Catrina looked down at Akira's weakened body. The flames around her had disappeared, only smoke and ash remained. Her body ached and the smell of the air wasn't just smoke, but also of burned flesh.<br/><br/>Her eyes moved towards Kate's dead body, why had Akira done this? Tears swelled up in her eyes as she saw two of her students on the ground, one dead and one seemingly close to it or at least appearing to be. This was all her fault. Her and her good for nothing abilities.<br/>Already knowing Kate was dead, she inched towards her body anyways. A tear drop fell down her cheek as she gathered the poor lifeless body in her arms. Kate was the only person to ever understand her, to know about what she was. It was she that saved her from herself when she first discovered how her abilities were effected by the full moon. She was like a werewolf that seemed unstoppable for human minds during those dark hours. But when she saw Kate, saw into her mind, she found a companion. The girl understood her, understood her pain and was willing to help her- to give her mind and body to her. Catrina owed her everything, but she'd let Kate down. She promised she'd protect her from everyone, but in the end it was Catrina who lead her to her death.<br/><br/>Catrina let her body sleep soundlessly on the ground as she looked over at the next body just a few feet away. She crawled towards him on her hands and knees, all fear leaving her. Upon reaching him she put her hands on his shoulder and turned him over, his hair falling over his face hiding his eyes. She pushed the strands of golden locks to the side and looked down at his face, almost looking very peaceful now though still full of hate. Catrina couldn't understand why this boy had acted with such hatred.<br/><br/>"Akira," she whispered. She knew she should be angry at him, want to kill him even, for killing Kate. But she couldn't. There was no hate for him, only this deep gut wrenching sorrow. Mustering up as much of her energy as she could, she opened up his mind to let her in. She saw the nervous quiet boy inside, beneath this other looming, darker persona. His feeling and emotions surged through her. It was filled with such hatred for her that she stared at him worriedly. He was dangerous, too dangerous for his own good and much too powerful. He was like a pressurized bottle just waiting to explode. Perhaps that's what just happened.<br/><br/>"Akira," she said again as mind's hand slipped out of his thoughts. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know," she breathed realizing why he had acted the way he did. And now a student was dead because of her carelessness. Getting involved with students was a bad idea. And she had just met her match.<br/><br/><br/>---------------<br/><br/>Catrina looked down at Akira's body. She'd tended most of his burns as best she could, but she was no doctor and he would need a doctor for his burns, but she didn't know what to say just quite, yet. Having disposed of Kate's body, she'd taken Akira back to her own quarters. It sickened her to just bury Kate in another person's grave, but she couldn't let Akira take the blame for it. Perhaps she'd turn herself in...<br/><br/>She closed the door behind her as she went to the showers, wiping off all the dirt from her body and the blood in her hands. The hot water cascaded down her body, beating down her reddening skin. She leaned her head back towards the shower head, letting the water hit her in the face. The pain was like a punishment and that's what she needed. Her body ached to be tortured and hurt to match the pain she was feeling inside.<br/><br/>