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“So fight Midnight Samurai. I’d like to see you try. The way you looked when you saw how your friends betrayed you was delicious. The one look I really want to see is the look you’ll have when your precious world is taken over. Both worlds!” Bloody Mary laughed heartily at the thought. A black cloud mist swirled around them. The last thing I saw was Bloody Mary smiling for she had won and my best friends, the traitors, backs towards me. Then once the mist had cleared the park was deserted. I, unable to hold it any longer, blacked out.

“Are you alright?” Mrs. Hopebroom asked gently as she peered over me.

“Just peachy keen!” I answered sarcastically as I groaned. I started to get up, but Mrs. Hopebroom gave me a stare. I looked at my body covered in bandages and it was obvious that I was in no condition to get up and moving just yet. I winced.

“Did that…did that really-…?” I started to say, but I couldn’t finish.

“Yes. I’m so sorry Midnight.” Mrs. Hopebroom said trying to sound empathetic. I sharply turned my head away from her, away from her words. Nobody said anything and the awkward silence stayed still in the air.

“They were hypnotized right? Or, they are just planning a surprise sneak attack to finally figure out what Capricorn is up to. Right?” I asked pleadingly, almost pathetically. Mrs. Hopebroom didn’t look up.

“Midnight. I know you would like to think that, but no. They truly did that… Midnight, your parents are here to pick you up. You aren’t allowed in the United Force Academy for now.”

            “What? Why am I getting kicked out? Is it because of Mr. Frog, or Toad, whatever? What’s going on?” I asked desperately.

            “Well your magic was broken, right? For most purebloods, or at least pure realm people, their magic can never be broken. However, because you are a half human and your magic is broken right now you are full human. The realm cannot accept humans enrolled in their schools. I’m so very sorry Midnight. Your parents said they can build your ‘ki’ up again and then you do you can come back!” Mrs. Hopebroom explained trying to build hope in me again. I nodded.

            On the car ride home, my parents were silent. I haven’t seen or communicated with them in six years. It's not like I expected hugs or kisses, but it's not like I was exactly delighted to see their stony faces.