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" Dude Thatch. "

Fatch muttered, pointing to the rings beneath the younger's eyes.

" You look like death. Are you all right? "

Thatch managed a weak smile, looking up from his science book. They were all in professor Burns class right now, and the two vampires weren't really paying attention to the dragon anymore.

To be perfectly honest... Thatch really WASN'T feeling well. His lack of sleep was beginning to make him feel a little queasy... and his head was beginning to hurt. He hardly ever got sick... but then again... he was exhausted. Not that he'd ever admit that. But slowly he nodded, letting his eyes droop.

" I'm fine. "

Lie... that nightmare... why did he keep having it? And why did it feel so... so real? And that demon... darn it what was with that demon?! He swore, that thing was freakin stalking him! And now it was dream stalking him!

Thatch cupped his face in his hands, the need for sleep catching up to him again. His eyes felt so heavy... and the headache was now beginning to form right behind his eyes. The worst possible place to get a headache...

Just then he felt something sharp, almost piercing, poke into his side, getting him to snap up and turn to face the older vampire. The other was holding a strange shaped vial of a purple liquid, carefully pushing it into the creatures hands.

" Drink up. "

Thatch slowly took it, popping the cork off of it. Truth be told here, he was a little afraid of drinking it. Not that he didn't trust Fatch or anything, he was just afraid of how it would taste. Slowly, he began to chug the vial liquid, almost gagging at the horrid taste. Normally bad tastes wouldn't bother a creature. But this... this was terrible. Once done, the vampire stuck her tongue out, moaning a bit as his stomach seemed to growl further.

... Yet... oddly enough... he began to feel... better. His headache was going away, his stomach had settled, and he even felt less tired. Thatch felt his eyes widen, slowly turning to the older.

" W-what was that? "

Fatch smiled, slowly taking the vial from the others hands.

" Just a potion Dusk taught to me. Tastes nasty as all hell, but cures whatever ails you. "

Wow. Who knew the royal family was so skilled with potions.

Some time had passed since then, and Thatch was alone in the dorm now. He felt a lot less paranoid now, but just couldn't seem to fall asleep. Classes were over now, and there was still a lot of time until lights out, but he thought he should probably rest early tonight. He already knew he was going to have that nightmare again. Naturally. He'd been having it for days now. But if he was going to have it, then he might as well TRY to get a bit of sleep. And going to bed early would do just that.

Again though, he was having a hard time actually GETTING to sleep, and was constantly rolling over within the coffin. And believe me, tossing and turning in a coffin was NOT fun.

Finally, Thatch propped open the lid and crawled out, heading to the washroom. He figured a drink would help him relax. Once there, he turned on the tap, leaning forward and taking a rather graceful drink. There weren't any cups, so he really didn't have much of a choice.

When he felt satisfied, he turned the water off and began heading back to the dorm, fully prepared to sleep. The water did help, and he was ready to go to bed. However, when he got there, he was slightly surprised to find the schools friendly ghost there, floating up into his bed. ' Great. ' The vampire thought sarcastically. ' Now I'll have to listen to him laughing at his grave robbers comic all night. '

Grudgingly, the creature slipped into his coffin, preparing to close the lid, when he heard the ghost give out a ear splitting shriek. Jumping up to the point of nearly hitting his head on the lid, Thatch turned around to see a bizarre orange demon holding Casper's hands behind his back with one hand, and covering his mouth with the other.

' ... This demon... ' Thatch whispered mentally, a shiver of fear running down his spine. ' ... I... I saw him in the fire... ' More and more realization continued to dawn on the child as he could've sworn his face had turned pale. ' ... and I've seen him... in my dreams... ' Said orange skinned demon grinned, his fangs flashing menacingly.

" Hello there Thatch. "

He hissed, once again spreading fear through out the creatures system. It... it knew his name?!

" I've been waiting for this. Just come with me now and we'll do this the easy way. "

Out of reflex, Thatch began to back away, shaking his head.

" No... "

He whimpered.

" ... No, no! "

The demons grin vanished, a harsh glare setting in.

" Now. "

He hissed, now purely tucking Casper beneath his arm. Thatch felt his eyes dilate even further, now attempting to take off in a sprint. Unfortunately for him, the demon had snaked his long devils tail down and around the creatures legs and upper body, sending the poor boy to the ground with a thump. The orange one sneered, lifting the vampire up to his face and upside down.

" I guess I was right. "

The demon hissed, causing Thatch's lips to quiver in absolute terror.

" R-right about what? "

" ... I knew you were trouble. "

Bringing the bat boy closer to Casper, the demon pulled out a note, placing it on Fatch's bed before vanishing with the children.

Fatch staggered slightly as he made his way to the dorm. He was tired to say the least. He'd had a long day... he was a little unsure why, the day'd just felt long.

... Almost immediately Fatch knew something was wrong. The entire room just had this... sinister aura to it. He just knew something bad had happened. Slowly, his eyes landed on the crisp white paper on his sheer black sheets. That... was NEVER a good sign. Picking it up, he slowly began reading it. And was he EVER horrified at what he read.

" Dear Fatch,

As you might have noticed, Casper and Thatch are gone. If you want to see them again, alive, then follow these steps exactly:

1: come to my lair. Think carefully, as its tricky to find.

2: come alone. If you even THINK about telling someone about this I will kill the kids.

3: be ready to fight. I shall not hold back in combat.

The reason I chose this over a ton of cash is beyond your comprehension. Be here soon. That is, if you want to see them unharmed.

Signed, Septimus. "

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