Afterlife-prologue
After the apocalypse, everyone was, well, one word-bored. There was no war to fight, no life to protect, no soulmates to find. Absolutely nothing. Nada.
After several attempts, failed attempts, to entertain the group of Daybreakers, Thierry decides to send everyone to school. Now the group of ex-prince, half breeds, ex-vampire hunters, and lazy butt vampires have something to deal with-the horrifying Spring Wind Academy.
Afterlife-Chapter 1
"Is she okay?" Morgead Blackthorn asked for the one hundredth time. Maggie Neely looked up and said through her teeth, "I don't know and if you ask that one more time, I'll ask Delos to tear you into pieces, I swear!"
It's been an hour since Jez was sent into the infirmary and Morgead was ready to rip his hair out of his head. How did the fierce, proud Jez Redfern get into the infirmary? Well, a simple version is when the Daybreakers were about to lose, she let a blue hell loose.
A more detailed and complicated version is when I Iliana was hurt and the Daybreakers were forced into a corner, Jez somehow was able call up her witch blood from the Redfern side and combine that into her blue fire (remember that the lamias exist because Hunter married a witch). After the wave of fire, every enemy was gone and so was Jez. Her consciousness, I mean.
She was rushed into the infirmary and has been there ever since. Morgead, being Jez's soulmate and all that, was tired of waiting and ready to break through the stupid door that blocked him and Jez. And being Morgead, he did.
He barged in on Jez getting her back stitched up by Iliana. Jez look up and her eyes went round. Her cheeks flushed. She smiled sweetly to Morgead and said, "If you want to live, you better get the fucking hell out of this room!" Morgead went tomato red and practically ran out of the room.
Iliana looked at Jez and Morgead, quietly said, "When will I ever get my soulmate?" Everyone here has a soulmate. They stick together and somehow, they were stronger. They have someone that will stick up for them when they were teased and have someone's shoulder to cry on when they feel sad. Who does she have? Her teddy bear? Her pillow? "No," Iliana said to herself, "not right now. Come on, you can't worry about that now. If you aren't meant to have a soulmate, then deal with it."
Jez looked up at Iliana. She looked like an angel. Her soft, violet eyes looked so innocent and sad at the same time. "It's alright. You'll find your soulmate, I promise. After all, the idea of soulmates is that everyone has one. I'm sure you'll find him." Iliana looked up, her eyes full of tears. "Thank you."
The two girls looked at each other. Before the apocalypse, the two of them became really good friends. Now after the war, the two are closer than ever. Iliana was like a sister to Jez and visa versa. It was hard to separate them.
"Alright, I'm done." Iliana said. "You can go find Morgead now before he destroys the house." Jez chuckled at that. "You're right. I better. See ya."
"Bye!" Iliana said as she watches Jez's head of flaming red hair disappear from her view.
Maggie POV
Soon after Morgead come barging out of the door, Jez went running at top speed after him. There was a loud bang and Lord Thierry called from somewhere in the mansion, "JEZ! MORGEAD! If you destroy one more piece of furniture, I will kill you!" I sighed. Troublemakers are always troublemakers. Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped protectively around my waist. "Miss me?"
"Of course, what are soulmates for?" I said. Delos looked down at me and smiled. Even though he's all scratched up and have cuts all over his arms, he still looked like an angel to me. My angel. We leaned in and just when we were about to kiss, an annoying unwanted voice rang through our ears. "QUINN! What the hell did you do to Timmy!"
Delos grimaced and said, "Well better go see what's going on." He offered his arm and said in a princely manner, "Shall we?" I giggle and gripped his arm. "We shall."
Rashel POV
I glared at Quinn. If he wasn't my soulmate, he would have a stake through his heart right now. I looked at poor Timmy. He was horrified and scratched up. "Why in the world did you have a fight with a four year old, Quinn? He is I don't know how many years younger than you. How could you?"
He looked defensive. "H...He is a devil in a baby suite! Can't you see? He started it!"
Oh that did it. I walked up to his stupid perfect face and punched it hard. I yelled at him, "No, I don't see it and you better shut the hell up if you don't want sleep with the dogs tonight." I could feel my anger boiling inside me. Ooooooo, I really want to kill someone right now.
"But..." Quinn complained.
"You are sleeping outside today. You are not going to make fun of my baby brother (I know they are not siblings but lets pretend they are for this story's purpose)."
Timmy said in an annoyed voice, "I am not a baby. I am just as old as you technically remember?"
I replied with a sweet smile, "Yes I remember. Now go hurry to bed. I'll tuck you in once I'm finished with this idiot." I glared up at Quinn. He was fuming. Oh well, who told him to be such an asshole to Timmy?