Snippet #2005002

"Your cute when you go crazy. Eh?!" Jason's magic was failing him, making him weaker and weaker by the second. "Damn Irunar. Well if your gonna be one of us, I have to advise you to stick by me or buy a rosette stone for BLOODS speak. With a crack of the neck multiple BLOODS appeared holding masks of all variety's.

"Take your pick, one of the 8 BLOOD lords must have a mask. They aren't exactly flattering but, they get th-." The two were interrupted by a professor. "Put you glasses back on please, Heather?" Jason asked while trying to close his Eye of Irunar. "Oh just show up in a private conversation you old perv." Jason prodded the professor with both eyes closed.

"Heather, I am going to be blind for the next hour. Would you mind guiding me around?" Jason asked with his hands stretched out distracting the professor while the BLOODS disappeared. "I will show you around the BLOOD base later, after we find out what the teacher wants." Jason whispered to a nearby pillar while listening to people snicker at him. I wonder what became of that guy that got his hallway tagged with a humans blood? Jason rambled as he bumped into things.

_____________(Somewhere in Hunter's Paradise)______________

After days of torture a werewolf hadn't relieved himself of the location of the academy of supernatural beings. "Look, I don't want to do this the hard way. Oh wait yes I do, bring out the pup!" Victor screamed and put on his silver hand claws. The baby werewolf turned into a tiny fur ball dog squealing for its mother and crying over the sight of its father chained up. "Start cutting from the tail up." Victor grinned and tossed a claw at another hunter.

"Wait! I only went to the college for a year, but is located in the Valley of The Forge. The only way inside in by looking like you belong there." The werewolf bargained for his pups life before getting betrayed by Victor with a silver claw to the stomach. "Sir what do we do with the puppy?" A female hunter asked while scratching under its chin.

"How old do you think that pup is? A year old at least, which makes him 15 in human years? Sophomore, eh?" Mr.Fuuton devised a plan to plague the boys mind with the idea that the staff at the college murdered his family. This would take a few day's with the right deception and torture, which was right up Victor's alley. But before they could make this plan work they must report to the Hunter's leader, Lady Leanne.