No they can't as Jordan starts messing with his Anita

“Dear, don’t be stupid. This is your birthday. Why should we run away and leave the room? It should be him and his slut that leaves. How dare he crash our party by bringing such a slut with him?” Tina responded, looking at her son like he was being ridiculous.

“Mom, that’s Mrs. Summers! He changed Mrs. Summers into that slutty schoolgirl,” Sid tried to remind her.

Tina’s expression turned incredulous. She looked at her son strangely. “Who is Mrs. Summers?”

“Gemma Summers, my teacher.”

“We don’t have any teacher named Gemma Summers, Sid,” Emily interjected.

“That’s Gem, the school slut,” James added casually.

“Are you guys serious?” Sid was flabbergasted.

“Don’t bother, loser. They wouldn’t remember the bitch Gemma, only Gem exists for them now.”

“You… you are doing all this. You made them forget about Mrs. Summers.”

“She was the first, but others will follow. I said that I will punish you for cheating in the competition.”

“No, I’m not a cheater! The judges chose me fairly as the winner.”

“A thief will never admit that they were a thief, would they? Honestly, I always disliked your gut. You had stolen the spotlight from me. It should be me celebrating my win. And instead, you get to celebrate with your family and friends,” the more Jordan spoke, the angrier he became. But his mood swung quickly. A moment later the white boy let out a sigh and then sneered wickedly. “I call this punishment ‘ The Loser Loses It All’. First, let’s start with your haughty elder sister who so rudely insulted me earlier.”

“No, stop! Don’t harm my family!”

Siddharth rushed toward Jordan, trying desperately to wrestle the lens from his hand. But before he could reach him…

“Stay still.” Jordan said.

A blue glow burst out of Sid’s body and he was once again frozen on the spot.

“Hey, what are you doing to my brother?” Anita reacted as she saw Sid suddenly stop dead near Jordan. Because of Jordan’s earlier command, she hadn’t heard their conversation. She only saw her brother rush forward and then freeze.

No, don’t come here. Run. Leave this room. Siddharth screamed in his mind. A moment later, blue light covered Anita as Jordan raised the device again.

“So, bitch, you said that you are a lawyer right? How about a taste of the other side?”

A couple of minutes later, the light vanished. The woman standing there was no longer the responsible, protective elder sister Siddharth had always known. Her professional suit had transformed into a black leather jacket, with only a black studded bra underneath that pushed up her breasts. Her slacks had shortened into tight cutoff hotpants that barely covered her ass. She still had Anita’s face and mature body, but everything about her screamed trouble now. Her hair was now bright red with shaved sides, a stud piercing glinted in her nose and a thick spike choker circled her neck. Unlike Sid and Disha who had inherited their mother’s richer brown skin, Anita had always been fairer like their father, but now her skin looked even paler, almost ghastly white, making the all-black outfit stand out obscenely against her body.

“I don’t care who your name was before. Now, your name is Slash. You are a nasty, cruel and lustful biker chick. You don’t care about law and rules at all; you believe ‘in might makes right’. You enjoy abusing others, especially weak boys like Sid.”