Shit! Identity revealed!

"Wait, let me rephrase it. Princessa Julia Tentratice Aigle Archer."

I take a deep breath and turn towards him and cock my head to the left and reply with a sweet smile, "As much as I am flattered, Jones, I say this was a little too much, ya know? Flirting with me in front of your girlfriend. That's not nice."

From my peripheral vision I see Candace glaring at me. Francis and Drake look confused as hell. Austin suddenly throws his head back and laughs. Then a smirk claims his lips, "Julia, Julia, Julia....We all know I am not suicidal, I won't do something like that. But then I am sure you know what I actually mean."

My expression darkens and I reply with an extremely calm voice, "Curiosity killed the cat, Jones. I told you before you won't be able to handle the truth. Seems like you could, but the question is can she handle your truth?" Panic rises in his eyes. His mouth opens and closes like fish.

"What truth, Aus?"

"No-nothing!"

Candace looks at us confusedly, hurt evident in her eyes. Austin sees as well. He bites his lower lip and his breathing quickens. I can't help but feel a pang of hurt. One of the downsides of my true life is that I can't see my people in pain. I sigh and tell, "Tell her, Austin. If she can't take it I know what to do. Don't worry I will make sure not to hurt her." He looks at me as if I have grown another head. "That's my promise as Princessa Aigle." He thinks for a few seconds then replies,"Are-whatifshehatesme?" I roll my eyes and reply, "Should have thought that before you were being a curious cat. Seriously, what did you think you could meddle with my life and walk away unscathed?" He looks down, probably realizing what he has put himself in. Francis breaks the silence,"I don't believe what Austin thinks. You-you can't be her. She-I am supposed serve a whore?"

Hissssss. Ssssss

My blood boils. I am about give him an angry retort but Drake beats me to it and replies in a very calm voice, "Whores serve whores, Francis. You are one and you have one serving in the form of Austin. At least, Trice has the decency to admit her individual preference and accept the name given to that kind of an individual. You two, on the other hand, can't even take that name. So, next time to spew rubbish about any girl, remember Emily is trained by me. One punch and you will be out cold."

We all look at him in shock while he simply sits with his usual stoic expression. As the initial shock wears out, Francis smirks. "My, my, Drake! You've got it bad, didn't you? But even if I don't say, there are others who will. Both of us know that, even today morning she was sticking to my arm even after being out on a date with you. So, she can give you one night and then she will come running back to me though I won't accept her but that's beside the point. And..."

"And I officially declare you to be a two-faced bastard. Seriously Francis, Char was-is always so happy and proud of the sweetness and the extremely good heart you posses. And this is the good heart? You taunt your own best friend?"

"Yea, everything is my fault, Candace. You can't hear Drake. Why will you? He is the sweet one, no? He does everything right. Drake Walters swears then he should be cared for. Francis Johansen swears he should wash his mouth with soap, right? Talk about double standards!"

Wow. Great. Now Francis is being a baby. I face palm and sit down on Drake's lap.

"Oh, really? You think that, France? Then let me tell you, what is the actual case. Francis Johansen is broken. His eyes are empty because he misses someone. Because he is in extreme pain. His pain has to be cured. Drake Walters and broken? Pfft, nah. Not possible. His eyes are empty, that bastard doesn't feel anything. He is emotionless. Francis Johansen is high and mighty. Drake Walters? He hides behind his younger sister. Francis is this macho with a soft heart. Drake? He is useless. Hopeless. He doesn't deserve the good girl, Francis does. There is more, of the two....."

"......both are idiots. Seriously, what are you both? Five?", I ask looking pissed. I mean come on, everyone has to deal with their own pain.

"Nah, they are three year olds. And they say I am the immature one.", Austin pipes in and ends with a smirk.

" You've had the easiest of the three in the love life matter. You had no competition to outwin.", Candace says harshly, probably still irritated of the fact that she has no clue about my real identity.

I step in and say, "Calm down peeps. From degrading me don't jump to insulting one another. Francis
puh-lease we all know that you had the toughest life but similarly, you were the most popular boy whom everyone wanted to figure out and help. You didn't want that was your problem. You don't even respect, Gray. I am sure that at least once you have called her a slut for being helpful towards Walters regarding his  feelings and yet she chose you. You always get the best so deal with the few blows you get. Austin doesn't have it that easy either, Auburn. I know how it feels to be the second everywhere. Second choice of every girl. Second choice for captainship. Second most popular boy. I know it hurts, just because he smiles doesn't mean he doesn't hurt. As for Walters, he chose stoicism to hurting. What he doesn't realize is you can never rid yourself of your emotions completely. If anything it will worsen overtime. And so it did. So stop saying shit about one another. No one leads an easy life, there is always something missing. Something that means a lot for that person. Like for Auburn, she doesn't get to have the full trust of her boyfriend because he is scared. Scared that she might run away. And I know how important that trust is for her, right? So you have a problem spit on me not each other."

All four pairs of shocked eyes look at me and I smile. A real smile. Austin grins and asks Francis, "You still have a doubt? Dude, the girl's smile brings genuine happiness in us. Isn't that a proof?" Then turning Candace he says, "Baby, it might be hard to believe. It might even sound funny. Heck, I would have admitted myself in an asylum if I were you and about to know that I am........"

"A vampire, I know. I was waiting for you tell me. Char, told me already about you and Francis being one. Francis is the Commander General of the super natural army of North America and you are the Vice Commander General of the same, right?"

"So, so.....you don't hate me?"

"Disappointed with you? Yea. But hate you? Nah. You didn't trust me enough to think I will be with you even after you tell me?"

"I-I.......I am sorry!", Austin's voice is barely a whisper. Candace's eyes shine with mischief. Hmm, she is planning something.

"Well, I can forgive you on one condition..."

"What?"

"Show me the real you."

"That I can do."

Austin gets up and stands a little away from the table and spreads his hands in a way that it makes a upside down V with his head. Then he brings both his hand close in cross formation and lets out a scream. A blinding white light engulfs him.

A second later, he reappears. From bottom to top if I go then, he is in a pair of black trousers that have a jagged ending in the middle of his calves. A golden belt holding a sword in a golden scabbard and a silver rifle, adorns his stomach. He is in a red sleeveless shirt, that shows off his toned body. The top few buttons are undone. His fangs are on display and his grin is cruel. His usually bright green eyes are now, dark green with swirls of gold. His hair is in a Mohawk style. Hmm, hot.

I look at Candace. She is drooling at the sight of her boyfriend. She lets out a squeal and runs right into Austin's arms, who embraces her back while chuckling at her reaction. I see Francis shaking his head with a smile and Drake staring at Austin with wide eyes.

"Eee, I always had the hots for vampires, you know? I wanted to date a vampire ever since I saw Twilight. But then I thought vampires don't exist. Seriously Austin, what made you think I will run away? I would have ran right into your arms had I known this the first day we went out!"

"Oh, so you like the vampire not me?"

"Well, I like the vampire, but I love you."

Drake turns to me and makes gagging sounds near my ear. I giggle. Then suddenly, Candace turns in Austin's arms and looks at me. "Who are you?", she asks me with narrowed eyes."Why? Your boyfriend's future queen.", I reply with a smirk. She narrows her eyes. I get up from Drake's lap and stand behind Austin, "If you could kindly excuse us, Auburn. We need to make a formation. Johansen, lift you lazy ass and come stand beside me." He sighs and stands as Candace moves away. "I still don't believe you." "Oh, you will, Johansen. We three know that in this formation I will faint if I am fake but both you and me will transform if I am real since Austin is already transformed, right?" Francis nods and comes to stand beside me.

A grey light engulfs us. I am rendered blind for a moment. Then the light clears.

"Wow", I hear Drake gasp.

I grin. If anyone else would have said that, I would have considered them to be a pervert but since it is Drake I know he is talking about the power I am emitting.

Francis' attire matches that of Austin with the only difference of hairstyle and eye colour. Instead of a Mohawk Francis hair is held back in a slick pony tail.  Instead of dark eyes with swirls of gold, his eyes were red with swirls of gold.

I look down at myself. I am in a deep cut black bralette with straps, exposing the eagle tattoo on the side of my right breast as well the platinum and gold eagle pendent. I am wearing a pair of black tights and a pair of black converse. Drake's dark gray hoodie is draped over my shoulders. My hair is no more down it's up in a pony tail.

"See, told you, Francis. Point proved.", Austin says.

Francis looks at me and says with a half smile,"She is indeed, Princessa Julia Tentratice Aigle Archer."