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Chapter 3: Kidnapped
Michael had taken Chris to a foster home while he was asleep. He had maken sure that the family would be able to handle him in his fragile state of mind. "Did you drop him off?" Selene asks as they sit waiting for the pack to wake up.
"Yeah, Mrs. Rosen seemed nice enough. I'm sure he'll adjust," Michael answers as he notices a change of expression on the lady vampire's face. "Is there anything wrong?"
"I don't know, I got the slightest hint that vampires were involved with the killing." Selene answers with a hint of concern in her voice.
"Do you think vampires were looking for something? Or maybe his parents got in trouble with Marcus?" Michael suggests as a couple of werewolves approach them.
"Obi-wan, there's a disturbance in the force." A brunette haired teenager jokes, shortly after him came Raze and Spider.
"Be serious Mouse." Spider says socking the younger teenager in the arm.
"What's wrong?" Michael asks standing up looking at the three.
"You'll never believe it," Mouse says with a sly smile on his face as they explain what they had seen.
-Foster Home-
"Rosie! Chris! Time for dinner!" Mrs. Rosen calls happily as she and the oldest foster child, Madeline, set the dining table. A small six-year-old girl with curly blond hair walks down the carpeted stairs dragging Chris by the hand.
Mrs. Rosen had changed him out of the hand-me-downs the werewolves had provided for him and into jeans and a tan long sleeved shirt, which was unbuttoned down his neck. "You're looking really handsome," Mrs. Rosen says as Chris just stops and stares into her eyes.
"Mommy, why doesn't he talk?" Rosie asks shuffling around in her chair.
"Its because he watched something really bad happen to his Mommy and Daddy and it scared his voice away." Mrs. Rosen explains lifting Chris into a chair next to her. The four of them pray before eating their and then starts eating the mashed potatoes and lamb crops. Chris eats his food in slow, small bites as a shadow walks across the front room to the door. A slow, rhythmic knock catches only Chris's ears who looks up from his nibbled piece of meat.
He slides out of his chair, quietly remaining unnoticed by the foster family who was playing a game of Sorry. Chris opens the door to look up at the tall, rough man who's standing there with Chris's mother. "Mama," Chris says in a small meek voice as he swings open the front door and attaches himself to his mother's waist. The longhaired man looks down at the boy's reaction to his newly resurrected Mother.
"Chris," his mother coos into his ear as her face slightly disappears into the boy's neck ridge. Her icy cold face rubbing against his baby smooth skin, his warmth absorbing the coldness of her. She slightly moves her head back, opening her mouth to reveal the same pin like canine teeth that her own murderer's had. She quickly moves in, her teeth breaking the soft warm skin of her once beloved son. Chris looks towards the man in horror as his mom drains him of his life.
"M-Mommy," Chris says with all his strength as his mom's tongue hungrily flicks at the open wound in his neck. His warm blood tasted sweeter than her favorite dessert, sliding down her throat and nestling itself in her belly. The man watches as the young boy's eyes disappear in the back of his head and he falls limp in his mother's cold grasp. His mom lets go of her small meal, watching him collapse onto the wooden porch.
"Christopher?" Mrs. Rosen asks as see spots the two people standing above the brand new foster kid that Dr. Corvin said to take special care of. "Chris?! Oh, my! What have you done?!" She runs over to pick up the unconscious boy but is stopped by a bullet to the back. Two of the men in black come from the kitchen, carrying the corpses of Madeline and Rosie.
"Let's get gone before those damned werewolves come," one says as the longhaired man glares at him. "Sorry, I didn't mean you." Chris's mother begins to pick up the small boy but doubles over in pain.
"What's wrong?" The other asks as Chris's mother quickly decays and falls to the ground. 'Holy shit! What the fuck is that?!" The longhaired man only smiles and lifts Chris over his shoulder.
"Isn't Devon waiting for a package?" The man asks as he walks out to a black car. The two guys follow him, stepping over the dead bodies of the women that littered the floor.
-Later that night-
Police had scattered around the neighborhood searching for any clues to the murder or the location of the small boy. "And the last time you saw him was this morning?" A light haired police officer asks Michael who leaned against the cop car, staring at the house that was covered in yellow police tape.
"Positive, I dropped him off while he was asleep because it was hard to get him off of my girlfriend." Michael explains as Selene steps over the police tape and walks over to Michael.
"Ma'am, civilians are not aloud on the crime scene." A police officer says, Selene looks over at him her icy blue eyes piercing his very soul telling him she a force not to be reckoned with.
"Don't go scaring the humans," Michael whispers into her ear as the police start questioning her. Michael walks over to the front door studying the chalk drawings of the bodies that once were there. A breeze blows through the empty house and Michael catches a two distinct scents: one of Chris and the other of the old leader of the werewolves, Lucian. (He's back? He was here?) Michael thinks to himself running to Selene who look like a mother who had just lost a child.
"What is it?" Selene asks as Michael pulls her aside into the darkness.
"He was here, Lucian was here. I think he took Chris." Michael suggests as a burning rage erupts from within his ice queen.
-Moslium-
Lucian walks through the darkened hallway, the boy, Chris, still hanging over his shoulder like a rag doll. He hadn't waken up because of the blood loss and was sickly pale. "Did you get him?" Devon asks as Lucian softly sets Chris on the stone floor by the ignorant vampire's feet. "Great and you had a vampire test out if he was the one?" Lucian moves Chris's head to reveal two holes in the side of his neck.
"His mother had a feast before she died...again." Lucian says as Devon picks up Chris and cradles him in his arms like a baby. Chris's eyes open but he does not fight back or struggle to get loose. His arms dangle to his sides as he lays limp in the vampire's arms.
"His eyes are pretty though," Devon says, Lucian rolls his eyes and glares at the leader's stupidity.
"The pure substance is like an extremely strong poison, any vampire or werewolf that bites him directly will immediately die moments from biting him. But if we separate the toxins we can create the cure." Lucian says as Devon stares amused at Chris's eyes.
"Strange how he can see everything and do nothing. The eyes that reflect everything they see, like pools of water." Devon says standing up and walking over to Lucian. "You know he is the only human being alive immune to changing into one of us. It's interesting really, how what we wanted is a small boy with the power to make our hopes and dreams return to us. A small boy who never heard of the existence of vampires or werewolves until we decided to kill him to save ourselves so that we might be able to look in a mirror without fearing the harvest moon or losing control and killing our loved ones."
"What are you blabbering about?" Lucian asks angrily as Devon stands at the entrance of his chambers with Chris still in his arms emitting a warmth he had long since forgotten.
"Tomorrow, every vampire and werewolf will know of the existence of Christopher Hollow." Devon says disappearing into the almost endless curtains to his room.
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Chapter 3: Kidnapped
Michael had taken Chris to a foster home while he was asleep. He had maken sure that the family would be able to handle him in his fragile state of mind. "Did you drop him off?" Selene asks as they sit waiting for the pack to wake up.
"Yeah, Mrs. Rosen seemed nice enough. I'm sure he'll adjust," Michael answers as he notices a change of expression on the lady vampire's face. "Is there anything wrong?"
"I don't know, I got the slightest hint that vampires were involved with the killing." Selene answers with a hint of concern in her voice.
"Do you think vampires were looking for something? Or maybe his parents got in trouble with Marcus?" Michael suggests as a couple of werewolves approach them.
"Obi-wan, there's a disturbance in the force." A brunette haired teenager jokes, shortly after him came Raze and Spider.
"Be serious Mouse." Spider says socking the younger teenager in the arm.
"What's wrong?" Michael asks standing up looking at the three.
"You'll never believe it," Mouse says with a sly smile on his face as they explain what they had seen.
-Foster Home-
"Rosie! Chris! Time for dinner!" Mrs. Rosen calls happily as she and the oldest foster child, Madeline, set the dining table. A small six-year-old girl with curly blond hair walks down the carpeted stairs dragging Chris by the hand.
Mrs. Rosen had changed him out of the hand-me-downs the werewolves had provided for him and into jeans and a tan long sleeved shirt, which was unbuttoned down his neck. "You're looking really handsome," Mrs. Rosen says as Chris just stops and stares into her eyes.
"Mommy, why doesn't he talk?" Rosie asks shuffling around in her chair.
"Its because he watched something really bad happen to his Mommy and Daddy and it scared his voice away." Mrs. Rosen explains lifting Chris into a chair next to her. The four of them pray before eating their and then starts eating the mashed potatoes and lamb crops. Chris eats his food in slow, small bites as a shadow walks across the front room to the door. A slow, rhythmic knock catches only Chris's ears who looks up from his nibbled piece of meat.
He slides out of his chair, quietly remaining unnoticed by the foster family who was playing a game of Sorry. Chris opens the door to look up at the tall, rough man who's standing there with Chris's mother. "Mama," Chris says in a small meek voice as he swings open the front door and attaches himself to his mother's waist. The longhaired man looks down at the boy's reaction to his newly resurrected Mother.
"Chris," his mother coos into his ear as her face slightly disappears into the boy's neck ridge. Her icy cold face rubbing against his baby smooth skin, his warmth absorbing the coldness of her. She slightly moves her head back, opening her mouth to reveal the same pin like canine teeth that her own murderer's had. She quickly moves in, her teeth breaking the soft warm skin of her once beloved son. Chris looks towards the man in horror as his mom drains him of his life.
"M-Mommy," Chris says with all his strength as his mom's tongue hungrily flicks at the open wound in his neck. His warm blood tasted sweeter than her favorite dessert, sliding down her throat and nestling itself in her belly. The man watches as the young boy's eyes disappear in the back of his head and he falls limp in his mother's cold grasp. His mom lets go of her small meal, watching him collapse onto the wooden porch.
"Christopher?" Mrs. Rosen asks as see spots the two people standing above the brand new foster kid that Dr. Corvin said to take special care of. "Chris?! Oh, my! What have you done?!" She runs over to pick up the unconscious boy but is stopped by a bullet to the back. Two of the men in black come from the kitchen, carrying the corpses of Madeline and Rosie.
"Let's get gone before those damned werewolves come," one says as the longhaired man glares at him. "Sorry, I didn't mean you." Chris's mother begins to pick up the small boy but doubles over in pain.
"What's wrong?" The other asks as Chris's mother quickly decays and falls to the ground. 'Holy shit! What the fuck is that?!" The longhaired man only smiles and lifts Chris over his shoulder.
"Isn't Devon waiting for a package?" The man asks as he walks out to a black car. The two guys follow him, stepping over the dead bodies of the women that littered the floor.
-Later that night-
Police had scattered around the neighborhood searching for any clues to the murder or the location of the small boy. "And the last time you saw him was this morning?" A light haired police officer asks Michael who leaned against the cop car, staring at the house that was covered in yellow police tape.
"Positive, I dropped him off while he was asleep because it was hard to get him off of my girlfriend." Michael explains as Selene steps over the police tape and walks over to Michael.
"Ma'am, civilians are not aloud on the crime scene." A police officer says, Selene looks over at him her icy blue eyes piercing his very soul telling him she a force not to be reckoned with.
"Don't go scaring the humans," Michael whispers into her ear as the police start questioning her. Michael walks over to the front door studying the chalk drawings of the bodies that once were there. A breeze blows through the empty house and Michael catches a two distinct scents: one of Chris and the other of the old leader of the werewolves, Lucian. (He's back? He was here?) Michael thinks to himself running to Selene who look like a mother who had just lost a child.
"What is it?" Selene asks as Michael pulls her aside into the darkness.
"He was here, Lucian was here. I think he took Chris." Michael suggests as a burning rage erupts from within his ice queen.
-Moslium-
Lucian walks through the darkened hallway, the boy, Chris, still hanging over his shoulder like a rag doll. He hadn't waken up because of the blood loss and was sickly pale. "Did you get him?" Devon asks as Lucian softly sets Chris on the stone floor by the ignorant vampire's feet. "Great and you had a vampire test out if he was the one?" Lucian moves Chris's head to reveal two holes in the side of his neck.
"His mother had a feast before she died...again." Lucian says as Devon picks up Chris and cradles him in his arms like a baby. Chris's eyes open but he does not fight back or struggle to get loose. His arms dangle to his sides as he lays limp in the vampire's arms.
"His eyes are pretty though," Devon says, Lucian rolls his eyes and glares at the leader's stupidity.
"The pure substance is like an extremely strong poison, any vampire or werewolf that bites him directly will immediately die moments from biting him. But if we separate the toxins we can create the cure." Lucian says as Devon stares amused at Chris's eyes.
"Strange how he can see everything and do nothing. The eyes that reflect everything they see, like pools of water." Devon says standing up and walking over to Lucian. "You know he is the only human being alive immune to changing into one of us. It's interesting really, how what we wanted is a small boy with the power to make our hopes and dreams return to us. A small boy who never heard of the existence of vampires or werewolves until we decided to kill him to save ourselves so that we might be able to look in a mirror without fearing the harvest moon or losing control and killing our loved ones."
"What are you blabbering about?" Lucian asks angrily as Devon stands at the entrance of his chambers with Chris still in his arms emitting a warmth he had long since forgotten.
"Tomorrow, every vampire and werewolf will know of the existence of Christopher Hollow." Devon says disappearing into the almost endless curtains to his room.
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