Hi everyone! I am back~! ^^ I am sorry that I haven't updated in almost a whole moth, so sorry! T-T But instead of being depressing, now it is time to be evil, hehehehe… As you may remember, I knocked Heng Shi out (Have no idea why he became unconscious for a whole month) in the last chapter because he wanted to kill my readers. (I planned on doing this for a long time…) He wanted to have some fun, but thanks to my awesome giant hammer I stopped him. Now it is time for payback!

-A spotlight lights up in the room, showing Heng Shi tied to a chair. I dance into the light and pat his head-

I tied Heng Shi here to a chair since he will not be very happy with the prank we are giving him. I have a friend with me who is much better at this stuff than me. Say hi to Jing! ^^

Jing: Hi everyone, shall we begin? –Gives a small wave-

Yea, sure. Let me just tell the readers something first. The prank we will do towards Heng Shi is pretty simple; we will give him a make-over! Jing here will do most of the work while I write my story. I had to come up with this prank myself since you guys didn't help me… -Emo cloud- Is my story really that bad?

Jing: -Stares blankly at me- If your story would have been bad, no one would review, even less add your story as favourite.

Yea, you're right! Now I am happy again! –Happy dance-

Jing: Alright let's do this before the boy wakes up… -Brings up a lot of hair supplies-

Yea… -Brings up a lot of make-up- Enjoy the story everyone, while we enjoy the prank. Heng Shi will so hate me for this. Kukukuku…

I followed the strange girl out from the dojo, still glaring at her while rubbing my still broken nose. She turns around and began to walk towards the school building. The blond butler looks hesitant as he walks beside her, keep sending glances back towards me. That blond guy interrupted my fight with the bastard; or rather it was the red eyed girl. She was the one who stepped up first. She pisses me off just by being in her presence, which is why I tried to hit her. That girl is so strange; I usually don't get angry at one person just by being close to him/her. I also have this strange feeling that I have met her before.

We walked inside into the big hallway, which is now completely empty. They are about 20 ft in front of me, so I could not hear what they were saying. I finally cracked my nose in the right position. The girl glares sharply at the butler, who is now kneeling down to her like she is some kind of princess. Pft, yea right, that girl is clearly someone important to this school, but not a princess. And her aura is pissing me off for no clear reason, like she has done something completely humiliating towards me before. I want to kill her so bad, see her lifeless body on the floor and drain her empty on time energy as well as the time energy surrounding her. But why do I feel like I want to know more about her instead? Why do I hesitate!

I grind my teeth in anger as the girl says in a cold sharp tone "Are you questioning me Gao?" The butler Gao shakes his head. I walk faster towards them as Gao answers with a "No my lady". Why is that girl so different? I have to find out.

That is when I start to run towards them, I notice a small smile grace the girl's lips. She swiftly turns around and takes out a hidden knife in her sleeve and slashes it towards my stomach. I jump back, enough to only get a little cut on my shirt. I narrow my eyes at the still smiling girl, she won't smile much longer. I throw a kick in the stomach at the dumbfounded butler, making him crash into the wall with a sickening crack. The smooth stone now has a little buckle from the collision with the guys head. I see a flash of something similar to concern in the girl's eyes, so she cares. The girl turns towards me as I flash a small grin and pump some time energy into my legs so that I am behind the girl before she even has the time to blink. I put my palm against her back, pouring my own time energy through her body so that she is unable to move a single muscle and put my hidden knife against her throat. I carefully make small strings of my energy around her own energy source, slowly breaking her mind wall without her noticing while I say to her.

"I have no idea who you are, or which organisation you come from, but if you move around to much you will kill yourself. Now, I want to ask you some questions. What are you to this school? What is your name? Why do you piss me off just being in your presence, so much that I would like to kill you slowly and painfully? But here is my real question... Why do I hesitate?" I can hear her heartbeat increasing in speed, it seems like she have no idea how I stopped her movements. But it's natural, only the ones with the time treasure can control time energy in this level. I let her face muscles be the only things that will be able to move, because if she can move her head, she can knock me down. Since my face is right behind the back of her head. I am a little pissed that I am just as tall as this girl… Damn…

The girl answers my questions in a monotone voice. "I am too important to this school for you to kill me. If you do, be warned that you WILL be hunted and killed. Easily. You have no idea. My name is of no importance to you and maybe it is just your childish personality that makes me infuriating to you." I can hear the smirk in her voice when she says her last sentence. She lets out a short mirthless laugh before she continues. "You seem to have no control of your emotions, boy. And it seems I am the complete opposite of you. You don't think things through do you? Act then think, hm?" I let out a small growl. Sure it happens that I take chances, but I am not stupid as she makes it sound like. I got betrayed by my organisation about 2 weeks ago, so I am certain that I have trained longer that her. And my emotions are my power, so she just went too far. Her mind wall is soon gone, pretty weak in my opinion. She spoke once again, now in a mocking tone. "You sound like a dog, BOY."

I made my energy threads squeeze her source, certain that I have brought her to pain I speak in a cold angry tone. "Yea, so what. I like feelings; they make me who I am. Sure, I was taught to push away feelings because they make you weak, but for me it is the opposite. The angrier I am, the more I think. And the more I think, the more dangerous I am. No one has been alive long enough to even catch a glimpse of my true potential. Some people might say that anger devours you, making you unable to think, but I am not normal. I have trained far longer than you have." Her mind wall broke while I spoke to her, so I immediately connected my mind to hers, reading through her memories like a book. I saw a little boy with tanned skin and blond hair tied up in a ponytail. I also saw few glimpses of the elders from bloody rain, and also one about the attack before she managed to shove me out from her mind.

So, this girl comes from bloody rain, and that kid in her memory was named rain… And if I heard right, the girl called one of the elders father. Interesting… I step back from the girl and take away my hidden knife from her throat, still binding her, while I say. "Oh, and you have to watch your butler, he can be dead for all I care but I would like to see the whole school." Surely, that is a lie. I only want to find out more about this girl, she has some great potential if she is able to shove me out from her mind.

I drain back my energy from her body, with a feral grin plastered on my face. I remove my hand from her back and she turns cautiously around to look at me, with a slight hint of confusion in her eyes. That only makes my grin grow wider. She is a mystery to me, and I am now a mystery to her. We will both try to figure each other out, but I have a few more hints on her than she has to me. On my assassin's profile, I have brown flat hair instead of my spiky white. I forced the elders to post that picture on my information profile instead since I want my looks to be held a secret. I still have the same eyes though, but everything else is different on the picture. Ah~ Photoshop will hold my real identity safe. The girl looked over to the butler and put her knife back into her sleeve. She strode over to Gao's side, checking for his pulse.

I just stand there waiting, bored out of my mind. I couldn't care less about him. I begin to gather the time energy around the two, my necklace glowing with a faint white light. The girl also checked the back of his head, I could feel his injuries way over here and it isn't anything serious. Just a small concussion. She takes out her phone and begins to talk with the school nurse, describing where to find the blond. After her call she stands up and looks over to me, seeing my bored expression. I can see a little flare of anger before she abruptly turns and walks away from the scene with a 'follow me gesture' over her shoulder directed to me. That angry glare made an unfamiliar feeling in my chest; I look over to the unconscious butler. "You wanted to see the school right?" The girl says to me. I jumped over to the butler soundlessly and tap his forehead one time before following the girl. I think I am growing soft, healing his concussion like that. But for some reason, I feel like it is because of the girl that I healed him. Just like the time with that brat Kier in second life.

We walk down the large hallway to our first destination, me walking after the girl. I am now calm now that I hum some of my mother's songs inside my head, those songs are really calming. And that is coming from me who am almost all the time angry or irritated. I am so spaced out that I didn't notice when we walked to an elevator at the end of the hallway. A soft ding woke me up from my calming daze, I instantly became irritated. I stepped outside the elevator behind the girl and turned around to see what floor we where on. It says floor number two. I look to the right to look for the girl, but she was nowhere in sight. I turned left and saw her walking away in that direction. I kept my distance from her so I didn't see the need to quicken my pace. I again begin to hum the songs in my head, if I didn't I would surely think about how I would get out information from this girl or about that butler that I healed before. If I would think about those things it would lead to further different thoughts and that would lead to me being angry and well, you can figure out what would happen then now that the corridors are completely empty.

After walking for a few more silent minutes she stopped. Again, I was broken out from my daze and looked at thee door we just stopped in front of in irritation. (Get's irritated by every single thing huh?) Before us is a light wooden door with a small sign atop it, decorated with gold leaf, that boldly declared in swirly Vivaldi font that we are standing before the door of the classroom 104. The girl puts her fingers in the rectangular indent of a door handle and slides the door open and walked inside the classroom, me walking not too far behind. I can easily some to the conclusion that this is where my favourite subject will be, the art room.

The wallpaper and carpet is the same as the rest of the room. Mahogany office desks littered the room, splattered with many different colours of paint and with leather chairs behind them. Lining the walls are counters with sinks symmetrically placed four squares apart from each other in the counters. Art supplies in cups, bottles, and containers are placed upon the counters in spots marked by construction paper with the teachers writing on it taped to the wall. The teacher's desk stands at the foremost of the room, directly in front of a blackboard with the day's demonstrations still not erased. Paintings are lining the walls between cabinets and sculptures are lying unfinished or finished on the counters.

The room looks very expensive and charming at the same time. I must admit, this classroom is like the subject, art. "This is the art room, in case you haven't noticed." The girl said sarcastically. That made me scrawl a bit, I hate it when people make sarcastic comments. (Is there something you don't hate?... -_-) "It is your first period class. Your teacher is Mr. Hathaway." The girl turns around and walk out the door, I seriously want to kill her but I know that I can't. I take a few deep breaths; look around the room once again before making my way out. The girl waited for me outside and then began to walk down another hallway as I stepped out of the door. We soon arrive at room 183, me still singing in my head. The girl open the door and steps inside, letting me walk in and examine the room. "Science. Your teacher will be Ms. Clearwater." The girl says shortly. I wanted to glare at her, but instead I glared at the room as I examine it.

The science room is much like the art room with the exception of all the art supplies. In its place is everything a scientist would need. This room is on an outer wall of the school and has large windows that reach the ceiling and floor. There were leather window seats and many soft pillows at the bottom of the window and black curtains tied to the sides of the windows with thick golden rope with tassels at the end of them. After I looked over the room the girl simply walked to the hallway, I follow her shortly after. She points at different rooms in the hallway and just says the subject, room and teacher. "Room 238, English. Ms. Smith." "Room 262, Math. Mr. Beck." We continue to walk to the back of the school, me getting more and more irritated and angry by her attitude. We walk into a large building; it is two stories high and is about a half a mile long. Throughout the whole building are indoor courts and work out rooms. I had to whistle at the size of this gym as we walk inside, it is huge. I can work out on my own here without being disturbed. A grin spreads across my face as I think of all the things I can do here; maybe even practice my weapons after school.

"The first floor is for the male population of the school, while the second floor is for the females. We do not let our students get distracted with ogling the other genders."
The girl says to me, I had to snicker at that. So if the boys and girls are on different floors, no one will disturb me if we get to do what ever we want. But I the main reason being of the guys checking out the girls to much to focus on the lesson, that is just weird. The girl turns around and walks out of the gym and into the school once again, I follow her. We later ended up on the third floor, where I have even more classes it seems. "Room 321, History. Mr. Robinson." The girl pointed at the door.

She turns again and I let out a small growl in annoyance. Why does she turn around so much? This is so irritating. We walk down three more hallways before standing in front of another door, this time she opens the door, letting me go inside to take a look at the classroom. "Room 367, Design and Technology. Ms. Witherson." Inside are long desks in two rows all of them with black glass covering. I send the girl a questioning glance, what's with the black glass? The girl sighs and walks over to a desk. She then taps the 'black glass'. It quietly whirred to life. I jump a little in surprise, what the hell? The 'black glass covering' had actually been the screen to the touch screen computer embedded into the desk. The girl speaks to me in her all mighty glory. Note sarcasm. "Here at the university we have the most high-end technology not only for education, but entertainment as well." Suddenly a page popped up with a keyboard at the bottom and prompted for a password. She simply waves her hand over the screen in an upward motion. I watch the scene in interest. The page that is prompting her for a password and the keyboard came up into the air as a hologram. I feel my eyes widen, I have never seen this kind of technology before during my years as an assassin. She puts her hands a little in front of the keyboard - not actually touching it - and begins to type. She taps the air in front of the enter key after she was done. I have no idea what she just did. She now turns and motion towards the hologram in the air, loading the home screen while looking towards me, yellow eyes meeting red ones.

"This is what you'll be using during your Design and Technology class. Of course, there's much more than the simple thing that I have showed you, but you will be taught that and given you password and username in due time. Now, let us move on." She turns off the computer in the desk and walk out. I can't help but to feel relieved that I will be thought how to handle those computers, or else I will look like a fool. We end up in front of another room. "Room 394, Music. Ms. Williams." As soon as those words left her mouth, a warm feeling is spreading through my body as I think of my mother. She really loved music, as much as I do, but after she died I never wanted to show my talents to anyone. It would be like betraying her if I played her music to someone else.
I walked into the room right behind the black haired girl; this room is larger than all the others, about twice the size of the already large rooms. There are a few desks at the back of the room, but at the forefront of the room stands the musical instruments. A pair of stark white and pitch black grand piano's is facing each other at the head of the room. Behind them are all other types of instruments. Cellos, flutes, violins, drums. Almost everything. It is amazing how all these instruments can fit in one room; I can find all the instruments that I and my mother used to play together. A sudden pang of pain hits my chest as I think of my mother; she and my father were the only persons that I ever fully loved. But now that they are gone, I can only have them in my memory, thinking about all the good times and bad times that I had with my family. We stayed longer than usual in this room, me thinking about my mother and the girl thinking about something else, before leaving.

The girl once again began to point at different directions. She first point down another hall on the left. "Room 323 Chinese. Mr. Thompson." Then she point towards another hall to the right of the first one. "Room 245 Demolition Education. Mr. Acton. You will be sharing that class with me, as I am learning to be an explosive technologist. You may go home now, the tour is over. You will have to find anything else you need on your own tomorrow."
With that, she turned and walked away. I look back at the music room longingly before shaking my head, heading home. The tournament will be very soon, I have already buyed a ticket, so why not kill some monster to kill time. I let a crazy grin flash my face as I walk threw the different corridors towards the exit. Yes, kill monsters to kill time, a nice phrase. I like killing things, if only I could kill those stupid sympathetic feelings as easy as a life, then I would no longer have any feelings to hold me back from killing some special people. And that black haired girl is on my list.

Yay! Another chapter! ^^ I wanted to show his deep love for his long gone mother, I think it is really sweet how much he cares.

Jing: I am done, M.A. Can I get 'those' now that my work is done?

-Looks at Heng Shi with a happy grin- Oh my gosh, it's perfect! Thanks Jing! –tries to glomp her, but she gets out of the way. I fall to the floor- Ouch! Oh well, I forgive you. Awesome work, really.

Jing: -blank stare- Can I get those now?

Yea, yea, sure. A promise is a promise, here. –Gives Jing a folder which says 'secret'-

Jing: Thanks –walks away-

Bye bye Jing~! Don't let the shadow monsters eat you on your way home~! Man, she sure can make a great make-over. I mean, look at him, he looks like a girl! –Giggle-

Heng Shi:-Begins to wake up-

I have to take a photo before he wakes up! –Takes picture with camera- He look really pretty!

Heng Shi: My head hurts, what happened? Where am I?

You my friend got knocked out, but you are still in my room.

Heng Shi:-Gives me an intense glare while trying to stand up in the chair- You bitch, I will kill you.

-Pulls up a large mirror from the ground- Look at this! –Runs away with computer-

Heng Shi; WHAT THE HELL! COME BACK HERE SO I CAN KILL YOU! YOU BITCH!

I'd rather not! –Giggle- That was funny. -Types some things on the computer-

Heng Shi: A black hole! Fuck!

Now, he is gone~! It will take a long time before he can appear again. If you want the picture of Heng Shi's make-over you have to review. Or are you even reading my conversations with Heng Shi? I don't care, as long as you read my story, enjoy it and review, I am happy.