Me: Dammit, stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Dammit me!
Zak: Whats wrong?
Me: I accidently deleted and I had to start over again! *Crys*
Zak: *Pats on back* Its okay, at least you get the chance to start over.
Me: But its not good enough! Like the last one!
Zak: Others will like it, don't worry.
Me: Then I'll make it as best as I can!
Saturday's Family: YAY!!
!!I DO NOT OWN THE SECRET SATURDAYS ONLY EVERYONE ELSE!!
Chapter 4
It was night and a black and tan, cat-like figure stalked through a house. She was the Vampire Beast. She was about the size of a cougar but five inches taller. Not wanting anything to drink right now, she already had her fill. Her tail was twitching as she headed toward a room where lies her master. Her red eyes scanned the dark areas, she could see it all fine. She spotted the door and trotted over to it. It was large, wooden, and green. The Vampire Beast pushed it slowly aside with her paw and gently jumped up onto the bed where slept a black and white haired, injured boy. She purred for a moment then stopped and curled at the end of his bed. Placing her soft tan-tipped tail on his hand, the Vampire Beast fell asleep in a curled up ball.
A black and white hared boy slowly opened his eyes and looked around where he lay in a guest room of the Mawson's house. It was still dark out but the sun would rise soon as it always did, the door to the room was open enough for even Komodo to slither through, and there was something sleeping right by his legs. He scanned it over twice. It was black and had patches of tan, about the size of a cougar and had two sharp pointed teeth stcking out of its mouth. There was only one solution to this creature . . . the Vampire Beast. It had its tan-tipped tail wrapped around his hand and it was purring happily. It looked so peaceful that Zak had to smile. With some effort he lifted himself and pet the Vampire Beast on the head, its eyes opened and it pushed up against his hand purring louder. Zak used his powers trying to make contact making his eyes glow in an orange firey aura.
Yes? Zak got his answer. The voice of the Vampire Beast was female and yet familier.
You shouldn't be here you know. Zak thought. Afterall they were using telepathy.
But I thought I could comfort you by coming. Also everyone else is asleep theres no need to worry.
Zak sighed, I am very comforted, thank you for caring. But what if someone wakes up?
I will leave before the sun rises so no one knows I was here. Now go back to sleep, I think you need it after that battle of yours.
You saw that?
Of course. Now go to sleep, Zak. She pestered.
Zak leaned back down onto the bed but he never closed his eyes, she looked at him quizically with her red eyes, What?
Not until I know your name. This made the Vampire Beast sigh, showing him her sharp pointed blood stained teeth inside her mouth.
I am sorry, but those killings are not I, I only feed on sheep and such. Though as long as you are here I cannot investigate on the killings, you would have to heal first of all, then I will continue. You will know my name in due time, if you use your powers tomorrow possibly. Just never rush the knowledge of a secret to sadtisfie your curious mind.
Zak nodded and closed his eyes, shutting off his power after hearing her wisper, Good night. And the darkness of his mind took over him leaving Zak unconcious.
The sun battered Zak's darkness in his mind making him regain conciousness. He stood up in his bed and checked to see if the Vampire Beast was still there. No one. Zak had a sad feeling in him until he looked at the window. The sun was shinning bright into the room through the curtains and blind folds. Zak could move more freely today the he could when the Vampire Beast had came. I guess when she comes to comfort me I heal faster. . . .
"Thanks." He sighed.
Zak lifted the covers up and put his feet on the floor. He was still sore, the scratches healed and there was no source of them but the bruises were smaller before and only few dissapeared fully. Zak ribs were fine he could breathe like he used to, besides the uncomfortable feeling of his scar. There was only half of it yet to heal. He grabbed his orange, black sleeved shirt wiht a snake-like walked out into the hall way pressing his hand against the wall for support. The hall way wasn't that long so it didn't give him much effort to walk all the way to a room. It had a very small TV, well small to him because he was used to the giagantic plazma TV in the airship, a blue old fashioned couch, a counter with a phone and lamp, and a coffe table by the couch. He could only see one person in the living room space. Black hair with tan streaks reaching up to the shoulders, blue jeans, green shirt, and a black jacket, and blue eyes wiht plae red tint. Zak smiled and made an 'Hello I'm here.' cough. Neveah turned to see him, she gasped and raced over to him, jumping off the couch.
"What are you doing? You should be in bed." Neveah scolded him.
"And what fun would that be?" Zak snickered.
Neveah put her hands to her hips, "But your still injured."
"I'm fine." Zak contered.
Neveah pointed to his hand that was against the wall and she grunted. Zak lifted his hand from the wall and confidently walked over to the couch.
"That doesn't prove anyhting." Neveah said looking away and crossing her arms. Zak smirked and sat down.
"But there is a reason why I got up."
"And what would that be?" Neveah looked at him wiht curious blue eyes.
Zak's eyes glowed with his power, only a small amount. Neveah eyes reacted and turned the same color of orange. It was like fire, something that would spread and cause chaos (Ain't I a good person? :D). Vampire Beast?
Please call me by my name, Zak~.
Of course, Neveah.
Your a faster thinker than I thought. Neveah remarked. Zak shut off his power.
"Eh, it comes in handy~." He said shrugging up his shoulders and he patted the empty place next to him. "Lets talk." Neveah glided over and sat down next to him.
"Whats your first question?" Neveah said in a serious tone.
"Does your family know?"
"No."
"Who does know?"
"You of thats all I know of."
"Good." Zak sighed.
"Why is that good?" Neveah asked cocking her head to the side, he could imagine what she would look like as the Vampire Beast.
"Because then we know no one will tell anyone else about you."
"Oh." Neveah got up from the couch, "Hungry?" she asked with a smile.
"Yeah." Zak said getting up, "Would you like me to help?"
"Nah!" She swished her hand, "My parents will be up in any minute anyways."
"I have one more question."
"What is it?" She looked over he shoulder.
"How did you become thte Vampire Beast?" Zak asked, his face was serious and looked at bit suspicious at her. Neveah's eyes darkened and she looked away at a wall.
"I never figured that out. . . ."
There was an awkward silence and a small blow of wind from an open window came into the room, making there hair sway back and forth. Everything seemed to stop abruntly. It gave off a bad feeling.
"Good morning Neveah!" A cheerful shout came from the window that was open.
Zak looked at the direction in shock and surprise. A kid with blond hair, a pack, and a child-like expression was in the window, smiling like a complete idiot, and he was a guy. Zak looked back to Neveah who had an irrated look on her face.
"What do you want, Greg?" Her voice was the opposite of what it was a little while ago when they began to talk, cheerful and happy and in a mellow mood, to a cold and harsh voice, even her eyes had a deadly look in them.
If looks good kill, that would be one of 'em. Zak commented in his mind, and quietly laughed under his breath. He was clearly out of view from this boy's sight. He looked about their age. The boy climbed through the window and walked over Neveah putting an arm around her and holding her hand.
"Why you look very beautiful this morning, Neveah~." Said the boy.
This sparked a little irratance in Zak. "AHEM." Zak said in a loud, very obvious tone. The boy, which Zak now remembered Neveah calling him Greg, released her and panicked.
"Is your father awake! Oh, I hope not!" He said, looking around in every direction, still not even noticing Zak.
"No, hes not awake yet, but I am." Zak snickered and got up from the couch, walking toward the two. "Who're you?" Zak asked.
"Who are you?"
"I asked you first." He smirked copying what Neveah had done to him when they first met.
"M'names Greg," He pointed to himself, "and I'm Neveah's boyfriend."
This made Neveah scoff and push him toward the window, "Would you get out of my house you pestering bug!"
"But my dear! The day has only begun."
Zak started cracking up. Greg noticed.
"You never told me who you were."
"And I'm not gonna!" Zak laughed out and sat down in a chair at the table.
"Hey thats unfair! Tell me no-" Greg was pushed out the window by Neveah and she closed it while locking it, Zak watched as the blonde haired kid popped up in the glass again, he seemed to be yelling at him which made Zak laugh even more. Neveah put the blind folds over his face and shut the curtains.
"Ugh, finally!" Neveah said.
"That guys hilarious." Zak commented putting his elbow on the table and putting his head in his hand.
"Try dealing wiht him since you first came to this town."
"Have you ever went out with him?"
"Heck no!" Zak smirked at her behaviour, this place was quite amusing.
Foot steps caught there attention and they looked to see who it was. Neveah's parents Alexa Mawson. Neveah's mom, and Addison Mawson, Neveah's dad. Zak frowned. He missed his family and wished he would see them soon.
Whats wrong? Zak was surprised to hear Neveah's thoughts, he noticed that his eyes wern't glowing when he was using his power because of how small the amount it was.
I-I miss my family. Zak looked over at her with a sad expression. She couldn't help but look away.
I'm sorry. . . .
It wasn't your fault.
The sun was going down and the Mawson family as well as Zak were watching the TV after eating the lunch Mrs. Mawson had made. Zak was leaning up against the arm rest farthest from the door, Neveah was leaning up to her dad and Mrs. Mawson was just sitting there nearest to the door. Zak was starting to doze off but he just couldn't. Zak heard foot steps outside of the door to the Mawson's house. The door bell rang annoucing their arrival. Zak could hear Neveah's growls within his mind.
Whats wrong Neveah? Zak asked, now awake and alert.
I smell somehting bad.
What kind of bad?
I don't know just bad!
Alright.
Mrs. Mawosn walked up to the door an opened it, they couldn't see anyhting besides the nodding head of Neveah's mom. She opened the door all the way to reveal someone Zak didn't want to see here in Bladenboro. The chalky faced, hunched over, creepy crawly voice, white haired, influencing, insane, villian, and his family's worst enemy ever . . . Vincent Vladislav Argost with his quiet spider man servant Munya.
Now would be a good time to run Zak. From what I sense form you is that you have met them and they are dangerous to your welfare. Your the one you should be running actually.
Zak scowled at the man in front of him. He had a surprised look on his face when he saw him.
"Greetings and Bienvennue dear little Saturday. What a surprise it is to meet you here, hm?"
"What do you want here?" Zak retorted, holding back his urge to reveal his family's secret and go into his fighting stance. His fist was shaking though, thats all that would be revealed of his ugre.
"Why, I am only visiting, this place looks ancient I thought I would look inside to see if it was a hidden historic place." He said raising his hand palm up to the roof pulling away his mega shark tooth skin cape to show his pure black clothing, you couldn't really see what he looked like especially wiht that mask of his.
Hes lying.
Really? It seems as though hes telling the truth to me. She looked over to him.
'Don't believe what he says and don't do what he tells you.', I learned that lesson the hard way. Hes horrible and wants to dominate the world. Don't trust him.
Alright.
Good.
"Oh. you two know each other?" Mrs. Mawson said, she wasn't concious to the danger.
Argost replied to her, "We know each other very well. I'd say he already enjoys my company."
Zak grunted and layed his head on the arm of the couch, he was lying fully on it now and his fist stopped shaking as he controlled his emotions. Zak changed his mind about staying in the living room and decided to go rest his mind. The contact he had wiht Neveah was cancelled and Zak stood up and walked to the guest room wihtout a last glance at the chuckling villian behind him.
There you are! I tried my best! Thank you for reading, have a nice day, and PEACE OUT!! :3
~ Yours Truly, Star ;)