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(month recap)
Drake's anxiety seemed to wear off over the period of the next month as he started worrying more about classes. While he still wasn't comfortable transforming yet, as he has had a hard time controlling himself with all that power, he still enjoyed working out and sparring, in fact, it was his favorite pastime as there wasn't much else for him to do. Until he learned to completely control himself, he made a promise to himself to not transform during a sparring session unless specifically instructed to by a teacher. Even then, however, he was proving to be more than capable at standing his ground in human form. He still didn't speak much to any of the other students unless he was spoken to first, or if he ran into Serena again. So far, she was really the only person that wasn't faculty and staff that he somewhat knew. He did however, have a habit of watching those around him.

Over time, Drake started to notice a particular red-haired vampire girl being singled out by some of the more hot-headed werewolves. He didn't know who she was, but after a few weeks it started bothering him more and more. One day, during a sparring session, Drake requested what looked to be the budding leader of this small group to be his sparring partner, roughly about the same age as he was. Everyone was a bit shocked as he was the one who initiated the challenge instead of waiting till the teacher selected him as he normally didn't pick. Nobody else knew why, as Drake wasn't really the talkative type, but Drake really throttled the young werewolf. Even when the guy tried transforming, it didn't help him. Drake, not being the fastest person though faster than a human at his size, decided to meet him head to head. They locked for a moment before Drake overpowered him, picked him up, and slammed him against the ground. As soon as the guy tried to stand, Drake planted a heavy boot to the guy's chest which sent him rolling out of the ring, losing the match. He was humiliated and from then on chose not to spar with Drake. Drake felt a bit of satisfaction with his work and let a bit of a toothy grin show on his face.

The fighting didn't stop there, however. To be honest, Drake was having a bit of fun putting people in their place. From time to time he would feel he werewolf side try to emerge, usually when a fight was taking longer than expected, but he fought the urge, ending his fights as fast as possible so that he wouldn't give in. This kind of thing seemed to go on for the rest of the month. One time Drake was so irritated with somebody that he drug the person to the training room to fight, because fighting anywhere else would be considered against the rules. Unfortunately, this kind of behavior didn't paint him in the best of light, and some students started to feel like Drake himself was a bully. He really couldn't care less, though, and just went about his own business otherwise. His antics did earn him the nickname 'lone wolf', which he assumed probably wasn't a necessarily good thing coming from werewolves, but he kinda liked the ring to it.

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Drake woke up at the ever early time of 3 0' clock in the afternoon. He was getting ready for his normal routine to go to the gym when he kinda noticed that he felt...irritated for some reason. His brows came together in thought as he was brushing his teeth, trying to think about what in the world could be bothering him already. After rinsing, he kinda just stared in the mirror, lost in thought. "Nope, can't think of anything in particular," he said to himself as he shrugged the thought away. He walked over to his window and lifted the black out curtain to let some light in, and instantly saw his problem. Out in the clear blue sky, sat a full moon. "Dammit," he shouted as he pulled the curtain back down. He had completely forgotten when the next full moon was. This would mean he was going to have to spend a night in one of the cells losing his mind. He sighed as he got dressed. May as well make use of what time he had.

On his way to the training room, Drake heard someone playing a cello. I sounded nice and relaxing so he decided to check it out. When he got there, he noticed he was at staircase, with whoever was playing being just below him. Instead of coming down to great the person, he instead just sat on the step and listened for a while. He wasn't sure who was playing, but it was pleasant and nearly cleared his mind from the thoughts of the full moon coming tonight. He waited there until it seemed to be over, just taking in the music. When Drake noticed it was had stopped playing he got up to leave, but one of his feet slipped on the edge of a step. This made a bit of noise, and he hoped that he didn't startle the person. Instead of sticking around, he headed for the training room.

Drake felt right at home at the gym in the training room. A couple people left at the sight of him, although Drake didn't seem to mind. Instead, after changing into gym shorts and a tank top, he started doing stretches and some cardio to loosen the muscles before he started. He saw another werewolf there,bench pressing like a madman. After Drake was done, he found a bench press himself, and put some weights on it, about 1.5 tons on each side to start out with. If there was one thing Drake liked about his transformation, it was definitely the strength increase. he would have never guessed that he would be able to say that he started his workout routine benching 3 tons. The fact that these weights were the size of a few regular 50lbs weights alone baffled him. Unlike Daniil, Drake did his reps slow and steady as this was still pretty heavy. Throughout his session, he would slowly work his way up to as close as 4 tons he could get. He hasn't quite reached it yet, at least not consistently enough to do a full set, but he was working on it. He never tried lifting weights in werewolf form, though he did often wonder what changes that would make. After a decent number of reps, he set the bar down to catch his breath before doing another set.

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After securing her bloodpops to keep her hunger down, Amelia quickly left the kitchen and made her way back to her room, using her vampiric speed to the uppermost limit that she could to return as quickly as possible. As a result she moved through the halls rather quickly but this also resulted in her being a bit slow in slowing down. This ended up in her running into someone standing outside her room's door, causing Amelia to let out a small scream as she fell to the ground from the impact, groaning as she hit the ground.

As he was opening the door to his dorm room, Daniel's nose was suddenly hit with the smell of a vampire, less than a second later, he felt something hit his back, followed by a small scream, and a groan. "Ugh," he said, as he turned to face this sudden nuisance.

The moment Daniel saw it was a little girl, he suddenly froze, slowly softening his glare, but keeping a cold, emotionless expression. At a loss for words, and confounded by the situation at hand, he turned back toward the door and nervously entered the room.
Amelia took a few seconds to recover and, after making sure her bloodpop was still secure in her mouth, looked up to see who or what she had bumped into. It was a boy, several years older then herself by the looks of things. His expression was hard to read but she got the distinct impression he was not going to be very friendly. This suspicion was slightly confirmed once the scent of werewolf coming from the man hit her.

As she observed him, he entered the door behind him into her room and it finally dawned on her. She was going to be sharing the room with this boy for the rest of the school year, if not longer. Holding back a sigh, she slowly got up and entered after her new roommate, quickly moving past him towards the mess of papers on the floor. She avoided looking at him as she sat down and resumed her homework, hoping that if she kept her distance, he wouldn't be too mean.

As Daniel entered the room, he suddenly noticed that there was a large pile of papers on one side; apparently his roommate had already moved in, but judging by the smell, they were a vampire.

"Well this is gonna suck" he mumbled.

Then, much to Daniel's surprise the little girl that had run into him walked in and started to work on the massive pile of papers. "THIS IS MY ROOMMATE?!?!?!!!" he thought. Now VERY uncomfortable, Daniel walked over to his side of the room and slowly began to unpack his belongings, doing all he could to avoid eye contact with the little girl.

Amelia listened as her new apparent roommate as she continued to work on the multiplication tables in front of her. She was rather nervous, or more accurately scared, to try and talk to him for the time being. So for now, she was willing to let him be as she tried to get her work done before tomorrow when classes started. Still, she was unable to keep herself from watching her roommate as they unpacked, wondering what kind of person he was.

Since he was finished unpacking, and since the little girl obviously wasn't going to say anything, Daniel sat down on his bed with a sigh, pulled out a journal, and began to write.

Amelia continued to work in silence for a bit before she finally gave in and broke said silence.
"So... What's your name?" She asked, her tone fearful as she wasn't sure how her roommate would react.

Hearing the little girl ask for his name, Daniel paused, slowly lowering his journal slightly, and replied, "Daniel Morningstar, how about yours?" as he continued to write.

"I'm Amelia... Amelia Artemia Averyonna. Um... it's a please to... meet you." Amelia said.

Slowly sitting up, setting down his journal, Daniel cleared his throat. "Well Amelia, since we appear to be roommates, I'd like to talk about ground rules," he said with a cold stare.

"One, ask before touching anything that belongs to me,"

"Two, I'm going to tell you right now that I rarely sleep, but in the event that I do, you are to stay away from me no matter what,"

"Three, you are to NEVER, and I repeat, NEVER, touch that picture, my notebook, or my rosary,"

"Do you understand?"

"Ye-yes sir." Amelia said, her tone definitely frightened now as she moved away from Daniel, all hopes that he might be friendly vanishing like water in a desert.

Seeing Amelia was visibly scared, Daniel felt a twinge of guilt, and decided to try to calm her down a little, she may be a vampire, but that didn't change the fact she was sill a child.
"Look, I'm not trying to be mean, vampires just make me uncomfortable, and with so many of them around I'm a little on edge." he said with a sigh.

"O-okay." Amelia said, her tone still frightened but a bit calmer now. She looked down at her sheets for a few seconds before looking back up at Daniel. "Are you... hungry?"

Daniel wasn't all that hungry, but he hoped that accepting Amelia's offer would make her a little less scared. "Sure, I could go for a snack." he said.

"Then would... you like me to show you the kitchen?" Amelia asked.

"Sure, why not?" Daniel said, "Might as well find out where the food is around here" he thought.

Amelia nodded and stood up, heading for the door before waiting for Daniel to follow. She led him through the halls, taking her time so that Daniel could possibly remember the twists and turns they took. Once they arrived, she took him over to the fridge with the raw meet for the werewolves.
"This is where the meat is." she said.

The trip to the kitchen felt as if it took ages, by the time the unlikely pair finally reached to kitchen, Daniel finally WAS hungry. He licked his lips as he stepped through the door, before being led up to a large fridge by Amelia. "This is where the meat is." she said, Daniel then reached in and pulled out a large cut of flank steak. Taking a large bite, he turned to Amelia, "How bout' we head back?"

Amelia nodded in response to Daniels question and lead the way back to their room. Once back, she moved back over to her worksheets and focused on them for a few hours before retiring for the night.

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The next month was relatively peaceful for Amelia. School was something she had never gotten to experience before due to her past so unlike most of the students, she found the whole thing rather interesting. Having a set schedule was the worse part for her, but the learning and reinforcement of that which she learned was the exciting bit and made up for it. The only classes she didn't enjoy where the self-defense classes, as she refused to take part in anything that involved her possibly hurting others, possibly much to the chagrin of her teachers. As if to make up for this though, the girl excelled at the use of hypnosis and was one of the fastest learners in that particular class.

For now though, it was just another day for her. It started with the usual shower and breakfast in the morning. There didn't seem to be any classes for the day and one glance outside told her why. It was the full moon and that meant most of the students, including her roommate, would be locked away while the celestial body took away their sanity and forced them into a form most probably didn't want to be in. She felt bad for the lycanthropes and hoped all would be well and that none of them or anyone else for that matter got hurt.

Realizing she had nothing to do, she began wondering the castle, wondering how she would pass the time. Enough wondering led her to the library, one of her favorite places, and she began walking among the shelves, looking for something to read. She still wasn't the best at it, but she was making progress and practice made perfect. Eventually she found a book that caught her interest and wasn't too advanced for at, at least at a glance, and made her way over to one of the fireplaces and took a seat. There was another vampire nearby, but they seemed engrossed in their own book, so Amelia didn't bother them as she took a seat and got to work on hers.

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Daniil continued to lift the bar with all its weight until his arms grew numb. He lifted it up for a final time and set it to rest on its platform again. He rested a hand on his chest, breathing deeply for a few moments before he sat up. The training room had cleared out, save for himself and two other people and then he saw why. He smirked, seeing Drake lifting his own set of weights. Drake had developed a bit of a reputation and now Daniil was pretty well alone in the training room with the biggest meathead of the school.
He stood up and moved over to the treadmills, on the other side of the room.
”You sure know how to clear a room Drake, I’ll give you that,” Daniil said, not being able to help the mouth he had. Daniil however had no problem with Drake. He honestly had no problem with any of his classmates, vampires included but dominant nature couldn’t be helped among werewolves; even though they were learning to control it.

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Zabella was going to have to take a break soon. Her eyes were beginning to burn and she was starting to get hungry as well. She didn’t have much for breakfast, her mind had been on other things. She was vaguely aware of someone sitting near her and she glanced up for a second, needing only that to recognize the girl. Her blonde hair was brilliant and only gave her a more innocent look. Zabella was surprised coming to the school to see that she wasn’t the youngest here and it upset her some to see that people would turn children so young. Of course impulse was also a thing, something she knew well.
The young vampire turned back to her notes and started to reread a paragraph once again but grew fed up with trying to pronounce a specific word and shoved her books aside, sighing loudly and rubbed her eyes. She wondered then how long she had been sitting there for.

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Serena Khilani

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Adjusting to her new lifestyle was rough at first, but Serena slowly got the hang of it. She made some new friends along the way, and aside from the occasional beating she received during some of her matches, the challenges she faced weren't entirely impossible. At least, not until she noticed Greg. And she wasn't seeing things...he was actually there. She had missed him up that point because of the apparent, large scar on his face that wasn't there before. Coupled with the fact that he was aging more rapidly now, and it had been nearly a year since she'd last seen him, he was somewhat hard to spot if you didn't pay close attention

"Greg?"

He had caught her staring at him, so he dropped his conversation with a small group of students and walked over to her, a slightly disturbing grin plastered on his face. "Serena! Well look who followed me here..."

"It's not like that! What are you doing here?"

"The same thing as you, babe," he crossed his arms, leaning against the pillar next to him, "obviously."

Serena stared at him for a moment, still with not much to say. "I...I gotta go." She immediately turned on her heels and walked away, ignoring Greg's off-handed comment regarding the two of them meeting up in the near future. As if that would happen. Her guess was that he had intentionally avoided her all the way up until that point. If that was the case, then he more than likely had some sinister reasons behind his behavior.

Immediately after their interaction, Serena headed back to her room. She had a long night ahead of her and for the moment being, she would prefer to avoid as many people as possible. Serena would simply bury herself in one of her books to get her mind distracted, although the various dark thoughts dancing around in her head made it a tad hard to concentrate.

She didn't know how long she played. Her fingers seemed to dance over the strings in a soft melody only to crash into the chaos of rhythms that snaked and clawed through the air to ease again. She was at peace, Reena never really noticed the time when she played. She's been known to have let the entire day pass her by, from the sun to the moon the red head would let her world vanish in the sounds as her eyes slipped closed. Lips softly parted as if in a trance by her own magic.

She didn't notice the sound, a note tripping off for a moment, but her mind didn't seem to fully register someone was there. Her hair frizzled slightly, and even then this seemed to be the only time the skittish student was free, in control and confident. Leaning into the cello as though it were an old friend. "Of course it's the vampire."

Her fingers stopped. Grey eyes snapping open like a whip lash when she threw her head back. The fluid motion she once held was gone, replaced by the tense, rigid posture of the woman that tried to live day by day in the school. Her gaze fell on a pair that she's seen a few times, two males that held an imposing stance seeming to loom over her like a guillotine with their cold eyes. The smell of dog wafted to her noes, her hand clutching her bow as her shoulders started to shake, her head going lower as if she was trying to fold in half.

The two had been known to give her a hard time. From stealing pens, to violently pushing or tripping her. She was actually scared of them and the males would drink it like wine. Before she hated bullies, but accepted when one shown up and knew it wouldn't be forever. Now they could kill her, the grin they held was enough to make her veins turn to ice when the taller of the two came forward. Short blond hair, and what looked to be a still healing noes. "So, vampire's a musician. Why you hiding here when you could play for everyone?" A simple question, yet enough to make her flinch, her throat locking when she opened her mouth, a choked gasp escaping her for a few moments. "Answer him!"

Her silence infuriated the other man as he took a step to join his friend. Already she was looking for a way out, due to the moon most people were preparing for the night. "Why..W-why are you he-here....?" Why weren't they doing something to prep for their transformation? Why were they bothering her? There was no way around them, she was a vampire but in this space and against two she would be finished if she tried to run or fight. "P-please...I...I just wanted to...to be alone...."

"Alone huh? Then you shouldn't have been stinking up the place." His hands were quick, prying the cello from her fingers as easily as one would pick a flower. A gut twisting sensation filled her, Reena felt her mouth go dry as her fingers twitched at the emptiness for a fraction of a second before her legs began to move. A desperate cry escaping her throat as she lunged herself at the male, "Give it back!" Her grasp on the cello, she aimed to fight dirty, her body trembling at the insanity it was committing only to feel herself go airborne when he hit her, the force so harsh it sent her, and the instrument flying back into the hall, taking out the chair and landing on the marble floor in a heap. Her breath coming in wheezy gasps as she clutched her chest, she's never been hit so hard before, her head was spinning as she slowly pulled herself up.

This was not good, this was not good at all. She couldn't win, there was no chance at winning here. "Someone...Someone help, please!" Her pleas though, were answered in laughter from the others as they watched her fall in agony after only one hit.

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"You sure know how to clear a room Drake, I’ll give you that,” Daniil said.

Drake looked over while he was adding weights to the bar to see it was Daniil. He looked back down as he placed a weight on one side and started walking to the other side to add one to it. "I can't seem to think of why," he started sarcastically, "they must have some place to be," he said with a wry smile.

After a while, Drake had finished working out, took another shower and got dressed back into his regular clothes. Upon walking out of the training room, he noticed that he could still faintly hear the sound of the cello playing. 'Wow, that person has been at it for a long time, wonder who it is," he thought to himself. He casually started to walk over there when he heard the music come to a sudden stop. He figured it was just someone else stopping by until he heard a slight shout followed by silence. 'what the hell?' he thought, as his pace grew a bit faster, but then he heard a scream for help and he took off as fast as he could.

When Drake arrived, he saw the two werewolves closing in on that red-haired girl he remembered from before, which only seemed to piss him off more. He was still in full sprint when he reached the stairs, so instead of running down the stairs, he jumped them instead, landing feet first on the shorter one, then used him as a springboard to jump into tackling the blonde one. When the taller bully realized who it was, his heart sank a bit as an all too recently broken nose just identified who tackled him.

"How's the nose, asshole!?" Drake shouted as brought three hammering rights on the werewolf's face. The other one, however, had just gotten up and wen straight into his werewolf form. Drake, who was currently beating down the other guy, didn't notice until something jumped on his back and bit into his shoulder, making Drake grunt in pain. The blonde one took this opportunity to transform as well, and kicked Drake off of himself. It was now a two versus one fight between Drake and two turned werewolves. Drake, as strong as he is, knew this could be trouble, but still tried his best not to transform, especially today. He turned to Reena, "Get out of here! Get one of the headmasters!"

Unlike the other fights he has been in during training, this was a real fight, which meant no rules to keep anybody safe. He was already bleeding from the shoulder and he wasn't sure how long he could keep his own werewolf form from coming out. He would just have to make do until help arrived he guessed. One on one, this would have been an easy fight, however every time Drake started to gain the upper hand on one, the other would sneak in another attack. Given the other two were taking heavy blows, but right now, they were in a frenzy and kept coming back for more. Drake could feel his anger growing, and his desire to actually kill these two and finish this was starting to make itself heard in the back of his mind. He dodged a slash of the claws from the blonde one only to be launched by the other into the wall, and by the time he looked up, the blonde one was in his face again, with his long claws deep in his gut.

Drake was shocked as he coughed up blood and was picked up by the werewolf. With a twisted grin and a boost in confidence, the werewolf lifted him up with his claws. "Hah, you're no true werewolf. You should beg for me not to kill you." Drake's responded by spitting blood in his eye, "Like I ever want to be one of you." With a snarl, the enraged werewolf threw Drake against the wall, leaving a blood streak down to where he fell. "I guess we'll just have to kill you then, and that little vampire too."

At that, Drake's eyes shot open as something familiar seemed to be taking hold of him, "THE HELL YOU WILL!" he yelled. He started to transform into his werewolf form. It was a struggle of wills, and took longer than most transformations, but Drake finally let it go as his rage consumed him. By the time he finished, he was huge, even when the two were standing upright he was as tall as them when on all fours, and a couple feet taller once standing. The shorter two seemed to start to lose their nerve at the sight, though the blonde one was too proud to back down, and jumped forward to attack, but to no avail. Drake grabbed him by the head and slammed him into to ground, knocking him out cold and making him revert to his human form. The other, tried to start running up the stairs to escape. Drake clambered up them as well, a little bulky for the stairs and the hall, more in a state of blind rage than anything. The other werewolf was faster, and was easily out pacing Drake, but, being a bit on the crafty side, Drake picked up the unconscious blonde werewolf and slung him at the other. The other werewolf never saw it coming, he turned for a moment to see his friend face to face as he flew through the air making contact and sending both flying. They were beaten, and the other werewolf was doing his best to run. Drake was leaving a trail of blood from his shoulder and stomach, as it seemed to heal slower than most werewolves.

Heard throughout the school, Drake let out a deep low toned and haunting howl as he gave chase. The full moon seemed to call to him earlier than expected.

It was so fast, one moment Reena was looking at the pair, a terrible feeling washing over here when the larger of the two began to move towards her. Yet when she blinked, another one shown up, a sickening crack echoing through the hall when an even larger student jumped from the stairs, landing on her hunter with a furious cry, asking about his noes when the wolf fell from the force.

She recognized that student, he was a werewolf who tended to pick fights in the sparring matches. Reena still wasn't ready for actual sparring but she was still able to see the matches when the teachers had her run around the rooms. He was brutal, and skilled, breaking noes and dislocating arms, the red head found herself a bit frightened of him, but now he was the sweetest sight she had seen all day. The sight was short lived though, it was two against one, there was no way he was going to win this!

A demanding voice escaped him, hitting her like a slap to wake the woman. Telling her to go and find one of the headmasters. Right! Headmaster Lucianus could step in and put them in their place. "Okay!" Her body moved, tearing her up as she took off down the hall, the smaller wolf almost grabbing her only to be dragged back by her ally. She didn't even bring her cello, her prized instrument would only slow her down, she only preyed that it would survive this when she got back. Her legs carried her faster then she ever thought she could, adrenaline now in her veins as she twisted through the halls and up the stairs, other jumping out of her way as she passed like a flame through the dark.

She had to get help, she had to get help! Her legs were screaming at her, her chest felt like it was going to explode as her body was trying it's best to heal her while she was pushing herself farther then she had since she was changed. Grey eyes frantically looking over the signs, trying to find some kind of faculty or home room, the sound of a howl sent shivers down her spine, and even than she couldn't stop. Not until she practically slammed herself into the heavy oak doors of the main office, banging on the barrier, but the few seconds of waiting was too much as the red head threw open the doors. Her voice pleading, mane plastered to her head as she choked out exhausted words that tumbled from her lips. "Headmaster, Headmaster, fight, werewolf fight in the east wing! By the staircase!"

It was a spindle of words that she couldn't even understand, her body was trembling, hands shaking like twigs in a wind storm. "Please! He can't fight them off! Please!"

The past month had been dreadful for Daniel, not only was he confined to a castle full of blood suckers, and roomed with the living, breathing, greatest moral dilemma of his life, but he was also forced to spar other students. Normally this wouldn't be a problem; years of endless training had turned Daniel into a nigh unstoppable fighter, but since he was trying to keep a low profile, he was Force to throw his sparring matches, every, single, one, again, and again, and again... He was sick of it!!!!

Luckily, Daniel was able to blow off steam in the weight room, sure he couldn't go all out (because then it would be obvious he was throwing the fights), but he could still get a bit of a workout in. However, in the rare event that the training room was empty, Daniel became a whole new person, going all out, and pushing far past his limit (which was not easy to do). Looking over at one of the other bench presses he saw Drake benching a whopping 3 tons, moving the bar slowly, up and down. "What an idiot" Daniel thought, "Sure, lifting like that works if you wanna be a good wieghtlifter, but you're screwing yourself over otherwise. Weightlifting is all about being explosive; being able to move a lot of weight, as fast as possible. What he's doing, is completely counterintuitive to becoming better."

After finishing his workout Daniel began his preparation for the night ahead, he had a very important job to do... He was just stepping out of his dorm room. When there was a sudden howl, Daniel grinned; this was a perfectly timed distraction.....

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It been one month since Nick and Gwen move into the Blood Moon Castle and so far it been good. Nick starting to a liking to their roommate,Cole, since on the first day they met, Nick and Cole would be awesome friends together but with Gwen however...well so far she didn't befriended her roommate yet.

As for classes, Nick was just being Nick, they weren't not paying attention to their classes, well expect for history cause Nick think they are interesting. unlike Nick, Gwen pay attention to her classes and starting to like Literature class but she not very good at Self Defense class.

During last month, Nick try desperately to talk to Gwen, even trying texting her but no matter how hard they try, Gwen won't talk to then. In fact, she haven't to the students in this school. Gwen know Nick is trying to connect with her but she can't, doesn't help either that Nick look a lot like Nikki, Gwen just doesn't want to talk or see Nick right now.

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Nick turn off their phone with sigh, they guess she is still not talking to them yet. Nick hear their phone buzz, Nick jump when they hear the noise, maybe finally Gwen is talking to Nick but when they put up the phone, it was a text from their aunt Sam. though it not Gwen, Nick happy to get a text from their aunt.

Hey Nick sweetie. I saw the pics you sent me and they beautiful! how are your classes???

Yeah but it a put of life. How is Gwen?

Well, Nikki disappearance really hit Gwen hard just you and me. She just need some time alone in her thoughts


Things are going great! I hope you and Gwen are having fun from there. talk you later sweetie.


After that text, Nick put up their phone and lay down on their bed looking at the ceiling but turn to see Cole. Nick wonder how his werewolf classes are doing. "Hey Cole? how are your classes doing?" Nick say him.
@Ever

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Gwen walk in the hallways of the old castle, she see a fight going on between two werewolf, Gwen just roll eyes I been here for one month and already there a wolf fight Gwen walk far away from the fight scene.

She walk toward the two big door, when she open one of them it reveal a biggest library she ever seen. There were a bunch of books, some old, some new and mostly of all it was quiet and that what Gwen needed. she grad few books, set down on the table and she start reading.

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It felt weird... Going back to school that is, the whole vampire thing was surprisingly easy to get used to. Robyn was older than most students she'd seen so far, yet younger in terms of getting sired.

Robyn utterly sacked the physical classes. Fighting just wasn't in her nature at all and even with her newfound superhuman strength, it meant very little against similar people who were a bit more eager to fight. Besides, why would they ever need a reason to fight? The fact she never seemed to tire anymore was a nice boon though. What she did however perform stellar in were the social classes, hypnotizing came as a second nature to her. Her teacher had told her certain bloodlines picked up on this easier than others, and given how Robyn recalled her Sire, this wasn't really a surprise to her...

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@Ever

"Hnnnggaaaaah!" Robyn yawned as she shuffled into the the tiny little living room she shared with Everly. A couple of months could hardly undo years of natural instinct telling her the dark was for sleeping.

Plopping herself down on the run-down couch - sending a cavalcade of Mystic's hair up into the air - Robyn sighed. A month had passed and she still hadn't gotten any closer to Everly in that time. If anything, Robyn's persistence in deflecting the werewolf's insults with jokes probably only worsened their shaky relationship.

And Robyn hadn't had much luck with Mystic either. She had tried everything, from trying to tempt the giant pup with ear-scratches, to bribery with toys to winning over the wolf's trust with food... She was as stubborn as her master.

"Heeey, Everly... You there?" Robyn called out. "Heard you got into a fight!" She added. The fight had spread through the school like wildfire, tensing vampire and werewolf relationships even further. Personally Robyn didn't get where this tension was even coming from...

"Did you win~?" She cooed playfully, figuring teasing the girl's pride might get a reaction out of her... Assuming she was even in her room, it wasnt like they really told each other where they went.

Sorry for how long it took to get this up. I've had a very busy and stressful week.

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Haven and Adrian could here Reena running before she even really reached the door. They were turned around, with expecting looks on their faces when she entered. They were surprised to see the vampire so exhausted, but then noticed exactly who it was, Reena Durian. The once paraplegic was still getting used to actually using her legs, making her get tired quicker than most vampire usually did. Her dark red hair was plastered to her face and it was almost as if she was out of breath, even though vampires didn’t exactly need to breath. Seeing her and hearing what she was shouting before even seeing them instantly made Haven’s face turn to that of irritation. She glanced over at Adrian for a quick moment to receive his nod in acknowledgement that she would be leaving the room. With that she was gone in an instant, without saying a word to the girl who had brought the news.

Adrian flashed a beautiful smile at the young vampire and let out a small sigh. “Thank you for coming to tell us, Miss Durian. You should sit. You look exhausted.” He said, offering her a chair to sit. He slowly glided across the floor and picked up a cup with red liquid floating in it. “Would you like some? It is cougar blood. Little different from human blood, but has a rich and sweet taste to it. I know you are partial to animals, so I will assure you this animal died of natural causes. It is from a sanctuary not too far from here. They send me the blood whenever one of their animals passes. Gives me a little more strength than usual.” Adrian winked and held the cup in her direction.

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The rage building within Haven’s chest was quickly beginning to boil over as she stalked down the hallway. Her inner demon was clawing her insides, screaming to be released from its cage, but she desperately tried to push it back down. She’d just recently thwarted a fight and it was frustrating that the wolves were fighting amongst each other now. Fighting was to be expected, but that didn’t make it any less irritating to her. It didn’t take her long to come upon the boys fighting with one another. One of the wolves was unconscious, another was running like a scared puppy in her direction, and the last was fully transformed and was heading towards the one running.

Haven’s eyes grew dark and the beautiful green color of her eyes turned black like a sharks when blood was in the water. She bared her wolf like teeth to form an expression of anger. She could feel herself beginning to transform, but was still fighting like hell against doing so. She sometimes forgot her strength when she transformed and usually ended up hurting people worse than she did in human form. The wolf running away from the larger one seemed slightly relieved when he saw her, but there was also a twinkle of fear in his eyes as well. She reached out a clawed hand, which had turned black as she fought back her transformation, and caught him by the throat before he could run passed her. The wolf struggled in her hand but was far too weak to even dream of getting out of her grasp. She walked forward towards the large wolf, who had blood trailing behind him, and dragged the other wolf along with her. It was easy for her to tell who the large wolf was since she had been helping him with his transformation since before the school had even been opened. She was only a few feet from him when she finally stopped. Her black eyes glared up at him and a deep growl rumbled in her chest.

“Human form…Now.” Haven spoke in a very low voice that was a little obstructed by the fact she was still fighting back her own transformation. It was forced as if she was struggling to hold herself back.

“NOW!” She yelled impatiently after he didn’t do what she’d said at first. The young wolf in her hand whimpered and still fought against her hold, glancing between his unconscious friend and her. She quickly pinned him to the ground then and let her face get extremely close to hers.

“Stay…” She said to him darkly, looking him in the eye in a dominate manner before turning her gaze back to Drake.

“Explain, Morrison.”
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"Heeey, Everly... You there?" Ev’s eyes rolled when she heard her roommate call for her. "Heard you got into a fight!" She added. There wasn’t many people who didn’t know about the fight she had recently had with the vampire. So many people had heard about it and still hadn’t stopped talking about it. Even though she had technically won the fight, it has still been embarrassing to be stopped and pinned down by Headmaster Lucianus. She would deny it if asked, but being pinned down by Haven had been quite the scary moment. The sound of her growl and how she held her there almost effortlessly had scared the heck out of her. Not many things frighten Everly Castle, but that had most certainly had. She hadn’t tried to fight with anyone since that day and frankly it worried her a little that she would be kicked out if she did. Being kicked out was definitely something she didn’t want to happen. That meant not learning to control her skills and it also meant having to go back home to Summer, which she was not ready for yet.

"Did you win?" Robyn asked playfully.

“Of course I won.” Everly finally said, coming out of her room to lean against the door frame with her arms crossed. “Well I was winning until the Headmaster found out about it. That of course didn’t make it end well.”

Even after a month, Ev hadn’t quite got used to being around Robyn. She was nice that was for sure, but she was also quite annoying at time. Mystic of course was annoyed more than even Ev was since the vampire seemed determined to pet her sooner or later. It almost amused Everly how much Robyn craved to touch the giant wolf.

“Have you gotten you defense training down yet?” She asked Robyn curiously. That was one thing she had noticed that the vampire was having trouble with. Fighting certainly wasn’t her strong suit, which certainly was no secret to anyone in the school. “I know you were having trouble with it.”

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Drake's mind was in a haze. All he could think about was going after the two punks he got in a fight with. One of them was unconscious, the blonde one, left behind by his friend when he realized that he wasn't moving fast enough trying to carry him. He didn't quite recognize at first who had appeared and grabbed the boy by the throat, it just didn't seem to register at first. But then she spoke, and it seemed to pierce into his consciousness, a voice he has heard over the past few years when coaching him through his transformation. It was Hava, who was probably the only one he could recognize in this form due to working with her for so long. The rage seemed to fade away as he saw the guy he was chasing in her clutches. It was the second time Drake heard Hava that he noticed she was yelling something to him, He still wasn't sure what it was so he tried to concentrate and fight his instincts. His snarl died down into what could be rarely seen as calmness in the transformed state as his tried to regain control. He then heard her again as she asked him to explain what was going on. Slowly, he started changing back, and when he returned to normal he was on the ground on his hands and knees, breathing heavily from the exertion of the whole thing. He looked at his hand to make sure everything was back to normal, but then balled it up and lightly punched at the floor.

"Dammit," he cursed under his breath as he knew he had lost control. 'I'm sitting here trying to fight for someone and I could have hurt somebody else,' he thought. He rolled over to a sitting position against the wall with one leg propped up and the other extended, holding his gut where he was impaled earlier. It was healing, but fairly slowly. He realized Hava was waiting for an answer. Unlike the other guy who seemed to be scared out of his wit, Drake was more amused than anything that she had gotten here so fast, enough to where he let out a chuckle which hurt both his gut and shoulder a bit. That little vampire really booked it. Drake wasn't sure how to word his answer. He didn't want to drag the vampire girl into any unwanted attention, and he didn't want any more attention for anything than what he already got. He didn't like lying to anybody, especially someone he respected, but he figured that the girl would tell the headmasters if she wanted to. He looked up to Hava to answer. "We were practicing in the training room and things just got out of hand. They started talking some nonsense, I didn't like what they had to say, and it turned into a fight." He sighed as he added a bit ashamedly, "I lost control soon after."

Reena didn't waste any time getting out of the headmaster's way, eyes wide while her voice choked in her throat by the looming presence she had. She seemed to twist the very air around her to command the respect of others. She's seen it before with the lead females in her sanctuary, but never to such a vast degree that seemed to push he red head away as the werewolf left. Her clicking steps having a deafening silence as she was left with Nightsbane.

Jumping at the sound of his voice, Reena looked up, the man had a stunning appearance. When she thought of vampires in their lore, this was what she imagined. Grace beyond measure as he seemed to glide over the very air. While Hava held the air of command, his stance was easier to deal with, calming, but there was still the pull of power. Like an old lion who would tolerate more due to his age, but still be able to overpower even the strongest tamer. Offering her a chair, Reena slowly moved to take it. Grey eyes watching his every move as he offered her a cup of crimson. It was warm in her hands, pulsing, the liquid seemed to hum to her very senses before she realized that she hadn't eaten all day.

The chaos of today caused her to forget for a moment that she was indeed a vampire. She needed blood, she was going to get something after she was done playing, but the wolves shocked her out of an appetite for a while. Still, a smile appeared on her lips when he explained how he was able to get cougar blood of all things, he was like a reassuring grandfather. "Everything dies eventually, so long as the body was used, I never minded death." Everyone thought that working with animals as much as she had would have caused her to become a vegan. But it was almost the exact opposite. Hunting, cleaning bodies, draining blood, preparing food for predators, watching thoes very predators hunt to survive. It made her have a tougher stomach for such things, it made transitioning to drinking blood a lot more bearable since she's worked with it more than the average person. As she brought the cup to her lips, with gratitude, she felt it run over her tongue. A sweetness to it that was absent from others shes tried. It calmed her down, hands that were shaking had began to still, shoulders that were tense had finally relaxed for a moment. "Thank you, it's funny, for a second I thought the sanctuary you got this from could have been mine. We're actually still in the same state."

Silence stretched though, silence that caused Reena to give the cup back and nodding her head to the headmaster. She took enough of his time and she needed to get her cello back if it wasn't broken. Yet as she stood, she seemed to pop up for a second, her mind clicking at a thought. "Um, sir?...I, I was hoping...You see the third wolf didn't have anything to do with the fight. I-I don't know his name, but he came to help me. I been the target of a few wolves lately cause..well to put it plainly, they terrify me, they attacked me and I screamed and he came so please...Please go easy on him? It wasn't his fault..."

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Amelia had been content with her reading when the sounds of the werewolf fight suddenly echoed through the school, causing her to jump and look around with worry. She hoped Daniel wasn't involved at all. Even though the two didn't really talk more then a few sentences to each other at a time, she could tell her roommate was getting aggravated at something. What it was, she couldn't tell and she was too afraid to ask him due to the possibility of earning his ire to some degree.

As she debated on whether she should stay put or go an investigate, the vampire near her suddenly let out a loud sigh, causing Amelia to look over at her. There seemed to be a look of frustration on the other vampire's face, though Amelia didn't know what it was about. After several seconds of debate, Amelia got up from her seat and moved over to her neighbor before holding out one of her bloodpops.
"Want one?" She asked, her tone kind but also rather nervous.

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Crossing her arms, Robyn looked away from Everly. "Mmrrr... No, I still suck at it..." She mumbled. "I just dont really see the point of learning something I'll never use!" She huffed, sounding like some child back in high school.

"Besides, the whole hypnotizing thing comes way more natural to me anyway!" She exclaimed happily. Turning back to Everyly, Robyn looked up at the werewolf girl and pouted her lips, looking like some overly dramatic model. "You vill vall for my beauty~" She crooned with a fake German accent while pushing her modest chest forwards, before breaking out in a giggle.

"Heh.. I wonder if I could use that on Mystic..." She mumbled to herself, but that would feel like cheating. "Hmm, so what kind of classes do you get?" Robyn asked curiously, before grinning mischievously. "How to play fetch?"

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Zabella looked over at the vampire that had approached her. She glanced at the red thing in her hand but knew exactly what it was. What a handy little thing to have. She never had the luxury of a bloodpop so she was used to drinking blood in it's liquid form but this seemed far more appealing.
"Thank you." She took the stick from her and popped it into her mouth. A loud amount of growling echoed through the halls and into the library. She looked to the door and shook her head, it was much safer to stay inside. Zabella looked back at the girl.
"How old are you?" she asked suddenly.

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Daniil prowled along the edge of the fight, having only come out of the training room near the tail end of it. He had been around enough scraps to realize that if he came any closer, he too would loose control. The tension was palpable in the hall as it was and when Hava approached that tension increased tenfold but he was oddly calm at the same time. She had the air of control and being the first she could control all of them quite easily. Daniil backed down once the matter was resolved and headed to the cafeteria. He required something to chew on now and they would all be taken downstairs shortly anyway.
The problem with being in a school full of wolves was everyone fighting for the top, or at the very least fighting to be left alone. Daniil grabbed a few pieces of meat and sat down in the middle of the room at a table and began to dig in unceremoniously.

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"We were practicing in the training room and things just got out of hand. They started talking some nonsense, I didn't like what they had to say, and it turned into a fight.”

Haven couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she listened to Drake spout his lies to her. She knew he wasn’t being truthful, but she also knew he wouldn’t have started the fight either. He had been training under her for a few years now and knew better than to start fights, especially amongst his own kind. He also wasn’t one to easily lose control of himself, even during fights with multiple people. That fact always made Haven envious of him, but she tried to not let that affect her. "I lost control soon after." Haven knelt down next to him, her eyes finally starting to return to normal now that she was calming down slightly.

“Do you really think you can lie to me? You of all people, I would think, would know I’m not easily fooled.” She looked back to the other two who were beginning to transform back to their humans forms. The blond one who had been unconscious was starting to rouse and the scared one was staring at her with large eyes.

“The next time I see the two of you involved in a fight, I will drag you from this castle by your teeth…Now go, before I rip the two of you apart. “ She growled, causing the two to take off quickly down the hall.

Once they were gone, Haven took a deep breath and slowly let it out, pushing back the monster that had been fighting to get out only moments before. Her eyes turned towards the window and took notice to the fact it was beginning to grow dark. They only had a little longer left before they fell ill to the night.

“You should get yourself cleaned up, you’ll be healed soon, though don't think we will not be discussing this later.”

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Cole had been laying in his bedroom staring at the ceiling when Nick spoke up from the other room. He’d been fighting back a wicked headache for most of the day. It was no surprise to him, he almost always got a headache on the day of the full moon. It started from the moment he woke up and would continue until the moment he lost control of himself. Of course he tried not to let this affect him and the way he was around people. Like all werewolves he was more irritable on the day of the full moon, but somehow he almost always kept a calm air about him despite that.

“My classes are going well. “He finally replied, pulling himself out of bed. It was almost time to get down to the holding cell area anyway. “I am really enjoying the history classes with Hadrianus and Hava. They are the most interesting people I have ever seen. I had been super excited to meet Hava, but I didn’t realize how much I would enjoy listening to Hadrianus talk about the vampire history. “
“How are your classes?” He asked, walking towards the door slowly. He didn’t exactly want to go, but who would want to go sit in a cell and wait to turn crazy?

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"Hmm, so what kind of classes do you get?" Robyn asked. “How to play fetch?” She had a mischievous looking smile on her face, making Everly smile slightly despite usually being in a bad mood on these days. She pushed herself away from the door frame and was starting to slide her favorite jacket off. It was almost time to leave and there was no reason for her to ruin her jacket when she turned bat shit crazy.

“We have a class taught by Professor Tallet, Pack Life. It helps us learn how to thrive in a pack. Though I’m not exactly liking it. My family didn’t really do well in a pack. We also have a Shifting class, it helps teach us how to shift faster and less painfully.” Ev walked towards the coat rack and hung up the jacket, looking towards the clock to see what time it was. It was getting late, which made her sigh angrily. She wasn’t really sure she liked the thought of having to be held in a room made of silver.
“So we do more than play fetch.” Everly gave a small smile in Robyn’s direction. “So I have to leave soon, try not to get your fingers bit off while I’m gone. I know you have some sort of weird tick that requires you to pet anything with four legs.”

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A look of surprise came to Adrian’s face as the red headed vampire stood and spoke in such a pleading voice. His head cocked to the side and he crossed his arms over his chest as he listened to what she asked. His face hardened at hearing that the girl had been attacked by some werewolves only just earlier. He hated the thought of someone trying to hurt this young girl. Reena seemed like a sweet girl who didn’t let her new self change her in anyway.

“Who was it that attacked you? This is a serious crime that Hava and I cannot ignore. If someone helped you they will not be held accountable, but the others must face the consequences of attacking another student.” He gave a soft smile and let his irritated expression go back to one of kindness. Adrian was slightly glad Hava wasn’t here at the moment, she would not have had a good reaction to this. She’d been striving so hard to keep the violence between the two species down, but didn’t have the patience for the few acts of rebellion that was bound to happen with newly turned vampires and werewolves.

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Drake watched as the two boys ran off. “You should get yourself cleaned up, you’ll be healed soon, though don't think we will not be discussing this later,” Hava told him."Yes ma'am," Drake started and as he stood up, he had a bit of a grin on his face. "You know, the reason I lied wasn't to trick you so much as the others," he said, jerking a thumb in the direction the boys went. He went over and picked up the cello that was lying on the ground, surprised that it wasn't broken, though it did seem to have some scratches from being tossed around. He brought it back to Hava and went to hand it out to her. "This was that vampire girl's. I don't mind talking about it, but tonight probably isn't the best time." After that he started to leave but the turned back to add, "Oh, and uh,...thanks for showing up when you did."

Later, as Drake was cleaning up, he couldn't help but think about what could have happened if Hava didn't get there in time. To be honest, he could care less about the two jerks, in fact it felt pretty good throwing them around, but anybody else who was close by was in danger. He let out a heavy sigh as he tried to clear his thoughts. After cleaning up, Drake got dressed and went over to the cafeteria to get some food before going to the chambers for the night. When he arrived, he saw Daniil already digging in, and he made a small wave to the guy. After grabbing his food, his sat at an adjacent table, within talking distance, and started eating as well.

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"Well to be honesty, I wasn't not paying attention to either of my classes, well expect for history which I may add is the most interesting class ever. I mean, I didn't know how big vampire history is until now." Nick say with a very excitable tone, Nick know there nothing excited about history but vampire history was different, Nick feel vampires were around like forever and it make Nick feel less alone in their little world.

While two roommate talk about history class, Nick realize tonight is the full moon, which means Cole have go to lock down room which sound like it sucks for werewolf, I mean think about it, if you are a werewolf and have to go a lock down room and turn into a werewolf with no self-control, then that won't be so much fun would it?

Nick thought about it and come up a idea, they rush toward their bag and pull what look like a blue gemstone necklace. "Hey Cole wait, I want to give you something before you go the lockdown room." Nick give Cole the blue gemstone necklace "That gem is call a Blue lace agate, my aunt say it help bring you calmness and peace of mind. I mean, I have other gemstones that my aunt give me but I think gem can help you."
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Gwen really does enjoy the silence of the library while reading the books.....at least she was enjoy reading in silence until when a big group of people enter the library and start talking. Gwen get up from her seat with a annoying sigh, well if I can't have peace and quiet, then I have to find my own peace and quiet so with that thought, she check out the books she and walk out of the library with them.

Gwen try to find a quiet place to read but no matter where she goes, rooms she enter are either loud or the doors won't open. she finally find a place where it is quiet and that place was the cafeteria. One person that was there however, was a guy who is eating meat but Gwen shrug it off, she sat down and return to her reading.
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She froze in her spot, eyes wide for a moment when she turned to face the man. She began to fumble with her hands, her fingers twitching about as she began to grow uneasy. What would happen with the other two? The glares, pushes and otherwise harmless bullying could increase to something she might not be able to keep up with. The attack could actually become commonplace couldn't it? If they found out that she sent the headmasters after them?

"I..." That was when she realized that the other student could get out of being in trouble if she spoke up. Risk the bullying at his expense after he helped her? That was not something the red head could deal with. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if that was how she paid people back, that was cowardly. More so than she would allow within herself.

And so, she took another step back to the vampire. Grey eyes darting around, unable to look him in the eye. Her words falling through parted lips as she started from the very beginning, how she was playing some music under the stairs. How the students who came were a pair that she grown used to for some time. The attack, how the one who came to help her was the one werewolf in her class that liked to challenge people instead of waiting to be paired up. She didn't remember their names, she was too far from people to really talk to anyone to begin with.

"If he wasn't there, I'm pretty sure my night wouldn't have been easy. They were attacking him in such a way that I'm pretty sure they were trying to injure as both, if it's cause of the full moon I don't know..."