Chapter Four: Matthew and Alfred.

Matthew sighed, getting into his mother's car. He was absolutely terrified. He was entering high school today.

Bad enough, right?

Oh wait, it was Monster High. The place was absolutely full of horrific creatures, and not all of them friendly. The worst bit of all... He was just a regular human.
Okay, well he thought he was. Regular had nothing to do with it, and he wasn't particularly human.
But he didn't know that. All he knew was that he wasn't about to enter a school, and literally have the possibility of never getting out alive.

"Mom... Why did we have to move to the Monster District, and why do I have to go to school here?" He finally asked after a moment. His mother looked at him, and got a rather pained look on her face.

"Because your father wanted you to." She said. That's what she said most of the time, whenever she did so etching that Matthew didn't understand. "You know, dad sure wants me to do a lot for a guy I've never even met..." He muttered.

Matthew was a quiet boy, most people couldn't even her him when he was yelling.
But his mother always heard him. She very suddenly pulled the car over and stared at him.
"I know your resentful towards the fact that you've never met your father, but really there is a good reason, and you know that." She sighed.
"I know. He's dead." Matthew said, his voice even quieter than usual. His mother sighed again and started the car back up. It wasn't long after riding in silence that they reached their destination.

"Look honey, I know this is probably hard for you. I know your probably scared, but just remember back to when you were little. Back then when monsters truly frightened you, but you weren't scared as long as you had your flashlight. Well, here." She said smiling lightly, a hand on his shoulder. She took a mini flashlight and clipped it to his bag.

Matthew smiled and hugged her, before exiting the car.

"I'll be back to pick you up after school, okay honey?"

"Okay mom, bye!"

"Bye sweetheart." And with that, she drove off.

Matthew's heart was pounding, and he ran his fingers over the flashlight to try and calm himself. It worked a little. Yeah, she'll be back to pick me up... In a body bag... He thought, sighing as he entered the school, already shaking from fear and stress. Immediately all the monsters in the hall turned and faced him. Their eyes bored into him, and there were whispers almost instantly.
"There's a human here! At our school!"

It didn't help that some of them were looking at him... Hungrily.

Okay, he was officially freaking out. He wasn't at all prepared for this.

He backed up against a locker and began to breathe heavily. His knees buckled and he sank to the floor, staring at the monsters that were now surrounding him, some due to concern and others delighting in his vulnerability. His vision was getting blurry and he was seeing in doubled, dizzying images. "Hey, are you okay?"

And suddenly everything went black.

Alfred opened his eyes to a candlelit room. He shot off the bed he was laying on and rubbed his eyes. When had he blacked out, and why was he in a school infirmary? Weird.
As a nurse with three heads and wings entered, Alfred was certain he had swallowed some hallucinogenics.

"Oh my, Matthew... It appears you've transformed. Ah well, we're prepared for this exact situation... Get to class." She said dully. "Matthew? My name is Alfred... And how did I get here?" He asked, rather confused. "Yes, yes I know dear. Anyway, your mother enrolled you in school, and you just had one of your black outs again, that's all." She explained. Alfred nodded. Stupid black outs...

"Well, what class is it?" Alfred asked. "Third period just ended, so now is free period. You can just figure out the rest yourself. Now, get out of my office." She demanded. Alfred rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack. Weird, where did this little flashlight come from?

Just as he was walking to leave, three boys entered. One with horns, another see-through and in old-fashioned clothing, and the third looking considerably human in dark robes, although those eyebrows probably weren't human...

The one with horns immediately said, in a loud voice. "Hey nurse, where's the kid I brought in here?" He asked. The nurse pointed at Alfred.
"But... His eyes and hair... Oh well whatever. HELLO HUMAN, WELCOME TO OUR SCHOOL. WE COME IN PEACE." He yelled.
The see-through one face-palmed at his friend. "Gilbert..." He groaned.

"Okay look, the kid you brought in here is okay. Can we go now?" The robed one asked, annoyed. "Oh calm down, Arthur! You didn't have to come if you didn't want to... Or did you want to be with me? Ohonhonhon~"

"Shut up, Francis!"

Alfred was getting tired of their banter at this point. "So what are you guys anyway? Considering mom seems to have signed me up for a school of freaks." He said loudly. "Rude... Well, you are at Monster High, silly, so you should be able to guess." Francis said with a smirk. "I'm a demon, Arthur is a warlock, and Francis is a ghost." Gilbert explained.
"Uh... A ghost, huh..?" Alfred said, suddenly sounding a lot more timid.

"Well, your new, you can hang out with us the rest of the day, if you'd like." Arthur said with a slight smile, looking up from his spell book for a moment. "Sure! You guys seem alright and I kinda don't wanna go around a school full of scary monsters alone, so, yeah!" Alfred beamed. "Well, what class do you have next?" Francis asked. Alfred pulled out his schedule. "Remarkable, we all have that exact class next. Come with us, then." Arthur said, reading Alfred's schedule.

The spent the rest of the day together, and Alfred felt pretty accepted. Until of course, the end of the day came. Alfred's. Other had pulled up in her car, and Gilbert and Francis had already left for the day. As Alfred was walking towards the car, Arthur grabbed his shoulder.
Alfred turned to face him.

"Look here, human. I've worked to hard to get what I have- No, we've all worked to hard to get what very little we have, and I won't have you ruining it. The first sign of you causing any trouble, and I'll kill you myself. Understand?" Arthur hissed under his breath. Alfred took a moment to let that all sink in, and stared at the warlock in front of him, almost disbelieving what he had heard. He slowly nodded, his eyebrows knit.
"Good." Arthur growled, before quickly muttering some spell and disappearing.

Alfred blinked a few times, shaking his head. He turned and got into his mother's car.
And he had thought things were going well...

"How was your day, Al?" His mother asked. "It... It was good, mom. Oh, by the way, where did this flashlight come from?"

Author's note: Okay, I realize Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde is a British tale, but there are like no good American monsters in my opinion, and I didn't want to have to use zombies... Also, I couldn't resist making Alfred and Matthew the same person X3 Also, sorry about Arthur's bad attitude in this, in the next chapter we'll see why he's so defensive of what he has~ and please review! I would really like to hear tips and opinions, so please :3