Shadow in the NightSchool Day
Isaac had done it.
He had entered himself in the school he saw the mortals enter. Tomorrow, he would start at St. Hydros High. Isaac had met the secretary, a woman in her early forties.
Isaac would meet the principal tomorrow, before classes started.
'Looks like I have to go hunting tonight. In school, I might get hungry, and I can't just take a bite out of my fellow students just yet. It may not be body temperature, but a thermos of blood will have to suffice.'
Isaac walked back home, reliving the paperwork and questions.
FLASHBACK
"So, where do I sign up?"
"Excuse me?"
"oh, I'm sorry. I was asking about how I could participate this school. I am a late starter, just transferred to here from Austria."
"Oh, you're an Austrian? Welcome to America."
"No, originally I'm from France, but that's a long time ago."
"Well, do you have your basic knowledge? A degree of some kind?"
'How boring. I lived for 450 years, learning all of this stuff at least 10 times, and now I have to go though this all again. Ah, who knows, I might learn something new.'
"Well, you can give me some tests, if it would prove my ability to enter the class."
"Of course, but first, might I know who your guardians are?"
"My guardians? Oh, like parents. Well, they both died when I was young. But my foster parents are nice."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, you bring me back a note tomorrow, and I'll let you in. Sign these papers please."
"Don't you need to test me first?"
"I believe you. And if you are lying, we'll see that in your results."
END
'So boring. But, I got in. That blue haired girl, she has something. Her blood. It is the rarest kind, I have only tasted it twice before. Maybe...maybe I can keep her alive for a few days.'
Isaac sat himself down, taking out the registration papers he had signed. His signature was at the bottom of each one. Black ink collared al the blanks.
The boy vampire pulled out a blue pen and faked a new signature. He had taught himself a few different handwritings. 'That should cover things.' He put the marker back in his pocket.
It was hunting time.
Isaac pulled his hunting outfit back on and jumped on his roof.. From there, he quickly leaped from building to building, careful as to not be seen.
It had been a few days since the double murder in the park. The place was back open to public, so Isaac decided to try his luck there once again. He saw a group of girls enter through the gates. Friends, all high school age, from the looks of them. Some guys in a car had tried to hit on them, but they had brushed them of.
Isaac looked at the sky, the moon had started to appear, and traffic had begun to lessen. The park was near empty. He had to hurry, did he wish to catch up with those girls.
Floating to the forest part, he landed behind a few trees. How lucky he was.
The girls passed him, and not a spectator in sight. There where five of them, he counted. He could take them out by surprise, but where would the fun be in that. No, he would approach them head on.
With inhuman speed, he rushed himself forwards through the trees as to not be seen. The path they followed made a turn, and Isaac walked on it. They heard him coming, his black boots hitting the pavement. Isaac made no trouble as to hiding his arrival.
"Good evening ladies." He tapped his head with two fingers, a sign of greeting. They greeted him back, but before they had passed him, he turned.
"Aren't you scared of that murderer? I mean, it has only been, what, 4 days?"
The first one, obvious the leader, moved a bit in his direction. Her outfit was barely covering anything, only the parts that needed to be, and even there showing as lot of skin as being legal on the streets.
"No, we're not afraid. Why, should we?"
She moved even closer to Isaac. 'Interesting.' He thought, 'She's trying to seduce me, or something.' He had no time for such foolish games. Playing with your food was fun, but he was in a hurry.
Isaac took one step closer, grinning madly. "Yes, you should be scared."
His eyes started to glow, and in one swift movement, he had slit her throat with his thumb nail. The others started to scream and run. All, foolishly, in the same direction. 'Had they split up, I'm sure at least two of them would have escaped.'
With one long jump, he landed in front of them, grabbing one and biting her. She suffocated.
All three others ran and saw the gate, but in front of it stood he, Isaac, waiting for them.
"W...what are you?" One of them asked. Her two friends where now hanging like rag dolls in his hands. He twisted them, and both girl's necks where broken.
He dropped the two, and slowly moved to the last one. She wasn't wearing anything much better then the first one, but a lot less make up. He kissed her softly on the lips, before he whispered in her ear seductively.
"I am, your fantasy, your dream boy, and your nightmare's true form." He bit her in the neck, but with a lot less force then the one who suffocated. It pleased her, Isaac had trained on that. He could decide how much it hurt, or how much it pleased.
Soon, the girl fell limp in his arms. He went to the next one, and slit her wrist. The spilled blood was caught in a flask.
He did this too with all of the remaining three.
Isaac was ready for the night. Quickly, he left the park.
--Next Day--
It was almost 8.40. Isaac was still waiting in the principal's office. He had been there for almost an hour.
The door opened, and an older man stepped in. He had balding, grey hair, and glasses on, but his eyes still held an impression of youthful excitement.
"Good day...Isaac, isn't it? I am your principal, mr. Kraden. Now, I understand that you are eager to start your classes, so I'll keep this short. This school opens its gates at 7.30, and classes start at 8.30. I have a schedule for you here. The teacher in your first class will introduce you. That would be...miss Rachel. I'll give you a note that she has to appoint a student to show you around the school, since I am, unfortunately, too busy. That student will also help you catch up , if he or she wants to."
Isaac nodded, and shook mr. Kraden's hand. "Welcome in St. Hydros High." Taking out his schedule, he saw that his first class was in room 209. He quickly scanned the numbers on the doors near him. '104, 105 and 106.' He took the stairs, and soon found himself in front of a wooden door wit the number 209 on it. He knocked.
"Come in." Isaac opened the door and moved to the desk. The teacher, a young women with brown hair, accepted the note. She read it and stood up.
"May I have your attention, class? It seems that we have a new student today."
Isaac glanced at the class, and would have hold his breath would he have it. The two red-heads he had seen earlier where in his class. They where sitting besides each other, speaking softly to each other. The young man had a white T-shirt on, and some black pants. The girl had a red, sleeveless T-shirt with some jeans. The big guy leaned over to the girl, and Isaac once again was surprised.
It was the blue haired girl, sitting behind the big guy. What a coincidence. He had entered the school to find victims. To find her. He somehow thirsted for her. Her blood would be a treat. Now, all he had to do was to get to know her a bit better.
"Okay, class. This is..." "Isaac. Isaac Nuit" He said, remembering the French word for night.
"Okay, so Isaac, would you like to tell us a little about yourselves?"
Isaac had done this plenty of times, and it still annoyed him. "Very well. I was born in France, spend a while in Austria, moved here and went to this school. I like the night, and am an expert at martial arts."
The class awed. Isaac knew the martial arts stuff would do that. He noticed the girls giggle, and the guys look angry, jealous of his impression on the girls. 'If only they knew. I have absolutely no interest in any of these giggling bimbo schoolgirls.'.
"Very well. Okay, now. According to this note, someone will have to guide him through the school, showing him where you have lunch, classes and so on. Who should I...Ah, Mia. How about you? Would you please show Isaac around?"
Isaac looked to the class, wanting to find out who this Mia was. He couldn't believe his luck. The cerulean haired girl rose and nodded. "It would be my pleasure, miss Rachel."
"Great." The teacher smiled. "Isaac, there is a seat next to Mia. Could you sit there, then I can continue this class."
Isaac moved through the rows, and placed himself next to the girl. He was also behind the red-head girl. She turned, as well as her, what he assumed, boyfriend. "Hey, Isaac. Welcome to our school. I'm Jenna, by the way."
"Yeah. And I'm Garret." the guy said. "Hey, what was that about martial arts? Are you a fighter, or something?" "Or something." Isaac grinned. He pulled out his books, and began to read. Seeing this, the two turned back and mimicked his action. Mia smiled, and took out her own books.
'This could get interesting.'
Isaac had done it.
He had entered himself in the school he saw the mortals enter. Tomorrow, he would start at St. Hydros High. Isaac had met the secretary, a woman in her early forties.
Isaac would meet the principal tomorrow, before classes started.
'Looks like I have to go hunting tonight. In school, I might get hungry, and I can't just take a bite out of my fellow students just yet. It may not be body temperature, but a thermos of blood will have to suffice.'
Isaac walked back home, reliving the paperwork and questions.
FLASHBACK
"So, where do I sign up?"
"Excuse me?"
"oh, I'm sorry. I was asking about how I could participate this school. I am a late starter, just transferred to here from Austria."
"Oh, you're an Austrian? Welcome to America."
"No, originally I'm from France, but that's a long time ago."
"Well, do you have your basic knowledge? A degree of some kind?"
'How boring. I lived for 450 years, learning all of this stuff at least 10 times, and now I have to go though this all again. Ah, who knows, I might learn something new.'
"Well, you can give me some tests, if it would prove my ability to enter the class."
"Of course, but first, might I know who your guardians are?"
"My guardians? Oh, like parents. Well, they both died when I was young. But my foster parents are nice."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, you bring me back a note tomorrow, and I'll let you in. Sign these papers please."
"Don't you need to test me first?"
"I believe you. And if you are lying, we'll see that in your results."
END
'So boring. But, I got in. That blue haired girl, she has something. Her blood. It is the rarest kind, I have only tasted it twice before. Maybe...maybe I can keep her alive for a few days.'
Isaac sat himself down, taking out the registration papers he had signed. His signature was at the bottom of each one. Black ink collared al the blanks.
The boy vampire pulled out a blue pen and faked a new signature. He had taught himself a few different handwritings. 'That should cover things.' He put the marker back in his pocket.
It was hunting time.
Isaac pulled his hunting outfit back on and jumped on his roof.. From there, he quickly leaped from building to building, careful as to not be seen.
It had been a few days since the double murder in the park. The place was back open to public, so Isaac decided to try his luck there once again. He saw a group of girls enter through the gates. Friends, all high school age, from the looks of them. Some guys in a car had tried to hit on them, but they had brushed them of.
Isaac looked at the sky, the moon had started to appear, and traffic had begun to lessen. The park was near empty. He had to hurry, did he wish to catch up with those girls.
Floating to the forest part, he landed behind a few trees. How lucky he was.
The girls passed him, and not a spectator in sight. There where five of them, he counted. He could take them out by surprise, but where would the fun be in that. No, he would approach them head on.
With inhuman speed, he rushed himself forwards through the trees as to not be seen. The path they followed made a turn, and Isaac walked on it. They heard him coming, his black boots hitting the pavement. Isaac made no trouble as to hiding his arrival.
"Good evening ladies." He tapped his head with two fingers, a sign of greeting. They greeted him back, but before they had passed him, he turned.
"Aren't you scared of that murderer? I mean, it has only been, what, 4 days?"
The first one, obvious the leader, moved a bit in his direction. Her outfit was barely covering anything, only the parts that needed to be, and even there showing as lot of skin as being legal on the streets.
"No, we're not afraid. Why, should we?"
She moved even closer to Isaac. 'Interesting.' He thought, 'She's trying to seduce me, or something.' He had no time for such foolish games. Playing with your food was fun, but he was in a hurry.
Isaac took one step closer, grinning madly. "Yes, you should be scared."
His eyes started to glow, and in one swift movement, he had slit her throat with his thumb nail. The others started to scream and run. All, foolishly, in the same direction. 'Had they split up, I'm sure at least two of them would have escaped.'
With one long jump, he landed in front of them, grabbing one and biting her. She suffocated.
All three others ran and saw the gate, but in front of it stood he, Isaac, waiting for them.
"W...what are you?" One of them asked. Her two friends where now hanging like rag dolls in his hands. He twisted them, and both girl's necks where broken.
He dropped the two, and slowly moved to the last one. She wasn't wearing anything much better then the first one, but a lot less make up. He kissed her softly on the lips, before he whispered in her ear seductively.
"I am, your fantasy, your dream boy, and your nightmare's true form." He bit her in the neck, but with a lot less force then the one who suffocated. It pleased her, Isaac had trained on that. He could decide how much it hurt, or how much it pleased.
Soon, the girl fell limp in his arms. He went to the next one, and slit her wrist. The spilled blood was caught in a flask.
He did this too with all of the remaining three.
Isaac was ready for the night. Quickly, he left the park.
--Next Day--
It was almost 8.40. Isaac was still waiting in the principal's office. He had been there for almost an hour.
The door opened, and an older man stepped in. He had balding, grey hair, and glasses on, but his eyes still held an impression of youthful excitement.
"Good day...Isaac, isn't it? I am your principal, mr. Kraden. Now, I understand that you are eager to start your classes, so I'll keep this short. This school opens its gates at 7.30, and classes start at 8.30. I have a schedule for you here. The teacher in your first class will introduce you. That would be...miss Rachel. I'll give you a note that she has to appoint a student to show you around the school, since I am, unfortunately, too busy. That student will also help you catch up , if he or she wants to."
Isaac nodded, and shook mr. Kraden's hand. "Welcome in St. Hydros High." Taking out his schedule, he saw that his first class was in room 209. He quickly scanned the numbers on the doors near him. '104, 105 and 106.' He took the stairs, and soon found himself in front of a wooden door wit the number 209 on it. He knocked.
"Come in." Isaac opened the door and moved to the desk. The teacher, a young women with brown hair, accepted the note. She read it and stood up.
"May I have your attention, class? It seems that we have a new student today."
Isaac glanced at the class, and would have hold his breath would he have it. The two red-heads he had seen earlier where in his class. They where sitting besides each other, speaking softly to each other. The young man had a white T-shirt on, and some black pants. The girl had a red, sleeveless T-shirt with some jeans. The big guy leaned over to the girl, and Isaac once again was surprised.
It was the blue haired girl, sitting behind the big guy. What a coincidence. He had entered the school to find victims. To find her. He somehow thirsted for her. Her blood would be a treat. Now, all he had to do was to get to know her a bit better.
"Okay, class. This is..." "Isaac. Isaac Nuit" He said, remembering the French word for night.
"Okay, so Isaac, would you like to tell us a little about yourselves?"
Isaac had done this plenty of times, and it still annoyed him. "Very well. I was born in France, spend a while in Austria, moved here and went to this school. I like the night, and am an expert at martial arts."
The class awed. Isaac knew the martial arts stuff would do that. He noticed the girls giggle, and the guys look angry, jealous of his impression on the girls. 'If only they knew. I have absolutely no interest in any of these giggling bimbo schoolgirls.'.
"Very well. Okay, now. According to this note, someone will have to guide him through the school, showing him where you have lunch, classes and so on. Who should I...Ah, Mia. How about you? Would you please show Isaac around?"
Isaac looked to the class, wanting to find out who this Mia was. He couldn't believe his luck. The cerulean haired girl rose and nodded. "It would be my pleasure, miss Rachel."
"Great." The teacher smiled. "Isaac, there is a seat next to Mia. Could you sit there, then I can continue this class."
Isaac moved through the rows, and placed himself next to the girl. He was also behind the red-head girl. She turned, as well as her, what he assumed, boyfriend. "Hey, Isaac. Welcome to our school. I'm Jenna, by the way."
"Yeah. And I'm Garret." the guy said. "Hey, what was that about martial arts? Are you a fighter, or something?" "Or something." Isaac grinned. He pulled out his books, and began to read. Seeing this, the two turned back and mimicked his action. Mia smiled, and took out her own books.
'This could get interesting.'