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Jacin's POV:

The Other Princess

So this is an Earthen school, huh?

It sucks.

These people never shut up for one thing. Everywhere I go it's nonstop chatter. Do all Earthens love the sounds of their own voices this much? Stars, how are they not deaf? It's ridiculous! And they also have this weird habit of congregating in large groups that block off the hallways so you have to awkwardly manoeuvre around them to get where you need to go. And if you bump into them, you're the one who gets dirty looks! It's not my fault they have no perception of space! Also, this is apparently a "free dress school" so we can wear our own clothes. And some of the stuff these people wear are downright weird. I've been supplied with some simple Earth clothes for the purpose of my mission, but none of them look like this! Painfully bright pink shirts that show your stomach, shoes with lights inside of the soles, watches with screens for doing who knows what, and that's not even the weirdest stuff! The clothing on Luna can be extravagant and freakish, but this is a whole other kind of weird.

I got enrolled into this school just yesterday, as a way of locating the werewolf who took down Jerrico, due to his guess that the werewolf was still young. Of course, I've already found the werewolf. On my very first night on the job no less. And sure, he looks strong, but he doesn't seem all too aggressive. I know I should work on "recruiting" him for the Queen's guard, but I just can't shake the feeling that I know him. I'm not sure from where or when, but I'm positive that I do. And I just want to find out who he is before I ruin his life forever-ahem, sorry-present him with the honour of joining the Queen's guard.

Ugh, gag me.

I reach my new locker and swing open the metal door. I then start tossing inside my new schoolbooks, not waiting for the clang of them hitting the metal back of the metal cupboard before grabbing another one.

"Hey!"

I immediately whirl around, settling into a fighting stance to deal with this new threat. A teenage guy a bit younger than me stumbles back in shock at my show of hostility.

"Woah, easy there! Just saying hello!"

I grunt but relax my stance and go back to throwing books into my locker. I'm not in Luna anymore. I don't have to be ready for a fight at all times.

The guy sticks out a hand. "I'm Kai. You're new here right? Welcome to my school!"

I stare at his outstretched had coolly but don't shake it. I'm not here to make friends, and I'm not feeling altogether friendly anyway. I pull out another book from my bag and toss it into my locker.

"What did that locker ever do to you?"
"Look, I'm not sure if you've noticed but I'm ignoring you right now. So feel free to go away."

There's a pause. When Kai speaks again, his voice is dripping with sarcasm. "Well I'm sure you're going to make so many friends here."

"I look forward to it."

Kai huffs and mutters to himself. "And I thought Wolf was hard to talk to."

I look up from my task of throwing stuff into my locker (I've finished anyway so there's not that much point). "There's a kid in this school named Wolf?"

Kai waves a hand nonchalantly. "No, Wolf's just his nickname."

"Well what is his real name?"

Kai opens his mouth to reply. Closes it. Opens it again.

"Tell me when you've finished with your goldfish impression." I say dryly.

He glares at me. "Do you know any other language except rude?"

"Yeah, but I can't be bothered speaking "polite"."

Kai rolls his eyes and I fight the urge to smirk. Despite myself, I'm starting to like this guy, if only because he's just as sarcastic as I am.

"I don't know Wolf's real name, okay? You're going to have to ask him."

"Right, find a guy I've never seen before and ask him his name. Gotcha!"

"You could've just asked what he looks like!" Kai cries in exasperation.
I roll my eyes. "Fine, what does he look like?"

"Tall, with brown hair and lots of scars. If he's wearing short-sleeves you should be able to see the wolf-tattoo on his arm. Also, he has these really bright green eyes."

I raise my eyebrows and my mouth twitches with the urge to laugh. Wolf. It's a little on the nose, but hey! What keeps your identity hidden…

As the day progresses, I find out that there is one thing about Earthen schools I like: the lessons. Back on Luna, all they teach werewolves are basic literature and maths. If we want to learn anything else, we have to take the initiative and steal some elf textbooks and read those like our lives depend on it. That's what I did at least. Other werewolves just settle for the meagre education the vampires give them and become miners and construction workers, and occasionally guards. My father was a guard, just like me. I didn't want to be a guard though. Heck, I only became one for Winter's sake (and she was not happy about it. She still goes on about how I should have followed my dream and all that other sentimental stuff). Really, what I wanted to do was become a doctor. I read all I could on medicine and biology, in an effort to obtain a position that wasn't even open to my species. Stupid? Maybe. But you can't blame me for trying! So when I found out that this school teaches biology? I actually smiled!

Werewolves are pretty much the lowest of the low on Luna. We get all the jobs that require hard labour, and live in the absolute worst conditions on the outer reaches of Luna. Slightly above us are fairies, who do all the menial jobs like making clothes and working as servants in the big households. Elves are the next level up and, because they are typically geniuses, get all the intellectual jobs like scientists and doctors, hence why I used to wish I was an elf when I was a kid. And, finally, at the very top of the social pyramid, are the vampires, the self-appointed rulers of Luna. And probably the most hated species there.

When my biology class finally rolls around, I actually try hard in it. We're studying ecosystems. True, not exactly helpful in gaining a medical degree, but changes in location can be pretty helpful in the case of certain ailments. I mean, you wouldn't leave someone with frostbite in an arctic wasteland, would you? Or maybe you would. The stars know I've met a couple kids in this dump who are stupid enough to do that.

The only thing keeping me from pretty much drowning the teacher in questions are the other students in the class. Sure, there are the normal teenage morons that are in all my other lessons, but there are also some less… human members.

One is a girl who showed up to the lesson even earlier than I did, with stupidly long hair. Stars, I can only imagine how many times she's gotten tangled up in it during the night. Her scent is weird though, a pretty strong note of elf which explains her height and the blue eyes, but also a substantial amount of human. A hybrid perhaps?

Another is a girl with blue hair who falls asleep while the teacher is talking about the taxonomy order. She's definitely a fairy. Heck, that hair of hers is probably naturally blue!

But the most surprising discovery is the vampire.

She seems dutiful enough, taking notes and drawing diagrams and all that other stuff. She's filthy too, not something you see often with vampires, and I could swear those are work gloves sticking out of her pocket (assuming my eyes are telling me the truth that is). But that doesn't matter. What matters is that a vampire, the most privileged species on Luna, is on Earth, almost certainly without permission. The question is, why?

The bell rings and I breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, I can leave this excuse of a school!

I've been given a bunch of homework assignments, most of which will serve absolutely no purpose in bettering my future, but I have something more important to take care of.

I wait outside the school, pretending to read a book I checked out from the library for this purpose. I force myself not to look up when the door swings open and the vampire's scent invades my nostrils, accompanied by the fairy. I stay still until their scents have all but disappeared before tossing my book back into my bag and setting off after them.

I'm careful, never allowing their smell to get stronger or weaker. I can't risk them, or anyone for that matter, noticing me following them. Stars the rumours that would cause… I don't care all that much about my reputation, but I'd rather this place didn't become even more insufferable.

Eventually, I arrive at a building that appears to be in the middle of construction, though there isn't a worker or a machine in sight. Whoever was building this must have given up.

I quietly walk up to the outer wall and lean against it, pulling out my book again. But I'm not planning to read.

Werewolves naturally have more advanced senses than the other species. Our sense of smell for instance, can detect a person's unique individual scent. Our eyesight is sharper and deteriorates slower. As for our hearing, well, let's just say it's perfectly capable of reaching through the walls of a half-finished building.

"-said she was attacked." I recognise the vampire's voice from biology class.

And older voice replies, "I know. She told me as soon as she got home. Thankfully that beast hadn't hurt her."

"But she was the only one! It can't be a coincidence that the only person the werewolves actually seemed like they were going to eat was a half-elf!"

Ah, they must be talking about that girl with the long hair. So she is a hybrid!

"Actually Cinder," Comes the fairy's voice, "Cress wasn't the only one. Scarlet got attacked too."

"Do you think she's also Lunar?" The vampire, "Cinder", asks incredulously.

"Maybe. Also, have you noticed how Wolf's been limping ever since last weekend? The guy never picks a fight with anyone, and no-one dares to go up against him. I mean, the guy's like six feet of pure muscle! But somehow he got injured in his leg."

"Wolf wasn't even at the party Iko! He might've just fallen down the stairs or something."

"I would've thought the same thing if Kai hadn't told me he stayed home from school the day after the attack!"

"Might I remind you that whether or not any of these people are Lunar doesn't mean a thing?" Cries the old man in exasperation, "What matters is that the werewolves are most definitely hostile and that they have no qualms over hurting innocent people!"

"You actually didn't know that before?" Iko's voice exclaims.

There's a pause, and I imagine a stereotypical old man giving Iko a look.

Cinder groans in frustration. "Great. Just great. If she's sending attack squads to hurt Earthens, it pretty much confirms that Levana wants Earth as well as Luna. And we still don't have a plan to knock her off that throne of hers."

I smirk to myself. We actually aren't supposed to attack the Earthens, only immigrants, particularly the ones who've stolen bioelectrical protection devices from the research facilities. What they're getting so worked up about are just a couple of dogs breaking protocol. Yeah, I'll definitely report that back to Luna. I'm almost positive Jerrico is one of the rule-breakers. As for the fact that they apparently want to oust Levana? Still trying to work out what to do about that.

"Selene, I understand your frustration, but we're talking about overthrowing one of the most powerful vampires in history!" The old man exclaims.

Wait, Selene? I thought her name is Cinder.

"For the zillionth time Erland, it's Cinder!"

Guess I thought right.

"And I'm one of the most powerful vampires in history, remember? I have the exact same ancestors as her!"

Wait what? This girl is related to Levana? But that's impossible! All of the queen's relatives are dead! Her parents, Jannali and Marok. Her sister, Channary. Her niece… Selene.

I almost drop my book in surprise. Selene Channary Jannali Blackburn, the heir to the throne of Luna, who died in fire fourteen years ago at the age of three. Cinder is seventeen I think, the same age Selene would be if she was still alive. Now that I think of it, Cinder looks quite a bit like the pictures of Channary I've seen hanging in the castle halls, albeit a bit blander since all of those pictures depicted Channary with her glamour. Cinder, Selene, the crown princess of Luna, is… alive.

A/N: Of all the things Jacin might have expected to learn during his time on Earth, I think it's safe to say that this wasn't one of them.

We learn a little bit more about Jacin here, as well as werewolves as a species and the social structure of Luna. We also got to see him shamelessly insulting Earthen schools, which is always a plus!

What will Jacin do with all this new information? Will Cinder ever make any progress on her revolution?

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