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Chương 13: Bonus Chapter- The First Year Sect

/ Hello everybody, your third or fourth favorite author here, and because you Sex King Followers are so amazing, I dedicated a chapter to just some of the side characters. Enjoy! /

Shi moved his black hair back and entered the sizable club room. A few foldable tables and chairs scattered about. For a rich school, this was the poorest room, given to any council members to do as they wish. It's nickname was the Commoner room.

With his katana strapped to his hilt, and his disciplinary badge smoothed against his uniform, he gestured behind him.

Sam Garrison stepped into the room.

"And why have you brought me him?"

Shi scratched the back of his neck, "Well Warren's father contacted the school, he has come down with the flu and won't be here till Monday."

A girl who had her legs set atop of one of the tables, had a red lollipop swishing around her mouth. She had purple hair and dark brown eyes, her features sharp and stern.

It was the one Mr. Tolkien gave Warren to help him win the election, Jane Arch, a Second year who was known for her harsh ideas and very unpleasant way of handling men.

Shi could care less how seductively Jane licked her lollipop, The idea of Amelia making him drift away.

Jane sighed and pointed her lollipop at Sam, "So what exactly is he doing here?"

Sam bowed and stuck his hands in his pockets, "Well I'm also trying to help um, Warren win so I'm here as well."

Shi nodded, "Mr. Tolkien took his pledge to help as a sign, so now he is now your assistant."

Sam ruffed out his black curly hair, "I'll try my best."

Jane removed her feet from the table and stood up, she slowly walked toward Sam.

"Hmmmm, I smell a virgin."

Sam looked at Shi, who sat on one of the tables cleaning his blade. Sam annoying looked at Jane, "Listen, I don't have time for this, we need to make up for what we are going to l-"

Jane place her index finger on his lips, "Quiet, I'm in charge here."

Sam shut his mouth and raised an eyebrow.

Shi sheathed his blade, "So what is our first order of business?"

Jane and Sam looked at Shi, the asian boy still sitting legs crossed on the table.

In unison they both questioned, "Our?"

Shi shrugged, "I would prefer to be stalking Amelia but because of something that came up, I have to help you guys win this impossible election."

Jane and Sam turned to see someone walk in, Shi looking down as he spoke.

Shi folded his arms, "I hate underclass men and especially that Warren, that son of a bi-"

Amelia karate chopped Shi on the head.

"Don't say stuff like that to people."

Shi took the weak chop as a devastating blow, "My lady! I am sorry I have made you fret, the only way for me to be cured is with death!"

He aimed the sword toward his chest.

"STOP IT YOU IDIOT!"

Amelia stomped her foot and Shi froze, almost as if he died from shock.

Amelia turned, her blonde short hair bouncing as she did. She cleared her throat and put her hands together, "I want Warren to win, so me and Shi are happy to help."

Jane sat back down and stuck her lollipop back in her mouth, "The more the merrier but for this job, I need the guys to handle it."

Sam and Shi stared at Jane, "The guys?" They both said.

Jane clapped and pointed at a smart board behind her, the screen blinking to life, "Well as of right now, only one percent of this school wants Warren as president, the others want Don or Clera to win, meaning somehow we need to find a general support group."

She stood up and clicked on the screen, A very poor animated picture of Warren being crushed by two other students was depicted.

"Clera Rose, a shy type who somehow found a following of the Second Year Sect, which is almost impossible to do. She is a red headed air head that guys natural flock too, also she is head of the journalist club, and somehow has become part of the big three."

She pointed at the black bowl cut haired boy with glasses, "Don Zimmer, his father a world class account, and just like his father, Don is amazingly smart. So much so that he has over fifty percent of the school on his side just due to his grades. He is also one of the big three."

Amelia tilted her head, "He isn't that handsome though, why does anyone want him to win?!"

Sam sighed and spoke first, "No one wants to question a smart asshole."

Jane gestured to Sam, "Precisely, and some of the students parents are affiliated with his father, making our chances dwindle even more."

The four waited in silence, unsure of what to do.

"Before you mentioned the Second Year Sect, what exactly is that?" Shi asked as he tightened the string around his sheath.

Jane smiled, her purple lipstick shining, "Well that's where we start."

Sam leaned against the wall, "You mean the First Year Sect, the weirdos that will probably be single the rest of their lives. They have like a cult or something."

Jane smiled, "Yep, and we have a secret weapon."

Jane locked on to Amelia, Shi stepping in front of her as he felt the eyes of lust.

"And what exactly does my princess have anything to do with this?" Shi held his hand out.

Jane covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh to put it simply, the First Year Sect is very found of Amelia."

Sam poked his chin, "I use to be a part of it..."

Shi and Amelia looked at Sam, the shy boy blushing and averting his eyes.

"So where do we go?" Shi asked hesitantly.

Jane pointed at the door.

All eyes locked on to a figure standing in the doorway. The figure had on a large black robe which covered his features, only a mouth visible.

"I am Bond, you will follow me to our headquarters." It was a deep male voice.

Bond beckoned for Shi and Sam to follow.

Jane smiled and also gestured for them to go.

Sam followed and Shi annoyingly tagged along.

As they walked the expansive campus of Grand Dobi, the silence was finally broken.

"What exactly is the First Year Sect?" Asked Shi as they walked.

Bond did not turn or falter as he spoke, "The First Year Sect just like the Second and Third, are a group of students who idolize their respective student years. Jane there is ranked ten for the Second Year Sect, meaning she has some clout in this school."

Shi gripped his katana, "How high is Amelia ranked?!"

Bond held his hand of for them to stop, Sam almost bumping into him.

"We blind fold you here."

Sam put his hands up, "Woah woah woah, no one sa-"

"You either get blind folded or this is a broken deal. We have rules to this."

Sam looked at Shi who was still unsettled with the fact Bond never answered him.

"Fine."

Two more hooded figures appeared from the shadows, black cloth in there hand.

Sam nervously let one tie it around his eyes, a little too tightly.

"Also to answer your question Shi, Amelia Amaris is ranked fifth in our sect."

Sam flinched as he heard a katana slowly drawn, "And who could possibly beat my glorious princess?"

Bond laughed menacingly as the duo was guided along dark hallways.

"The Four Sacred Souls of course. Four very special women who take the top spots for their perfection."

Sam swallowed hard, his old woes of being a First Year Sect coming back.

"And they are all sisters," Bond said as they stopped.

Shi nodded, "They seem worthy if you praise them as such."

Bond laughed again, "We do more than just praise..."

Shivers ran down Sam and Shi's back.

Finally, the blind folds were removed. Sam quickly surveying the room they were in. It was the old science lab that was closed for renovations. Shi also knew this room.

"So this is your super secret place, I patrol the school, I know where this is."

Bond smiled as his two subordinates left in haste, the door shutting. The floor was white marble and a chalk board was situated on one of the walls. Dozens of science fact posters scattered about.

"Oh we know, that is why our meeting spots change every day."

Sam remembered this, the sect moving clockwise around the school.

Bond clapped his hands twice, the dark room growing eerie with silence. Another hooded student appeared from the darkness. Shi suddenly felt trapped.

"I am Hands, I will be the one of the few discussing terms with you."

Shi raised an eyebrow, "Hands?"

Sam sighed and answered him first, "To hide their identities, each member is named after their fetish and or kink."

Shi's mouth dropped as Hands was eying his neatly kept nails. He hid them behind his back.

"So Bond is..."

The word clicked in Shi's head.

Bondage.

Bond nodded, "Now that you understand would you please listen to our demands first."

Shi found a familiar spot on a table while Sam awkwardly leaned against one.

"What do you want?" Sam asked with a stern look.

Hands moved closer, "Something that will please the three heads of the First Year Sect."

Sam crossed his arms, "There are only two of you though?"

"Is there."

Another figure appeared, only they had one distinct difference. This one was obviously a girl.

"I am BBC, the last of the three heads, I joined a few weeks back."

The three heads shifted until they were shoulder to shoulder facing Sam.

Shi was still hanging on the girl, wondering what her name meant, then it hit him. He concluded his thought with a slap to his own face.

"For Amelia," he whispered.

Hands held his hand out, "We want to meet The Four Sacred Souls, and have them take very lustrous pictures."

Sam face palmed and Shi shook his head, in unison they both spoke, "Impossible."

Bond put a finger out and wagged it, "It seems you are ill informed."

Sam and Shi took slightly more interest in his words.

"Warren King is very close to these four sisters, so much so he has been caught chatting with them heavily."

Shi cocked his head, "Who are these sisters anyways?"

BBC spoke, "Arid, Autumn, Olivia, and Fey Reina. They are well balanced woman who usually talk to no one but themselves."

Sam shrugged and exhaled, "Well how is chatting anything special?"

Hands snapped, "It seems you have lost your edge Feet-"

"Wait!wait! wait!" Sam yelled as his former name came out. He smiled weakly and looked at Shi who shot him a curious glance.

"Well so what if he is close to them, how do you suppose we convince Warren?"

Jane kicked the door open, Amelia following close behind. A hooded female appeared behind them.

"I am sorry, they bested me with...."

The hooded female had pictures of thighs in her hand, her mouth watering as she disappeared into darkness.

"Well suppose we do convince Warren, what will you give us?" Jane said as she took a heavy step toward the three heads.

They all stepped back in fear.

Amelia grinned as she stayed protected behind Jane.

Sam also hopped away as Jane took command.

Hands sighed and continued, "We will support and help spread good fortunes of Warren, but only if we have the pictures."

Jane tapped her chin slowly, every one waiting for her response.

"Deal, but how will we do it?"

Bond looked to his left, "Breasts, bring the item."

A figure approached and held out a small Nikon camera. BBC took it and held it out toward Jane.

"Use this as a means."

Jane took it and studied it, "We will be back in a week, let's go Sam and Shi, we have a plan to formulate."

Shi annoyingly hopped of the table and Sam perked up. He was very urgent to leave.

"Blue Waffle, show them out."

Shi pointed his sword toward the student that appeared, "You touch me, and you are dead..."

Blue Waffle bowed and reverted back to the darkness, another person appearing.

Sam held his hands out, and took the blind fold, not wanting to even ask. Shi did also and Amelia and Jane still confused on what just a happened.


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