Ok, i had 2 repost this 'cause I found something in it that shouldn't be in there, srry 'bout that. Oh and if the miystakes that I cleared up before are there now. Srry its 'cause I do couldn't find them again, or was to lazy to go through the intire thing. Oh and for those of u that already read these chapters, don't worry nothing's different, I just need to go back and fix just one thing. Srry I know I'm a pain. But its fixed now so I shouldn't mess w/ this chapter anymore. Ok enjoy.
Disclamer: I don't own HON
R&R
WARNING! CONTAINS Awakened spoilers!
Rephaim-Fanatics
If you have not read hon, at least up to hunted do not read this book!
Chapter 1:
Cafe mob
I walked off to lunch with Awakened tucked under my arm. (By P.C and Kristen Cast baby, wahoo.) I smiled thinking about it, about him. Rephaim: Stevie Rae's consort, probably the best consort of all time. (Sorry Heath, you're sweet but… we all know Rephaim is the best.)
Anyway, I'm not that far in the book, just got it, only at the middle of the third chapter. But that doesn't matter I know Stevie Rae and Rephaim will end up together. I just hope he ends up in his super sexy Indian body. Everyone says he does so…*shrugs shoulders.*
I walk into the cafeteria of my lame ass high school. Not really much special to it. Just like my school the cafeteria was bare and cold, like a prison. Yep, the land of dull and boring, that's my school. What I wouldn't kill to live in the House of Night. What I wouldn't do to wear their tattoos. I love vampyres, you could say I'm obsessed with them. I want to be a vamprye so bad. (Oh don't give me that look, I'm not going to go out and bit anyone or anything.)
*Sigh.* "Angel!" one of my friends called waving her arm and jumping up and down. "Get your ass over her girl! And let me see that copy!" I broke out into a grin and jogged over. Serna was as much of a HON fan as me; and defiantly more of a Rephaim-addict then me. Serna was the hyperist, happiest, kindest, most fun-loving girl I have ever met. But dis Stevie Rae's Rephaim and you get your ass whopped. They'll be cleaning your blood off the walls and floors for weeks.
Serna is a medium tall girl with chestnut brown hair and green eyes. Tan and she doesn't have a lot of freckles. She's a little bony but not anorexic skinny. Serna is a total punk so there for wears the usual black get up.
My other friend Mike is the total opposite. (In looks; he's a punk to so same clothing style.) He is very fair; you'd swear his skins white. Mike has jet black hair with purple and blue hues in it. With Purple eyes that almost demand your full attention.
"Ha, ha, ha" I laughed as I reached her. "Just got it yesterday." "Sweet!" Mike crooned from where he sat, eating a hamburger. All of us laughed and even before I could fucking sit down I'm barraged by questions.
"So what do you think?"
"Do you like it yet?"
"Like it? No, the question is more: do you love it yet?"
"Of course I love it! It's the House of Night!"
"Touché, but still, did you cry when Jack got killed?"
I smacked Mike, "you idiot I haven't gotten there yet." He snickered and gave her a knowing look. "True but it's not like you didn't know that already from the spoilers you got online, you little cheat." "Arrggg!" I rolled my eyes at him and took a bite out of my chicken patty.
Okay, yeah so I cheated. A little, I was broke and couldn't get Awakened. I was driving up a wall, man. I was rattling the cage. I had to skim through spoilers or lose what's little left of my sanity. I mean really, can you blame me? Please, don't tell me YOU haven't flipped through 'em. I should know 'cause online there are like hundreds of people who say they haven't read Awakened yet and are relieving the pain of not-knowing by browsing in the spoilers.
"Shut up you moron" I teased Mike, the warm smile on my face cutting the bite from my words. Serna reached over and yanked Awakened away from me. "Okay let's see how far you are…" she tossed open the book to where my book marker sat. "Only on chapter three girl dang, I'd figured you'd be at like chapter six or something at least!"
Rolling my eyes I spoke with my mouth full. "No I toldf ou I'm nott at were Jak diess yeft." "What!"Mike howls through laughter "talk without food in your mouth Ang." I swallowed and repeated, "I said 'I told you I'm not at were Jack dies yet."
"Oh well I'm going to talk about Rephaim anyway," Serna boasted. "Like Mike said it's not like you don't know from the spoilers." I waited till I finished my bite of fries before speaking. "Oh hon. it doesn't matter if I've read the spoilers or not, go ahead and talk about him all you want."
"Kay, first off I find it soo cute how Stevie Rae stood up for Rephaim when everyone found about their bound." Mike nodded thoughtfully and said, "yeah and I was like real pissed when Dragon tried to kill Rephaim. He used to be my favorite professor till he pulled that stunt." I groaned, "seriously I get that he killed your wife but still. The man was only doing what his father told him to do. He's different now, he chose Stevie Rae over Kalona, Light over Darkness, his humanity over the beast. Can't we just leave the past in the past?"
Serna and Mike both made noises of agreement and we all ate in silence till Rachel, the queen bee, came skipping by clutching Tempted. "Were you guys talking about that pathetic accuse of a Raven Mocker, Rephaim," her question was followed by her usually mean, sarcastic, nails-on-a—chalkboard laugh.
Mike's face turned beet red and he stood up so fast that his chair fell over, roaring. "Your pathetic you-you KALONA-LOVER!" me and Serna snickered; everyone knew Rachel was a slut and in lurve with Kalona. If she could figure out a way to go into the book to fuck him she would.
"He is the most powerful son of a fallen immortal. And you better well DAMN treat him with respect!' Mike howled so loud you had to wonder how it didn't break his vocal cords.
"He is a wimp!" Rachel shot back. "Allowing himself to fall all over that trashy…self-righteous…red-vamp…" Now Serna was at her feet shrieking. "Oh no you did NOT just fuckin' SAY THAT! Dising Rephaim is one thing; but don't you DARE touch his High Priestess!"
"I'll dis her all I want! It's 'cause of her that he betrayed his father! Yah Rephaim may be Kalona's favorite but he doesn't DISERVE that position. Fuckin' pussy fuckin' wimped out and chose Nyx and Light's side! AAARRRGGG! It makes me sick just thinking about it!"
Now I was on my feet, body breaking out in a cold sweat of rage. "What are you STUPID! It's a good thing he chose Light! Then they can truly be together. 'Besides Darkness is horrible, Rephaim is so much better than that."
Max stepped forward and decreed, "Rephaim is the shit no ifs, ands, or buts about it. I mean sure he was horrible at first, but he didn't know Stevie Rae yet, can we really begrudge him of that?"
"Amen sister" Serna crowed and they high fived. Alice sighed and bounded to her feet. "Y'all are being stupid. Of course we can begrudge him of that. He's evil." Mike flinched and looked at Alice as if she had just smacked him. "Alice? You hate Rephaim? And I thought you were cool!"
Alice's usual pale complexion flushed red. "I AM cool Mike! I just think Rephaim should have been drowned at birth!' At that a lot of people surged to their feet.
"How DARE you say that!"
"Hell no you did not just say that!"
"Fuck you bitch"
"Yeah? and who the fuck was going to do that you asshole? God?"
"ENOUGH!" one of the teachers supervising yelled. "I don't know what's going on here, nor do I care. Just put a stop to it or you all are getting referrals!"
In response one of the haters picked up a lunch tray and said, "love this bitch," and slammed it onto Max's face. After that things got interesting. Miles grabbed a loose bar from the lunch line and lobbed Alice in the face and stomach. Bodies began to blur. I saw Serna battling Steve, brutally. His hands were around her throat and her fists were slamming all over his body. "Knock Rephaim huh?" she snarled "well I'll be sure you don't make that mistake again." Mike and Rachel were fighting a few paces from me. Shrieking at each other, ripping hair, punches to the gut, eyes, and nose.
Anger swelled through me. I swung at the first person I saw. The dude ducked then said. "You little bitch whelp, you think you can just take a swing at me like your all badass? Fine Rephaim-lover, I'll make you regret that you even heard his name."
Then he was on top of me. He swung his foot out catching me in the gut. Then he gave me a good shiner. My eyes started to water. "Ha, hurts don't it, bitch. That's what you get for loving a freak."
All of the sudden all I could see was red. Giving a shriek of primal rage I kicked him were the sun don't shine. "Oooww! You little-"he yelled then made a slit squeaky noise; before he dropped to his knees. As his face scrunched in pain I recognized him. Mathew Williams, we'd been friends in elementary school, before he turned into a total dick. And I had every 2nd period with him.
"Mat? What the fuck?"
Mat gave me a grimacing smile. "Hey Ang, figures you'd be with the freak shows." He rolled his eyes at me and said "you've always had a soft spot for 'em."
I groaned Mat was a prick but I always figured he'd find Rephaim cool. 'Cause he killed people, or maybe he hated Rephaim for the same reason Rachel hated him, betraying his father by falling in love with Stevie Rae. "Wait… why… you can't… can't hate Rephaim. You LIKE killers!"
He chuckled and then rolled his eyes and head at the pain in his loins. "Yeah I like killers but not freaks of nature. Even killing freaks of nature. Yeah he may turn into a human after he chooses Stevie Rae and all. But then he's not a killer any more, and that means he ain't cool no more, ya know. Plus after he falls in love with her, even before he turns into a human, he becomes a total sap. Not cool. I like him better when he was cold and remote and unfeeling. The way a beast should be, the way he was made to be."
Just then I became cold and remote and unfeeling. Rephaim was more than this killing machine, no matter what Kalona, or Mathew, or ANYONE said. He had depth and feeling and heck a HEART. I hate to sound like a sap myself but there were more feelings to a heart, (human or not,) then just anger and hate.
Anyway back to that cold and remote and unfeeling. I slammed Mat's head against the wall so hard there was a loud crack sound. Making a few people near me flinch. There was some blood on the wall and then the dude slumped against the wall unmoving. But hey, he was breathing.
…
It was a full scale mash pit. And even if you've never been in one you know what I'm talking about. Tables smashed, chairs knocked over, (or thrown into someone.) People lying on the ground bleeding or still in the fight; beating the shit out of each other. And for what? Rephaim? Was that really why we were staging the biggest mash pit I have ever seen? Right in the damn cafeteria! HELL YEAH he was BABY!
They had to call school security. Oh good ol' rent a cop. At least their good for something. Kids didn't go without a fight though. They all wanted to continue the battle. Including me, I wanted to fight some more, to show these hating basterds what happened when they messed with the son of a fallen immortal.
I'd taken out more punks then just Mathew. And they were all going to hold a grudge. Oh well, I didn't care. If they wanted to go for seconds I was more than happy to go another round.
Anyway we were all haled out to the dean's office; and went one by one into the office to talk to Mr. Drick, or Dick, as we students like to call him. Finally it was my turn to see his highness. "I'm disappointed in you Angel Silver Star," Mr. Dick growled. I raised my eye brow when he called me by my full name. No one calls me by my full name, ever.
"In my defense sir they struck first." I said in a strand respectful tone of voice. "I don't give a DAMN who struck first you should not have been involved!" He shrieked slamming his fist down on the desk. "You should have ran and gone for help, should have done anything besides join the fight!"
I took a deep breath and tried to explain without yelling. "Don't bother; you can explain it to your parents." At that my mouth went dry. "My parents, sir?" Mr. Dick chuckled darkly. "Yes their right outside, take a look Miss Star." I turned and sure enough my parents were right outside the little wall sized glass window. They seemed to feel my stare because they turned to give me the blackest, coldest, most kill-you-dead look in my life. Well hell!
Chapter 2:
Disciplinary actions
"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Star have a seat so we can discuss your daughter's ill-behavior." Mr. Drick ushered my parents inside. "Thank you Mr. Drick I appreciate you calling us." Dad said as they came in, they didn't even acknowledge my presence, oh shit.
"Now let's start with the injuries your daughter inflicted on poor Mr. Williams." Mr. Dick began but my mom interrupted: "I'm sorry but I want to know why my daughter felt the need to savagely assault a poor defenseless, little boy."
"Mom" I groaned. "He's not defenseless, see this here shiner I got, I got it from him." "And you most likely deserved it." Dad snapped, as Mom shrieked, "I want to know why you hurt that boy!"
I gritted my teeth together to keep from screaming. I was tired, I was hurt, I had a broken nose, and I just wanted to go home. But NO! I had to stay and fucking explain myself to this fools who understood nothing!
"Rephaim" I hissed the name through my teeth making myself sound like a snake. My parents blinked in shock. They did not read the House of Night so they did not know who Rephaim is. And there for, they didn't know why he was worth fighting for. "So" Mom said slowly, like she was having trouble solving a difficult math problem. "You savagely attack Mathew, who used to be your friend, because this Rephaim told you to?
"Hon, I thought we taught you to say no to peer pressure, and to think for yourself."Dad growled through his teeth, making the usually kind words sound harsh. My temper spiked even further, annoyed at my parents ignorance. Of course he didn't tell us to defend him with our lives. Obviously he didn't tell the fools that detest him to prove his evil using their own. He wouldn't, and he didn't have to.
Even before he met Stevie Rae and chose good, he wouldn't. What did he care what a bunch of foolish mortals did? Nothing, he cared nothing. So a bunch of humans, ignorant monkeys, got in a fight at their school. So bones were broken and blood was spilt. What did it matter to him?
"That's what they were arguing about when the fight broke out. This Rephaim was obviously the cause of the fight; maybe he even orchestrated this little brawl." Mr. Drick proclaimed. I winced hating the way he said Rephaim's name. His name is wonderful and sweet. It rolled off the tongue, it was magic. The sound of Mr. Dick saying it was horrible. It was a gravely, grating, degrading sound. Like a big, drunk, ill-literate ogre was speaking the name, well chewing gum. (I say this 'cause Mr. Dick is always chewing gum.)
"We currently have security looking for him, when we find 'Rephaim' we will bring him in for questioning." Mr. Drick was saying using air quotes around Rephaim's name. Like he didn't think it was his real name. Like he thought it was just some kind of title or something.
My jaw dropped. How can he be so stupid? I mean he had a PhD in teaching didn't he. Heck, they had Hunted-Burned in the school library. He should know that Rephaim was…not here.
Shocked I turned to my parents hoping to see some sense in them. My hope plummeted when I saw them nodding their heads as if this made perfect sense to them. As if they thought that a bunch of rent-a-cops could find and catch and question the most powerful Raven Mocker. Who was in Tulsa, Oklahoma, sleeping with his high priestess, in a fictional book by a world renown fantasy romance author.
I tipped my head back and laughed. "Oh please, oh that's rich, ha, ha, ha." Everyone turned and glared at me, as if I'd just belched loudly at a dinner party. "Young lady you are not in the position to be laughing." My dad said looking a cross between mad and embarrassed. Mr. Dick shook his head and said, "if you think we can't catch this Rephaim you'd be mistaken. We have ways of catching skippers you see. All you kids are the same, thinking you're so clever and can sneak out of school and never get caught. Foolish children, he's probably out at the arcade or where ever you rutty teenagers like to hang out." He declared with a dismissive wave of the hand.
My eyes grew so wide that I thought they were going to fall out of my head. REPHAIM at an ARCADE are we thinking the same…no we're probably not thinking the same person. Because it was becoming more and more clear that this idiot didn't even know who Rephaim is.
He probably thought Rephaim was just some ignorant modern teenager; one that liked to cause trouble. Ha, and he calls us kids foolish. Rephaim is no modern anything. He is the son of Kalona. Heck if you didn't know he was born in ancient times his tongue will certainly tell you all you need to know.
"You think…let get this straight…you think he's at an arcade! No, no, no see no you call us kids fools but you really need to look in a mirror." Mr. Dick snorted indignantly, "so where do you think he is then."
"I don't know check Gilcrease, check the tunnels, check the House of Night, hell check the fuckin' school library!" He raised his furrowed eye brows and said skeptically. "He spends most of his time in the library? And I suppose the House of Night is some kind of night club for punks such as him."
I groaned how stupid can you be. "No you idiot, the House of Night is a marvelous book about vampyres by P.C. and Kristen Cast. Rephaim is a character in that very same series. He's in books 5-8, 5-7 are in the school library you dunce."
Mom whirled around and gasped. "Let me get this straight, you and the entire cafeteria of students got into a mash pit over a character in a fictional book?" I hissed "yess me and my friends were discussing him when Rachel came by and started saying horrible things about him, we defended."
"And in that defense" Dad snapped "you felt the need to start a mini war?" I opened my mouth to explain, to explain that we were only defending ourselves against their attack. When a bunch of Rephaim-Haters began a violent chant of. "Death to the Raven Mocker, death to the Raven Mocker, death to the Raven Mocker, death, death, death to the Raven Mocker."
I gave out a shriek that did not sound human; making everyone jump. "HOW DARE THEY!" I wailed, and then I was moving before I made the conscious decision to. "Angel Silver Star" my dad cried "get back here at once." Ignoring him I stood at the door step of the office glaring at the offending vermin, chanting their foul poison. "Death to the Raven Mocker, death to the Raven Mocker, death to the Raven Mocker, death, death, death, death to the Raven Mocker."
Evil, and they say Rephaim's evil, they are scum evil, poisonous, verminous, scum. To my great happiness the people with any sense got to their feet and began a rebellious chant, of strength and truth. "Long live Rephaim, long live Rephaim, long live Rephaim, shun the Haters, long live Rephaim."
I smiled; it was good to see people stand up for what they believed in. Then with little more than a thought I tossed my fist up into the air and began to chant. "Long live Rephaim, long live Rephaim, shun the Haters, long live Rephaim."
I felt a hand slam down on my shoulder, and thinking it was another Rephaim-Hater I whirled around and throw my fist up planning on smashing it onto his/her nose.
To have my dad catch the fist and hurl it toward the ground. "You worthless little girl" he hissed. "I will not have you get involved in this. No, came back to the office so we can continue to discuss about your disciplinary action, NOW."
He yanked me back into the office full of glaring adults. So I can receive punishment. They didn't let me talk this time. I was given an OSS and I was grounded. THE END
Chapter 3:
Rephaim-Fanatics
Weeks passed; but the tension of the big cafe mob had not. The Haters and the people who like him kept shooting each other death glares along the hallway, sometimes giving each other the finger as they walked by. One time a Hater grabbed one of us in between passing periods and gave him a swirly, then stuffed him in his locker. Ah just like styrotypical high school. Except its Haters and Fanatics instead of jocks and nerds. And like you'll see unlike the nerds us Fanatics actually fight back.
"This has got to stop," Serna says one day at lunch. All of us were gathered at our side of the lunch room. "Yeah" Max agreed "we need to show these hating jokes what the punishment is for insulting Him."
We all made noises of agreement then began to plan. "OK you all have facebook right?" Miles checked when we nodded he continued, "everyone get on it tonight I'll set up a private chat room. A very private chat room. Get on it, but don't use your real names or even your screen names when logging on to the chat room. Use an alias. Got it people?"
"Yeah something to do with Rephaim" Amber agrees "you know to show that we all are a Rephaim Gang." Mike straightens up. "Oh Amber, that's it! You're a genius girl. We're a gang. Don't you see? But we can't go around calling ourselves the 'Rephaim Gang' that would be stupid. It would put Rephaim to shame. No we need a good gang name how about…let's see-"
"Rephaim-Fanatics" I blurted then sighed when they all stared at me with this kind of dumfounded expression on their faces. "The name of our gang, remember? Well how about it be Rephaim-Fanatics. Sense the Haters already call us Rephaim-lovers, Fanatics sounds better ya know."
Lexis tipped her head back and laughed, Miles and Amber high fived. Serna clapped me on the back and said. "That's a girl Angel; I always knew you were a clever little Fanatic." Serna laughed at her own joke and continue. "So it's official from now on we will be known as the Rephaim-Fanatics or Fanatics for short."
So it was official. The bell rang to go to 3rd bock C and we all filled out with a new propose. And from the look on the Haters faces it was clear they had a similar discussion. And this wasn't some stupid clique fight. No this was an all out war.
We had all decided to make code names for ourselves, something that didn't resemble our real names; something to do with Rephaim. The names would be similar to our screen names. This way it didn't get too complicated.
The reason we were doing this is 'cause the cops don't like gangs too much. And that was pretty much what we had turned into: a not-yet-official gang; with the focus of defending the name of Stevie Rae's consort.
Sounds stupid but it's not. Nothing's really stupid per say, if you're willing to defend it. And we were. With our lives, Stevie Rae said Rephaim's worth saving. And he is. But he's also worth defending.
Well, anyhow, I walked into my Lit. Comp. class, and put my book bag down, and sat down. But I didn't pay attention to the lecture though. I was too busy trying to figure out what my screen name should be.
I wanted it to be something like "Dark Angel" but that had my name in it so I can't do that. Erm…how about "wing-something"…no…no…"#1 Raven Mocker" or something like that? No that's stupid, reminds me of those losers at a baseball game, waving their foam fingers whopping like a bunch of howler monkeys.
Um…erm…or maybe something to do with Stevie Rae. She is his high priestess after all. He does love her. Like "red vamp" maybe.
A whole class period flown by and I still didn't know what my alias should be yet. Staring around the class room I started to think of different French words I could use. I still wanted to incorporate Stevie Rae into it. She is after all the reason he went good and rejected his father.
Class went on rather sluggishly. Drawing on and on, giving me plenty of time to think. How about "Rouge Une" for "Red One?" No just Red One, no need to mess with French terms. Red One, it's a good nick name. And it's a good alias too.
…
When I got home I immediately went to my room and skipping my home work went onto Facebook. Ha, there it was. The chat room Miles said he was going to set up. Very private indeed, I almost didn't see it. Some people were already logged on, some were probably still on the bus. Oh well we'd all be connected soon and I saw that the font was Miles favorite: CK Mystery.
…
Welcome to Re-Fanz chat room:
Darkangel is logged on
I frowned. Miles would pick the screen name I wanted but couldn't use.
a-ya has logged on
sky-to-earth is logged on
redone has logged on
immortal has logged on
On and on the list went:
Blackfeather has logged on
Birdboy2 has logged on
Winged23 has logged on
Wingedconsort has logged on
Mocking raven has logged on
Light has logged on
…
Darkangel: ok is everyone here?
Light: yep
Redone: Hey mike what's with the screen name?
Mocking raven: well I wanted to like take raven mocker and flip it; but mocker raven didn't make much sense. So I dropped the er and added an ing.
Wingedconsort: oh wow that's real cool Mike! J
Darkangel: totally but guys I think we should use our code names well were on this chat. Ya know in case this gets bugged on something.
RephaimDallas: right miles oh I mean- dark angel. That's a real good idea.
Darkangel: I also think we should only use our code names when we do anything-anything that involves civil-disobedience.
Immortal: right dark angel, and our gang names should be simular to our screen names so it doesn't get to complex.
Darkangel: sure
Rephaimdallas: but wait. What about people with my kind of screen name? that would get kind of annoying saying Rephaimdallas over and over.
Darkangel: oh ugh your right! K
I racked my hand against my face. I liked Amber's screen name. But she did have a point. It wasn't a very good code name.
Redone: ok so what kind of code name do you want?
RephaimDallas: erm…how about soul…or sprit…sense that is what Rephaim is mostly made of. Plus he spent a few centuries as only sprit. So Yeah sprit! J
Immortal: ha, ha, ha ok then little sprit welcome to rephaim-fanatics.
RephaimDallas: :)
RephaimDallas: :) :) :)
My mom called down from the living room. "Are you doing your homework up there Angel?" I sighed, not wanting her to come up and see what I'm doing I shouted "yeah Ma it's coming along just fine." "It better" Mom warned "me and your father don't want any more trouble ya hear? You better get straight A's this quarter or else, you hear me?" "Yes Mother" I called.
Redone: Mom's bitching. But watever man, we need 2 sort out this shit.
Winged23: who's going 2 be the leader?
Immortal: I vote Red One, she's great and she's the one who came up w/ the name.
Redone: oh no! I suck, I cant run a little group for a school project let alone a gang. Dark Angel should do it, hes the one who came up w/ this in the first place!
Darkangel: Ah no, I may have gotten this started but I'm not the mastermind here.
RedOne: And u think I am?
Darkangel: yes
Mocking raven: totally girl, u like know so many bout Hon and ur like real valiant.
Redone: those do not make the qualifications for a gang leader!
Immortal: why not? Ur a great leader!
Redone: girl have u seen me stutter
Birdboy2: so, I stutter red one big deal. Ur smart and creative and good with plans; and ur like fiercely loyal.
Winged23: come on red one were not taking no for an answer.
Mocking raven: please red one we'll rally behind u and everytnhing.
Redone: ok…I'm in
Blackfeather: sweet