Suspended

I stood in front of the vice principal of the academy along with several other students. They were injured and I had a vague idea of who they were. They were the masked assailants from last night.

All five of them including the one that I had nearly killed were present. Looks like he was released earlier than I had expected.

The door to the office opened and in walked the vice principal. He was short bald man with a goatee. He had a bulky body as if he had been lifting. He wore a professional looking black suit.

He walked past us and sat himself down at the chair in front of the desk. He then looked at us and stayed silent.

I don't know what he was waiting. Was he waiting for someone to speak? Someone to squeal and say that everything was not their fault? I did not know what he wanted.

"Do you boys know why you have been summoned here?" Of course we did you idiot. Why do you ask such dumb pointless questions.

I was surprised to see the other idiots shaking their head pretending to not know why they were here.

"What about you?" the vice principal asked me. I stayed silent and maintained eye contact with him. "Well, do you?" he asked again.

"Do I? I thought that was a rhetorical question and you weren't serious. Of course I know why I'm here and so do these idiots." I replied.

"These 'idiots' are your seniors but pray tell, why are you guys here?" the vice principal folded his arms and sat back on his chair.

"Well, you did call us here so why don't you tell us?" My words were met with glances of shock from the other idiots who stood around me. The vice principal frowned. He seemed offended but that was not my problem.

I had already dealt with police back on earth who spoke in tongues and riddles. "Do you know why I pulled you over sir? Do you know why the locals called us here?" No more. I did not want to deal with such stupid questions.

He was the one to call us here so he should know why we were here.

"I see, I read your profile and decided to give you the benefit of the doubt when it said that you show a disdain for authority of any kind."

"Actually I don't have a disdain for authority, I just don't like being asked rhetorical questions when you already know the answer."

The vice principal sighed and picked up a remote from his drawer. He then turned on the TV screen in the corner of the room.

It showed the video of the events of last night. Everything was captured. That included the time when I had increased my body size.

From what I could see I was getting my ass handed to me. Last night it felt like I had the upper hand but not from this video.

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I sat in my room with my clothes in a duffel bag. I had been suspended for 2 weeks while the others had been suspended for 2 months.

The reason why I had been suspended despite only fighting back as self defence was because I had nearly killed one of the other students. Had it not been for this simple fact I would have not been suspended.

Had I killed him then I would have been expelled and could be charged with either second degree murder or third degree. It was a good thing that Stuart Graham had managed to stop me.

I picked up the duffel bag and put it around my shoulder before walking out of my room and out of the dorm. I had everything in this duffel bag. The potions I had made for Aliza, the few extra ones, clothes, cash, cosmetics and a book.

This book belonged to Damien. It was a notepad filled with instructions on how to make several different potions. I could not make most of them as I did not have any ingredients to use. Most of the potions required ingredients that I could not afford. A gargoyles heart, botulinum toxin, world serpent scales, THC and even a hydra's poison. Tetro troclyine poison which was found in African Savannah monkeys.

90 percent of these ingredients were either illegal or near impossible to get. A dragons tongue, a Phoenix hatchling. I have no idea how he even knows how these ingredients would react. This must of have been due to his uncanny way of just knowing when it came to potions. Luckily for me I was not a normal person and had access to the underground.

I trudged out of the school gates with the duffel bag on my back. They had asked for it.

Within those two weeks I will make sure that I grew strong enough to beat any young master head on. The personal connections they had were pointless in the school so I had to make sure I took care of myself when I was outside the school.

A seven seater car pulled up and a woman poked her head out of the window. She stared at me for quite a while before saying "get in." She was a naturally beautiful woman but I could see that her beauty was halved due to the dirty cheap clothes she wore. She looked to be in her mid thirties.

"No, I don't who you are. I'm not getting in."

The woman reached forward and opened the door for me. "Damien, get in the car. I don't have time for this, I had to leave the kids with Mary and you know how she is."

Kids? Mary? I knew who this was. This was the worker in the orphanage Damien grew in. It was natural that she would pick me up as I was still only 17 years old. She was my legal guardian so she would be informed when I was suspended from school.

I got into the car and closed the door. It was time for me to go to the orphanage I had supposedly grew up in.

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