Hunter Academy

Chapter 8

The bell rang signalling the end of fifth hour. Sophia began grabbing her books and stood up as everyone else filed out of the classroom. The teacher walked over to her desk and she glanced at him.

"Now, what were you wanting to talk about?" she asked picking up her books.

"I wanted to tell you that I'm not apart of Blaze's pack. Let alone a wolf for that matter. I am head of the Moonlight Raider clan. My name is Austin. If you don't mind me asking, why was your friend Zander holding onto this?" Austin held up a piece of paper and Sophia instantly recognized it as the paper she had handed Zander with the vampire clan's name on it.

"How'd you get that from Zander?" she asked wide eyed as she went to grab it. He pulled back and smiled, his red eyes shining through his brown contacts.

"Calm down. When I walked past him, I swiped it from his pocket," he replied. His expression became serious. "What do you want with my clan?"

"N-Nothing," she stammered surprising herself. "We just don't need your clan interfering."

"Interfering with what?" he asked.

"You're just as bad as Blaze."

"He tries to get you to talk using intimidation. I'm simply asking you."

"Fine." She let out a huff and looked up at the ceiling in thought. "Hunter Academy is trying to recruit a rogue werewolf that goes here. He has no pack, and he has no idea about his abilities." For some reason she felt like she couldn't stop herself from telling him. "My team is supposed to recruit and train him. If we don't get him now, then the they will recruit him."

"They?" Austin's expression changed to tense and worry.

"They are planning to overrun the school and take over. Hunter Academy holds many secrets and it is one of main reasons our world still lives."

"Sophia, do you know anything else?"

"No. I-" The second bell rang, snapping Sophia out of the daze. She quickly stepped back and glared at him. "Compulsion, huh? I understand. Stay quiet about everything you just heard." Austin brushed his shaggy black hair to the right side of his face as he nodded. "Will you write me a note for my gym teacher explaining why I'm late?"

"Yeah." Austin turned around and walked over to his desk, Sophia following after him. He jotted down a note and handed it to her. She turned to leave and he called after her. "Ms. Davis?"

"Yeah?"

"If you need any help, just ask." Her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as she slightly nodded and walked out. She began walking down the halls and out the doors to head to the gym.

"Next time I stay to talk to him, I'll make sure to wear sunglasses. Compulsion doesn't work if there's something blocking it... Damn! His compulsion was strong enough to go past his contacts," she growled as she opened the gym doors. She walked in and the coach looked her way.

"You must be Ms. Davis! Where have you been?" he asked as she approached him. She threw her books on the bleacher and handed him the note. He read it over and sighed. "You can call me coach Silva. We're playing dodge ball. You can be on the team with other two new students, Zander and Iris."

"Yes, sir," she replied running over to Iris and Zander.

"Where have you been, Sophia?" asked Iris.

"Resume!" shouted coach Silva.

Blaze reared back and threw the dodge ball as hard as he could at Sophia as she ran towards Zander and Iris. Sophia quickly took notice of it and ducked. It shot over her head, the wind from it slicing off a small piece of her hair. She turned her angry eyes on Blaze as she picked up a ball. Blaze had another one in hand and threw it. Sophia moved her head to the side as it shot past her. She threw her ball at Blaze and he jumped to the left. The ball curved and Blaze's eyes widened. It hit Blaze in the side, knocking him back. He lost his footing and fell back on his butt. He skidded back a bit as the ball hit the floor.

"We're not idiots, Blaze. This class is entirely made up of different Magical Races," said Sophia with a smirk. "Let's stop playing this stupid human game and bump it up to our kind of games. Zander." Zander snapped his fingers and the entire room changed. It was completely dark, the walls pitch black. Strobe lights were stationed everywhere and weapons were scattered on the floor. Coach Collins appeared in the middle of the floor as the lights flickered on.

"Huh? Where am I?" asked Coach Collins, his black hair spiked up like usual. His body was tense and his blue eyes were glowing. They usually glowed when he was about to fight. He's a hybrid; half warlock and half fairy.

"Calm down, coach," said Sophia approaching him. "I had Zander teleport you here."

"Huh? Oh, Sophia. It's good to see you. Wait, why did you guys bring me here?" he asked.

"To be a coach. Don't worry, we're in a class full of the Magical Races. There are no humans around."

"Okay. What did you need? And why does this look like one of our gyms?"

"We need you to be a coach for the game," said Iris. "Can you explain the rules to everyone?"

"I'm confused. Why did you-"

"The pack won't leave us alone. We figured we'd show them how out of their league we are," Zander replied and coach Collins smirked.

"Sounds fun. All right. Everyone, gather around." The class of twenty-five gathered in front of coach Collins. "All right. The name of the game is Weapons."

"Huh? What kind of game is that?" Blaze asked and coach Collins glanced over at him.

"Do you see all of the weapons laid out on the ground. They range from daggers to guns to swords and on. Any weapon you can think of will show up on the ground or in the rafters," coach Collins explained and he snapped his fingers. A door appeared behind him and Sophia grinned. "Sophia, Zander, Iris go put on the gear."

"Yes, sir!" they said running into the room behind him. They came to a two way hall and Sophia grinned.

"Let's show Blaze he can't intimidate us," said Sophia as her and Iris walked down one way and Zander went down the other. They came face to face with the girls' locker room and walked in. Sophia walked over to her locker and pulled out her uniform. The uniform consisted of a black, long sleeved shirt that was stretchable along with matching leggings. To go over it was a camouflage vest with no sleeves and a hoodie. The pants were camouflage with multiple pockets and a black belt that could hold any weapons. To cover their hands, they had on black gloves.

Sophia unhooked all of her weapons and shoved them in her locker. She grabbed out her black combat boots and pulled them on. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and grinned.

"You ready, Iris?" asked Sophia.

"Yeah. Let's go." They closed their lockers and locked them. They walked back out to everyone and everyone looked at them confused.

"All right. You're-wait, where's your weapons?" asked coach Collins noticing they had no weapons.

"We've decided to use the weapons already on the field," Sophia replied. "Now, explain what the gear does."

"Okay. This gear is used to protect you, but in a way, you'll still get hurt. The weapons laid out on the floor respond to the gear. When your hit with one of the weapons, you'll feel the pain, but you won't be wounded. For example, say that I stabbed Sophia in the arm with a knife. She'd feel the pain like she was stabbed for real but there would be no blood. These weapons are real, but the gear stops it from literally hurting you. You'll experience real battle without the risk of dying. There is a chance you can still pass out from the pain, but you'll be fine. The elasticity of the under shirt and pants are for flexible reasons. There's less chance of your clothes ripping and it makes it easier to move around in. Now," coach Collins snapped his fingers and the door behind him changed, "follow me and I will get you some gear."