Before I descend on Penelope and slice her wretched existence into two something comes between us or rather someone.

I don't see Damian but I know it's him. He stands in front of Penelope and pushes me back before I can do any damage to her and with the speed I was going for and the energy he used to push me, it's strong and heavy enough to make me fall on the ground.

He shouldn't have done that.

I've been a supernatural for a while and I think I know when my body is being taken over. It's like the first time it happened at the field of West High where I almost killed everyone. My anger and the wording to call my grandmother for help fuels the darkness which makes me vulnerable to be easily corrupted. And right now I am, all I'm seeing is black and I'm going for blood. I can't control the rage or stop myself from doing anything stupid and make the matter worse but if I'm being honest I don't think I want to. I'm mad at Damian, maybe he deserves this.

I get up from the ground and tilt my head to side to straighten the broken bones before going for Damian. My hand wraps around his neck and I raise my other hand to punch his face.

"Camille, calm down. You're angry and it's all right but calm down." How words sounds in my head as he creeps in my mind.

I don't answer him because I only have one purpose right now and that is to destroy him.

"Getting angry will only make things worse. Your eyes are already black and it's only a matter of time before your ravens get here and you know what they'll do if they get here." I don't behave as if his words hold any meaning because at the time it doesn't. "Dammit, Camille. Ere eketa engji ya va Ulrik El Noe El, Camille Raven Stark." He says the spell out loud and something strikes in my head.

I let go of Damian and fall on my kneels. My hands goes on the ground as I try to catch my breath. "It happened again. It fucking happened again."

The worse part about going on the dark side is I always remember what I've done.

Penelope. What would have happened to Penelope if Damian hadn't step in?

I hear the murmurs around. I can't look at them because I already know what they think of me and the last thing I need right now is meeting the eyes of people that are judging me.

A black trainers comes to view. I close my eyes because I don't have to look up to know it's Damian. "Come on, Camille," he says in his usual cold tone.

I open my eyes and look up to see him offering me his hand. "The headmaster is waiting," he informs me.

The Headmaster. Fuck! I'm in so much trouble. The last time this happened publicly, he sent me to prison and I didn't even do any damage. I wonder where he'll send me now.

I stand up not taking Damian's hand also don't make eye contact with him because I'm afraid of what I'll find there. Damian never judged me but I never punched him. That's long overdue anyway.

"Mr. Wallace?" I hear the voice of Mr. Groff calling front a distant. Guess my little dance with the devil attracted audiences.

"I've got them," Damian answers as his fingers wraps around my biceps, his grip is hard and the way he shoves me forward hurts more than any spell or punch. The shove causes me to look up, it's just for a brief second but I see what I want to see, what I need to see. Some people might have heard the rumors about the time I almost killed an entire school with ravens or the time I punched Penelope at the cafeteria or the time I went berserk in class and almost attacked Damian. They are students, they know something isn't right about me and it's only a matter of time before they all turn on me.

I walk behind as Damian drags me. "Penelope," he calls her and I raise my eyes to watch this.

She raises her head, her face is all healed up, I can tell from the way her nose are but there are still blood stains on her face. I'm not concerned about that but the look on her face when she looks our way, it's nothing I've ever seen on her. Penelope is a bad ass. A childish one, maybe, but she can hold her own in a fight. Today, she looks afraid. Terrified of me.

The two girls standing at her side helps her get up. She approaches Damian and I, not making contact but I'm not worried about that, I'm more concerned about the people flanking her as she walks towards us and I don't miss the look on their faces. It's hatred through fear.

"Are you all right?" Damian asks when she gets to us.

I look at him and smile sadly. He asked her if she was all right in front of me. I mean, it's just a question but he asked her that. I did those to her and he–

I can't continue with that thought, it'll just make me angry and the last thing I need is another episode. I think I know how the words 'Lurytendra Azra Bycom' works. It all depends on me and what am I feeling. The first time I lost control after saying the words was at the game at West High and the reason the ravens came out was because I was angry and my mind was on one thing and it was to destroy Xander and his friends. It happened again today because I was mad at Penelope for almost killing with her illusion spell. The words aren't dangerous and they do exactly what the Headmaster said they would, help me control my powers but it all depends on me and my feelings.

"I'm not sure if I am, thank you, Damian for coming to rescue, honestly I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't stepped in," she replies.

I try not to roll eyes because she isn't been a bitch right now. She means every word she just said and I also wonder what would have happened if Damian hadn't stepped in. Would I have really gone through with it? Kill someone? Kill her? Sure, Penelope is a world class bitch but I do not wish her dead.

"Glad I could help, come on, let's go," he says and tugs me forward like a prisoner he's preventing from escaping.

I don't put up any fight as he drags me all the way to the building and up the stairs to the headmaster's office. He asks us to wait, I can tell he's reluctant to leave me with Penelope, he probably thinks I'm going to finish what I started on the field but he of all people should know that I would never kill her or anyone else, not because I'm decent and pure but I'm condemning myself to an eternity of hell.

I take seat on the bench outside his office and lock my hands together. I never meant of any of this happen, all I wanted to do was play and shit hit the fan. It wasn't as if I had any control over the situation.

The door opens and I raise my head to see the headmaster sticking his head out. "Come in," he says and I can tell from his tone that he isn't impressed. I mean, who would be? I just tried to murder someone.

I stand up and walk inside the room with the headmaster holding the door for us. Damian is sitting on the couch when I enter, he doesn't try to look at my direction and I don't know what to think about that. My issues with him is another thing on it own.

Penelope enters before me and the headmaster closes the door of his office. He goes to sit on his chair and doesn't bother to ask us to seat. This is it, an actual real life situation where I'm called into the principal's office. What I'm feeling now is strange because I loved getting called to the principal's office. But now I... don't know what I'm feeling.

"I don't what to know what happened or who started it but I'm going to punish the both of you, Cami more than Penelope because we all know who started it." He says. Damian already filled in and it's cool, I accept my punishment without arguing except he hasn't said what the punishment is.

"Penelope you will be removed as your house captain and disqualified from the upcoming games. You will be on the night dish duty at the cafeteria," he tells Penelope, who turns white as sheet. Shit! I don't know the girl well except that she's a fucking nasty bitch but I know she was really looking forward to the game. She was so excited last night.

"But I didn't do anything, she started it," she tries to convince him as point an accusing finger at me. "It was all her fault. Please Headmaster Wallace, I will do anything, take the dish duty but don't disqualified me. I'm the best keeper they've got, please."

The headmaster shakes his head and says, "you know the rules, Penelope. She started it but you retaliated and that's why you're being punished. You are to turn in your captain badge to your supervisor, Miss Mulligan and you begin the punishment today."

He looks away from Penelope and faces me. "Saying I'm utterly disappointed in you is an understatement, Cami. You attacked a fellow student and almost made things worse."

He couldn't say kill. He couldn't say it.

I feel wretched under his gaze so I look down at my boot. My boot. It's ironic really. What was I thinking? I should have stayed in my room.

"You're disqualified from the whole contest and not a member of any house. You are on night dish duty at the Cafeteria and you will continue scrubbing dirty plates until the both of you can get along or you will be on that duty until you graduate and if this repeats itself, you will be locked in the Expérience hors du corps forty two hours a week for the rest of the semester." This causes Penelope to gasp but I don't give any reaction. "Cami you are required to see the school therapist. You see, we have a mandatory mental health check-up program, that's why we promoted Miss Mulligan. Once a month at least and you are long overdue, and you will be spending the next five weeks making up for it."

"Disqualification from the contest. Kicked off the house. Dish duty and taking to a shrink. Got it. Is that all?" I demand, the annoyance is obvious in my tone.

"Seeing the therapist is mandatory, Camille Stark," he says my name with a hard tone he's never used on me before, he has the don't-fuck-with-me look, "failure to do this can lead to suspension or expulsion, and since you don't have anyone outside these walls added to fact that you aren't eighteen yet might make things worse, you will be sent to Nosalys Asylum until you are old enough to take care of yourself."

I curl my fingers inward and glare at him. "An Asylum? Funny," I say with a broken laugh because it's that or tears, and I will not cry in front of these assholes. "The last time I checked I'm the boss. You can't order me to do shit and expect me to actually do it. I accept my punishment but never think for one second that threatening me with a psycho house would scare me."

"You accept your punishment," Damian says behind me.

"Good." The headmaster adds, "Because you just earned yourself twenty four hours in the Expérience hors du corps for talking back."