3 Chapter 2

This headache is killing me.

Why?

I forgot to take those pills that Dr Wu gave me again, that's why my head is killing me.

Soon after my thoughts drifted back to reality.

Ilaria even turn the music down. And the first time in my life I don't like the silence, even Nash is quite.

She's right, they're my only friends and I treat them like shit? I mean Ilaria knows a few things me, but onIy a little bit. If I were to tell Nash that I can see ghosts and spirits, he'll just ask me if I can share the drugs I'm using.

Fucking idiot.

Looking out the passenger window, it is such a beautiful spring day the flowers in bloom and the birds chirping.

Something's off, where are all of the spirits?

"ⱧɆⱠ₱ Ʉ₴!"

What was that?

Glancing back at Ilaria and Nash, I notice they're not phased by that voice. Meaning it's a spirit.

Looking out of the passenger window again and at the woods, they're usually out by this time...the spirits.

"₮ⱧɆɎ ĐɆ₴₮ⱤØɎɆĐ ł₮!" That voice said in a devastated manner.

Something is clearly wrong.

After passing the woods we finally reached our school.

Articon Academy, the best art school in the country. It was built by Hunters for Hunters, The Seven Clans to be exact.

Each of us are apart of a clan:

Ilaria, being in the Serebryanyy Clan and most Russian are a part of them. Stereotypically, Russians are known for their brutality and their physical strength. Well in this case they are.

Nash's real name is Gnashton Argento. The Argento Clan, they are sadly not known for their food but for their knowledge about brewing of poisons. They rule the entire Europe along with Holzpfahl Clan and the Clan de la balle d'argent.

Holzpfahl Clan, is the best to be in if you want to be a gunsmith or a armourer.

And then there are the snobs themselves, Clan de la balle d'argen. They think they're the best just because they invented the first crossbow back in the 5th century and for that they are treated like royalty. But the only thing they're at is fucking with you mentally.

Both the Argenti Clan and the Yìn Clan are the most intelligent clans because of the Latin's knowledge of herbs and spice in making of antidotes and medicine. Cyber Technology and hacking is what the Yìn Clan are known for.

The Yìn Clan rule over Asia, well parts of it and the Argenti Clan rule South America and Mexico.

And finally me, Malakai Flynn Silwer. I'm part of the Silwer Clan that rules over Africa, Arabia and a part of America. We are good at Geography, it was said that the first hunter who started this clan could bend all four the elements.

The funny thing is that the clans say they rule the world.

In fact, normal humans don't know we exist much less the shadow creatures. We hide in plain site sure some clan members are kings and queens, presidents, chief of police, doctors, teachers or even five-star generals in the army, and some even Michelin Chefs.

The other thing that I notice is that if you translate each and all of the clan's names it will translate to either Silver or Wooden Stake.

Maybe, maybe if I wasn't blood-related to the first Hunter. My parents would still be alive.

They were the only ones who knew the truth about me.

They knew about the things only I could see, and the things I could do.

Passing through the school gate, we park at our parking spot. The second the car stopped Nash jumps out the car, practically running through the front doors.

Getting out the car Ilaria immediately stopping me.

"You should apologize Kai." She snaps at me then turns around walking away.

This morning couldn't get any better.

Great, I forgot I have Home Language.

Leaving the parking lot, I walked through the entrance and immediately went to the third floor in the East Wing of the school to get to my class.

This school is filled with rich people, yet there is no elevators only stairs, and a lot of them.

Opening the classroom door, I am the first here; like always. As the time went by sitting at my desk the class started to fill with all the Grade 11 Silwer Clan students and finally the bitch herself -Mrs Schmidt.

I remember this one the she failed my essay just because the story wasn't interesting.

The second she entered my nostrils filled with the smell of cheap perfume making me have a light cough.

She immediately started with the new lesson.

I don't even bother listening in on the lesson because I already know what going on with the work and I am two weeks worth of work ahead of the rest of the class.

Once again I look out the windows and still no spitits.

Something is wrong, I can feel it in bones. It is extremely quiet even for spirits, last time something like this happened was when the school was under attack.

Ring

That's the school bell, but it has only been 20 minutes and the periods are an hour long.

Ring

Must be another fire drill, if it was three bell rings, we're under att-

Riiing!

"Werewolves!" Some shouted outside the classroom.

"This is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill. We are under attack. Please go to the bunkers." Principal Hudson announced on the intercom.

This is the first attack we had in over two years. Everyone is rushing to go downstairs to the bunkers located under our school.

I have to help but I need a place where nobody will find me.

The rooftop!

Of course, if I go there I'll have a clear view of the woods.

Running down the hall constantly bumping into other students, making my way to the end off the hall.

Seeing the exit to the roof, sprinting through the door and up the stairs and through the other door, finally reaching the rooftop. Running to the edge showing the entire East and South wing of the school.

Looking around for any sight of the werewolves.

They are coming directly for the East wing thousands off them emerging from the woods and they're not alone.

Lycans.

This is why there's no spirits around it's because of the Lycans. This is not good at all.

Hearing another bell ringing, the bunker doors are now closed.

Just breath in and breath out.

I close my eyes to help with my concentration. I can hear their paws stomping on the ground, I can feel their movements knowing the direction their running to.

Balling my hands into fists, opening my eyes again.

"Lets do this." And so it begins.

Concentrating, I can feel the ground starting shaking causing the wolves to stop running.

In a result causing the ground to start collapsing all around the border of where the woods start, stopping the wolves.

A few started to jump over it.

Hearing a deep growl, I look over the edge only to be met with two massive Lycans clawing their way up to where I am.

Oh shit.

I swiftly turned around and quickly ran back to the door exiting, leaving the rooftop. As I reach the corner in the hall another growl excaped, except this came from behind me.

I stopped dead in my tracks as the growls multiplied.

I slowly turning my head to see my death. Only to be met two tall standing Lycans staring directly at me.

I should just try not to say something that won't lead to my quick death.

"Eh, you need to shave you have a little moustache." I fucking hate myself.

Right after my response they started shifting.

You can hear their bones bracking and re-aligning themselves.

After they stopped shifting, I turned around and only to notice they're naked. Are these things not embarrassed to be naked in front of a stranger?

They're twins.

Both of them have black hair and both have the same facial features, damn these things are ripped.

Probably means they're trained to kill.

The only difference is their eyes, they have both blue eyes but the one on the right's eyes are a darker blue and brown line around its pupils while the one on the left's eyes are also a darker blue but has a green line around its pupils.

"Are you Flynn…Cel…uh…cellfour?" the one on the right asks unsure about the surname, I guess.

"Do you mean Silwer?" Asking him.

"Yes!" The reply simultaneously. Now that shit is creepy.

"Never heard of it." I say turning to take my leave.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you it is rude to lie?" The one asks smirking.

Fucker.

"Does your mommy know that her precious little puppies are outside?" I shot back, knowing that pissed them off.

But I only got growls in return.

"We know what you are Flynn." This time it was the one on the left talking.

"What, the person whose gonna kick both of your asses." I asked with a smirk

"Why you're a Soldier of Nature."

And my smirk disappeared.