(Disclaimer: I own none of the Characters except James Buchanon William
Windsur + the story line.)
Stavick stood there for three seconds. The scales went away. Suddenly I got this faint blood lust for some reason. My face changed again, but this time no scales were involved. I felt cocky like I couldn't die, ever.
"I'm feeling a little puckish. Care to make that feeling go away?"
Stavick pulled out his gun. I heard his gun go off and three sharp pains. And before I know it I'm on the ground, shocked. My face goes back to normal. I'm grasping for air because the pain was just horrendous. He ran to my side and tried to cover the wounds he inflicted, and called for backup. As he leaned across me to grab something I sat up and shoved his neck into my teeth and started to feed. I drank the red warm liquid. It tasted so good. I knew I should stop but it was just too good and filling.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head still attached to the limp cop. The hand on my shoulder belonged to the guy I saw get his throat ripped out.
"I thought that is what you feared most of all, what you have become." He pulled his hand back slowly and set it at his side.
"I was afraid of becoming what I have always feared. But look at me. uh what's your name?"
"My name is Jeffri."
"I'm sorry you have to see the beast I have become." I turned my face and it changed.
"James, we all have our demons. Maybe they aren't as bad but we all have our demons." Jeffri walks over to me places his hand around my arm I look and we are at my house in the dinning room. My mum and dad where sitting at the table, mum was crying and dad just looked worried.
"Is this what they're doing right now?" I turned to Jeff.
"No. This is what should have happened. You where not supposed to find me. Your Mom got a call that you where killed. You should be dead right now. Not sucking neck of a cop. So it can be worse." Jeff walked over to the calendar we kept in the kitchen and flipped it from July to December. He turned around again and we where in my parents bed room.
"Um why the bloody hell, are we in my parents bed room?"
"Do you see how your dad is almost falling off the bed and your moms on the other side?" he turned to me.
"Yeah I see. Why?"
"Since that night the phone call came, your dad hasn't even kissed your mom. It just totally destroyed him. He stopped eating, sleeping, and even stopped the sanity." Jeff pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, it was a page from the calendar in the kitchen but it was February. Suddenly we were standing in a white place with doors that had bracelet size windows.
"I know this place this is the Washington federal insane asylum. But what are we doing here? My parents wouldn't be caught dead here."
"Are you sure of that?" He faced me towards the door at the end of the hall, the one without a window; he shoved me through the door. My dad was sitting in the middle of the room with his knees to his chest yelling, 'He's not dead, he's not dead, he's not dead.' over and over. I turned around and walked right back through the door.
"Why are you showing this to me." Just as I said that someone walked right through me. I turned around to see who it was. It was mum her to see dad or take him home, or something. I started to power walk to her. "Mum, mum can you hear me it's your son. Mum." I wanted to cry so much. But I didn't. "Why are you showing me this?"
"Because without you there is no Windsur family. You are the glue in this family."
"Can you take me back to my hole in the ground?"
"I have one more thing to show you." We walked outside and behind a dumpster I heard talking. Behind the dumpster my parents were sitting there rummaging through a garbage can outside of a restaurant. The door was open so when nobody was looking dad got up and took the plate of food that was sitting on the counter.
"Ok now what's going on?"
"This is your family after Buffy and William married. They couldn't have kids so they paid for artificial you know. But poof no kid so they spent every penny they had for you. But they never got you. This is your family without you. Either way your parents would be lost without you. And now you know that. So can I take you home? Oh one more thing you're not to be an only child any more."
"I'm gonna have a baby brother or sister?" I asked excitedly.
"Your gonna have a little brother."
"Whoa. I'm gonna be a big brother. Nice, nice. Ok you can take me home."
"I will only take you home if you help me with something."
"Well that depends on what it is that you want me to help you with."
"Help me come back."
AN: Sorry for the long wait. I had up to chapter 7 but I was using someone else's computer and it erased 2-7 so I have to re-write them all. But hope you like it.
Stavick stood there for three seconds. The scales went away. Suddenly I got this faint blood lust for some reason. My face changed again, but this time no scales were involved. I felt cocky like I couldn't die, ever.
"I'm feeling a little puckish. Care to make that feeling go away?"
Stavick pulled out his gun. I heard his gun go off and three sharp pains. And before I know it I'm on the ground, shocked. My face goes back to normal. I'm grasping for air because the pain was just horrendous. He ran to my side and tried to cover the wounds he inflicted, and called for backup. As he leaned across me to grab something I sat up and shoved his neck into my teeth and started to feed. I drank the red warm liquid. It tasted so good. I knew I should stop but it was just too good and filling.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head still attached to the limp cop. The hand on my shoulder belonged to the guy I saw get his throat ripped out.
"I thought that is what you feared most of all, what you have become." He pulled his hand back slowly and set it at his side.
"I was afraid of becoming what I have always feared. But look at me. uh what's your name?"
"My name is Jeffri."
"I'm sorry you have to see the beast I have become." I turned my face and it changed.
"James, we all have our demons. Maybe they aren't as bad but we all have our demons." Jeffri walks over to me places his hand around my arm I look and we are at my house in the dinning room. My mum and dad where sitting at the table, mum was crying and dad just looked worried.
"Is this what they're doing right now?" I turned to Jeff.
"No. This is what should have happened. You where not supposed to find me. Your Mom got a call that you where killed. You should be dead right now. Not sucking neck of a cop. So it can be worse." Jeff walked over to the calendar we kept in the kitchen and flipped it from July to December. He turned around again and we where in my parents bed room.
"Um why the bloody hell, are we in my parents bed room?"
"Do you see how your dad is almost falling off the bed and your moms on the other side?" he turned to me.
"Yeah I see. Why?"
"Since that night the phone call came, your dad hasn't even kissed your mom. It just totally destroyed him. He stopped eating, sleeping, and even stopped the sanity." Jeff pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, it was a page from the calendar in the kitchen but it was February. Suddenly we were standing in a white place with doors that had bracelet size windows.
"I know this place this is the Washington federal insane asylum. But what are we doing here? My parents wouldn't be caught dead here."
"Are you sure of that?" He faced me towards the door at the end of the hall, the one without a window; he shoved me through the door. My dad was sitting in the middle of the room with his knees to his chest yelling, 'He's not dead, he's not dead, he's not dead.' over and over. I turned around and walked right back through the door.
"Why are you showing this to me." Just as I said that someone walked right through me. I turned around to see who it was. It was mum her to see dad or take him home, or something. I started to power walk to her. "Mum, mum can you hear me it's your son. Mum." I wanted to cry so much. But I didn't. "Why are you showing me this?"
"Because without you there is no Windsur family. You are the glue in this family."
"Can you take me back to my hole in the ground?"
"I have one more thing to show you." We walked outside and behind a dumpster I heard talking. Behind the dumpster my parents were sitting there rummaging through a garbage can outside of a restaurant. The door was open so when nobody was looking dad got up and took the plate of food that was sitting on the counter.
"Ok now what's going on?"
"This is your family after Buffy and William married. They couldn't have kids so they paid for artificial you know. But poof no kid so they spent every penny they had for you. But they never got you. This is your family without you. Either way your parents would be lost without you. And now you know that. So can I take you home? Oh one more thing you're not to be an only child any more."
"I'm gonna have a baby brother or sister?" I asked excitedly.
"Your gonna have a little brother."
"Whoa. I'm gonna be a big brother. Nice, nice. Ok you can take me home."
"I will only take you home if you help me with something."
"Well that depends on what it is that you want me to help you with."
"Help me come back."
AN: Sorry for the long wait. I had up to chapter 7 but I was using someone else's computer and it erased 2-7 so I have to re-write them all. But hope you like it.