Chapter Two

I managed to sneak back into the house

without being caught by Jerry and Cindy.

They were both passed out on the couch with

beer bottles surrounding them. Tomorrow

will either be a great day if they sleep in from

the hangover or the worst if they wake up.

I silently made my way up to my room and

crashed on my bed.

Tonight has been fun with the guys other than

the slap to the face from Ashley. The girl most

likely shitted herself when she saw all those

guns aiming at her. I glimpsed over to the

clock on the nightstand. It was 6:00 am on the

dot. Great! No sleep for me.

I decided to brush my teeth, then take a

shower before starting to get dressed for

school. I wore some blue wash-away skinny

jeans with a black tank top and an open

plaid shirt. I grabbed my phone and bag then

headed downstairs quietly. I was about to

walk out the door until I was yanked back

inside. I turned around to see it was Cindy.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE

YESTERDAY AND WHERE WERE YOU?!" she

yelled. I could smell the beer on her nasty

morning breath.

Jerry walked up behind her and if looks

could kill, well his would. "ANSWER YOUR

MOTHER!" he yelled then slapped me across

the face. I felt a sharp sting and burn.

He looked at his ring then glared at me. "You

got blood on my ring you bitch," he growled.

He was about to hit me again but Cindy

stopped him.

"No. She has to go to school. We'll deal with

her tonight," she said smirking along with

Jerry. "If you come home late again you will

regret it," she threatened me.

I nodded and walked out the door. I pulled

out a napkin from my bag and my phone with

the camera on. I looked at the scrape that was

bleeding on my right cheek. It was 2 inches

long. I let out a sigh and whipped the blood

off.

I guess one good thing about having powers

is one of them being self-healing. The scrap

would heal itself in about 10 minutes since it

was small. Small injuries take longer to heal

rather than big injuries which take less time

to heal. Don't ask me how that works because

I don't even know.

Math. Math oh how I love you. To be honest

I really do love math. I understand it pretty

easy and well I'm a fast learner. My second

favorite subject is English because in my

essays I would also get either a 95 or higher.

We were now doing independent work and

Ms. Genna was walking around helping some

of the students. She stopped next to me and I

showed her my paper.

"All correct so far," she said with her smile

as her gray hair fell down to the side of her

face. Ms. Genna was the nicest teacher in this

school. Everyone loved her. "What happened

to your cheek Dear?" she frowned with her

eyes glued to my scrape.

Shit. I gave her a small smile. "My cat doesn't

like to share the bed," I quickly lied.

She looked at me for a few seconds and gave

a small smile. "Oh okay. If you want to talk

about anything, I'm here for you."

"Thank you," I smiled before she walked off to

another student.

We were now in the middle of lectures on

how to do college math. There was a knock on

the door and most of the kids were thankful

since they hated math. Ms. Genna nodded her

head as the person spoke to her at the door. I

couldn't see the person because she or he was

being blocked by a wall. I shrugged mentally

and started working on my assignment sheet.

I heard the door shut and a bunch of footsteps

around the room. I ignored it assuming it

was visitors who would take notes on her

teachings. "Attention everyone. I know you're

wondering what's happening right now but

this nice man will explain everything," Ms.

Genna spoke as I continued working.

The person cleared their throat and spoke,

"Hello. I am here to assist a special student in

your class on a mission to take down a bad

guy. Please I beg you not to use your phones

or make loud noises for your own safety. Not

to worry, this isn't real. We're rehearsing for a

play," he whispered in the last part.

Would students even believe that?

I sighed as I recognized the voice. It was

Henry. He was in his mid 40's with gray hair

and tattoos. No. No. Not the gray hair that

elders get. This dude start-up put his hair like

that. To be honest it kind of suits him. He also

claims and I quote "The chicks dig it". This guy

is where I get my assigned missions. We had

our ups and downs but we were always cool

until now. He is the closest thing to a parent

me and my brothers have.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me," I mumbled.

I didn't realize I said it really loud because

everyone turned to me. I looked up and glared

at Henry.

A smirk rose to his face. I knew he needed

my help. That is the only reason he showed

up. I don't mind saving the school and all

but did he really have to do it this way? Like

honestly, you could've just called me or text

me. Anything but this.

This is all fun for you huh?" I scoffed causing

some people to gasp at my attitude.

His smirk remained on his face. "Yup. Now

gear up," he spoke as one of his men handed

him a duffle bag.

"In front of the class?" I questioned.

"Yes now hurry up. Your boys are coming

soon," he said putting the duffle bag on the

teacher's table.

Man, this got to be big. Henry never shows

up to my missions like this unless it was

necessary. I walked up to the front of the

room which only gained everyone's attention

which I hated. I opened the bag and took off

my plaid shirt leaving my tank top on. I heard

some whispers and looked at Henry. "Your

tattoo is showing," he explained. My tattoo

was a dream catcher on my back. Each string

had all my brothers' and my parents' name

written on it.

I pulled out a combat shirt that was black and

slipped it on. I pulled out a combat knife and

shoved it in the back of my pants under my

shirt. I then loaded up on the Ak's. I turned

around to see shocked faces.

There's no way they're going to believe this is

for a play.

"We're here," I heard Ethan's voice coming

from the door. James pushed him aside and

walked up to Henry clearly pissed off.

"The hell is your problem dude. You could

have done this in private and not come to her

school like this," He growled referring to me

and I couldn't agree more with him.

"Yeah well, we found out this morning and

rushed over here," he explained.

James rolled his eyes and walked over to me.

"You okay?" he whispered cupping my face

then realized the scrape on my face when I

flinched. "Them?" he whispered referring to

Jerry and Cindy.

I nodded and Henry cleared his throat. "Here

are the files," he handed the folder to me. I

took it and opened it.

"Alright. Our guy's name is Franky. He's in his

early 30's and has a teardrop by his right eye,"

I spoke and held up the photo so the guys

could see.

I gave the photo to Justin so they could pass

it around. "He wants revenge on someone in

the school. This kid needs to be protected. His

name is Darren Lincoln. He's on this floor. His

mother, who is a judge, died a while now from

natural death and as revenge, he is going for

the kid. Look for him quietly" I spoke again

and passed the picture of Darren around.

I turned to Ms. Genna and she looked a little

shook but smiled at me. "Ms. Genna is it okay

ifI erase the board?"

"Sure thing darling," she spoke with her sweet

voice. I thanked her and erased the board. I

drew a quick map of our floor.

"Alright listen up carefully. There are three

ways to get to this floor. There's the back

stairway and the front stairway. We also have

a gym which leads to the outside. The back

stairway will be guarded by Victor, Blake,

Austin, Ethan, and Taylor. The front stairway

is bigger so Mason, Alex, Carter, Weston,

Kevin, Gabe, Zack, and James will secure that

area. For the gym, Hunter, Felix, Richie, and

Chris, you guys will be there. Cody, Randy,

Justin, Lenin, and Stan, you guys will be with

me looking for the kid. Alright, let's go. Be safe

and if you see Frankly call it in." I ordered

them and they all nodded before leaving the

classroom excepting James and Ethan.

"Be safe and love you," Ethan spoke as he

kissed my forehead.

"Love you too," I replied and kissed his

forehead before he left.

James came up and hugged me. "We're talking

about your cut later. Love you, little sis," he

said kissing me on the cheek.

"Love you too," I smiled before he left.

I told Henry to have some of his men guard

this room and roam the hallway. He agreed

and divided them up. I walked out and started

searching the classroom for the kid.

As I walked into each class I received stares

and gasps as they recognize who I was. I

walked into the 4th classroom and finally

found the kid.

"He's in here," I said to my squad.

They jogged to the classroom and guarded it

as I walked in. I made my way up to Darren.

He looked puzzled and I don't blame him.

I offered a little smile and started to explain,

"A guy your mother put in jail has escaped

and now as revenge, you're his target. We

need to get you out of this classroom. Would

you please for us?"

He gave me a half-smile. "No thank you. I

could take care of myself. I don't need some

nerdy girl to protect me."

I stood there with anger. "Cockiness gets you

killed you know," I stated.

"You don't know anything about me," he spat.

I let outa frustrated groan. "This isn't the time

to start this shit. Now please just follow us."

He sat back in his chair. "No," was all he said.

Maybe I should do Franky a favor and kill him

myself. Ha! I'm just kidding...maybe.

I turned to the door to see the guys annoyed

at him. I turned back to Darren. "You think

you're so tough. You do know Franky is not

dumb enough to come alone so get your ***

up," I warned.

He sat up in his chair and intertwined his

hand on the desk then looked up to me.

"You're a girl. Just because you hold a gun

and look all armed doesn't mean you knowv

anything Especially when you're a nerd and

quiet."

I had enough and yanked him up by the

hoodie and dragged him out the door. I let go

of his hoodie and walked beside him back to

Ms. Genna's class.

"Feisty much," he mumbled to himself but I

was able to hear him.

"BOSS HE'S HERE AND HAS MEN

SURROUNDING THE SCHOOL. HE HAS

ABOUT 15 GUYS," I heard Mason through my

walkie-talkie. I picked it up.

"Hold them off," I ordered and ran into the

classroom with the guys.

Henry looked at me then at the kid. "Alright.

My men, keep him safe at all cost," he ordered

them and they replied with a "Yes sir."

I turned to the board where the map was

drawn. "Which is the easiest way into the

School?" I mumbled.

"The gym sweetheart. Anyone can basically

enter and leave without that much of a

notice," Ms. Genna's sweet voice informed me.

I thanked her and turned to my guys.

"Cody and Randy go to the main stair. He

would put more guys there. Justin and Lenin,

you go to the back stairs. I'm going to the gym

and Stan, you're on backup with a douche bag

over here," I said pointing back to Henry who

was glaring at me.

We all headed to the location. I soon met up

with Hunter, Felix, Richie, and Chris who were

shooting at the guys on the basketball court. I

joined in and helped them out. Four enemies

were now down. As we took them out one by

one, more came in. I heard a loud explosion

coming from the outside entrance. Some

of the enemies turned around and started

shooting behind them.

"Can you see who they're shooting at?" I yelled

before shooting someone in the back of their

head.

"No," Chris yelled then returned to shooting.

The rest of the guys eventually joined us.

"Why are you guys here?" I asked hiding

behind a wall as I was reloading.

"Henry's men got the stairway covered," James

yelled then pushed up in the enemy's area.

Another explosion went off and I noticed

some of the guys just disappearing into thin

air. I got distracted and that one of them shot

me in the arm. I cursed under my breath and

shot the guy in the head. I ducked behind the

wall and looked at my arm. The bullet was

wedged in. I let out a sigh and Ethan ran over

to me. He held my arm and reached into the

wound and managed to get the bullet out.

I watched as my wound healed back to my

regular skin.

We eventually pushed up some more and

stopped shooting because the men were

disappearing in a flash. I watched as men

would either drop to the floor from their

necks being twisted or from a headshot. The

last guy was then gone and me and my men

aimed around the area unsure what was

happening.

We watched as a figure appeared in the

distance. As the figure came closer into the

light, we stopped aim as we saw who it was.

Fucking Godric was back.

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