I think this story is a little too... mellow. So, this one is going to be fun. And by fun, I mean emotional. Enjoy.
P.S. Sorry I didn't post yesterday. My brothers kept coming into my room and distracting me from my typing. But here it is now! :D
Casper sighed in relief as dinner ended. Not because it was boring, but because the day had been tiring. Frankengymteacher and Jack had made the students run multiple laps today, and as it turns out, Jack was pretty stern. If one were to stop running, he'd add another lap. And floating was not allowed. Possibly the only person not to fall behind was Lexi, but only because demons also had the ability of super speed. So she had gotten off easy.
The ghost and the two gangs chatted heartily as they climbed the staircase. Honestly though? Casper hadn't been listening. He was wondering how Fatch was doing. He hasn't told anyone this, but late last night, he'd heard the vampire coughing rather harshly. Normally he would've dismissed it, seeing as he'd been coughing a lot lately, but this one concerned him. It was watery and almost ill sounding. Casper looked to make sure he was alright, only to see him spit up blood.
The ghost would've kept an eye on him today if it weren't for school. He didn't have the time to watch him. Casper rushed ahead of the group a bit, the fear for the others condition beginning to drive him up a wall. Upon entering the room, it appeared that Fatch was asleep. Just... asleep. Casper sighed heavily in relief. Maybe that blood last night wasn't Fatch's. Who knows? It could've been the blood of some sort of animal.
The ghost jumped a bit as he heard a girlish gasp from behind him. He didn't even have to turn around as Lexi rushed over to the vampires bed.
" Fatch?! "
She said in a slightly panicked tone. The others were soon by her side. Casper turned to face the shadow girl, looking for some sort of explanation.
" What's wrong Lexi? "
The girl turned to face him, her eyes watery with her demonic red tears.
" H-he's barely alive... and in a coma... "
" How can you tell? "
Her eyes narrowed a bit, meaning it should be obvious.
" A demon can tell when a persons close to death... "
Casper touched the vampires neck, searching for a pulse. It was weak... and Fatch's skin had heated up a good deal as well.
" It's... a little ironic... "
Thatch mumbled, gaining the other creatures attention.
" Not to long ago he wanted to die... and now he's getting his wish... "
Soon the whole school was at the princes side. Well... all except for one. Jack. He was trying his best to figure out how this illness had struck the child, and how to cure it. He... he remembered this illness... it had struck Zack in the old days... (Alpha vampire if you forgot)
Zack was mumbling something in a demonic language. Only Jack and Juan Carlos could understand it though. He was saying " please... make it stop... ". This was no normal illness. No, far from actually. It was a demon illness. How did Zack even manage to catch it? It had been injected somehow. Someone had done this to him, and it just irritated the powerful beings beyond belief.
Jose had found the cure. Though, they never found out who did it. Jack slowly stood up, wincing when his knees popped. He needed to find out who infected Fatch. And soon. This illness was a strange on. Normal illness pain the first day, recovering slightly the second day, and death the third day. Meaning today. He needed to figure this out. The only question was... how? He had absolutely no leads...
" ... Maybe if I called Merek... "
He muttered before dismissing the thought. Merek probably had work to do. Asking him for help right now would be uncool. But... what else could he do...?
" There you are! "
Jack jumped and turned around to see a very tall vampire running towards him. The demon could feel his eyes narrow in confusion. Who was that-? Then he remembered. He'd never personally met this guy... but he'd seen him. In Fatch's memories... Dusk. The shadows mouth dropped. Didn't he die?!
" Thank goodness! Come on! "
The vampire huffed, pulling on the still shocked shadows arm.
" We gotta go! "
" So how are you still alive? "
Dusk sighed at the demons question.
" No... not alive... ghost... "
Oooh... that explained it... Jack dropped the subject and continued to let the spirit drag him through the court yard. Seriously though, where was he leading him? Finally the ghost stopped and Jack leaned to the side a bit to see past him, only to gasp at the sight before him. There, tied to the pole with iron chains, was the most interesting demon Jack had ever laid eyes on. He had orange skin, orange hair with yellow streaks and strange pointed animal ears. And man was he EVER struggling.
" Uh... Dusk? "
Jack asked, voice slightly shaken.
" Who's that? Or a better question, why is he tied with chains? "
The question for the chains was immediately answered as the other demons body suddenly burst into flames. Jack gasped, backing up a little; so this was a fire demon. They were so rare anymore. Dusk's body flickered a bit, due to not being used to his ghost abilities yet, before answering.
" His name is Septimus. "
He said with a growl.
" He's the one who made Fatch sick. "
Now it was Jack's turn to growl.
" What?! "
The fiery one grinned, leaving his animal ears one fire as he slowly cooled down.
" What'cha gonna do about it, huh? "
Crud... Jack was going to have to do this the hard way. The demon knelt down, eyes blood red to intimidate the other.
" What's the cure? "
The orange one merely smirked, not saying a word. This was enough to send the other over the edge.
" ... T-tuez-moi... "
Fatch mumbled in another language. Though, no one knew which one, or what he was saying.
" ... S-s'il vous plaît... juste me tuer... "
Lexi's frown widened, tears threatening to fall. She didn't know what Fatch was saying, but she could tell he was in agony. At this point, she would give anything to make him get better.
She jumped a little as a hand fell on her shoulder. Turning, she saw Casper, who was trying to give a reassuring smile. She sighed a little before leaning on the ghost, looking away from the prince. Instead her eyes fell on the other vampire. He was in the back of the group, trying to hide his tears. Lexi smiled weakly, finding it rather sweet that he cared so much. The girl closed her eyes, beginning to pray that things would end well.
Jack was panting harshly, tightening his grip on the others neck. The orange one was covered in scraps and bruises. Needless to say, Jack had been merciless on the other.
" So. "
He huffed, a demonic tone surging through his voice.
" Ready to tell me the cure? "
Septimus gagged, the air rapidly leaving his system. He didn't want to lose, but he knew when he was beat.
" A-a g-ground up angel feather... "
Jack narrowed his eyes at that answer, feeling himself returning to normal.
" What? "
" The cure to a demoni-ic illness is a ground up a-angel feather... "
Jack slowly let go of the others windpipe, pupils dilated at the thought. It sounded like something straight from a fanfic. (Jacks on to me! XD)
" ... Crap. "
He heard Dusk muttered.
" Where the hell are we gonna get that?! "
Suddenly a harsh flash of light passed by, leaving behind something in its place. There, on the ground, was a jar with a tiny amount of glowing yellow liquid with a note on the lid. Jack raised an eyebrow, quickly picking it up and reading the note.
To Jack,
Here. Heal the kid.
-Merek.
Jack grinned. He'd never know how Merek did that.
" ... Lets go. "
He said, the two racing off for the dorm.
" Hey wait! "
Septimus called out, struggling against the chains.
" What about me?! "
Once they were completely out of sight, he snarled harshly.
" Son of a-! "
(Swear denied! XD)
The door burst open, reviling a panting shadow demon. Dusk, who was equally tired from the running, didn't have the energy to keep up a materialized form. So basically, no one could see him.
Jack held up the liquid, beginning to walk over to the prince. Quickly, he popped open the jar, sat Fatch up and carefully poured it down his throat. Immediately the room erupted with cheer. Although... something seemed off to the demons in the room. Even after the cure had been given to him, Fatch's aura was so weak right now, they could barely tell it was there. Jack felt his eyes lower in sadness; had he been to late? The students seemed to figure it out as well, for they all fell silent.
" ... Daddy? "
Lexi asked sadly, quickly gaining Jack's attention. She hadn't called him daddy in so long...
" Will Fatch be ok? "
Jack placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, trying his best to comfort her.
" Honestly I... I don't know honey. We'll just... have to wait to until tomorrow... "
Yay cliffhangers! And decently long! I think it is emotional enough as well... Goodnight!
P.S. The language used here was French.
Fuez-moi= kill me
S'il vous-plaît= please (formal)
Juste me tuer= just kill me
If anyone speaks French and notices a typo, please tell me. My French isn't very good... ^_^'