Author's Note: Well, if you're reading this chapter then I suppose you've read the others too so...I hope you're enjoying my story. I'm trying to improve and listen to your advice, I hope that this meets your expectations. Any other improvements you can think of, don't hesitate to tell me because I will do my best to incorporate them in my writing. There are parts of this that may seem a little...well, I don't know how to put it. Several sentences I read didn't seem to flow that well but I wasn't sure how to fix them. Anyway, if you spot anything, just let me know, but I've tried to make this as interesting as possible. :)

Oh, and, if you've mentioned an improvement to me before and you don't see much of an improvement in this chapter, tell me again. It can take a while for the message to get through. :)

Mina hesitated before she opened the front door that lead to Coates Academy. What was she doing, staying with a load of cruel people? Wouldn't she be better off staying in town, where people seemed so much less...hostile? She sighed and pushed open the door that creaked on its rusty hinges in need of oiling. Mina walked as quietly as she could through the hall, not really wanting to attract any attention. She'd had a hard day and had a severe head ache, so could do without meeting anyone. Unfortunately, as she passed a room on the second floor, Mina, quite literally, walked into Caine. "Will you watch-" he began but then stopped as he realised who it was "ah, Mina. Back from your little trip, are you?"

"Yes." She said a little stiffly.

"Well?" Caine asked, leaning against a doorframe in an attempt to appear nonchalant but hastily standing up straight again as the sharp splintered wood dug into his arm. Mina almost allowed herself a smile because she could see how impatient Caine was to find out about Sam. Why, he was almost...worried. "Not much to tell." Said Mina, shrugging "I wouldn't be too worried if I were you Caine, Sam isn't planning anything against you. He's just trying to figure out how to feed everyone, that's all."

"That's it?" Said Caine, a little dubious.

"Yes." Mina was trying to finish the conversation as soon as possible so she could go and lie down for a few hours to clear her head.

"You're telling me," said Caine "that you were gone for the whole day and all you found out was that Sam has no food?" He laughed a couple of times but there was no mirth in his laughter "that was no big secret. I already know that and I'm not a mind reader, am I?"

"I went for a wander around, just to get the general mood of the area. Anyway, I spoke to Sam and he doesn't know what I can do or that I'm staying here so he thinks I'm not threat."

"Alright, we'll send you back again sometime soon then. Once I've thought of a course of action, you can go down and set some things up." Caine brushed past Mina and walked towards the stairs, apparently pleased with Mina's report. Mina didn't even think to check what Caine was thinking because by now she had blind spots in front of her eyes due to her head ache.

Caine walked down the carpeted stairs, one hand sliding along the banister absent-mindedly as he thought. She's lying to me. She has to be. But how do you find anything out from someone who can keep anything from you? Who can read your mind... He frowned slightly, considering his options. Mina was too strong...too powerful. She needed putting back in her place because...Caine didn't like people who were a possible threat to him. As he neared the bottom of the stairs, Caine noticed Drake sneaking out of a room with a brown leather bag under one arm and, if Caine's eyes didn't deceive him, his fingers were stained red with blood. Instead of the series of questions and accusations that would have ordinarily been raised in his head, Caine thought Drake. And smiled to himself. Drake. I knew that little sadist would come in handy one day. "Drake." Called Caine. Drake guiltily turned around, dropping the bag and kicking it under a small wooden table beside him. Caine's smile grew wider as the psychopath hid his hands behind his back. "Drake. I need you to do a job for me."

It was late. Mina couldn't be sure of the time as she stared at the full moon outside her window. A ghostly white light spilled into the room, bathing Mina's face and other pieces of furniture in moonlight. There was a stretch of empty space in front of her, a place that had once been the playing fields for Coates Academy. It didn't really feel like a school anymore, it felt more like a prison. Mina took in several stick like trees as she thought about why her new 'home' felt so much like a prison. After all, she wasn't being kept against her will, she was free to go whenever she wanted. Whether Caine got angry or not, it didn't matter. That was his problem, not hers. Mina's ear pricked up at a sound...were they footsteps? But then the sound died away and Mina turned her attention back to the window.

Her eyes blurred and she stared at nothing in particular as she sat on the stool near her window. The thing about the room Mina was in was that it was quite old. The door didn't shut properly and the floorboards creaked...well, that was if you stepped on the loose ones. So when Mina's midnight visitor crept into her room she didn't hear the door handle being turned because the door had opened of its own accord whilst Mina has slept earlier on. It was a little too late to turn around once the floorboards started creaking. "Surprised?" Said a voice behind Mina. The hairs of the back of her neck bristled and she tensed, turning around slowly to see the visitor even though she knew full well who it was. You don't forget a voice like that. Not when you've seen the owner of it torturing people. Hurting them and...laughing while he did it.

Mina couldn't say anything, her voice frozen with fear. You might think she's over reacting, but, really, she wasn't. She knew exactly what Drake was a capable of and the scariest thing was...she didn't know what he was going to do next. Drake chuckled and said "miss me?" There were a few moments of silence and then "I thought not." The next thing Mina knew she was being pinned against the nearest wall by an unseen hand. Caine. "You set me up." Said Mina through gritted teeth.

"Oh, really?" Said Caine, a hint of amusement in his tone "I didn't think that was possible, my little mind reader."

"What. Do. You. Want." Said Mina, trying to hold her head high but her body was trembling.

"I want to know why-" Caine felt Mina trying to get into his mind so he said "Drake." Drake smiled gleefully, his eyes bright. If you ever see a psychopath smiling at you manically then take this piece of advice. Run. Unfortunately for Mina, she was pinned to the wall, so all she could do was stand there and hope for the best. Drake curled his whip around Mina's neck, gradually growing tighter until Mina gasped and let go of Caine's mind. "That's better." Said Caine "now we're all equal."

"I would hardly call having telekinetic powers equal." Spat Mina, but Drake's whips was still curled loosely around her neck so she didn't dare say anything else. "There are cheaters in the world, Mina. I am one of them." Said Caine, walking closer "and I think you're one of them, too."

"I have no idea-"

"You lied to me, didn't you?"

"I di-"

"As I said before, I find it hard to believe that Sam isn't up to anything. I find it awfully hard to believe and I'd like you to tell me the truth." Caine gave one of his warmest smiles "and then we'll have no trouble."

"Caine, I swear, I have nothing else to say. That really is all-"

"Maybe you're telling the truth. Maybe you're not." Caine shrugged "I'll never know, but I'm not about to give up trying to find out." His face was inches from hers now. Mina closed her eyes "Caine," she whimpered, her voice high and thin "I never meant to do any harm. I don't want to hurt anyone. But, I promise that I've told you everything I know. Promise-" a few tears rolled down her cheeks making her look like the little girl she felt like inside. Caine smashed her head against the wall, making Mina let out a cry. "Tell me the truth and I'll leave now." Caine's voice was a low, dangerous whisper.

"There's nothing else to tell..." Mina's voice was barely audible and more tears ran uncontrollably down her cheeks. Caine frowned and then released his hold on her "come on Drake, we'll try again in the morning." Caine started towards the door as Drake uncurled his whip from Mina's throat, she eyed him warily. Caine turned around at the door and said "Drake." Before he could do anything about it Drake had grabbed Mina's ankle with his whip and dragged her to the floor. There was a crack as her head hit the floor and Caine shook his head at Drake whilst he removed his whip from the unconscious girl's leg. Once they were out of the room Caine said "I told you to scare her not to kill her."

"She's not dead." Drake rolled his eyes and then stopped, a strange look coming over his face "but if you-"

"No, Drake." Caine shot him a look. "We want her alive." Drake muttered to himself as they walked down the hall "oh, and by the way," said Caine, smiling slightly "what were you doing with that bag?" You've never seen anyone move faster...well, unless you happen to be friends with Brianna. Drake disappeared down the stairs and Caine sighed as he walked into his room. The things I have to deal with, he thought, if Mina would just tell the truth it would make it easier for everyone. The moon darted behind a cloud and Caine's room was plunged into darkness. For a while, Caine just stood, letting the black settle around him. Then he burrowed underneath the covers on his bed and awaited yet another sleepless night.