Hey everybody!

First off I want to sincerely apologize to Alana Fox, to whom I gave a deadline for this chapter and the missed by a long shot. So I'm sorry I made you wait so long Alana, but I think I have a good reason. My life is crazy!

Not that many of you care but this is an exact time line of what has happened to me in just 2 weeks.

I got fired, the dogs bumped into me and hyper extended my knee so I was on crutches for a week, my laptop died and I lost all my information so I had to rewrite this chapter, I got a job hindering on my security clearance (meaning it could be up to a year if I get it but if I do then I have to move 2 states over), I woke up with a giant cyst on my cheek, a guy slammed his breaks infront of me which made me do the same and forced my drink to flood my car which lead to the drowning of my cell phone, and I had one of those weird spring time viruses that made me sick for 3 days (which was actually the reason why I got fired).

Sooooooo yah, tuff 2 weeks lol. Again I'm sorry for the delay, but as I'm posting chapter 10 I'm working on 11 so I promise, pinkie swear it will be up soon. So a heads up on this chapter, there are curse words and some steamy situations but also a few crucial plot points. Read if you dare and please review.

"AAAAIIIIIYYYYAAAHHHH!"

Uncle's cry carried threw the multiple levels of his shop and home. Both Jackie and Tohru raced from their rooms, nearly colliding at the banister of the second floor. Exchanging a silent and mutual glance of concern, both men hurried down the flight of stairs, to burst open the kitchen door a brace themselves for the evil on the other side.

"But sir, you really will thank me. All the anger you feel are simply the pollutions of sugars and chemical dyes leaving your body. You are returning to your true self."

"If this is Uncle true self, Uncle was much happier with old self!"

"Whaa? Uncle what is going on here?"

"Uncle tell you what is wrong. Uncle is owner of house, king of castle, fighter of demons!"

"So what is the problem sensei?"

"Problem is food!"

"Food? But we just went shopping the other day, what could be wrong with it?

"Problem is, is now all girl food!"

"Girl food?"

"Fruits, vegetables, diet yogurt, diet cereal, diet water, HOW DOES ONE MAKE WATER DIET?"

"I did not turn all the food into 'girl food'. I simply got rid of all the junk that was cluttering your refrigerator, and your mind. This food is better for you, everyone in this house could do with eating better."

"So you take away what little bits of pleasure Uncle has left! Uncle is as strong as he ever was, why he need to change now!"

Uncle and Naomi and Uncle continued their 'debate' over the family's eating habits and Jackie and Tohru made their way over to the breakfast table. Gwen offered them both a hot cup of tea and a fresh blueberry muffin while Scarlett kept her focus on the morning paper. Jackie nearly choked on his large bite of muffin when he saw what the women were wearing. Gwen was wearing a silky lilac robe, Naomi had chosen a flowing white night gown, but Scarlett had chosen a tight black camie with a matching pair of extremely short shorts, and apparently did not feel the need to wear a bra to the breakfast table. A few frightful thoughts of what Black would do to him if he knew he had seen her in such a state, or worse what Viper would do if she knew. Perhaps there would have to be a new set of rules for the Chans new living arrangements.

Tohru gladly accepted the warm pastry from Gwen's tray. She gave a slight blush at his warm reaction, there was just something about this gentle giant's smile that filled her with such warmth and joy. Her thoughts try to regain control over her day and her appointments until she realized that Jackie was trying to get her attention.

"So did Naomi throw out all the old food?"

"No just the stuff that was generally bad for you, and some stuff that we thought was good but really wasn't. Like some of the meat."

"But we got that organic kind at the supermarket!"

"Turns out that organic sticker on the wrapper was just a sticker. Seriously they pumped those chickens with so many chemicals I'm surprised we aren't glowing in the dark yet! And don't worry mister penny pincher, apparently Naomi knows a real organic farm and since she told them we would be buying a lot from them they gave us a deal."

"And the fact that one of those people was a celebrity who can indorse their farm didn't cross their mind."

"Hey they are trying to run a business, but hey if dropping my name can convince more people to eat right, and give us a family discount, then who am I to stand in the way of business progress."

"You sound just like Jade, who should be getting up if she wants to make it to her first day of school."

"Oh she already left. She left about twenty minutes ago, school starts in another fifteen."

"How was she looking, did she look well enough to be going today?"

"And if she really wasn't do you think any of us could have stopped her?"

"Good point."

"Besides she'll have all her little friends there to help her, and it's only the first day of school, what's the worst that could happen?"

His heels echoed the long hallway of the dark mansion. He was a tall lanky man with a dark pointed beard and eyes hidden behind thick sunglasses. He dressed like a man from history, in a dark suite and a matching fedora, he looked like a true man of the 1920's mafia. And just like the men his clothes mimicked, he was willing to lay down his life for the one who ran his 'family'. As he got closer to his destination, deep passionate moans traveled down the hall towards his ears. He came closer to a grand set of doors, thick and strong with an almost reddish tone. With the need of both hands he pushed open and gazed a sight he had seen far too often.

The room was painted black on its walls, with red and gold ornaments adorning every spare inch. The carpet was soft and plush, dyed with an intense red that burned into the very senses. Threw out the room were men. Men of every size, color and built. Some wore what resembled a sort of leather loincloth. While others, perhaps of their own choosing, wore nothing. Each man was different in their body and wardrobe, but they all had two things in common. The first was a tight leather collar around their neck, each with either a clear, red or gold gem in the middle. The second was a marking on their bodies. It was a ruff almost carving, as if someone had taken a sharp instrument and carved the markings into the flesh by hand. The mark was of a horizontal line, with a half circle marked above it, and several smaller lines rotating around the circle. Carved in the middle of this setting, or rising, sun were the initials ECT, the initials of his master.

In the middle of the room proudly stood a four post bed. It's red silk sheets were as radiant as blood against the cold dark walls. There the origin of the moans could be found. As he stood at attention, the fedora man cleared his throat to announce his presence. The moaning cease as four male heads angrily looked from beyond the sheet like separator. All of the collard men glared at the suited man, a potential threat that had invaded their territory to take what was there. A smooth manicured hand moved the separator from view as a sun kissed maiden loved on at the man. She gave an annoyed look at the man, she knew he would only interrupt her fun if it was of the at most importance, but that did not soften the annoyance she now felt.

"This had better be good Noah, I was just getting to the good part."

"So I heard."

"Ever the smart ass Noah, why not bring that ass over here. I can always use another playmate."

As if issuing a secret command her pets began serving their master. An ebony toned giant took hold of the woman's left breasts and began massaging the soft flesh, while another man with a thick green Mohawk release her right breast from its silk robe imprisonment and began suckling like a newborn babe. A third man with golden locks cascading down his back traced his fingers up her thigh, pumping them into her moistened entrance, quacking and slowering his pace in sync with her moans of pleasure.

Noah felt a slight tightening in his pants, he wanted nothing more than to produce his gun and kill every one of her whorish pets, simply so he could ravish her to every extent of his desires.

"As much as I'm sure your pets would enjoy sharing you, I'm afraid I'm here on business. There is a gentleman downstairs with some crucial information, and despite all of our best efforts he refuses to give that information up. I'm afraid we need your help, as any of your pets will testify, you are the only one with the magic touch."

"Oh very well, I supposed business must take some priority. As she tightened her robe, two of her pets slid her delicate feet into a pair of red heels. Once ready Noah opened the door and followed his master down the various hallways from whence he came. Her heels echoing as the clacked against the wooden floors, and then against the hard stone of a new hidden hall. There they found another grand set of doors, etched within were the designs of grapes and other various fruit. Noah walked ahead of his master, opening the double doors an closing them after she passed. The stone room was lined with bottles and barrels of various wines from different countries and different decades. In the middle of the room stood two more men dressed similarly to Noah, in between them was another man. He was stripped, bound and gagged. Deep bruises of black and purple covered his withered skin, slight puddles of blood formed in the deep creases of his mouth. As he saw the crimson covered woman approach, his eyes flipped between gazed of fury and gazes of pure terror. One of the suited men offered his master a silver chalice of deep burgundy wine. Her well-manicured hands took the chalice and took a sip of its sweet juice. As she finished, she began to playfully turn the cup in her hand, perhaps to admire the silver engravings deep in the silver.

"Hector Gonzalos. Age 32, amateur drug dealer, sentenced to Wilsons Maximum Penitentiary for 20 years but recently released on parole. Good for you."

Noah made his way to the bound man and with a silent and steady hand ripped the silver tape from his mouth, freeing the room to his speech and howls of pain.

"Wha…what do you want from me. I've never invaded your territory nor crossed your family, so what is the MEANING OF (whack)"

Hector's demands were made silent but a stern punch by Noah. Afterwards, the suited man produced a white handkerchief and began to wipe the prisoner's blood from his hand. A look of pure disgust as if he was wiping the foulest of materials from his precious person.

"Do watch your tone Hector, remember you are in my house. Do try to show a smidgen of respect. Now back to my point. You were incarcerated at Wilsons correct?"

Hector thought for a moment to hold his tongue, but upon seeing Noah retract his arm for another punch, he decided to answer his captor.

"Si. I spent some time there."

"An amazing nine months I believe. Interesting since you weren't up for parole until after eight years. It seems that in the midst of your proceedings you got a new lawyer, a lawyer who was able to find the smallest bit of evidence that proved your, ahem 'innocents."

"Si. Si the found the missing tape that."

"I really don't care darling. What I do care about are simple facts. How did a simple man who had to take a public defender because he couldn't afford another, suddenly afford one of the top Defense Attorneys in the country?"

"I….I was just lucky."

"Oh yes very lucky. So lucky that when presented with a deal you agreed without even thinking of the repercussions."

"Deal? Sorry, I made no deal."

"On August 15th two men were found stabbed in their cell, a mister Mario and Antonio. Antonio was pronounced dead on the scene and Mario was rushed to the emergency room. Sadly he was reported dead after ten minutes on the table. Despite all their best efforts the guards could not figure out who stabbed these men."

The crimson woman made her way to the bound man, leaning down just low enough to make her whispers heard by only him.

"But I know who did it."

While dazed with confusion and terror, Hector suddenly found a crippling pain bursting from his groin. He looked down to see his waist covered in the same shade of crimson worn by his captor. A silver edged dagger was thrust into his flesh, the hilt protruding from manhood. The pain was unbearable, he felt the slice of his penis as either side pulsed with pain. Tears poured from his eyes, a sympathetic sight to any man, but not to the ones in the room. They looked on as if he deserved more.

"Let me guess if I can make out the story of what really happened in Wilsons. You were just minding your own business, probably looking out for one of the many men looking to shank you, when all of a sudden you were invited to come over by a Mr. Marcello Monaldo, the leader of the Italians at Wilsons. And as if a cliché from some movie, he made you an offer. You stab Mario and Antonio and he would get you that bight shot lawyer White, and give you your freedom. Naturally you felt bad about going against your bronze skin latino brothers, but that offer of freedom was too good right?"

Hector grit his teeth in a futile attempt to ease the pain, it was all true what his captor said but fear was silencing his tongue. Fear of what Monaldo would do if he knew he squiled, fear of what his captor would do if he kept silent. She crept closer to him, her eyes locked on her prey.

"You're not answering me."

With a firm grip the took hold of the hilt and thrust the dagger towards her. Hector cried out in the intense pain, his member now sliced completely in half. There was no way to describe the feeling of having one's appendage sliced in half, you mental grasp of the object now trying to control either side. She was well known for her tortures, nothing Monaldo could do to him could exceed what she had instore.

"Si, yes I did …I did as he asked! Please, please, no more, no more por favor!"

"Oh my dear Hector, you made the worst mistake of your worthless little life didn't you. Do you know why I was so upset at hearing about Antonio and Mario? Hmm? It's not just because they were part of our little family, but because they were part of my family. Antonio was my cousin, we grew up together in this very house. He knew I would take over one day and pledged his loyalty to follow me to the ends of the earth. He was one of my few family members I actually liked. But Mario, oh dear sweet Mario."

"Wa….was he too your cousin?"

"Oh no sweetie, he wasn't my cousin…HE WAS MY BABY BROTHER!"

With dagger in hand she cut deep into his flesh, finishing her task. With her final slice, the two former pieces of Hector's penis fell to the floor. He tried to cry out but his previous cries had taken a toll on his throat, and the room was beginning to spin. With her free hand she took hold of her captive's hair, bring him to eye level so even in his weaken state he could clearly hear her.

"My little brother. You, you worthless piece of shit tried to kill my brother. MY BROTHER! As if you were even worthy of wiping his dick after a piss. And sadly Hector, Mario even tried to get me to care for you, saying we should back up all of our 'brothers' in Wilsons. And just as I was debating telling some of our men on the inside to look out for you too, you went and fucked the whole thing up. But it's alright Hector, you now helped me confirm who orchestrated the whole thing. And just for helping me out I'll tell you a little secret. Mario. Isn't. Dead. I ordered the fake report and had my beloved brother shipped off to get the proper care he needs. But being copped up in a hospital can be ever so dull. Tell you what why don't you go and see him, I'm sure he's dying to see you again."

The two suited men opposite Noah took hold of the chair hector was still tied to, dragging it off down one of the stoned tunnels under the house. A thick trail of brood following behind them. Noah himself, with cloth in hand, picked up both pieces of Hector Gonzalos' former penis.

"Tell Mario that his big sister has handled this little skirmish. All that's left is Marcello, he needs to learn that no one messes with Eneida Camarillo Teran. Not me, my property, my trade and especialy my family."

"Yes ma'am."

"As cold hearted as ever my dear."

Both Eneida and Noah took towards to sound of the bone chilling voice. From a black corner in the ceiling of the cellar bore a dark shadow creature. With eyes like fresh stabbed blood and the unmistaken aroma of death, the creature swirled around the chandelier that adorn the celling. On instinct, Noah leapt infront of his master, shooting his formally hidden hand gun at the dark specter. The bullets merely passed through the vaporous skin, the figure showing a face of minor annoyance sent the brave guard flying across the room with a wave of his hand.

The creature came closer to the crimson beauty, who surprisingly showed no fear as he cupped her chin with his black hand. He released her face for a moment, suddenly producing a beautiful yellow gem hovering in his hand. Eneida was taken back with the gem, true she had seen many rare jewels in her travels but there was something beguiling about this one. Without warning the gem flew from the shadowy hand and melted into her body, it entered just above her bellybutton and felt as though it traveled all the way back to her spine. A warm yet chilling liquid sensation filled her body, the echoing cries of pain and suffering filled her from the core and pulsating out. She felt the heat, she felt the chill, she felt the cries of pure terror, and she felt that she really liked it. Her crimson outfit morphed into a tight fitting yellow two piece. The top tubed around her bust, as her bottoms cut off high around her thigh and a pair of tight interlacing boots climbed their way up her legs. Just above her bellybutton, a golden ring formed with ten golden petals surrounding it, and an upside down triangle in the middle. He eyes opened with a yellow glow, they settled on the shadowing figure of her master.

"Master Hei'an, wonderful to see you again."

"And you, my dear sweet Ram. As good as it is to see you, I'm afraid we have much to do."

"Boss, are you alright?"

Noah had regained his footing, approaching his newly transformed master while keeping his weapon firmly locked on the mysterious figure.

"More than alright, but I'm really not in the mood to explain."

Placing her index finger on Noah's forehead, a golden circle with an upside down triangle in the middle appeared. His eyes glew yellow for a moment before returning to normal, the mark still intact on his forehead. Noah blunk a few times before putting his weapon back in its hidden holster. With an arm across his chest he gave a deep bow to the shadow before him.

"Apologies, Lord Hei'an. I did not relies who you were, nor the meaning you hold to my master. Might I offer you a refreshment in one of the more suited rooms?"

"You seem to have trained this one well Ram."

"Yes, Noah is my finest subordinate. I have no need to bless anyone else with a token of my powers, so long as he is alive."

"Very well, have your servant bring you finest wine. We have much to celebrate, and much to discuss. Your brothers will be here shortly."

Eneida, Ram, led her Master through the twisting tunnels and back to the mansion above as Noah set out to fill their cups. He looked on as the two faded from sight. Remembering exactly what Hei'an had done before and what he would not allow to happen again.

The school bell rung throughout the halls of Sunset Middle School, indicating all of its students to make their way to their first class of the new school year. A trio of familiar young teens were filling their bags with the books needed for their first few classes. A young Hispanic boy made up to the trio, determined for the sake of their mutual friend to at least try to act civil.

"Hola mi amigos."

"Oh hey Paco, how's it going."

" Pretty good, just got my schedule from the office. Who do you all have now?"

"We've got Mr. Baine, world history."

"Cool me too. I wonder how tuff it'll be."

"No clue but the class can't be that hard."

"An entire class dedicated to over 196 countries, and hundreds of years of war, peace, minor and major accomplishments, yah this is just what I need in the morning."

All four boys turned from their lockers to see a young teen girl leaning on the adjoining wall. It took just a second for them to relies it was none other than their good friend Jade Chan. Rocko, Frank and Charlie knew of her new coloring, but they were still taken back by her new look.

In honor of progressing up the scholastic grades, Jade decided it was time for a new style. Due to her transformation, and the constant use of her powers, Jade's hair had turned a silverfish shade of grey. It also grew in length, her trade mark bangs stopped just pass her shoulders while the back of her hair trailed down a few more inches. Her former sleek hair also took on a slightly scruffier tone, no doubt to her bounding with her familiar dog. She retired her orange hoodie and blue pants in favor of something slightly more feminine. She chose a dark teal bohemian style shirt, with slightly draping sleeves, a khaki skirt, matching teal leggings and a pair of dark brown boots. Clearly her shopping trip with her aunt was a success.

"Wow Jade, you look really pretty."

"Thanks Rocko."

Despite not being the brightest of the bunch, one thing was clear to Rocko. Jade was not leaning on the wall by choice, but by need. Jade still had faint circles around her eyes, her eyes themselves twitching in rhythm to a possible headache, along with other visible signs of fatigue. Rocko took hold of her bag from the ground, she was in no shape to carry a heavy book bag around till lunch time. Frank reached into his locker for a bottle of water he had brought for lunch. Jade eagerly took it and downed the contents in record time.

"Thanks I needed that."

"If you're still tired then why did you come in today?"

"And what would my excuse be? 'Jade could not make it to her first day of school due to turning into a dog beast and fighting a newly awaken force of evil.'"

"Sounds logical to me."

"Yah but I used a similar one last year, except I turned into a cat creature."

"Dang girl how many things have you turned into?"

"A lot, comes with the territory of fighting evil."

The boys exchanged theories of great and horrible possible transformation, when they were brought out of their conversation by a vampent loud giggle. In front of Jade stood a trio of similar aged girls, all very pretty and all staring at Jade with a sense of superiority.

"Well, well if it isn't crazy Jade. Nice look Jade, going for old woman hippie or something."

"Yah only Jade is crazy enough to dye her hair grey."

"Doesn't she know grey's the color to avoid."

Jade rolled her sight at the trio, the were the self proclaimed popular group. The girls who thought, and unfortunately did, run the school. In Jade's mind, Kimi, Claire and their leader Brittany were the most annoying individuals on the planet.

"So Jade what did you do over the summer, wait let me guess. You fought ninja zombies in order to save the world right?"

"Please that's way too normal a story for her."

"Yah. Like, isn't it sad when someone is so desperate for attention that they have to make up stories just to feel special."

The young girls cackled in delight at their insults. Frank, Charlie, Rocko and Paco were torn between rushing to their friend's aid, and a word of wisdom to never get in the way of a girl fight.

"Well Jade, we don't' need to make up stories. We spent the whole summer on my daddy's villa in Beaulieu, that's in the French Riviera."

"Yah, we spent every day shopping and even made it out to the summer fashion show in Paris."

"That's in France."

Jade gave a grin at the ignorance of Kimi, clearly she didn't soak up too much of the French culture. These girls thought that a simple trip to France made them so much more superior to her, if they only knew how many countries she's been too, the famous people she knew, hell she was friends with a king of a country who offered her the experience of a princess the next time she visited. Plus there was her aunt Gwen, an international super star. Letting it 'slip' about her family would sky rocket her popularity instantly. But Jade could care less about popularity, she cared more about the people themselves rather than their social standing.

"Well Jade? Didn't you hear about the new white gold bracelet that daddy gave me? There's only one other like it in the world, owned by Gwen Chan."

"Well then, I'm sure that it'll match her new look."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh didn't you hear, Gwen's got a new look. I'm surprised you didn't notice it yet."

"Well….of course I did! She…cut her hair."

"Really?"

"Yes Kimi, remember we saw it at the fashion show."

"Oh yah."

Jade couldn't help but laugh, Brittany was determined to create the illusion of her false friendship.

"Well Brittany, good to know you stay on top of everything. Hope you enjoy your new bracelet, clearly it shows how much your daddy was willing to spend to buy your love. Toodles."

Jade lead the way past a stunned Brittany as her friends followed behind her, not bothering to hide their snickers. Frank walked beside Jade, occasionally having to steer her between student traffic and the occasional wall. Finally they made their way to class, all five finding seats close to one another. Jade settled into hers and was about to drift off into a class nap when she realized someone was talking to her. Sure enough right next to her was none other than Drew.

He had grown a few inches over the summer, and traded his old pair of glasses for a sleeker pair. But it was clear from the grin on his face that he was still the same old Drew.

"Hey Jade what's with the gidup, you get all dressed up to see me?"

"Yes Drew, because my entire world revolves around pleasing you."

"So what happened, one of those ninjas scare you so bad it turned your hair grey?"

Drew delighted in a full laugh at his own joke, that is until he noticed the menacing glances coming from the three boys directly infront, behind and beside him. Rocko gripped the back of Drew's seat, clearly telling him they did not enjoy him laughing at their friend. Jade crossed her arms, nestling her head within them. It was going to be nice to have friends at school that actually knew the crazy world she lived in, and actually looked out for her around all the normal people. Jade's eyes began to close as a subtle serenity look over. Just as she was about to drift off to a much needed nap, she was torn away by the loud smashing of a door. Their teacher had arrived.

He was short, stout man, about 5'2' with the protruding belly of a beached seal. His hair was balding on top which he tried to hide with a terrible come over, and his grizzly unkempt mustache was littered with crumbs and pieces of ash from smoking cigarettes. All Jade thought was 'Yah, this is a great role-model for kids. Who wouldn't want to grow up to be just like him?'

The teacher, Mr. Baines lamed his briefcase on his desk, surveyed the classroom with a stare of disgust before gripping a piece of chalk to forcefully right his name on the board.

"Hello students. My name is Mr. Baine. NOT Baine, Not MR. B, NOT my man, . anyone calls me different will earn a one way ticket to detention! Are we clear!"

"Yes Mr. Baine!"

"Good. This is world history we I will try to teach to cyber zombies about the history of the world. Now I don't expect most of you to be able to be able to name the seven continents of the world, much less the 196 countries that make them up! Now as your teacher I reserve the right to ask any question about this class at any time, and you better know the answer! If you try sleeping in this class, pop question! You fail and you go straight to detention!"

The class of thirteen year olds exchanged glances of pure terror, this was possibly the hardest teacher any of them had ever thought of having. The only one who wasn't afraid was the silver haired Asian girl, who upon hearing the rules decided to drift back off to her nap.

"YOU THERE!"

Or not.

"What is your name missy?"

"Jade. Jade Chan."

"Well miss Chan can you give me a good reason why you are falling asleep in my class, on the first day, right after I explained the rules of what would happen if you did!"

"It's not her fault sir!"

Mr. Baine looked behind the young girl at the student behind her. The trio watched as Paco tried to explain to the teacher, each silently wishing him luck and hoping Mr. Baine wouldn't rip his head off in class.

"And You Are?"

"Paco, sir. I just recently moved here from Mexico and"

"And didn't they teach you manners in Mexico? Now why on earth should I excuse miss Chan here?"

"Because sir, she's very tired. She just woke up from a coma yesterday and"

"And did the doctors say she could come to school today?"

"Yes"

"And did her parents say she could come to school today?"

"Well yes, but"

"And more importantly isn't she in my class right now?"

"…."

"Well?"

"Yes sir."

"Rule one of my class. When you are here you are here on my time! You have an issue, talk to me before or after class, unless you're bleeding or your head's spinning off, you sit there while I try to force a feeble bit of knowledge into your thick heads!"

Mr. Baine brought his attention back to Jade, who nonchalantly held her chin up on one arm. He was not sure if she was being thick, cocky or just in general didn't care.

"Ok miss Chan, detention question, you pass and you don't have to go. You fail, as I'm sure you will, and you'll be taking a nap after school!"

"As I usually do."

"Jade, can you concisely and unemotionally sum up for us the doctrine of Manifest Destiny?"

Jade took a deep breath, Mr. Baine sure that she was stalling time. He normally gave someone in each class on the first day of school a detention question. Putting the fear of punishment in each student early on.

"Well Jade?"

"Manifest Destiny was a slogan popular in the 1840s. It was used by people who claimed it was God's will for the U.S. to expand all the way to the Pacific Ocean. These people did not include many Mexicans, right Paco?"

Mr. Baine stood dumbstruck, could it be he actually had a student with a brain for once?

"Last question."

"I thought the first question was the last question?"

"Last Question, you answer correctly and I will break my tradition of giving a 3000 word essay on the first day of class. Give me three history changing events that happened on April 14. Give me the event and the year it happened."

"But Mr. Baine, that's impossible! That's way too much to ask on the first day, let alone to someone who just woke up from a coma!"

"Jade chose to accept my challenge, and if you speak out of turn again Paco you will have detention for a week. Now if Jade accepts and pass my challenge then you all can thank her, if not then perhaps you should all try reading a book so that you can save yourselves from an essay. Well Jade?"

Jade closed her eyes and stretched her arms behind her head, she could feel everyone's eyes locked on her. Even the ones who doubted her all wished and prayed she would get the question right. Finally she returned to a studious position, with her golden brown eyes on her class mates.

"You all owe me. Big time."

"Is that your answer Jade?"

"April 14th; In 1846 the Donner Party of pioneers departed Springfield Illinois for California. This went on to become a year-long journey famously ending in cannibalism. In 1865 president Abraham Lincoln was shot in the Ford's Theatre by John Wilkes Booth. Finally in 1912 the Titanic sank after colliding with an ice burg, which resulted in the boat splitting in two and the creation of a rather enjoyable movie several decades later."

The class turned their attention towards Mr. Baine, who for the second time today was completely dumbstruck. Without a word he went to his desk, scribbling a random note on a piece of paper.

"Paco."

"Yes sir?"

"Please escort Jade to the nurse's office?"

"Sir?"

"This is a note excusing Jade from my class for the day, only for the day. Accept this token as a thank you for disproving my theory that today's youth lack the slightest ability to retain any information."

"Get out of class to take a nap, I knew reading those books would come in handy."

"Indeed. Also I am a man of my word, for the first time in thirty years, there will be not paper tonight."

A roar of cheering erupted from the class, everyone ecstatic over the lost of a painful assignment. The only ones not cheering where Brittany and her crones, the two of which Brittany had to stop their cheering. Jade gathered her books to go, but as soon as she stood up, a spiral of dizziness made her grab her temples in pain. Frank was able to grab her before she crashed into her desk. As he held her friend till she regained her balance, he looked towards his teacher who silently understood.

"Frank, Paco you both can help Jade."

Frank allowed Jade to wrap her arm around his shoulder as he helped her maneuver threw the desks. Paco followed close behind with her bag and Mr. Baine's note in hand. As soon as they made it to the hallways, Jade tried her hand at walking on her own.

"So Jade, how did you know all that history?"

"Well for one thing Jackie's an archaeologist. You have to know history in order to find the artifacts and know what's real and fake. Plus the whole 'awakening' helped."

"Yah I still don't get that."

"When one of us 'Masters' are awaken, we gain all the memories of our past. So if I was around when the Titanic sank, I would remember it."

"Oh ok but weren't the Masters around way before the Titanic?"

"Well yes and no. See my power is I can't die, but at the same time I can."

"Yah lost me."

"Ok let me put it this way. After the whole big battle all the Masters lost their bodies. Since my power is over immortality, I couldn't really die. So instead I got reborn, every time my physical bodied died in my next life, my soul was then reborn again and again. So now that I'm awaken, I not only have the memories of when I was a Master, but also all the memories of the lives I had after."

"Man, that's a lot to remember."

"Cheee, no duh."

"I'm sorry Y'ade, I remember what it was like when I went through a transformation."

"You what?"

Jade turned her attention to Paco, her eyes producing the same beastly glare as when she became the dog like creature. Paco was at first taken back by the death like stare, what had he done to anger Jade in such away?

"Well yes, I mean I'm just saying I know what it's like. When I wore the Oni mask I felt the power take over and then when it was removed and I felt, well me, take back control. I can relate to the same feeling, that's all."

"That's all, THAT'S ALL? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!"

Paco could swear the he saw Jade's hair begin to stand on end, and her front canines were growing in size and in sharpness. Clearly he had said the wrong thing.

"You think having your memories awakened is like being possessed! How dare you even try to compare the two! First of all, being awakened is one of the most traumatic, painful and soul draining experiences one could ever go through, that's why we Masters chose to undergo it, as a sacrifice to the entire human race! You have no idea what it truly is. This isn't like remembering a lost number or remembering your favorite tv show is about to come on!"

"I'm sorry Y'ade, I just meant"

"You don't even understand what you meant! When we are awaken all of our memories from the past or restored to us. All of them. An entire life time we remember and yet somehow have to separate. We remember everything, the good, the bad and the truly traumatic. You can't even comprehend what we're going through, especially me!"

"Woah woah, hey take it easy Jade. Paco was just shooting his mouth off is all. Of course we can't under.."

Frank was caught off guard by something he had never seen before, something any male of any age would call cheating. Jade was crying, streams of hot tears freely fell from her golden eyes. Paco felt a tight knot form in his stomach, had he done this? Was he so careless to bring someone who he thought was as tough as nails to tears?

"You have no idea. All the pain that someone feels in a life time, I have to feel that tenfold. I remember holding my daughter as she died in my arms. I remember my husband's head being cut off in front of me. I remember the villagers setting fire to my home, with my infant son still inside. I remember having to lie, cheat, steal and lay with various men just so I could survive. I remember the cold knife as it pierced my flesh, or the poison as it burned and engulfed my body from within. I swear I can still fell it at times! So no Paco you DON'T know what any of this is like, this is not just gaining powers so we can play superheroes, this is reliving all the mistakes of the past and realizing you may damn well have to repeat them again. I Died before Paco and now I very well may have to again. So the next time you have that kind of problem, then you can say you relate!"

Jade began to storm off down the hall, away from the nurses' office. She found the doors leading outside and forced them apart. Frank and Paco followed after her, true she was mad but she was also still recovering. Suddenly Jade stood in the middle of the walk way. The cool breeze lifted her hair and made it resemble a silver cape. The boys were afraid to approach her, when she slowly turned to face them. Although her eyes were closed she slowly began to open them.

"Tell the others to bring the black pyramid."

Before the boys could question her meaning, a large dark figure landed behind her, creating craters in the cement path. The scaled creature wrapped its arms around the girl and no sooner had he landed did he leap away. In what seemed less than a second, Jade had been abducted by some green scaled monster.

And there we have chapter 10, chapter 11 should be up before Sunday. Let me know what y'all thought