Walking down the old wooden panelled corridor, I smiled to myself.

Alyssa and Alice had been bickering as soon as we left the classroom and their arguments never failed to be anything but entertaining.

'…That's a bunch of rubbish' Alice snapped

'No its not, its perfect and it makes sense. Due to you and your wicked witch ways, we are now suffering. I bet you anything we're going to be excluded for encouraging relations with Satan' Alyssa sighed.

Alice sighed heavily and stamped her foot, ' I cannot believe I am having to defend myself over this, what is the world coming to…?'

The ironic thing about their conversation was the fact that yes this was a Catholic Girls school (no, not everyone is catholic, there are no nuns and boys are allowed in from 6th form) and at least one class had a strict religious person ready to preach out to you.

Well in our class, it was Alice and Alyssa.

Except –and this is where the similarities end- Alyssa was against any "certain liquids" tainting her soul while Alice freely accepted that (not to mention the secret stash of books in her room all about the spiritual and unseen forces, or "witchcraft textbooks" as some people called them) but she'd also expect us to go to church the next morning with a hangover.

'Okay, seriously guys, why do you think they need us?' Kailah asked

Alyssa sighed heavily, 'I'm telling you, its for encouraging relations with Satan! Or you guys have been exposed on facebook with your dodgy house party pictures…' she trailed off.

We all knew better then to argue with her. It would always end up with her calm as anything with us getting stressed to the point of tearing out our hair trying to prove our point.

We walked down the steps in silence, thinking what was going to happen.

What Alyssa had said had been crazy, but with this school, it was possible.

Stepping into the corridor where the main offices were situated, we paused.

'Where do we go?' whispered Davina, 'No idea…' I whispered back.

The hallway was surprisingly empty, it was normally full of late students or teachers who were signing in, but today, there was none of that.

There was a click behind us and we turned to find the door to the dining room slightly open.

It was normally used for meetings with governors or any important visitors and had massive bay windows that looked out into the courtyard of the school, filling the room with light.

This time it was different.

From what I could see of it, it was pitch dark.

Yuki had just muttered out an 'okay then…' before a pale hand shot out, beckoning us in.

As a reflex we all screamed, but whoever was inside didn't seem too impressed with that and hissed a 'Be quiet and get in'.

We did as we were told.

Stepping into the room was like stepping into another world.

The curtains were drawn and clipped together, almost as if making sure no light entered the room.

The décor was normally that of a vintage regal feel, with all the swirls and gold's around the furniture.

Now, with the lack of light, it looked more gothic.

There was a fireplace situated on the far right, along with 2 sofas.

A tall woman, dressed in clothes that fitted the vintage feel of the room stood with her back to us.

Burly men stood on each side of her, black suits, black gloves and one of those Bluetooth headsets. Now that was very James Bond.

'I should really be saying sorry for the lack of lighting my dears, the UV rays are a lot stronger up north and we are more susceptible to damage here, but compared to the risk you exposed us to, I wont.' The woman said.

'Magnificent place London was…still is really. Last time I was here, it was in the middle of the blitz. Our German kind were planning to overthrow the royal family, luckily we got here in time, the only person actually hurt was an observing bystander, the fool didn't know when to turn away when told to…' she added

Someone behind us coughed.

We had actually forgotten that there was someone else in the room apart from the 3 we had our eyes on.

'You must get to the point, we don't have much time. You mortals can go closer you know. We cant guarantee that we wont bite, but it saves you straining your precious ears.'

We all hesitated, scared to look at the man behind us and scared to step forward.

'Oh gods sake, sheep the lot of you' he muttered and walked past us to stand near the woman.

'We don't have time' the woman snapped at the guy who had made his way towards one of the sofas next to her.

'Okay, well in that case, tell us who the hell you are and why you're here then' Dawn said.

There was an underlying tension in her voice and those who knew her well knew that she was working up to her psychopathic number 1 bitch mode.

The man (the same as before, the other 2 'bodyguards' just seemed to be really large statues) laughed. He was lounged on the sofa as if he was at home. A leg up on the sofa, and an arm spread out on the armrest.

The laugh was short and almost a growl, his face turned neutral to stare at us before saying 'as if you don't know'.

'But we don't. So why don't you just answer the question instead of giving us riddles? Okay? Cha man, wasting our time…' Kailah trailed off, ending with a kiss of her teeth to prove her point.

The man's eyes diverted to us as a group to just her, his face still free of any emotion.

'Feisty bunch, aren't you?'

Alice let out a long loud sigh, 'wasting my time…' she said, I was sure I saw the woman tense up, which I was sure was Alice's intention.

I wasn't even sure if she had finished the sentence but the next thing I knew, they guy was right there up in her face, eyes as hard as stone.

'Wasting your time, are we? Can't believe the cheek you guys have… a threat to our existence and home and you complain about wasting us wasting your time?' He snarled, his eyes focused on Alice.

He quickly jumped up and walked round to the other side of the room, mumbling 'if it was up to me, we'd have run round and snapped your little necks by now…'

Dawn, hearing this, had to react. 'Excuse me? What the fuck is your problem? What have we exactly done to you!?'

'Oliver' the woman said quietly, but threatening. Almost like a warning you give a child throwing a tantrum in public.

"Oliver" (whom I'm presuming was the guy with fantasies to kill us) chose to ignore her, and simply turned on his heel to face us.

He gave a smile, slightly crooked, slightly hot (you know, if you were into the whole 'rugged' tree-hugger, hippy look –I think the ponytail gave it away).

'Why don't I show you?' he said still smiling,

'Oliver.' The woman warned again, her voice stronger then before.

'You' his eyes snapped to Dawn 'Chatty number 1, come here.'

Dawn frowned and looked around at us, then with a shrug she came forward.

I knew if she was scared she wasn't going to show it.

I think it was part of her being Irish.

'And you, chatty number 2' Oliver pointed two fingers at Kailah.

'And chatty number 3' he moved the two finger point towards Alice, 'come here as well'

Alice moved forward with confidence and a frown on her face, while Kailah hesitated and had to be pushed forward by Alyssa.

She looked back, met eyes with Alyssa, and kissed her teeth.

Alyssa laughed and muttered 'tramp'.

'So. You guys want to know what you've done, eh?' Oliver said, hands in pockets, jumping from one foot to another.

'Would say playing dumb, but then again with humans, especially teenagers, its not really playing most of the time, is it?'

The woman moaned, as if she was in pain.

With Oliver being the centre of attention we forgot that she was even there.

'Oh for fu-' Dawn began to yell, stepping forward.

She never finished her sentence.

Almost as quickly as her outburst had been, Oliver was faster and had lifted her up almost as if she weighed nothing and shoved her through the wall, where she disappeared.

We screamed.