he slammed his fist on the table. "Did you not hear what we just said? No one is to go after the boy, and that includes you, Jack. We don't agree on a lot of things, Jack..."

"You can say that again," Owen mumbled.

Hearing this, Burnie looked over at Owen out of the corner of his eyes, before shaking his head and continuing.

"But we all agree on this. If you try to lay a finger on that boy, we will do everything in our power to stop you."

Who were these Blades to be able to cause such fear and unity between these three powerful forces, yet at the same time seemed to have no power when it came to the things like the military it just didn't make any sense.

"Fine," Jack said, sitting back down in his seat.

With that, the meeting was quickly over. Although they didn't finish it before reminding Jack once again, that the military was to know nothing about this and to warn him about not going after the boy. His hands were tied. If it was just one of the big families telling him to not go after the boy, then he would risk a confrontation, but all three together? His family wasn't strong enough and would never come out alive.

Jack was confident in his family's strength. Over time he had gathered strong abilities and men by his side and the unique thing about his family. Their abilities were all versatile, while the others only had a single powerful ability. In a way in his own head, Jack had deemed his own family as the strongest power force currently. Even ahead of the military, but it wasn't enough to start a fight over, especially with the Dalki watching their moves.

However, thinking about his family's strength made him think about something else. They were all clearly scared of the Blades. They repeatedly told him not to go after Quinn. What that didn't stop him from doing was going after the Blades. If he got rid of them, he would naturally take their seat of power.

The others were clearly afraid of something that happened in the past, but they didn't know Jack's full strength either. He would much rather fight one family then three strong ones, and he would also get whatever Power the Blades have as well as the shadow power.

It was the one plus side of Jack's ability. Whatever family he would defeat, essentially their powers would be added to his even if they refused to join, because he could take it from them with force.

"The Blade family.. let's see how scary you really are." Jack, was ready for a war.

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Chapter 339 One more Level

As soon as Quinn's match had ended, he decided to go straight to his room, avoiding talking with any of the other participants or remaining in the training centre. Even with his short walk back when walking by the next participants who would be taking part in the event, he could feel their eyes as if they were piercing the back of his skull. And the gossiping had started.

When he finally arrived in his room, he quickly closed the door behind him and leant his back up against it, letting out a big breath.

"So I finally did it." He said with a smile. 'It feels nice not to be holding onto such a secret anymore.'

Still, just this was enough for him. One of the huge weights that were always on the back of his mind felt lifted, but he wasn't prepared for all the attention and reactions, so just for tonight, he wanted to rest.

'I hope Vorden's plan worked.'

When Vorden whispered in Quinn's ear telling him what to say, he sounded confident and assured him it would stop others from coming after him for his power. However, he did mention it would do nothing for the vampires so he should still proceed with caution.

Lying on his bed, all he wanted to do was shut his eyes. The fight had taken a lot out of him, not only physically but mentally as well. He realised how much harder fighting without relying on his vampire powers was.

Looking at his gauntlets, there now was a large scratch mark and several dents on them as well.

[Inspect]

[Durability 40/100]

[Effects of gauntlets will be reduced by 50%]

In the fight, he had blocked the Multipliers attacks a few times, and they were now severely damaged. It was a shame because the system shop only had one pair of each item. Even if he got his hand on the materials, he couldn't make another one. What he would have liked to have done is get a better pair altogether, but that would require crystals from advanced tier beasts.

With no more expeditions for first-year students, he would either have to wait until he was in his second year or pay to put up a quest asking for certain materials, but his funds weren't exactly the healthiest at the moment either.

If they were to break in the next fight, without the use of his vampire abilities, it would weaken his attacking power by quite a bit.

Still, there was one more thing for Quinn to check out. An exciting surprise that he didn't expect after defeating the Multiplier.

[Congratulations you are now level 19]

[One free stat point earned]

[Update to your current quest]

[Reach level 20 for your next step in your evolution! 19/20]

He didn't see the number of exp points received and when checking his exp, rather than the extra going over. Currently, it just said [0/51200]. This would assume that the reward was something similar to the quest that had been given when he first fought against Leo. An instant level up reward.

The free stat point was placed into his charm skill, increasing it now up to 29. After it reached level 30, he could then start to focus on his other skills. Charm was handy in helping Quinn keep his secrets, but soon he would have no secrets to keep and the ones that would be after him next, were the vampires.

According to the system AI, the number of points and strength one would have to have in their Charm to control another vampire would be enormous. Using the skills themselves, they naturally had some type of resistance to it. So Quinn needed to focus on getting stronger for what was about to come later.

What Quinn was looking at most, was the updated quest. There was only one more level until he would evolve into the next step. Would this mean a new appearance, a new set of blood skills? Or, would it just mean a new set of problems to deal with?

With these thoughts in his head, he didn't remember when he had finally closed his eyes and fallen asleep. He was far more tired then he realised. All of a sudden, he heard the sound of urgent knocking at his door.

'Ergh, why do people love knocking on my door all the time.' Quinn thought as he looked at the time on his watch, and he could see that it was already the next day in the early morning.

'Did I already sleep the whole night, When?'

When rubbing his eyes, and trying to move his quilt, he happened to spot something small on his left hand where his wristwatch was—a small metallic little spider.

'This is Logan's spider, right? What's it doing here?'

"Quinn Talen, this is military personnel. Please open your door and let us in."

"One second please, let me just put on some clothes!" Quinn shouted back.

The spider quickly ran up to Quinn's ear and started to play a message. While this was all happening Quinn promptly got dressed into the standard military uniform.

"Quinn, this is Logan. I kept this spider near you in case you needed a little help. My guess is the military might want to check the level gauge on your watch. Don't worry. My little friend here has already made the adjustments."

The spider lifted too of its legs as if it was happy about Logan's words. And started to imitate a little clap.

"Make sure to keep the spider on you and don't panic. Let them do what they are here for, and everything will be okay."

After listening to the message, the spider hopped down and went just underneath the cuff of his sleeve where his wrist was and stayed put.

Putting his trust into Logan, and not really knowing what was going on, he opened the door to find Hayley outside and what looked like one of the soldiers standing by her side.

"It's been a long time," Hayley said, as she entered the room and placed a suitcase out on the table. "This isn't usually my thing, but they asked me to do this, but before that, congratulations. When I saw you, I knew you were impressive, and don't worry; with all the injuries I see at happen at the school. I think you did nothing wrong, hiding your powers."

She sat down in the seat by the desk, and the soldier carefully Led Quinn over to her, keeping an eye on everything he was doing. Watching in case, Quinn tried to pull anything.

Hayley proceeded to open the metal case and inside it, was what looked like a brand new military watch.

"Now I have to ask you not to touch anything," Hayley explained. "I will take off the old watch and also place the new one on."

Quinn nodded in response and went along with it. Even if Logan had said not to worry, right now Quinn was worrying. When they had put the watch on, what would happen when it didn't record his MC cells. Would they find out he wasn't human, or would they then take him in for further questioning?

The watch had been taken off and placed on the table. At the same time, she picked up the new one from the suitcase and wrapped it around Quinn's wrist.

The watch seemed to be turning on slowly and at the same time while underneath his wrist, the little spider started to get to work. Hayley remained silent and so did Quinn as they both carefully waited for a result.

After a few moments, the watch finished booting up, and the display had changed. It went from Level One to a Level six.

'Well, that makes a lot of sense." She said with a smile on her face. "I was a little worried it would say one their for a second. Do you know why the watch didn't display the correct level even after learning the ability?"

"No, I just decided to go with it, since I thought it was better this way," Quinn replied.

"Not a problem," Hayley said with a smile as she put the broken watch in the suitcase and left with the guard. Before closing the door, she had one last word to say. "Good luck on the tournament. I'm rooting for you, Cursed child." She said as she giggled and shut the door.

His face had gone bright red with embarrassment. After hearing a pretty lady like that say his stage name, he now realised how lame it sounded, and he just wanted to make a hole and put his head in it.

However, thanks to Logan again, it seemed like he could relax. His vision to look and plan ahead for things had saved him many times.

Not wanting the attention of the others outside. Instead of training like everyone else was doing. He decided to wait in his room until he was called for the next event.

Unlike Peter, Quinn wasn't treated like a criminal and was able to stay in contact with the others above using the wristwatch and other methods. They told him what was going on with the events and such, but not much else had happened.

The time had come, and an announcement had been made, stating that the participants of the fighting tournament would now be placed in their groups.

Leaving the room, everything was different this time when he entered the practice hall. It was the third day of the event, and there were even fewer people now than before. Not only that, every single person there seemed to be looking at him, and this included the second years.

Ignoring everything, Quinn decided to stay at the back of the whole group where the students had gathered, as the organisers called out their names. This way, he knew no one would be able to look at him from behind. However, he quickly realised how useless this was, as now everyone seemed to be turning their head slightly to the side, trying to look back at Quinn.

"Okay, and for group C, we have Ben Richard, Steve Jillian, Jason Wong, Suzie Filbuster, Maze Kilbert, Nate Snell and Quinn Talen."

"YES!" Nate shouted as his name was called out. The others looked at him wondering what he was so excited for, but only he knew. For days he had been hoping to face a half-decent opponent, but so far he had only been disappointed. After seeing the Cursed Child be put in the same group as him, he was sure his luck had now changed for good.

He knew the next fight, the two of them would be facing off against each other.

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Chapter 340 We're already friends

While the names from group C were being called out, the others in the group had gathered and started to look at each other as they noticed something odd.

Nate looked at his own group, then looked at the group around them again, trying to figure out what was wrong. "Why does our group look different?" He asked.

"It's because there's seven of us," Quinn replied.

Suddenly, Nate's heart started to beat. There was an odd amount of people. This often happened due to the number of participants taking part in the tournament. However, more often than not, a few people would drop out, or even a double knockout in cases, this would eventually even up the numbers.

If they had enough people, they wouldn't even bother calling up the substitute since it would just complicate matters. Right now, in the fighting tournament, there must have been an odd amount of people, and when this happens, it means only one thing.

"Alright." The soldier said, holding something behind his back the others couldn't quite see. "As you can see, group C is filled with seven people rather than six or eight, which means one of you won't be fighting today and will be able to move on to the next round, lucky you."

"Damn it," Nate said, stomping the floor. "Damn it, why this group why, why!" He cried. To the others, this would be a blessing, but to Nate, it's seemed like another obstacle trying to get in his way.

The soldier waited until Nate calmed down until proceeding further. He then revealed what he was hiding behind his back, and it was seven small sticks held in his hand with the bottom part covered up. "One of these sticks' bottom half is dyed Red. Whoever chooses this one shall be free from this round. Let's see.." He said as he scanned the room.

"You." The soldier said, pointing at Quinn. "You're first."

Quinn casually walked up to the front. There was no use trying to figure out which one was the red one, so he just picked the one closest to him. The stick was completely clear when pulling out, and there wasn't a red marking at all.

"Yes!" Nate shouted out loud again.

Now Quinn was starting to realize how much Nate wanted to fight him. However, this wasn't like the others, who tried to fight him because he was weak or to try to show off their own skills. It was because Nate thought he was strong.

Thinking about this made him feel a little warm inside. It was a change and a feeling he had never had before. No one hated his guts for being weak, and no one wanted to bully him.

The other participants were called, and they all pulled out clear sticks until, eventually, only the last two participants were left.

"You, you're up." The soldier said, pointing at Nate.

He was happy about this; it meant his fate was going to be in his hands, not of another's. There were now only two sticks left. If he chose the wrong one, then it just wasn't meant to be.

He looked left, he looked right, his eyes darting backwards and forwards between the two sticks.

"Just pick one already!" the soldier said, getting agitated that time was being wasted.

Closing his eyes and turning his head away, Nate finally picked a stick.

"Well, it looks like you won't be taking part in this round then."

Hearing those words made his heart sink, a lump was felt in his throat.

"What!?" Nate said as he opened his eyes and turned his head, only to see that the soldier was no longer standing in front of him and was standing next to the other student instead. When looking at his stick, he noticed it was completely clear. There was no marking at all.

There wasn't time to celebrate for Nate, as the soldier was already leading them all onto the arena floor.

'I knew the world wanted me and you to fight.' Nate thought. 'This was just another sign that nothing was going to get in our way.'

As they exited from the underground tunnel and onto the floor, the cheers were there as usual, and the others were watching above on the large screen.

"Oh, this will be interesting." Said Sam, seeing the screen.

"What do you mean by that?" Vorden asked.

"Well, the reason I've been keeping a close eye on the event so far is that my close friend is in it, and it looks like Quinn, and he is in the same group," Sam replied.

"Friend, judging by how you were hanging around us all the time. I would have assumed you had no friends." Logan replied.

That comment had stung Sam in the heart a bit, but he couldn't deny the fact that if others did know he was hanging around with a bunch of first-years from another base. It really would look like he had no friends.

"Is your friend strong?" Vorden asked.

"You better believe it." Said Sam." Although he's only a Level seven in terms of ability power, you can tell how strong he is based on how he was able to make it this far."

"I look forward to seeing him fight then," Vorden said.

"Well, let's just hope your friend and Quinn don't get put together. Otherwise, it would be pretty awkward." Said Layla.

"Yeah, I would feel bad supporting my friend right next to you guys, but as far as I know about Nate, he would be begging to be put up against Quinn."

And that was exactly what Nate was doing. The whole way, as he walked, he had his hands held together, and his eyes closed. He would only rely on his hearing to follow the footsteps in front of him.

Then finally, they came to a halt.

"Alright, Quinn Tallen stage three and Nate Snell." The soldier said.

He couldn't believe it, his prayers were answered, and he was finally going to fight someone worthwhile.

The two got into position and waited for the announcers to call all of the names. This time there were only three platforms, and once again, they had increased in size.

"And finally, on the third platform, we have the unexpected winner from last round, The Cursed Child! And his opponent for today who always seems to manage to pull a win out of the bag, Hardsteely."

The earth user raised the two onto the platform, but Quinn was struck with something after hearing the name. It was about the stage name that had been used.

He had instantly recognized it because it was the first friend he had ever added on the Power fighters VR game.

'These two are the same person.' Quinn was very thankful to Nate. He had given him advice before the portal planet and also taught him a great lesson when it came to fighting. If he ever met this person in real life, Quinn wanted to thank him for his help.

He never thought he would be meeting a person he met through a game this way right now.

When the two walked onto the large fighting area, the happiness on Nate's face could be seen a mile away, and the camera right now was focused on him.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Is he not all there."

The comments about him weren't nice as always, but he didn't care if he was happy he would show it, if he was sad, he would show it. Unlike the others, he wouldn't be fake and would just be himself. What was the point of pretending to be something you weren't?

"Let's get this fight started; show me that purple shadow of yours," Nate said, punching his fist into his other hand. Each time this was done, a loud clanging sound was heard as if metal was clashing against metal.

Quinn smiled at Nate and then raised his hand.

"I forfeit from the fight."

The referee, who was slightly off the side and just outside the arena, was surprised at this; he looked at Quinn for confirmation only to hear him repeat it.

"I forfeit from the fight. He is your winner." Quinn repeated.

"No!" Nate said. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you refusing to fight me? Is it because you don't think I'm strong enough? Come on. I'll show you right now!" He shouted.

However, Quinn couldn't tell Nate the real reason. Quinn knew he was plenty strong, perhaps one of the strongest people he had met before. When the fight had started, he had received a quest.

[A strong opponent has appeared. Defeat the opponent in front of you to receive an instant level up.]

This was the reason why Quinn decided not to continue the fight. Whether he would win or not only using his shadow abilities was another story but what he didn't want to do was evolve in front of everybody. If he were to win the fight, the process would start immediately, and not knowing its result was too much of a risk.

He could have always fought and then allowed Nate to win at the end but judging from how they fought before, Nate wouldn't have liked that.

"No, I refuse. I don't care. I'm fighting, you know, and you better start throwing back!" Nate said as he walked his way across the arena and towards Quinn.

But the referee had come in between the two of them, stopping Nate midway.

"The contestant has already forfeited. This match is over."

The audience watching was all confused at what was happening as they were unable to hear the conversation going on. Then the announcement was made.

"Hardsteely has been declared the victor due to forfeit." The crowd was stunned by what had just happened, and so were the others in the booth.

But they couldn't be for long, as two more interesting fights were happening by the side and their attention quickly focused on them instead. They could worry about why the other chose to drop out later.

"Please!" Nate said. "Just tell me why you won't fight me."

"I never said I wouldn't fight you," Quinn replied. "We don't have to fight here; if you really want to fight me, we can do it when this event is over through the game Power fighters."

Nate had never thought about this before; he didn't care where they thought; all he wanted to do was have a good fight.

"Wait, what's your ID name?" Nate asked.

Quinn smiled at him once again.

"Don't worry; we're already friends."

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Chapter 341 The Final Day

With Quinn having forfeited from the fighting event, he was now free to return to the hotel with the others for the night and have rest for the remaining week. It had been a rollercoaster ride of events, but still, not everything was over.

It seemed like each time he would make progress somewhere, he would be taking two steps back somewhere else.

When the other matches had ended, the reporter wanted to interview him, asking him why he had decided to forfeit his match? However, by the time the other fights were finished, they quickly realized that instead of staying to watch the other fights, Quinn had left to return to his room.

Most of the audience understood and started to theorize their own reasons for his forfeit. Either too much power was used in the fight yesterday, and there hadn't been enough time to recover, or there was still more to his ability that the student didn't want to show; after all, it was practically a new ability in the world.

The more he fought in front of thousands and thousands of people, the higher the chance the people around could figure it out. Of course, the Big Four didn't have any questions, and Oscar was far more interested in the planet that Quinn had gotten the power from in the first place.

While in his room on his own, he still couldn't stop thinking about Peter. It felt cruel in a way that he was just taken. They would never find out his fate or if he was okay. Yet somehow, he was meant to just accept the result.

But there was truly nothing he could do about it. The AI system had no clue where the current Vampires lived. With no way to get there, it was pointless to think of a way to save him.

'Wait a minute?'

Suddenly, Quinn stood up from his bed as a spark had hit him in the head.

'The teleportation device, the one in Logan's room. Didn't Fex tell me it leads to the vampires?'

A return portal. The only problem was Logan still hadn't managed to crack the code. Past even that, though, what could Quinn even do when he got there? He was still weak. Fex was considered a young vampire, and there were bound to be even more powerful vampires there.

Again there was no use thinking about it, but maybe by the time Logan had cracked the code on the device, Quinn would be strong enough to help Peter.

The next day, Quinn had joined up with his friends to watch the event. There were only two days left now before everything would come to an end. Meeting up with everyone, the group seemed smaller than before. With Fex and Peter gone, it felt kind of quiet since they were the most talkative bunch in the group.

Well, Fex made up for two peoples absence.

With Sam there joining them to watch the events, the group decided they would support Nate. Quinn was secretly rooting for him, but something seemed to be off during his match. As if his mind was somewhere else.

'We're already friends?' Nate thought. 'What did he mean by that?' He had been thinking about it all night, and even in his fight right now when he should have been fighting, his mind wasn't focused at all.

However, this was the semifinals. The second last day. His opponent wasn't taking it easy and instantly revealed his soul weapon. The first-year students watching were now keeping a close eye; for some of them, it was their first time seeing such a thing.

With that the match was over as Nate was eliminated via knockout from falling off the ring, but he wasn't upset. For he had finally figured it out.

'Does he mean he's already on my friend list? So that means I've met him before in the game.' But he had no recollection of anyone using those types of powers. Nevertheless, he was happy that he would be able to fight the Cursed Child. Who knows, it might have been someone he fought a long time ago, but his skills were weak at the time.

The final day of the event had arrived and when Sam had met up with the group, he had brought along a little friend with him. Nate.

"You, you... You know this guy, Sam?" Nate said, pointing at the Cursed Child.

"Ha, ha, it's a long story. Why don't why just sit down, and I'll tell you all about it."

They watched the final day of events and continued to talk, laugh, and tell stories to each other. Nate and Sam seemed to have even known each other before coming to military school, which was a little rare since the organizers tried to purposely split people who did know each other.

But because of this, they had plenty of embarrassing stories to tell. When they were done speaking about theirs, they asked about the others starting with Quinn. He explained how his parents died in the war and the mood suddenly had gotten somber. Moving on to Vorden, it seemed he kept avoiding the question completely, and so did Layla.

The atmosphere suddenly got a little awkward. It felt as if Nate and Sam were very open about everything, while the others were still hiding. Still, they decided to ignore it since everyone was having a good time before this.

"So what about you, Logan?" Sam asked. "What did you do before coming here?"

"Not much. I didn't talk to people at my last school as I like to stay alone, started a few gaming projects, and was the same at this school. That is until I met Quinn. Ever since my life seems to have been busier than ever but not in a bad way."

"Come on," Layla said. "He's not giving himself enough credit. Those few projects he started in school turned out to be a big deal."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"Those projects are still ongoing today. Although you guys might know them as the game, Power fighters." Logan answered.

"What!" Nate said, suddenly interested. The two of them were enthusiasts for the game, and right now, they were sitting with the inventor. They weren't even aware that a kid created it since his family's name who owned the company was attached to it.

"Wait!." said Nate. "That means you must know about the Blood Evolver right? Do you know who he is? Is he really hacking the system?"

"Of course, I know who he is," Logan replied with honesty. "But for privacy reasons, I can not reveal that to you. However, I can tell you that he has not hacked the site. The ability being used is a strange one."

The conversation between the group continued, mostly with Nate trying to figure out some way for Logan to tell him who the Blood Evolver was, and soon, the last event of the whole week was announced. The grand finale of the fighting event.

The group wanted to pay attention to the fight, and so did Quinn. These were the strongest two students out of all seven of the military bases. Due to them being second years, they would be leaving after the end of this year. So there was a good chance Quinn would never see them again.

Still, that might not be the case once they left the military. Outside it was a free world, and there was a chance they could run into anybody again.

The second reason was due to the soul weapons that would be used. Quinn had a high interest in soul weapons as they seemed to increase one's power significantly. It is said that when one is born, the soul weapon already starts to form based on their traits and personality. Eventually, it will get slightly altered when learning their first ability and will continue to grow from there. Finally, when they are ready, they would be able to manifest one.

The thing was, Quinn was unsure if Vampires even had soul weapons. Fex didn't seem to have one; otherwise, he would have used it against the King Tier beast.

Maybe unlike humans Vampires when born didn't have a soul weapon inside?

But what about him? Quinn was born a vampire and only later turned into a human. And if he did have one, Quinn was starting to wonder what it would be?

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Chapter 342 Soul weapon battle

The final fight was set to start. The rules were the same as previous rounds with slight changes here and there. The platform they would be fighting in was the largest yet and nearly covered the whole arena floor. From this match, there would be no loss if a participant was knocked out off the stage.

In this match, there were also a total of four refs. However, most of their jobs consisted of staying by the outer ring of the arena. If the students looked like they were about to fall, they would quickly build a wall stopping them.

The two in the finals were second-year students from other military schools, so Quinn hadn't seen them before apart from the matches from the event. The first he had seen a little bit off was when the level 8 earth user had defeated Sam in one of the previous rounds.

As for the other one, he had also seen a few matches of his, and he seemed to be a student from the Graylash family, the power of lightning.

"This is the strongest student I've seen the military raise," Mona said, complimenting Oscar on his hard work.

"Of course, we saw the potential in him right away and gave him all the resources he needed," Oscar replied. "He nearly knows every skill we have available. I see a bright future for him; who knows he may even eventually become Supreme Commander one day."

"Is no one going to complement my family's student?" Owen said, twirling his hair.

"If he's as hard-working as your lazy arse, then we already have a winner," Burnie replied.

"Well, I actually don't know how strong he is. He is from a generation I did not teach." Said Owen. "As you know, I only recently became the new head; I don't even have a pupil or descendent of my own yet."

The fight had started, and the bickering between the two had stopped.

The action started almost immediately, with both revealing their trump cards instantly. There was no use trying to hide it or find out how the other would fight. They had ample time to research the fights before the event.

The Graylash student lifted his hand in the air, and from the palm of his hand, a blue lightning bolt struck through the air. A few moments later, and the lighting seemed to strike back down, hitting the student directly. A large flash of light was seen, causing most of the audience members to close their eyes.

When they opened them again, they could see the student's appearance had changed. His hair was now standing upright, his clothes even seemed to be pulled slightly upward, and this blue aura could be seen surrounding his entire body.

At the same time, the Earth user had released his soul weapon. He brought his hands close together and closed his eyes. Suddenly from his fingertips, a white glowing light started to appear and began to form a shape. It had a long handle and a stone head on top. The appearance was that of a hammer.

"For some reason, when I look at these two, I feel like the lighting guy should be using the hammer," Vorden said.

On display were two different types of soul weapons. The earth user's weapon was a physical one and was most likely going to be used more than just an ordinary hammer. The Graylash family student had a unique trait. An energy that powered his body.

Wasting no time, the earth user used the ground to propel him towards the student. It looked as if he was surfing on top of an ocean of mud, when he finally got close enough. He jumped off the mound of mud and raised his hammer. Suddenly, it looked as if it was growing in size.

A giant hammer, the size of a house, was created and was slammed down onto the ground. When lifting the hammer, it shrunk back down to its normal size.

The audience was expecting to see a splatter of blood, perhaps, like when one would slap a mosquito, but instead, there was nothing.

"Cool hammer." The student said as he suddenly appeared behind the earth user. Using both hands, he started to create a continuous stream of lighting, connecting both him and the user.

The earth user's body started to shudder in pain, but eventually, he managed to stomp his foot on the ground, building a wall, stopping the electric flow.

With the first confrontation over between the two, the crowd cheered louder than ever. Hoping to see more impressive displays of power.

The fight continued between the two students, going back and forth, and they both showed great power and were able to use their soul weapons to their full advantage, but eventually, there was a person who had edged out, and that was the earth user.

Although the lightning user was strong and seemed to be dominating a lot of the fight, the lightning aura surrounding him seemed to fade. His speed began to slow, and eventually, he was hit by the hammer.

The attacks from the Graylasy student were strong, but the armour he was wearing protected him well, and eventually, all of the Graylash family student's soul weapon energy had run out.

A winner had been declared—the earth user.

Inside the booth, Burnie couldn't contain his happiness; he seemed to be even more pleased than Oscar that the earth user had one.

"Oh," Owen said, hearing the loud laughter. "And what happened to the contestants from the Sunshield family. I believe they were all knocked out before even this stage."

"Pft, laugh all you want, just because this generation of my family is weak doesn't mean our family is weak as a whole," Burnie replied. "At any point and time, feel free to request a duel between our top students, and I will be happy to comply."

Owen truly wasn't too bothered by the loss. His ability was powerful but he also knew it was less effective against the earth users at a higher level. Their attacks just didn't hurt them as much compared to others.

With that, the event had come to an end. There was a closing ceremony that thanked all the students who had taken part in. They then rallied up the points of each student to declare a single base a winner. In the end, base four was declared the overall victors. They were also the ones who had the earth user that one the fighting tournament.

It was clear that the three main events carried the most points compared to all the other events. Otherwise based on what everyone else was watching. There was no way base four would have been declared the winner.

The students were to return to their hotel and pack their things. Once they had finished, they lined up inside the hotel lobby to do a headcount.

"Alright, it looks like everyone is here." General Mike said.

"Strange." Said Logan. "Have they not realized Fex has gone missing. He was a part of our military base as well. This might prove that although Humans don't know the existence of vampires. They have more pulling power and influence in our world than we think.

"And I would like to say one more thing," Mike added. "Sorry about doing this to you again."

As he finished, the shutters of the hotel lobby started to come down. Metal doors blocked the entrance way, and soon every small little hole was now closed.

Looking around, all the soldiers and school staff were now wearing their gas masks, and slowly the room started to fill with gas again

'Oh well, time to fake it again.' Said Quinn, knowing that the gas would not affect him.

Once all the students had been knocked out, the shutters were lifted, and a portal from outside was brought in. While awake, though, Quinn could hear a strange conversation going on.

"What do I owe the pleasure of such a humble visit from you four?" Mike said as he walked over to the entrance of the hotel.

Inside, walking into the lobby, were all members of the Big Four.

"Don't worry about us," Burnie said. "We are here just to see that all the students are transported back safely."

It was a little strange. Right now, every hotel was doing the same thing with their set of students. So what had made the big four come over to this hotel specifically? Mike thought.

The reason for their visit was Quinn. They were here to make sure nobody tried to do anything to him during the transportation process, and they had even dragged Jack to come with them.

'These guys, they were dead serious when they said they didn't want anybody touching him.' Jack thought.

Jack could now see, they truly would do anything to protect Quinn. Which meant he would be able to do nothing while he was at the second military base.

Once all the students were safely transported, everyone was free to go back to their own dorms and do as they wished, and that included Jack.

Using a portable teleporter of his own, he was safely able to arrive in his own city. The location of the teleporter was also directly to his own tower. A base that he had built under it.

When arriving, There were around a hundred people lined up to greet him.

"We welcome you home. Master Truedream!" They all shouted as he came out of the teleporter.

Just then, Kevin stood out from the line to deliver a report.

"Sir, I have some important news. It's about the Blade family you told me to research. We've found their base." Said Keven.

"Excellent," Jack said with a smile as he walked off.

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Chapter 343 Home sweet home

Everyone had safely made it back to military school in one piece. On the night of their arrival, there wasn't much to do. The event had ended on a Friday evening, so by the time they had woken up again from the special gas. It was near enough already the end of the day. The students were told to head back to their rooms and unpack their belongings. There wasn't much that they took with them so it wouldn't take long to sort themselves out.

When returning to his room, Quinn had a sense or an unexpected feeling of being home. He never really had a place to call his. Since he was a kid, he would often move from place to place every time he went to a new school.

With no one to go back to or at a permanent base, there was never that home sweet home feeling. For the first time, he had it when he entered his room with Vorden.

It was a quick night for the boys. As soon as they finished unpacking they had gone to sleep. But Layla had a lot of work to do. From the event, she had been informed that Cia was an agent of Pure. This most likely meant that Cia also had a variety of tools that had been given to her that were hidden in the room. If they weren't in the room then there would be somewhere else.

Thankfully, it seemed like Cia was still being looked after by the doctors for a few days before allowing her to return to her room. This would give Layla a head start of clearing everything she could find.

Upon returning to her room, she searched and searched. This time looking harder than before. When she first arrived, she had done a quick sweep, looking for cameras and microphones but found none. But she had never suspected her classmates to also be spying on her.

After a deep search and going through Cia's belongings, there were several things found, including a communication ball. The same as Layla had. It was continually flashing blue showing that there were messages left behind.

'Should I just destroy it and forget about everything.' She said, looking at it.

She lifted her hand and placed it just a little over the ball. Ready to use her powers to rip it apart. But then, placed it down by her side again.

'No, I can't destroy it, not yet. There's one more person I need to get out of there... Erin.'

Although Layla had now cut ties with Pure, she had sent her closest friend at the time over to their side. Perhaps at some point, the communication device would come in handy. She no longer had hers and destroyed it in haste. At the time she acted on emotion rather than thinking things through, but now she had the time to think. It would be best to keep it for now.

'Erin, I promise I will come to get you one day.'

It was now the weekend. Students were exempt from lessons for the next two days and would start their schedule as normal for the final term. After that, there would be a short summer break for the students where they were able to go home and see their family.

Although Quinn didn't know what he would do during that time, it was still a little far ahead for him to be thinking about it.

"So, you got anything special planned for these two days?" Vorden asked as he laid down in his bed.

"Not really, I think I might just check up on everyone to see how they're doing, then head to the VR centre later on," Quinn replied.

"Wait, you were serious about facing Nate in a Powerfighter match. How are you going to explain to him about the red aura and the shadow ability?"

"I won't." Said Quinn. "More than anything he just wants a fight. Even if he knows who I am it will be impossible to prove and it doesn't make any sense. The only person it would make sense to is him. Besides, I have Logan. Say worst comes to worst and an investigation does take place, Logan can just say I'm not the blood evolver and state that he's at another base. Not that I think it will come to that anyway."

"You really depend on Logan a little too much," Vorden said.

"Hey, don't forget about what you all did. I think you guys owe me at least this much after going behind my back."

"Are you trying to blackmail us, not cool man, not cool."

The two of them started to laugh as they knew they were just having a jab at each other, and with that, Quinn decided to head off to Logan's room. However, he hadn't been completely truthful to Vorden, he didn't want to check up on the others but more specifically he wanted to just check up on Logan.

A single knock was placed on the door.

"Come in," Logan said.

And Quinn entered the room. The place this time looked a little different compared to before. The research he had done about the school's underground dungeons had moved to this room instead.

"Hey, do you still think that information is useful?" Quinn asked. "You know, now that Peter not there anymore."

"It's always handy to keep data," Logan explained. "You never know when we could use it for future events. Perhaps one day, you, me, or the others will be placed there. I hope if I get trapped there, you could use the information to try to break me free as well. So what brings you here?"

While Logan was giving his reply, Quinn continued to look around the room, but the last question had caught him slightly off guard.

"Who said I wasn't here just to see if you were okay?" Quinn replied.

"Look, I've known you for a while now and there seems to be a pattern. If you come to me in the afternoon, as long as there's not an urgent problem, then you are usually there to check up on me and see how I'm doing."Logan explained. "But if you come in the early morning, usually it's because you have a question or a task for me to do."

Quinn felt a little awkward and guilty now. It was fine when checking up on someone to then ask for a favour or snoop around, but now it felt like the only reason he had come here was to ask Logan for something. Even worse, it was true and he realized it.

"Actually, I don't have anything to ask this time or not a favour at least, I wanted to see how you were doing with that strange square device from before," Quinn asked.

Logan, using his two small legs, pushed his feet and rolled across the room with his chair to the other side. On this side of the room, one of the computers out of the many was attached up with wires leading to the strange device. On the screen, different combinations continued to appear, and each time it would flash red it would move onto the next one.

"It's taking a little longer than I thought," Logan said. "But the good thing is it will definitely unlock eventually, I just have no clue when."

"Is there any way of finding out where it goes once it's unlocked?"

"Not really, other than going through ourselves, but who knows if we can come back. We would have to take a portable portal device with us just in case." Logan said.

"Wait, you're really going to go through there," Quinn asked, worried for logan. "Well, if you can please, let me know when the machine unlocks. I don't want you to go there by yourself, bring me along, you can think of me as your bodyguard."

"I'm not a kid, I can do these things by myself," Logan replied, seeming to be annoyed at Quinn's suggestion.

"Sorry, you know I didn't mean it like that, just I'm really interested just like you. My system was the one that told me it was made by Richard Eno, and there might be a chance this leads to his base or something. If so, maybe he would be able to help us in finding out what this system is."

Placing his hand on his chin, Logan started to think about it. It was true that with the help of Eno, it might be a lot easier, but Logan wanted to discover things about Quinn's system on his own. However, there was one possibility, Logan never ruled it out in the first place. Eno was a person who always seemed to be ahead of everyone else when it came to technological advances; there could even be a chance he had something to do with creating the system.

"Alright, I'll let you know when It gets unlocked."

With all formalities said and done, Logan got back to working on more gadgets. After the fight with the king tier and feeling a little weak. He wanted to create some new items for himself. There was always the chance more trouble could be on the way.

The next stop for Quinn was to head to the VR room. He had promised Nate he would do battle with him and he wanted to keep his word. Even if Nate wasn't online yet, Quinn had the chance to play a couple more games.

When walking through the hallway, there was a familiar face that he didn't expect to meet.

"Oh, Quinn. It's been a while since me and you were able to talk." Leo said. "Do you mind meeting me in the martial arts hall? I have some important news to tell you?"

There was no rush for Quinn to play the game. After all, there was no confirmed time, or set time the two would meet. If the two happened to be online he would send an invite. So Nate could wait for now.

"Sure, why don't we head there together?"

During the walk to the martial arts hall, it was quite silent between the two. Quinn always found it hard to read Leo, but at the same time, he trusted him. It was a good thing he did as well, for he had helped out big time during the events with Peter. It was because of people like him, that Quinn hadn't completely given up on hope for humanity.

The problem was at the moment. There seemed to be two bad people for every one good person he would meet.

They had eventually arrived in the marital hall and it felt large and empty without any of the students inside. The weapons were still on the wall, and it reminded Quinn of his first day here.

Leo headed to the back of the room and sat up against the back wall crossing his legs. Quinn then followed and did the same sitting opposite him.

"Quinn, I wanted to tell you something. It was a decision I have been going backwards and fourth but was always going to do at one point. I will no longer be a teacher here. I'm leaving for good." Leo said.

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Chapter 344 A parting gif

A metallic fist pounded onto the poor students' face, and at the same time, 'The Winner', appeared written in big, bold letters, now floated above his head.

"This is starting to get a little boring," Nate said.

He opened up the game screen and started to scroll down through his friend's list. There weren't many on the list, as he would often only send out a request to those he had found interesting.

'Damn it, who is he?' Nate said in anger. 'I sent everyone who was online on my friends list a fighting request, and it turns out he's not a single one of them. Even worse, I can't even remember why I added half these people in the first place.'

Being with Nate and having watched his last few matches it looked like Nate had gotten stronger again, very strong. It was a shame if this fight was to happen, only he would be able to see it.

"Calm down," Sam said. "Maybe he's not like us. Not everyone plays the game this much. Even if he said he would send you an invite, he didn't say when."

At this point, Sam had actually put nearly everything together and had made a guess at who the Cursed Child was. Although their powers weren't the same, it was the only thing he could think of, hearing what he had said at the end of the match.

He had only come up with this theory after finding out that Logan was the creator of the game. Perhaps when Quinn had made that shadow dome, he started to display powers that would have been similar to what he used in the game.

With Logan, he could always ask him to program it, so his powers looked different when performing it in the game. This way, his ability would still be kept secret from the world.

But Sam didn't want to tell Nate this; first of all, it was only a theory, and he wasn't a hundred percent sure this was right. The second thing was, he wanted to see the joy on Nate's face when he found out the Cursed Child and Blood evolver were the same person.

Inside the martial arts hall, two people were sitting opposite each other quietly. Quinn couldn't believe what he had just heard. Of course, people weren't able to just leave the military freely when they wanted, especially for a teacher still in the middle of their term. But what Quinn didn't know was Leo had multiple conditions set when he had agreed to join, one of them allowing him to leave whenever he wished.

This wasn't normal for teachers or military to have but it was one of the things that allowed them to sway him over to thier side.

This news had made Quinn upset. Leo was the first adult who treated him normally even at a low power level, and even after finding out he was a vampire. There weren't many people out there like him.

"Can I ask why?" Quinn asked.

"Of course, it's why I wanted to speak to you," Leo replied. "I started to realize it after what happened during the event. You know, I know you, Peter and the Boy Fex were the same types of people. The student Fex hasn't returned, and we were told he transferred to another base due to complications, but when trying to find out more about what happened to him, I couldn't.

"Not only that but during the event itself, I met another that was like you."

'Is he talking about a vampire? The others said someone had come to collect Fex. Is it possible that it's who he's talking about?' Quinn thought.

"My guess was that she was there to save Peter, and now that Peter is no longer here, I believe they succeeded. But during that time, the two of us fought."

Hearing this was shocking to Quinn. Seeing that Leo was fine, even during the event, must have meant he could go toe to toe with an adult vampire. Leo was indeed powerful. At the same time, Quinn wished he was there at the time to see the fight.

He could have learnt a lot of things watching two skilled participants.

"If the two of us fought at full strength, I honestly don't know which of us would win. Our confrontation was short, but it was enough for me to realize that being here has made me a little soft. After the war, I thought it might have been my time to rest and teach a new generation. However, I didn't realize how corrupt the current system is.

"Not only that, but it's now too risky for me to be here. I don't regret my involvement in helping you kids. It brings joy to my heart. But if the military were to find out, I don't know what would happen. There seem to be greater forces at play here that we can not see.

"Quinn, let me tell you. There's a war coming. Whether it will be against each other, humans against humans, against the Dalki, or an unknown force, I do not know. But I want to be there to protect my friends and family when I can. To do that, I need to train once again, and I can not do that here."

The feeling that Quinn had was the same as Leo. He thought others wouldn't have this feeling of worry over their shoulder. That the current life they're living now could be taken away at any second. And the last person he thought would feel they would need to get stronger was Leo. He was already plenty strong. Yet, he still felt like the need to get stronger to protect those around him.

"Thank you for telling me. I understand, but why did you feel the need to tell me. After all, you know I'm different." Quinn replied.

Leo then smiled at Quinn.

"Because although we may be different in one way, I feel like we are nearly precisely the same in another. Both of us want to get strong to protect those around us. When we first met, I felt it."

"As a leaving gift, there are two things I want to give you."

Leo then reached around behind him and pulled out what looked like three beast crystals. Each one with its outer layer transparent in colour.

"Are these beast crystals?" Quinns said as he looked closely at them. "What level are they at? They're so clear!"

"These crystals are at the advanced level. They are specially chosen to be used to be made into a gauntlet type weapon. I wish I could have given you one of my own weapons, but there is a particular reason why I can't. But this is the next best thing."

Leo said as he tried to place the crystals into Quinn's hand, but almost immediately, Quinn pushed the crystals back towards Leo.

"I can't. I didn't earn these myself. It doesn't feel right." Said Quinn.

"Now is not the time to be so foolish. When you are fighting an enemy, do you think they care how you got these crystals? When you need to protect those close to you, does it matter where you got that power from? Or would you rather see those close to you die because of some silly pride?" Leo was quite stern and straight when he said this, but he needed to be.

Quinn was only 16 years old, but soon, he would turn into an adult and leave, and who knows when the war would start again.

After hearing Leo's wise words, Quinn took the crystal and placed them in his lap for now.

"The second thing I wanted to give you is not a gift, but something that can only be taught. First of all, tell me what tier do you think my weapon is at?" Leo asked as he pulled his sword out and placed it down for Quinn to look at.

He had seen Leo defeat a Dalki with a single strike, and he knew he was powerful. To be able to be so strong, it had to be at a great tier.

"Is it a legendary tier weapon?" Quinn asked.

"Well, you would be more surprised then when I tell you it is only at the King Tier Level!" Leo replied. "In the past, before beast tier weapons even existed, there was a small group of people who would be able to cut giant stones with their swords. Lift buildings ten times their weight and slow down the ageing process.

"Yet, not a single one of them had what we know today as abilities, but they certainly had powers beyond that of a normal human."

Hearing this, Quinn thought these humans sounded like Vampires, with the things they could do, but it was clear Leo wasn't going in that direction. Even though he knew Quinn was different, not once had he called him a vampire.

"I am a descendant of these types of people, this isn't an ability, and in truth, every human out there is capable of achieving such results. Some even achieve it without realizing it. It's what saved me during the war. This thing is inside our bodies, and it's known as Qi. I want to teach you this special technique, and hopefully, you will be able to use it wisely.

"But before even that, I will need to explain to you how I came to learn of it and how I also became known as the hero, the blind swordsman."

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Chapter 345 Leo's pas

"Qi" The word was foreign to Quinn. He had never heard of it before or even heard someone mention it. From the way Leo spoke about it, it sounded like some mystic energy that perhaps people used to harness a long time ago.

Thinking back, Quinn started to remember something Vorden had told him a while ago. At one point Vorden had managed to copy Leo's powers. When looking at Leo, he could see the same thing he could, yet Vorden's could feel his own energy at the time was far weaker then Leo's.

This might have had something to do with Qi as well. Vorden was only able to copy the amount of MC cell's someone had.

'Could the large energy that Vorden was seeing at the time be Qi?'

Whatever it was, Quinn wanted to learn about it. He was ready to listen to Leo's story. For back then during the war, he had been classified as a hero, and he had even seen the power first hand.

Any strength added to his own would be a plus.

"I was born blind, it wasnt latter on in life, and it wasn't during the war like many people suspect. I never had eyesight to begin with, I have never seen the colour of the sky, nor the grass.

"Even before the introductions of abilities, the world was a cruel place. Discrimination existed back then just like it does now but in different forms. As for me, I was abandoned and left outside a temple by my parents, my only guess is they couldn't deal with the idea of raising a blind baby. Although to this day I don't really blame them.

"Form what I had learned, later on, the country I grew up in was a poor one, and the place even worse. People had children in hopes that they would be able to better thier lives in the future. Work on the farm, help put in the village. But a blind perosn would be disadvantaged when it came to these things, and I would only be another mouth to feed.

"In the end, I think my parents loved me enough to make sure I arrived at a place they could trust. Rather than just abandoning me, and for that reason, I can't say I hate them."

Quinn had also heard some stories of parents who had given up on thier kids, after learning thier MC cells had a low limit. It seemed rather than getting better, things had only gotten worst since the past.

"Luckily for me, it wasn't an ordinary temple they had dropped me at. Noticing I was blind, they knew it would be pointless to bring me to an orphanage. If people had the choice out of a baby that was perfect or one that couldn't see it would be a long time until a soul gentle enough would take me in.

"However, he also felt like he could greatly help me, for he was a master of Qi. He ran a dojo and taught many students and at first, he decided to teach me, not because he wanted me to learn how to fight, but he thought it would greatly help me grow and navigate my way around.

"You see, Qi lets you feel the energy of living things around you. In a way, my Master felt like if he taught me this, he would be giving me a vision I never had. After years of learning and growing up by my master side, a strange thing happened. When I mastered how to use Qi, at the same time, I had unlocked my ability.

"At the time I didn't know this and abilities weren't widespread and were still kept secret. When I explained what I could see, My Master told me not to tell anyone about it, but for the first time, I felt like I could see and join in with my fellow brothers and sisters with thier training.

"My ability helped me progress faster than those around me, as I was able to see the flow of energy that my Master would often talk about easier. When sparing with my fellow brothers, it would give me an advantage. Every human has Qi, but a lot don't know how to grow or use it properly. When one would attack, I would see the Qi move before them.

"Fast forward several years and the war with the Dalki had started. The use of weapons clearly didn't work, and it looked like the human race would soon die. I was young and hot-headed back then but continually argued with my Master, asking why hadn't we gone to join the fight.

"We were a small group of only thirty students, but I knew with our unique talents we would be able to help some people at least. However, my Master said our home was here, and it wasn't our place. The temple oversaw a small town full of life. It was away from the war and all the fighting. We were up relatively high, and it seemed like nobody had found us yet.

"But every day I would watch news of what was going on. That's when people with abilities started to come forward. They began to turn the tide of the war. They were hailed as heroes and continued to be cheered and supported around the whole world.

"'That could have been me' I thought. I was envious, jealous of these ability users. We could have helped and also been a part of those groups. Yet even with our power, we did nothing.

"Later on the discovery of the portals were made soon after and that led to beast weapons. The war was still ongoing, and now the world was into heavy recruitment. People didn't have a choice, if you were old enough, you were told to fight."

Quinn remembered this time period well, for this was also when his mother and father were placed in the war.

"Knowing this piece of information, I did something I wish I had never done. The small town on top of the mountain was unregistered with any country. Nobody knew of our existence. I didn't want to miss out again. What was the point of having all this power and skill and never being able to use it? Shouldn't we have used it to help the fight?

"One week, I went down to the nearest city and reviled that there was a whole town of people to the World alliance. They immediately sent in thier soldiers and told everyone to relocate. They moved us all to another planet. An Orange portal planet at the time. Our job was to defeat the beasts and obtain the crystals, delivering them to the army.

"They had given us guns that worked against the basic tier beats but after that thier armour or hide would be too tough. However, they didn't know about our talents, and even without the weapons, we were able to complete our tasks better then they had expected. In return, they finally gave us beast weapons and we even formed a special unit.

"The planet had become a peaceful place, and we had managed to make a settlement similar on the planet, to what we had back on earth. But then, the Dalki came and attacked. The bulk of us, including my Master and me, was out on a hunt for beats. When our group returned, the whole village had already nearly been destroyed.

"When we arrived we could see a single Dalki ship, which usuelly contained a unit of twelve. We fought with them till the bitter end and the only ones that had survived the fight were my Master and me. All of our pupils and everyone in the village had died.

"It was because of me the whole town had been relocated to the planet. There was a good chance we could have continued living peacefully on earth. Not only that, but me and my Master never spoke again."

When telling the story, Quinn could feel the sadness and guilt in his words.

"But I don't think it is your fault," Quinn replied. "There was no guarantee they would have never found you on that mountain in the first place, you might have even survived longer moving to the planet and also if you do have the power, I don't see why it's wrong to try fight back?"

"And this is why I wish to tell you my story, so you don't end up making the same mistake I did," Leo replied. "You see now at my age I realised a few things I could have done differently. Why did I have to get the whole town involved in my mess, and my fellow brothers? If I wanted to fight, I could have done it on my own? But no, I was scared.

"Worse then that, they had things to lose, my Master's whole family was in that village, his wife, his kids and the same for the others. Where I had nothing, I had no family, no one to worry about and just had my power and skills. Or that's what I thought. When I lost everything, I realised I did have a family, but it was a little too late.

"From that event, my Master and I had gotten quite famous. For it was the first time a planet or group were able to fend off and kill all the invading Dalkis. I used this as an opportunity.

"With this huge burden and regret on my back, I decided to take vengeance against the Dalki. I showed the military my powers, something my Master told me to never do and went on the front lines. I fought well and was hailed a hero, I became one of the heroes I had heard about on TV, but when I reached that point, I didn't feel any better about myself, and the praise wasn't as great as I imagined. All I wanted to do was turn back time.

"I still don't understand everything there is to understand about Qi. When the other students died, it seemed like a part of them was transferred into the beast equipment they were using at the time or at least thier Qi. It's stronger than your standard equipment but will only work with the use of your own Qi. That is why I can not give you any of my own weapons yet.

"My Master is still out there somewhere. Although he might be dead, who knows.

"Still, If he is dead, then I will be the only one alive who knows how to use this power, and that's why I have decided to teach you."

Leo, stood up from his seat and walked over to Quinn's side. The pressure coming off his body could be felt all over and was causing Quinn to sweat, it also became difficult to breathe.

'Is this Qi?'

Even if he wanted to move, it felt like he couldn't as if an invisible force was surrounding him.

"Let me pass on my knowledge to you," Leo said as he placed his hand on top of Quinn's head.

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Chapter 346 A grave mistake

The second Leo placed his hand on top of Quinn's head, he started to try and transfer a part of his own Qi into his body, but unlike how he thought it would go, it proved to be a bit of struggle.

'It feels like something is trying to block the process; the strange purple energy is cutting off my own energy.' Leo thought.

Leo had never tried this before, so he was unsure if this was the standard procedure or was it because Quinn wasn't exactly human. He attempted again, only this time, being a bit more forceful. Even with humans, some bodies were more willing to accept outside forces of power than others.

At the same time, this was happening. A message had appeared in front of Quinn.

[An unknown energy is attempting to enter your body]

[Allowing this to enter your body could have unknown consequences]

[Allow the energy to enter your body?]

[Yes] [No]

"System, I need to ask you, do you think it will be a problem if I accept this Qi?" Quinn asked.

"I honestly don't know either." The system replied. "Just like you, I have never heard of this before. The things that he described humans being capable of doing, a strong vampire would have been able to do them anyway. Our bodies would naturally start to get stronger as we progressed our skills. So we mainly focused on those aspects.

"This doesn't mean we can't learn Qi, but I guess that there was never a need for it in the first place."

Quinn was struggling with what to do. If he could learn something that even the vampires didn't know, then wouldn't this allow him to gain a slight edge? At the same time, the system itself seemed always to want to help him, unlike the System AI who chose to keep secrets.

However, judging by the fact that the system had named "Qi" an unknown substance, would most likely also mean that whoever created the system didn't know of Qi either.

'So, is the system just trying to be extra safe?'

"If it were me, I would do it." The system said. "I don't see a huge downside, and I can't imagine this teacher of yours wanting to hurt you. Besides, it would be quite an interesting experiment to see, don't you think?

"Yeah with me as the lab rat who's the one going take the fall for it if anything went wrong," Quinn replied.

After thinking about it for a while, he eventually decided to take the plunge.

[Yes]

'If Leo can give this strange power to me, then if anything went wrong he should be able to take it back as well. If he wanted to hurt me, he would have done so many times already. And this is his leaving gift. Too many people have already left, and I have nothing to remember them by.' Quinn thought.

The energy that Leo was trying to share suddenly started to go through; there was nothing different on his end, apart from being more forceful. He didn't quite understand what was happening but went along with it anyway.

The only frame of reference he had, was what his master had done to him.

"As this energy passes through I want you to remember this feeling. In a moment my Qi will join with yours. I have put in a small amount that shouldn't be able to take or damage yours in any way. I have only done this to guide it around your body."

With his eyes closed, Quinn started to imagine it. He could feel a glowing feeling travelling from down his head into his body like a little ball of bright light. It carried on moving through his body until it eventually reached his belly. That's when the size of the energy started to grow.

"The two energies appear to have attached." Said Quinn.

"Good, good you're a fast learner like I was."

Still attached to Quinn's head, Leo started to move the energy around so Quinn could get the hang of the feeling. He moved it from his hand to the edge of his fingertips all the way to his toes and continued to move it around his body.

"When you learn to control this feeling yourself, you can start to implement it into things you touch, including weapons. Not only will you be able to activate beast gear as others do, but you will be able to do a second unlocking. Now, this doesn't work on all equipment and usually only high-level equipment. This second unlocking is basically what we currently call a weapon skill.

"Have you ever thought why when forgers create a weapon, even if they both use the same material, one weapon can have a skill attached to it and one can not? It's because without realising it, they have learnt how to harness Qi into their forging techniques to create this second unlocking."

It had been a long time since the two had been doing this and Quinn hadn't even realised. He had been so calm and focused on the feeling. It was as if he had entered a peaceful state. He couldn't tell what was going on outside and only focused on the energy.

"Okay the session is over, I will now move the energy out of your body. This can feel a little weird, so bear with me, and you may also feel a little weak after." Leo explained.

The force that was in his stomach suddenly split from the larger force. It felt as if someone had reached down into his throat and pulled something from Quinn's stomach. It surely was an uncomfortable feeling for him.

The energy travelled upward and eventually stopped at the top of his head, where Leo's hand was placed. Once again, Leo could feel his energy stuck there. The purple aura that surrounds Quinn's body started to gather around the top half of Quinn's upper body as if it didn't like what Leo was trying to do.

[The unknown energy is trying to leave your body]

[Do you want to allow the energy to leave your body?]

[Yes] [No]

The same type of message had appeared when Leo tried to take out the Qi, but before Quinn could reply and while he was reading the message. Leo continued to try to take the energy out from Quinn forcefully.

'Last time, I struggled a bit as well, maybe I just need to be a little more forceful? At worst, I will only take some of the boy's energy that he will reign over time.'

"Okay, I'm just going to pull a little harder, it shouldn't hurt but that strange feeling, you might feel it again," Leo explained.

"No, wait!" Quinn shouted, but it was too late.

The energy had been forcefully pulled from Quinn, and the message had disappeared. Quickly opening his eyes, he could see Leo standing back with his arm held out as if it was on fire, but Quinn was unable to see what he could see.

When forcefully pulling the energy out, he had not only pulled out his and Quinn's Qi into his body, but the strange purple aura surrounding it. He could see the force entering his body from his arm, and it was quickly taking over and spreading.

"Are you okay ?" Quinn asked worriedly.

"It's not your fault boy. I was too rash. I should have known you were different, so your body may have reacted differently. Just don't say another word while I concentrate." Leo said as he sat down on the floor and closed his eyes.

He tried his best to combat the strange purple energy that was now inside him with his own. Moving his Qi to combat it, but it was a force he was unfamiliar with.

'System, what's going on?'

As Quinn asked that question, his dull brown eyes started to light up red, and a connection was starting to be felt between his energy and the one flowing through Leo's body as well.

[Blood ritual Skill activated]

"No, what have I done. Cancel! Cancel!" Quinn shouted out loud, not caring if Leo heard or not. This was something he never expected; this wasn't what he wanted to happen. It wasn't his decision to turn someone like this.

No matter how much Leo tried to get rid of the strange purple energy, the only thing he could do was slow it down. Eventually, he realised that the purple energy would take over his entire body.

"I'm sorry," Quinn said as his knees hit the floor and he knelt down in front of Leo.

Leo opened his eyes, even if he couldn't see out of them, it was a natural reaction for him when talking to someone. His eyes looked, different to before, they too had started to glow red.

He could hear the sniffles and sobs coming from Quinn. It gave him an idea of what was happening to him. For the boy known as Peter once had regular human energy flowing through him. That one day changed to purple as well.

"This is not your fault boy. This is partially my fault as well. We, as humans all make mistakes, that's how we learn. Whatever is about to happen, I'm ready."

He no longer fought back the purple energy, and now it was able to spread across his whole body freely. But Leo didn't feel weak as such; he felt stronger and more alive than ever.

[Blood ritual was a success]

[The human has successfully been blooded 2/3]

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Chapter 347 An Error

'Even though I tried to stop it, I still couldn't. What have I done?' Quinn thought as he looked at the message that appeared in front of him.

[Blood ritual was a sucess]

[The human has successfully been blooded 2/3]

[A new member of the Cursed family has been created]

[Leo Suiyan is now a vampire]

[Additnal information available when using inspect!]

There was a tiny bit of relief when Quinn had seen that Leo had transformed into a vampire rather than one of the available subclasses. It was one less problem for him to deal with.

This was perhaps due to how much strength he already had, but then again, he could only make guesses because he didn't really know how the whole thing seemed to work.

But still, there was no way he could be happy about this, he had just turned someone who was unwilling, it wasn't like Peter where the only option was to save his life, and it wasn't like Layla who had requested him to.

[Inspect]

[Leo Suiyan]

[Ability: none]

[Class: Vampire (Unable to evolve)]

[A vampire's senses and overall stats are improved. The user will be stronger and faster. When in sunlight, thier strength will weaken. They will now be able to perform blood abilities. Blood abilities being used will cause the user's health to deteriorate quicker and thier hunger to grow faster. The user must consume blood when needed.]

[Further class evolutions available: Vampire Noble, Vampire knight (error!)]

[The Vampire is unable to evolve at this point and time, the Vampire can not surpass its leader in rank.]

"That's a little strange." The AI said reading the message along with Quinn. "Usuelly vampires are able to evolve as long as they are strong enough. Thier no such restrictions. Although I guess this really is a unique situation, as thier has never been a vampire leader before who is only at the evolution stage of a vampire. I guess that does complicate things a little."

However, Quinn didn't care about that for now. He was far too worried about how Leo would react, not only had he turned him into a vampire he had also made him lose his ability. Something Leo relied on for his eyesight.

"Leo, are you…how do you feel?" Quinn asked carefully ready for him to possible lash out in anger.

"I feel great!" Leo responded in a surprisingly upbeat tone. What he was saying was the truth, and it wasn't just to make Quinn feel better. He had felt like he had obtained a whole new body. His hearing was already sensitive before, but now it was even better, as, for his eyesight, there was no improvement in that department. He was still unable to see anything.

"And your ability?" Quinn asked.

Leo then closed his eyes and tried to activate his ability, but there was nothing. The aura he could see before and the wireframe everything he viewed objects, the walls, they could no longer be seen. Still, he did not panic, he took a deep breath and thought back to when he was at the temple.

He started to focus his Qi around his body. Eventually, He targeted the location of his eyes, the exact thing he did when he was a child and thier was a result…

"Looks like you do know whats happened to me then. My ability seems to have weekend greatly, its as if it returned to when I had first discovered it."

Shocked by, Leo answer, Quinn quickly used the inspect skill again and this time, he could see that the section by ability was no longer empty.

The ability was also compatible with vampires, the only downside was, his MC cells had been refreshed and had reverted back to when he had first discovered his ability. It would take some time until it went back to normal, but Leo wasn't worried about this.

As an original, there were no books he needed to learn from, he was the one who was able to grow his abilities power alone. He could silently practice whenever needed to.

Even though his ability had weakened, he did not feel more disadvantaged than before. He felt like with his other senses having improved, they had more then lacked up for his ability power decreasing.

"Well then, I never thought I would ask you this question as quite honestly, I didn't think I would get this deeply involved in your troubles, but it seems like I have done. So what am I, or maybe I should ask, what are we?" Leo asked.

This was something Quinn was never prepared for, he had envisioned telling people one day what he was but not right now. Revelling the truth to his friends compared to his teacher was a lot harder for some reason.

He wasn't ready, but he had to, he had to make sure Leo would be prepared for everything that would be coming towards him.

"It's a long one… and I'll explain as much as I can," Quinn said.

The two of them sat down once again opposite each other. When looking at Leo, a smile could still be seen on his face as he was happy with his newfound body. It made things a little easier for Quinn when speaking. Quinn started by explaining that he was a vampire, Leo didn't interrupt and allowed him to thoroughly explain everything.

Quinn started off with his own experience, stating how his body was stronger, faster and his sight was even better than before. All though they quickly went over the sight part since it had nothing to do with Leo. Then the hard parts had come, the downsides of being a vampire. Leo would now be affected by sunlight and suddenly feel weaker during the day, and he would have to consume blood to fill his hunger.

After finishing explaining everything about Vampires, Quinn then also went to explain about what had happened so far, and Leo was starting to paint a picture of why people kept turning up and also the relation of Fex.

He felt like this part also needed to be explained as there was a possibility just like how the others came after Peter, they could now come after Leo as well.

After everything was said and done, Quinn looked downward at the floor waiting for Leo's response. He couldn't even look at him right now.

Leo was busy thinking, the women he had met at the event who tried stopping him and the flask filled with blood. Everything was starting to make sense. And it seemed like even the vampires had thier own set of rules to follow.

"You kids have had a lot on your shoulders this whole time. No wonder you had so many mistakes and mishaps along the way. This is too much for anyone, never mind someone your age." Leo responded.

"Wait, you're not mad?" Quinn asked.

"What's the point of getting mad, what's done is done. Thier is nothing I can do to change it and if I was to get mad, would it fix anything?"

Leo then stood up from where he was standing, he wished to test out his new body and skills. Without saying anything, he walked to the centre of the martial arts hall, and Quinn watched carefully.

He swung his blade as fast as he could in all sorts of directions. The speed was amazing that even Quinn, who had better eyesight than most was struggling to keep up with it. Not just that, but the sound, he could tell from the sound alone those strikes would cause serious damage to anyone.

While continuously swinging the blade, Leo could feel something strange. A new energy, it wasn't like the Qi he typically used, but something was bubbling and boiling up inside of him. He continued to swing his blade until eventually, he released this energy out of his sword with a strike.

With the swing of the sword, shortly after a large line of red aura went out following it. The attack continued going forward until it had just disappeared before hitting the wall.

"Blood swipe!" Quinn said.

"Oh, so I guess this is a skill from the vampires then. It seems powerful." Leo replied.

But this wasn't just any blood swipe. From looks alone, Quinn could tell it was larger, faster and more powerful than any blood swipe he had ever produced. With Leo being plenty strong before and now with his vampire body and powers on top of it, he truly might have just created a monster.

"What are you going to do now, if you want I can help you. If you need blood, I have friends that can help and if you have any questions you want to ask I can help?" Quinn said, still feeling guilty about the whole thing.

"Quinn, I still haven't changed my decision to leave this place. I think now that this has happened; it's given me more reason to do so than ever before. I hope you understand." Said Leo.

"You know, if you wanted to, you could order him to stay." The system said. "He would have to comply since he is under you."

'I know, but it's his life.'

"Then before you go, please take this." Quinn removed the ring from his finger and threw it over to where Leo was. For a brief second Quinn forgot he was blind and was afraid the ring would just hit the floor.

But like a bat, based on the ting sound he was able to locate where roughly where it would be, then the short range of his ability would do the rest. He grabbed it and felt around before realising what it was.

"I'm guessing this isn't a normal ring?" Leo asked as he could see the red aura surrounding it.

"That ring will allow you to walk freely in the daylight. It will make you still feel human and don't worry, I can make another one. You gave me two gifts so at least let me give you this." Quinn said before he could refuse.

If Leo was to be travelling on his own, unlike Quinn, he didn't have the system to help him. Any questions he had about the changes that were happening in his body, he would have to learn how to deal with it on his own. The ring would help him greatly.

Quinn still had other ways to combat the sun, such as his shadow void and the suit. He also could always make another ring, but perhaps not one as good as the one he had obtained.

Leo started to walk back towards Quinn and stood in front of him. Remember what I taught you, that feeling you need to practise it every day if you can. It will take a year or so until you get the hang of it and when you do, come find me again. Then I will teach you the next step. And before I go…"

Leo then got down on one knee in front of Quinn.

"What are you doing?" Quinn said.

"You said I now belong to your family right, I don't know how this vampire stuff really works, but I don't want to make the same mistake I made with my last master. I can tell already the connection between us two is now strong. If you are ever in trouble and I feel you are in danger, I Leo Suiyan will come and protect you."

With that, Leo got up from the floor and walked away.

"I can tell you know." the system said. "He has the makings of a great vampire knight."

But Quinn didn't care about that for now, for there was only one thought on his mind.

"You were the best damn teacher I ever had," Quinn said. "I know we will meet again."

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Chapter 348 I promised a figh

[You are being affected by direct sunlight]

[All stats will be reduced by 70 percent]

It had been a while since Quinn had seen these messages and he didn't miss it one bit. As soon as he stepped out into the sun from the martial arts hall, his whole body began to feel weak, the energy felt as if it was being drained from him.

Although it wasn't as bad as he remembered. As he was still able to walk freely and didn't feel sick like before. This was due to him gaining a large amount of stats from since the last time. Right now, he could move about like an average human in the sun. However, it still seemed to give him a headache, is he stayed out after five minutes.

It was a shame that Leo had left, but Quinn had done his best to inform him of all the troubles he had gone through. Hoping that he might be able to deal with it better. He had more information when Quinn first turned and also had the ring to help him out. For some reason, he felt Leo would be okay. Even if he did come across another vampire, based on what he saw in the martial arts hall, he would be worrying about them rather then Leo.

In turn, Leo had also given Quinn a training routine to practise his Qi every day. For now, it would be pretty much useless in a fight, Leo explained, but at a certain point and time, everything would start to click.

The crystals that had been given to him were able to be stored in the system. When checking out the shop, Quinn was hoping it would unlock a type of weapon for him, but there was no success. If he wanted a new pair of gauntlets, he would have to find someone to make it for him.

Not just anyone, but a talented forger who would be able to also do a second unlocking. Otherwise, it would only be a waste.

With the sun starting to set, it meant the day was soon to end. With this, Quinn decided that he would head off to the VR room. It was his long awaited promise with Nate.

On the way there he started to notice something different walking through the halls. Casually, people would look at him, they were still many students surprised that Quinn was as strong as he was that day, but that wasn't what felt strange or different. Even as a level one, there would be those that stared at him, or would treat him as if he was invisible.

Looking down at his watch, he could see the number six on display. What felt different, was the fact that no students were calling him names, no one purposely barged into him and no one was trying to start a fight.

'So this is what it feels like huh?'

But then, as soon as Quinn turned around the corridor to enter the VR centre, he saw three boys pinning a student up against the wall. On his wristwatch, was a level 2 power level.

"Why didn't you do what we asked? We told you that we needed that project by tonight!" The student yelled as he slammed the level 2 student up against the wall again.

"Stop that!" A voice from behind was heard.

"What do you want?" The kid said as he turned around and immediately recognised who it was.

"Oh, you." The kid said nervously.

"Just let the guy go, you wouldn't be doing this if he was the same level as you, would you?" Said Quinn.

"Shut up, I bet you think you're hot crap now don't you Quinn!?" Another student said by his side. "But we ain't weak, and there's three of us. I bet we could still kick your arse."

'Three? Didn't these guys see me fight twelve with the Multiplier? I guess maths isn't their strong point.'

"Well, how about we make it a three on three." Another student said as they appeared from behind Quinn. As soon as they saw who this was, the students immediately stormed off without saying another word.

The student who was pinned up against the wall, thanked them both before running off as well, and when Quinn turned around, he could finally see who had come to his aide.

It was a student with bright red spikey hair, he had seen him once before in the interrogation room... Burg Sunshield. One of the students from the big four.

"You know, it won't change anything. They'll just start doing it in secret instead." Burg said.

"At least that will lessen the bullying somewhat," Quinn replied as he walked off into the room.

Quinn disliked the big four. Even though they wielded so much power, even as students, they did nothing to change the situation. It was as if they liked the way things were set up. So he decided to shrug Burg off, and continue with his business.

"Tch, aargh!" Burg said in frustration. "Why the hell did our leader tell us to look over that guy."

Inside the VR centre, Quinn paid for his booth and entered the game as usual.

[Welcome Blood evolver]

Checking his friends' list, he was surprised and at the same time not to see that both Nate and Sam were online. It had only been a few moments, but almost immediately, he had received an invite to a fight. Quinn had decided to decline the invite.

"What, so I can't find the Cursed Child and now the Blood Evolver won't even speak to me!" Nate said in anger. "What kind of day is this. That's it I give up, it's time to call it a day and log off."

But just as Nate was about to, he had received an invite from the Blood evolver to have a match.

"What is this crap, is he playing tricks with me?"

"What happened?" Sam asked after coming back from training inside the white gaming room.

"I invited the Blood Evolver to a game, he then declines and invites me back."

Sam suddenly realised that his guess was spot on, and started to laugh at the fact that Nate hadn't understood yet. He had decided to invite him, in a way to reveal who he was to Nate. During the tournament, he said he promised to fight with him. It was his way of telling him he was the blood Evolver.

"Just accept," Sam said.

The match was accepted, and as Sam was following Nate as a spectator, he too was transported to the same room as the two.

When Nate arrived, he was ready to give the blood evolver an earful, but Quinn was the first to speak out of the two.

"So like I promised, I will fight you if you wish," Quinn said.

For a second Nate paused, the cogwheels in his brain were starting to spin, the words spoken sounded familiar, but it was like he had no frame of reference. It was nearly there, as the pieces began to turn and then finally, it had clicked.

"Wait….wait…no..no." Nate said as he pointed his finger at the avatar in front of him, shaking."You're saying you're the Cursed Child!"

He quickly opened up his system to confirm that he was indeed in a match with the Blood evolver. Then his head started to hurt even more.

"But how? Your abilities. They're not the same."

"Nate, right?" Quinn said, which was the final nail in the coffin. Only Quinn, the Cursed Child knew his real name instead of his in-game name. "It's a little complicated, but as the shadow power isn't a publicly owned power, I can't use it in the system."

Nate stood there still for a while, as he started to process everything. His whole world had been turned upside down in an instant. Now thinking about it, the set of moves used in the event, the flash steps, the fancy kicks. It was something he should have figured out sooner. But the belief that a perosn could only have one ability was what was stopping him from believing that.

But, he didn't care about what secrets he had. If he was in the same position, he probably wouldn't tell anyone what was going on either. He only had one thing to ask. "Are you able to fight at full strength in the game?"

Quinn shook his head, "I can't." He replied.

"Then this is not our stage to fight. If you can't use your shadow powers here, then even if I defeat you, it won't feel like a victory. I already beat you before, but I want to fight the real you."

Quinn smiled, as he expected this, although he was looking forward to a fight, he too wanted to fight Nate at full strength and while in the game. Even Nate would be disadvantaged in the game as it wasn't able to emulate a soul weapon. As well as the fact that Quinn was able to use his blood attacks freely with no consequences.

"I wish to fight you at full strength as well one day," Quinn replied. The two had a strange relationship. Even though they wished to fight each other, it wasn't as enemies, but it was just out of display for pure skill.

"I'm in my second year now, which means I won't be in the military next year. But if you wish to find me, we will always be able to connect and contact each other through this game. Keep in touch." Nate said as he logged off the game in a hurry.

"Wait, what! what the hell is happening, tell me!" Sam cried form the arena seats as he too quickly logged off after Nate.

Once Nate had exited from the pod, his knees were shaking so much he nearly fell to the floor. He tried his best to walk forward then soon realised his whole body was shaking.

'The cursed child, the Blood evolver! They're both the same person. Who the hell are you Quinn Talen!" Nate thought.

Once Quinn had exited out of the pod, it was time to call it a day. Even though tomorrow was still the weekend, he still had a tough day ahead of him. Not only did he need to explain to the others what had happened to Leo, but there was still one more promise he needed to keep, and he wanted to deal with it sooner than later.

"A ghoul to a Wite, and Leo, a Vampire. I wonder what Layla will turn into?"

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Chapter 349 Cruel Fate

After finishing searching the whole room and hiding the black ball, Layla had finished getting rid of every trace of Pure there was in her room. That included her own things as well. Pure didn't have many agents or students who could infiltrate the base while it was still the school term, so she was safe for now, but it still made her worry.

Although she was safe now, what would she do once the summer holidays arrived? The original plan was to head back to the Pure base, but that was no longer an option. Pure didn't know what happened to her, and if she didn't have a good excuse for not responding, perhaps she would have been thrown out of the Hundred Ranks and banned from coming back to the school.

'I wonder if Mum is even worried?' She started to think as she laid in her bed, completely worn out from the search.

Just then, a knock was heard at the door. "Layla, is it okay if we come in? it's the doctor and Cia is with me as well." Hayley said.

"Yeah, sure," Layla shouted.

As the door slid open, Cia came in with the doctor behind her, but Layla was amazed when she saw Cia. She looked like an almost entirely utterly different person. One of her hands was rubbing the other up and down, and she was nervously looking around the room. She looked like a piece of glass that was on the verge of shattering any second.

"Now you take your time in here, okay, while I go talk to your roommate. Don't worry, Layla is one of the kindest girls I know, and you two used to get along." Hayley said, unsure if that was true or not but just wanted to do everything she could to comfort her.

Hayley, the school doctor, and Layla had left the room to have a small talk with each other.

"I don't know if you already know this, but Cia seems to have forgotten everything that happened. We don't really know why, and since she was found in the hotel lobby, we can't link it to anything either. It's been a few days since this has happened, and there have been no signs of recovery. What we want to do is slowly adjust her back to her old routine. Hopefully, it might spark something back in her.

"You know the doctor's office is always busy, and she can't stay there forever. I would have liked her to stay for a bit longer but I can't, which is why I'm asking if you can look after her. If you notice anything strange or out of the blue, please come to me straight away. Is that okay?"

Hearing all this, Layla felt obliged to say yes; after all, it was partly her fault that all her memories had been removed in the first place.

"Yeah, that's fine. I will look after Cia. Can I just ask, have the school tried contacting her parents about this at all?" Layla asked.

"Yes, we wanted to inform them immediately, but with the details that are registered, we aren't able to get in touch. If we do, I'll let you know straight away." Hayley replied and left as soon as she finished since she had a hectic schedule ahead of her.

Entering back in the room, she could see Cia had opened her wardrobe and was looking at her clothes and items as if they were all foreign to her. After that, she pulled out her bag from underneath the bed, and with the things inside, she picked them up one by one, but still, she could not remember anything.

"Did you know me well?" Cia asked with her voice shaky as if it was about to crack.

Layla came over and sat on her own bed, which was not too far from Cia's, while looking at her.

"No one at the school knows each other that well since we all came from different schools before, but we were roommates since day one, and you and I used to be on the same team."

Through her words, she could see that Cia was trying to remember, trying to think back if there was anything, but there was nothing. After realizing this, Cia started to break down in tears again. She was crying with her hands covering her face and sobbing away.

Layla quickly came over, and out of instinct gave her a big hug to her side.

"It's okay, Cia, even if you don't remember everything, it doesn't matter. You can make new memories, right? Who knows, maybe your life before was a bad one."

But Cia continued to cry; it didn't matter if it was a bad one to her, she just wanted to remember who her parents were, how she grew up as a kid. She couldn't even remember the person who was comforting her right now, and it all was a terrifying thought.

'Will she be like this forever?' Layla started to think. 'Perhaps removing all her memories was too cruel in the end; I should ask Quinn tomorrow if there's anything we can do.'

That night, the two girls decided to sleep in the same bed together. It was the only thing that made Cia feel safe now, having someone who knew her next to her.

The next day, when Layla had woken up, she looked at her wristwatch to notice it blinking away. Cia's face by her side was a little puffy from all the crying.

She quickly got out of bed and listened to the message quietly.

'Layla, if you still want to do this, let's all meet in the park forest where we trained with Peter at ten AM; everyone in the group will be there.' The message had been sent by Quinn.

Looking at the watch, she realized it was nine AM now, so she quickly got dressed and did her best to get ready as soon as possible. The sound of opening and closing of wardrobes had eventually woken Cia up, as she rubbed her swollen red eyes to see Layla in a rush to go somewhere.

"Why are you up so early?" Cia asked.

"I have to go for my usual morning... er run," Layla replied.

"Can I… Can I come with you?" Cia asked.

Hearing these words caused pain in Layla's heart. She could tell she was afraid to be left alone still. But she had no choice.

"You get some rest, I really need to leave now, but I promise when I'm done and come back, we can spend all the time you want together." She replied as she rushed off and left the room.

Yesterday. When returning to his room, Quinn opted to act normal about everything that had happened so far. He planned to meet everyone the next day anyway, so it would have been best to explain everything in one go. So he had yet to tell Vorden about what happened to Leo.

All the boys were in the park woods. They were quite deep in away from the actual park, and no one would travel in here unless they were up to no good or just wanted to go for a walk through the woods. Logan had spread out his little spiders in all directions in a large circular manner; that way, if someone had decided to come into the woods, they would know.

"So, anything interesting happened to you guys yesterday?" Vorden asked, trying to break the boredom while waiting.

He hated to admit it, but everything had been kind of normal so far, and due to all the excitement that had happened, things felt boring.

"The usual. Just worked on tinkering with my gadgets; I could go into detail of what I managed to accomplish yesterday if you are really bored." Logan replied.

"No thanks," Vorden said, knowing he would be bored out of his mind listening to Logan.

"Well, I certainly have some interesting news for you all, but we will wait until Layla gets here."

The sound of footsteps and rustling leaves could be heard stomping on the ground. No one was worried as Logan didn't cause any alarm, and shortly after, they could see Layla arriving all huffing and panting.

"I'm sorry I woke up a little late," Layla said.

"Oof, and on your big day as well, huh." Said Vorden.

The groups were standing in a circle in the forest, and Quinn walked into the center to speak to them all. "First, before we do this, I have something important to tell you all, it is about Leo…"

Quinn proceeded to tell the others what had happened yesterday. He didn't go into details about Qi, as it seemed to be something that was meant to be kept secret and passed down to those they chose. Still, he explained how Leo had been accidentally turned while trying to help Quin get stronger, also informing them how he had chosen to leave the school.

Everyone was shocked by this; they couldn't even believe what they had just heard. It was as if one surprise had come after another as Quinn explained the details.

"Wait, so you're saying Leo's a vampire now just like you. Then is he okay for blood? Is everything going to be okay?" Vorden said in a panic; he clearly seemed to think this was a huge problem, while Quinn remained calm.

"I think he will be okay. It seems like he already left yesterday night," Quinn said, placing his fist on his chest. The connection between the two was now gone, meaning he was no longer close by. "I explained everything to him, and you, Vorden, should know the most how powerful he is."

Vorden started to think back about when he had copied Leo's power. Even for him and the multiple different powers he had wielded before, Leo's was surely special and different.

"Since we're all involved in this, I thought you guys should know. Especially since right now, we're about to dive in even deeper."

"It seems like being a human is quickly going out of fashion," Logan commented; now, everyone was looking at Logan strangely.

'Was that supposed to be a joke?' Layla thought. Right now, they didn't know what was more shocking, the fact that Leo, their teacher, had turned into a vampire or that Logan had tried to make a joke.

Ignoring the small comments, Quinn wanted to get down to business and turned to look at Layla.

"Now, we don't know what's going to happen to you; you could turn into a ghoul, like Peter, but this time we have Logan helping us so we shouldn't have the same complications as before, or you could turn into a vampire, like Leo. We have Vorden's blood for that."

"Ah, jeez, now I'm going to be your little snack bar for you two," Vorden commented.

"Or, you could become something that we haven't seen before. Are you sure you want to go through with this because there's no turning back?" Quinn asked.

"As long as it will make me stronger, then yes. I'm sick and tired of being useless to you guys, and before you say I'm not. You need to start to look at the people who are coming after us. As we make more enemies and go higher up, they keep getting stronger and stronger, and I want to rescue Erin from Pure. At the time, I did what I thought was right to save her, and I know she will be safe, but the longer she stays there…" Layla didn't finish her last sentence. But after learning of their strange tactics, and the death pill that Cia had, Quinn knew the place wasn't the best.

"I understand."

[Blood Ritual Activated]

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Chapter 350 The third blooded

Just like before, when performing the Blood Ritual on Peter, they decided to lay Layla down on a pile of leaves.

''This should make it feel a little better," Quinn said proudly of himself as he had spent quite a bit of time sorting out the leaves to form a bed shape.

Logan stood on one side while Vorden stood on the other. After helping Quinn prepare everything, both of them took a step back away.

"Hey, you don't have to be scared of me," Layla said. "Come on; it's me."

"You know… it's just to be safe. We don't want a chunk of our arms or legs to go missing," Vorden said jokingly, remembering what they had to go through last time.

Logan nodded while taking another step even further back. "It's always best to be careful. Especially when we don't know the probabilities, I'm sure you understand."

The boys were just making Layla feel even worse. It seemed unlikely that she would be turned into something that the others should be truly scared of, but the words of the others had gotten to her. When Quinn was about to begin the next steps, she grabbed him by the wrist.

"Not that I'm having second thoughts or anything, but do you know what I could possibly turn into?" She asked.

Quinn himself didn't really know the answer to this, so instead, he reverted the question to his system.

"Hmm, that is quite a hard question to answer." The system said. "You see, I'm not sure even now, as back then, you must have heard many tales about creatures or demons. They were around during my time, so I would assume they are still spread today as folklore.

"The truth is all those tales had definitely originated from somewhere and had some type of truth to them. Most of them being subclasses of vampires.

"You have the classes that are closely related to the vampires, with these types, I would place them in something called category A. They are similar to your standard vampire but perhaps a little unique when comparing them with slight differences. Some of these can evolve into vampires, later on, some branch of slightly.

"A few examples include a halfling, you should know this one quite well, a fledgeling, thrall, and dhampir. These classes tend to be well balanced in terms of skill; they have good magic and melee abilities. With each one having thier own specialities when they later evolve."

"The next category is category B; I call this one the Undead category. This is where Peter (the ghoul), Wight, Wendigo, and a few others fit into. These have next to no magical power. But most of them make up for it with their Melee attack strength."

"And finally you have Category C, I call these the others. I know it's lame, but truthfully it's because they don't really have much in common with each other, or at least, not as much as the others. They usually tend to be strong in magical power while weak in the speed and strength department many vampires are known for. Examples are Succubus, Blood fairy, and the Banshee. The upside about this category is they usually don't have a huge negative to them like the others.

"Category A, all need some form of blood, Category B need flesh, whereas C, although different, depending on what they turn into, don't need something as difficult as the first two. Of course, there are more than the examples I have given you, but if you wanted me to list them all, we would be here all day.

"Back in the day, I did quite a bit of research on this, so you have come to ask the right person. But even as great as I am with my vast amount of knowledge can not pinpoint the exact reason or thing that will determine what one will change into.

"Besides, just because you know what she can turn into won't influence what she will turn into at the end of the day."

After hearing those answers, Quinn started to have second thoughts, but a promise was a promise.

"Whatever you turn into, I promise we will deal with it."

With that said, Quin continued the ritual as Layla closed her eyes. Using the tip of his fingernail, he caused a small cut in the palm of his hand. He then placed it above Layla's mouth and, as with it wide open, allowed it the blood to drip inside slowly.

A vampire's blood alone wouldn't be enough to turn someones; one would have to activate the blood ritual skill first, which he had already done. The blood continued to drip and go down her throat and then when it reached her stomach. The process had begun.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide and were glowing red, and Quinn's were beginning to glow red as well. Just like with Peter, as the energy went through her body, it started to shake violently.

There was no pain, though, and eventually, as the blood quickly took over her body and radically transformed it, the connection had stopped, and her body had stopped shaking.

"Is it done?" Vorden asked. "So, what is she?"

Layla's eyes had started to open slowly. Her vision was a little blurry as she seemed to be adjusting to things and eventually lifted herself off from the ground. A few leaves stuck to her, and she quickly brushed them off her clothes before looking up at the boys. Who seemed to be now all staring at her.

"What, what's wrong, oh no is it my face?" She said, worried about what she might have turned into. "My teeth. My feet!" She looked down at her body and felt her teeth but could feel or see nothing but the boys continued to stare at her until Vorden eventually pointed to the top of her head.

"No, it's…you have… little.." Vorden was speaking so slowly; it was beginning to annoy her.

As she felt the top of her head, she felt two little bumps just between where her hair was...

"No!…They're Horns!!!" She shouted. "Quinn, what the hell is this? What type of vampire has horns?"

"Wait, calm down, just give me a second."

Layla was quite knowledgeable when it came to Vampire type creatures. She had heard of many of them and even heard of what Peter had become, but she couldn't think of a single creature with horns on top of her head. While she was waiting for Quinn's reply, she continually tried feeling them.

It seemed like nothing else about her had changed; still, she was continually playing with the small bumps on top of her head. Thankfully they didn't stick out too much and really did just look like two little lumps.

[The blood ritual was a success]

[3/3 Family members successfully blooded]

[A new member has been added to the Cursed Family]

[You have successfully created a Namanari Hannya]

[Namanari Hannya: Hannya are emotional beings. Their powers and strength fluctuate based on their emotions, and they are more sensitive than regular beings. They are typically prone to jealousy and negativity. They often feed off the negativity of those around them as well to power up their own powers. Their powers specialize in dark and spiritual magic. This magic can also be used to influence weak-minded women to do their bidding.]

[Current skills]

[Spiritual partner: A link is formed between two people, any attack that would hurt one or the other can be passed on to the other person. A spiritual partner can be changed at any point and time but must be in the same zone as the user when being used.]

[Spiritual chains: A ranged attack. A dark black energy ball of negativity is hurled at the target if successfully hit, it will root the enemy for a certain amount of time. The chains' time and strength depend on what mental state of both the user and opponent are at the time.]

[Evolutions available: Chunari Hannya, Honnari Hannya]

Based on what the system had explained before, it looked as if Layla had turned into the type C category. A user strong in magic but didn't get a regular vampire's normal buffs, such as strength, speed, and agility.

Most of what Quinn read didn't seem to be too bad, and the magic skills would come in handy. Just like with Peter and the others before. The MC cells would have been reset, meaning Layla no longer had her telekinesis ability. If she wanted to, this was a chance to change her ability if she felt the need to.

The only thing that did worry him was the first few lines.

Suddenly, he could hear the sound of crying coming from Layla's direction.

"I'm so ugly, aren't I? These horns.. who's going to date me now?" She said as she continued to sob.

"Layla, you're not ugly," Vorden said, trying to calm her down.

"Shut up!" She shouted back.

"I think they're...you know.. kind of cute," Vorden said with a blush on his face.

At that point, both Logan and Quinn turned to look at Vorden. They didn't know if he was just trying to cheer her up, or if he really did have strange taste.

"Come on," Quinn said. "Let's go for a walk." He said, shaking his head, realizing this would be a different kind of trouble that they weren't used to.

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Chapter 351 Testing and chosing an ability

With a single click, from the computer, a hologram displayed all the information about the sub class known as "Hannya" to the group. They were all currently inside Logan's room.

When asked what Layla was, Quinn found it hard to answer without making himself seem suspicious. He didn't know a lot about vampires in the first place, and all his knowledge before could be said that it came from Fex.

The only person that knew about the System and some of the system skills was Logan. The suggestion had been made that perhaps they could find something online. So as they planned to head to Logan's room to do some research, Quinn told him beforehand what Layla really was.

"Based on the algorithm taken from the photos of Layla's face, it seems like my genius AI system was able to come up with something. The AI cross references and matches the details with folklore tales related to vampires in one way or another," Logan said as he gave a quick wink to Quinn while nobody was paying attention to him.

Layla and the others begin to read the information shown. What was written out was precisely the same as what had been displayed from Quinn's System.

"Emotional? Me?" Layla said suddenly, but she realized that she was just letting what the screen said now prove her wrong. So correcting herself, she tried her best to hold everything in. She cleared her throat and started again. "Okay, say I am this Hannya demon thing; the only thing I don't really understand is the feeding off negative emotions part."

"If I was to take a guess," Vorden said. "I would say it's one of two things. Just as Quinn gets pleasure from blood, you might be able to feed off the aura of negative or sad people. Or there is the second option, you feed by making people negative."

The others didn't say anything, but they felt like Vorden was spot on with his deduction. That line could only be interpreted like that, and they just hoped it wasn't the second one. However, the first part might prove difficult as well. Where were they meant to find negative people? Would they have to go around the school looking for someone who had just broken up? Or perhaps start calling people names.

"Don't worry too much about this." The System said to Quinn, seeing his concern. "Remember what I said about category C? Unlike ghouls or vampires who need blood or flesh to survive, the Hannya don't need negative emotions to live; this is just what powers them and allows them to evolve eventually."

That was another thing that Quinn worried about, evolving. He remembered that there was also a chance that Peter could have evolved into the Wendigo. Perhaps what Layla would evolve into wasn't exactly a good thing.

"So do you know if they feed on negative emotions or feed by creating negative emotions?" Quinn asked.

"Ha, ha, this was why I didn't want to butt in, but I felt the need to. I don't remember." The System replied.

'Useless as always.' Quinn thought.

"So based on the information, unlike Quinn and Peter, you won't have abnormal strength or speed," Logan explained. "But instead magical abilities, perhaps in a way similar to Quinn's blood abilities. What about your ability from before? Can you still use that?" Logan asked.

She shook her head in response.

"No, I already tried on the way over here, it's completely gone, but it was expected." She replied.

"Well, have you thought about what ability you do want?" Vorden asked. "Now's the time for a fresh new leaf; we don't know if telekinesis is compatible with vampires or not, but even so, if you really want to, you could choose a completely new ability."

Layla continued to fidget and play with the small bumps on top of her head as she thought about it. If she moved her hair to the side of her face, it would slightly cover them up, but a hairband or bandanna would be best as well.

'What would mom's reaction be if she saw this?'

Then she started to think about her bow; it was an item gifted and given to her by her mother before she came to the academy.

"I think it would be best to still have an ability that compliments my bow." Said Layla. "We don't really know how this magic works, but if it's like Quinn's blood abilities, it will have a limit before they can be used again. So it's best to have a backup to use in any case scenario. And a melee weapon doesn't really suit me since I didn't get any stronger in the other departments. But I'm not sure if I want to stick to telekinesis or not.

"Maybe after using my vampire abilities, there might be something more suited for the bow and them together. I'll have to think about it for now."

"I think that's the right choice." Said Vorden. "Well, what are we waiting for? We need to test your powers, right? Let's see what you can do."

"What, here now, but I don't even know how or what to do?" Layla responded.

Logan's room was pretty big due to it being one of the VIP rooms. It was even bigger than Vorden and Quinn's room that was meant to house three people inside. So there was plenty of floor space. Still, things were lying all over the floor, and Logan quickly allowed his spiders to get to work clearing everything and putting it to the side.

After a few moments, the floor looked almost brand new.

'Is there anything those spiders can't do?' Vorden thought.

They weren't going to fight so the space was enough. They just needed her to use her skills.

Layla stood in the middle of the room, and the target of choice for her abilities would be Quinn. This was because he had a healing factor that they could rely on, and technically had the strongest body there. He also felt like it was only right to volunteer himself for something like this. Being the person who changed her.

"So, what do I do?" Layla asked.

"I guess I can explain what I do when I use my blood abilities," Quinn suggested. "You should feel this strange energy in your body swirling around. Try grabbing onto it, then when you release that energy, you have a clear image inside your head of what you think the skill will look like. It's quite similar to how we learn our usual skills from skill books, only you don't have any reference to go on. This kind of just works for me." Quinn said.

Logan, back on his computer, pretended to have taken and found more information about Hannya, when in reality, it was just what Quinn had already told him. He described the characteristics of the power they used and what the two skills might look like. Giving out every bit of detail apart from what the ability did.

"That thing is extremely detailed to be up online," Vorden commented. "Are you sure that vampires didn't write that article?"

"Well, we won't know till we try, will we? I don't think it's accurate, but it allows us to start somewhere." Logan replied. "Unless you have any better ideas?"

Layla closed her eyes, and nearly instantly, she could feel the strange energy that Quinn was talking about. Maybe it was because she no longer had her ability, and there weren't many other changes to her body apart from this one, but she was able to pick it out straight away.

However, as she thought and grabbed on to this energy more, memories started to appear in her head, memories of her mother. Memories of her time at Pure, and memories of her dear friend Erin. Without realizing it, her face looked sad on the outside, and tears were flowing down them dropping onto the floor. She tried her best to ignore them and started to picture one of the skills—spiritual chain.

The others could see Layla's face full of tears and wondered what was happening, but because her eyes were still closed, they didn't want to bother her, then suddenly.

"Spiritual chain." She said as she opened up her eyes. A thick black ball the size of a basketball came shooting out of her hands. It almost looked like a fireball, only black in colour.

On her very first try the attack was a success.

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Chapter 352 Feeding on Negtive energy

The spiritual chain had been cast and the balck fireball came hurling towards Quinn.

The speed was fast as well like a cannonball.

Quinn braced himself, but he didn't move and allowed it to hit his body. As soon as it made an impact across his stomach, the ball split up, and chains made of fire started to wrap around him. Not just one but several, around his body, around his arms and they all then attached themselves to the floor. Everything happened in almost an instant as soon as the ball hit.

While a part of the chains were wrapped around Quinn, the other ends wherein a circle shape attached to the floor.

Quinn tried to use half of his strength at first to move, he thought it would be enough and didn't want to upset Layla if it was weak. But it seemed impossible for him to move, he then tried using his full strength, and this time he could move slightly, but the chains still seemed to hold. A few seconds later, and they had disappeared entirely, and he could now move again.

"Well!" Layla said with an excited look on her face. She was happy with her success and how with relative ease, she was able to perform the skill on her first try.

"It's strong," Quinn replied. "Really strong. I used my full strength, and I still couldn't break free."

The boys were surprised as well at what Quinn had said, he didn't have his gauntlets on, but his regular strength was still plenty strong.

"It's a shame about the duration. It seemed to only last a second and a half." Vorden said. "But still, in a fight between life and death, that's all it can take sometimes."

"Yes," Logan replied. "But remember the text also said that it would depend on one's mental state at the time as well as the user's mental state."

Logan started to think about the tears he had seen before she had performed the skill. Perhaps this had something to do with its power but decide to remain silent for now.

Layla had a huge grin on her face, and suddenly she was pleased, her first skill was this powerful, and she didn't even have an ability yet. She could definitely be helpful to the others now, and there was room to grow even stronger.

"Come on." She said in a cheery voice. "Let's try the next one."

She quickly wiped away the tears from her face and tried to visualize the same thing again. She closed her eyes but oddly enough, something was wrong. The energy from before that she could feel was no longer there.

'is that all the magical ability I have, only enough for one skill?'

After standing around for a while, the others realized something must have been up as well.

"I don't understand." She said. "I did the same thing as last time."

Looking at Layla, Vorden seemed to have figured out the one difference compared to before to know.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but Layla, are you happy right now?" Vorden asked.

At first, Layla didn't understand, so what if she was happy, shouldn't she be, but then she soon released from reading the text. Her powers were affected by how she was feeling at the time, and positive emotions weren't a part of the description.

"What is this crap, so are they saying I can only use my powers if I'm upset!" She shouted.

"That's it, Layla." Vorden cheered. "Come on, keep getting angry, Quinn say something to her."

"I don't think this is a good idea," Quinn replied, stepping back. "Maybe her horns will start to grow bigger or something."

"Quinn..." She mumbled with both her hands in fists by her side, and her head down. "...that really hurt." She whispered, and instead of trying to use her ability again, she quickly stormed out of the room.

The three boys just continued to look at each other stunned. Until Logan finally broke the silence. "Well, I thought what Quinn said was a good one if I do say so myself. Nothing we can do now; we will just have to let her calm down. It's not like she's going to eat someone or suck their blood." Logan said as he pulled the drawer open and grabbed a few things from it. "Sandwich, anyone?"

In anger and sadness, and a mind filled with emotions, Layla continued to walk down the stairs and headed straight back for her room. She knew what the others were trying to do, but it hurt her a little bit too much.

'Why am I getting so upset, I know they were just trying to help. They didn't mean all that stuff, right?

It seemed like what the text about Hannya said was right. She would be more emotional than before. Sensitive.

If she wanted to learn how to use her powers properly, she would have to learn how to harness and control these emotions, but she couldn't do it instantly.

She quickly adjusted her hair to make sure it covered up her small little bumps and continued on.

As she stood outside the door, a sweet smell seemed to be coming from inside.

Is Cia cooking something?' Layla thought.

She opened the door, and it looked like her guess was completely wrong. Cia wasn't cooking anything and instead was still wrapped in her quilt sulking.

'Has she been crying for the whole day?'

However, Layla soon realized what the sweet smell was, for in her vision around the room, she could see it.

A heavy black mist seemed to be covering the room, and it was the same type of energy that she felt inside her. She tried reaching for it, grabbing it, and it looked as if the mist moved and went inside of her own body. Suddenly, she felt a surge in power inside her cells. She could feel something overcome her.

Although it felt powerful, at the same time, she felt sad, as if these negative feelings from the room where now inside of her.

"Layla, you're finally back."

"Yes," Layla replied as she couldn't hide her smile. "I'm back, but I'm a bit hungry."

In an unknown place, underground, where it was pitch black and not a single speck of light could be seen, the sounds of growls could be heard, monstrous roars and clashing, banging of all sorts as they rattled their cells. Thankfully, these creatures had been locked away, pinned behind special black bars, trapped with no way out.

To get to such a dark place, one would have to walk hundreds of meters down a spiral staircase and then finally down the many hallways.

Walking down one hallway, Silver could hear it all. It was a place she hated to visit, and she never wanted to come back here again, but she needed to.

She continued to walk until eventually, she stopped just outside one of the rooms. Behind bars, a dark figure could be seen.

"Tell me, why did you do it...why did you do it….brother."

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