AN: Sorry it has taken a while, but I just finished exams and have had a cold, knowing anything I would write would be horrible. Anyway, hope you like it, enjoy and review!

Sydney's POV

I brushed my shoulder-length blond hair, patting it down where it stuck up on the sides and made sure to cover my neck. I had discovered the hickey when I had first looked in the mirror, deciding not to inform Adrian. I didn't need his ego inflating anymore than it already was.

Adrian had implored me to stay in bed and "sleep in," but I decided to have an early start. He looked so cute in bed, with his face resting softly against my pillow and the covers barely covering his chest... I shake my head. Work. Right. Focus Sydney.

I finish my hair and make-up and walk out of the room, slipping on some black slacks and a red – wait! What! I didn't lay that out. I didn't even pack it...Adrian! I turn to glare at the man in question as he leans back, supporting half his body weight on his arms, and exposing more of his beautiful body. However, I will not be deterred from my task.

"Adrian, dear," I ask in my sickliest, sweetest voice that I sometimes hear girls in those stupid movies that my female friends like to watch at our school, "where is my other blouse?"

"What blouse? I didn't see a white blouse."

I put my hands on my hips and my glare depends.

"Then how do you know it was white?"

He ignores me. His lucky I love him.

"Blouse...blouse...yep. DEFINITLY did not see a white blouse anywhere. You sure you didn't...misplace it somewhere, apple pie?"

"I don't have time for this Adrian."

"Well, wear the red one then."

I groan, throwing on the blouse and buttoning it up, before heading to the desk and opening a jewellery case, where I had placed my amulets and charmed pieces for the trip. I pick up the small pouch attached to a thin leather cord and slip it around my neck. It was the most important piece as it stopped the spirit uses from seeing any emotional adaptations to my aura (meaning my relationship with Adrian would continue to be a secret), it's not 100% full proof yet, but I'm working on it. Like a lot of things.

I add the other pieces I might need (and my secret project) to either my body or my bag, before walking over to Adrian and bending down to kiss him quickly.

"Join me soon."

"Will do, Parsnip"

I shake my head and walk out the door, locking it on the way out.

"Hiya darlin'. Long time, no see, right?"

I stumble slightly, only I refuse to show my fear. I was so close to the lab which the rest of the ingredients were stored (I had used up the ones delivered to my room). I knew they'd be back, I just wasn't expecting to see them so soon and without Adrian...Adrian! Oh, god. How am I going to get away without using my magic? I can't use the same trick as before!

"Aww...Not talking to us?"

I walk faster before trying to run, but one of them grabs my arm and I am pulled to a halt.

"Leave me alone."

"Don't be like that, beautiful."

I go to scream but another one sees and covers my mouth. I look around. There isn't anyone there.

My eyes narrow as the same guy, the one from my last trip to court, steps forward and runs his fingers up and down my body, from my cheekbone to my hip.

"You shouldn't have come back, cutie. I thought you alchemist were supposed to be smart..." He shakes his head mockingly. "All well, lets get this over with, shall we? I'm not the only one here who wants a taste of you."

My eyes widen as he quickly pulls me out of my captive's hands and sinks his teeth in my neck. A slight slither of pleasure erupts, but disappears a second later as he backs a way, spitting out blood. I look closer to the skin my blood touched begging to peel. As if my blood was acid.

He screams what seems to be hours later, alerting my body. I hadn't moved. Why didn't I move?

However, as I began to move rage began to take over my body. How dare they? If it wasn't for the magic in my blood (the acidic effect probably due to the increase of magic in my veins) I could have been drained and left here to die, or worse. And to think of the other girls who would of shared the same fate. So, instead of running, I turned on the other guys and allowed my anger to fuel my power. They still remained frozen, staring at that vile...thing...on the ground.

I began to think of ways to punish them, to stop them from doing this ever again. No one deserved to be pressured into anything, to be violated. Keith suddenly came to mind and I realised what the perfect punishment would be. They took something from me; I'll take something from them.

After I was done, I left the boys there. No one would believe their stories and if they did...well, the future doesn't look so bright for them. I'd use a memory erasing potion but it would take too much magic, and what is the point of punishing them if they don't remember the reason for it?

I reached up to feel my neck; I'd have to put some of that salve Ms Terwilliger gave me on it before I left. If the boys a stupid enough to tell anyone about it, I don't need to supply evidence for their cause. Whatever it might be.

I sigh, lowering my hand. Adrian will, as Kristin would say, "freak."