Title: Opportunities
Rating: Main story: T. This drabble: M
Warnings: Insanity, Horror, Nothing really making sense
AN: #21-Waiting. This probably isn't really what you guys are expecting, so don't expect anything particularly good. Plus, if you're irked about the genre, there was bound to be a horror one some time or the other. Basically what's going on is that in the beginning, some hundred years ago, Kyd/Elliot was bitten by a vampire. He then went insane until he met Raven, who he found highly amusing. You can use your imaginations for what happens next.
By the way people, give me some more prompts please? I'm running out of ideas fast.
Running. FeetgravelbloodfearpainHELPMEHELPMEHELPME—
"You can't hide from me."
Leave me alone what did I do to you just LEAVE ME ALONE
"I like you, you know. You're interesting."
I hateyouhateyouhateyou
"Why are you still bothering to run? I have a surprise for you."
Nononononono
"You're one of the few who I think deserve this gift."
But I don't want your gift! I want to be normal; I don't want to become a monster—
A whoosh comes from behind, and the teeth sink into his neck.
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Name: Elliot.
"You know, Elliot, you're supposed to list your last name too."
I don't have a last name.
"Of course you do. Everyone does."
Not me.
The counselor sighed. "Fine. Carry on."
Age: Four hundred ninety-three.
"Elliot, no one really is that age, and your file says that you're sixteen."
I am. He continued to write, ignoring her protests.
Sex: No thanks.
"Elliot, this behavior is exactly what got you here in the first place. Now please be reasonable."
He grinned and leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on the smooth mahogany desk. She winced. He smirked.
Why should I behave? You shrinks always want us to misbehave so that you can get paid more trying to brainwash us.
"That is not true. Do I need to call the doctor to take you to the white room?"
He yawned silently, mouth stretched wide. The counselor gulped when she saw the fangs set in his teeth. The boy was a total creep.
"Elliot, this is not a costume party. Take those fangs out immediately."
Can't. They're my real teeth.
She raised an eyebrow. "Uh-huh."
It's true. I'm a vampire.
"Yeah. Now take them out right now, or I'll do it for you."
Go ahead. He grinned widely, and the counselor had to admit, those teeth did look remarkably real. I dare you.
She scowled. "Fine." Reaching over the desk, she grasped the fangs and yanked. Nothing. Growling now, she pulled harder until she heard a small cracking noise from his gums. She immediately released, and sat back down in her chair heavily, face flushed. When she spoke, her voice was trembling. "Mr. Elliot, I don't know what you did to your teeth to make them this way, but I swear, we are going to fix it."
He shrugged. Whatever.
She growled, infuriated, and stalked out of the room.
"So how'd it go, Rae?" Gar inquired, grinning.
"Shut it, Garfield, and get working. I want all files on this kid now."
"You know Rae, you're a kid yourself. You're barely sixteen yourself."
"I said shut it."
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Two hours later and Raven was even more frustrated than before.
"Nothing!" She hollered to the ceiling, throwing her papers up in the air and scattering them across the room. "Absolutely nothing on his personal background. Apparently, he showed up here half-dressed in the middle of the winter with blood all over his jaw, looking absolutely smug with himself." She moaned and slumped back in her seat. "I hate this job."
"Rae." It was Gar.
"What?" she snapped.
"You should…see this." He sounded ill.
She marched over and glared at the screen. Oh. It was a camera that they had placed in Elliot's room to keep an eye on him. The sight that greeted her gave her a twist in the pit of her stomach.
Elliot's teeth were sunken in a guard's neck. The guard was writhing on the floor, and the two counselors felt a rush of horror as only the skin and bone was left once the boy was finished.
"My God," Raven choked out. "He wasn't lying."
"He told you he was a vampire and you didn't listen?"
"Hello. This is an asylum. You're not supposed to believe what they say."
Elliot was standing up. They could only see the top of his head right now, and they silently prayed that he would go back to the bunk quietly.
He looked up, straight at the camera and smiled right at Raven, the gesture angelic and beautiful. She would have been charmed if his eyes had not been burning a terrifying scarlet red. The message inside them was clear.
I've been waiting for you.