Very Important Author's note: As the school year comes to a close, I will
not be able to update as often as I rely on the usually working school
computers for my writing. I will update all my fics, and attempt to write
more over the summer, hopefully at my dad's where my sister and I have our
own computer. Ciao for now, and enjoy your summer!
Siblings Reunite
"It was weird to see Terry. He was all thin, and I wasn't allowed to talk loud or hug him or anything. He looked at me funny, like he was sick or something. Mr. Wayne said he wasn't well yet. I'll say. He really looked awful."
~~
Standing outside the front door, Raven crouched a little so she could be eye level with Matt.
"Now Matt. When we go in, it is most important that you speak quietly, as not to frighten your brother."
"Terry's inside? He isn't dead?" Matt asked in a louder voice than needed.
"Shhhh!" Raven shushed him.
"Sorry." Matt whispered.
"Now, as I was saying. You cannot hug him either. You can do that later, though. After he is strong again."
"Okay." Raven smiled and led him in.
~~
Matt really tried to suppress the urge to shout his brother's name and run up and hug him. Terry attempted a weak smile, but one of his fangs slipped through, and he looked a little odd.
"Lesson one will be sheathing and unsheathing, Terry." Raven said, almost laughing. Just then, Terry fell onto his knees, and hugged his brother. No one had time to stop him. Terry clenched his teeth, not allowing himself to feed off his younger sibling. Both boys cried, holding each other in tight embraces. When they pulled away, Matt giggled.
"You're all cold, Terry." Terry smiled.
"Well you're all warm!" He replied. Matt giggled again. Commissioner Gordon looked over at Bruce with a smile.
"Now that we are done with the formalities," Raven said, softly, "We must get Terry's coffin. It is absolutely imperative."
"Yes. You are quite right." Barbara replied, "I will begin the arrangements right away."
~~
It didn't take long to exhume Terry's coffin, where a full-scale investigation began concerning his "missing" body. When the coffin arrived at Bruce Wayne's mansion, Terry slept for a full day. Upon awaking, he found a set of fresh clothing on the bed, presumably left by Raven and his brother. Terry smiled. He felt stronger, and more alert. Putting on the clothes, he went down to the kitchen.
"So you live again." Bruce greeted the teen with.
"Ha ha. You're a scream. So what did I miss?"
"Nothing except an investigation on dead body kidnappers." Raven replied. Terry laughed. "Here. Drink." She said, holding out a mug with a red liquid in it.
"What is it?"
"Blood." Terry would usually have been repulsed by the thought, but now, he was drawn to the fluid. He drank deeply, feeling stronger and more nourished by the swallow. The warmth flowed through his veins, filling him with the needed food.
"Where on earth did you get this?" He asked.
"I have contacts." She replied. "Now we must discuss the matter of schooling. Terry, you cannot return to school as yourself. You must take on a disguise. Terry McGinnis is dead. Returning as someone who is supposed to be dead usually results in disaster."
"Yeah. I don't think my friends would take it well."
"We can finish the needed requirements for your education later. Right now, we must begin your training." She said.
~~
A tall, lithe boy with slicked back black hair, black clothes, and blue eyes walked into Max's science class. He handed a note to the teacher. The teacher looked at it, and stood to address the class.
"Class, this is Trevor MacKensie. He is new to Gotham from England. Trevor, would you mind telling us a little about yourself?"
"Not at all. Well, as you probably heard, I'm from England, and I just moved hereto live with my great-uncle."
"Thank you, Trevor. Why don't you take a seat next to Miss Carr."
"With pleasure." Trevor replied, sending a very lovely smile in Dana's direction.
Siblings Reunite
"It was weird to see Terry. He was all thin, and I wasn't allowed to talk loud or hug him or anything. He looked at me funny, like he was sick or something. Mr. Wayne said he wasn't well yet. I'll say. He really looked awful."
~~
Standing outside the front door, Raven crouched a little so she could be eye level with Matt.
"Now Matt. When we go in, it is most important that you speak quietly, as not to frighten your brother."
"Terry's inside? He isn't dead?" Matt asked in a louder voice than needed.
"Shhhh!" Raven shushed him.
"Sorry." Matt whispered.
"Now, as I was saying. You cannot hug him either. You can do that later, though. After he is strong again."
"Okay." Raven smiled and led him in.
~~
Matt really tried to suppress the urge to shout his brother's name and run up and hug him. Terry attempted a weak smile, but one of his fangs slipped through, and he looked a little odd.
"Lesson one will be sheathing and unsheathing, Terry." Raven said, almost laughing. Just then, Terry fell onto his knees, and hugged his brother. No one had time to stop him. Terry clenched his teeth, not allowing himself to feed off his younger sibling. Both boys cried, holding each other in tight embraces. When they pulled away, Matt giggled.
"You're all cold, Terry." Terry smiled.
"Well you're all warm!" He replied. Matt giggled again. Commissioner Gordon looked over at Bruce with a smile.
"Now that we are done with the formalities," Raven said, softly, "We must get Terry's coffin. It is absolutely imperative."
"Yes. You are quite right." Barbara replied, "I will begin the arrangements right away."
~~
It didn't take long to exhume Terry's coffin, where a full-scale investigation began concerning his "missing" body. When the coffin arrived at Bruce Wayne's mansion, Terry slept for a full day. Upon awaking, he found a set of fresh clothing on the bed, presumably left by Raven and his brother. Terry smiled. He felt stronger, and more alert. Putting on the clothes, he went down to the kitchen.
"So you live again." Bruce greeted the teen with.
"Ha ha. You're a scream. So what did I miss?"
"Nothing except an investigation on dead body kidnappers." Raven replied. Terry laughed. "Here. Drink." She said, holding out a mug with a red liquid in it.
"What is it?"
"Blood." Terry would usually have been repulsed by the thought, but now, he was drawn to the fluid. He drank deeply, feeling stronger and more nourished by the swallow. The warmth flowed through his veins, filling him with the needed food.
"Where on earth did you get this?" He asked.
"I have contacts." She replied. "Now we must discuss the matter of schooling. Terry, you cannot return to school as yourself. You must take on a disguise. Terry McGinnis is dead. Returning as someone who is supposed to be dead usually results in disaster."
"Yeah. I don't think my friends would take it well."
"We can finish the needed requirements for your education later. Right now, we must begin your training." She said.
~~
A tall, lithe boy with slicked back black hair, black clothes, and blue eyes walked into Max's science class. He handed a note to the teacher. The teacher looked at it, and stood to address the class.
"Class, this is Trevor MacKensie. He is new to Gotham from England. Trevor, would you mind telling us a little about yourself?"
"Not at all. Well, as you probably heard, I'm from England, and I just moved hereto live with my great-uncle."
"Thank you, Trevor. Why don't you take a seat next to Miss Carr."
"With pleasure." Trevor replied, sending a very lovely smile in Dana's direction.