Third Person's POV

As the days passed by, the school life of the students inside the academy went back to normal again, but still have a few cases of bullying at Omegas but they're pretty fine.

Khalil Dela Torre, a 17 year old boy with long light brown hair, small face frame with small pinkish lips, fair and white skin and had a pair of beautiful almond brown eyes is walking peacefully at the hallway. Alone, he carried his bag slinging at the side while humming softly as he pass by the busy corridors.

He was on his way to the library to borrow some books about medicine and defensive enchantments. Upon his turn, he accidentally bumped into a hard surface that results him to stumble backwards and fall to his ass.

"What the hell!" His head snapped back as he saw a young adult towered his height, his shirt was drenched in an orange substance that still dripping into the cold tiled floor.

The other five males at his back was surprised at the scene. The man he accidentally crashed glared at him as if he is able to kill the kid with his hot and deadly glare.

Ali flinched seeing the pair of green eyes darken, piercing deeply against his almond brown.

"You fucking fag! Look what did you to me?" His voice was cold, still glaring at the kid who is currently sitting in the floor.

His neck flexed a little bit, revealing a green tattoo carved in the right side of his neck.

Beta.

"I'm s-sorry. I didn't saw you--"

"You did it on purpose, aren't you?" The Beta coldly spat at him making Ali to flinched.

"No! I didn't----" Ali's head snapped back to the side after a large hand landed on his pale cheek, leaving a red mark.

His eyes widened, shock at the action.

He can taste a copperish taste bursted against his taste buds as the corner of his lips bled from the force of the slap he took from the Beta.

The students who are walking in the corridors stopped at the scene at they watching. Some giggling and gossiping while the other looked him with pity.

Ali looked back at the Beta in front of him. With the sound of laugh and chuckle at the back of the Beta, he heard the other men to curse him.

"You think your sorry would fix this mess?" The Beta asked groping at the kid's shirt's collar and harshly pull him up as if he weighs nothing.

"I'm s-sorry." The only words he said, stammering.

Being bullied almost everyday makes him sad and mad. That's why he always went to the library, to study different and new methods of how to use his ability properly but with his lousy ability that only can heal and create barriers, his hope loose down and fear began to dominate him.

Somehow, he felt tired. Being harassed, cursed, bullied and hit, he's too tired for that shit but what can he do? He wants to fight and defend himself but he doesn't have courage to do that.

But as soon as his eyes landed on the Beta, something urge him to resist. Something wants him to protect his self from this bastard.

"You little fuck. I'll give you a torture you'll never forget." He grinned but as soon as he raised his hand in the air, Khalil's hand came exactly in front of his eyes. The Beta's eyes were wide open and surprised at his actions as well the other men behind not until a white bright light flashed upon their eyes, making them to groan in a sudden blindness they took.

The Beta let Ali go, good thing, he doesn't fall from the floor and hit his butt to it. He grabbed the chance to runaway, not even leaving a final glance to his bullies.

"You're not going anywhere fag!" The Beta roared chasing the Omega.

They run and chase until Khalil went inside a room where he regretted to entered. The men's locker room was dead silent, not even a single soul was there. He quickly find a place where to hide.

"Open this door fag!" He heard the sudden thud outside the door, knocking heavily as if they were trying to break the door.

That panicked Khalil and went deeper in the room. He eventually went to the shower room. Every locker room has it own shower room for the reason of every time they took out and went after the gym, exercises, activities, etc, they can shower here to remove the scent of their stinky sweat.

He suddenly heard footsteps running to his way so due to panic, he grabbed the doorknob near to him, twisting it and stepping inside and shut it immediately.

"What the fucking hell?" He gasped in horror after hearing another voice inside the cubicle. His eyes widened at the picture of the Prince, Kieffer McGregor of the Alpha House, standing wet and especially naked at his sight. He immediately averted his gaze, not wanting to look down at his thing.

"What are you doing here?" Kieffer asked nonchalantly.

"S-sorry. I didn't mean to barge i-in. I just g-gotta go." He turned away, putting his trembling hand in the doorknob when the door through the shower room bang open.

"Hey faggot! Come out! Or else, I'll break your pretty legs of yours when I catch you!" The Beta roared inside, walking slowly together with his men.

Khalil flinched. He admits that he's scared of what could the Beta could do to him but the problem is, the man he secretly loves is inside the same room with him, plus naked.

He gulped the lump that stuck on his throat. He yelped silently after hearing the banging sounds of the doors of each cubicle open.

Shoot! I'm dead!

His body began to tremble, especially his hand when he senses that the doors banging open is going nearer to them.

He calmed himself, relaxing, he gently twisted the doorknob to open but failed when a hand strongly pulled him away. Pinning him against the wall, he was petrified seeing Kieffer tower him with his gigantic height. With a height of 6"0 flat, he looked down at his prey who's shivering in fear.

The kid beneath him whimpered when he heard the loud bang against the door of their cubicle.

Kieffer subconsciously put his damp hand against the plump lips of his prey and stared to his eyes straight.

"Don't make a sound." He said as Khalil eyes moistened as if tears are ready to fall.

"What the fuck do you want peasants?" The Prince growled dark and harsh. Khalil flinched hearing his dominant voice.

The men outside were shocked hearing their Master's rival's best friend, Prince from the Triple Crown.

"Is that the Prince?" One murmured to the other.

"It's him."

"Damn, it looks like he's taking a shower."

"Don't make me break your limbs for disturbing my peaceful shower shitheads. Now run or I'll put you inside in your nightmares forever." He demanded, making the men outside grunt.

"Fuck." The Beta said until they went out the room, mad and disappointed.

When Kieffer sensed that they're completely gone, he let his hand go away at his prey beneath him. Khalil let a shaking breath.

Kieffer looked down, watching the kid what he's doing not until Ali looked up, locking their gazes inside the room.

A light shade of pink tiny crept on Khalil's cheeks and ears seeing the Prince's stare. He averted his eyes at the side, not wanting to look down and see the thing Prince had hanging between his legs.

"T-thank you." Khalil shakily said and attempted to walk away but pair of strong arms planted against the wall, trapping him either sides and no where to go for escape.

"What are you doing here?" Prince asked him.

"W-well..." Ali was hesitating if he should tell the whole story why he ended up inside the stall where his first love is taking a shower but something deep inside him is fighting that he shouldn't tell.

Does he cares if I get bullied and hurt?

"T-they want to hit me. A-after I accidentally b-bumped into a Beta and s-spilled his juice in his s-shirt." He says finally.

Prince's eye brow raised as he noticed something red on Ali's cheek. It was starting to form a bruise. Prince only reminded himself to focus on the current situation.

"I'm better b-be going. Thank you a-again." But he didn't take a chance to escape when Prince grabbed both his shoulders and forces him to look at his eyes.

"Next time, know the place where you step in. What if I was fucking and you enter here without a notice? Should I be the one who will hurt you for disturbing my work?" He said coldly looking directly at Ali's eyes while leaning closer.

That Ali's instincts kick in as he put his fragile hands into the taller guy's broad chest and pushed him to go away but he failed. Kieffer was surprised when his hands touched his chest, sending some kind of sparks inside him. He leaned even closer and made Ali tensed.

"Answer me." He said.

Ali was about to answer when he felt something poking his stomach. His eyebrows knitted in confusion and slowly looked down, regretting after when he something he shouldn't see. He immediately looked up, looking at the Prince who's smirking.

"Go away!" Ali panicked pushing with all of his might the Prince. Kieffer stepped a few backwards before Ali rushed to the door and ran away, blushing hard.

The Prince chuckled seeing his reaction. He looked down at his hard erection, twitching at the thought of Ali touching his chest.

"Fuck. I'm hard." He mumbled chuckling.

Meanwhile, Khalil is walking towards the cafeteria, where his friends are currently waiting for his arrival. His face flushed a bright red shade as he walked in the corridors.

"Oh my gosh! That's so unexpected!!" He mentally shout to himself.

"But sure he's really huge though." Then he immediately shook his head as if erasing the thought in his head.

"Have shame Ali! You look like a pervert!"

He sighed eventually when he remembered that he was supposed to move on from him. That kind of man is sure sexy and handsome but he's straight! Straight as a pole! And there's no way Prince will like a closeted gay like him.

A pained sigh escaped his lips.

"Get it on to yourself Ali! He's not going to like a person like you. Note that to your idiotic self!" He mentally said to himself, looking sad as he made his way to the cafeteria.

Few Days Later,

The gang of Omegas and Deltas made their way into the library. They don't have classes for the next two period and instead of waisting their time, they took it as an opportunity to go to the library and study to broaden their knowledge.

"Come to think about it, did you already decided what will you wish to the Headmistress?" Riley asked Khalil as they entered the building full of books but with less students inside.

Khalil shrugged. He didn't forget that he won at the contest Taylor made together with her classmates and co-officers. A classmate of Taylor already approached him to know what his request because the Headmistress wants to know his desired wish but he didn't even have a time to think about it. Headmistress Demonise told him to take his time and when he finally decided his wish, the Headmistress is in her office anytime.

The group take a seat, far away from the other students who's busy reading their books. At the corner, they took their books they wanted to read. They sat there silently and discussed their possible ability evolution if they practice what is written in the book.

Now that they mention their abilities, they shared their experiences in using their abilities and powers in defensing and protecting theirselves.

As they ended telling, their eyes landed on the purple eyed kid who's silently looking and listening at their conversation.

"I don't want to be rude Demi but, most of us know each of our abilities, even you but we're so clueless about what kind of power you posses." Bridget spilled her thoughts.

The others nodded in unison, both curious about the kid's powers.

Indeed, they already knew each other's powers and same to Dymitri but Dymitri didn't even give any single clue on which ability he possessed and where he mainly excel.

"Uhm, well...." He fidget his soft and slender fingers in his lap, looking down.

"Come on Demi. We know you're shy as hell but spill it. We're your friends and we keep your secret to death." Bridget exclaimed with motivating look in her eyes.

Dymitri looked at them again, gazes with his friends to him aggreing to Bridget. He let a sigh escape his lips in defeat.

"Well, you see..." He started off. Bridget, Ali and along with the rest of the gang prepared themselves to listen.

"My mother said that my powers are quite unexplainable. Tricky and even hard to explain. I can't even control them properly." His classmates eagerly listened to his words, watching closely as the kid looked sadly at his book.

"I don't know but Mama said that everytime I overuse my powers, I totally forgot what happened and what did I do during I use my ability, for example is the accident happened days ago." He reminded them and they nodded.

As he further explain his situation, their eyes widened after Dymitri confessed what his true powers are.

"******kinesis." He softly said.

"What the freaking hell Demi!" Bridget blurted out and eventually covered her mouth with her hands after realizing that they're inside in the library.

"Oh my Gods and Goddesses! That kind of ability is rare!!" Aliza muttered shocked.

Ali took his book, a book where all kinds of abilities and powers are listed and it's description.

"That kind of ability Demi is really powerful. Imagine, controlling and manipulating your powers is sure lethal." He said.

Dymitri looked down at his lap, worried thinking that his new found friends would definitely found him weird and distance theirselves from him. He hates to be alone. All alone by his self without no one on his side.

"Demi, we're your friends and we're not here to judge you. We're here to help you, support you and love you. Okay?" Carlo said tapping the shoulder of the kid.

Dymitri looked at him, wearing a small smile in his pinkish lips. With that, he decided to tell the whole story why and what's the real and main reason why he ended up transferring in the academy.

Their eyes widened, mouth hung open upon hearing the dark past of their youngest friend. Dymitri is in urge of crying but Ali and Bridget held him tight, shushing him.

"It's okay Demi. Everything will be okay." Ali said, comforting his friend while rubbing his hand at the back of his friend.

"We'll help you Demi. Help you to fully control your ability. We all helped each other to achieve our goal and that is what we gonna do to help you." Bridget motivated, as the rest nodded.

"Thank y-you." Dymitri mumbled sniffling.

"Well, shush you. Let's talk about how you nearly destroyed the whole Fireheart Academy last year. You're a badass." Bridget chuckled as she ruffled the soft hair of the kid.

Dymitri giggled at her words, which is true. He told them about his past. Every happy, sad and pained moments and memories about his former school, all of it.

"But guys? Can I ask you something?" The kid asked.

"Uh huh."

"Please don't tell anyone about my true abilities. It's just, making me uncomfortable." He shyly said as he fidgeted his fingers on his lap.

"Of course Demi. Sure thing!" Bridget winked as they chuckled. They all proceeded to their conversation but upon in the middle of conversation, Aliza noticed something in Dymitri and that made her to cut the talking.

"Demi? What's happening to your hair?" Their eyes glanced at the hair of Dymitri, looking carefully.

"Oh shoot." Dymitri sighed as he realized Aliza's question.

"I should die my hair soon." He said.

"You dye your hair?!!" They asked in unison.

Dymitri nodded softly. He didn't like the idea of the color of his hair so he decided to dye it with black but it's been a long time since his last time of dyeing his hair.

"Well, now that I remember. What will be our plan for the upcoming Battle Royale?" Bridget said making their attention to focus on her.

"Shit, that shit is really getting on my nerves." Carlo exclaimed, looking annoyed.

Riley and Aliza rolled their eyes hearing their friend curse.

"B-battle Royale? What's that?" Dymitri asked to them still ever confused.

"Battle Royale is an exam every two months where every class at the academy had a battle. It tests our skills in fighting, defending ourselves and how we use our abilities." Ali replied.

"It will eventually be held one week from now." Riley said.

"So, if it is a battle between classes and sections, then we will have to fight against Sky?" Dymitri questioned making the rest to shook their heads bin unison.

"Battle Royale happens between different classes and sections, we all fight against each other but the professor in charge will pick 5-8 classes to fight each other. Whoever remains standing at the end of the battle wins." Aliza explained to the kid so he can immediately understand the situation.

"But don't worry. Battle Royale is different from Clan Olympics." Carlo said to them.

"There's another?" Dymitri asked shocked, looking at Carlo eyes wide open.

"Geez Carl! That thing is not supposed to be told yet!" Bridget lectured smaking the back of Carlo's head.

"Hey Bridget! Be careful! Don't forget your ability excels in super strength! My bones in the neck could actually broke you barbarian!" Carlo blurted slightly mad while rubbing the back of head.

"Well, I'm sorry you tiny bastard! That matter is not suitable for Demi!" Bridget fired back.

"You two stop. Dymitri looked like dog because of you two." Riley explained and their eyes landed at the kid who's staring at them, lips partly open, eyes wide, sparkling like puppy while listening attentively to them.

"We'll soon explain how Clan Olympics works." Bridget said in defeat, looking to Carlo and glared him playfully.

"So, as the eldest in this group we should start practicing now until the day the Battle Royale starts. I'll inform the others to start their training so we could be in great stamina." Bridget said, referring to the other students of class 2 - 1.

"Demi, I know it's your first time but we'll help you in training. After all, you possessed greater and rarer ability than us. It's such an honor to accommodate you." Bridget said to the kid with concern. The others nodded in agreement. They will try their best to handle him.

The kid only nodded and smiled sweetly, murmuring a sweet,

"Thank You."