He towered over the other men and looked downright frightening in his uniform. Terry kept his head shaved, and his muscles always seemed flexed with p...pping veins. He probably could’ve picked me up and bench pressed my body without breaking a sweat.Standing next to him, Uncle Jeff looked like he’d been cast in a buddy cop movie with Terry. They both wore their uniforms, but Jeff only came up to Terry’s massive shoulders. He had bright red hair, though it was noticeably thinning, and freckles. "Dad dropped me off like five minutes early and I've beenwaiting like a dog." Ok honey. There's really no rush?" said Heather looking at her watch."Chill, we're right on schedule." Whatever?" Mouthed Kristen with some attitude. "So is this her?" Yes, Kristen, this is Doreen," replied Heather as they softly shookhands."Humm?" said Kristen curiously giving him the once over. "You're withmy cousin? Seriously? I heard you were like a grad student orsomething?" Yeah, well hi? Nice to meet you too?". Marble tells me she never has to handle any discipline problems for you. You give them that 1,000 yard stare—is that what you call it? Anyway, they behave for you. My little spies come forward and tell me you’re the best damned teacher they’ve ever had…they can’t wait to get to your class. This is a tough school, it’s a school that needs good tough teachers—like you.’ ‘Mrs. Stewart, I’m flattered, it’s nice to know that I’m getting through to some of them. For the first six weeks I was. I turned, and saw a dark clothed figure. I cast my heart attack spell at him. It bounced off a protection of some sort.I fell to my knees, and concentrated on trying to breathe. I fought through a haze that descended over my vision, and I lifted my left hand, and found myself looking at a claw.The pain was incredible. I heard the ripping of clothes. I roared my pain. This could not be happening! I was no longer human. There was a moment of concentration, and I breathed fire at my attacker. He.