Well. Hello, my name is Morgan. I'M JUST A RANDOM WEIRDO TYPING SLICK 2 FOR MY ENTERTAINMENT AND YOUR ENJOYMENT.
Annnnd, I like Kortez. So… XD
Go~
Casually walking, Zero picked up the warm platter of cookies that were in front of him.
"Xzalliff, dearie? The cookies are done." He called.
Zero looked out of the open window to see a very young- and short- Koopa with fluffy purple hair, yellow skin, a black head, dark purple shades, and not-so-sharp claws. She turned around to look at her adolescent uncle.
"Wait! Slick and I are on our last round of hide-and-go-seek!" The juvenile Koopa spat- accompanied by gleaming baby blue eyes.
"Okay, fine then. Just hurry up, please."
The youngest Koopa- at the age of 7- nodded happily, then looked in her 18 year old uncle's backyard to find her best friend. Slick. Slick wasn't just her imaginary friend- he was her loyal companion. When the young child found her imaginary friend, she gave him a tight hug.
"Oh yeah! The cookies! Slick! Do you want one?" She asked.
"No. Zewo cweeps me out." Slick said.
"Suit yourself then."
The girl then cheerfully trotted into her uncle's small bungalow.
"Okay, Xzalliff. Do you want any milk?" Zero said, pouring a cup of milk for himself.
Young Xzalliff nodded and tried to sit on the kitchen table's chair. But, she was just too short. When you're 1'9, life is a bit hard.
"Could you help me up?" She asked, blushing a bit.
"Of course, dearie." Zero smiled, picking his niece up by her small waist.
He sat her down on a stack of books with a pillow placed on the top of the tall stack. Zero put the platter of cookies down on the table and put the cups of milk down. The two relatives ate cookies together for around twenty minutes.
"Now… onto your schedule again. Hmm…" Zero announced, holding a paper in his hands.
Xzalliff's father left his little brother a guide/schedule on how to take care of his young- and needy daughter for the night. Her father and siblings all went to a hotel for the weekend- but Xzalliff was far too sick to go. She had an infection in her lungs, so Zero volunteered to tend to young Xzalliff's every need. She got better earlier this morning, though.
"It looks like it says here that you should take a nap now… Your father is scheduled, am I right?" Zero smiled, picking his small niece up.
"You bet." Xzalliff replied quietly.
He chuckled a bit, taking her to his guest bedroom. Zero sat down on a black chair.
"Look at how cute you are, dearie." He cooed.
Xzalliff grimaced. She was always called "cute" since she was so tiny. She thought that it was all lies to make her feel good. But Zero always seemed to be fond of her, so his love might be true.
Tangled in sheets again, I woke up.
"Okay. I just need to calm down." I sighed.
I put my feet on the cold floor. I got a jacket and a pair of baggy pants from my dresser and slipped the clothing on. I was hungry. I looked at my alarm clock.
2:15 AM. Well… a late night snack wouldn't hurt, right? So, I stepped into my sneakers and opened the door… slowly. Nobody was in the hallway.
Good. I walked into the living room quietly.
No one was there. I grabbed my backpack- so if I waste enough time until school, I wouldn't forget it.
So, I went outside. And I flipped to the forest. I smelled blood.
Cold blood. I heard a loud heartbeat, as well. Then, I heard footsteps.
"Dear Jades..." I whispered, running as fast as I could to a tree.
I hid behind it, breathing heavily. I looked at the person who was following me.
Glowing purple eyes, electric blue hair, faux fur on his arms and legs, a glowing red charm on his neck, and he looked way taller and older than me. Err- more… dominate.
Oh crap. There were two. The other one had bright red hair, pitch black skin, spikes on his legs- hey… he somewhat looks like Mr. Indigo- oh my gosh.
That is Mr. Indigo.
My heart skipped a few beats.
I knew that he was weird. I had a feeling that he drinks blood. I knew that something's wrong with him.
"Xzanis, do you really smell blood?" Mr. Indigo croaked, looking behind himself.
"Yes, Ellehctileavious. I do. Now sit tight. I'm going to go look behind a few trees." The other Koopa barked, walking to my tree.
I climbed the tree so quickly- since my life depended on it.
"Oh, yes. The victim just climbed the tree. How… wonderful." He replied.
Mr. Indigo broke into a small laugh.
"I guess that we wait, then." Mr. Indigo said.
"I agree."
I looked down. I shuddered a bit in fear. My English teacher was going to kill me.
Great.
After twenty minutes of waiting for the two to leave, the branch that I was sitting on unfortunately broke. Oh crap. I fell to the ground… rather quickly. I saw Mr. Indigo step behind me and crouch down.
"Now… Say nothing about this and you will get good grades and not be killed." Mr. Indigo nodded.
"Go ahead, Ellehctileavious." The Koopa with blue hair said, crossing his faux fur-covered arms.
"Okay, okay, fine." Mr. Indigo replied.
I looked at him with innocence and fear in my eyes. He grinned, showing me his beautiful white canines. And before I knew it, his teeth were in my neck.
Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, please don't kill me… I thought, squeezing my eyes shut.
Something weird was happening. Something that I felt like happened to me as a child. I felt words build up in my mouth.
I felt sick to my stomach. I felt a bit dizzy, on top of all that.
"Daddy? What are you doing?" Xzalliff asked in shock.
Her father's way larger teeth were in her small neck. When he released his grip from the small girl, he spit some of the child's blood into a tube. He then screwed the cap back onto the tube and sat it down on the kitchen table.
"Do not worry, dear. You will understand when you are older." Her father sighed, picking his daughter up.
Oh gosh.
Mr. Indigo is more.
No, no, no. He is NOT... Nope. There's no way.
He got his teeth out of my neck.
"Do not worry, dear. You will understand… quite soon." Mr. Indigo smiled.
"Don't say that! Just don't!" I growled.
Mr. Indigo held his hand out to me. I gladly took it and stood up. His oddly cold palms sent a chill down my spine.
"Now, Kortez. I do not imagine that Mr. Bleck would be glad that you were out this late." He said firmly.
"Yeah… Well he wouldn't be happy either if I told him that you attacked me." I put my hands in my pockets.
I straightened my shoulders. Mr. Indigo grunted.
"Do not speak of this, you hear me?" He grabbed me by the shoulders violently.
"Okay." I replied.
He nodded.
"Now that you know my secret, and I know yours…" He continued.
"Wait! You kept the note, didn't you?" I growled.
"Of course I did."
I crossed my arms and breathed a breath of cold air. I sighed.
"I don't feel that great. I need to go home." I muttered.
"Well, school is in two hours. And you need to feed as well." He replied.
I felt weird inside.
My English teacher just told me that I needed to feed. That was… odd.
"I'll pass." I said uneasily.
The guy with blue hair put his big hand on my shoulder.
"You do need to. He is right." He nodded.
I walked over to Mr. Indigo.
"Yeah- uh- who's your friend?" I whispered.
"Him? His name is Xzanis. We are old … friends." Mr. Indigo said.
"Oh. That explains." I rolled my eyes.
I looked at both of them. Then I looked at the open forest. But then I looked at Mr. Indigo's neck.
Veins.
I wanted to bite him. So he could be in pain. I really hate him. A lot. I used to like him as a teacher. But I loathe him now. He should die in a fire, really.
"I have to go, guys. I really do." I announced, biting my bottom lip.
I walked quickly into the forest as my anger elevated. Oh no.
It's happening again. I'm getting angry. What am I going to do? Go on a killing spree?
I don't think so.
At school.
"So, what you're saying is that… um, Mr. Indigo is coming over for dinner at your house tonight?" Willow laughed, lightly punching my shoulder.
"Yeah, isn't that a bit weird?" Courtney giggled.
She put her hand on my other shoulder.
"I guess. My dad invited him over. Not me." I grinned, playfully shoving both of them.
Courtney flipped her French-braid in contentment and gave me a big smile. Willow smiled as well, but not as large as Courtney.
"So what is your dad making for the dinner?" Courtney asked.
"Grilled chicken and rice. Two things that I hate. Great." I sighed, getting my math book out of my locker.
"Well, look at the bright side." Willow croaked.
She cleared her throat out silently.
"You guys may not be so awkward now. And, maybe he'll be in a good mood and not give your class so many tests." She said.
"Yeah-"
"Doopliss!" Courtney squealed, pointing at a white figure in the hallway.
"Oh my gosh!" I smiled.
"He your adopted brother or something?" Willow asked.
"No, no- he's Kortez's boyfriend!" Courtney whispered happily, grabbing my hand.
"Oh, okay. Kortez, just don't screw up with him." Willow said.
"I'll leave you two love-birds alone. Now go get him, Kort!" Courtney beamed, pushing me to my Duplighost boyfriend.
Well, if you forgot, Doopliss is my boyfriend. We've been together since… last year, I think. Anyways, we've had our ups and downs. But we still love each other. He's so sweet and funny- he can also calm me down. It's like… fire and ice, I guess. In our case, He's the ice and I'm the fire. We can still pull through, though.
All that matters is that I love him and he loves me.
Doopliss greeted me with a kiss on my cheek and gave me black rose.
"I've missed you so much. You had me worried sick." He said, grabbing my hand.
"What do you mean, Sheet Freak?" I asked, tilting my head.
He grabbed my hand. Doopliss then kissed it.
"You almost died, Kortez!" He cried.
"I… did?" I muttered.
"Yeah! Remember! Grodus? You were all over the news, babe." He said, taking the rose from my hand.
He brushed a piece of my hair back from my face, then placed the black flower in my hair.
"You're… kidding…"
I closed my eyes for a second. I remembered something… Something important…
~When we got in the room, there was a large metal slab and a few tables.
"Umm..." I muttered.
"Don't fear. It's just a big table, dear. Now lay on it." Grodus said.
"I don't know about this, Grodus.. I mean- doesn't this look a little... weird?" I asked uneasily.
"Nope. Nothing about it is special at all."
"Okay then..."~
"Kortez, we're going to be late for math class!" Doopliss announced, pulling me to the entrance of Skrap's classroom.
"Oh. Sorry. Daydreaming, I guess." I said, shaking off the numb feeling going through my body.
When everyone was in class, Skrap propped his feet up on his desk.
"Let's take attendance, shall we?" He smiled.
After that was done, he shifted his gaze to Doopliss.
"Hey, hey, hey! Looks like we have a new student, eh?" Skrap asked.
"Yeah." Doopliss said, placing a notebook on his desk.
"Well, what's your name?"
"Slick." Doopliss yawned, rolling his eyes.
Skrap nodded.
"Okay then. Today… all we're going to do… Is study for your next exam. That's all." He announced.
Not paying attention to my book, I bit my finger. Skipping breakfast is horrible. I sucked a bit of blood out of myself.
After a long class of reading, the class left the room. Now to lunch. Oh yes. My favorite part of the day.
Willow and I sneaked out of the school and quickly ran behind the garbage cans outside.
"Okay. Go ahead, Kort." She smiled.
Willow untied her bandanna and let me drink her warm blood from her neck.
As usual, it was delicious. Until…
"And I suppose that you're very hungry, Kortez." Mr. Indigo crossed his arms.
His lips curled at the edges a bit. Willow's eyes grew wide. I got my teeth out of her neck.
"Mr. Indigo, please do not punish us. I'm just doing my job." Willow whispered timidly.
"Of course I won't, dear." He nodded.
I stood still, terrified. My legs felt like jelly. I felt like I was slowly melting. Again.
Blood dripped down from my mouth. Mr. Indigo laughed a bit, like he didn't care. But I was still mortified.
"It's okay, Kortez. I'm not going to take your life or anything."
"But…" I muttered.
I blushed in embarrassment.
"I-I have to go. I'll see you this afternoon, Mr. Indigo." I said in a whisper.
I looked at the forest, then ran. I ran so quickly that my heart was practically beating hard against my chest.
Minutes later, at the school, Willow and Mr. Indigo started a conversation.
"She's a very messy eater, you have to admit that." Mr. Indigo smiled.
"Since your neck is covered in blood. You really need to wash it off, dear." He continued.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know." Willow said, stuffing her hands in her pockets.
"Your mother used to complain to me about how much of a messy eater I was." He grinned.
Willow laughed a bit.
"I remember one day when mom went to the dry cleaners. One person asked if we were murderers." She looked up at Mr. Indigo with sparkles in her eyes.
"Oh yes. The days of being a reckless teenager." Mr. Indigo patted Willow's back.
He gave her a white cloth. Willow wiped her neck off quickly as the two went back into the school.
At the forest, I leaned my head against a tree. Why does Mr. Indigo laugh at me?
Yes, yes, yes. I know that it was an oh-it's-okay-I-think-that-it's-cute laugh, but still. Why does he like me? I mean, I have a few answers, though.
I'm like him in a way.
I do the same things that he does. Err, drink blood.
We look alike.
And, the most ridiculous answer… The weirdest thought. The out-of-the-question answer. The one that is not true. The one that I get a chill in my spine when I think about it. The one that I get nauseous about.
Mr. Indigo is my… um… dad.
No. He can't be. I'm really funny. Nope. No way. I'm just tired, that's all. If he was, he would've been like, "Hey Kortez Indigo! I'm like your dad yay!".
But, Mr. Skrap is my uncle, right? So he's either lying or he's Bowser's adopted brother.
But WHY DO THEY RIDE IN A CAR TOGETHER?! You know, Mr. Indigo and Skrap. They are probably good friends… right?
Like I said. I'm just very tired. Really tired. I need to go home, I guess.
Oh yeah. Mr. Indigo is coming over for dinner. Great. Well… actually… it really is great. Why, you ask?
Because I could ask him a few questions. Oh yes… This is perfect. It really is. I heard a noise. I saw a figure in the distance. This is the one time that I really didn't care- since my life is going in the way that I want it to. And nothing can ruin this night.
I'm on to you, Mr. Indigo. And you better watch out.
Later~
"Daddy? Mama?" The young girl called.
She trotted around the crowded bar- looking for her parents. Her parents took her to a bar earlier. It was one day after her drunken father abused her- and he wanted more alcohol. So, he took his favorite child to the bar with him and his wife.
Xzalliff.
Little did the child know that this trip would change her life forever. Xzalliff's parents were so drunk that they forgot their own child at the bar. So the child was left alone at the bar. With no one to help her. But… two figures then walked up to her. One woman and one man. Actually, one blue woman and one male jester.
"Well hello, sweetie!" The blue woman exclaimed.
"Nastasia…. Is she our child?" The drunk jester asked.
"Where are your parents?" She replied, taking the child's hands.
"I dunno." The child shrugged.
"Oh.. Well do you know their phone number?"
"No."
"Okay, dear. I'm going to take you to my house, okay?" The blue woman said sweetly.
Xzalliff nodded, unsure of what was happening.
I woke up by Bleck shaking me.
"Wha? Oh, hi, Daddy." I yawned.
"You need to change. Mr. Indigo will be here any minute." He replied.
"Okay."
When Bleck left the room, I changed into my 'nice' shirt. It was gray with a black zipper on the back. Long-sleeved, too. I also put on denim jeans and put my shades on my face.
I had my dirty school clothes on, just so you know. I left the forest a bit dirty… and wet- since it started to rain.
Anyways, I walked into the kitchen. The smell of cooked chicken filled the air.
Repulsive.
"Daddy, since when did you ever start liking chicken?" I moaned, leaning against the countertops.
"I just like it. I can't see how you like it raw." He said with a smirk.
"Eh. But do I really have to be nice? I mean, I hate him."
I popped my knuckles.
"Yes, Kortez. You really have to. Now go feed the Chomps." He demanded.
I nodded and went down to the basement- where the two Chomps live.
Chains- mine- and Dementia- which is Dimentio's. Chains is my baby. I love him so much. He wears a green bowtie. And he's so adorable.
Dementia is a girl. She's white. And I think that they might have puppies. That would be cute.
I scooped some kibble in their bowls. Licking my hand, Chains nudged my waist a bit. I pet and kissed his head in return. Darn, I love him.
"Kortez!" Bleck called.
"Coming." I said loudly.
I trudged up the basement steps. I brushed dust off of my legs and took a deep breath.
Dear Jades I was nervous.
I looked at the door. I heard knocking. Oh yay… He's here.
"You open it, Daddy!" I whispered.
"You're his student- you open it! I'm cooking!"
"Fine."
I opened the door to see Mr. Indigo standing there in the rain. He had a trench coat and a hat on. When he saw me, he gave me a smile- showing off his pretty white canines.
"Hello, Kortez. May I come in?" He asked like a gentleman.
"Sure." I muttered.
"Thank you."
I closed the door behind him. He hung his coat and hat on the coat hanger. He had my backpack in his hand- so he sat it down on the floor.
"Your neck bites are showing." I grinned, speaking quietly.
"Dear Jades. A man can't go three days without his neck bites showing." Mr. Indigo silently growled, putting his bright red ponytail on the neck bites.
"Oh. Well yours are too." He smiled.
I blushed in embarrassment, rushing to my room to find some kind of bandanna. When I found a black bandanna, I went back into the kitchen.
"Well. I hope that you are okay- since you rushed out earlier today." Mr. Indigo said, taking a seat on one of the kitchen table's chair.
"Oh… um… I'm okay… I just needed a break. And… not to be rude… but you really made me a bit pissed, I guess. Just watching me… and Willow… I think that me feeding on her should be a bit private. I really don't want my teacher to watch me eat." I whispered, sitting down.
"Well dear, you should not be mad. I do the same thing that you do." He replied calmly.
"Yes… but… You just… urk me. A lot, actually." I said.
"And why is that?" He tilted his head a bit.
"What are you hiding from me, Mr. Indigo? Just tell me. Right now." I snarled.
"I do not know what you are talking about."
His lips curled a bit.
"I mean… Why did you feed on me? And why do you like me?!" I asked angrily.
"I told you to not mention that again. Now should I make myself clear, Kortez? Because I have a few ways how to shut people's traps." He growled.
I felt nauseous again. Great.
"No, sir." I said- mortified.
"Smart girl." He replied.
"Well… I think that I'm not hungry anymore." I muttered.
Mr. Indigo laughed a bit.
Bleck served the food to us. I looked at Mr. Indigo. He wrinkled his nose at it- just a bit. When he took a bite, he looked disgusted. But Bleck didn't seem to notice- since he was eating his very quickly.
"This is… great." Mr. Indigo forced a smile on his face.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks Daddy." I replied.
Mr. Indigo looked at me for a few minutes. After everyone was finished, Mr. Indigo smiled at me.
"A word with you, Kortez?" He asked.
"Sure." I said uneasily.
He took me by my wrist to the end of the hallway.
"You really have the nerve to call him father?!" He growled.
"Yes. Yes I do, Mr. Indigo." I smirked, getting in his face.
"And do you have anything against that?" I continued angrily.
"Who is your real father, Kortez? What do you know?" He croaked.
He cleared his throat.
"Is he standing right in front of me, Mr. Indigo?!" I snarled.
He laughed, cooling off.
"Kortez, dear, you are an intriguing child. I would love it if you acted like my child."
"What does that mean? Please! What are you hiding from me?" I cried.
"It is complicated, dear." He sighed.
"It really is."
"No! It's not! You are sitting here and LYING to me! Tell me the truth, Mr. Indigo!" I screamed.
He took a deep breath. It felt like he was staring into my soul- in a way. All of the sudden, I felt warm and fuzzy. Comfortable- to be in fact.
He smiled a bit, then parted his lips to speak.
"Everything is fine right now, dear. And you must trust me." He said, putting his cold palms on my face.
"Are you sure?" I said- with my eyes closed.
"Mm hmm. Now stay here while I go talk to your… mm… father." Mr. Indigo nodded.
And with a kiss on the forehead, he left rather quickly.
Dear Jades I feel so drunk. I'm numb… Very very numb. But, I'm okay. I'm just fine.
Bleck and Mr. Indigo started a conversation when I was lost in my drunk-numb-happy land. They spoke very quietly. Their whispers turned into mumbles as I slowly walked into the kitchen.
Bleck pointed his finger to me.
"Come here, please." He whispered, wiping a tear from his eye.
I walked over to him as he placed me right next to Mr. Indigo. He snapped a picture of us from my smart phone- which was right next to him.
"Okay. You may go now." Mr. Indigo smiled.
I nodded.
Around fifteen minutes later, he left.
"Daddy, what did he tell you?" I asked.
"Nothing." Bleck replied.
"Fine." I shrugged.
"Well I'm going to bed." I yawned, stretching my arms.
"Okay." Bleck said.
"Oh dear Jades… I can't feel my legs…" Ellehctileavious groaned, putting his cup of whiskey down.
He looked at his favorite child- who was taking a nap in his bed.
"Xzalliff, get out." He said quietly.
The young father took a sip of his alcohol and- yet again- told his juvenile child to get out. But he didn't know that she was sleeping.
"Okay then. You asked for it…" The drunk father growled.
He got out of his chair. Ellehctileavious- at the age of twenty-eight- picked his daughter up. She yawned and slowly opened her eyes.
"I told you to leave." He said.
"…No you didn't…" The child spat.
The angry father growled, then scratched his young daughter on the back of her neck- making her bleed. Her eyes filled with tears as he choked her. The angry father then slapped his juvenile daughter-
"Gah…" I moaned, waking up.
My eyes widened a bit.
"Oh dear Jades…" I freaked out.
Who was that man in my dream?! And who… was the little girl…? And why did she look like me?! Oh no…
I got up from bed and thought of the threat of tears in my eyes. Holy crap I was scared. What's happening to me, and why?! Why is everything so hectic and confusing?
And why me? Gosh, I'm messed up. Maybe I really do have to go to a mental hospital.
Meanwhile~
I can feel that the child is scared, I really can. But I'm doing the best that I can. Honestly.
And I really do love her. Yes, yes, I do. She is such an intriguing individual. She has changed a lot since then. Back then…
Hopefully I can get some rest. Actually- hopefully SHE can get some rest. Oh dear. Thank havens she hasn't called me down yet.
But about that meltdown that she had tonight… I don't know. She knows way too much. She can outsmart me. The child is clever, I will admit that.
…She got that from me.
But what about simpler times, you ask?
Yes, yes. Xzalliff was a sweet child. Very small, slender, and short… I don't think that I could ask for a better kid. But when she grew ill… I just couldn't take it.
Oh dear. She's going out. When I mean that- I mean that…
Kortez is going out to the forest.
And she should NOT be where I am. I can tell that she just can't STAND me… It honestly makes me laugh. She's adorable. When she thinks that she's all tough and what not. But really- in the inside…
She's very kind-hearted. Well, she was to me when she was small. But my wife practically raised her, so I guess that Molly- my wife- rubbed off on her.
But now… my baby girl is… different.
She's adopted by that Blumiere- poor thing. I can't believe it. I couldn't watch her grow up. No- it was Mr. Blumiere that did. Excuse me for loving her.
I'm being way too emotional, really. But that's just my Xzalliff. My precious diamond in the rough.
I'm so happy that I actually got to talk to her this evening. She is so… interesting to talk to. Even though she got mad, I don't care.
I can feel her heart pounding against her chest. Dear Jades she's caught. By someone.
Not me.
She's being fed on… But… by who? Her blood flow is perfect, her eyelids are heavy, the child is tired. Her heartbeat is now steady.
Very steady.
She is still being fed on. Whoever this person is, it is going to- mm… I can't say KILL her, but make her faint. Oh well. She can lay there until I find her.
She is drooling. Her clothes are torn. The feeder has its foot on her chest.
She fainted. She is bleeding. I can feel her pain. I can taste blood in the back of my throat.
I need to find her. I need to take her to my house and get her washed up or SOMETHING. She is always welcome in my house.
I'm on to you, Kortez. And you better watch out.
~Did you like it?! My FAVORITE CHAPTER SO FAR. Long, right?! :D
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