Everything changed the next day.

Olivia and I shared a book of trigonometry classroom, trying to figure out the difference between sine and cosine. Whereas we would spend most of our adult lives hunting and killing daimons, learn trigonometry seemed pretty useless, so we do not really suit aplicvamos. I drew a pair of breasts in human space above the formula and I labeled the "Olivia." She immediately scratched her name and wrote "Alex". I snorted, looking up just in time to see Mrs. Kateris, a thoroughbred with sufficient qualifications to be teaching at Yale, turn around and frown at us. - Great - Olivia whispered from behind me. - If she picks up this book and asks what we're doing it again, I'll die. Seriously. I yawned loudly. - Whatever. Mrs. Kateris put the chalk down and clapped. - Miss. Panagopoulos and Miss. Andros. - She paused long enough that the entire front of the class could twist around in their seats and look at us. - Would you like to share? - I like how she says her last name - I whispered to Olivia at the exact moment when the classroom door opened and a small fleet of four guards entered. - What the hell? - Olivia straightened. Mrs. Kateris retreated, smoothing her hands to the front of her skirt. The guard leaned toward her, the usual approach to the pure status, which in our world were all pure. We apologize for interrupting your class, Mrs. Kateris, - said the first guard. I almost did not recognize him. He was the keeper of the bridge, who had followed me to the island - Believe Linard. Well, he should have been promoted. Mrs. Kateris gave him a smile uncomfortable. - No need to apologize. How can we help you? - The Rector Andros want the presence of mestizos. We are here to escort them. The crossbred class looked around the room, with confusion and mistrust in the face. There was another attack? Back then, Mrs. Kateris shook their hands. The guard Linard faced the class, his expression blank impressively. - Please follow us. Olivia snapped the book shut, his face losing color. - What is happening?

I grabbed my bag from the floor, thinking of the furies. Everyone was talking about it this morning, thinking it looked really cool. The truth is that nobody could understand what was behind it. - I do not know. Many mestizos began to ask questions as they left the classroom, but the Guard Linard frowned at them. guard. I almost did not recognize him. He was the keeper of the bridge, who had followed me to the island - Believe Linard. Well, he should have been promoted. Mrs. Kateris gave him a smile uncomfortable. - No need to apologize. How can we help you? - The Rector Andros want the presence of mestizos. We are here to escort them. The crossbred class looked around the room, with confusion and mistrust in the face. There was another attack? Back then, Mrs. Kateris shook their hands. The guard Linard faced the class, his expression blank impressively. - Please follow us. Olivia snapped the book shut, his face losing color. - What is happening? I grabbed my bag from the floor, thinking of the furies. Everyone was talking about it this morning, thinking it looked really cool. The truth is that nobody could understand what was behind it. - I do not know. Many mestizos began to ask questions as they left the classroom, but the Guard Linard frowned at them. No conversations. The same thing was happening in other classes. Doors opened with guards taking mestizos in a single row down the hallway. Upstairs, the sound of footsteps followed our group. I looked back to see Caleb and Lucas. Going back to look forward, breathed shallowly. This was something serious and we all knew. Tension ran the air and our skin itched as we came to the first floor. Descend the stairs took a ridiculous amount of time. Again, I felt the urge to mention the fact that we needed a lift. We ended up being led through the lobby of the school, in addition to administrative offices, then to the middle of the Covenant - the Coliseum inside. It was the only place big enough to hold us all. Once inside the room, we students were referring to it simply as the "gym", we had to take our seats and stand with our colleagues. Olivia and I ended up in the third row. Caleb and Lucas went to the eleventh row. I'd rather be sitting near Caleb fell when the bomb they were about to dump on us and knew that Olivia felt that way too. I shook my knee, frowning. The banks here were made of some kind of sandstone and were the most uncomfortable things to sit on. Olivia squirmed. - You. .. The gym floor, below us, the Guard turned Linard. - No talks.

Olivia's eyebrows went up and I wondered if Linard was here, who was guarding the bridge? I exhaled loudly and did scan the sea of crossbred training in green clothes. A group of blue-uniformed guards watched us. But I did not see many people with the black uniform of Scouts, hunters daimons. Then my eye fell on a tall blond leaning against the wall, and I recognized his muscular arms and narrow hips. He had a long leg bent at the knee, the boot planted in a mosaic of a Zeus half-naked. Seth. Her hair was tied in a loop of leather, but, as always, shorter wires came loose and wrapped around his chin. He had this golden complexion and a face only his perfectly shaped, with those amber eyes odd in a bend exotic. Sometimes I wondered if the gods had created especially those cheekbones and lips looking smug, poor cleft in his chin and jaw carved in granite. Nobody else like him. He was, after all, the First Apollyon of our generation. According to my stepfather, Seth and I were destined to be together in a strange form of energy transfer. According to my opinion, Seth was a pain in my ... Seth nodded in my direction and winked. I leaned back and focused on the guards below. Seth and I were not getting along at the time. In our last training session, he "accidentally" hit me with a blast of pure energy and I "accidentally" threw a rock at his head. Maybe I have a problem with throwing things. After what seemed an eternity, Marcus entered the gym and the whole set of students moved forward. Approximately two hundred we sat together, ranging from seven to eighteen years of age. The little ones sat on the floor on his knees. They probably had no idea what was happening. Marcus was not alone. Council guards dressed in white followed behind him. It resembled the Olympic Court, eight pure and two ministers, a man and a woman. Only Covenants holding of meetings of the Council - here in North Carolina, upstate New York, South Dakota and in the deserts of Tennessee. The Council acted as a government, establishing laws and making punishments. Ministers were the only ones who communicated with the gods, but if what Lucian had said was true during the summer, the gods did not speak with them for years. This was just too much pomp by a Minister. It was as if the entire Board was filling the gym. Lucian was just amazing and her black hair that flowed to her waist, thin as a pin. In short, his hair was the only really good thing I could say about my stepfather. Well, that and the fact that he send me a lot of money. Guards curled, straightened up slowly. I noticed that Seth did not move an inch. Lucian stepped forward, shaking hands. He was wearing a kind of all-white tunic. In my opinion he looked ridiculous.

- A daimon attack occurred within the walls of the Covenant yesterday. - A clear voice echoed through the silent room Lucian. - This type of attack is unprecedented and should be treated quickly. At this time, we believe that there will be no violations security. Yes, he must have seen the furies. I bet he wished there were more violations. - But - he continued, - We have to move on and focus on prevention. As a violent tide rolling in from the ocean, apprehension swept through us. I held my breath. - The Covenant Council and agreed that steps should be taken to ensure that another attack does not occur. Marcus then proceeded, smiling in a way that sent shivers in my arms. - Several things will happen over the next week. New rules are being put in place and these rules will be unconditional and with immediate effect. And here begins, I thought angrily. A half-blood turned to the evil side, then all will be punished mestizos. I recognized the seriousness of the problem, but did not make it easier to swallow. Marcus scanned the crowd, finding the looks of mixed race. His eyes stared at me steady for a moment, then slipped by me. - A curfew at seven o'clock tonight to get all mongrels ... - sighs could be heard echoing through the gym. My jaw hit the floor. - Unless the half-blood is accompanied by a guard and is participating in an activity related to school work. There will be other exceptions. In no time, mestizos are allowed in the rooms of pure if not accompanied by an instructor or Guard. Mestizos can not leave the island without permission of the Covenant and still accurately be accompanied by a Guard or Sentry. - Oh, my gods - Olivia mumbled, rubbing his palms on his thighs. - They can do this? I did not answer. The pure could do whatever they wanted. And I still had the feeling that I was about to get much worse. - The Sentinels will be placed outside of the bedroom, along with the Guard Covenant. Besides these measures, all mongrels will be required to undergo a physical examination. These ... - Your hard look paced the upper level where several curses sounded muffled. - These exams are mandatory. After each half-blood is examined, the tests will continue to happen every time it isnecessrio.O ice ran through my veins, settling in the pit of my stomach. Of course, there would be physical exams. How else would they say if any had been transformed mestizo? Their bodies, like mine, show evidence of marks made by daimons. It is the only sign that a half-blood is being transformed. I wanted to vomit. - The exams begin tomorrow and will be done in alphabetical order. - Marcus decreased, allowing Lucian take center stage once again. - None of us likes the idea of limiting their freedoms or the imposition of potentially awkward situations on you. - Lucian spread his open hands in front of him. - We care about our mestizo and that's both for your benefit and for the students of thoroughbreds.

I covered my mouth, afraid to say anything. Benefit us? Restricting our comings and goings, forcing us to undergo physical examinations? There was no difference between us and the mestizos who served them - except that we would not have the pleasure of being doped without knowing what was happening. I looked away and saw Seth Lucian again. Every line of his face had hardened into disapproval and his eyes shone like the sun. He could feel his anger, as if it were mine. After saying a couple more rules about where we would be allowed to enter and something about random checks in dorms, the assembly came to an end. I had a hard time to concentrate on what Marcus and Lucian were talking. My own anger stirred within me and the storm growing against the wall held my attention. We were forced to leave the gym the same way we entered: quiet, a single row of mixed race. For a moment I caught a glimpse of the face of Caleb. Disbelief and anger warred in his boyish features, making him look much older. Nobody knew what it could mean for Caleb and me. They could find no evidence of recent attacks daimon about us. So what? Enfiariam a pure bleeding in our face and would see if they would attack? I looked over my shoulder, looking for Seth. He was with Lucian, far Guards dressed in white and they seemed to be ... Discussing. At lunch, we follow the new rules calmly. There were more guards than usual revolving around the perimeter of the dining room and even some Sentinels within walking distance, limiting what we say. I wonder what these mongrels Sentinels thought, knowing that they would be subjected to tests as well. Pure usually mingled with the mestizos during lunch, but today was different. The mestizos took one side of the cafeteria while the pure sat at tables farthest possible. My gaze fell on Cody Hale and his cronies. Cody came out with mestizos, sometimes, like when he had nothing better to do. I wanted to hit him many times during the summer, but hit a pure meant expulsion, ie I went to serfdom. Now your entire group had their heads down together. Occasionally, Cody ran his hand over the neatly trimmed brown hair, looked at our table and laughed. And I was not the only one who noticed this. The silent rage Caleb hovered around our table. Since the incident in Gatlinburg, I had not seen him much. My free time consisted of training sessions while your revolved around Olivia. Looking back, I kind of wish I had made time for him. Perhaps, then, would have noticed the subtle changes in him, the shadow of darkness that seemed to surround him, how quickly he reacted with anger. - Just ignore them, love. - Olivia nodded to the table Cody, forcing a smile causal. - Cody is an idiot. - Not only is Cody. - He laughed tight. - You have not seen how others are looking at us pure? As if we were about to jump on them? - They are afraid. - Olivia shook his hand. - Do not take it personally.

- Caleb is right. - Luke leaned forward and lowered his voice. - Today in class, a pure that I've known for years asked that his seat was changed. Sam does not want to sit next to me, or any mestizo, it seemed he did not want to be in the same room as us.

I rubbed my fingers on my temples, my appetite disappeared. - Theyare all afraid. There was never a daimon on campus before. - This is not our fault. - Luke's eyes met mine. - And what do they have to fear? The way the Minister spoke today, it seemed that the daimon was no longer here. - Nobody really knows for sure. I grabbed my soda, watching Caleb. He did not speak for the rest of lunch. As we left the cafeteria, pulled him aside. - Are you okay? He nodded. - Yes, I'm fine. I wrapped my arm around him, ignoring how stiffened. - You do not look. I understand ... - You understand that we are at the top of the suspects, Alex? - Caleb walked away. - Is that right or fair? I do not wanna undressing, or Olivia, looking for some sign that we are pure chewing during our free time. And you ... - He paused, looking around the hallway outside the cafeteria. Luke and Olivia continued, but two guards looked at us, the same two yesterday. - Lea was being a bitch, but people ... - People are talking about? Caleb, people have been talking about me since I discovered that my mother was a daimon. So what? Who cares? - I squeezed her hand, and Olivia had done. - Why do not you creeps up to the dorm tonight and behind a movie? Caleb turned away again, shaking his head. - I have things I need to do. - How Olivia? - I joked. This brought the beginning of a smile. - Come on, it'll be late for class. You must practice with Seth ... I moaned loudly. - Please do not say your name. He fires energy balls in my head like some kind of game. - He seemed very upset during the meeting. - Yes, it seemed. - I thought about discussing it with Lucian. Only the gods know what. - Anyway, you do not want to come? - I am not for a moment in movies today. Moreover, dodge Guards normal is bad enough, but twice? Even I may have problems with it.

I pouted, but relented as we separvamos. The rest of the afternoon dragged on, but I perked up when I saw Aiden get into the gym for the end of class struggle Gutter. I tried and I could not contain my excitement. - Where is Seth? - I asked Aiden. His eyes twinkled with amusement. - He is the minister. Do you prefer it? - No! - I said so too enthusiastic. - What is he doing with Lucian? Shrugging Aiden took me to the center of the mats. - Do not ask. Are you ready? I nodded, and handed me Aiden slides fictitious. He allowed me to train with the real one week ago. Unfortunately, the excitement of finally start practicing with them eventually overshadowed by the fact I had used real. I knew the weight of slender daggers in my hands, feel them cutting the meat daimon. Use them in battle killed the naive appeal. Aiden coached me through various techniques we had learned in training Silat. Separated us when he took the dolls so I esfaqueasse. I turned the daggers like plastic rods. - You know the new rules they created and are wanting us to swallow? Physical examinations and searches in the dorms? Aiden reached out, carefully placing a strand of my hair behind my ear. He was always doing little things like that, things that he should not be doing. - I do not agree with all of them, but something has to be done. We can not continue as if nothing had happened. - I know we can not continue as if nothing had happened, but that does not mean that the pure have the right to punish every half-blood. - We're not punishing the mestizos. These rules were put in place to protect the mestizos too. - To protect ourselves? - I looked gaped. - Because all I heard today were rules