Honey You're A Shipwreck, With Your Heart Of Stone

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She was distracted. That much was obvious to anyone with eyes. Marlee had been sweet enough not to mention it as they trudged through their classes, though perhaps that was because Marlee too seemed worlds away. Hell, the whole day felt off and the hellhound mused to herself that perhaps there was a full moon out. The svelte little brunette was still thinking about what had happened in English, all of it right from Huxley admitting that yes, something was up- to Nix’s not so subtle teasing of Greg and Cyren. What worried the little hellhound was that both the dragons were in her class which she and Marlee were headed to now. They were both friends of sorts, something that the brunette lacked a lot of. And should something happen, something to rift her and Greg it would really upset her.

But she wouldn’t lie to the boy. She didn’t like him like that, it was simple as that. A soft frown had twisted onto her plump, pink lips as the two reached the training area. Cyren was so focused on her worryings, that she nearly missed Marlee’s sweet, playful chide to ”Not burn today.” Shaking herself Cyren grinned, something mischievous that covered her real worries. ”Oh, I probably will. Don’t let anyone get to you today.” She quipped, before slinking towards her grouping. A nephilim that she didn’t really speak with was already there, as well as Greg and Nix. The second the two Draconians laid eyes on her, Nix’s lips split into a feral grin while Greg flushed as red as his flames. ”Hey pup.” The female Draconian greeted, while Greg mumbled his hellow. Playing it off, hoping English wouldn’t be brought up Cyren snapped off a saucy salute.

”Hola brochacho’s anyone seen teach aro-” Before she finished asking, Professor Huxley was speaking, turning around from where he’d been talking with a fellow Professor; which Cyren hadn’t seen. The work was pretty standard. Greg and Nix were supposed to be sparring using some Draconian mojo, the nephilim was supposed to be working on her scrying abilities; and Cyren? Oh well she was supposed be harnessing the most difficult aspect of her hellhound breed- the fire. "Alright Miss Nielsen, I want to see a spark from each finger tip starting with your thumb.". Huxley wasted no time in instructing her, a firm yet gentle timbre to his voice. She wanted to appear confident and cocky as ever; but she paled a little. Running her tongue over her dry lips Cyren nodded; shedding her jacket to reveal the sleeveless shirt she’d chosen today for this exact reason.

”Alright. Prepare to have your socks knocked off.” Cyren purred, but there was no real confidence beneath her words. But it was an off day. Between danger and Greg and detentions; Cyren stood with her brow furrowed for about fifteen minutes before even the littlest spark ran up her fingers. "That's it, Cyren. But try to hold each spark for a little longer, say five seconds." Again there was this pleased gentle coaxing to his words and Cyren, as if seeking reassurance glanced up at him; her gaze surprisingly vulnerable for a moment before it hardened to that cocky, devil-may-care smirk. There was a sort of want to impress that made Cyren’s belly twist into totally not butterflies knots. At once she felt a spark ignite from her fingers, and startled she yelped, as it began to engulf her hand.

”Fuck.” Cyren hissed, momentarily forgetting that her professor was quite within earshot as the flame again began creeping up her arm. She didn’t know why but the fire terrified her. Perhaps it was a physical manifestation of her lack of control over her abilities, but she hated it. Quickly Cyren’s breathing turned ragged, and any sort of control she exercised fled from her bones. Distantly she heard Professor Huxley instructing her to look at him, to breathe stay calm, and regroup her mind. She couldn’t. Inch by inch flame engulfed her forearm and once again; she was aware of a crowd forming about her. ”Think she’ll burn down the gym this time?” She heard a classmate whisper with excitement. ”Professor do something.” Came Greg’s voice shortly after.

God this was mortifying. But before she could utterly freak out and turn into the human fucking torch or something equally disastrous, Marlee’s voice could be heard above the din of her classmates. ”Cyren, it’s okay. Don’t be scared of the fire. You can control it, I know you can.” Her best friend’s insight gave Cyren pause. She had never told anyone that she was scared of the fire, some innate panic seeing it’s glow engulf her. Probably because then, she could not deny her heritage and the beast that ran in her blood. But… She was thankful that Marlee understood. Cyren didn’t even notice when Marlee reached out to her; as her eyes squeezed shut and she forced herself to breath. Little by little the flame receded until there was nothing left but soot streaked onto her pale skin.

For a moment she fell into a shocked sort of silence. She had actually done it. No fire extinguishers, not witches having to hose her down and give her the illusion of clothing until she got back to her dorm. When she found her voice again, Cyrene grinned at Marlee, ”Well that’s something I didn’t expect to happen before graduation.” Things were winding down at any rate, and most of the kids had gone back to finishing up what they were supposed to be doing. She was all too ready for lunch so she and Marlee could have some privacy to talk about their day’s before they were made to go to their detentions. And even though it was with Daniel, Cyren hated any and all kinds of detentions.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



It was a long day, between his lapse of judgement in terms of Marlee- and Cyren’s clearly distracted and irritable attitude and just the general dealing with kids- Daniel was thrilled when the last class of the day rolled around. Then of course he’d have to give the girls their detentions but that wasn’t going to be nearly as bad as actually teaching. He was late to abilities, which Callum was not pleased about; and to top it off the kids were incredibly moody today. An actual fight broke out between two of his students, another student had convinced another that the school was just training them to be soldiers in maintaining supernatural secrecy from humans. That they were the easiest breed to replace.

And of course there were Daniel’s own thoughts about Marlee. How close he’d been to doing something that would of cost him his job. And as much as he liked to bitch and moan about his work- Daniel did like teaching. Today was more focused on the lore part of the species, mostly kids asking him questions and Daniel having to field them. Such as Do vampires really imprint on humans they feed off of? That girl who had asked, a slender little redhead, had clearly read too many romance novels and Daniel answered rather honestly. ”No. There are no lasting, long-term effects that come from vampires feeding off of humans. Sometimes while drinking you’ll receive memories, even the feelings and thoughts of that person. But once the blood metabolizes that’s it.” Daniel’s class of vampires were fascinated by that. Throughout the entirety of the class he’d sneak little glances at Marlee from the corner of his eye.

He hated not being able to help her with Fae magic. Almost as much as he hated himself for being so fucking attached to her. And because of his attachment his work clearly suffered. Since he was pretty much just paying half-attention to his little band of trouble-makers. Not that he could really help it. This was a boring abilities class for him. Answering things like if they could drink animal blood which technically they could but firstly it was disgusting and secondly lacking in the nutrients human blood provided causing vampires to become more aggressive, and drink far more and far more often than a vampire who fed regularly on human blood. Finally the class was winding down and Daniel wasn’t really paying attention to Cyren’s class; that is until he caught sight of a certain blonde fairy darting across the gym with still fifteen minutes to the class ending.

Curiously he turned his attentions towards Cyren’s corner to find a few students gathered about her, and her arms on fire. He really hoped this was something that she could get under control before leaving the school. Otherwise… Well the headmaster had hinted that she needed to be in control of her flames before graduating. Whatever he’d been lecturing about compulsion and how it was a need-to-use skill only, died on his tongue as Marlee got a little too close to Cyren’s flames for his liking. It took all his willpower to remain rooted to his section of the training area and not to run over there to warn Marlee of being burned. Surely that would give away the feelings he harbored for the girl. He hadn’t even realized he’d been holding his breath until Callum cleared his throat, ”Daniel are you alright?” The older vampire’s voice, soft and whispery as velvet on skin reached him and the brunette nodded. ”Sorry just a little thirsty. Which is why you all should make sure to properly feed when the need arises.”

He lied easily to his class who chorused ”Yes sirs.” At him. Finally, finally it was time for lunch and his class was dismissed, all too eager to get out to the lunch room. He used the advantage of the emptying gym to weave between students and professors until he reached Cyren and Marlee still standing around as Cyren glowed about having put out the flames on her own. A rare feat as Daniel recalled. Cy’ noted him first, her lips curling into that impish little grin as she sweetly informed Marlee that she’d meet her in the lunchroom while disappearing into the throng of students, Professor Huxley not too far behind her. This left just Marlee and Daniel. ”Uh, nice work earlier. Do… Do you mind if I walk with you to the cafeteria?” He wanted to make sure that she was alright. Not just from Cyren’s flames; but his own actions that morning.
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Hamish's family should totally be working for the Rebellion too, like instructing him on what to do and doing like little recon's on family days. Either way would work. Hell it could be during the detention and poor Daniel absolutely loses his cool and goes all protective mode and sending mixed I really like you but you're my student and this is absolutely wrong signals. Or it could very easily be a different time, anything will work. Hmm... Maybe at the Formal either something with the Rebellion could happen, like a first attack or even just like some sort of statement like they show up throw up some curse with incapacitates the Formal goers and kind of announce that they have a month or two to pledge supports or they'll be embroiled in full-out fighting. Or just some good ol' fashioned drama like either Daniel and Marlee dance, kiss have a moment or whatever and Cyren sees it and kind of presses Marlee on it, or vice versa and Cyren and Finn have a moment which Marlee's like "oh why didn't you tell me" and Cyren denies it or something I don't know. It's 4 a.m here and my brain is spit balling here haha.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn had seen how vulnerable Cyren was for a second which he hadn't been expecting to see from her, but as he was getting to know her more he was soon realising that she wasn't always this cocky, confident girl. He knew the Headmaster wouldn't want Cyren graduating if she hadn't learned how to control herself, but as a spark formed from her finger there was a bright future for the little brunette.

However Finn was getting far to ahead of himself when Cyren lost control of her flames once again, the fire was quick to spread like any fire is. He heard what the Draconian tell him to do something about it, he had just been about to step closer to Cyren when it was the blonde fairy who came to the rescue and shortly enough the hellhound's fire disappeared from her skin. A sigh of relief left his parted lips as the flames hadn't burnt Cyren's clothes or dropped to the floor and spread across the gym which wouldn't end well, he did continue to stand there just to make sure that Cyren was calm enough and nothing would happen. But it was now obvious to him from having watched Cyren, that her fire terrified her as he could see it in her crystal blue eyes.

He knew now that he would need to give her extra lessons with just himself, he'd run it by Callum first but he was certain that there wouldn't be a problem. Cyren was a dying breed and she could be very useful for whenever the war begun, but she would be useless if she couldn't control herself. The class ended finally but Finn's main concern was still focused on Cyren, so he stayed back until he noticed that Daniel stepped over to the fairy which caused Cyren to head out with the rest of the students and Professor's.

He easily caught up with her, "I'm pleased that you could stop your flames. But if it would be alright with you, I think we should have one on one classes so you can truly control those flames of yours." He suggested to her knowing he should speak with Callum first but he wanted to start these classes as soon as he possibly could, he knew she had another whole year of school but no one had any idea of when the Rebellion were going to make their presence known.

"Your friend got pretty close to you just then, I know she was trying to help but she could have gotten hurt." He told her as he didn't want to make her feel bad, but she needed to know that her fire burnt bloody hot for everyone other than herself. "I just want you to know that, Cyren. Don't underestimate yourself or what is running through your blood," He glanced over at the brunette who still needed to clean up her arm which was darken by the fire, "But it's a good idea if you continue to wear sleeveless tops. Just for now, anyways." He grinned as his voice turned light and cheeky, he just had to say something about it as it had been on his tongue still she took her jacket off back in the gym.

"Mind if I walk with you?" Finn asked even though he was already walking beside her as they left the gym building, he wanted to make sure that she was alright before he left to go have his own lunch. "I hope that you aren't worrying about what I told you this morning, I didn't tell you so you would worry or even think about it. Trust me, I won't be letting anything happen to you." He assured her as he wouldn't let anything happen to her, he would protect all the students that he could as it was his job and he was more than prepared to do whatever he needed to.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee smiled widely as she looked at her best friend, "I'd hug you now but I don't want you to dirty my clothes." She teased Cyren with a sweet smile on her face, instead she gave her friend a gentle nudge with her elbow as the class slowly came to an end. She was more than ready for some lunch, all she wanted to do was eat and talk to Cyren. She had noticed how distant Cyren was within a split second and she wanted to know why, but then she felt a presence and Cyren informed her that they would met in the lunchroom.

Marlee turned to see who wanted to speak with her, only for her baby blue eyes to land on the Professor that she held secret feelings for. "It was nothing," She brushed it off easily as she felt butterflies fill her stomach and explode as she looked at Daniel, "Only if you have time." She didn't really know how to act around him now, he had tucked her hair behind her hair and to Marlee that would be considered a moment.

But Daniel was a Professor and it was wrong, even though it felt more than right to Marlee. "Look, I'm sorry about this morning. I overstepped and pushed you, I'm sorry and it won't happen again." She told him as she turned to walk in the direction of the cafeteria, she so badly wanted Daniel to touch her again but if it was going to cause them to act like this than in her eyes it wasn't worth it. "I hate this, I don't want to feel like I've made things awkward between us." She admitted to him as she couldn't be the only one who felt it between them, as she walked she looked up at Daniel with her big eyes. "I'll understand if I was too close and it was my blood, I won't tell anyone even though you didn't do anything wrong." She started to ramble so she made herself stop, she needed to stop talking before she admitted her feelings to him.

"If it is my blood, you'd tell me right?" Marlee stopped walking and turned to completely face him, she wanted to know the truth. "Tell me and I don't have to hang around you so much," It had only just occurred to her that her blood could be affecting Daniel more than Marlee ever cared to think about, he had never mentioned anything to her before and she didn't want to stop spending time with him. There were only two people who made her feel like she was cared about, Cyren and Daniel were the only two people she trusted around her right now. "But I would like to continue on like we have been, I don't want that to stop." Instinctively she reached her hand out to touch his arm, but she caught herself before her fingers could make contact and she pulled her hand back quickly.

Biting down on her bottom lip as she took her eyes off of his handsome face, "Or is it something else?" Her voice went softer as she just wanted to know, she wanted to get back to how they were before what happened that morning. That is all she wanted.

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Yes! The whole line of their family could be in the Rebellion. We could make it happen during the detention, maybe Daniel and Cyren could start bickering playfully like normal and that could be when Marlee wanders off. I like both the ideas of what could happen at the Formal, either the Rebellion could do something small to make sure the school knows their there or a moment could happen between Cyren and Finn. Marlee could have eyes like a hawk so she totally sees and wants to know every single thing.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She was relieved when class came to a draw, and a few of her classmates actually patted her on the back while they left. "Let's hea-" She was in the middle of talking when she noted Professor Roberts jogging over and asked to speak with Marlee. Looked like she'd be walking to lunch alone, not that she minded. This day had been odd for everyone Cyren suspected as not only Marlee seemed distant, but Professor Roberts had as well. Maybe they had a little spat, so Cyren made herself scarce when Roberts pulled Marlee aside. Instead of waiting up, she just continued on her way; blending into the crowd, students surging about her all with the same destination. As students bumped and pushed their way around her, the little hellhound nearly missed Professor Huxley walking over towards her. For a moment she slowed down, racking her mind trying to figure out what he wanted. Was he gonna give her a hard time for saying fuck? Cyren doubted it, but that was really the only trouble she'd caused today.

It didn't really occur to her that Huxley was offering his praise and guidance until he started speaking, making the brunette relax. "I'm pleased that you could stop your flames. But if it would be alright with you, I think we should have one on one classes so you can truly control those flames of yours." That was something Cyren was expecting and for a moment she did pause, until a student bumped into her and glared at her for stopping the middle of the hall. Quickly she continued onwards with Professor Huxley. "Well, couldn't hurt right?" It wouldn't be the first time she practiced her abilities outside of abilities class; but the first time with an actual professor. Whom was entirely attractive as much as she didn't want to admit it. She didn't really read too much into his offer. "I would like that." She agreed, all traces of sarcasm gone from her voice. She knew that the Headmaster didn't want to unleash her out onto until she could control her flames- and time was running out.

Together they walked, side by side, down the halls; and Cyren found herself enjoying his company more than she should. At his mention of Marlee getting too close to her flames Cyren frowned, she hadn't realized that. "I- I hadn't even realized." She murmured more to herself than anything as the two made their way down the long halls, the din of other students nearly blotting out her voice, softened with concern. But there was no disgust in Huxley's voice, just a soft sort of reminder as he continued on. . "I just want you to know that, Cyren. Don't underestimate yourself or what is running through your blood-" He paused, glancing down at her bare arms, still streaked with soot. She'd take of that after lunch. Give her an excuse to skip out on a few minutes of detention. "But it's a good idea if you continue to wear sleeveless tops. Just for now, anyways." Huxley's voice was light and cheeky; something that made Cyren chuckle, innocently bumping him with a playful frown.

"Yeah, god forbid I lose another good jacket or top. I'll be stuck sleeveless for the rest of the year." It would be kind of terrible if that happened. She was incredibly susceptible to cold. It seemed a little out of the blue when he asked to walk with her, as they had been doing that since leaving the training area. "Mmm, no you absolutely cannot." She teased, before shrugging. "Kidding, of course you can walk with me. I like your company." It was an honest thought that fled her lips before Cyren could really think about it. For a while longer they walked, falling into a sort of comfortable silence before Professor Huxley spoke again, trying to reassure about what he'd told her earlier. A sort of crestfallen smile touched on Cyren's lips. There was more going on that she couldn't told him; due to her promise to Marlee. She felt like the Rebellion was like a shadow, quickly falling down upon the academy brought on by Marlee's father somehow contacting her.

What caught her breath in her throat was his promise, the sincerity that resonated in his voice. "Trust me, I won't be letting anything happen to you." For a moment she was at a loss for words. She wasn't used to being shown such kindness by a teacher, and it rendered the notoriously sarcastic and confident Cyren speechless for a few minutes. That is until she decided to dish him a sweet, and kittenish "My hero." Her honeyed praise was accompanied by a playful wink. However, she quickly added a more sincere, "I do trust you. Really." Which for Cyren, any sincere admittance of feeling was rare. Feeling her cheeks flushed as they neared the dining hall paused. "So, when do you think we'll start?" Beneath her words was a girlish sort of excitment; whether at the prospect of controlling her flames or spending one-to-one time with Professor Huxley, she wasn't quite sure.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



It with a sort of willpower that Daniel refrained from telling her that, for Marlee he had all the time in the world. He instead offered a bland little smile, "Of course I have time Marlee." He noted Cyren smirking and raising an eyebrow really she was too perceptive for her own good before scurrying out of the door, Huxley not that far behind her. A brotherly sort of concern washed over him for a moment; though it was quickly gone. Finn wouldn't do anything to her, if he wasn't in control of his Basilisk side, than Headmaster would of never hired him. Shaking it off Daniels turned back to Marlee, about to apologize for his earlier actions when she beat him to it. Apologies rolled off her like a storm and the guilt he'd felt earlier tripled. "Look, I'm sorry about this morning. I overstepped and pushed you, I'm sorry and it won't happen again." Shaking his head Daniel contradicted her quickly, his voice sharp in the now empty gym. "Marlee, I am the adult here. What happened was completely my fault. You've got nothing to apologize for- That's supposed to be my bit."

His voice was soft and gentle, a little playful at the end in an attempt to lighten her mood. Her next concern was a little shocking and like a coward he took the easy way out. "I'll understand if I was too close and it was my blood, I won't tell anyone even though you didn't do anything wrong." She didn't realize that it was his own desires for her that made him act the way he had. "If it is my blood, you'd tell me right?" He cut in before she could drive herself mad with worry. "Marlee, it was my fault okay? I hadn't fed yet and... And I had a bad night. It's not anything you have to worry about. I just wanted to make sure I hadn't scared you. I promise if that you were in no danger, I'm not gonna feed off you. No matter how thirsty I am. I wouldn't... I wouldn't breech your trust in that way." He tried to explain himself, while admitting the fact it had been more desire than bloodlust which drove him to his actions. "You don't have to stop being around me. Things are fine between us. I promise. Just wanted to make sure you still felt safe around me, and if not I was prepared to hand your detention over to someone else."

He offered Marlee a gentle smile, his dark mocha orbs shimmering with a sort of relief. Thank god she hadn't read more into his actions. That would of been far more awkward to explain. Daniel would of had to admit some truths that would probably cost him his job. Kind of like how he was attracted to his female student and had kind of made a move on her earlier. God, he used to joke about Teachers who dated students when he first started here. And he had sort of fallen in to that category. "So, we're all good." He promised, offering a smile that even managed to convince himself. "C'mon I'll walk you to lunch. I shudder to think of the trouble your little shadow has gotten herself into without you around." He joked, starting towards the exit with her close by. "Speaking of Cyren- you have to be careful when she's practicing with flames okay? I'm sure Finn already told you but she's not known for her meticulous control over it. I don't want you getting burned."

His lecture, if it could even be called that, was firm. It wasn't smart to be around Cyren when she was lacking in control of fire. Marlee could be burned to death- as could he and most of the students around her. Save for the Draconian's. Can't kill a dragon by fire. "So, after lunch just come find me okay?" Dan wasn't exactly feeling talkative today as they walked down the near empty hallways. His mind was elsewhere, like how fucking lucky he was that Marlee had not figured out that... That he really liked her. "How have you been though Marlee? You look a little tired." It was true, there was some change in her so subtle that Dan couldn't pinpoint it. "You're not upset about the detention are you?" He already felt weird enough giving her one. She was the one student that Daniel really hadn't thought would be getting into trouble like that. Part of the reason he found it so comical that she and Cyren were like white and rice.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn was really enjoying seeing this softer side of Cyren, it was a nice change from how she usually is when people were around. He wished he would be able to see it more often but he understood that Cyren was more confident in herself when she sent out witty remarks and flirted, he of course liked that side of her as well but it was just nice to see that she wasn't constantly acting in one way. "I wasn't going to let anything happen to your friend, but I just want you to be aware of whoever is around you. Even if it is Marlee who runs over to you, she has a good heart." He told her as he would hate for her to accidently hurt someone, he knew she would feel horrible about it and that could in turn affect her learning when it came to her controlling her flames. He didn't want her to get pushed back as time wouldn't last forever, she couldn't continue to stay at the school after this year just because she couldn't control herself. Callum and himself wanted to watch Cyren graduate school knowing that she could control herself, but if she couldn't then they wouldn't be able to do much else for her.

A grin appeared across his face when she told him that he couldn't walk with her, before assuring him that she was only joking which he knew she was already. "Well tough, because I want to walk with you so I am and you can't do anything to stop me." He joked with her as they continued to walk, shortly falling into a comfortable silence which Finn didn't really want to break. He wasn't the type of person who always had to talk to someone, he was more than comfortable not saying anything to Cyren. There wasn't any tension between them which was nice, if there had been or it had felt awkward then Finn would have walked away from her because if he got uncomfortable then he never stuck around for much longer.

A quick roll of his eyes happened after he told Cyren that he would protect her and keep her safe, "I will be if you keep going like this. It's not even the second week yet and you already have a detention," He chuckled softly as it was true, if she continued getting into trouble then he might just have to be her hero. Not that he minded the idea of that. "And I trust you, which doesn't happen that much with me." He admitted to her as it was a subtle hint of what creature he was, she hadn't brought it up so he wasn't going to give her anything else but if that stuck in her mind then she might be able to work him out in the future.

He was glad that Cyren seemed to agree and like the idea of having one-on-one classes with him, he had been a bit nervous to ask her in case she took it the wrong way and snapped his head off. Although she knew that she needed to learn how to control herself and the sooner she did, the better everything would be for her and the school. "I still need to run it by the Headmaster, but if he agrees which I'm sure he will. We could start tomorrow or the day after that," He told her as they approaching the cafeteria which meant he would probably have to part ways with her, not many Professor's chose to sit with the students as it was time to get away from them but Finn didn't want to leave Cyren's side.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


A small smile did find it's way onto Marlee's face when Daniel told her that it should be him apologizing, not her. "If you wanted to apologize then you should have gotten in before me, it must be because you're so old." She joked as her smile widened, she knew that Daniel was much older than he looked but he was a vampire and nothing would slow him down. She kept her mouth shut as she listened to his smooth but deep voice, she could honestly listen to his voice for hours on end and she would be so happy about it. His presence had always calmed her down but it was his voice that soothed her, when he was around Marlee forgot about everything that had been worrying her or anything that had made her upset. Cyren did the same thing but it was different with Daniel, she couldn't put her finger on why. "I know you'd never feed on me, I'm not worried about that. I've heard that fairy blood can smell stronger to some vampires," It is why her Grandparents always warned her about how dangerous vampires are, they had been drilling that into her mind since she was old enough to listen to them.

But she had never been attacked by any of the younger vampires on campus and she never felt fear when she was with Daniel, so she wasn't sure if there was any truth behind what her Grandparents told her or if it was just there to scare young fairies into staying away from vampires. She looked at him and shook her head, "Of course I still feel safe around you. I really don't want you to give my detention to anyone else," She told him as any other Professor would probably give her more tasks to do, or at least she thought Daniel might go a little more easy on her and Cyren. "I thought you could take it slow with me today, it is my first detention after all and I might get overwhelmed." She tried to keep a straight face but she failed, her usual bright smile lit up her face as she looked at the Professor that she was falling for more each and every day.

"We're all good," Marlee told him as she now felt so much better about what had happened between them, although he hadn't admitted that he held any feelings for her but she wasn't expecting him to. He either didn't and her feelings were one sided, or he did but he couldn't tell her because technically it was wrong for them. "I don't hear any crying or screaming, so I think she's behaving herself." Marlee wanted to be joking about that but she couldn't, Cyren did had a way about her that did made people cry or scream. But it was something that she loved about her best friend, they were so completely opposite that everything worked perfectly between them.

Marlee knew his lecture had been coming, "I do know that but it sort of just happened. I'm a big girl, you don't have to worry about me getting burnt." She assured him as she knew how dangerous Cyren's flames were, but it was like she wasn't thinking when she reached out to comfort her friend. It was something she always did so it just happened, "I'll find you. And I deserve a detention, I just haven't been sleeping that well lately. I keep having these dreams," She told him as they started walking again, she had the biggest urge to spill everything to him. "They feel so real but when I wake up, I'm still laying in bed. I see my Dad..." She finally explained her dreams to him and it felt so good to get it off her chest, at least now she didn't have to deal with it on her own. But she was still scared about him knowing, "Please don't tell anyone else. Ren knows and I don't want to get her into anymore trouble," She blurted out quickly.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She ducked her head at his rebuttal about her trouble-making ways. "Well if that's a promise, I may just have to get into more mischief." Cyren could hardly contain that little grin on her face. Finally, someone who could take and dish back her own playfulness, and who didn't seem to mind her flirtations. What caught her attention was Huxley stating that he trusted her, which didn't happen often. For a few moments Cyren was silent, mulling the information over. "Good." She finally murmured, those damned butterflies rushing back into her stomach once again. Why he'd decided to trust her, of all people, was beyond Cyren. But the little brunette was glad. It felt like her small social world was opening up to include Professor Huxley. As the two neared the hall, they paused; both a little reluctant to go in. For Cyren she hated the idea of sitting alone in a cafeteria where Hamish was likely to taunt her. And without Marlee to ground her temper; Cyren may actually break the wolf's neck.

Or slip wolfsbane into his food. Lips pressing downward into a thoughtful little grin Cyren nearly missed when he spoke again, about when they'd start. "I still need to run it by the Headmaster, but if he agrees which I'm sure he will. We could start tomorrow or the day after that." The svelte woman couldn't really see the Headmaster having a problem with it. After all it was his instructions she was not to graduate, officially anyway, until she controlled herself better. Because after this place, there was just the human world really. Sure there were a few supernatural communities within the human world; but nothing that Cyren would ever be welcomed in. "Professor? I really appreciate it. I know you don't have to help me outside of class." She murmured, a sort of abashed coyness creeping into her tone. By now the hall was mostly empty. The kids were eating while the staff were doing what staff did while not teaching namely avoiding said students.

But she was sure he wanted to eat, and she should grab a plate as well. Whether it was just her DNA or species, Cyren seemed to metabolize food quickly, and eat decent amounts. "Well, I need to grab lunch. And a table. I'm sure you've got stuff to do as well." She murmured, still a little reluctant about leaving his company. It may prove troublesome for her focus for his classes, but Cyren was admittedly intrigued by Huxley, and it would appear that this year Cyren would develop a crush on a teacher. But the brunette wasn't deluded. This was going to be a one-sided thing. Because at the end of the day, she doubted he'd look at her any differently than Daniel did. Like a little sister of sorts. She wasn't fool enough to pursue him, hell she didn't even know his first name. Yes it'd be easy enough to find out hello teacher records But Cyren felt that was a bit of a privacy breech. "I'll see you around." She promised, her voice mellowed and relaxed. With that she turned, pushing the large doors open to the cafeteria and putting on her "I really couldn't give a fuck" sort of attitude, sauntered in.

Most tables were full up, save for the one in the far back, the usual spot. It was quick work to grab a tray of food and claim the table as her own; every so often glancing at the doors wondering where Marlee was. Cyren had finished a third of her food when her blonde fae friend walked in, looking more relaxed than Cyren seen her that day. It didn't take long for Marlee to join her. "Hey, thanks for earlier. Didn't really get a chance to say it before." The petite senior stated. "What'd Daniel want?" Cyren was quick to ask, her curiosity getting the better of her. She would of straight out asked if something had happened, though didn't want to upset Marlee. It never boded well for anyone if Daniel was at odds with Marlee. Well, Cyren assumed. They got along pretty well and to date, she hadn't really seen them bicker. "Speaking of which we've got like twenty before your first detention. I'm sure Roberts'll go easy on you." She teased, eyes lighting up with an impish glee. The rest of the lunch was passed with easy chatter, and when the bell rang signaling the start of the girl's attention Cyren sighed and stood up rather slowly. "Let's get this over shall we?"
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



He deflated with relief when Marlee waved off his concerns. She still felt safe with him, and the incident this morning was quickly becoming forgotten by both of them. At Marlee asking him to take it slow and gentle with her, Daniel bit back a grin. Rather somberly he placed his palm over his heart dipping his head a little. "You have my word I will try. But you know how much I love to make my students suffer with cruel and unusual punishments." His voice was sarcastic, filled with his signature dry humor; and accompanied by a gentle smile. As she confirmed that they were all good any remaining worry and tension that he was holding onto vanished as he exhaled, chuckling at her comment about Cyren. "Well... She'll learn. One day. Maybe." God he was gonna miss shooting the shit with the feisty little hellhound. But... Well he'd miss Marlee the most. It almost ruined his mood thinking about what his classes would be like once she was gone. Shoving that to the back of his mind, rubbing his hand over his chin Daniel decided to just let it go for now.

"I do know that but it sort of just happened. I'm a big girl, you don't have to worry about me getting burnt." Their conversation turned serious again as Daniel frowned. "And I'm a grown vampire. But I still know better than to get near a hellhound while they're flaming and stuff." He chided gently, though there was no real bite to his words. He was just glad she was okay. At his concern Marlee turned quiet for a few minutes. That thing he sensed bothering her seemed to roll on the tip of her tongue and he wondered if she'd finally tell him what was wrong. "I'll find you. And I deserve a detention, I just haven't been sleeping that well lately. I keep having these dreams, they feel so real but when I wake up, I'm still laying in bed. I see my Dad..." Hearing her confess this to him Daniel stopped, his brows knitting together. Of course his first thoughts were, if these were just dreams it wouldn't be that odd. Marlee had been close to her father- this much he knew from what she spoke of him to Daniel.

But there was something sinster to the fact she was having these dreams now when the Rebellion was closing in on the school. Their presence a shadow that seemed to always be felt these days. "Marlee..." He murmured, after she asked him not to say anything to anyone. "Marlee, we don't know if this is some kind of magic. Which I suspect it to be. So long as nothing happens and they remain dreams I won't say anything to anyone. But if he's trying to spirit you away, or lure you to him- then I will intervene." There was a dark promise beneath his words as Daniel struggled with the image of Marlee being manipulated by her own father. "Look, if he's hurting you or trying to manipulate you- tell me. I'll- I'll figure something out. And as for the detention just come find me in my room after you and Cyren get done with lunch okay?" Sure he'd not have time to watch Archer, but that was fine. "I'll see you in a few." During their talks they had meandered their way towards the lunchroom, and he gave her an assuring nod before continuing his path down the hall to his room.

He still had a few bloodbags in his desk; which were the first things he retrieved upon getting to his destination. As he sat, enjoying the peace and quiet his room had to offer, Daniel allowed his mind to drift. Was Marlee in danger? Had he made a promise to her he couldn't keep? The vampire really didn't know that much about Fae magic, but he'd heard of people being spirited away by them, of magic hills and shoddy bargains. Of course what they could do went so far beyond that the vampire doubted he'd ever be able to understand; but it was still cause for alarm. He wouldn't put it past his favorite student's father to have more sinister plans for his daughter. Like using her for the gain of the Rebellion. Because not only would the Rebellion gain an incredibly powerful fairy- but a Hellhound. There was no way that Cyren would just let Marlee over to the otherside without following. He was so lost in his thoughts as he drank his lunch slowly he didn't notice as the bell rang. In fact, when the two girls found their way to his room, Daniel tried not to look as startled as he felt. "Right, you two ready? It's gonna be an hour and a half." He started as they walked in, Cyren already looking miserable.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn chuckled as he shook his head lightly, "Don't you think that you get into enough trouble as it is?" He told her as he raised his eyebrow, she got into more than enough trouble apparently. It was all other teachers would talk about whenever Cyren was brought up, not how she was smart or strong willed. No it was always about how much of a handful she was, not that Finn noticed her being hard or a handful because to him she wasn't anything other an a typical student. It was just easy days he knew, but if things between them continued on this path then he wouldn't have any problems like the other Professors. He was slightly surprised when Cyren thanked him, in his opinion he hadn't done anything that beyond him. In fact he knew why the teachers weren't offering to help Cyren learn control, but they really should have already been helping her as it was their duty to make sure the students were fully prepared for the big world away from the school gates. "Someone should have already been helping you, because no one has it makes us all look bad." He told the brunette honestly as he didn't know how the other Professor's slept at night knowing they let Cyren fall through the cracks.

Just because they thought she was to hard to control or deal with, she just needed a chance which is why he wanted to help her. "So you don't have to thank me, I want to watch you learn how to control the hellhound inside of you." He told her warmly as he was insanely interested in watching her live with the hellhound that she was born to be and to not be afraid of her fire, it wasn't something that he had seen often so now he wasn't going to ignore her. "Yes, you have a good afternoon and don't give Professor Roberts shit for having a detention." He grinned as he felt like he could be himself around Cyren, when she cussed in the gym he really should have pulled her up about it but he didn't really care all that much. It wasn't like she was saying to someone else or about someone, it came out because she was scared and he thought that was better than her using it when attacking someone verbally.

Finn stood there watching until the doors fell shut and he couldn't see Cyren anymore, it was then that he turned to continue walking towards the Professor food hall. Entering he saw the tables were filled but as he got himself a plate filled with food, he decided to sit at a table on his own as he liked having time to himself where he could just think about whatever was on his mind. There was only one person on his mind at the moment and that was the little brunette that he had just seen, she shouldn't be on his mind but he wasn't going to push her to the back of his mind. He should as he could get into trouble and it was wrong of him to be constantly thinking about her, but it wasn't as if he made himself think about her. She would pop into his mind at any time and he had tried to stop himself, now he just let it happen as no one would ever know what went through his head.

It wasn't long before he had finished eating his lunch, several other Professors asked him to join them but he kindly refused them as he left the hall. He was planning on just taking a walk around the campus as he didn't have anymore classes nor did he want to grade any of the work he had gotten from his students just yet. He might even check in on Daniel to see how the girls were going with their detention, he had heard that Daniel could be fairly tough on students who did get a detention with him so he wanted to know how Cyren was behaving.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee decided to ignore Daniel's comment about him knowing better than to go near a hellhounds flames, she knew he wasn't being rude or nasty to her. He had just been concerned about her which she understood because she had been very close to getting burnt by Cyren on accident, then she blurted out about her dreams because she couldn't hold it back from him anymore. At least this would help Cyren because she wouldn't be the only one who knew, she hated making Ren keep secrets but this one wasn't a simple little secret. Marlee still wasn't sure why she was suddenly dreaming of her father or how they could speak in her dream, she knew all about fae magic and what could happen if a fairy was powerful enough. But would her dad really be trying to manipulate her? She was certain that he wouldn't be because she was still his daughter and he loved her, he wouldn't be trying to take her away from the school.

"He's not, he wouldn't do something like that. He misses me and he's not allowed to see me, so this is the only way we can talk." She explained to Daniel as she didn't want him to think of her dad as this horrible person, he wasn't. He was part of the Rebellion but he must have a very good reason for siding with them, Marlee still didn't understand why he did leave but at least now they had a way of talking which in turn would hopefully stop her from missing him so much. Nodding her head she agreed to tell him if her father tried to hurt her and that she would go to his room with Cyren after they finished lunch, "I'll see you soon." She told him before she continued walking along the empty hallway, she did feel better now that he knew and he could help her if she needed to without letting the whole school know.

She smiled widely when she walked into the cafeteria and saw Cyren waiting for her, she quickly grabbed herself a plate of food before she joined her friend at the table. "Don't thank me, you would have done the same thing and I'll keep calming you down whenever you need it." She sat down across from Cyren and smiled at her sweetly while making a promise that would be easy for Marlee to keep, she never knew how she calmed Cyren down but she apparently did and Ren did the same thing for her. Not that she needed as much calming as Cyren did, but there were times when she did get angry over something. "He wanted to make sure that I was okay, we had a little misunderstanding this morning and he wanted to clear it up." She told her friend honestly after swallowing a large mouthful of food, the sooner she finished eating the quicker she would be able to see Daniel again. She could feel her cheeks warming up with a blush as she shook her head, "I've actually already asked and he told me how much he loved making students suffer. So don't go reading into this, missy." She pointed her fork at Cyren even though Daniel had only been joking with her, Cyren didn't know that.

After that they talked about other things before they had finished lunch, they walked over to Professor Robert's room and Marlee cleared her throat as he looked like he was off with the fairies. "An hour and a half?" Marlee couldn't stop the smile that beamed across her face, enough that her little dimples formed in her cheeks as she looked at Daniel sitting there. Now she was excited about having a detention if she could spend an hour and a half with him, "What do we need to do?" She asked glancing over at Cyren before turning her attention back onto Daniel as she waited for him to tell them what their task would be, she'd never had a detention so she had no idea what normally happened.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She hadn't been thrilled, following Marlee to Daniel's room after they'd finished eating. She really doubted that he'd be going hard on Marlee; but Cyren and Daniel loved to give each other a hard time. "Yeah, he'll probably have you like, shredding paper and have me like cleaning the school bathrooms or something." Cyren had quipped as they entered his room, though clearly she didn't really believe that. "Don't give me idea's Cyren." The vampire, never quick to miss a moment spoke up from his desk where it looked like he'd been grading papers and having his lunch. "I will burn this school down." She grumbled, crossing her arms as Daniel scoffed. "I don't doubt it. And to answer your question Marlee, I was thinking today you girls would just wipe off all the desks in the north wing. It should take about an hour." Which meant that they had a half hour to just screw around. Grinning, Cyren nodded chirping "Fair enough Daniels." Chancing a glance at Marlee the little hellhound noted how... bright she looked.

Probably at the prospect of getting to spend an hour and a half under the supervision of Daniel. "I'm trusting you two to not get in anymore trouble while doing this alright?" Smirking Cyren made an innocent noise in the back of her throat. "Trusting me? Oh I am flattered." Again, that easy playful banter flowed from her tongue making Daniel roll his eyes. "Rephrasing, I'm trusting Marlee to keep an eye on you and behave." A churlish chuckle was drawn from the brunette as she sighed heavily. "Fair enough. Do you have supplies or are we supposed to bring our own?" The sarcasm in her voice was light as Daniel stood, crossing the room to a closest where teaching supplies were kept and pulled out two bottles of Windex, and two rolls of paper towels. "There. Start here and move on. I'll check in on you periodically." This was much better than doing those stupid reflection packets other teachers made her do in detention. "Alright, you heard the man. Let's get cleaning." Cyren sighed remorsefully to Marlee, handing her a roll of paper towels and cleaning agent.

It was gross how messy high-schooler's could be. The graffiti on the desks, the gum beneath it that just... Eck. As much as she would of loved to listen to Daniel and Marlee chat about stuff, Cyren was quick to grab her phone from her jean's pocket and shove her headphones in, getting a good cleaning beat going. The silvery beams of moonlight streamed through the history teacher's large windows, casting the desks with a lustrous pearly sheen. The one thing Daniel was right about, was this was easy work. Cyren would be shocked if it took an hour to complete the tasks he'd set out for the odd duo. As time wore on, Cyren and Marlee had pretty much finished his room. Flicking an earbud out, catching the tail-end of Roberts' grinning at a certain blonde fairy, and said fairy giggling the hellhound was very, very tempted to say something. But instead of telling the pair to get a room she was pretty sure Roberts would of given her another detention on top of the week she had the hellhound cleared her throat. "I'm basically finished up here. I'm gonna hit the science room next."

Daniel nodded, and jabbed a finger towards the hellhound. "Do not go causing trouble." Muttering a "Yeah yeah." Under her breath Cyren pretty much bounced out the door, Marlee not too far behind. "I need to make you my detention buddy when it comes to Roberts. He likes you too much to be a hard ass." The halls were pretty much empty. Kids were either in the common rooms, dorms, or courtyards. The pair's footsteps scuffled against the tile and bounced off the high-ceilings as the two made their way to their next stop. There were only like eight class rooms on the north wing. Of course they were huge-ass classroom, still she wasn't really daunted. "Are you going to the Formal thing?" Cyren asked as they set to work, listening as her friend answered. A wicked grin touched upon her lips and she considered pointing out that Daniel was going to be one of the staff. For some reason the poor bastard always got dragged into staffing the Formals. However, she refrained. The work went by quickly, about thirty minutes later, the girls were in the middle of cleaning the maths' room desks.

She hadn't used her earphones since Daniels room, and her nose was beginning to reek of chemicals. "This stuff is nasty." Cyren grumbled feeling her stomach turn. "Don't know how you stand it." Of course Cyren's senses were a little more delicate than Marlee's. A soft whine was elicited from her throat as the svelte brunette scrubbed furiously at a particularly stubborn stain. You would think their school was intended for toddlers rather young adults. Cyren managed to get through a few more desks before her lungs screamed for a break. "If Roberts comes to check on us tell him I just went for a little breather. Okay? I'll catch up with you, I won't be long Marlee." Cyren promised, already backing out of the room. Making her way down the halls until she found what she was looking for- a large window where she could open said window, and get some fresh air. Knees drawn up to her chest Cyren stared out the window, feeling instant relief from the burning headache the Windex had brought on.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Things were going well so far, all five minutes the girls had romped through his door, Cyren already commenting about how he wouldn't be a hard-ass on Marlee but likely make her do something like clean the bathrooms. Which was completely unethical, but he played along quipping that her statement had given him some muse. The two taunted each other for a little bit, but Daniels attention was really just on Marlee. His gaze softened when the fairy brightened at his words, dimples appearing on her well defined cheeks. It was adorable, how she managed to stay cheery even during detentions; though by the way her gaze would roam towards him every so often Daniel was tempted to say that she was cheery to be with him and Cyren. The hellhound shockingly didn't really offer a fight when he got them their cleaning surprises, just rolled up her metaphorical sleeves and set to work plugging in her earbuds. Almost like trying to give them privacy. For a while Daniel pretended to be working on his computer, though he was entirely distracted by the fairy in his room.

It wasn't so much that he could smell her blood from across the room, but there wasn't any real desire to feed off her. Now the thought of kissing the little fairy soundly? That had crossed his mind more than once. When finally he didn't want to listen to the silence which had fallen on the classroom, save for Cyren's rather heavy music he could hear, Dan leaned back in his chair and fixed Marlee with an intense gaze. "So, how you fining your first detention? Surviving it?" He was trying so hard to act like his normal self. To pretend like he hadn't just been thinking about how soft her skin would feel; or how plump her lips were. If anyone found out about these thoughts- he'd be fired for sure. Listening to her, a careless grin touched upon his rugged face. "You know, if you want to put on music feel free to. While Cyren didn't ask I don't mind. Just in case you didn't want to listen to me rattle on about how frustrating creating lesson plans are." Daniel joked, leaning back in his seat.

God she was alluring, beautiful in a manner that shocked Daniel when other people didn't see it. And shocked himself for thinking it. It should of been wrong, repulsive to think about a student in manner he thought of her- but Daniel couldn't really bring himself to care. Freud would have a field day with this attraction he held for Marlee; of that Daniel was nearly sure. "Hamish hasn't bothered you has he? I haven't really asked since the incident." If it weren't illegal Daniel would of loved to box that kid's ears in. Little prick. For awhile longer they chatted until Cyren; who'd been cleaning desks off with a ferocity that would almost indicate she had things to do after the detention, cleared her throat taking her earbuds out. "I'm basically finished up here. I'm gonna hit the science room next." Her face was set in a grimace and it was then Daniel realized the smell of chemicals may be bothering her. But there wasn't much he could do about that. Instead Dan just nodded, and gestured towards the doorway. "You two stay together. Don't get into trouble. I"ll come check up on you periodically." He promised, and with that the girls were gone.

Gone and leaving him to his thoughts. God he felt so guilty every time Marlee left. She looked up to him, he was supposed to be someone she could trust and there he was pining after her like a fucking creep. Like he was safe to be around. While he mostly had his bloodlust under control- he hadn't in the past. And it was all too easy to lose control around a girl who could break beneath his hands all too easily. So he tried to distract himself. Dan was quick to bury himself in paperwork- really trying to finish next week's lessons before the detention was over. Time creeped on, and the teacher had forgotten about the girls for a little while. That was until he heard the frantic flurry of feet. Glancing up at the clock he swore under his breath. The detention should be getting out in fifteen and he hadn't checked on them once. What shocked him even more was when Cyren, eyes wild burst through the door. "H... Have you seen Marlee?" Frowning Daniel stood quickly, hurrying over to the hellhound.

"No, I was about to come check on you- what happened?" With a panicked hysteria Cyren launched into how she was feeling sick from the chemicals and had taken a short walk before going back to work; though Marlee was gone. At first she didn't worry but she'd finished a room on her own and still no sign of the fae. The hellhound's shoulder's were tense as she tried to explain that she'd tracked Marlee's scent to the main hall when it just vanished. Into thin air; and then came the guilty confession of how the blonde had been having odd dreams. "I know about her dreams Cyren. Come on we have to find her." He was the adult in that situation. Daniel was supposed to act like he wasn't internally freaking out. Together vampire and Hellhound made their way out of the room; Cyren leading him to the last spot she'd picked up her scent. "Do you think something happened?" Cyren asked faintly, her voice a soft squeak of terror. "Get to your dorm. Either way you let me know if she's there or not. I'm gonna start with the courtyards. She could of wandered off to the woods." Cyren looked like she'd fight for a moment, though nodded and turned on her heel- fleeing towards the dorms leaving a trail of acidic fear-scent behind her. "Please don't be in trouble." Daniel inwardly plead, as he jogged towards the nearest exit of the courtyards.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn hadn't bothered with checking on Cyren in her detention as he didn't want to distract her, or for her to try and get out of the detention because he was there. So he went to his English classroom and got to work on planning class lessons for the next week, it took him longer than normal as he actually took his time as he had no other plans for that day. That was until he decided to take a break as he was pretty much finished, he tidied up his desk so he would be ready for the next day of classes before he shut the door and walked through the hallways. He didn't see many students on his way as most of them were spending time with friends and relaxing, he was planning on checking on Cyren now as he wasn't sure if she would have survived this detention but the school wasn't burning down so that was a good sign. However he didn't get that far before he picked up her scent, but her scent was different than usual and that caused worry to flow through his body. Her scent had turned acidic which only meant one thing, she was feeling fear and that wasn't a sign he wanted to find. So he turned to follow the scent through the hallways, he noticed that he was heading towards the girl's dorm rooms so he picked up his speed while still trying to appear calm on the outside.

He had no idea what was going on or why Cyren would be so scared but he still didn't want alarm anyone that he happened to past, he wouldn't have been able to explain himself if his worry showed and someone stopped to ask him what was going on. He wouldn't have an answer other than Cyren's scent had changed, so he walked briskly through the hallways and up some stair cases until he arrived at a room that he guessed was the dorm that Cyren and Marlee showed. He didn't want to enter in case he had misunderstood her scent, but he didn't need to enter as Cyren was already on her way out of the room. "Whoa Cyren, what's going on?" He asked reaching out his hands as he gently but still firmly held onto her shoulders, so she would stop moving and would talk to him. He wasn't even sure if a male teacher was allowed to be near the female dorms, but right now he didn't give a fuck because something was wrong and it was obvious how scared and frantic she was feeling.

He looked into her blue eyes that now held so many emotions that he couldn't possibly pin point what she was feeling mostly, "Take a deep breath and tell me." He told her calmly as he wanted her to calm somewhat down, I took a break of cleaning the desks and when I got back, Marlee was missing." Cyren's voice flooded out quietly which caught Finn off guard, he had heard about what happened with Marlee and her father who had joined the Rebellion. But that was all he knew, "I'm sure she's fine. She probably just went for a walk," He tried to reason with the hellhound but he could tell nothing he was saying was changing her mind, "You don't get it. She could be in trouble, I need to find Roberts." Cyren told him before she moved away from his grip and rushed away from him, probably following any scent of Daniel that she could find. "Then we'll find her," He promised the hellhound as he easily kept up with her as they both moved back through the hallways, Finn still not knowing what he should do. He should go tell Callum if there was even the slightest chance of a student being in trouble or getting hurt, but there didn't seem to be any time as he wanted to stay close to Cyren.

"The Headmaster could help us," He did mention it although he wasn't expecting her to agree with him, she was a mission and she wouldn't stop until she found her friend safety. A scent of protectiveness was floating into the air from Cyren, one that he knew he would smell from the fae if things were turned and Cyren was in trouble. He followed the beautiful brunette who was set on finding Daniel, so Finn inhaled deeply and focused on all the scents he could smell. He mostly smelt Cyren as she was right beside him, he also smelt other students that had past there throughout the day. But then one scent stuck on his tongue when it suddenly turned a corner, "He's gone this way." Finn told Cyren as he pulled a door open that lead out into a courtyard, he let Cyren go before him before he continued to follow her.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee was completely fine with having to clean the desks, it was much better than some of the things that Cyren had to do before in her many detentions over the years. So she took a roll of paper towel and a spray bottle of cleaning agent, she started from the middle of the desks and worked her way towards the front where Daniel was sitting at his desk. She smiled when Cyren started to listen to her music which meant she could speak with Daniel, "I think I'm surviving it just fine. It isn't as bad as I thought it would be," She smiled as she sent him a glance, only this time he was looking back at her. If Cyren wasn't there then she was tempted to shut the door and kiss his lips, his lips always looked so soft and extremely inviting. She looked at him as she wiped over a desk, "I don't want to listen to music. I want to talk to you, but I could have helped with you with your class plans but someone gave me a detention where I have to clean desks." She grinned cheekily as she moved onto another desk, it was pretty disgusting what the students did on the desks and it made her wonder when the last time these desks had been cleaned.

Shaking her head, she started to scrub at some ink stains on the wood. "He hasn't said anything to me and he hasn't come near me, so far it's all good with him. But after what I did, I doubt he'd want to bother me again." She was glad that Hamish had decided to stick clear of her and Cyren, which was strange for him but Marlee wasn't complaining because she didn't want to see his face again. She smiled as she looked at Daniel before Cyren's voice captured her attention, she nodded in agreement as she had cleaned the last desk in her row. "We'll be fine, I'll keep an eye on her." She promised Daniel before she followed Cyren into the next class rooms, "He doesn't like me any more than any other student. He probably just didn't care what we did," She told her best friend before shrugging her shoulders, "I don't know yet. No one will ask, unless you wanted to be my date?" She smiled as she wouldn't actually mind going to the Formal with Cyren, or they could just chill out in their room as Marlee wasn't all that interested unless she could go with Daniel and no one would care about them.

They continued to clean the desks before Cyren needed to take a break, "No problem. Take your time," She told her friend as the smell of the chemicals weren't really bothering her, but she also wasn't a hellhound with a sensitive nose. It was a few more minutes of Marlee cleaning until she suddenly stopped, she heard her name being whispered over and over again. She knew the voice well as it was coming from her father, turning she followed his voice through the hallways until she walked through a courtyard and down the driveway that took her to the school gates. She had dropped the roll of paper towel and the spray bottle on her way, the closer she got to the gates the more she felt like she was being pulled along. "Hello my darling," Thomas was standing outside the closed gates as he waited for his daughter to arrive, a smile spread across his face when he realised how easily she came to see him. "Dad? What are you doing here? You can't be here," Marlee told him as she stopped her feet from walking, she knew how wrong this was. She should tell someone but she didn't want to, she just wanted to see her Dad again. "I know darling, but I have missed you terribly and I wanted to see you sweetheart." Thomas looked at his little girl as his voice flowed through the air and surrounded her, he needed to make her join the Rebellion as he knew Cyren would be by her side in an instant and they would be the most powerful duo ever seen.

"I miss you too... But this is wrong, Dad. I shouldn't be talking to you," Marlee spoke sadly as she would get into a lot of trouble for even coming this close to the gate at the late time that it was, "I couldn't stay away. I love you more than anything, darling. I want you to come with me," Thomas' voice changed, it became a whisper that floated on magic into her ears before shining through her eyes that shone a much brighter blue. She raised her hand as silver glitter shot from her fingers causing the gates to slowly open, "I need to go find Ren. She needs to come with me," She told him easily before she took steps forwards, towards her father who was smirking although Marlee couldn't see how evil he had turned. Thomas reached his hand out to take his daughters, so he could whisk her away to the Rebellion like he had been told. Marlee was close to leaving the school gates and the protective spell that surrounded the school, the silver magic was turning a darker grey the closer she got to her dad. In the back of her mind she could hear a voice calling her name, but she was to far gone with her father's magic that she couldn't do anything to stop herself from walking forward. Her fingers were just about to touch her dad's hand when a pair of strong and secure arms wrapped around her body, she was quickly pulled backwards as the gates slammed shut. "Dad no!" Marlee screamed when she watched as he vanished from her sight, tears immediately welling in her eyes as she felt like she was waking up from a sleep and she felt like herself again.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


This was all her fault. Cyren had taken her sweet time getting back to detention, letting herself lollygag in front of the window. Daniel was just as panicked as Cyren, that much was obvious as he told her to go back to their dorm and make sure she hadn't gone back there. Both knew it was a fools' errand. If anyone could track a scent, it was the Hellhound. And there was no scent pertaining back to the dorm. There was no scent anywhere. Like she vanished which made Cyren instantly think of Marlee's father. A fairy powerful enough to finagle a kidnapping right beneath the school's nose. But, Daniel was adamant that she go check the dorms; so that's what she did. Thundering down the hallway, shoving past a few kids and staff Cyren made it back to the dorm in probably record time. "Come on, come on, come on. Please be here." She muttered, digging the key out of her pocket and nearly breaking the door knob in her haste to get into their room. Not to her surprise, the room was empty. Both scents were stale, the last time either had been in the room was this morning. The lights were off and Cyren snarled aloud with frustration. This was her best friend, and if something happened then it was her fault.

She was supposed to protect supernatural creatures and yet she had fucked up about the one friend that she had. Cyren, in such a rush bolted out the door, just slamming the door behind her without caring to lock it. If people wanted to vandal her room while she was out Cyren would track them down after they found Marlee and take out her frustrations on them. So wrapped up in her mission to track down Marlee, Cyren hadn't realized the presence of Huxley, and as such ran smack dab into his chest. Yelping, stumbling a few feet she felt his hands warm and firm steady her by the shoulders. Though once she was steady he kept his grip. "Cyren what's going on?" Lips trembling she gave him the shortest possible answer. She had to get going. Every second standing around was a second that something bad could be happening to her friend. "I took a break of cleaning the desks and when I got back, Marlee was missing." It was sheer willpower she didn't break out bawling that if something happened to Marlee it was her own damned fault. However, the professor while looking troubled tried to calm her. Trying to assure that she probably just went for a walk. "You don't get it. She could be in trouble, I need to find Roberts. Her- her scent just disappeared."

With that she was on the move again, jogging back towards the main hall. Professor Huxley had decided to help her search apparently as he kept up with her, his brows furrowed with concentration. He must be tracking her as well and if Cyren was thinking a little more clearly she'd of realized whatever his shift was had an acute sense of smell. But she panicking and scared. For awhile the two just sorted out Daniel's scent, before Huxley spoke again. "The Headmaster could help us." At this Cyren came to a stop, her eyes widened with a plea. "No! You cannot go to him about this. Besides we don't have time." He didn't argue with her. When they found Marlee she owed him a big explanation about what had been going on. "He's gone this way." Huxley instructed, opening a door and the two jogged out. At once the night air washed over her face, cooling it and offering a little bit of relief. From here if one squinted they could make out the gate. And two distant figures. A shift of wind brought Daniel and Marlee's scent to the hellhound- along with one she hadn't caught in a long time. Marlee's father. Snarling, she didn't even think twice when summoning her bestial form, a large black hound with eyes as red as the flames that coursed in her veins. Her tail was long like a cats and spaded to a lethal point at the end, while horns sprouted back above her ears.

That form was fast, strong and within moments she was at the gates, just as Daniel was pulling her back. Cyren wasted no time in surging forward, jaws gaping intent to maim in some manner, this wasn't her father, but the image of Thomas disappeared as soon as Cyren leapt; sending the hound crashing to the ground landing heavily on her shoulder. Snarling loudly the girl got to her feet trying to track down Thomas' scent. But there was nothing, just a nauseating sweetness that she had always associated with Fae magic. Growling once more, lowering her head Cyren shifted back to her original form, the black body melting away to reveal her pale skin as she stood, wincing. The shoulder she landed on really stung but for now the girl was focused on making sure Marlee was alright. Marching back into the gates, she wasted no time in rushing over to Marlee her oceanic gaze worried and pertrubed. Huxley was still there, and Cyren would thank him later for helping her. "Marlee, are you alright? What happened?" At this point she felt they may have to tell the headmaster, but that wasn't her call.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Daniel watched as Cyren retreated, and once she was gone turned and quite literally ran to the nearest courtyard door. He knew it was getting close to sunrise, but it didn't stop him as he flung the door open charging outside. For a moment there was nothing, then the unmistakable scent of Fae magic. Frantically he scanned about until he noted two figures at the gate. One was small, petite and certainly Marlee, while a more sinister form lingered just outside the gate. It must be Thomas. "Marlee! Marlee get away from him!" Daniel bellowed, feeling as if he was momentarily struck with fear. If he didn't reach her in time god knows what Thomas' plans were; but surely they wouldn't be great for Marlee. The thought of the sweet senior being manipulated to joining the Rebellion faction spurred Daniel to bolt forward as fast as his vampiric speed would allow. What terrified him was when Marlee raised her hand, a silver sort of aura shooting from her fingertips and the gates creaked open. Normally staff could only open the gates, there was some serious magic on them and unless you had a key the headmaster made, or knew the disarming spell; students genrally didn't tend to escape. And things didn't tend to get in.

But before his eyes the gate creaked slowly open and he was close, so close as Thomas stretched out his hand for the little fairy. To Daniel's utter horror, Marlee raised her hand in response. Like she was under some trance and completely ready to go and join her father on the Rebel faction. Cool air whipped at his face as Daniel sped forward, stretching his hand out and in the nick of time wrapping them around Marlee's wrist; tugging her quite into his chest as Daniel's other arm wrapped around her to restrain the girl from leaving. "Tho-" Before he could growl a warning, a large black shape was surging forward leaping through air ready to land on Marlee's father. However, as Cyren's hellhound form leapt through the air Thomas just gave a sardonic smile and whispered "Next time Darling." Before his figure faded and shimmered into nothing. An illusion. Fuck. Cyren seemed to realize this too late as she landed to the ground with a resounding yelp. However, she was a beast propelled by willpower and no sooner had she landed on her shoulder, Daniel picking up the joints and bones cracking, the girl was on her feet. Darkness melted away from her like a shadow as the pale girl stood up jogging over to a dazed Marlee.

The vampire was absolutely shocked over the appearance of Thomas, and how easily he seemed to lure Marlee to him. His shock rendered the professor silent for a moment; and Cyren wasted no time in asking the blonde fairy if she was alright. Marlee was obviously shaken, and Daniel's jaw clenched with rage. From right under his nose Marlee had nearly been snatched- and her father was still on the loose. Free to continue to terrorize Marlee. Letting Cyren calm down about Marlee's safety for a bit he motioned to her shoulder. It was swollen, already bruised and if Daniel had to guess dislocated. "Finn, take her down to the nurse. I think her shoulder's dislocated. I'll take Marlee to the Headmaster." The fae paled, and Daniel looked away from her; feeling guilt awash in his stomach. He should of been keeping an eye on them. He knew about Marlee's dreams. He had figured something like this would happen. "Marlee, if you are feeling well we need to tell the Headmaster everything. The enchantment on the gates has to be respelled, and now we have to try to trace where he was using magic from."

The blonde still looked dazed, but she was standing upright and that was enough. Daniel's protective instincts were still very highly attuned and he wanted to do act quickly. The less time Thomas had to try something else- the better for everyone. In his bones he could feel the rosy dawn threatening to creep up. Daniel needed to be inside now. Doubting Marlee could run, lest fast enough to keep up with him, Daniel approached her and lowered his head. "We need to get inside. Fast as possible. Sorry about this." And like that he'd scooped her up bridal style, shuddering to think how many rules he was breaking now. Cyren was still muttering about wanting to go with them and her shoulder wasn't that bad; so Roberts just rolled his eyes. "See that her shoulder gets taken care of. Some ice, a good push into place and she'll be fine within the hour." And like that he was gone, Marlee's warmth dancing across his chest as he made for the doors as fast as he could.

"She's so soft. Light, like a feather." Dan's mind whispered, and once again the scent of her blood washed over him making his gums itch a little. He couldn't be having these thoughts not now. The second that Dan made it inside, shutting the door behind him he carefully set Marlee down; pausing for a moment letting her get her balance again. "Marlee I was really worried." His confession came almost like an abashed whisper as Daniel let his gaze rake over here face once again, as if committing every crevice and dimple to memory. "I should of been there. I'm so sorry. Do you... Do you remember anything that happened? Was he in your head?" Daniel figured he should have a rough idea of what happened before going to see the Headmaster. After all it still disturbed the vampire deeply that Thomas could of gotten so close to school without being detected. These grounds were so spelled that squirrels couldn't get around without being detected; which led to how had Thomas gotten so powerful?

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Once outside, Finn glanced around the courtyard and it took him a few seconds before he saw the shadows of people down by the school gates. He had been preparing to start running as fast as he possibly could, but before he could he felt a change in the air. A growl sounded from beside him and it didn't sound like Cyren, turning his head he saw the blackness travelling along Cyren's pale skin before it surrounded her body and formed into her hellhound. It was the eyes that got to Finn the most, being a Basilisk he was used to having a different appearance and even his eyes changed. But it was the brightness of her now red eyes that could put fear into anyone, any a Basilisk such as himself. Not that he was scared of her, because behind the redness was rage and determination at keeping her friend safe. He stood there frozen as he watched Cyren run and she was certainly fast, he followed her but wasn't able to keep up with her this time. If he had changed into his snack form then he would have been, but he didn't think it was the right time for that as he knew not many people would take it to kindly if they found out what he was or even saw his snake form. He frowned as he watched Daniel pull Marlee back into his body, before who he guessed was her father disappeared the second before the fuming hellhound flew through the air. Even he winced when he heard the crack of Cyren's shoulder bone, he slowed down as he finally reached the Professor and their two students.

"I'm fine," The blonde fairy whispered as she looked at Cyren, once the black form melted away from her skin and the petite brunette was back with them. It was obvious that the fairy wasn't fine, but he just stood back and watched them all closely. It was none of his business what had just gone on, but he hoped that Cyren would explain it to him when they had some time alone. "Of course," He gave a small nod of his head to Daniel as he had a lot to deal with now, and Cyren hanging around wasn't going to be one of them. "We can go see her after the nurse gives you the all clear, we all saw that landing you made and it made me wince." He told the brunette as he placed his large warm hand in the middle of her back, it was an innocent gesture but still one that a Professor shouldn't be making but right now Cyren was hurt in many ways and he didn't give a fuck. Once Daniel had taken Marlee back inside, he gently started to guide Cyren back along the path so they could go see the nurse and her shoulder could be pushed back into place.

Glancing down at her, he moved his hand in little circles on her back in an effort to calm her or to make her feel better. "Trust me, as soon as the nurse says you can leave. I'll bring you to wherever Marlee is, Daniel will take care of her now. You've done more than enough, you were amazing out there." Finn smiled softly as he wasn't sure Cyren realised how well she did out there, if she didn't which he suspected she had no idea than he would be more than glad to tell her. Not only had she controlled her true form, but she also did whatever it took to protect her friend. That was amazing in it's own right, but not everyone would risk hurting themselves to keep someone else safe. He walked her back into the school before turning them into the direction of where the nurse's room was, they fell into a silence as their shoes echoed through the empty hallway. He was glad that there weren't many students around, rumors would be floating around by breakfast the next time if anyone did see Cyren's shoulder or where his hand was. He kept his hand on her back because he wanted to, it felt nice for him so he assumed it felt nice for the hellhound as well. Also because he didn't want her running off to find her fae friend, it was something he wouldn't put past her at this time.

They reached the nurse's room and he knocked on the door, "Come in." A high pitched voice called out so Finn opened the door and let Cyren step in before him, "How can I... Oh dear, what have you done this time?" The nurse commented when she saw the swollen and bruised shoulder, Finn shut the door behind him to keep this visit private. "We had a bit of trouble during our extra abilities training, someone lost their balance." Finn explained which was a lie but he couldn't tell the nurse the truth about what had happened, if word got out that a dark fae from the Rebellion had gotten that close to the school then there would be panic. The panic would then spread to the families of every student and all hell would break out, so he didn't think a little lie would hurt anyone. "Oh Cyren, it looks painful. You sit up here," The nurse helped Cyren up onto the patient table before she rushed off to find an ice pack and some bandages.

Finn stepped closer to her once the nurse had left the room, "You need to explain this to me when we get the chance." He whispered to her as he felt like he had a right to know, he was a witness after all and he was also a Professor. "This better count as being your hero, I brought you here pretty damn quickly." He grinned as he looked into her oceanic eyes, the eyes that he preferred to look into. He moved his hand to her cheek and lightly ran his thumb over her soft skin, he needed to make sure she was going to be okay and he shouldn't be touching a student that tenderly. But his mind and body were screaming at him to touch her, he wanted to feel her soft milky skin no matter how wrong it was.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee felt lost as she watched a black breast jump towards her father, but he disappeared into thin air. He wasn't even there. He had used magic to appear and get her to join him. "I'm fine," She looked at Cyren once her breast had retreated back into her body, she flat out lied but it was obvious that Cyren was hurt and she wouldn't keep her friend close if she needed to take care of herself. She couldn't believe that she had been tricked so bloody easily, she knew her father wasn't the same but she still trusted him completely and all he ever wanted was to use her and Cyren. She didn't know what to think as her mind was racing, she had been fooled like an idiot and she felt like an idiot now. "I'll be okay," She whispered as she knew they needed to talk to the Headmaster right that second, he would need to make another spell on the gates to make sure nothing tries to get inside the school gates. She stood there until Daniel lifted her body up into his arms, she looked at Cyren before she felt Daniel take off running and because she wasn't used to the fast sensation she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to feel more secure. She closed her eyes until she felt them stop moving, she looked around to see that they were back inside the school and she was being set back down on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what was going on. I didn't mean to make anyone worry," She whispered as she looked up at Daniel, her sky blue eyes never leaving his face as she felt fear clutching at her heart. "You were there for me, you saved me from him." She continued to whisper as she reached her hand up and brushed her fingers over his cheek and down to his chin, "He got into my head. The dreams were happening to make it easier for him to control me," She told him as she knew what her father had used to make him so powerful and how to got that close to the school, she knew how truly dangerous he was now. "I'm so sorry, Daniel." She wanted to kiss his lips, they were so close that all she had to do was lean up on her toes and kiss him. But she wasn't sure who was around so she controlled her lust for him and pulled back her hand, even if his cool skin felt soothing against her warm skin. "I remember everything," She told him sadly as this would stay with her for the rest of her life, her father had betrayed her trust and love for him.

Turning she walked with him to the Headmaster's office, her knuckled lightly tapped on the thick wooden door before they were called inside. Marlee pushed the door open before she sat down on a leather armchair that was placed in front of the desk, "My father was at the gate just now. He tricked me to undo the spell you made and open the gate, I know now that he wants me to join the Rebellion." She told him flat out as it was easier that way for her, she glanced over at Daniel for some reassurance before she continued on and told the Headmaster all about the dreams she had been having as she wanted them both to know every single thing. "I heard him whisper my name and it was then that his magic took control over me, I knew what I was doing and I knew it was wrong but my body wasn't listening to my mind. It was two years ago when I went home with Cyren over the holidays, Ren was helping my Mom cook dinner and I was searching through boxes in my Dad's office. I found an ancient book, I had heard stories about it my entire life. It was a book about dark magic, every evil family member had studied it before passing it on... I knew my Dad was given it, but I didn't want to believe it." She explained as her voice cracked and tears welled in her eyes as she remembered the memory of that night.

"My Dad found me and explained it to me, like he expected me to agree with him that it was okay. I didn't and since then we drifted apart slightly, so when I started to have dreams about him. I thought it was a second chance to have him back into my life, I was stupid and I allowed him to get that close to the school. I'm so sorry," She looked at the Headmaster who was listening to her intently, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she needed to continue. "I didn't get to see much of the book, but the stories are that it holds the most powerful dark fae magic that has ever existed in this world. He must still have the book and is using it to get past all the spells that you've put around this school," Marlee told them as it was the only thing that made sense, no one should have been able to get that close to the school and yet her father had used magic and did. "Our magic turns dark if we turn dark, I used my magic to open the gate and it was turning grey. It was like he was showing me what it would be like if I joined him, he wanted Ren as well. I was about to go with him, until..." She couldn't hold her tears back anymore as they rolled down her cheeks, she quickly wiped them away as the betrayal she felt was hurting her the more she talked about her father and what he did to her.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She was furious, with herself and Thomas. Firstly, Cyren should of never left that detention. Just stuck it out until it was over and then gone to lounge out in the courtyards. Cyren had known about the dreams, her instincts had been screaming that something was coming and yet she'd acted recklessly. Guilt was awash in her mouth as the little brunette stepped towards Marlee, ignoring the throbbing radiating pain in her shoulder; her heart in her throat. The next time she saw Thomas, Cyren would teach him why people warned against messing with a Hellhound's charge. However, her anger dimmed when Marlee whispered she was fine; face ashen and white as chalk as she leaned against Daniel. It was clear, to Cyren anyway, that the vampire blamed himself as well. The way his hands carefully fluttered around Marlee like sparrows to nervous to land and touch. "I'm fine." When Marlee murmured that, Cyren's heart twisted. She clearly wasn't fine and it was Cyren's fault- but the Hellhound held her tongue. She was too exhausted to argue.

Shifting in rapid succession like that really took a toll on her; and even as she stood listening as Daniel directed Finn to take her to the nurse. It was probably a good idea, her shoulder felt as though someone had pushed rusty butter knives into it. However, Marlee was her best friend and clearly in distress. A warm hand settled in the middle of her back, and turning her head found Finn there promising that he'd take her to the nurse. A soft whine of protest escaped her throat as Finn began to guide her away. "Please, I have to make sure she's not gonna get in trouble." Cyren's words were bordering on a slurred speech pattern as she dragged her feet along. There was a fierce and deep exhaustion that settled over her mind like a fog. A few times on the way back indoors Cyren brushed against him, and even in her panicking she found comfort in the professor's touch; the only reason she didn't fight to go with Marlee. That, and his promise that they could go see her once Cy' had her shoulder popped back into place. Guilt washed in her stomach and for once, the mouthy Hellhound, was silent.

Picking up on her guilt and worry, or perhaps just acknowledging her pain, the hand that rested in the middle of her back began rubbing soothing circles onto her skin. A soft sigh of relief rushed past Cyren's lips like wind through branches. "'Wanna see her now." She mumbled, more pouty than anything else. As they walked, her eyes drooping with exhaustion every few steps Finn shook his head, hand never stopping. "Trust me, as soon as the nurse says you can leave. I'll bring you to wherever Marlee is, Daniel will take care of her now. You've done more than enough, you were amazing out there." At this, Cyren's head picked up a little and her eyes, still tinged with her hellhound's crimson, looked a little brighter and eager. "Thank you. For helping find Marlee." There was a chord of a humble gratefulness in her tone as the two walked down the hallways. They were pretty much deserted, people were probably sleeping or in the common rooms. Always there was that hand on her back, like a reminder that she wasn't alone- and for that she was appreciative.

The stress that had been piling on her chest since Marlee disappeared ebbed away a bit, and by the time they reached the nurse she wasn't nearly as agitated as before. Regretfully, Professor Huxley raised his hand up knocking on the door. This wasn't Cyren's first time visiting the nurse, far from it. Whether it be training accidents or her own clumsiness, the petite brunette was no stranger to the nurse and her office. As the nurse called for them to come in, Cyren sheepishly shuffled in, her shoulder clearly dislocated by the large lump and deep bruising that had stained her skin. After taking one look the graying nurse pointed to the examination table, telling her to sit there and wait for a minute. Complying, Cyren took her spot, squinting against the harsh fluorescent lighting. Impuslively she reached out, slender fingers curling into the fabric covering Finn's wrist. "Promise you'll stay." Large, aquatic eyes watched him with a sense of hyper-panic, which didn't relax until he promised that he would indeed stay. There wasn't many things that Cyren was afraid of, but snakes and any sort of medical setting were at the top of her list- respectively.A few moments went by with the nurse in the back room bustling about when Finn spoke. "You need to explain this to me when we get the chance." At this Cyren opened her mouth, but just shut it and nodded. He deserved that much. "Okay." She agreed, voice hoarse and hardly above a whisper. She assumed he had decided to lighten the mood as he just grinned at her, his oaken gaze shimmered with warmth. "This better count as being your hero, I brought you here pretty damn quickly." Before she could react, Cyren noted his hand moving, reaching out to brush gently across her prominent cheekbones. At this point surely she was flushing, and heart pounding the girl felt her breath catch in her throat.

However, she refused to break eye contact with him, and instinctively she leaned into his touch. "Yes, this certainly counts." For a moment she lingered like that, closing her eyes and just enjoying his touch.Until the nurse came back, an ice pack already in her hand. "I'm going to heal that shoulder right up as soon as it's back in it's socket." The nurse was part of the fae, that was obvious by the lazy blue sparkling at the tips of her fingers, ready to heal up Cyren's hurt. The second she heard the nurse's voice Cyren pulled back, and nodded- her own spruce colored eyes flat with a dread that turned her stomach. The nurse wasted no time in walking over, and without warning reached out, placing one hand behind Cyren's shoulder while the other shoved from the front. An audible snap could be heard and against her best efforts the little brunette yelped with pain. "Hush, now it's alright. Next time be more careful in training." The second the white hot pain exploded, it was cooled by the nurse mending the rest of the wound; until there was nothing left. Not even a bruise. "Take it easy in training. Don't over-exert yourself. And you are free to go Miss Nielson. Consider yourself lucky Professor Huxley got you own here so quickly." The nurse lectured, offering her an ice-pack to which the hellhound shook her head. Obviously being dismissed she got up to her feet, nearly pressed up against Finn in the tiny office. "Trust me, I consider myself quite lucky." Cyren countered, a subtle charm beneath her words. "Anyway, we should get going." With that the Hellhound nudged Finn towards the door and bade the nurse one last thank-you before heading out herself.

Once back in the empty hallways the exhaustion that had been eating away at her before threatened to eat the little brunette back. She'd be no use to Marlee like this, sore, tired, and hurting. She could make sure when the fae went back to their dorm that she was okay. Find something that would express Cyren's apology. It wasn't right, and if anyone saw it could of gotten them into a lot of trouble; but due to her swaying Cyren hesitantly placed a hand on Finn's arm just to steady herself. "I'll tell you everything. Just take me to the dorm I guess. Marlee spelled some privacy thing on our door so no one can eavesdrop." Doing as she asked, Finn led them and if he was uncomfortable about her leaning on him and using him like a guide- he said nothing. As they discovered the dorm to be empty, Cyren felt her gut twist with concern, and ambling she led the way to their small couch. It didn't take long for Cyren to lay on her back, head pillowed in Finn's lap as she yawned. "Marlee is from possibly one of the first and oldest Fae lines around. Magic runs deep, wild, and powerful with the lot. Magic that wild is bound to drive a few insane so, a few dark fae in time have been associated with the name. That man outside earlier was her father, Thomas. He's been appearing to her in her dreams for awhile now. I wanted to tell you but she asked me not to. And I just thought he couldn't get here... He wants her to join the Rebellion. To what end I don't know. But I know that she needs to be protected at all costs."

There was a note of finality in her voice, as though challenging him to contradict her ending statement. "I'm not much good like this... I'll- take me to her later." Already as she spoke, Cyren made a soft noise in the back of her throat, her eyes fluttering shut. She was exhausted. Before Finn could suggest he leave, Cyren fixed him with a look of silent pleading. "Professor, Marlee is gonna need to be watched at least for now to make sure Thomas doesn't come back for another try. I don't think she'll be in the dorm tonight and I really don't want to be alone. Please, just stay? For a little while at least while I nap."The thought of staying, and going to sleep alone in their dorm alone made her palms sweat with unease. "It's obvious that Thomas could get inside her head from our own dorm, and... And she's from that type of magic. I'm not. I don't want him in my head and if I'm alone... Please?" She felt safest around him, that if something were to happen he'd be able to help her. As if to emphasis her plea the Hellhound cozied into the professor. She was exhausted, and whenever she shifted back from her Hellhound the girl was incredibly snugly. But her fears were legit. If Marlee couldn't resist her father's magic nor would Cyren be able to. At least if Finn was here and Thomas got into her head- than the professor could make sure that she didn't get lured off, or set the school on fire. It was a lot that she was asking; Cyren knew that but that didn't stop her from asking him to stay to make sure nothing happened to her or the greater good of the school.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Daniel was besides himself with worry as he tried to keep a stoic face. If Marlee knew the red-hot rage that branded his veins he was sure it would frighten her. But as he gazed upon her, pale drained of the normal color and sweetness that detailed her face Daniel felt like he had failed her. "Marlee what happened wasn't your fault. You can't let yourself believe that. Your father's magic is strong enough it left an imprint. A magical signature if you will, that comes with power and age." He explained, his voice gentle and soft. Daniel just wanted to keep her calm. But, when that small hand reached out touching his cheek and tracing it's way all the way down to his chin, Roberts just stood very, very still. The warmth of a hand so tenderly touching his face was strange to him- it had been awhile since he was put in this kind of position. Daniel hadn't realized he was holding his breath, until she drew away leaving his cheek once again cold. "I'll always look after you Marlee. I'm sorry I hadn't gotten there sooner." As she spoke, admitting he'd been in her head Dan's worse fears were confirmed. Thomas was powerful enough to infiltrate Marlee's mind and the school. Daniel couldn't protect Marlee from Fae magic, just be there next time something like this happened. As she apologized Daniel made a soft noise of protest. "This wasn't your fault."

For a moment he'd thought she was going to kiss him- and he wouldn't of stopped it. Maybe it was the relief or the realization of just how important she was, but the teacher was yearning to wrap her into his arms, and do his best to kiss her sorrows away. But this was not the time nor place. The Headmaster was surely aware of his spells being broken, and they needed to go and talk to him. Things seemed to be alright now, but the sooner the Headmaster knew, the better. He was a little surprised when she abruptly turned away, but he was quick enough to catch up with her. The walk was silent, and he could only imagine how heavy her thoughts felt right now. Daniel himself was more than a little weary. This didn't bode well for what was in store for the school. Already his inbox of his teacher's email was filled with memos and updates about what was going on around them. Things were getting bad. Both sides were beginning to battle and losses were piling up everywhere. It would be a win to score a fae as powerful as Marlee, and the Hellhound that was surely a package deal with the fae. If teachers hadn't been so concerned with either of the two's lineage than perhaps Marlee would of felt more comfortable coming to them sooner. Soon enough that they could of protected the two. Now, Marlee looked emotionally traumatized, and Cyren had damned near broke her shoulder.

Anger began to replace his guilt as he followed Marlee into the Headmaster's office, not wanting to let her out of his sight this time. Teachers, were supposed to be above the petty bullying of their charges; yet most of them partook in it. Daniel hoped they were fucking proud that their unprofessional like behavior had nearly cost a couple of students and the safety of the rest. While Marlee took a seat, Daniel stood to the side of the room his arms crossed over his chest while his lips were set into a frown. As Daniel listened to her talk, starting with the beginning he almost protested that this was too much for her; but kept his mouth shut. This background on Thomas was absolutely critical if they wanted to stay ahead of his plans. But to hear how he had taken control of her body made the vampire nearly snarl under his breath. What kind of father could do that to a daughter? What made the vampire inwardly panic was the book Thomas was supposed to have. Without it, he was already powerful, with it? He imagined unbeatable. For awhile the Headmaster said nothing, his steel gaze deep and brows furrowed with thought. "These are troubling times upon us indeed." He murmured, more to himself than anything. "Professor, none of this was Marlee's fault. If anything it's mine. I should of checked on them sooner."

For the first time he spoke, pacing forward from the wall to place his hands on the desk, a look of quiet determination on his face. At this the Headmaster smiled, though it was not a warm thing. Instead it was weary and worn; bittered with something that he could not explain. "Daniel, I fear that had either you or Cyren been around, you would of merely been killed or hurt. Thomas wanted Marlee, and Cyren. Speaking of which; what of the Hellhound?" At this Daniel frowned, a little awkwardly. "She went after Thomas, shifted and lunged at him. It was only an illusion. She has dislocated her shoulder, possibly fractured it. Professor Huxley has already taken her to the nurse so apart from that I imagine she's fine." Nodding the wispy blonde fae just rubbed his temples closing his eyes briefly. "Until I can place Marlee and Cyren under a spell of protection that not even Thomas can break; they are to be constantly supervised. I fear it may be a tad awkward for you but we can't have something like this happening again. It'll only be for about a week. Respelling the gates are my priority. One professor must be within shouting distance at all times. I hope you understand Marlee. We can't risk having you wandering about and letting your father in." Watched? Daniel crossed his arms awkwardly and sensing it the Headmaster sighed.

"I was thinking to move them to the staff dorms. At least for now. That way they'll be surrounded by plenty of adults who can act should one of them fall under Thomas' magic again. There's a room not far from your's if I'm not mistaken. And another one not too far from that. I don't think it would be wise to place them in the same place. It would be too easy for Thomas to control them both. This is an incredibly serious and delicate matter. I hope I can trust you both to keep it under wraps." As Daniel nodded, alibiet a little reluctantly, the Headmaster smiled. "Good, now Marlee you will only be away from your dorms for a little while. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience but it's better safe than sorry. Should at any time your father find his way to you again in your dreams please immediately find Daniel, myself, or any other staff you are comfortable with." With that he rummaged around his desk for a moment before pulling out a slender glass vial with gently pulsated a pastel purple. From where he stood Daniel could smell the overpowering sweetness that made him drowsy. "This, is a sleeping potion Marlee. I want you to take one every time before you fall asleep- you won't dream on it. It may make you a little late for some classes, which I understand. Daniel can tutor you in whatever you miss. If you need to take a few days off." There was this soft gentleness to the Headmaster's voice and the vampire was relieved that he hadn't flipped out on the fae.

"I'll take you to pack." Daniel cleared his throat, standing up and heading towards the dorm. "I'll stop by one of the witches' classrooms and ask her to make enough for a week." Daniel promised opening the door for Marlee. It made sense that he wanted to keep the girls close to staff. Close enough that if something were to happen things wouldn't get so out of hand, as they had this time. As the doors shut and the two headed back towards the dorms Daniel spoke quietly. "See, none of this was your fault. Promise you won't go down that road okay Marlee?" Chancing a glance down at her Daniel found his gaze drawn towards her full lips, and the small frown that stained them. "Whatever Thomas is, first and foremost he is your father and should be protecting you. Not using magic that you cannot protect yourself against to manipulate you into joining him." At this the rage and disgust he felt with the girl's father crept into his voice as they walked. "It's safer that you girls get put into the staff dorms for now. I know that it'll be difficult without Cyren but I'm sure it's for the best." It probably wasn't a good idea to keep two intended targets in the same room. The walk was long, but when they got to Marlee's dorm, her mostly leading the way, Daniel opened the door for her, surprised at what he found inside.

Cyren was curled into a tight ball, her breathing slow and even and head resting in none other than Finn's lap. The professor, glanced up as the door opened and for the briefest moment he saw uncertainty color the other man's face. Daniel was beginning to suspect that there was more than just a brotherly or teacherly affection that the two held for each other. "She was exhausted, and didn't really think it was smart to fall asleep unattended in case the fairy tried something." Finn explained. Daniel supposed it made sense, it was the Headmaster had instructed to happen so he shrugged. "That's fine. Marlee go back your things." Dan instructed, looking around the dorm. It was the first time he'd been inside here, after all he didn't exactly creep around the student's dorms. The walls were a soft Shantung color, soothing to the eyes while the floors were a deep rich oak. The furniture was surprisingly modern and he had a feeling it wasn't school issued. How these two managed to get their hands on it was a mystery to Daniel. The living room area was covered with a thick cream colored carpet, matching well with their furniture. Compared to this Daniel's living spaces looked like a bunch of drunk frat kids decorated it. Cyren was still sleeping peacefully and even Finn was beginning to look sleepy. It was nice, but odd as well for Daniel. After all, if this is what he thought it was- he and Finn were kind of in the same boat.

Rubbing the side of his face Daniel gestured to Cyren, mumbling softly in her sleep under her breath. He and Marlee had only been with the Headmaster for about an hour; but Cyren already seemed rather deep in sleep. "Might want to wake her up. Headmaster wants them to move to a couple open rooms in the staff dorms. She's gotta pack up. How's she doing?" As much as he and Cyren teased each other, Daniel really did hold a botherly sort of affection for the fiery brunette. And while he held feelings of attraction for Marlee, Daniel just couldn't make himself see Marlee in the same older brother type way he saw Cyren. From the other room he could hear Marlee packing, and listening to Finn's update on the exhausted brunette he nodded. "Let her know the Headmaster said it's okay if she takes a couple days off. Not that she needs an excuse that one." Daniel sighed, with mock disappointment before heading towards Marlee's room and hesitantly knocking on the doorframe. "Marlee, what happened earlier I just want you to know that you're not in danger okay? I messed up earlier but it won't happen again. When you're in the staff quarters it'll be safest for now. What happened wasn't your fault alright?"

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn knew that Cyren would be just fine if she had to wait a little longer to see her friend, he didn’t say anything when the Hellhound got pouty at him although he did find it even cuter when her full warm lips pouted. However it wasn’t the time nor place for him to be thinking about something like that, ”Please don’t thank me. I did what anyone should have done for you both, I’m just glad that you two are okay. And Marlee will be okay, Cyren. She’ll need some time, yes but you will be there for her and that’s all she’ll need.” He wanted to make Cyren know that her best friend would be alright without her being there, right now Cyren wouldn’t be able to do a thing as Marlee needed to speak with the Headmaster that second.

Once he had helped Cyren sit on the examination table, he froze feeling her slender fingers grip onto the long sleeve of his shirt. “Promise you'll stay.” It was obvious how Cyren felt about being in this position, he couldn’t blame her as he never liked hurting himself so much that he needed to see someone to help him with it. “I promise that I’ll stay,” His voice was soft and low, he knew the nurse was most likely busy but he still wanted his promise to stay between them.

As his fingers touched the softness of her skin, he noticed that she wasn’t breaking their eye contact not even when her cheeks became flushed. His heart begun to race in his chest as he felt Cyren move more into his touch, "Yes, this certainly counts." Finn couldn’t stop the smile that formed across his face at her words, “Good.” He whispered to her as they lingered in that position, a position that they shouldn’t have been in but Finn had taken a huge leap of faith in touching the Hellhound’s cheek. But she wasn’t pulling away from him or screaming at him to get away from her, no she was leaning into his hand and the feelings that she caused to flow through his body was indescribable.

Pulling his hand back quickly, Finn made some room for the nurse and he stood there watched closely as Cyren’s shoulder was pushed back into the socket. He had to glance away for a second as he had been there before and knew how much it hurt, but he hadn’t gotten a fairy to heal the swelling or the bruising when he threw his shoulder out when he was younger. Finn grinned when the nurse gave Cyren a lecture, “I’ll make sure that she takes it easy. Thank you again, Ma’am.” He helped the Hellhound out of the small office which he was glad about because the space was feeling a little cramped to him, once they were back in the hallway he noticed how truly exhausted Cyren looked.

It was adorable to him. Feeling Cyren use his arm to steady herself, he wrapped his arm around her waist so she could put as much of her weight against him and he could hold her up. “Marlee knows how to do a spell like that? Huh, I didn’t take her for someone who would do that. She seems to nice and sweet,” Finn chuckled to himself as he thought about it, but then he realised it was probably Cyren’s idea and that did make more sense.

But none the less he got Cyren back to her empty dorm and helped her get comfortable on the couch, he wasn’t sure what he should do but he didn’t want to leave her alone in the state she was currently in. But he stayed as Cyren started to tell him about Marlee and her family, he knew that the fae was from a powerful family but he had no idea her family ran back so far. He had heard stories about fae families that go back that far into the supernatural world, but he honestly didn’t believe he would ever met someone from a family that powerful and just old. “I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how any parent could do something like that to their own child. It doesn’t make any sense to me, I guess that much magic can get to people and can change them.” He murmured mostly to himself as he wasn’t sure how much Cyren was listening to him, in fact he was surprised that she hadn’t fallen asleep already as her head rested on his lap.

Glancing down at the brunette, he listened uneasily as she asked him to once again stay there with her. She did make a very good point, it was safer for her and the school if he did stay to make sure nothing happened. “Alright, I’ll stay but only if you get some sleep. You need to rest and once you have, then you can be there for Marlee. But you won’t be any help for her, if you can’t keep your eyes open.” He spoke softly as his fingers ran through her brunette locks, he hadn’t noticed what he was doing as he watched Cyren’s eyes close and her breathing become even as she fell into a deep sleep. He did finally notice what he was doing when the dorm door opened, Daniel and Marlee entered which is when he quickly withdrew his hand from her silky hair.

“She’s doing as well as anyone would after seeing their best friend nearly get taken, hurting her shoulder and feeling guilty that all of this even happened. She was exhausted and she didn’t want to be alone, I thought it was much safer if I stayed.” He didn’t feel like he needed to explain himself, he had seen the way Daniel looked at the blonde fairy although it was something he wouldn’t dare say. It would ruin his career and probably his life also, he wasn’t going to be the cause of it. But hopefully whatever Daniel did feel for Marlee, it would be what protected her the most as Daniel had a reason to keep her safe and alive. “Right, you might not want to witness this.” Finn grinned as he didn’t know what to expect when he woke up a Hellhound from a deep sleep.

“Cyren, you need to wake up. You’ll be staying in an empty staff dorm, you need to pack a bag. It won’t be long, but it’ll be safer.” Finn gently shook Cyren to wake her up, he was preparing himself for how ugly this could turn as she hadn’t gotten that much sleep and would now be groggy from being woken up from a deep sleep. “Come on, I’ll help you with holding a bag open.” He tried to make this appear light and not a big deal, he wasn’t ready to tell the brunette that she wouldn’t be sharing a dorm with Marlee for however long they would be staying in the staff area. He stood up from the sofa and helped a grumpy Hellhound to her feet before guiding her into her room, he couldn’t help but look around at how she had decorated it. The room just screamed that it belonged to Cyren with the colors she used and the items that she had placed around the room, it was exactly what he had expected from her.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee hated how Cyren and Daniel felt like what happened was their fault and like they had failed her, which they hadn’t done in any way or form. Her father got into her head and anyone had been around trying to stop her from walking down to the gates, then she honestly didn’t know what would have happened or what her father would have done and that scared Marlee more than anything. "I'll always look after you Marlee. I'm sorry I hadn't gotten there sooner." Daniel spoke to her quietly but it only caused a frown to form on her face as she looked at him, “You didn’t know where I was or what was going on, you did find me as quickly as you possibly could.” She did understand where Daniel and Cyren was coming from, if anything happened to those two then Marlee would be beside herself with worry and she would also blame herself. But she didn’t want the two people that she loved to feel like that, it was no one’s fault other than her father’s because he is the one who started all of this.

She sat on the chair and watched the Headmaster as he listened to everything that flowed out of her mouth, it was a lot for Marlee but she knew they needed to know about her family and her father. It meant there was a chance for them to beat him if he ever tried anything else against her or the school, which Marlee knew he would until he got his hands on her or Cyren. Marlee felt her heart beat increase in speed when she realised that Cyren was a perfect target for Thomas, if anything happened to Cyren then Marlee would do anything to keep her safe and her father knew this. But her attention was captured when Daniel spoke, he was blaming himself again and it didn’t sit well with her because it wasn’t his fault but the Headmaster spoke before she could. Then she heard that her best friend could have fractured her shoulder because of her, she opened her mouth as she wanted to say that she needed to see Cyren but she didn’t get the chance.

Deep down Marlee knew this was coming, but hearing the Headmaster tell her that both she and Cyren would need to be supervised until he could respell the front gates and find a protection spell that was stronger than her father was something that made her feel uneasy. It would be for the best and Marlee was fine with it, but Cyren might not be as fine with this considering the Professor’s never cared about either of them before and now suddenly they would need to. “I understand, Headmaster. It’s for the best, my father had the chance to make me let him in but he didn’t. I don’t know why though,” Marlee stated although she did have a thought about why Thomas didn’t make his way onto school ground, to her it felt like he wanted her to join him willingly but how long was that going to last? Marlee didn’t know and that terrified her.

Marlee didn’t want to be apart from Cyren, they had shared a dorm together since they first met and now they would have to be apart for a week. It didn’t feel right and Cyren wouldn’t be happy about any of this, not only would they be away from each other but Cyren would be closer to the Professors who she didn’t like. The Hellhound was going to flip out when she finds out what would be happening for the next week. “Thank you so much, Headmaster. This means a lot to me, I now wish that I would have told you about the dreams sooner. But I was scared to tell you and now this happened, I can’t apologize enough to you.” Marlee told the Headmaster as she wanted him to know that she did feel horrible about letting this happen, but she has learnt from this night and she wouldn’t let it happen ever again.

Looking at the vial she knew she would need the liquid, she didn’t want to sleep no matter how tired she was feeling. She was too scared to even close her eyes, in case her father was there waiting for her again. She thanked the Headmaster one last time before she walked out of his office with Daniel right behind her, as they walked she listened to what Professor Roberts was saying and the frown on her face hadn’t yet lifted. “I won’t but only if you don’t go thinking this was your fault either, it wasn’t. Even if you had checked on me or if Cyren hadn’t taken a break, my father would have still controlled me and if either of you got in my way… He could have made me hurt you,” She told him rather firmly which surprised her considering how raw her emotions were right now, her heart had shattered into millions of tiny pieces knowing that her father had been using her. He didn’t want to check on her or talk to her, no he wanted her to join him when he knew she couldn’t stand dark fae magic. It made her feel sick and all she wanted to do was cry and scream. “It will be difficult for both of us, but it’s safer for everyone and it shouldn’t be for too long.” Marlee agreed before they reached the dorm, as she stepped inside she was greeted with a sleeping Cyren but also Professor Huxley who she noticed had snapped his hand backwards as the door had opened.

She didn’t say anything as she walked into her room and found a bag that she could use, she started folding her clothes neatly and grabbing anything else that she would need. She was laying her belongings on her bed when Daniel knocked on the door frame, she turned her body to look at him and she suddenly felt… a little shy. This was the first time he had been near the dorm, but now he was inside and he was in her room. “I know, but none of the other Professors have ever cared about Ren or me. Now they have to because the school has been threatened, I don’t want their pity. I only trust you to protect me, Professor. I’m not going to let myself get into danger like that again, my father may be strong but I have more to fight for.” Marlee looked at handsome man standing there in her door way, it took all of her self control not to pull him in further and lock the door with her magic just so she could make them both feel good again.

Hearing movement in the living space of the dorm, she knew Cyren was awake by how she dragged her feet as she walked. So Marlee finished gathering her things and placed it all into the bag, she was emotionally traumatized and was surprisingly holding herself together. But she could feel herself slipping as more things were sinking into her mind, she had already cried in front of Daniel once so she didn’t want to make a habit out of it. She tried blocking the image of her father and the sound of his voice from her mind, but she just couldn’t and it was frustrating her. “I don’t want to be alone, I’m scared.” A shaky whisper left Marlee’s lips as she zipped the bag shut, her chest tightened as she desperately wanted to cry but if she started then she wouldn’t be able to stop any time soon.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She was comfortable, suspended in that black space between dreams and a lighter sleep. The small hellhound's breaths were soft as her body was curled up into a ball; her head resting on Finn's lap. In short, she was quite comfortable and blissfully ignorant to anything around her. In fact, she didn't even stir as Marlee and Daniel returned to the room; which was probably for the best. She'd probably be so shocked that she would of accidentally burned the couch down or some other unfortunate thing. However, after a few moments of Finn's gentle shaking, the Hellhound began to wake. A soft whine was drawn from her lips as she shifted trying to press further into Finn. “Cyren, you need to wake up. You’ll be staying in an empty staff dorm, you need to pack a bag. It won’t be long, but it’ll be safer.” Her brain was far too sleepy to comprehend anything besides the fact that he wanted her to get up. "No." She grumbled, a harmless growl beneath her words. She had never been a graceful waker and this was no different. But it was a losing battle, eventually she was up, too much anyway to go back to sleep so a soft moan could be heard as she sat up and stretched; before throwing a dagger-filled look at Finn. Of course there was no real bite behind it, though an impish look entered her disarming Arctic depths as she languidly smiled.

"Fine, help me pack." At least she'd be sharing a room with Marlee. They could take turns acting as sentries to each other in case Thomas got in either head. Or so she thought. Getting to her feet, stretching once more she remarked absentmindedly, "You make a good pillow. See that must be what you are. Something soft and fluffy. Like... some obscure species of mystical rabbit." Boy she could not be further from guessing what species he was. At this he chuckled, and Cyren raised an eyebrow. "By the way, that was not a serious guess. It doesn't count. C'mon my rooms in there" She pointed a slender finger to the door, the furthest one down the hall that branched off from the kitchen. Leading the way, carelessly pushing the door open she flipped the switch on, illuminating the soft, pastel sea-green walls. It was adorned with a few posters, namely of a band called Mew and was surprisingly clean. Self-consciously she shifted, crossing her arms. "Alright. Let's start packing then." This was more to herself than anything as Cyren approached her bed, dropping down to her belly to stick her arm beneath the bed, pull out her old raggedy and beaten up suitcase, toss it on the bed and open it. "We'll start with basics first. I'll grab and you fold."

There it was again that impish glee, she always hated folding and rather innocently she noted, Finn had decided to help. Fishing her phone out of her pocket, she quickly pulled up her music files, and hurriedly put on Sometimes Life Isn't Easy. It was kind of the song she'd been absolutely addicted to the past month, and setting that on her dresser she mumbled "Alright. Packing." The girl made quick work of going through her drawers, yanking out sleeveless outfits so when she had training- her clothes wouldn't get anymore ruined than they had already in the past four years. She already had her favorite jacket on but threw in a few more ones just to be safe. Jeans were easy her's pretty much all looked the same and with a few leggings and tights- she was set in that department. "I don't suppose you know how long we'll be out of here for?" At Finn's confirmation that he did not, Cyren frowned; but in the end decided the amount of outfits she packed was fine. Lastly came her underthings, and it was great amusement she noted the flush on Finn's face as she tossed her underwear and lacy bra's into the suitcase. "Feeling alright professor?" She asked, hardly concealing her impish grin.

When that was all done Cyren leaned forward on the bed, zipping her suitcase up and easily hefting it off the bed and onto the floor; pulling out the extended handle to roll the thing. "So, where are Marley and I going to be? Like exactly? Near you, near Daniel? Are you near Daniel? Like if there's trouble who am I supposed to get? I'm not exactly anyone's favorite student. So really... I'd prefer to get you. Or Danny." She spoke, leaning forward and clicking her phone off in the middle of a Panic! At the Disco song, and one of her favorites to note. However, turning around she caught Finn's look of trepidition. "What? They're not sticking us in different rooms are they?" The look on his face was all the confirmation that Cyren needed that they were indeed sticking them in the same room. "You've got to be shitting me." Her voice had dropped to something of a growl as a lick of flame burst to life on her arm. "They can't do that! I- I'm supposed to keep an eye on Marlee." There was no way in hell that Cyren was admitting that she was terrified of sleeping alone. Like with no one in shouting distance like she had in her current set-up. Maybe it was a canine thing- but she hated sleeping alone and often nights would just stay up, her mind wrought with worry. Besides, who was going to keep an eye on Marlee?!

As her heart pounded in her chest the girl's attention was drawn to the flame that was now covering her wrist. Her first instinct was panic, but forcing herself to take a deep breath Cyren willed herself to calm down. The flame at first did nothing, though as her heartbeat slowed the small lick of flame eventually went out on it's own. It would appear that her abilities training was being put to good use. However, after she allowed herself that small victory Cyren turned back to Finn with large, frightened eyes. There was never a night she had to sleep alone. Well not really. Marlee was across the hall in the other room, and growing up the people who'd adopted her had taken in other orphaned creatures like her. Draconian's who had lost their parents, fae and halflings; she never had a shortage of "siblings." Even when she went home to the small orphanage for their kind which had taken her in, Cyren always slept in her old bed, surrounded by it's residences. And the thought of sleeping in a new place made the hellhound want to vomit. "I don't want to go." Speaking up rather suddenly, and stubbornly she brushed past Finn and flopped back down in her own bed, a sort of defeated look coloring her lips. It was clear that her mood had plummeted very, very quickly upon hearing the news she'd be by herself.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



It was a relief that Marlee had taken the news so well. From Cyren's room Daniel could easily hear the soft music playing; once Finn got her off her ass to go pack. And he could also make out their soft chatter. Leaning against Marlee's doorframe a little too nervous to go in Daniel watched as she began pulling out her suitcase and getting ready. Listening in on the conversation the hellhound was having; Daniel realized that she thought she'd be sharing a room with Marlee. She wasn't going to respond well to hearing that she'd be on her own. Shaking his head, turning from Cyren's conversation to Marlee the vampire was surprised to find Marlee was quick to begin talking, answering his assurance that everything would be fine. “I know, but none of the other Professors have ever cared about Ren or me. Now they have to because the school has been threatened, I don’t want their pity. I only trust you to protect me, Professor. I’m not going to let myself get into danger like that again, my father may be strong but I have more to fight for.” For a while he didn't know what to say. It was true. During meetings their names were the ones that always came up.

Suspicions about what side they were fighting for, and more in Cyren's case what trouble she'd caused. Daniel knew that most these teachers wouldn't challenge the hellhound's mind, making her bored therefore leading to bad behavior. Kind of like one of those Cattle Dogs who if not given mentally stimulating tasks- would tear your house apart. And he understood that's just the way Cyren was wired- but others were not so understanding towards the Hellhound. And god, it disgusted him to hear they way the teachers mumbled that it would be unwise to keep Marlee in their midsts. "You're right. Entirely right. They care now because of what they saw can happen. But you should know, they're not that empathetic. They're not doing it out of pity. They're going to help you guys and keep an eye on the pair of you because it's what's going to save their own skins. And people trying to save their own asses are the ones that are honest and true in how they act. You don't have to worry about anyone conspiring against you. You can focus on getting better at your magic, and the next time that Thomas comes you can be ready Marlee."

Looking behind him, Daniel took a few steps into the room; shutting the door behind him. "Marlee, so I am begging you to please just let these people help you. Sure they're not doing it because they feel for you- but they will do it as fiercely as any professor knows how because that's whats going to save their skin. And let them. Let them worry about the tough stuff and focus on your magic 'Lee. Okay? Please?" His voice was soft with a quiet desperation and gritting his teeth the vampire rubbed his jaw; an anxious habit. He wasn't a creature that knew how to tell others he needed them. How to let someone in. But with Marlee it was the closest he had come to any of that in a long, long time. Finally, exhaling Daniel added in a soft voice "I came too close to losing you today Marlee. I... I just can't. So please, be good. Listen to the headmaster. Do as he says it's all to protect you. And if you let everyone know how much you hate this plan, you know Cyren's going to be more difficult than I'm sure she's already being for Finn." He sound tired, broken at the thought of losing the delicate fae before him.

He had watched as Thomas lured her to him; and god if he had been seconds later- Marlee would not be with them today. And what would he do? God he was scared of what would happen if someone managed to take Marlee. His self control and blood-lust would be things of the past and he would absolutely hunt down the fucker who took her; and make them suffer. Crossing his arms over his chest, Daniel didn't say any of this. Instead he took a deep breath centering his heartbeat and breathing through the anger. "So let's pack. You're literally two rooms down from me. But Cyren... Uh, she's going to be a little further away. Closer to Professor Huxley than my quarters. We don't have many empty spots unfortunately." He doubted the Hellhound would take kindly to this news, but he'd tell her only when they were dropping her off. "So can you trust me enough to take my advice Marlee? I know you can kick your father's ass if you practice. You're right; you have more to fight for. And every step of the way I will be here encouraging you." Dan promised, his voice having dropped to a soft, husky whisper. However, the lines on his face softened when Marlee whispered that she didn't want to be alone; that she was scared.

"I know. I do. Being alone is... It's a scary thought. But you won't be alone not really. I'll be like right across the hall if you need me. I'll hear you. I swear nothing is going to hurt you Marlee. Alright? So, smile. Everything is going to work out alright." Reaching out for the second time that day he carefully tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear, though this time he didn't recoil nor pull away. "Pack up. I'll meet you in your living room." Carefully thumbing her cheek, Daniel pulled his hand away and made for the door. Closing the door once he was out in the hallway the vampire was heading towards the living room; though didn't get very far when he noted Cyren's door open and the Hellhound stubbornly laying down in bed refusing to go. Ah, Finn must of told her that she was sleeping alone. "Cyren, five minutes." Dan called, authority that not even Cyren challenged echoed in his voice. Normally he wouldn't of done it; but they weren't safe here. Thomas' presence had already been here and the longer they stayed the more likely it was the could trace the girls to their new rooms. Besides he was sure that since Finn was a new teacher and would of gotten one of those empty rooms; another would be open around there. Cyren could sleep there; but they had to move before all of this was in vain.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn was fine if Cyren thought he was going to be a rabbit like creature, not that he could be a giant snake. "No way, it's too late to take it back now." Finn grinned even though Cyren could take as many guesses at to what he is as she liked, he would let her guess until she finally guessed correctly which he honestly didn't have any idea how long it would take her. He chuckled softly as he watched the Hellhound get prepared to make some belongings for her stay in the staff quarters, which he didn't want to tell her that she wouldn't be sharing with Marlee. He knew Cyren wouldn't understand the reasoning of why the girls would be safer if they were apart, no one would be able to keep the girls away from each other during class hours. Their minds would be more open as they slept, which was the easiest time for Thomas to try and control either one of them. Not that Cyren would listen to him if he tried to explain that to her, he hadn't seen how stubborn the Hellhound could be if she didn't get her way or if she didn't like what was happening with or around her.

But he just continued to fold the clothes that Cyren was handing to him before he placed the clothes into the ratty suitcase, he cleared his throat when he noticed the underwear that Cyren was packing on top of the other clothes. His eyes couldn't help but to stare at the lacy bras and imagine what they would look like on Cyren's milky skin, it was a thought that he quickly pushed from his mind when she noticed that he was flushed. "I'm fine," He murmured as he couldn't think of anything else to say to her, but at least she didn't seem bothered that he had been close to drooling over her underwear. She also didn't seem to think that he was this creep, which he was thankful for because he actually wasn't a creep in any way.

"So, where are Marley and I going to be? Like exactly? Near you, near Daniel? Are you near Daniel? Like if there's trouble who am I supposed to get? I'm not exactly anyone's favorite student. So really... I'd prefer to get you. Or Danny." Cyren asked the dreaded question that he knew was coming for him, but he still felt his limbs freeze as he had no idea how to answer her. He wanted to tell her the truth but at the same time, he still wanted her to willingly walk through the school to where the staff quarters were. If she found out now that she wouldn't be sharing a room with Marlee, then she wouldn't want to leave so Finn decided to keep his mouth shut. However he hadn't known that his face was telling the Hellhound everything that she wanted to know, "The Professor's are going to keep Marlee and yourself protected. I know you don't want to be apart but it's much safer, Cyren. If he can get into his own daughter's head, what would he be able to do if you two share a room and are fast asleep? Everyone is more vulnerable when sleeping, did you want him to make you hurt someone or burn down the entire school? Because he will try whatever he can," His words could be taken as harsh, but he needed Cyren to realise that all of this is for the best.

Signing Finn watched as a flame flickered to life but he didn't say a word as it was time for Cyren to control herself, he wasn't always going to step in or be close to her every time her emotions got the best of her. She needed to do this on her own and after a few short seconds he watched as the flame died, "You need to go. I'm not going to leave you here, besides you'll probably be close to my room. So if you do need anything then you can call out and I'll hear you, you have nothing to be scared about. I'll make sure that nothing happens to you or Marlee again," He promised the stubborn and upset Hellhound, he placed his hand on the shoulder that hadn't gotten hurt and gave her a light squeeze. "You will never be alone, Cyren. I promise you that much, remember that I'm going to be your hero and I'm going to be amazing at it." He told her as he bent down so his eyes could lock onto her stunning baby blues, he needed her to believe that he was going to be there for her whenever she needed or wanted him. He did however pull away from the small brunette when he heard footsteps, it was seconds later that Daniel's voice told Cyren that she would be leaving in 5 minutes.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee stood there in her room as she listened to what Daniel was telling her, he did have several good points although she didn't want to agree with what he was telling her. She shouldn't care what happened to the people under the school's roof, no one's safety was her problem and it would be easy for a lot of people to not care about others. But that had never been Marlee, it wasn't who she was. She couldn't be a mean person, she didn't know if she had a mean bone in her body. And now that she had witnessed her magic turn a dark grey, she was even more concerned about any rude or harsh thoughts that happened to cross her mind. She never wanted to be like her father, she wanted her magic to stay light and pure much like she was. She did think about what Daniel was saying even though she knew that she wasn't going to be refusing him, "Okay. I'll focus on my magic," She told him as she would let the Professors worry about the hard stuff, like protecting all the students as that wasn't what she was there for. She was there to learn but now she would need to learn faster and control her magic, which was more important to her than ever before.

"I came too close to losing you today Marlee. I... I just can't. So please, be good. Listen to the headmaster. Do as he says it's all to protect you. And if you let everyone know how much you hate this plan, you know Cyren's going to be more difficult than I'm sure she's already being for Finn." Daniel spoke quietly to her and once again Marlee was speechless, Daniel didn't want to lose her. Those words made her heart swell with hope, hope that maybe the Professor did hold feelings for her in the way that she did for him. "I won't mention any of this to Ren, I know how she'll react and no one needs that right now." She agreed with him before she took a step towards him, "But you aren't going to lose me. I don't want that life, what my Father could offer me. I'm staying right here with you," She didn't dare take her eyes away from his, she meant every single word and she would continue to promise him that until he believed it. She didn't want to keep anything from Cyren, but if she knew that Marlee hated the plan that was being put into place then it would only give Cyren more reasons to misbehave.

Nodding her head, "You know that I trust you. You've always been there encouraging me, and it's exactly what I need." She nodded her head once again when Daniel told her which room she was going to be in, she was happier than she should be hearing that her room would be close to his. Hopefully once Cyren learns that her room will be close to Professor Huxley's, it might calm her down as she seems to actually like the young Professor which hasn't happened since she approved of Professor Roberts. Marlee's heart fluttered in her chest when she felt his cool hand tuck a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, before his thumb grazed over her cheek. She thought she could have fainted from the touch as he didn't pull back like he had done earlier that day, "Alright. I shouldn't be long," She told him before he left her room, she finished packing a number of different tops and jeans and all of her undergarments. She knew she had packed too much for the short trip when she struggled to zip her suitcase closed, but she wasn't sure if she'd be allowed back in her dorm if she needed more clothes.

A huff escaped Marlee's lips when she had to pull the heavy suitcase from her bed, this happened whenever she went somewhere which wasn't often and was usually only when she went home for a break. But she was a tough girl and could drag her own bag, so she lifted the handle and tipped the bag forward so the wheels would touch the floor. She opened her door and stepped through to the living room, she could hear Cyren's complaining about not wanting to leave their dorm. So she walked over to where Cyren was standing, somehow Professor Huxley had gotten the Hellhound to the doorway of her room. "Ren it's not going to be for long, I think this is the best for us. It's to keep us safe from my father, I'd do anything to keep you safe from him and that means we'll need to be apart for a little while. Besides it's just for when we're sleeping, you can't get rid of me every other time." Reaching out Marlee took Cyren's hand into her own and gave her hand a very reassuring squeeze, "Trust me on this one? Come on Ren, please." Marlee pouted out her bottom lip and gave the Hellhound a wide eyed look, knowing that Cyren's thick brick wall could be crumpled if someone kept chipping away at it. "It'll be like a little holiday... with classes," Marlee smiled at her best friend and slowly begin to step backwards, their hands never coming apart.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She knew it was an uphill battle, one that she was losing at that. She knew that there was no way anyone was going to let her stay here. Even if Marlee's father somehow didn't target Cyren; it just wasn't safe. As she lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling she had plastered those glow in the dark stars on, Cyren felt her gut clench. "There's no way I'm getting sleep while this is happening." That much, the brunette knew. For a while she bit at the meaty part of her cheek, wondering how to tell Finn that she simply could not sleep alone in a strange place. It was something she'd always been scared of as a child and never gotten over it. And with the threat of Thomas looming over all their heads; well that just made her feels so much more real. Her "boogeyman" so to speak, now had a face. A face she'd known, had spent time in his home with his daughter eating dinner and watching movies together. Like some sort of family- and now he was a monster. And that's all he was to Cyren; how could he be anything else. The man which had always sworn to protect his daughter, had asked Cyren in her sophomore year to watch over Marlee, had tried to manipulate her fairy friend into doing his bidding.

"You need to go. I'm not going to leave you here, besides you'll probably be close to my room. So if you do need anything then you can call out and I'll hear you, you have nothing to be scared about. I'll make sure that nothing happens to you or Marlee again." At this she sat up, drawing her knees to her chest. "But you don't know him like I do. I've seen... I've seen the magic he can do. And just... You're right everyone is more vulnerable when they sleep. I... Don't laugh okay?" Cyren's voice had dropped to a whisper, that fierce stubbornness had dropped away to reveal a somewhat anxious murmur. "When my parents died, friends of theirs took me in. They ran like a supernatural orphanage. I... I mean I've never had to sleep by myself, with all the hunters killing supernatural species left and right I've always had 'siblings'; and it's just something that freaks me out. Which... Which is kind of why I wanted you to stay earlier. And with Thomas creeping around dreams I just- I just don't know. I don't really trust the staff to watch out for either Marlee or me. Marlee doesn't really know this. I mean she knows I have a thing about sleeping alone but... But not that I'm scared of it." With a sigh she got to her feet, eyes downcast and her normally full, plush lips were pressed into a thin line speaking to how nervous she was.

"But if it keeps everyone happy, I'll go. I guess." Her words were somewhat clipped as her mind was racing with every way in this could go wrong. What if placing her in the staff rooms were a mistake? Thomas did something to her that triggered her full shift. Hellhound, flames and all? And the school's biggest defense, the staff, were hurt? Biting her lip the girl decided she would just have to trust that the adults knew what they were doing. "You will never be alone, Cyren. I promise you that much, remember that I'm going to be your hero and I'm going to be amazing at it." Finn's next words caught her by surprise and Cyren glanced upwards, a small smile touching on her lips. Some of the worry was chipped away and she nodded, unaware of the small pastel blush which stained her high cheekbones. She wasn't sure what to say, though settled for a soft "So far, you have been amazing at it." For a moment she wanted to press herself against him, lean her head against his chest and just let the sound of his heartbeat soothe away her anxiety. Of course Cyren did not like this situation. How was she supposed to protect Marlee if they were separated? But, she didn't want to make this any harder on anyone. Letting out a bone-heaving sigh she shrugged. "Fine, I'll bunker down somewhere other than my room." Cyren avoided the word sleeping- because she wouldn't be able to do that.

She was up and towards the door tugging along her suitcase when Marlee walked in, her soft blue eyes filled with concern and a little reluctance; though Cyren didn't say anything about it. "Ren it's not going to be for long, I think this is the best for us. It's to keep us safe from my father, I'd do anything to keep you safe from him and that means we'll need to be apart for a little while. Besides it's just for when we're sleeping, you can't get rid of me every other time." She tried to smile, but it felt haggard and she had the feeling it never quite reached her eyes. "Trust me on this one? Come on Ren, please." At this Marlee gave her the "look". The one which could be used to sway Cy' on anything. "Yeah, alright you got me. I'll play along real nice and won't bitch about it." She sighed, wrinkling her nose while she tried to keep the small grin off her face. Who needed sleep? If she asked one of the professors would take her into the town and she could use her allowance to pick up some a lot of energy drinks to help keep her awake. Scoffing at the holiday remark Cyren retorted "I would rather be off school grounds with no classes for break. Like Copenhagen. Or somewhere warm. But mostly Copenhagen." Most of the hellhound lore was Scandinavian and she always enjoyed learning more about the myths of her people.

Once the trio exited her room, Daniel was pacing in the living room; though he relaxed when his gaze drifted to Marlee. "O.T.P." Cyren thought to herself a small smirk touching on her lips. Before she could make some sarcastic remark, Daniel had used his vampiric speed to reach Marlee's side, gently taking her suitcase. "I'm taking Marlee to her dorm. Finn, the headmaster said the one near your's is fine for Cyren. Then, you two rest up and we'll resume class like nothing's the matter. Marlee take the sleeping potion before you go to bed- we'll talk about that after we've settled you in. Let's go. Quickly." She wasn't the only one who knew what Marlee's family was capable of and so, Daniel quickly ushered everyone from the room, slamming and locking the door behind them. The walk was pretty silent, and Cyren could taste Daniel's fear. It made her stomach twist into knots and her mind feel burdened with everything that had happened. But by the time they reached the staff rooms, it split into two directions. One, going underground where the vampires slept in their windowless and sunless slumber. The other went up, and Cyren knew which way she'd be going. "Stay safe." She grumbled, pulling Marlee into a hug. "I'll find you when I wake up okay?" Her goodbyes were always short, sweet and to the point, and giving Marlee a wavering, hesitant smile she turned towards Finn. "Okay..." Voice scarcely above a whisper she let the professor know that she was ready to head to the new room.

He offered somewhat of a reassuring smile and lifting her suitcase up, Cyren followed wordlessly up the stairs. Once the pair reached the top, Cyren set her suitcase back on the ground, pulling it after her as she followed Finn down the hall of the teacher dorms. There was an air of reluctance as she followed Finn, almost all the way to the end of the hall as he stopped in front of a thick ceder door which had the number 9 carved onto it. Finn glanced back at her before opening the door, stepping aside to let her into the room; and it wasn't at all what she expected. High ceilings painted a silvery, pastel blue, a large bay window was next to her bed, with a window sill she could sit in. Another plus was instead of the twin beds that students had, the beds here were like the nice, queen sized hotel beds. That made her feel a little better. At least she would be comfortable. For a moment she said nothing, stepping further into the room and leaving her suitcase near the bed while she looked around; her nose scrunched up in concentration. "Can you show me your room? Just... Just so if anything happens I can find you easily?" She turned back to Finn, her oceanic depths churning with unease. This was the furthest away from Marlee in terms of sleeping arrangements she'd been in a long time; and it was clear how unnerved she felt.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



He was anxious and honestly a little terrified himself. He knew what Marlee's family was capable of; and he knew that he couldn't fully protect either girl. Marlee had to learn how to fight her father. Which, while Thomas had the most experience; it would be everyone's biggest defense at keeping her father at bay. The thought of the other male sent his blood boiling and clenching his teeth the vampire forced himself to calm down. Thomas had hauled ass out of there; but why? His mind drifted back to what Marlee said earlier. He could of taken her- made her go; but hadn't. He was beginning to suspect that Thomas had other reasons in making his grand appearance. However, what he wasn't sure what Thomas wanted exactly. Did he plan on the headmaster separating the girls? Simply making a statement to attest to how powerful his magic had grown? Or was it something else. In the other room he could hear Marlee asking Cyren to behave and just do as she was asked. For a moment he was sure the spirited Hellhound would refuse, but she just grumbled that she'd go. However, she sounded rather upset about it; but Daniel had other things on his mind now.

If his real reason wasn't coming for Marlee, what was it? To see how long it would take to get the spells on the gates back up? Did he leave behind some nefarious fae magic? Something that would allow him to monitor the school and sneak in and out as he pleased? Surely the Headmaster would of found something like that. Sighing, rubbing the stubble along his chin; a nervous habit, the male bit his lip. "I'm just overreacting. He probably had a flash of decency in not taking Marlee." He tried to convince himself- though did not feel that way at all. There was just something odd about the entirety of the situation that left him on edge. As the trio appeared from the room, Cyren sticking rather close to Finn; and boy did she look more docile than he'd picture. Daniel figured that flames would be coming out of her ears- literally lest she be in her hound form. But rather the slender brunette stood awkwardly clutching her raggedy looking suitcase and staring down at the floor. Marlee on the other hand tried to look bright and cheerful, but he could sense the uncertainty beneath her facade. With vampiric speed he totally wasn't showing off the vampire gently tugged the suitcase from her hand. "I got it." He promised, figuring it was the least he could do.

Had she not been so calm and collected he shuddered to think of how they would of gotten Cyren to agree to sleep elsewhere. And on top of that, it was the gentlemen thing to do. Just how he was raised he suppose. Turning to the group Daniel addressed them; trying to sound confident and authoritative in his plans. "I'm taking Marlee to her dorm. Finn, the headmaster said the one near your's is fine for Cyren. Then, you two rest up and we'll resume class like nothing's the matter. Marlee take the sleeping potion before you go to bed- we'll talk about that after we've settled you in. Let's go. Quickly." With that he was heading towards the door, opening it for the others and shutting it soundly behind everyone. The silence that had settled between the group was palpable, Cyren shooting Marlee wide-eyed looks of uncertainty every so often; and Daniel had to remind himself that this was for the best. He ignored the few looks they got from those still awake, though thankfully most people were asleep. And those awake had the sense to just continue about their business. It reminded Daniel how awful tomorrow was going to be. Surely word of Thomas would spread, and both girls would be demonized for it. Which would mean obnoxious, uppity, students to deal with tomorrow.

Exhaustion had long since set in on Daniel, and by the time they reached the staff dorms, the stairs splitting into the upstairs part of the dorm, and the underground part where the vampire staff where housed he was fighting back a yawn. As Cyren and Marlee bid each other goodnight, Cyren promising to come find the fairy as soon as she woke up, he waited for them to finish up. "You'll be fine Cyren." Daniel promised once the hellhound had remorsefully turned towards the flight of stairs leading to the staff dorms that weren't bothered by sunlight. The girl just shrugged, and wearily he let her go. God, he'd be utter shit for class tomorrow. "Alright Marlee. This way." The vampire directed, his voice which was normally smooth as silk, having gone rough and coarse around the edges. Still pulling the suitcase for Marlee he descended the stairs of which he had done a thousand times- however this time with the student he couldn't get out of his head. A few candles were lit, lighting the way; and since most vampiric staff were old-school they preferred the soft, orangey glow opposed to harsh overhead lights. "I'm sorry we have to uproot you two. But it's always better safe than sorry. And you'll be closest to myself and Callum." Callum had never treated Marlee poorly to his knowledge, so he figured that wasn't going to be a problem. As they walked, his footsteps scuffling against the floors of the dorm; his figure throwing long shadow's he led her almost all the way to the end of the dorms- only pausing once to point out his room's door; and then her's- right across the hall from his and next to Callum's.

The door wasn't locked, so he opened it, let her in and stepped in behind her this time leaving the door open. "So, this is where you'll be staying. Uh- here." Fumbling with his pockets he fished out the tiny vial of purple liquid that the Headmaster had given him to give to Marlee to prevent her from dreaming. Stepping further into the room, leaving the suitcase propped against one of the walls on his way, Daniel left the vial on the nightstand next to the bed. "So, take that before you go to sleep. It'll knock you out. Don't worry about missing morning classes. The Headmaster said that whatever you miss I can just tutor you in. Uh... So this is your room." He finished quite lamely, his eyes lingering on her lips. Sure the fae sleeping liquid would probably work- but that didn't make him sleep in here with Marlee, his arms wrapped around her petite frame to ensure that Thomas never came that close to taking her ever again. However, that was an entirely inappropriate thought and would be bound to bite him in the ass. Daniel just had to be satisfied with the fact that she was just the room across the hall, and he was a light sleeper. If she woke, opened the door or anything- he'd know. "How're you holding up with everything? Feeling any better?"

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn had been expecting the Hellhound to give more of a fight, but she was still most likely exhausted which he understood completely as he was forcing himself to keep his eyes open. And with Thomas creeping around dreams I just- I just don't know. I don't really trust the staff to watch out for either Marlee or me. Marlee doesn't really know this. I mean she knows I have a thing about sleeping alone but... But not that I'm scared of it." Cyren signed as she admitted a secret to Finn and his heart did go out to Cyren, she had already been through so much in her young life and now she had to deal with more shit that she was dragged into. "We're all scared of something, even us Professors. But there are times when we all have to face those fears head on, that is terrifying in itself but it will always need to be done." He spoke gently to her as she was opening herself up to him, which was obviously something that she had only done a few times before. But there she was before him and he was taking notice of her, something he had already done since the first moment he saw Cyren. Not that anyone was going to know about that, of course. He enjoyed his job and didn't want to leave it or get fired, because he took too much interest in a student.

He couldn't stop the grin that spread across his lips when Cyren grumbled about going to stay in a different room, it was nearly like pulling teeth out but now Finn understood why she didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay that the girls could stay in their room, that he would stay in the living area of the dorm but then he realised how creepy that would come across. He did see the light flush that coloured her milky skin beautifully as he mentioned being her hero, "So far, you have been amazing at it." Cyren nearly whispered to him and he was glad that she thought so, he knew he should be more occupied by protecting the whole student popularity but he wasn't and that did worry him slightly. He was more concerned with Cyren and keeping her protected at all times, he was worried that would turn into him not caring about the safety of anyone but the small brunette. He watched as the blonde fairy walked over to her so he let them have a little talk before Daniel announced that they needed to leave, leave quickly so the girls could get to the safe staff rooms and get settled in before the next day begun.

The walk to the staff rooms was silent and there was a lot of tension in the air around them, making Finn feel slightly out of breath and suffocated. Finally they reached the two staircases, he allowed the girls to hug before he guided Cyren up the stairs that lead to the wing of dorms where he was staying. He gently took the suitcase from Cyren's hand and carried the bag for her, he knew that she was more than capable to carry the bag on her own but he was a gentlemen and he had been raised to treat women with respect and manners. It was just something he would always do, with a student or a female Professor or even with a stranger. "Down this way," He murmured quietly as his room was towards the end of the hallway, so he walked through the lit hallway. There were paintings hanging from the walls of older Professor's that had taught at the school before him, this time he wasn't taking notice of the paintings as he wanted to get Cyren into her new room as quickly as he could. "Here we are," Finn spoke quietly as he opened the thick door for Cyren and let her step inside, he watched as she scanned the room which was fairly nice although all the staff rooms were the same as the next.

"Can you show me your room? Just... Just so if anything happens I can find you easily?" He looked at Cyren and slowly nodded his head, he wasn't sure if it was a good idea but if it made her feel better than he would allow her to see his room. He stepped out of her room and only had to step across the hallway before he was at his room, "But if you use this knowledge to set up pranks, then I know where you're staying." He gave her a light warning which held no heat behind it, he honestly wouldn't put it past Cyren to do something now that she knew which room was his. Opening the wooden door he stepped inside and let the Hellhound take a look around, his room was exactly the same however he had changed where the bed was and moved the drawer across the room. Some art hung from the walls and he did have some picture frames around the room as well, mostly of his family when he was younger but also some pictures he had taken when he had traveled around the world.

"Now you know where my room is, so if you do need anything then just come find me. I'm always going to be here for you, Cyren." Finn promised her as his warm dark eyes focused on her, he meant every word that he spoke. "Now shall we get you settled in?" He asked as he was already planning on staying with Cyren until she did fall asleep, he was exhausted himself but he didn't care how long it took for the Hellhound to fall asleep as he wasn't going to be leaving her until he knew she was going to be somewhat alright in the room on her own.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


"Stay safe, I'll find you when I wake up okay?" Cyren mumbled as she wrapped her arms around Marlee in a hug which Marlee tightened as she didn't want to let her best friend go, "Okay. Try and get some sleep, please." She whispered into Cyren's ear as she knew how Cyren could be when she didn't get enough sleep, most people thought Cyren was bad enough but those days she wasn't exhausted. It only got worse when the Hellhound was grumpy and tired, pulling back she watched as Professor Huxley guided Cyren up the stairs before Marlee walked down the staircase that was only for the vampire Professors. She instantly noticed the candles that lit the hallway but it was still a bit too dark for Marlee's eyes, she could see but she could also see shadows dancing in the corners. Suddenly she felt nerves fill her stomach as she felt out of place following Daniel along the hallway, not only was she was a student and not allowed there but she wasn't a vampire. She felt like she had to be as quiet as she possibly could, which was stupid considering all the vampire Professors would be used to blocking out noise from students.

"I'm sorry we have to uproot you two. But it's always better safe than sorry. And you'll be closest to myself and Callum." Daniel finally spoke to her after the silence that had fallen over them as they made their way to that moment, "Don't be. I understand, it's safer for everyone if I stay here." She spoke as she didn't want Daniel to feel like this was his fault, it wasn't anyone's fault but her's. She should have gone to the Headmaster when she begun having dreams about her father, maybe none of this would have happened in the way it did not that long ago. As she stepped into the new room her baby blues widened slightly, the walls were a beautiful dark navy. The bedside lamps were already on and lighting up the room for her, the queen sized bed looked like a cloud to lay on and it was a very decent size. "This is where you've been living?" It was much nicer than the student dorms, however she did love her and Cyren's dorm because it was them in every way possible. It had been Marlee's magic that was able to get the couches into the room without being detected, in fact they enjoyed sneaking furniture into their dorm that wasn't actually school approved.

Nodding her nod, Marlee wouldn't care about if she ran late for her morning classes. In fact she may even lay in bed longer just so Daniel would need to tutor her more, but then he asked how she was doing and she could have lied to him in that moment but she decided not to. "No... I know that I won't understand why my father did this, but I want to. I want to know his reasons for hurting me this badly," Marlee stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his body, her head resting against his firm chest as she leaned into him. Her eyes fell shut as she enjoyed the feeling of being that close to him, having their bodies pressing together and the coolness of his body relaxed Marlee and smoothed her racing mind. "I can never thank you enough for saving me," She whispered lifting her head as she leaned up, she wanted to kiss his inviting lips and have him kiss away all her problems. But instead she pressed her soft lips against his cheek for a sweet kiss, his facial hair tingling her skin until she moved away from him.

"Could you stay a little longer, please?" She asked him as she wanted to him stay the night there with her, although she knew that wasn't going to happen but if he could just stay until she fell asleep would make her feel much better. She didn't want for his answer before she opened her suitcase and pulled out her pajamas, she stepped into the joint bathroom which was just as nice as the bedroom so she could change and brush her teeth. Her pajamas were a t-shirt and shorts matching set, a rich plum colour that really showed off her pale skin and hair. She crawled under the thick covers of the bed and she never wanted to leave, of course it would have been even better if Daniel was laying beside her with his strong arms wrapped around her. "I'm sorry that I'm causing all of this drama," Her words floated out of her mouth before her small hand covered her mouth as she yawned, she was struggling to keep her eyes open but she didn't want to sleep just yet as Daniel was standing in her room which she never thought would ever happen.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


For a moment she was a little nervous he'd say no, though in the end she got her way. A small smile touched on her lips as he warned her about pranks and the hellhound purred, "Pranks? Me? Never. Besides if I wanted to pull a prank, I'd set it up in your classroom. So all the students could see my brilliant work." Cyren joked, mockingly tossing a lock of oaken colored hair behind her shoulder. It wouldn't be the first time. In fact, she'd started planning for her senior prank since sophomore year. "Scouts honor I will only come and find you if I need something." Cyren agreed, stepping away from the window of which she'd been staring out of. In an almost meek manner which was unlike herself the senior exited the room silently, mindful of those sleeping around her and true to Finn's words his room was not much further than her own; only a door or two down- she was too tired to keep count. Basically if she screamed- he'd hear her which was the comfort that she was looking for. It was obvious she relaxed at this knowledge and to her shock and curiosity he opened the door, stepping aside and allowing her to peek in. Letting her gaze flicker back to his as if asking if it was okay, the hellhound poked her head in and almost immeidately a small smile touched on her lips as her attention was drawn to a photo of what she assumed was a younger, toddler Finn.

She was too tired to tease him, to throw up that playful and impish wall Cyren constructed to keep most out. She lingered a little longer before Finn spoke up again, his voice rough with exhaustion. It had been a long day for everyone and even the energetic senior was feeling the need to sleep. "This is going to be the first time in ten years I've had to sleep by myself." She though glumly, unawares that Finn was planning on staying until she fell asleep. Once Finn promised that she could come and find him whenever she needed something, he asked in that soft kind voice that she was growing to adore; ""Now shall we get you settled in?" Turning back to him offering a radiating smile she did not feel Cyren nodded. "Uh-huh." By this time she was just fighting to keep her eyes open, though was sure when she was sitting alone in that pressing darkness, alone with memories that she'd rather forget, Cyren would be kept awake. As they left his room, making the short journey back to her own the Hellhound threw a disgruntled look about her walls. "I can unpack tomorrow." She yawned, hands instinctively going to the button of her jeans, about to shuck them off like she would if Marlee where in the room, though stopped quickly.

Finn certainly wasn't Marlee so she couldn't exactly kick her jeans off then and there. Instead Cyren mumbled that she was going to change, taking her suitcase into the bathroom with her. Now, Cyren burned hot. Always had, which was why when the petite brunette reemerged from the bathroom, she was dressed in a pair of small, black pajama shorts that weren't exactly criminally small, but not as modest as they could of been, and a black tanktop with a white design of a pentagram and the lettering which read Sinners are Winners. She had gotten it a Summer music festival last year. Finn was standing where she'd left him and a small amused smile touched on Cyren's lips. "I think I might sleep through first period. If I'm not in English tomorrow, I'm sleeping." The girl sighed dramatically, as she walked over to her new bed, flopping down. At once she was rather impressed with the feathery softness of the mattress and was tempted to sort out a plan to switch this one for the one in her room. Which was slightly smaller and not nearly as soft. A contented little sight broke past her lips as the hellhound crawled her way beneath the covers; and since Finn was still standing in the room she offered him a sleepy, half-lidded smile. "Staying?" The professor shook his head, "Until you fall asleep Cyren." That seemed to be final so the girl didn't argue. Already her eyes were fluttering shut, so she just made a soft noise of appreciation. Normally, she would of put on soft music but having Finn's presence was enough to calm her enough to sleep.

Finn, flicking the lights off had come to sit on the bed- and she was rather thankful that this room didn't have any chairs for him to sit in. She wanted so badly to tell him to just lay down, sleep there with her but she wasn't stupid. That would just be asking for trouble. Someone was bound to see him come out of her room in the morning and if he didn't get fired for that alone- he'd be in heaps of trouble. So, she settled for resting herself against him, her breathing shallow and light eventually turning slow and deep. The last thing she remembered in her half-asleep state was a warm hand gently running through her hand and a husky "Goodnight." And like that- Cyren Neilsen was out like a light. The Hellhound who had been rather convinced she wouldn't be sleeping a wink that week, slept like a baby that night. No dreams, neither good or bad, danced in her head. The Hellhound didn't even stir when Finn had gone back to his own room; which was for the best. In fact the next thing she was aware of, was her phone shrieking it's shrill alarm and groaning the girl was actually rather slow in sitting up and turning the damned contraption off. It was odd waking up in a different room than her own, different colors and devoid of her posters though she tried not to make a fuss about it.

In fact, that morning 'Ren tried to go about her routine as normally as possible. Once she managed to struggled out of bed the girl shivered in the cool air of her room, and shedding her clothes made her way towards the bathroom. Thankfully the shower controls were the same in her room so within no time at all the svelte senior was happily standing beneath a shower head letting the hottest temperature of water scald over her skin. While most would of been in pain from the temperature, the hellhound's muscles relaxed as she languidly bathed. By the time she stepped out, she realized that she was running late. "Fucking hell!" the Hellhound hissed to herself, and in such a rush to get dressed nearly tripped on her face trying to shimmy into her leggings. By the actual time she got out the door, the hellhound figured it'd just be easier to head to the lunchroom as Marlee was usually there. This was a downside to having to stay in a room alone- normally Cyren would of used Marlee to help her get out the door on time. Instead of lounging beneath her shower's water until it turned cold Marlee would of reminded Cyren that time was a'ticking. However, a few professors were still heading downstairs, and one group of elderly fae teachers (she distantly recalled as the music, botany, and a first year history teacher) in particular had decided to walk like snails. So with an annoyed huff the senior just weaved her way through them muttering an apology and pretty much sprinted to the dining hall. She hadn't really been able to talk to Marlee the previous night and the hellhound needed to make sure that she was okay. If it had been Cyren's deranged father who had tried to kidnap and make her work for the dark side- well...

She'd of been pissed. Pissed, upset, and beyond hurt; so she supposed that was a plus to not having parents. They couldn't try to kidnap you and make you do the dirty work of the big evil rebellion they worked for. It was actually a shorter distance to the dining hall than from her actual dorm room which was relieving. Most of the student body was there, but after a quick scanning of the room; she found Marlee was nowhere to be seen. Was she okay? The Hellhound paused in the door a thousand scenarios of what could of possibly happened to her best friend when it occurred to her. Daniel had said something about a sleeping potion; she was likely still asleep. Frowning, deciding to just let Marlee sleep Cyren quietly turned and left the dining hall without getting breakfast. Instead she slowly walked to English- she'd likely be about ten minutes early but sitting in an empty hall was better than being in a crowded dining room with no one to talk with. There seemed to be a sort of hushed fear in the air today as students she passed gave Cyren wide-eyed looks of fear and curiosity. "Word gets around fast." She thought glumly, and Cyren was quite relieved to have finally made it to Finn's room. She hadn't been expecting him there, but sure enough the light was on and the door was cracked open. Slowly and quietly the Hellhound casually let herself into the room to find the brunette professor sitting at his desk reading some ancient looking book. "Mornin' sunshine." Cyren trilled, leaning against the doorway. As he glanced up she added "Sleep good last night?" A voracious grin touched upon her lips as the Hellhound innocently tilted her head. "Kind of half expected to still find you there when I woke up. I thought you'da passed out."

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



It was easy, soothing, and relaxing being in Marlee's presence; and the vampire couldn't nor would he, deny that. For every guilt he felt, she washed it away promising that she'd be okay and that none of this was his fault. Hell, she even forgave him for having to separate her and Cyren. In fact she just agreed that it was a smart move. When she answered his question of her wellbeing, it nearly tore his heart out to see the hurt in shining on her face. It made sense she didn't understand; and it wasn't like Daniel could tell Marlee that her father was just a dick. "No... I know that I won't understand why my father did this, but I want to. I want to know his reasons for hurting me this badly." That betrayal in her voice made him feel like an utter failure. Opening his mouth to respond the male was quite surprised when she threw slender arms around him, leaning her head against his chest. Nearly choking on surprise Daniel was thankful his heart didn't beat anymore; otherwise it would of beat out of his fucking chest. Unsure of what to do, his hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they returned the embrace; cradling her to his chest. Oh god this was wrong, on so many levels. She was hurt and upset; and right now she was just seeking some sort of reassurance that everything was going to be okay- and Daniel shouldn't be assuring her like this. However his brain shut off when she pulled back to look at him.

"I can never thank you enough for saving me." Marlee's voice had gone soft and whispery as she leaned forward to place a kiss against his cheek. It was then that he threw caution to the wind, and leaning forward brushed his cool lips across her forehead. If anyone asked, if she said anything though Daniel highly doubted she would- he could say it was a brotherly gesture. And the fear of what this could turn into was what made him stumble away awkwardly clearing his throat. There was a soft, surprised glow to her cheeks though not utterly shocked. At least she hadn't gotten upset with him- though he doubted his feelings were one-sided. "Can you stay for awhile?" He should of said no. Daniel should of run out of that room like a bat out of hell. Underneath her charming baby blues however he could only nod. "Sure. Whatever you need." The man's voice was husky and rough- and not just with sleep at this point. By the time she left the room to change into her pajamas Daniel felt like he was getting himself in deep with this fae. Groaning quietly into his hands, praying that no more advances were made because honestly Dan didn't think he could turn Marlee down any longer, he picked his spot on the floor, leaning against her bed and knees drawn up to his chest. He could do this. He could stay there with her until she fell asleep without doing something stupid; like kissing those lips he'd caught himself dreaming about so many times before. But she wasn't making this easy. When Marlee reemerged from the bathroom clad in a matching plum colored t-shirt and shorts Daniel felt his mouth go dry. Averting his eyes the teacher nervously rubbed at his jaw as she got settled.

"I'm sorry for causing so much drama." Grinning, the vampire shook his head dismissing the apology. "I've worked with high school kids for almost fifty years now. Trust me- drama doesn't phase me anymore. Besides, it's not your fault your father-" At this Daniel's voice hardened to a growl, though feeling it wouldn't be wise to call her father the names he so wanted the man cleared his throat before continuing. "Thomas made choices that affected you and therefore the people around you. None of that is your fault." Daniel promised, craning his neck so he could glance up at her. "I'll turn off the lights." He murmured, getting to his feet to hit the switch before making his way back to his spot on the floor; back against the bed. "Make sure to take the vial the headmaster gave you- and don't worry Ill be here until you fall asleep." Daniel promised, a yawn marking the end of his words. The darkness pressed around on all sides making it hard for Daniel to close his eyes. "Just two seconds..." The vampire told himself. He was as exhausted as any of them, and when his eyes fluttered shut some part of him knew he was fucked. There was no way he'd be able to get up now. Behind him, Marlee's breathing was beginning to even out, and god sleep was contagious. There, sitting on her floor with his head leaned against the mattress the teacher drifted off to sleep not too far after Marlee had drifted off. His short nap had grown into an actual nap, and as the school was beginning to awaken Daniel still remained sleeping on her floor. It was only when the phone in his pocket began vibrating his normal alarm did it startle the vampire out of his sleep. Slow to wake his brain found it odd he'd fallen asleep on his floor- though a familiar scent on the bed above him alerted Daniel to his royal fuck up. He'd fallen asleep in Marlee's room last night when he'd only meant to stay for a little while to help her sleep. Scrambling up to h is feet he was about to swear when he noted that she was still sleeping really soundly.

A lock of hair had fallen into her face, while her breath came out in light, airy noises past her lips. Impulsively he reached out, tucking the runaway lock of gold behind her ear; though stilled when she stirred. "Shh, go back to sleep Marlee. You're safe now." He promised, and pulling his hand away retreated towards the door. Slowly and silently he opened the door; and peeking out was relieved that the hallway was empty. Stepping out, shutting the door behind him Daniel hurriedly fled back to his own room. It was dumb luck that no one had caught him coming out of Marlee's room. Shutting his door, leaning against the cold wood the vampire swore that would never happen again. Slowly he got ready for his day, showering and having breakfast in his own room the male went over last nights events. He had kissed Marlee. Sure it had only been a kiss on the forehead which would normally be considered a friendly gesture- but god he'd so badly wanted to kiss her lips instead. Rubbing his jaw, knee bouncing up and down he wondered what she had made of it. Did she see it as him being friendly or supportive? Or what it truly was, a flirtatious, romantic thing? It had been no innocent kiss on the forehead, had she leaned towards him he would of kissed her so soundly that she'd of forgotten about Thomas. Once Daniel had finished with his breakfast, the male grouchily headed towards the dining hall to let Cyren know Marlee was fine- just sleeping before she tore the place apart looking for the fae. That brought another question- was Marlee going to tell Cyren what had happened last night? Hopefully the sleeping fae hadn't realized that he'd fallen asleep there. Not in the mood to go and hunt down the wayward hellhound, figuring she was probably with Finn anyway, Daniel just headed to class; bleary eyed and with an aching back from sleeping on his student's floor. How the hell was he going to get through today normally?

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn ignored the Hellhound who told him that she would only prank his classroom, which was only giving him a heads up as he would need to constantly check his classroom for anything that Cyren may want to do. "I'll keep that in mind," He told her and grinned as he watched her peek into his bedroom, as he thought it would make her feel better not only knowing which room was his but if she could see where his room was. Not that he needed to actually worry about Cyren, once they went back into her new room he stood there after closing the door. He had seen that the brunette was about to kick her jeans off right there in front of him, before she thankfully noticed that he was standing there in her room. His eyes moved to focus on the wall above the bed as Cyren changed in the bathroom and did whatever she needed to do before she tried to get some sleep, he knew that she would come out wearing pajamas and he knew that he shouldn't look but he honestly couldn't stop himself. His chocolate eyes moved over to Cyren and he instantly wanted to slap himself, the tank top was fitted on her body and the shorts were much shorter than what he had been expecting her to wear but considering that her body would run on the warmer side it only made sense.

"Stop it, you can't look at her in that way." Finn mentally kicked himself as his eyes moved over the curves of her hips and her breasts, then her sleepy voice echoed in his mind and snapped him out of wherever his mind was taking him. He told her that he'd only stay until she was sleeping, so he watched as she made herself comfortable under the covers of the bed before he sat down on the edge as he didn't want to get too close. Well... he did want to lay down beside her and held her small body against his, but that would only cause her to scream for help and he would be thrown out of the school and would never teach again. "Goodnight, He whispered in a deep husky voice as he watched Cyren completely relax into the bed, her breathing was slowly evening out as she allowed sleep to overtake her body. His fingers moved through her soft locks which was clearly over stepping the teacher/student line, but Cyren hadn't complained about anything he had said to her yet so he hoped she wouldn't mind him stroking her locks as it was clearing helping her sleep. He grinned when her breathing got deeper as she fell into a deep sleep, but he still waited a few more minutes before he decided to leave as he knew she wouldn't be waking anytime soon.

Silently leaving the Hellhound's room, he slipped into his own across the hall and discarded his clothes. He pulled on long pajama pants before he climbed into his own bed, as soon as his head hit the pillow he was fast asleep. He actually didn't wake up until his alarm was ringing from the bedside table, however he didn't want to be woken up as he was having a wonderful dream that he needed so badly to continue. But sadly he was awake and shutting his alarm off with a heavy huff, his dream had been centered around Cyren which wasn't any surprise to him. She had been in his classroom once all classes were finished and 'needed help' with her work, his dream had let him lift the Hellhound up by her waist before sitting her down on his desk. His large hands soon roamed over her body as he felt every curve, his lips melted against her warm ones as they kissed with heat and desire... and that is when he was rudely awoken by his alarm. He grumbled under his breath as he pushed himself out of his bed, before he remade the sheets neatly and went to take a long shower to wash away all the events from the previous day. He shortly dried off and pulled on some clothes while he made himself some breakfast to nibble on, he never was overly hungry considering his snake form doesn't need a lot of food to keep him going which is why he never liked to overfill himself with food as it would weigh him down.

After he finished eating and cleaned up he headed towards his classroom, he could taste the fear in the air as he past students and he wasn't sure how word spread that quickly around the school. Either a Professor had mentioned it to someone and a student overheard or someone had seen something last night and spread it that way, but he didn't care to stop and listen to what was actually being spread. For all he knew it could have been totally wrong, but he held much more respect for Marlee and Cyren to correct the students, they would eventually find out what truly happened and what was happening outside the school gates but right now wasn't the right time. So Finn made it to his room after picking up his walking speed and got himself ready in his classroom, "Actually I did sleep well. It appears so did you," Finn looked up from the ancient book he had found on fae magic, if he found anything useful then he would pass it onto the Headmaster and Daniel. "As much as I wanted to stay, I couldn't and we both know why. Besides I didn't want to wake you if I snored," It was the truth, he couldn't have slept in Cyren's room no matter how much he wanted to. "How are you? And don't bother lying to me, I can see right through it." He told her knowing both the Hellhound and Fairy would need some time before they were back to their old selves, he would need to take Cyren aside and have her talk to him about what happened as he was certain Daniel would be doing the same thing with Marlee. "I'm setting some time aside once classes are finished, for us to talk about this." It would do them both some good, he wanted Cyren to open up and talk about her feelings and thoughts. While it would also be a good chance for Finn to learn more about the girls.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee was surprised when she felt the cool lips press against her forehead, the cool lips that she wanted to feel press against her own. But she still hadn't been expecting Daniel to kiss her in anyway, which is what caused her cheeks to flush pink. However she smiled when he agreed to stay with her until she was sleeping, so after she changed and had gotten into the comfy bed which she so badly wanted to take to her dorm, she opened the vial and drank the sweet liquid that should have kept her awake. But within seconds she felt her eyes closing no matter now hard she fought to keep them open, it wasn't long before the darkness of sleep surrounded Marlee. Her own body relaxed as she had a dreamless sleep, which lately wasn't normal for her but it was a nice relief for her as her dreams either had her father in them or Daniel. Now the dreams about Daniel she loved having, but for the week that she was staying in the staff dorms she could live with not dreaming about the handsome Professor if it meant her father couldn't tap into her mind again. She didn't even wake up once and she didn't really move that much either, she only stirred once when a noise was beginning to bring her from her sleep before a whisper lulled her back to sleep.

She hadn't known that Daniel had fallen sleep sitting on the floor, but she did notice that she felt different when she finally did wake up. She knew that she had missed a couple of her classes but like the Headmaster told her, she wasn't worried about missing the classes. She stretched out her body under the covers and allowed her mind to wake up before she climbed out of the bed, she was taking her sweet time as it would be the only time she would be able to. She usually woke up early and got herself ready for classes before making sure that Cyren was ready at a decent hour, so she wouldn't be horribly late for classes like she could be if Marlee wasn't constantly checking on her. It did feel strange not having Cyren there, not being able to wake the grumpy Hellhound up or having the bathroom fill with fog because Cyren always turned the hot water on. She made the bed like she always did before she jumped into the shower, she cleaned herself from top to toe as she felt like she needed to wash away the hurt and betrayal that she still felt from her father trying to steal her away from the school and people that she loved.

Opening her suitcase she pulled out some clothes and got herself dressed, she decided on brushing her golden locks into a messy ponytail with a few curly pieces falling around her face to frame it. She was dreading leaving the room as she knew word would have gotten around by now, she really didn't want to face the student body on her own without Cyren by her side. But if Cyren could sleep on her own for a week or however long they were stuck in the staff quarters, then she could go out there alone and deal with whatever was thrown her way. So she stepped out of her new room and made her way up the stairs, she hadn't seen anyone yet but she could hear students talking not too far away. She did rush into the lunchroom with her head looking down as she was hungry, luckily the staff gave her some food that she could eat before heading off to her first class. She dared herself to look around her but when she did she saw that Hamish had seen her and he was leading his pack over towards her, she turned around and nearly ran all the way to Daniel's classroom as she had woken up just in time for History.

"Morning," Marlee spoke softly as she slipped into Daniel's classroom and found it was empty of students, she had been late for other classes but was early for History. "That sleeping potion really does work," She gave him a small smile which nearly lit up her face fully, she had tried to make it appear like she was her normal happy, sweet self but her heart just wasn't in it anymore. "How has your morning been? I just woke up not that long ago," She told him so he would know that she had missed her two first classes and he would need to help her on whatever she missed, she moved over to her usual desk which was in the middle of the front row. She was trying to make it appear like she wasn't bothered by what happened last night, even though it was bothering her and it would hurt her for a long time to come yet.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Feelings? See, Cyren could climb, run, and fight just as good as the next person. She could out-eat half the boys here without batting an eye, and she liked to pride her on the fact that she was tougher than nails. Feelings, however were something she could not and did not like to talk about. Perhaps it was just her need to always be the strong one no matter what, or simply a by-product of bearing witness to her parent's murder, but Cyren Nielsen didn't do feelings. She did snark and sarcasm, dry quick wit, and proudly would treat anyone to her rather colorful sailor's vocabulary if they annoyed her enough. But feelings? Leering at the floor the Hellhound shrugged focusing really only on the first half of what Finn said. "As much as I wanted to stay, I couldn't and we both know why. Besides I didn't want to wake you if I snored." Offering that silver and honey smile of her's the Hellhound answered rather smugly, "Don't worry I'm not upset about it. If anything I just respect you more." Maybe that would shift the conversation of setting some time aside once classes are finished, for us to talk about this. Making a face the Hellhound simply crossed her arms glancing at the clock. There was enough time to give him a brief summary of her... feelings anyway. The appropriate ones. She couldn't exactly tell Finn that she was feeling like locking his door.

To figure out what he felt like pulled against her and let her fingers map out every inch, crevice, and bump of his skin. To aquatint their lips, and to show him that he was the only thing that Cyren wanted. But, the senior refrained and answered "Brief rundown about how I'm doing? I'm scared and I feel useless and I hate all of it. I hate being what I am, and I'm beyond vexed with Thomas and the entirety of the Rebellion. I'm pretty frustrated with the whole situation. I realized last night again how easy it is to lose people. People you thought were invincible. So, I guess I'm not feeling great." Cyren didn't really know where any of this was coming from, that faint anger that had been flowing in her veins since last night had erupted into a white-hot feeling. She wanted to scream and throw something, to cry like a child- and this is why she didn't ever like getting into her feelings, because it was never just one thing. All the anger she carried around just bubbled up so even over minuscule things the Hellhound could lose her temper quite easily. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, sparks had been jumping from her fingers the Hellhound just bowed her head, her stomach twisting into knots. She was fine. Everything was fine. That's what she kept repeating to herself until she was able to push that anger back down, the anger that was always there.

Once her heartbeat returned to normal with only a minute or two after class she swallowed roughly. "Sorry. I didn't mean to shout none of this is your fault, I just... I'm sorry." For a minute she was terrified that she'd gone and pushed away one of the only teachers that cared about her well-being. But before he could speak the bell rung, echoing through the silent room, alerting her that soon the class would be filled with peers. "I- I'll see you in abilities if it works for you we can talk after that." Her voice was far more subdued if one could call it that. It was completely devoid of much, just a soft husk of what it normally was. Shifting her backpack to the other shoulder the girl just turned away and was heading back to her seat when she heard a familiar "Cy!" Of the student that were streaming in, Greg and Nix were the first amongst them and the Draconians looked torn between fright and relief. Their garnet gazes landed on her though none more prominently than Greg and the large male hurried over and without warning wrapped Cyren up in a hug. Nix was quick to follow suit, patting the top of Cyren's head while Greg squeezed her. It was awkward to say the least because, affection was just something she never knew how to respond to. Briefly she patted Greg's shoulder- pulling away and all too aware that Finn's gaze rested on the trio. For some reason, she felt guilty about this but forced herself to smile up at the Draconian twins. "Jesus Christ Cyren! Everyone's talking about what happened last night- you fought Thomas?! Did he hurt you, Marlee really opened the gate?"

Nix spoke as they took their seat, a Draconian on either side both took turns voicing their concern. "Did she fight Thomas off alone? What was he like? Was he as powerful as people said? Did Marlee really go to the bad side? Because, that's what you get when you push nice people too far." Some of the rumors were just far fetched- like Marlee had acted on her own volition to unlock the gate. Shatter the protective spell if you would. Finn had begun to pass out papers, work for the class to do though the three carried on chatting quietly. "First of all- I'm fine. Second of all, no Thomas did some weird mind control on Marlee. He used her to open the gate- how do people know about this?" The Draconian twins shared a look of trepidation before Nix answered softly, "I guess Hamish saw the whole thing." Gritting her teeth with frustration Cyren had to convince herself not to go and track Hamish down. Which felt... Off to her as Cyren hadn't picked up his scent anywhere near where the events unfolded. Perhaps he'd seen it from his dorm or something. By the time her paper was passed around, ten minutes of class had already passed- but for once it felt like an eternity. She didn't want to be sitting here with the twins cluck and fretting over her, and when Cyren had finally managed to ask why they were so worried they quipped that "Birds of a feather must flock together." Ah. The work itself was simple, just some short essay questions about the summer reading, and while it was supposed to be quiet work most of the students chattered about what had happened yesterday- save for Cyren.

She was quiet, just going about her work like it was any other day. But the news that it was Hamish who'd supposedly seen everything that unfolded made her uncomfortable. Why hadn't she picked up on his scent if he was close enough to witness what had happened? God she was really losing her touch. Biting at her lip she had nearly completed the seven short essay questions when Greg spoke up, nudging her with his foot. "You seem down; is it about last night?" No, it was about the fact that she felt useless about her hellhound physiology, was developing feelings which she absolutely did not do for her teacher, and was feeling guilty for yelling at him earlier when he'd tried to see how she was holding up. But instead she just gave him a weary smile and nodded. "Yeah. Something like that." The rest of the class was torture. She could feel stares on her back; though when Cyren glanced up her classmates would glance away whispering under their breaths. She felt frustrated, but kept her mouth shut. There was no need to cause a scene. Nix and Greg had gotten into a discussion about whether or not the gates would be enough to keep the Rebellion out- so when the bell rang Cyren gathered her shit up, passed in her essay questions to Finn with a soft, "Sorry about earlier." Before fleeing to her next class. It was more than a little disappointing to shove her way through the crowd, get to her math class early only to find Marlee was still not there.

A frown touched on her lips when it turned out that Marlee wasn't in all of math, or science. Was she alright? Those two classes absolutely dragged by; and Cyren nearly fell asleep in science though thankfully no one had noticed. By the time history rolled around- she was exhausted. Her normal bite and sass was gone, replaced with worry and just a bundle of nerves. Walking into history it was an utter relief to find Daniels there looking rather happy. "At least one of us." She thought to herself, wasting no time in hurrying up to his desk, smacking her hands down on the wooden surface to gain his attention. "Where's Marlee?!" Glancing up he raised an eyebrow. "I would imagine her fourth period class. She slept in today Cyren, that's all." Hearing this she relaxed slightly and the concern that had been steadily building up in her chest began to subside. "Have you- have you heard the rumors?!" She hissed at him as the bell rung to which Daniel nodded. "Yeah, but go take a seat. We're watching a movie and if you happen to fall asleep- I won't notice." Did she really look that worn out? Muttering a thanks the Hellhound took her normal seat in the back, and once Daniel explained they'd be watching the movie the other classes had and flicked the lights off rolling the movie. To her credit, Cyren did manage to stay awake for half of it, though drifted off at a particularly boring interview. If anyone noticed, no one woke her up; and once the class was over the shrill bell waking her up with a start Cyren would admit that she did feel much better.

She wasn't as drained as she had been feeling since English class, and all the questions and stares of what unfolded last night got to her. On her way out Daniel spoke calmly, "Cyren, may I speak to you?" Pausing, forcing a cheerful smile on her face the Hellhound nodded. "Sure what's up?" He looked a little unsure for a moment though spoke slowly and thoughtfully, "If you need to take a break from classes it's okay. I didn't realize that people would already know what happened I'll talk to the Headmaster." Cyren last year would of taken that out. Would of loved to just laze around in her room. But- she had work to do. Finn was talking about getting ready for the first big essay. Her first math test was at the end of the month, and if she missed a science class she would have trouble catching up. Nevermind a week worth. "No... It's okay. I'm sorry I'm so worn down today. I just wasn't expecting people to ask me questions about everything; and... Well I'll be fine." Cyren promised as Daniel nodded. "Alright, that's all." He stated, getting to his feet. "Great, I'm gonna go find Marlee." And with that she turned on her heel and began making her way to the final class of the day- Abilities. She wouldn't have time to sneak over there before class started- but Cyren would catch up to her fairy friend after class was over. Sneaking over to the misfit corner, Finn already assigning tasks the Hellhound, feeling a little better after her short nap offered him a tentative smile. "And what should I be doing Professor?" There was this sort of want on her end to appear alright. To not worry him any further than she was sure she already had; because she was worried that she'd frustrate him like she did her other teachers and Finn would get tired of her. Just the thought made her stomach twist uncomfortably.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



He didn't know why, but he was unprepared for the utter curiosity that followed him in the form of other's gazes. Normally he was used to the female, and some male, gazes- but they were more lidded and filled with want. Today? The gazes that pieced him like daggers were probing and curious. And it could only mean one thing. Word must of gotten out- how? He had no idea. At least students weren't flat out stupid enough to ask him. The morning was slow, his first two blocks were surprisingly easy. People did their work without so much as a peep; and he could almost taste the fear in the air. He wanted to say something, assure these children that everything was fine. What happened last night would not happen again. The Headmaster was gathering a coalition of powerful fae, which meant the next time someone wanted to break the gate- they'd have to use enough fae and power to match the ones that had spelled it. Children didn't know this; and they just vacantly did their work. It felt strange to have such lively students retreating into themselves; but Daniel couldn't blame them. During his second block after checking his teacher's email found a memo from the Headmaster himself. "Dear staff, during dinner tonight, we will be holding an assembly to discuss what happened. Please attend so that the students have a sense of security." It was probably a good idea. This assembly to address rising tensions and dangers was long overdue.

In Daniel's opinion this should of been addressed two years ago when the tensions were rising. There was much more harm to be had than good in ignoring circumstances that effected the majority of the community. He was still going through his emails when the door quietly opened and in came Marlee. To the eye it looked like she was feeling alright. Her gaze sparkled with a vigor that he hadn't seen for awhile; probably since Thomas started plaguing her dreams. "Morning." she chirped, and Daniel couldn't help but think about how he'd passed out in her room last night. She either didn't seem to care, or didn't seem to mind; nor did she bring up the fact he'd kissed her forehead. God he could of done more; but he wasn't stupid and hadn't wanted to take advantage of her feelings after being manipulated by her father. "Morning." Daniel's voice was quiet, smoother and far more gentle than it normally was. That hard, business-like edge had dropped as he shut his laptop; raking his observant gaze over her. Her smile was empty, and it broke his heart. The chipper tone was flat and void of real emotion. "That sleeping potion really does work." The blonde remarked taking her seat at the front of the class in the middle of the first row. There was still ten minutes before the next class had to be in. Bigger hallways than normal schools allocated more time for students to get to class. "Great, I'll let the headmaster know that it's at the correct dosage."

Daniel and Cyren were two birds of a feather in the sense that- neither liked to talk about feelings and neither was very good at approaching someone who clearly was in need of some emotional comfort. However, he couldn't just let Marlee feel like everything was falling apart- he had to at least try to help. "How has your morning been? I just woke up not that long ago." He considered telling her it was great, but Daniel figured that would just feed into her faking her own feelings around him which was not something he wanted from her. "Honestly? Pretty shitty. After everything that happened last night the Headmaster is finally going to be holding an assembly. But kids know the rough details. Most my students looked scared shitless, it's been weirdly quiet around here; and I'm worried about you." Daniel blurted out, leaning forward slightly as he took her in. "You should be upset. Crying, screaming- whatever you'd like. But you're here. I figured you'd at least taken a day off." The concern was an evident thing by the way his voice dropped, low and gravely while mocha eyes flashed with unease. "It's not good to hold things in- trust me. I'm the King of bottling up. You wanna know how it always ends for me? I lose my shit over something tiny and go on a killing spree."

Of course he hadn't given into his blood lust nor predatory instincts for awhile, but the point still stood. Trying to keep his voice factual he watched Marlee's eyes widen ever so slightly as if she couldn't picture the beast the lurked beneath his skin. "I'm not a therapist, but bottling up isn't healthy. You just have to let it hurt and sting before you can feel better. And talk to people, you know I will always be here for you no matter what Marlee." The vampire promised, his lips set into a thin line. She had to believe him on that. Sitting there, he listened to her as much as he could, though when the bell rang they both stopped talking. "We can talk more in depth later. I'll take you to your room later, it's on the way now." A small distant smile touched on his face; though logically he knew that was a bad idea. If he brought Marlee to her room, he'd want to kiss her. And if he did kiss her- that would make things infinitely more complicated for them right now. And neither needed it. But god did he want it, and Daniel had always had a problem with self-control. As students began to stream in one by one, he noted that they too were quiet- gazes resting on Marlee. There were mixed reactions- some cold and angry while others looked a little more sympathetic. And by the way that she squirmed under her peer's eyes; it was obvious Marlee wasn't oblivious to it either. "Alright Class, we're going to be doing some class reading today starting with page seventy-two, the underlying causes of the Great Depression."

Class was a drag, no one wanted to talk and Daniel did half the reading himself. Most just quietly jotted down notes and it felt like someone had died in his class. God did he want to shake his class, tell them that- Look yes there was a breech but you're all safe. Trust me. But he couldn't. The Headmaster wouldn't appreciate it; and Daniel couldn't promise a thing like that. Because if the Resistance was gaining momentum everyone knew what the big prize, the target would be. And it would be this school. If a fight came here, Daniel honestly didn't know how many casualties there would be. And the scariest part? This was the safest place for the students. Giving up, letting the class have the last ten minutes as free time the vampire could feel his stress levels increase. By the time the bell rang and his class shuffled out- he wasn't sure he could stand to see one more gloomy face. At least next class would be Cyren's and surely she'd be as sharp-tongued as ever; or so he assumed. When Cyren shuffled in she looked utterly drained. Her face was twisted into this weird mixture of a scowl and a look of shock; and she wasted no time in hurrying over to his desk slamming her hands down hard enough on the wood to make his waterbottle shake. Looking up calmly as she demanded to know where Marlee was he gestured to the door. "In her fourth period class I assume. She slept in that's all. A sleeping potion the headmaster gave her." At this the Hellhound looked interested and for a moment Roberts was sure that she was gonna ask if she could get in on the sleeping potions; though instead a look of righteous wroth settled on her face. "Have you- have you heard the rumors?!" He wished he could partake in Cyren's blatant anger but he could so instead he nodded. "Yeah, but go take a seat. We're watching a movie and if you happen to fall asleep- I won't notice." It looked like she could do with a nap; probably hadn't expected to have gossip about last night's incident flying around. Opening her mouth though shutting it soon afterward, she nodded and shuffled to her seat. Seeing as how this was the only class which missed out on the movie, and at least in the dark he couldn't see how scared everyone looked, he put on the documentary the other classes had finished on.

He noted that Cyren managed to stay up, right til' halfway through before putting her head down and Daniel just pretended to be busy on his laptop while in reality he was trying to just sort through everything that had happened. When the bell finally rung and students shuffled past him like zombies, he waited until Cyren was close to his desk. "Cyren, may I speak to you?" For a moment he thought that she was gonna say no, though she just shrugged. "Sure what's up?" Finding it only fair that she should get a day off to get herself together he offered, "If you need to take a break from classes it's okay. I didn't realize that people would already know what happened I'll talk to the Headmaster.". Cyren as of last year would of eagerly take this offer; though for a full five minutes she stood quietly mulling it over. "No. That's okay." Was finally settled upon, and thanking him turned and headed towards Abilities. At least she looked a little more like herself. Shutting his laptop down Daniel was quick to follow suit; heading to the abilities class. There seemed to be a tension in the air that was felt by all groups as he strode in. Marlee was already in her corner while Cyren was speaking to Finn. Callum was talking quietly to the large group of vampires when Daniel showed up. They were restless, moving and shifting, their eyes flickering from group to group. "Alright, this period, we're going to test out our vampiric abilities. Sparring with each other." Daniel announced as he approached; hoping that this would at least get their energy down to something manageable. However, as he spoke his gaze was pulled towards the Fae corner, Marlee in particular as he felt his lips quirk into a smile watching her focusing on the task she'd been giving. "She's gonna be the death of me- but that's just fine by me." He thought, turning back to his own kids.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn listened intently as Cyren explained to him how she was feeling, he had expected this but then she begun to raise her voice and he noticed the sparks coming from her finger tips. That is what he needed to work on with her, he needed to get the anger that Cyren was holding onto and help her release it from her mind and body. Having an anger Hellhound with temper issues is what was holding her back from learning how to fully control herself. She needed to be in the right frame of mind so her fire didn't overtake her again, but he could break that up when they started having extra one on one work which he was going to push forward after what they both witnessed last night. "You don't need to apologize, Cyren." He told her as he could deal with someone yelling at him, at least she actually told him how she was feeling and wasn't bottling it all up inside her. He would hate to think about how that would end if one day something pushed her over the edge, a least a good part of the school would end up burnt. But he allowed her to take her normal seat at the back of the classroom, then he watched as the Draconian twins fussed over her. His jaw tightened as he watched Greg pull Cyren into a hug, although the awkward look that crossed Cyren's face did bring a small smile to Finn's lips as she looked so uncomfortable with the contact she was receiving.

But then Finn begun the class to the group of miserable looking students, he understood why but at the same time he didn't. Yes, the school had been threatened and Thomas could have actually done something. But he didn't and none of the students were there when it all went down, apart from Cyren and Marlee so really only those two should be but he didn't say anything about it. The class did drag on a little bit for Finn as he had the students answer some questions that he had written out for them, he sat at his desk and used his laptop which is when he read the staff email about the assembly that was going to be held. Which is was about time that happened, but again he wasn't going to say anything about it as it wasn't his position to. He wouldn't know what he'd do if he was Headmaster and had to deal with someone as serious as this, he liked to think that he would react well but he wouldn't know unless it happened to him. He looked up when the bell rang and he watched as the small brunette Hellhound rushed out of the classroom, he had no idea what she was going through and he wished that he could follow her and make sure no student mistreated her but sadly he couldn't. All he could do was wait until they had some time alone and then make sure she was alright, so to take his mind off of Cyren he focused on getting himself ready for his next classes which also dragged on for him.

Until Marlee walked into his room a bit early, he smiled as he greeted her but saw the look of determination on her face. "Hi Professor Huxley, I just wanted to thank you for everything you did last night. Being there for Cyren and helping her with her shoulder, you have no idea how much that means to us both. Especially to Ren, as you know she doesn't trust many people and she really only trusts Professor Roberts so it means a lot that you've taken time to actually get to know her. I don't know why more people don't give her attention, she's amazing and smart and very loyal. If anything had happened to her last night... I would have lost a big part of me, so I just wanted to thank you." The blonde fairy had blurted all of that out and had only taken a few short breaths of air, he was taken aback but he gave her warm smile as he really didn't need to thank him. He wouldn't think of doing anything different, well he would have wanted to stop Cyren from lunging at Thomas but if he had tried then he would have gotten burnt by her flames that had engulfed her entire hound body.

"Marlee, please don't thank me. You really don't need to, I would do all of that again and again if I needed to. I'm glad Cyren gave me a chance, she is a very special young woman. Both of you are and it's my duty to protect you both, and that is what I'm going to do." He assured the fairy who seemed to be taking everything fairly well, she nodded her head before she sat down at her usual desk when the other students filled the room. He taught the class until the bell rang again, he continued on with his classes and was thankful when he only had one class to go. He made his way towards the Abilities classroom and had given out some tasks for his group of misfits when Cyren arrived, turning he looked at her once he made sure that his other students were working on what he had given them. She did look a little better than that morning, and he guessed she had found the time to take a quick nap in one of her classes. "Today you're going to form a small flame in the palm of her hand and you're going to hold it," He told her knowing that she knew how to form flames, but she still had to concentrate hard on keeping the flame from spreading along her skin. "I believe you can do this, but you still might want to take the jacket off." He teased the beautiful senior that was standing in front of him, he did want to start on her anger now but knew it wouldn't work when they were surrounded by people. That needed to happen when they were alone so she could trust him completely, trust him with all her heart so her mind didn't hold anything back from him.

"We'll be starting our extra training sessions after this class, you can grab something to eat and spend time with Marlee. But after that I want you back here alone," Finn told her as the gym was the safest place for them to train, he also needed her to be alone as he didn't want anyone to distract her. However the only person that would be with Cyren was Marlee, and he was certain that the fairy would be close to where Daniel was. He stood there in the gym and watched as Cyren took her jacket off before holding out one of her hands, palm facing up as she focused on what he had asked of her. It was going to be a good test for her considering she was still emotional over last nights events, he wanted to see how she worked if things were bothering her. She would either fail badly because the emotions were far too strong for her to concentrate on anything else, or it would push her further and be the reason that she wanted to do better. He was hoping it was going to give her a reason to focus on herself more, which would hopefully make her learn quicker in how to control her flames.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Hearing that Daniel was worried about her was like music to Marlee's ears, she knew that he would be worried about her and she didn't actually want him to be. But it meant that he cared about her and she couldn't ask for anymore, she really did need to talk to Cyren about this. It would give them something else to think about, she also needed her friend's advice on what she should do. Because she desperately wanted to kiss Daniel's lips and take things from there, but now she had to think twice about her urges because she didn't want her father to find out and target Daniel. If anything happened to him because of her, she didn't know what she was going to do. The same thing would happen if her father targeted Cyren, Marlee would lose her shit and she would fight for her best friend. "You should be upset. Crying, screaming- whatever you'd like. But you're here. I figured you'd at least taken a day off." Daniel spoke to her with concern in his low voice, she had thought about taking the day off and she could have needed it but she knew Cyren wouldn't have and she wanted to be around her. "I didn't want to miss spending time with Ren, I also didn't want to fall behind in my classes." She told him honestly, even though the Headmaster told Daniel to help her with her studies. She didn't want him to waste all of his free time on teaching her studies that he didn't actually teach to students.

"It's not good to hold things in- trust me. I'm the King of bottling up. You wanna know how it always ends for me? I lose my shit over something tiny and go on a killing spree." Marlee looked into his mocha eyes as a small smile covered her lips, "I'm not going to go on a killing spree, Professor Roberts." She teased him but she assumed he was talking from experience, which meant he had done that sometime in his past and Marlee did want to know more about his past but she didn't know how to ask him about it. Although she couldn't imagine him going on a killing spree. "You know I will always be here for you no matter what Marlee," Daniel promised her which made Marlee's heart swell, although he didn't need to tell her that because she already believed that he would be. "I do know that, I just don't like people feeling sorry for me or giving me pity if I tell them how I feel. Everyone did that when my father left, no one knew what to say so they said all the wrong things to me and my Mom. I don't like feeling that vulnerable when I open up to someone," She explained to him as she only ever opened up to Cyren about how she was feeling, she knew Cyren wouldn't pity her and she knew exactly how to cheer the fae up. But then the bell rang again so Marlee took her seat so Daniel could start teaching the class, today she didn't offer to read like she normally always would as she really wasn't feeling up to it.

After History was finished she gave Daniel a small true smile as she headed out into the hallway, she continued on with the rest of her classes. In English she rushed over to Professor Huxley who was sitting at his desk, "Hi Professor Huxley, I just wanted to thank you for everything you did last night. Being there for Cyren and helping her with her shoulder, you have no idea how much that means to us both. Especially to Ren, as you know she doesn't trust many people and she really only trusts Professor Roberts so it means a lot that you've taken time to actually get to know her. I don't know why more people don't give her attention, she's amazing and smart and very loyal. If anything had happened to her last night... I would have lost a big part of me, so I just wanted to thank you." Marlee spoke to the Professor from the bottom of her heart, she felt like she needed to thank him as well as he had been a big part of last night and making sure that Cyren was safe and got her shoulder taken care of. In fact it was him would managed to take Cyren into the staff halls and had gotten her settled in, which would have been a tough task for even Marlee.

"Marlee, please don't thank me. You really don't need to, I would do all of that again and again if I needed to. I'm glad Cyren gave me a chance, she is a very special young woman. Both of you are and it's my duty to protect you both, and that is what I'm going to do." Professor Huxley told her nicely and it was then that Marlee knew he could be trusted by her and Cyren, sure the girls didn't know what he was yet but he couldn't be something horrible if he was this nice to them. So she nodded her head before taking her seat, she listened to him as he taught the class which did drag on as she was concentrating even harder so she didn't begin to replay last night in her head. The bell rang and once the fae had packed up her belongings she was out of the room, she now had abilities class and it meant she could see Cyren and it was one step closer to them not having anymore classes so they could spend their time together. When she arrived there was no sight of her Hellhound best friend, which didn't surprise Marlee as Cyren was known to be late.

Standing with the other fae, the Headmaster was straight into giving them tasks to preform with their magic. Last night had been horrible for Marlee, but it was also the kick in her butt that she needed to make herself learn as much as she could about her magic and how to control it and use it for good, it also seemed to make the Headmaster realise that all of his students needed to be ready for any more attacks that would be coming at them at some stage. He'd probably focus more on the senior students as they were more likely to fight along side the professors, which is why the fairy group had been given a harder task but one that they could all preform even if it took them a couple of tries before getting the task finished. She did glance over at Cyren to make sure that she wasn't burning anything that she shouldn't, which she wasn't so Marlee turned her gaze over to where Daniel was standing with his group of young vampires. She watched as he gave two vampires some help with sparring, she had always enjoyed watching vampires use their enhanced abilities and last night she was able to feel what it was like to travel at their super speed when Daniel carried her away from the open school gates. This was the only class that seemed to finish in no time, she had worked hard on her magic as she wanted to improve as much as she could so she would be ready the next time her father decided to try anything. When the students were dismissed Marlee moved briefly over to her best friend and gave the Hellhound a tight hug, "Hey. Sorry I wasn't in Maths or Science, but I'm surprised you didn't get a detention without me there to hold you back." Marlee smiled as it felt really good to have Cyren back by her side again, it had only been a few hours but it was after to affect them both.