This chapter contains blood and death, not character death but death. That's all I'm saying, and thanks for the reviews! If you haven't got over Bobs death by now then you better do so by the next chapter.

It was Dash's first day at school, he woke with butterflies in his stomach and they grew as he hauled himself out of bed and down the ladder, Dan was still in bed, snoring away. His school started next week so he could afford the lie in, he was supposed to be taking Dash down to the school though so Dash set his alarm clock to wake him in a few minutes.

He changed quickly, climbing out of his pyjamas and into his Super Suit, then into his school uniform. It felt weird to wear uniform, the stiff necked shirt rubbed against his neck, and the blue sweatshirt chafed his skin. The trousers too where uncomftable, in the tradition of school clothes everywhere they where several sizes too big.

Still, he had to wear them so he grabbed his mask from the desk and trotted down stairs, laughing as the alarm clock went off waking Dan with a fright. There was the sound of swearing and the crash as a levitated alarm clock hit the wall. That was the third one this week he'd broken.

Judith and Helen where already up, Judith cooking breakfast and Helen armed with a camera, she immediately pinned dash against the wall with one arm and photoed him several times, saying how smart he looked he his new uniform and how proud she was. Eventually Dash managed to struggle away and seat himself at the table, bacon and eggs where served and Dash ate greedily, trying to take silence in the food. Dan came stumbling down the stairs, yawning. He was wearing a suit that was crumpled and dishevelled, obviously he had dressed quickly.

He levitated plate of bacon and eggs towards him and started easting, not bothering to sue his arms. "Dan!" his mother barked, "Eat at the table and use a knife and fork for gods sake!"

"Yes mum," Dan mumbled and sat himself down, levitating a knife and fork to him. The kettle started to boil and he used his powers almost absentmindedly to pull out a cup and coffee container. It was quite a sight to see a cup of coffee making itself, but dash was become used to it. On his first day he had stared but now it seemed routine. Dan drank deeply from his cup and smiled at Dash. "Looking forward to it?"

"No."

"Just do as Mrs J says and you'll be fine, don't get on her wrong side though. She'll skin you alive."

"oh, seriously?"

"No, if your good she'll give you a carrot though."

"What!" Dash exclaimed but his questions where interrupted by Judith yelling up the stairs at Ruth.

"Ruth, wake up, you've got school in 20 minutes!" There was a slight pop as Ruth appeared in the kitchens centre, fully dressed and ready for school. Again Helen photoed her, then insisted on both her and Dash being photoed together.

Finally everyone was ready. Dan was to give both of them a lift to the school on his quad and then introduce Dash to everyone. He'd also been warned to protect the kids from Hunter and had thus gained permission from the school to get some work experience as a teaching instructor there.

He'd attached a trailer with seats nailed into it onto the back of the quad for Dash and Ruth to ride in, making there journey more comftable and his easier. It was still early and the sun was only just rising over the horizon.

Threshfeild School is a small school with little over 50 pupils. Founded in 1500 much of it was still in the original 500 year old building. It had expanded a little though and now boasted two portacabins both of which housed a one class. Dash and Ruth where both in Class 3, the eldest class which catered for the 8,9,10 and 11 year olds in the school.

Despite it's small size though it was already bustling with activity as the first parents arrived. Dan managed to squeeze the quad in the tiny car park and then led Dash and Ruth into there new school Ruth immediately ran off to Class 3's portacabins while Dan lead Dash towards the reception-the only newly built part of the school. Inside it was warm and pictures where hung from every available space. There was a small room to the left fronted by a glass window. This was the reception which also doubled as a staff room for the 5 members of staff- 3 teachers, a receptionist and Dan.

"Hi, Dan!" One of the teachers said brightly, this was Mrs Roberts the class 2 teacher. "Can I help you? Your working here for the next few days aren't you?"

Dash nodded, "Yeah I am, Clair but I'm hear to see Mrs J, my little cousins starting today and I need to introduce him and stuff."

"She's in the hall at the moment, it's Dash isn't it." She was addressing Dash now.

"Yes, it is." He replied.

"Well I'm Mrs Roberts, I won't see much of you because I don't teach your age group but at least you know who I am." Dash smiled at her,

"Thanks."

"if you need anything don't hesitate to ask."

"I won't."

"Anyway, I've got some work to do so I'll see you later, okay?" She wandered off, back to the mounds of paperwork that covered most off the desk. Obviously she'd fallen behind during the holidays and was now struggling to catch up.

Then Mrs Jarvis entered the hallway, she was a imposing woman, about 6 foot tall with a shock of red hair on her head. "Ahh, James, good to see you again." Her voice sounded like a iron bar with a strong Yorkshire accent, she reached out a hand and began pumping Dans vigorously, nearly breaking his fingers.

"And this must be Dash, my new compatriot in the arts of learning. Good to see you my boy, good to see you." She had already grasped his hand and was shaking it firmly. Dash didn't understand a word she'd just said, he found it hard enough just understanding a Yorkshire accent, let alone one that used large words.

"errr.yes." He attempted,

"Your from America then?" She asked, "I've heard that the American education system has no redeeming benefits, what's 10 times 13!" She barked out the question suddenly, giving Dash no warning, Dan smiled after a week or two in her company you got used to that.

"Ermmm, 130?" He guessed and the teacher smiled and laughed,

"Give that boy a carrot! I can see that ti isn't as bad as I've heard. I guess you want the tallow then?"

"What?"

"You what to know whats what, eh? Find out whose the bees knees and the ants elbows?"

"Yes?" Dash guessed again, hoping that was the correct answer.

"Well you're in the portacabin furthest away from this one. I'm teaching you, Mrs Roberts teaches Class 2 and Mrs Hall class 1. Your in class 3. Spell Colour."

"What? Oh, c-o-l-o-r."

"Wrong, it's C-o-l-o-u-r. Anyway, there's 15 boys and 15 girls in your class from three years. There all arriving now so why don't you go and see them?" She almost pushed Dash round and out of the door. The boy was relieved to be out of her presence, trying to keep up and translate that level of talk was exhausting. Now Dan was stuck with her.

"So, young man, how you been doing up at the school? You got your GCSE's yet?"

"Errr, yeah."

"Yes." Mrs Jarvis corrected, "What did you get?"

"5 A's, 2 A's and the rest B's."

"The A's in what?"
"Science, I did double award."

"Right young fella me lad. So what are you doing at A-level?"

"History, Chemistry, English Lit and Politics." Dan felt a sudden vibration in the air, the air seemed to be throbbing, the sound of a jet engine filled the air and he heard gasps from the children and parents. He knew what it was even before he looked out of the window. He'd only felt like that once before, when….

"Bloody RAF, always flying over." Mrs Jarvis complained, then she looked out of the window, "Bloody hell!" Dan had already looked and was shaking, the plane was there, the great black plane that had haunted his dreams, the plane from which he had almost died.

"I need to go to the toilet." He excused himself from the teachers company, she was still transfixed on the window, and ran towards the toilets in the main hall. He quickly pulled off his suit and trousers, revealing his Super Suit underneath. The lightning flashed and sparkled. Dan stepped out as Hex, ready to take on his enemy. A red blur flashed in front of him, and the door banged shut, obviously Dash had already changed.

Dan ran towards the exit past the teacher that was still staring out of the window. A vice like hand clamped down on his shoulder. He turned round to look into the eyes of the flame-haired woman. "You forgot your mask Dan." She said, "Or should I say Hex."

Dan reached into the suits pockets and pulled out the black mask, pulling it over his eyes, "Thanks." He mumbled, embarrassed.

"Now gout and give that hunter bugger a lesion." Te woman shouted and hurled open the doors. The playground was chaos as students and parents stood in a wide circle around the jet, Dan could hear whispers as he stepped out onto the hard tarmac, whispers about Hunter and what had happened last time.

He stepped towards the jets access ramp and stopped, jus under the tings nose. He noted a blur next to him that announced Dash's presence at his side and a pop indicated Ruth's arrival. They where both suited up and ready to go.

"You ready, Red?" He asked Dash, the boy nodded, "You Vanish?"

"Yep."

"Right, I've called the others, they'll be hear 10 minutes-max. We just have to survive that long. Then we get some payback. Red, I want you to use your pace as much as possible, if you can get them to shoot each other. I'll give you a bullet screen, vanish, I want you to confuse them, keep appearing behind them and stuff."

"okay."

people of Threshfeild I mean you no harm> . The voice from the loudspeaker came again. I am hunter, I hunt supers and here today there are… >

"Cut the crap Hunter we know who the hell you are!" Dan yelled up and the Jet.

You will die child for this rudeness.> The loudspeaker replied I thought you would have learned from the Oafs death, but you still defy me. Very well, you shall die. >

The jets ramp slid down and the soldiers appeared once more, guns blazing, Dash immediately ran to his left, too fast for the mean to follow with there guns, the bullets ploughing into the old school building. The children and parents flung themselves to the ground, trying to avoid being hit by a stray bullet as Red Lightning sped past.

Ruth immediately disappeared and reappeared behind the soldiers, causing several to hit each other with there own fire as they attempted to hit her-to late, she was already gone and had reappeared elsewhere. Dan meanwhile just soaked up the fire of the soldiers, watching the bullets stop in midair just ahead of him. He could feel pressure from there energy building up inside him, every bullet making it bigger and bigger. This time he had an idea, instead of keeping it bottled up he would use it.

Energy cannot be destroyed, only transferred and all the energy from the bullets was currently transferring itself to Dan, last time it had caused him to back out but this time…

He roared and the energy burst forth, leaving his hands invisibly and connecting with the bullets, turning them around and back towards the guards, hundreds of deadly flies, going at several times to speed of sound.

It was carnage, the bullets drove themselves home, and the soldiers dropped like flies, there lifeblood splashing the playgrounds floor. More came and Dan just did the same, he felt on fire-the cold fire of revenge. He kept seeing Bob falling in his minds eye, even though he had been unconscious while it happened, and so he kept driving the bullets back at the men, not even bothering to stop them now.

He was yelling he could tell that, and suddenly they where gone, dead. He looked around at the shocked expressions of his cousin and sister, and at the shocked expressions of the children. Then he looked at the carnage once more, realising what he'd done. He'd taken life. He tried to tell himself he had no choice but he knew he could have done something differently he could have….

"Are we going in?" something penetrated the fires of his mind, Dash's voice. The boy was looking up at his cousin with a sense of awe. "Are we going in?" He indicated towards the gateway and Dan nodded,

"Lets find out who this Hunter is shall we?" The three supers walked up the ramp and into the depths of the machine.

Five minutes later it took off, leaving the bodies of the dead and dying amid the shocked children and parents, Mrs Jarvis came out and declared that school was cancelled for today. Five minutes after that, as shocked Parents and children went home, the rest of the families arrived, only to be informed that there children where no longer here, that they where on board the plane-who knows what would happen to them?

What will happen next? Well I'll give you a clue, we meet who hunter really is, oh and someone dies, I'm not saying who. Looking forward to it?