Hello people; finally got this done. I feel proud.

Well, anyways…

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Sorrowful smiles: Glad you liked it…and um…sorry for this being late?

FallenStar89: Well, I am finally done and if I didn't tell you before, the last chapter was Suboshi talking. Well, I actually answered pretty much every thing you said in your review in one of our emails so there's not point in me answering them again. And you'd better update YOURS!

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I was sitting in the cafeteria – excuse me, Dining Hall. For once in my entire life, a food fight had not broken out in the dining hall for two weeks; it was a record. Or it would have been, had I been at my high school. I sighed in relief at the fact that I did not need to duck around the table to avoid flying trays of food today. Perhaps, just perhaps, I might have a normal meal without having to change into clean clothes only a few hours after getting into them.

My group was all sitting at a table in the corner next to a group of guys and a girl. The girl was the annoying one during the assembly. I smirked when I remembered that I had used my newly found powers to take her voice away. That's my power, see; I…well, it's hard to explain it, but I pretty much just blocked her larynx which made it impossible for her to talk, but I can do other stuff, like make people feel certain emotions, like fear or anger, and I can cause their body to be in pain. I had to do that when I was escaping those who wanted to give me straight to the enemy.

I sat next to a girl with black hair that reached past her shoulders, Keera. She grinned at me, "I was starting to think you got lost, Kairi" she commented as she dipped a fry in ketchup and ate it.

"Isn't the dinner today pasta?" I asked her incredulously, looking at my own plate. Keera shrugged, "Dining lady must be missing her bag of McDonalds right about now" she commented calmly. That's Keera's power; she uses darkness to move things around. I have no question as to how she got that bag of McDonalds. I'm part of the Black group, which I mention, has only four people including me at the moment. Our teacher, Miiya, assured us that Taiitsu-kun was constantly on the lookout for more Cursed that survived the attacks and escaped the enemy's grasp.

I looked at my other two group members and was instantly amused. Jynx had her head buried in her arms so all we could see was her long black hair and the earphones that were on her head. I don't think anything was playing though; she just does that so no one bothers her. Jynx is a strange one; at times, she can be absolutely cold and mean, and at others, she can be perfectly normal. I guess she could be still adjusting, but I doubt that. Must be her character.

Gabrielle and Jynx knew each other before they came here; apparently, they've been friends practically their whole lives. At the moment, Gabrielle was stating that she thought that the bread was made out of bricks instead of flour. To make her point, she was hitting the bread on the corner of the table. Keera burst out laughing as the bread made a loud thudding noise. I kept in mind never to eat this school's bread. Gabrielle started laughing also, her long red hair falling in front of her face as she did so. My entire group dressed in dark colours; I think I'm the only one that wears colors like…white.

The boys down the table watched us with amusement as they did every time we were in the dining hall (Yes, something of this sort happens every time). Finally, the orange haired one, Genrou commented about crazy women.

Immediately, all four of us were glaring at him. Jynx had looked up just to glare and she held it for a while before putting her head back onto her arms. Ryuuen hit Genrou over the head, "Do you want them mad at us?" he stage whispered.

"Do we have to sit next to them?" Genrou countered.

"Yes" Saihitei answered, "It's much more amusing than watching Kishuku worship Yûki there" he jabbed a finger at the annoying girl, Miaka Yûki, who was stuffing her face. I looked at Gabrielle and noticed she was looking disgusted and awed at the same time that Miaka was eating the brick bread.

"How…can…she…eat…that?" she gasped. She poked Jynx hard, "Jynx! Jynx! Jynx; wake up; it's It!" she hissed. Jynx jolted up, "What? Where?"

Gabrielle pointed at the girl who was oblivious to what was going on, "There!"

Jynx turned to Gabrielle looking amused, but did not say anything.

I looked between them, "What exactly is 'it'?"

The guys were listening in now, looking amused at Gabrielle, who was still pointing. The girl and Kishuku were oblivious to this, however.

"You don't know it?" Gabrielle gasped.

Jynx's face grew more amused by the second.

"What's it?"

"…it is an bottomless eating monster that eats you if you don't go to sleep at night" Gabrielle looked at Jynx and hit her over the head, "It was you, wasn't it!"

Jynx scowled as she rubbed her head, "Idiot; I told you that story to shut you up at night; we had to share a room and you were talking on and on and on"

Gabrielle crossed her arms and pouted as the rest of us laughed. By the time we stopped, Jynx had gone back to 'sleep' again. I couldn't help laughing now every time I looked at Miaka and she looked at me confused every time.

Soon, dinner was over and we were still talking to the Red group, as we headed for the stairs. Keera was trailing behind Saihitei and Genrou, who were arguing with each other. From what I gathered from her expression, it was probably an interesting argument. I could hear bits of it every now and then, most words like: 'narcissist' and 'pyromaniac'. Oh, and a lot of swear words from Genrou.

Houjun was off to the side, looking down at the ground. I notice that he seems to do that a lot; I think he's trying to hide that scar on his face or something; dunno why though. I mean, it's not like he carved the scar there or anything.

I walked up to him and began talking to him. Sure enough, he looked surprised that I didn't flinch or anything at the scar on his face. Did some people actually do that?

"So Houjun, how do you like it here?" Yeah, yeah, I know; lame conversation, but I gotta start somewhere, don't I?

"It's…interesting" he answered, glancing pointedly at the rest of our groups. I laughed weakly when I saw that Jynx had finally – finally – lost her temper and had started chasing both Gabrielle and Tasuki around, promising violent deaths to both of them.

"Very interesting" I agreed, "Hey, so did you all know each other before you came here or something? You seem really close"

"Yeah, we've known each other since we were children; it was a small town so we knew everyone, but there weren't many others our age to talk to"

"Sounds nice" I commented. It did sound nice; where I lived, I barely knew my neighbour much less most of the city. It seemed to form a more concrete friendship than the ones that I had.

I scowled at the thought of how the Cursed had found me. Loyal friend, my ass.

Houjun looked startled at my scowl, "I'm sorry; did I offend you?"

"No, just thinking about some...other things" I quickly reassured him and he relaxed. By then, we had reached the Red group's floor and we separated, with Tasuki running straight to the door that led to the rooms. I glanced at the rest of us in the stairway; Keera had already went and ran up most of the stairs, with Gabrielle following and Jynx was patiently waiting for me. I gave her a grateful look and we climbed up the stairs, shaking our heads simultaneously at the antics of our other two group members.

The next week in History, the teacher decided to give us more knowledge about our enemy. To my surprise, a lot of people knew a lot about them: the TK. They had been taking Cursed from their homes for years but none had managed to escape, but eventually one did and killed a low ranked TK member while doing so. That apparently gave the higher ups the advantage; they proclaimed all Cursed dangerous and began hunting us, only we had never heard much of it on the news because the press had never found out about it. Except, on Halloween and after, their faction became so powerful that they knew that if they started attacking areas where they knew some Cursed were, the people would actually help them.

They weren't wrong.

My own friend had given me up to the Cursed and it had taken me all I could to escape. We had been on this sort of trip with the rest of our friends and we were sharing a hotel room. When the news came on, she got this sort of look in her eyes and I knew she was putting the pieces together; the strange things that happened around me, the many people that seemed to be afraid of me when I got upset, and the information about the Cursed. She had immediately turned on me, attacked me with the nearest blunt object and then called the number they gave on the news should anybody find any Cursed.

And they came. They looked at me like I was scum, like I was nothing more than the dirt on their shoes; I had never gotten such a disparaging look in my life. Then, they made sure I couldn't move or try to run; they broke the bones in my left leg and then my right arm; I remember the pain, and the anger that followed, overriding the fear and then, suddenly, they found themselves on the ground, like they were paralyzed. My traitorous friend was against the wall; she couldn't move either and I glared at her as I tried to run out of the room and find a safe place.

Eventually, I saw two of my friends approaching. I thought I would have to 'paralyze' them too; they surely knew what I was. One of them looked at me warily and the other, she just put her hand over her eyes and told me that she had not seen me and therefore could not tell me that a woman that could help me was waiting at the elevators for me. I remember saying my thanks before limping painfully to the elevators and then, I passed out from the pain.

Well, now I know not to trust blindly anymore. You never know who might be waiting to stab you brutally in the back. I thought about the friends I had made here: Keera, Jynx, Gabrielle, Houjun (I notice that he has somewhat stopped trying to hide his scar), Genrou, Saihitei, Dokun, Ryuuen, Juan and Shun (he was part of the Blue group). I do not trust them blindly of course, but it was hard not to when the only people I have here are them.

The history teacher, Karuza, looked at me, "Can you tell us the answer, Kairi?" he asked spitefully. Not that he particularly hated me. More like he hated everyone.

"What was the question?" I asked.

"Now that is why you should pay attention" he snapped.

I nodded, trying not to roll my eyes.

"The question, asked by Dokun there, was 'what does TK stand for'?"

"I don't know"

He shook his head and made an exasperated noise, "You don't even know the true name of the people trying to kill you?"

"Nope"

He turned to Jynx, "Perhaps you can answer" he said in a tone that implied that he didn't think so. Grr…I hate Karuza.

To my surprise, though, Jynx actually knew the answer. She looked at him straight in the eyes while gripping this strange necklace that for some reason, she wore around her wrist, and answered, "TK stands for The Keres; The Keres were known in ancient Greek myths as the god of the underworld, Hades', hit men"

"Yes, and how would you recognize one of the higher ranked TKs then, hm…Gabrielle?" Karuza asked.

"The Keres of ancient times wore red robes, so higher ranked TK soldiers wear a red uniform"

"And if the higher ranked wear red then what do new recruits or lower ranked wear…Keera?"

"New recruits wear gray" Keera was gripping her arm so hard her knuckles were going white. I guess I'm not the only one that has met them face to face. It was the new recruits I had met and I guess Keera met them too, which makes me wonder; did Gabrielle and Jynx, and maybe some of the others in the classroom meet with a higher ranked? And if so…how much more powerful were they?

Well then…you now know who the enemy is…

Alright, since this is a FY story, there must be pairings; who should Gabrielle and Jynx end up with, if with anyone at all? Just give me an idea; I might not use it, or I might.

And slots for original characters are still available, as you can see considering there are only four Black members currently. Room for 4 more.

Oh, and if you have time, visit FallenStar89's story, the Gifted.