Consumed and Broken
Chapter 1: Making your mark
by Mallory Mirkov
Fabian Rutter appreciated the small things in life, such as rain and a good book. Simple, but cozy for his taste. He sat there, lamp illuminated the crisp white pages of a new book when-
"Eddie, did you hear that?" he asked as a loud bang rang in Anubis House. His room mate, who had been on his laptop for the last hour, looked up, his face illuminated by flashes of red, green and orange coming off his screen.
"I think so. Was it a knock?"
"Let's see"
Both boys shut off their respective lamps and peeked out their room door, out to the front door. In the darkness, they heard more knocks.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" asked a voice
Fabian and Eddie both began to sneak out when-
"Rutter. Miller. What are you two up to?" snapped a familiar voice. Of course, nothing could get past Victor's pointy beak like nose.
"I think someone's outside" said Eddie
"Oh really? Let me see then" said the caretaker haughtily, striding down the stairs. With a rather dramatic creak, the door opened, just as a crack of lightning above illuminated a dark figure standing, suitcase in hand.
"Who are you?" asked Victor, some fear in his voice.
As a boom of thunder crashed above, the figure took off the hood, revealing a rather pallid boy with two bored eyes and messy black hair.
"Hi. I'm Elliot. The new student?" replied the wet boy, eyes half lidded in boredom.
Victor glared until Elliot took out couple of paper from inside his soaking wet coat and handed them to Victor, who took them and scanned them briefly.
"Very well, Mr. Coventry, you may sleep in the couch for tonight, as your mattress isn't here yet…"
Elliot shrugged.
"Fine by me. Any ghosts I should know about?"
Victor sneered.
"None."
Elliot then followed Victor, not before getting a glimpse of Eddie and Fabian.
"Who are they?"
Victor seemed rather annoyed at having to answer
"Mr. Rutter and Mr. Miller…who of our…borders at this house." answered Victor.
"Hey" greeted Eddie. Fabian awkwardly waved. Elliot simply nodded at them and then followed Victor.
"Breakfast starts at…." he trailed off as he led Elliot into the living room. Eddie and Fabian walked back to their room.
"What do you think of the new kid?"
"Eh, he seems alright. We should warn him about Victor though."
Victor left the living room and walked back upstairs, grumbling about "more brats"
"We ought to get him another blanket, kid must be freezing" said Fabian. He left briefly and returned. Creeping through the house, they saw Elliot sighing as he took off his wet coat and toss it in the couch opposite to his.
"Um…hi" said Fabian. Elliot turned around.
"Did you want something?" asked the boy flatly.
"Here. In case you get cold." said the British boy, handing over a plain white fluffy blanket.
Elliot took it and looked down at it briefly, before looking up.
"Thanks"
"You should be careful with Vicky here. He's not the most patient and mostly hates us." joked Eddie.
Elliot chuckled.
"I'll keep that in mind." he said.
The three stood in awkward silence before Elliot broke the silence.
"Well, good night I suppose" he said, before laying in the couch, wrapping the blanket around him.
Next morning was filled with a bit of a shock, as Nina let out a scream at Elliot sleeping in the couch, scaring the other out of his slumber with a start. Alfie poked it with his stick, warning everyone that it could be an alien, until Fabian and Eddie (along with a furious Victor) that he was a new student.
"He is a new resident in this house and I expect for you to treat him with respect." said Victor, stalking off.
Nina, Joy, Patricia, Amber and KT each greeted Elliot, Alfie and Jerome introduced themselves. Willow, instead hugged him the second she walked in the room.
"Elly! I missed you!" she said.
After some staring, Willow explained
"Childhood friends. I had no idea you were coming here!" she said, turning to Elliot
"Kind of a rushed decision really" said Elliot apologetically.
"Sup dude? You American?" asked Alfie, holding out his hand
"Yes and not alien at all." said Elliot, after shaking Alfie's hand, causing the girls to giggle.
"He's not bad looking" whispered KT behind her hand to Nina.
"You can say that again" giggled the other girl. Suddenly Trudy walked in the room.
"Oh hello! Who are you?" asked the woman, already detecting another mouth to feed.
"Elliot Coventry, I'm the new kid" he responded
"Come, come, I'll make you something to eat, you look so thin!" cooed Trudy, already mothering Elliot. Everyone took seats, Elliot next to Nina and Jerome.
"So, new kid, what are you into?" inquired Jerome, inspecting Elliot with his blue eyes.
"Ummm….reading?" said Elliot. Fabian perked up, much to Amber's exasperation.
"Bookworms, bookworms everywhere!" said the blonde.
"I also prank and draw so-"
Alfie raised his hands to the air.
"FINALLY ANOTHER!"
After being stared at, Alfie put his hands down and proceeded to look at the ceiling which had suddenly become very interested.
"What type of music do you like?" asked Patricia.
"Um…Linkin Park, Three Days Grace, Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens…"
"I think we will get along fine" said Patricia, apparently satisfied
"Do you like shopping?" asked Amber. Elliot gave her a look that plainly stated his answer
"Had to try didn't I?" said the girl, flipping back her hair.
"So are you excited to be here?" asked Nina a bit cheerfully.
"It's okay I guess. The Headmaster's a bit of an oddball…do any of you know why he says Latin quotes a lot?" questioned Elliot.
"He does it out of habit" said Eddie.
"Yeah, Eddie here is the Headmaster's son" said Patricia.
Elliot raised an eyebrow.
"I'm guessing you got your looks from your mom then?"
Everyone laughed.
"You sure are funny" giggled KT.
"I suppose" said Elliot
School was a bit of a drag for Elliot: especially with boring algebra.
"Okay, now I want you to please, partner up and finish problems 1-10 before the class ends. You have 30 minutes." said Mr. Quin.
As Elliot had chosen to sit alone, and Fabian's usual partner wasn't here today, he tapped the boy in the shoulder
"Want to work together?"
"Ok. But I'm not good at this, I warn you" said Elliot. Fabian smirked.
"Don't worry I'll help you"
Fabian got up and sat down next to Elliot. He then dug into his pockets.
"Uh…have an extra pencil?"
Elliot drew out a blue mechanical pencil and handed it to Fabian, who took it and began to scribble out equations along with a wary Elliot.
"Oh…so that's why X is 13" said Elliot
"You get it?"
"Yeah…you're a good teacher you know." said Elliot
Fabian suddenly felt like his clothes were a bit warmer and he felt his cheeks blushing.
"Would you mind being my tutor? I could use the extra help" asked Elliot. His eyes seemed rather exited.
"Uh huh" said Fabian, half lost in his own thoughts. The bell above rang and as they handed their work in, Fabian only thought one thing
Why do I feel like I'm actually looking forward to this?
In computer class, Elliot sat in the back (again) and, after logging in with his new user name and password, proceed to disable the firewalls, hands flying all over the keyboard as he typed commands in. Next to him, Jerome saw as, Elliot smirked and began to listen to YouTube videos and log into Facebook.
"Well, isn't someone the expert…" said Jerome. Elliot nodded
"My dad works with computer. He taught me no firewall protects from all hackers. There's always another way, a back entrance, and once your in, you can take down the wall."
"Mind showing me. Victor got his hands on Norton and he's restricted us from anything on the House Wi-Fi."
"Sure, I can install it on everyone's laptop and he won't have a clue about it" smirked Elliot.
"I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship" laughed Jerome, slapping a hand on Elliot's back, causing the other to just barely wince.
When Elliot got back to the house, he rushed to the bathroom and locked the door. Slowly, taking off the blazer, gray sweater, he turned and hissed.
Blood stained the white shirt plainly, leaking and being absorbed. He threw aside the bloodied shirt and then took out some gauze and rubbing alcohol. Slowly, he started with the biggest cut, the one yet to heal and rubbed some in the wound, causing the nerves to prickle and protest. Ignoring it, he covered it (with difficulty with a fresh square of gauze, taped it down with medical tape and, after racing to his room, put on a new shirt. He sighed as he gulped down some water. This might be harder that he thought.
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