Expelled? This was worse. He had to walk around school with the shame of being the only captain as far as he knew to be removed from his position as captain.

It was degrading. Jacob grabbed at the robes where his badge had once laid, and bit his lip. Fighting back the emotion of the moment.

Oh the shame, the disgrace, the humiliation.

That was it. He didn't need Vindictus to help him get on a pro team. Jacob could make it all by himself. And once his career as beater was over, he would be the forgotten old lump that Max was. Jacob's name was going to be forever famous.... And people would say 'who's Max Vindictus?'

Yeah. Jacob was going to be the best beater the world had ever seen. With Out Vindictus' Help!