After Party Nightmare

His father, Franklin Magtris had just wedded the new woman at the Magtris family household, making their marriage official.

Hundreds of noble families were invited to the after party, including some of Peter's childhood haters and bullies. This was the worst possible scenario for Peter.

Back then they would back off because of Noah's overbearing power, who could stomp on all of them without batting an eyelid.

This wasn't the case and he only had Emma on his side but what was she going to do? Cry for them to stop? Her help was out of the question.

Peter was broken out of his thoughts by a sweet girl's voice.

"Peter! How have you been? Want to grab a drink?" A girl at the age of 13 approached Peter, wrapping her arm around his.

"Uh- Yeah sure, Elizabeth." Peter replied, startled.

Elizabeth was a talented Ice mage that had an astounding battle record and the beauty to match with her abilities. She had silver hair and a white complexion that showed no imperfections. She was the same height as Peter standing at 5 ft 3.

As both Elizabeth and Peter walked towards where the drinks were. They chatted lightly. However, this made all the other boys watching this unexpected scene clench their fists in jealousy. The beauty of Apex School of Sorcery was wrapping her arms around that cripple! Unforgivable!

"By the way Peter, you've become much more attractive since the last time I saw you." She teased, before taking a sip from her glass.

"You too." Peter joked, making her chuckle.

Peter knew that Elizabeth always had feelings for his older brother Noah. Was it Noah's looks or because he saved her from danger several times? He didn't know.

However, It was well known to Peter that she was probably trying to talk to him for other reasons, since there was no reason for her to be friendly with a 'cripple' like him.

He even heard rumours that she was known as the 'Ice Queen' at the academy as she'd always turn down every male that would ask her out and destroy them in duels. She seemed to hate the opposite gender; the so-called 'Ice Queen' clearly wasn't conversing with him right now, so he couldn't comment on the validity of those rumours.

"So… Peter. Did you know I'm getting an arranged marriage to the Prince in 3 years." Her voice went quiet and her heartbeat began to fasten; from her change in blood pressure, Peter could tell she must have felt uncomfortable about it and his suspicions seemed to be true.

"I'm in such a horrible situation right now. I don't want to marry that filthy guy but my family is forcing me.

"You must be wondering why I would even bother being friendly with someone like you. It's because I really needed someone to talk to and even though you're younger than me; you're mature and intelligent plus you have your brother's dashing looks. Hahaha…

"You and I are very similar, although we live polar opposite lives, our futures are hopeless. I want to keep speaking but I can feel my father looking at us. Thank you for your time, and I'm sorry about your brother. My condolences go towards you and your family; he really was my first love." She smiled, before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

The boy was too stunned to speak, by the sudden revelation and was about to call out her name, but she had already trotted away, leaving Peter frozen in place.

Moments passed and he struggled to gather what had just happened. Suddenly, Peter's hairs stood up and he felt shivers all over his body as the gazes of his childhood enemies and new step brothers shunned on him.

"Did you get that on your bracelet?"

"Yeah I recorded it all. I'm posting it to the male school forums. He's so dead for blackmailing our queen!"

"So how are we going to mess him up? We can't let that violation slide."

"I wanna hunt him! Let's give him 5 minutes to get as far away as possible, then we can hunt him down mercilessly."

"Why didn't we think of that? That's a great idea…"

Peter could hear everything they were saying.

He couldn't help but curse his situation.

'Great. More issues.' Peter kissed his teeth, turning around to move deeper into the crowd to have more witnesses if anything went down but was stopped in his tracks.

A firm grip tightened on his collarbone, making him grit his teeth in pain.

"Well, well, well. It seems you've become more of a filthy scum since the last time we sorted you out. Your brother isn't here anymore to help you out, so what now? You think you can take all of us? Is that why you violated the Ice Queen?" A boy three times the size of Peter, spat, removing his hand from Peter's collarbone and punching him in the face.

Peter spat out blood and clenched his fists together.

'7 adolescent boys, including Marcus and Alex at the sides. They're all bigger than me and 4 of them are fitter than me. Should I make a scene? But no one would even back me. Sh*t!' Peter calculated for a way out of this mess but it seemed that nothing would save him from receiving a beating from them.

"What do you want, Augustus?" Peter sighed.

"Who said you could show me attitude?!" He threw another punch aimed for Peter's head but it missed.

Peter managed to dodge the blow by ducking underneath it and countered with a leaping uppercut. He made sure to bend his knees and twist his hips, transferring all his weight into the counter left uppercut contacting straight with the fat boy's chin.

The large boy's head recoiled back from the blow and all the boys looked at him wide eyed, surprised from the sudden counter.

Peter used this opportunity to make a run for it. He couldn't see where he was going but he could determine the positions of the people by the sounds of their heartbeats and from the weight distribution on the floor. This helped him to dodge them, avoiding crashing.

"Get that Rat!" Augustus roared pointing at the escaping 5 ft boy and gripping his hurt chin.

Peter zigzagged through the crowd not hitting a single person and made it to the exit door in no time. It had already become a habit to Peter to navigate his way around his surroundings using places he knew.

In this case he knew the exit was 20 meters to his right from where the drinking bar was. Everytime he moved, he made a mental note of where he was last.

As he exited through the door, he took a sharp turn right. From here on, getting away from his pursuers was less difficult.

Conveniently, the after party was being held in the Magtris Family household and Peter knew every nook and cranny of the place like the back of his hand.

As he ran down the corridor and took another left, the other boys exited the large hall, shortly after, looking left and right for the blind boy, who was nowhere to be seen.

"He's blind and a cripple for God's sake. How did we lose him?!" One of the boys shouted in frustration.

"Let's split up. You guys go right, Alex and I will go left." Marcus said, turning left and running down the corridor. Alex followed right behind his older brother, smiling, excited from hunting down the weak Peter and finally being able to release some stress.

"Let's go!"

Meanwhile, Peter was actually hiding in Emma's room in the corner, regaining his energy. His fitness levels weren't the greatest so his only choice was to hide.

"It's okay. Just hide until they go away. *Cough* I'll tell them you're not here." Emma spoke, coughing. She was ill, therefore, she wasn't allowed to join the party. She had to isolate in her room.

This was a gamble but Peter hoped that they wouldn't bother checking Emma's room. The boys knew that Peter was a cripple, who had no one on his side, so there was no reason for Emma to protect him.

A couple minutes passed and the first knock resounded. The boys had finally made it to Emma's room after checking the whole mansion, still unable to find the cripple. Apart from the 2 brothers, they were all there.

Emma went over to open the door slightly, revealing 5 angry and frustrated boys all older than her.

"How may I help you? *Cough*" Emma asked.

"Is that Peasant in there?" Augustus asked, looking past her trying to see if any sign of Peter was there.

"No. It's only me. *Cough*"

"Okay. Sorry to disturb you." Augustus had turned around to leave but a loud shout stopped him in his tracks.

"Liar! I can sense someone in the room! This stupid girl is lying boss." One of the boys pushed Emma violently and rushed into the room.

"AAaaaahhh!" She screamed falling backwards on the ground.

'Sh*t!'

Peter had no choice but to show himself and come out of his hiding spot. He charged for the first boy and attacked using little bits of the Ju-Moobong first form, but his opponent was familiar with the attack patterns of the kicks and punches so he dodged Peter's desperate efforts to hurt him.

"Pitiful." He mocked, punching Peter in the stomach making him curl up in pain. He then kicked Peter's head, making him fall to the ground.

"Mess this lying girl up as well. She's an accomplice too! How dare you deceive me?!" Augustus ordered with his fat chubby fingers.

Immediately, the remaining 3 boys split up, 2 of them tying up the crying Emma and the other joining the bully that was beating up Peter.

"She didn't do anything. Just let her go!" Peter cried, tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt hopeless and powerless, unable to protect the last close person he had.

'Why did I drag her into this?! I'm so worthless!' He scolded himself for his foolish actions.

Peter mustered up the last bits of energy and pounced up pushing the 2 boys back and running towards Augustus and the other 2 boys that were about to touch Emma.

"Get away from her!" He yelled, unconsciously, imbuing his fist with the little mana he had.

His punch echoed around the room as one of the boys was sent flying backwards crashing into one of Emma's doll play houses. He was knocked out cold with one punch.

Peter stood in front of his enemies with a wide stance shielding Emma from the filthy predators. Blood rolled down his face and his legs shook in fear and exhaustion. After he put all his energy into that punch, there was nothing for him to do than shield Emma and protect her by being a punching bag instead of her.

The other boys broke out of their stances charging in to beat him up. Peter was hurled to the floor and repeatedly punched and kicked. Augustus however, ignored Peter and advanced towards the tied up and terrified Emma.

"Emma!" A familiar voice appeared at the doorstep of the room.

"YOU FILTHY F*CK! What are you doing to my sister?!" Marcus immediately was enveloped in a coat of flame mana around his body and his fists burnt intensely like torches.

He charged towards Augustus, who only looked at him in fear. Although Augustus's gang of thugs were all in the same year as Marcus, their mana core ranks were not as high, only being at the 3rd stage.

Augustus also coated his body with Light mana but it was futile. One punch from Marcus overpowered his body pushing him backwards from the incredible power. Roaring, Marcus threw a corkscrew punch deep into his round belly, twisting it. His tuxedo burnt and his skin scorched from the intense heat.

Alex came in right after looking at the situation wide eyed. He looked at the frozen 4 boys and the beaten up Peter on the ground, then the tied up Emma and finally the sight of his brother looking like a burning torch.

"What happened here?" Alex asked, looking at his older brother's infuriated gaze towards the unconscious Augustus.

"All of you get the f*ck out." Marcus roared. The boys immediately fled, leaving their unconscious boss behind.

"Alex untie her." he ordered, powering down. Alex immediately rushed towards his crying sister and she jumped into his embrace.

"You piece of sh*t! You couldn't even protect one girl!" Marcus rushed up to the bruised up blind boy and grabbed his collar, pushing him up against the wall.

"You hypocrite." Peter mouthed silently, earning a punch to his face.

"Stop it! He stopped them from hurting me! He tried. If he wasn't there, who knows what would have happened! *cough*" Emma screamed at her older brother, still crying.

"Tch." Marcus reluctantly dropped Peter on the ground, then picked up the unconscious Augustus like a piece of garbage.

He exited the room without a word, leaving the room silent.