AN: Wondering if I shouldn't have made this multi-chapter...Delaney was actually supposed to be really nice...I don't know why she ended up a bitch...anyway, I not gonna give any spoilers, but be prepared for...a lot. Rating may go up in later chapters. And this is a horror story, so it'll hopefully be creepy and/or scary. Sorry that Arthur isn't in this chapter, but he will be in this. Also sorry I've been writing so many wales-centric fics lately...anyway, I hope you enjoy! -Kaida Amarante
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"Ali! Ali!" Alistair Kirkland looked up from the magazine he had been reading as his 16 year-old brother, Bryn, ran in. The blonde was frantic, his emerald eyes wild with fear. "Ali...The monster under my bed is trying to get me again. It's trying to...I don't even know...what does it want? Is it trying to kill me?" Bryn fell to the ground, his breaths as frantic and wild as his eyes. "I'm scared, Ali!"
Alistair stood and made his way to his brother, sympathy laced in his eyes. He knew his brother was too old to believe that there were monsters under his bed. "Bryn, listen to me. It was a dream. You know that." The redhead kneeled to his brother's level. "There's nothing under your bed. Nothing's trying to hurt you."
Bryn looked into his brother's eyes, his own suddenly steeled. "Yes there is. How else would you explain these?" Bryn lifted his grey t-shirt then and Alistair looked where the teen pointed, his emerald eyes wide. Across the boy's toned abdomen were three long gashes, all three stretching across the pale skin and leaving blood behind. The were too long and wide to be from a cat or dog and deep enough to leave blood but nowhere near deep enough to be fatal. "The bloody monster under my bed attacked me." Alistair reached out and gingerly touched one of the gashes, pulling his hand away when Bryn flinched. "I'm not lying, Ali. And I'm not delusional. There is SOMETHING in this bloody house!"
"Stay here. I need to talk to Delaney." Alistair pat his brother on the head and walked out of the room, moving from his own room to that of his 21 year-old sister, Delaney. He knocked twice and waited a minute before entering, his ritual for entering his sister's room. "Delaney? I need to talk to you. It's about Bryn." He looked over toward the vanity on the right side of the room where his sister was sitting, brushing her long, curly, auburn hair. She turned toward him, her emerald eyes smiling. "He came into my room saying that something under his bed tried to attack him."
"He's too old to believe in that kind of silliness." Delaney narrowed her eyes at her brother. "Don't feed that kind of thing."
"I know, and I don't. I told him it was a dream."
"Then why are you in here?"
"Because something actually did attack him."
"What the hell are y-"
"He was hurt." Alistair was trying to keep himself calm. Bryn was always his closest sibling. "He was fucking bleeding, Delaney. He had three gashes across his stomach and they were bleeding." The redhead sighed and closed his eyes. "This is fucking insane. There's something in his room. Something that's hurting him."
"No there isn't." Delaney stood, her eyes and voice furious. "It's all just made up!"
"You're the oldest, Delaney! You're supposed to be protecting your younger siblings! But you're doing a fucking horrible job!" Alistair was just as furious, his hands balled into fists as he glared at his sister.
"What?" Delaney took a step closer, her eyes narrowing. "I'm doing my best to keep you and the younger ones alive. I don't have time to worry about Bryn's delusions!" She pushed a wide-eyed Alistair out of the doorway then and stormed to his room, throwing open the door and glaring at Bryn. "Go back to your own room and go to bed."
"He's not delusional, Delaney! And he shouldn't go back to that room!" Alistair stormed out, one look at Bryn's wide eyes pissing him off. "So just leave him the fuck alone!"
Delaney sent a dark glare Alistair's direction before grabbing Bryn by the arm and pulling him off the floor. "Bryn. Go to bed."
"D-Delaney! There's something in there and-"
"No there's not! You're going fucking crazy or something, Bryn!" The redhead then proceeded to drag Bryn back to his room, throwing him inside before slamming the door closed.
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That was when all hell broke lose.