A TIRED, MS KING JUST ARRIVED FROM THE HOSPITAL, after visiting several of the phone-bomb victims… it was really horrifyingly-bad.

She was now, at a café for lunch – and had called Alicia and Jane over-to join her… before they went to the Walkers.

Her sick-leave was revoked – after the VP, Ms Burnell had called-in for an emergency teachers’ meeting that Tuesday morning – before all teachers, were ‘divided’ and had visited 4 different hospitals… to visit the 13 victims.

The student counsellor-herself was still on a slow recovery – from her flu and fever… that she suffered from the wet rainy-zoo incident – the prolonged recovery, was due to her own-medical Thyroid conditions…

… it had BEEN OVER 20 YEARS SINCE Ms King had last encountered the mysterious ‘time-traveller monk’ from the future… who forewarned her, back then – of the ‘birth’ of Asmodeus’ ally…

... she-BlackStar, and also…

... of a particular young-student…

… who would-be feed-and-fuel ‘her’… to cause natural catastrophes.

-O-

The wise monk even gave Ms King the hologram technology device of future 2120, that had been pre-programmed, with data information of the destruction of Perth, in the future.

See-In the monk – had instructed the 26-year-old Ms King back-then – to be employed at Stamford High school, and to screen and monitor ‘every’ student who enrolled there, as the anonymous Cursed-One would ‘come’ in the future to that school…

… and would succour the evil entity BlackStar to be ‘more’ destructive… with his uncontrollable NEGATIVE EMOTIONS.

In her 20 years of her ‘personal’ investigations, of ‘who’ the Cursed-One was – and in-that long waiting period… as a senior staff member of the school counselling scores of ‘bad-apples’ – but…

… over the years, the health of Ms King had-too also faded… with her string of her ‘own’ medical diseases… that she succumbed-from over those years.

When the 46-year-old Ms King finally realized HER ‘CALLING’ THAT PETER WALKER was Cursed-One – she was already a heart-patient, with high blood pressure and cholesterol problems – and was-weak and tired, anaemically too drained… to stop him…

… she DID ‘NOT’ SUSPECT’ the twins at all… after their fatal car crash, losing their father – but was fooled by Paul’s success in his studies – while his twin became rebellious, with ‘father-issues’ to deal with and also – his ‘Champ’ issues...

… but she guessed ‘wrong.’

She had-failed to extract THE CURSED AMULET OF ASMODEUS from the one-armed boy…

... where he himself later, was – ‘cursed’ by it, along with 2 others.

And, if only she had succeeded to retrieve – AND DESTROY THE AMULET – Perth would ‘not’ be ‘cursed’ as it was foreshadowed by See-In…

… she had ‘FAILED’ IN SEE-IN’s mission.

-O-

In a fortnight after being ‘cursed’…

… Peter Walker had caused the partial destruction in the Great Barrier Reefs in Queensland, that killed over 500 people, of its victims. Then yesterday, in Perth’s very own backyard…

… he further caused phone-bombs explosions, that injured more than students in Stamford High, and also the destruction of public properties…

… those events devastated… and AFFECTED HER deeply.

-O-

Now, Ms King WAS VERY-AFRAID of the Cursed-One, of what HE COULD AND WOULD do – if his DEMANDS WERE ‘NOT’ met. But the sickly-woman had to be strong, for the sake of Jane, Paul and Alicia…

… who were ALL COUNTING ON HER ADVICES for the team – to keep-Peter away at bay… from his destructive path.

She was the ONLY ‘ADULT’ THE TWEENS could depend on.

But her fears have tended to sway-decisions on THE COWARD’S WAY-OUT… to be submissive to the deviant Peter – to SAVE ANY LIVES, who were in his negative path.

… but…

… would the ‘rest’ of the Cursed-Trio, be COOPERATIVE WITH HER ‘ADVICES,’ when they confront Peter later?

-O-

Ms King was in the middle of her healthy-lunch… when Alicia and Jane walked in – they ordered a fruit platter each, since they already had their lunch.

This was the first time, the blind-girl met Ms King ‘outside’ in public – while the student-counsellor and her BFF, had met secretly outside before, BEHIND HER BACK. Alicia Wong was Ms King’s ‘ears-on-the-ground’ – and would UPDATE HER with visits and phone calls – of ‘WHAT’ WAS GOING ON with the Cursed-trio.

… Jane was quiet… and was listening closely of her BFF and Ms King in the discussion of ‘strategies,’ of how to counter Peter, when they visited the Walker’s later.

Ms King then spoke…

“Ms Burnell held a teachers’ meeting just now, and was updating-on the police investigations so far, and Insp Carol WALKER WOULD ‘NOT’ be there in the school’s inquiries because – she is still in INVESTIGATIONS OF THE ZOO CASE… and is hunting for the criminal-kidnapper… who is still hiding somewhere in Perth.”

Alicia asked. “What about the school’s CCTV footage, that Paul suggested…?”

… Ms King sighed. “Mysteriously, the police found that the entire Stamford High’s CCTV was KNOCKED DOWN-BLANK – resulting, the whole incident of explosions occurred yesterday, which WAS ‘NOT’ RECORDED. That means there is NO EVIDENCE OF Peter’s attempt of that boy’s life, of kicking down Douglas Zimmerman from the top stairs.”

“What…? Peter did what?” The quiet blind-girl then exclaimed out…

“Yes, Paul said-so to me. Sorry, Janey… I did ‘not’ say this, in your ‘house’ just now – I felt it was only appropriate if we spoke about this ‘outside.’’’ Alicia held Jane’s hand.

“Ali, what happened – what did Paul tell you…?” The blind-girl urged…

“With all that chaos in school yesterday, while the explosions were happening – Peter had attempted TO-KILL DOUGLAS, by kicking him from the first floor, over the staircase – but luckily Paul caught Dougie from below – and, they were both are ‘safe.’”

“Oh-my-Gawd…” The shocked-blind-girl whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. She also felt like ‘throwing-up’ her ate lunch.

“Paul also said… that Peter was currently on some ‘kind’ of drugs, that he purchased online.” Her BFF filled in…

… Jane just shook her head more, and was back speechless…

“With no-drug package delivered – Paul has no proof of Peter’s changes in behaviour… and, Peter will deny it ‘too,’ like always.” The student counsellor analysed.

The Chinese girl then suggested...

“What if Inspector Walker asked Peter… to go for a urine test – they can medically spot any-drugs he took?”

“No… let’s ‘not’ get the Inspector to be involved yet – Paul would ‘not’ want that too, that his mother knew ABOUT HIS ‘SECRET-IDENTITY.’” Ms King justified.

The counsellor then clarified… that Peter was ‘not’ a matured boy, compared to his twin. Ms King also-believed that this was because Peter lacked a father-figure in his life to emulate…

… that was why Peter the one-armed bully, and got HIS ‘WAY’ ALWAYS IN DEMANDS, by playing the unfairly treated ‘victim’ or would go to ‘EMOTIONALLY-HIJACK’ ANYONE, or may resort to using his ‘cursed-threats’ – if his priority-DEMANDS WERE ‘NOT’ met.

If Peter was threatened…

... he would use his ‘CURSED’ POWERS, AND ‘BAD’ DISASTERS then happened. His worst was when he was ‘threatened’ by Principal Harris at Wilson’s dinner invitation evening, where Peter was angry… that his mother was ‘seeing’ his principle in public – that resulted in the destruction and deaths in the east of Australia – THE QUEENSLAND REEFS.

… the blind-Jane was quiet...

... and listened. She was… ‘ONE’ PART of the “Perth’s Famous Couple’ and needed to-counter, Peter...

... once she faced-off with him later – she must have her ‘ammunition’ to STAND UP AGAINST the ‘difficult’ tween…

… or else she would regret her early intensions and the initiation – of giving PETER A ‘PURPOSE…’

Ms King paid the bill – and with the girls, headed to the Walkers… by her old, green Volvo.

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THEY REACHED THE WALKERS HOUSE, which the twins’ late father had built it before he died, in an automobile accident… where the Walker-twins were handicapped too in it…

… Paul in his wheelchair, who-greeted them at the front door – but, Peter was nowhere to be seen downstairs.

Alicia updated Paul by whispering to him that the CCTV CAMERAS were knocked down, during the explosions in school yesterday – which meant – there was no-real, CONCRETE-EVIDENCE OR PROOF, to ‘pin’ Peter down.

… Paul remembered too, of PETER RECENTLY RIDICULING him for being ‘sloppy’ with his ‘escapade’ from the zoo… when he WAS ARRESTED BY THE POLICE – now-Paul wondered if his twin had SOME ‘POWERS’ TO BLOTCH those surveillance cameras to be broken, with his ‘curse’ yesterday.

If, that WAS TRUE – Peter was getting ‘STRONGER.’

-O-

They all sat in the living room, but ‘not’ Jane – who walked over, to the foot of the stairs and she shouted out…

“PETER, YOU COME down here now ASAP – I want to bloody-TALK TO YOU!”

… Ms King and Alicia’s hearts-stopped, when THE ‘PISSED-OFF’ blind-girl did that – compared when she was all-quiet in the café, just now. That feared the counsellor even ‘more,’ if-that it would...

... PROVOKE PETER, MORE as a challenge.

Everyone saw the Cursed-One descending slowly down the stairs… looking away and ‘not’ making any eye-contacts – and was also ‘not’ wearing his single-glove. He then slumped down into his late father’s chair.

He turned his head, to the ‘only’ adult present… and cynically intimidate her…

“There you are, Ms King – what ‘movie’ are we going to watch today, with your hologram tech?” Peter flashed corky-smirk…

… but Jane voiced out-instead, at the ‘red’ glow…

“Hey-you… did YOU KICK DOUGLAS DOWN the stairs yesterday!!?”

Alicia and Ms King GOT PRETTY ANXIOUS… if the aggressive-Jane’s blunt questioning would aggravate Peter.

“Do you have any proof that I kicked him down… or was it that you blindly-believed, this cripple-twin of mine's hearsay…?”

They saw Paul’s face change to anger. They also heard the blind-girl again, with another direct grill…

“Did YOU CAUSE THOSE explosions yesterday!!?”

“What am I being on-trial here? Here I am defending and salvaging… of what’s left of our ‘Perth’s Famous Couple’ reputation from slander – while you-again, you are BLINDLY-ACCUSE ME with weak accusations, of what-not!”

Everyone knew that PETER WAS LYING and denying in each of his answers. Ms King and Alicia took a backseat in the trial of Cursed-trio… and they too lacked any evidence.

“DON’T TALK to me about your ‘Perth’s Famous Couple’ fantasy – I ‘DID NOT’ COME over from my blind-school to Stamford High, to fall in love with you, okay – I came here to STUDY…

“… and right now, my plate is full – and I got NO TIME FOR YOU, PETER WALKER!”

Alicia held her yelling BFF’s arm… but she shook off the grip. PETER EYEBALLED her with spite… before saying…

“I still believe in our ‘union’ – even when those HATERS CREATED THIS ‘VIRUS’ online, in their attacks by creating our ‘breakup’ video… and hacked their way through Perth… with PHONE-BOMB EXPLOSIONS!”

Then, the quiet Paul spoke up, in defence…

“I DON’T BELIEVE THAT – your bloody-cursed-ass was the cause of those explosions yesterday…! I DON’T THINK ANY HACKER could have done that… coz that technology of phone-bombs DOES NOT EXIST!”

Peter chuckled hard...

“How do you know, ‘big-brains’…? Maybe it was taught in SOME CHINA UNIVERSITY – go ask your girlfriend here… because she was from THAT PART OF THE WORLD.”

Ms King then intervened – before the argument escalated into a racial direction...

“Peter, what DO YOU WANT…?”

“To play tennis, of course – I want Janey and I… to SIGN UP IN MIXED DOUBLE…”

The blind-girl yelled. “Hey, I GOT NO TIME – you go find another partner!”

“Come on, why split an existing fame of ‘the famous couple’… that now exist…? If you play, we can PUT DOWN THOSE HATERS who want to break us up, with the bomb-virus – Janey, you OWE IT TO THOSE ‘VICTIMS’ too, who GOT CURIOUS of our fame.. and they clicked and opened-file!”

… but Jane differed. “Please-please, I BEG OF YOU – I even don’t have the time to study, and LET ALONE PLAY TENNIS!”

“WHY STUDY? To be another statistic of atheist-scientist, in their bandwagon? Stick with MY PLAN FOR ONCE… and replicate this viral-video victory and, we go places – if you can’t see that, then your SCIENTIFIC-LOGIC IS BLIND TOO!”

“But I ‘cheated’ in that viral video… I USED MY 3RD-EYE power, now-I don’t want to use that anymore – weren’t you the one, who said ‘BLIND GIRLS DON’T PLAY TENNIS?’”

“Why on earth YOU WON’T USE your God-given talent of the 3rd-Eye…hah…?” The one-armed ‘boyfriend’ protested.

“I want to remain AS A BLIND-GIRL HERE, and I’m ‘not’ be ashamed by my handicaps – and sports… are just-a-hobby when I ‘played’ in my school holidays – but ‘not’ I want to do now, because SCHOOL HAD REOPENED.”

“You are MISSING A POINT here…” Peter cut in.

“NO, YOU ARE the one who is missing a point – you sort out your tennis issues-by yourself – and leave me out of it because TENNIS IS THE LEAST OF MY PRIORITIES…

“…like you said before… ‘blind girls don’t play tennis,’ right? And, I SAY IF YOU CANNOT SORT your own priorities… maybe ‘ONE-ARMED BOYS… SHOULD NOT PLAY TENNIS EITHER!’”

… Paul laughed aloud…

... Peter was angry and he glowed ‘dark-red.’ He glowered at his crippled-twin.

“DON’T LAUGH at me!!!”

There was a tremor...

... and the house shook from the ground-up and, household items were disarray by moving and dropping… even it ‘snowed’ with dust… falling from the high ceiling. Everyone in the living room was scared…

The terrified Ms King was heard shouting…

“Peter, CALM DOWN – you will BRING HOUSE DOWN!”

The shakes stopped, and Paul noticed that the house that his father built… had hair-line fractures on the wall.

… everyone saw Peter was-crying in self-pity…

“Janey, I thought we had… A GOOD-THING going here… like 2 ‘handicap-soulmates’ that… played TENNIS TOGETHER – please don’t abandon me now...”

Blind-Jane sighed… and got up from the couch and went towards Peter who was glowing dull-red. She placed her hand on his stump-arm.

“Listen, Champ… PLAYING TENNIS IS YOUR-DREAM… as you said you had it, since your age of 4 – it’s time you let me go, as it’s ‘not’ my dreams to anywhere, to be the best tennis player of the world – it’s your choice ‘alone’ to either PURSUE IT OR JUST QUIT.”

“Janey don’t say that… please I beg of you – join me in the sign-up… of the mixed double, playing this would GIVE ME… THE CONFIDENCE again to my dreams – once I get your uncle’s robotic arm… I will train even harder next term and be the best… in what was to I do, to compete in a higher level, and even in the WORLD CLASS LEVEL, ‘not’ in some bloody Paralympic tourney – I’m sure I WOULD GET SELECTED… to go-away into the Australian tennis academy. I will be off your hair… to go to the Academy, by-then...”

His-brother’s-keeper, Paul voiced out to his twin…

“But THAT IS IN SYDNEY! You would endanger that city if get angry over there! No, YOU REMAIN HERE IN PERTH – where I can keep an ‘eye-and-control’ you!”

“Poe! How I think is my own ‘RIGHT AND MY FREEWILL’ too – and you DON’T HAVE ANY RIGHTS to dictate my goals-and-dreams!”

“What about MY DREAMS?” Jane too cried out…

… Peter shouted at his ‘blind-girlfriend.’

“Jane, you PICK YOUR SIDES WISELY – you had chosen THE WRONG SIDE YESTERDAY with Douglas Zimmerman, and you GAVE HIM your phone number…”

… Paul did ‘not’ let the Cursed-one finish speaking – from his wheelchair… he BLASTED AN ELECTRICAL SHOCK at the one-armed boy’s chest…

… Alicia screamed Paul’s name in protest… while Peter crumbled to the floor, face down in pain. Paul then levitated towards the ‘fallen’… looking down his depraved twin…

It was the drugs ‘talking’...

... it had MADE HIM IRRATIONAL…

... and arrogant to do destructive things on other’s expense…

… the fearful, Alicia was holding back the vertically erected Paul, from going at Peter...

... who was on the floor. “Please, PAUL…NO!”

“Ali, all your plans are ‘soft!’ It WON’T WORK ON HIM… but I have an alternative… in ‘my-Plan B!’”

“No, Pauly, no – I don’t WANT TO LOSE YOU!”

… Paul saw Alicia in tears, holding him back – he relented to her flow… and settled back to his wheelchair.

… Peter groaned on the floor, pointing weakly at Paul, saying...

“… you all… ARE MY WITNESS… Poe hurts me… always…”

The blind-girl squatted, in front of the ‘dull-red’ glow.

“Do you know why I gave my number to Douglas? Well… he proposed that I sign-up to your damn mixed double with you – so that Zoe and him… were ‘not’ the only ones who will be in that knockouts – I told him that I will think ‘about’ it – although I was ‘not’ keen with the idea… and told him that too, that I have a MILLION AND ONE thing that I rather do than to play tennis.”

“Dougie ‘did’ that…?” Peter whispered back.

“Yes, he did…! But YOU TRIED TO KILL HIM for that? What if he DIED YESTERDAY? Then, THE GUILT WILL BE ON ME too!”

… Peter was quiet, and he listened to her. Jane Wilson was firm – when she spoke out.

“Okay, Peter Walker, I’ll agree to sign up to your tennis application – only, on ‘my’ terms and conditions – agreed…?”

“What T&C?” Peter whispered back again.

… Jane ‘schooled’ him.

“You think your life is like WINNING A LOTTERY TICKET each time – at our expenses, of our own wants, needs and free-will – and WE HAVE TO GIVE IN always to your ‘lazy’ way-to ‘your’ instant gratification. Is that what your MARKETING STRATEGY IS ABOUT, Peter Walker…hah…?”

The one-armed boy on the floor, speechless – and he noticed above, slow nods of agreement of Ms King, Alicia and Paul.

“You now get to work ON MY ‘TERMS’ – you then… ‘work-your-ass-bloody-hard off’ in MY DELAYED GRATIFICATION ‘conditions,’ understood…?”

Peter saw her flick open her index finger… from her clenched fist, at his face.

“Condition One – I DON’T WANT to use my 3rd-Eye, to PLAY MY TENNIS!!!”

“What? Why…?”

Peter protested. Jane used the same index finger and pointed at his face.

“That is cheating! Instead, I will be using my AI, Boyyo.”

“Does that new ‘thing’… as good as SIMY…?”

“Listen, if you want to play your tennis… YOU TRAIN THAT BOYYO, on how to play tennis, and I will loan it to you – PROVIDED, YOU STUDY WITH ME for an hour, in the library after class, where I will tutor you, agreed!!?”

“Uh-huh.” Peter nodded passively.

The blind-girl flashed the 2nd finger at him.

-O-

“Condition Two – you DON’T TAKE ‘ANY’ DRUGS when you are around me?”

“What drugs…? I’m an athlete… and I only take my sports supplements.”

But Paul voiced out again in protest...

“That is ‘NOT’ WHAT, I SAW in your room!”

Before Peter denied, Jane snapped her fingers at his face, then pointed at herself, saying.

“Hey Peter, don’t BS me – I’m a DOCTOR’S DAUGHTER…!?”

… Peter looked away, from the-blind ‘staring’ Jane.

“No, to whatever drugs, Peter – it is bad… for your MIND AND IS BAD FOR YOUR BODY – which means, it is bad for your studies and sports too, UNDERSTOOD!!?”

… the one-armed Peter nodded…

-O-

“Condition Three – you ‘CONTROL’ YOUR ANGER in this school, and in your tennis court – this is a respectable school… and you BETTER BEHAVE AND CONTROL YOURSELF – and, if you don’t know how, YOU GO GET HELP.”

… Peter looked up… and he saw Ms King looking at him – and also heard Jane lecturing him further…

“If you SHOUT AND YELL at me or anyone, for the matter in school or in the court – and I will WALK OUT, AND ‘THIS’ DEAL IS OFF… is that understood, Peter Walker!!?”

The blind-girl then reached out her hand to the red-glow on the floor – and everyone… witnessed THE TRUCE – of the one-armed boy, who nodded…

… as he shook it…

-O-

… shaking his head, Paul Walker sighed-deep to himself…

… and wondered in ‘doubt’… that if that BS-truce was MEANT TO ‘LAST’… in their final school term.