I'm back guys, I am not dead. I'm glad I got this done before Christmas, so I can say this is my present to all of my loyal viewers who have helped me get this far Keep on rocking everyone, and this will get far, I feel it.

With nothing else to say, enjoy!

November 19th

Helen's fist connected with her target's jaw, picking them up off of their feet and sending them to the ground. She glanced to the side to see the other one try to attack her from the side. She leaned back and grabbed his wrist as his fist sailed past her face. Turning sharply, she grabbed his arm with both hands and flipped him through the air, slamming him on his back and knocking the wind out of him.

Helen huffed. She stuffed her hands in to her pockets and backed up to inspect her handy work. Her day had just started not too long ago, and here she was, already beating on bullies that decided to beat on other people. She knew them from her school, and she was sure they knew her. One of them was sitting up, dazed, and rubbing his jaw, which was sporting an already darkening bruise on the right side. Then she glanced down at the other. On his back, limbs spread out, he was definitely out of it, if his blank expression, mouth gaping like he was a fish and his quiet groans were any indication.

Without a word she turned to the one who was still conscious and pointed over her shoulder. He glared up at her, and moved as if he were about to jump up and attack her again.

Helen's face remained stoic. He didn't jump at her. Try to punch her, or even try for a cheap shot. He had lost. He shuffled on his knees to his fallen friend and shook him. When he was finally coherent enough to walk –or try to walk- he was his friend's crutch and helped him hobble along. Or he dragged his fellow bully along when his legs gave out.

As she looked after them, watching them walk away, she found herself unable to enjoy this victory over the school bullies like she usually did. She frowned, her face scrunched up to express her unhappiness. She started for school with little else to do.

***Flashback***

Helen unceremoniously kicked open the school doors, and took a couple long strides outside. She was grinning from ear to ear. She threw her hands in the air, and stretched back, inhaling the fresh air at the same, "Aahh! Sitting around for eight hours, five days a week is such a bummer…! Mmm, but at least it's over!" She laughed to herself.

She opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. She always chose to use the lesser used exits when the school day was over. This one in particular was one of her most used. It went out to a sketchier portion of the school with graffiti covered walls, tall weeds and little light. It was a section of the school that was left behind and practically forgotten when the new wing was added in her freshman year.

She thought it was a great place. There was little noise, practically none except for the occasional cricket and or frog. She could get away from the people, and not get swept up in the fast-moving river of students wanting to go home.

She crouched down, and allowed a roly poly climb on to her finger. She chuckled lightly. The feeling of his tiny little legs moving around as it crawled along her finger and then on to the back of her hand.

"Let's put you up here. We don't need ya getting squished…" Helen said softly, placing the little bug on a row of bricks that were left over from something or other, she had no idea of what it was though.

"Huh!"

Her head whipped around here a thud. It was only sound save for humming and buzzing of the few bugs. But this was much louder. It sounded like something hitting metal. Thud. And there it was again. She looked around, trying to find the source. Thud. Was it skin?

"Someone would be screaming in pain…" She started jogging in the general direction the noise was coming from. It had to be close by. It may have been loud, but that was because there was very little noise in this area.

Thud.

"Footsteps…?" She could hear faint thuds seconds before that same noise reached her ears. Over and over, a few seconds of silence followed the loudest of them, and then the footsteps, the same loud noise, and then silence again, "What the hell?"

"Hah!" She was getting close to it. There was no mistaking it. Up ahead she spotted an old rusted gate. She could see remnants of still green astro-turf. She slowed her jogging speed to a walk, and got closer to the wall. She reached the corner and peered around to see an abandoned practice field, one she remembered from her freshman days when this place was more crowded.

It wasn't so abandoned now. Sure, there was one person, but still.

"Hah!"

The kid was dressed in a simple grey polo shirt and track pants that were her school colors. He swung his leg and with his bare foot he struck the ball and it was sent rocketing in to the old goal that was bereft of a net, leaving the rust coated metal frame. It curved through the air and struck the top bat.

It spun there. Helen's eyes widened and her mouth drop. It spun in place, chipping off thousands of pieces of rus. It gradually slowed down to the point it simply fell to the ground with a dull thud. She looked at the sizable dent it had left in the thick piece of metal. It was still incredibly durable despite its age; that she knew.

She could see dozens of soccer balls gathered around the goal. And an equal number of dents in the metal frame.

'That's a powerful kick… Superhuman even,' She thought. She had to see it again to make sure and her eyes quickly went back to the kid. Just when he was about to get a running start to kick the next ball, his phone rang. He brought it out…

"Oui?" He answered.

Helen sighed. That was probably his parents or something. There was no real point to interrogating him. Sure, she could probably get him to slip about whatever power he might have, but he could just have strong legs and it was as simple as that. That post was durable, but it wasn't immune to hard hits.

She turned and began her walk home.

***End Flashback***

Helen jumped. She was snapped from her thoughts by a bump against her shoulder. Her head snapped around, and she heard a frightened squeak like noise. She finally came too, and realized that it was just some shorter boy. He certainly looked scared, and Helen sighed. She jerked her head, and that was his signal to go away. He did just that, walking away very quickly.

She stood there for a moment. She glanced around and she could see groups of students walking past her, some giving her strange looks, and the rest ignored her altogether. Turning around she found herself in front of her school. How long had she been walking?

"Hey… Helen," She glanced to her right in time to see Seth walk by her, "Stand there any longer and birds are gonna start roosting," He said with a lazy smile. Helen narrowed her eyes, clearly annoyed with his joke. Birds ate insects! Not cool! Seth saw the imminent danger. He raised his good hand in defense, his right arm still in a sling, "Sorry, sorry… Yeah… Later… I guess," He said rather awkwardly, jogging up the steps.

Helen rubbed the back of her neck, "Yeah… See ya," She started up the steps, shifting her back pack strap on her shoulder.

'He had a French accent, and I only know one or two people with French accents… I think that kid's name was Pierre… Huh, gonna have to ask him about that sometime. It was an old goal post so who knows.' She shrugged to herself.

Jump Star Private Academy

'Maybe an ice spell will do the trick…? Making the roads slippery! Yeah… But wait, I may have to do the same with the road behind the officers, and that would cut off their escape route… Wouldn't it?' Ariana ran her fingers through her black tresses. Her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the plays, 'Why can't things be simpler?! An anti-gravity spell? But what if I lose control… That bridge could go in to the air or fold under the weight, putting everyone's lives at stake…'

"Ms. Masters…"

She rapidly tapped her pencil against her wooden desk, 'A fire spell to melt the tires… But that could lose control as well! Ahhh Crap! I almost forgot about the trucks!' She thought, dropping her pencil, 'I have to account for Any and All kinds of firepower that Rancid could have packed away!'

"Ms. Masters…!"

'RPGs, some new high-tech, military lasers... New tech has been on the rise so I can't rule anything out… But Rancid would be one for destructive weapons that could do a lot of collateral… Maybe dad has heard something!'

"Ms. Masters! Pay attention this instant!"

"Eep!" Ariana jumped out of her seat, and nearly jumped out of her skin as well. Eyes wide, she noticed her teacher giving her a pointed and rather annoyed stare. She glanced around the room to see all eyes were on her. She could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks, her skin growing warmer. She had just yelped in front of the entire class… Her hand came up to gently cover her mouth, and her blush turned a shade darker.

"Uhm…" She murmured.

"Ms. Masters, you may have some of the top grades in this class, and your father may be the Chief of Police, but that gives you no right to slack off in my class, or any other for that matter! Do I make myself clear?" The teacher said sternly, smacking his ruler against the wooden top of his desk, surprising a few other students.

Ariana nodded, keeping her head bowed, "Yes, I understand, Mr. Zane…"

"Good, now take your seat and we'll continue our lesson."

Ariana was quick to sit down. She wanted to disappear… And now that she was beginning to calm down after being so abruptly torn from her thoughts, now that the embarrassment was wearing off, she knew for a fact that she could disappear.

But then again, she was in the middle of class. With a couple dozen other people. And she was having difficulty making clothes disappear along with her…

Her eyes shut tightly. She hated this…

'Ice spell… Anti-gravity spells… No,' She thought. She had a variety of spells that would be useful. And she was sure she had many more. If only she had her spell book with her…

'… I can figure this out! I can figure this out!' She chanted in her mind. She could figure out something by tomorrow… Right?

Ariana waved to her friends as they walked off. It was the second time she had to decline their offer to hang out. With Rancid drawing closer and closer, school and all of her 'extracurricular activities', she doubted she had the time to hang out. She leaned back against her lockers and she sighed. Her shoulders slumped…

'I keep this up and I won't have any friends left… Then again, friends will be the least of my worries soon enough. Johnny comes first…'

She turned to leave and head back home. She had some serious planning to do. She would devise a plan to stop Johnny even if it took her all night!

Ariana perked up seeing Annie not too far away, her back to her. She opened her mouth to call to her friend, but as a few students passed by, and Annie was in full view, she stopped. Annie was talking with Freddy…

That was puzzling. She didn't mind her friend speaking with other people, of course not. But… Freddy? Even she thought the boy was odd. Her eyes narrowed and a pink gleam shined in her eyes. Her eyes zoomed in so that she could clealr see them. Freddy was averting his eyes; she could see him visibly shaking. He almost seemed… nervous. His thumb was scratching at the styrofoam of his coffee cup. It could've been coffee jitters, after talking with him yesterday she was ninety-nine percent positive he loved his caffeine. But yet…

She noticed Annie stop speaking and Freddy briskly walked away. Annie tapped her cane against the ground and turned in her direction. A wide smile spread across her friend's face, and Ariana jumped.

"Ariana!" Her eyes lost their gleam, and she smiled. Annie approached her, and she lightly tapped her cane against the side of her shoe. Annie embraced her briefly and Ariana hugged her friend back in turn.

"How did you know it was me?" She asked her friend.

"Your perfume, I could smell it from a mile away," Annie said.

"Uh…" Ariana gaped, "Is it… that strong?" She sniffed herself.

"No no no!" Annie quickly caught herself, "I mean I'm around you so much and you where that same brand. I could recognize it anywhere!"

"Oh, okay!" Ariana replied. She glanced away for a second, unsure of whether she should ask the question on her mind or not. She glanced at her friend. Annie tilted her head in confusion, and she lightly tapped the side of Ariana's shoe again.

"You're still there… You're being kinda quiet though, penny for your thoughts?"

"Uhm… I saw you talking to Freddy from our class," Ariana stated. For a brief second, she could've sworn she saw Annie frown, "If you don't mind me asking… What was it about? He seemed kind of nervous."

Annie waved her hand, "Ah, I was just giving him some friendly advice: Lay off of the caffeine," She chuckled, "I could feel him shaking while I was talking to him. The guy is a bundle of nerves. You saw how jumpy he was when you talked to him, right?"

Ariana nodded, murmuring, "Yeah…"Her bright smile returned, "All right then, I was just curious! C'mon, I walk out with you!"

"Want to hang out?" Annie asked her.

"No can do, sorry," Ariana replied apologetically, "I have to help my dad with a few things." She gently placed a hand on Annie's shoulder, ready to help her in case she fell. As they walked along, out of the corner of her eye she spied Freddy talking on his cellphone.

'Coffee jitters… Obviously…' She mentally nodded. That was it.

Helen leaned back against her locker, scanning through the message on her phone. School was out for the day, so she could do this without worry of annoying teachers confiscating it. Better yet, many students had gone, so there were few to annoy her. Even the bullies took a break from beating on their victims; she hadn't needed to teach any of them lessons except for the two from earlier.

A smile spread across her face. Today was a good day…

"Watch out! Sorry! Coming through! Move!" She glanced up to see Seth running around a couple freshmen who were talking casually. They were shoved aside in to the lockers by Russell who was hot on Seth's heels, his two lackeys; Terry and Shaw were behind him.

"Cut him off!" Russell shouted. Terry and Shaw turned sharply down the hallway on their right as they passed by it. Helen pushed herself off of the lockers, glaring after Russell. Students jogged after them, mostly those from the Junior and Senior classes, wanting to see the fight.

"What in the world is going on out here?" Ms. Irons stepped out of her room, and from her tone and body language, she demanded answers.

"Trouble…" Helen started running as well. The hallways were beginning to fill up with people wanting to see the fight, and were blocking her path. She quickly took a right down the same hallway Terry and Shaw had taken, "Give the guy a break Russell!" She hissed.

"Ms. Walker!" Ms. Irons shouted after her, "Ms. Walker!"

And that's all.

So what did you guys think? Ariana is on the verge of freaking out, Helen might have found something and Seth… Is not having a good time right now.

I'll be back after Christmas with a new chapter… Mm, you know what, January 1st, 2014. That is when the next chapter will be out And I promise you action!

Until then everyone, I bid you, Adieu.