John Gets Detention!

John looked at Miho and Mikuru and saw absolute fear on their faces. That’s when John felt it, eyes drilling into the back of his skull. The person’s magical power bore down upon John, who felt his legs struggle to just hold himself up. John slowly turned his body to see Mrs. Wentworth, a face full of anger.
“I’ll repeat myself once more: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” bellowed Mrs. Wentworth. The twins immediately let go of Vanessa and backed as far away as they could. John, however, stared her down.

“I’m ending the bullshit I’ve had to deal with up to now in my life. I may not have the power to deal with all the possible threats in the Abyss, but I do have the power to deal with these two shitheads,” John said as he locked eyes with Mrs. Wentworth.

“Foolish boy! Some of these normal people are connected to the Abyss without even realizing it. Like the Hawthornes, for example, have been cultivated by me for many generations. And now you risk ruining everything I have planned!” Mrs. Wentworth’s words reached John and he knew he may have made a terrible mistake in summoning Mrs. Wentworth’s anger. Just to be prepared in case she tried something, John cast Observe on her.

Observe Failed!

Here’s your Observe: She’s fucking stronger than you. Swat you like a fly stronger than you. She’s like 1 of 3 people I’m pretty sure have a decent chance of taking me in a fight. And you pissed her off. GG “Gamer King”

“Well shit, thanks for nothing Gaia,” John mumbled as he continued his gaze into Mrs. Wentworth’s eyes. “Perhaps we can come to some sort of agreement?” John asked, as he stepped ever closer to Mrs. Wentworth, with no intention of backing down. He had a plan that he hoped to Gaia would work.

It won’t. You owe me 10 bucks for losing this bet.

“Wait, what bet?” John asked rather loudly, to which the twins and Mrs. Wentworth gave him a quizzical look. “Oh, uh sorry, just have a conversation with Gaia. She does that sometimes,” explained John.

The bet of if Mrs. Wentwoth doesn’t accept your agreement and beats you up instead.

“Please say yes, that way Gaia loses the bet and owes me $10,” John said to his history teacher. A grin spread across her face.

“You are rather bold, Mr. Newman. You beat up Frank and brand Vanessa in front of the whole school, and when I tell you I have plans for Miss Hawthorne you try to negotiate rather than beg for mercy. You always seem to surprise me with how you act,” said Mrs. Wentworth as she got even closer to John. John saw his chance to carry out his plan and launched forward, his hand wrapping around Wentworth’s and casing King’s Brand-**** on her.

“Hah! Now you are a **** to my kingdom!” John declared triumphantly, his chest puffed out and a wide grin on his face. “This brand will make you do anything and everything I say while making sure you are unable to hurt anybody of my kingdom!” John’s pride got the best of him, as he finally was able to neutralize a potential threat to his kingdom. Mrs. Wentworth, however, merely brought her wrist up to her face so she could better examine the brand that was placed on her.

“Hmm. Branding magic, eh? Rather strong as well. And this makes me a **** to you? Is that what you think? Foolish child, you do not truly realize the difference in our power, do you?” she said in her usual teaching voice, which made John realize she was about to school him. “Binding magic only works on the target if either you are a stronger mage than that person or your will is able to overpower theirs. You are unable to do either to me, hence this,” she said as she snapped her fingers. John watched in horror as his King’s Brand disintegrated from her wrist, his only way of controlling her gone. “But the fact that you are able to do binding magic is rather remarkable. It tends to take decades to learn how to weave a spell capable of suppressing another’s mana or will. And what’s this about a kingdom?” Mrs. Wentworth spoke to John in a calm, inquisitive manner, the exact opposite of what John was expecting. He figured she would leap at him and rip him to shreds, not ask him questions.

“I, uh, have a kingdom that Gaia gave me. I recently accepted the task of being its king. When I first got the kingdom, I gained the King’s Mark but after accepting the duty of being king it became King’s Brand and now I have multiple brands and can make more depending on what positions I need for my kingdom,” John explained, hoping that his truth baring would appease his fearsome teacher.

“I see. And where did you find this kingdom?” she asked, showing no signs of aggression.

“I was given to it by Gaia. It’s a permanent barrier but I’m not exactly sure where it’s at. I just have portals I can use to get to and from it.”

“I see. I wish to see this kingdom of yours,” she said in the tone of a request but John knew it was clearly an order, one that he could not refuse and live.
“Very well. I’ll take you after school, does that sound fine?” he asked. Mrs. Wentworth nodded before turning and heading back to the school doors. Before she got too far away, however, she turned and spoke.

“Oh yes, do be on guard, Mr. Newman. Sometimes friends aren’t really friends, and allies are only allies when it benefits them. Come see me after school, if you make it that far,” she said before she returned to walking and collapsed the barrier she had enacted around the area that John never noticed.

“I think I peed a little,” Miho said as she broke the silence between the group, to which Mikuru just sighed at her sister’s antics.

“What are we going to do about her?” asked Mikuru as she held up Vanessa’s arm.

“Vanessa?” John asked as he walked over to her, noticing her glazed over eyes, as if she was put under some kind of hypnosis. His voice and a swift slap to her face allowed her to return to her proper state of mind.

“H-how dare you strike me, maggot!” she barked at him. “I’ll have you killed for that!” she snarled at him.

“Silence.” The words came from his mouth but Vanessa did not care. She opened her mouth and went to speak, but nothing came out. She yelled, screamed, hollered at the top of her lungs, but no sounds escaped her mouth. She was obeying his order of silence and she did not like it. “You are now my ****. I’ll probably have to explain everything to you in detail, but for now, you will not speak to anyone of what has happened to you. After school, you will wait for me and the twins like the obedient little **** you are, understood? You can speak to answer me,” he said, adding that last part to make sure she would.

“Yes, I understand,” she said, the hatred in her words easily picked up upon.

“’Yes, I understand’ what?” asked John, a wicked smile on his face. Vanessa yelled at herself not to say it because it wasn’t true. She was the master, and everyone else her toys. She would never be anyone’s toy, that’s what her mother taught her and that’s how she was going to live her life.

“Yes, I understand… master.” An uncontrollable amount of rage boiled up in Vanessa’s chest as the words left her mouth, knowing that she was **** to say the one thing she’d swear she never would say, become the thing she’d always inspired to have and not be. She was now a man’s plaything and she hated every second of it. But she would not go down without fighting. She would make him work for every enjoyment he got out of her, every pleasure he got would have an equal amount of pain. She would make his victory so pyrrhic that it wouldn’t be worth it to use her if it was the last thing she could do.

“Ok, let’s all head out,” John said as he walked away from the girls, making his way towards the entrance. The other students did not seem to notice anything that had gone on. John chalked it up to a spell Mrs. Wentworth most likely cast on the audience. John continued to walk until he came to Frank. Hmm. Should I enslave him along with Vanessa? No, no. Those two may try something and mess up what I have going on. No, he was a victim of Vanessa just like the rest of us, probably more so since she tricked him into thinking she loved him. No, she’ll learn what it’s like to be less than human, I’ll make sure of that.

“Come on now, Frank, you having a bad day?” John asked as he loomed over the weakened bully.

“NEW…MAN!” was all the angry football player could say before John’s foot found itself connecting to the side of his head, the **** of the blow knocking Frank out, his body a lump on the ground.

“That’s enough out of you, right girls?” John said as the twins rejoined his side, while Vanessa followed a few feet back, trying to look like she wasn’t attached to the group.

“Ugh. Frank, how disappointing!” she said in her normal, bitchy tone as she walked right Frank, John, and the twins and went into the school, with much on her mind.