Ok. Am back in the game! I shall write this right, and try and stay on track. Wish me the best of luck you guys~!
It was a rather early morning there at the house. Nathan, while not the only one up, he was the only one sitting at the dining room table. Having his morning tea, a refreshing mint tea. It was a little slow this morning it felt. But it was just fine. This tea, was perfectly fine. He just wished someone was at the table with him. It was rather quiet...
Laim and Sean had gone out to try out a little cafe they'd seen Shadows going to before hand and wanted to give it a try out. Lance was down stairs in the basement sparing. And Wyatt hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Which was unusual for him, but hey. There was still much about Wyatt they didn't know. That bat was just so full of mysteries~
Though no one complained about it. Sure they wanted to know more about their hooded friend, but there was nothing they could do. If they pushed the issue, Wyatt would either burn or freeze them. And no one wanted that. The last time one of them pushed the issue- Lance- the scorpion wound up BOTH burnt on the tail, and frozen solid. It took a bit to pick him out of the ice. Sean, not straight melting it, in worry of burning Lance too. So yeah. They learned not to bother Wyatt very quickly.
But they learned to live with that. It was all good. Flash knows they all probably had their own little secrets in life.
Soon, a sound hit the fallen angels ears, the sound of sniffles, though he didn't turn around. After all, it could only be the aforementioned vampire. He was the only one who could still be upstairs coming down. Nathan took a sip of his tea, not turning around, as Wyatt wasn't really- at least he didn't think he was- a morning bat. He'd let the other wake up first.
Finishing up his tea, he soon heard a sneeze come from the bat. A small, almost kitten like sneeze. Nathan finding it cute, until he then found himself on the ground. Everything above him... huge! His tea cup landing a mere few feet from him- THANKFULLY not shattering.
Shaken up terribly, Nathan looked himself over, realizing... he was no longer a fallen angel. He was a slimy little snail! A SNAIL!
The earth felt like it was quaking around him. Looking up, he found it was Wyatt walking by. No doubt, the vampires magic did this. In a panic the fallen angel tried to call out to him. Trying to be heard!
" Wyatt! Hey, Wyatt! What's going on here? hello?! "
To getting no response, the fallen angel sighed. Realizing it was pointless. He was too small now to be heard. He'd just have to find someone else to help him, he guessed.
Meanwhile, the hooded bat slowly made his way downstairs to the basement, right down to where Lance was sparring. Lance, not noticing him come in. Too busy with his practice really. Because, while it was made PERFECTLY CLEAR, they couldn't beat Dean... he wanted to train a little, for self defense reasons. And there was nothing wrong with doing so. To be honest, he felt the others should be doing so too.
Soon, the sound of someone blowing their nose hit his ears, leaving him wondering who was down here. Before he could turn, however, he found himself engulfed in a smokey puff. Now, on the ground. Everything HUGE around him! Looking himself over, he found that he... had been turned into a tiny scorpion! A pure, tiny little scorpion! Turning, he tried to see who had been down here to do this, this, practical joke. Only to find no one. What was going on around here...?!
Ok, short chapter sorry. It's for the suspense~ XD