*Hand reaches out of the ground* "I live!" *Two other hands reach out* "And I've brought friends." So it's back after almost a year long hiatus Whitechapel Adventures is back baby! Frist of all I didn't expect this series to take such a long break, I got into Danganronpa last year and let's just say My Life in Despair School and some other Danganronpa stories took over my life. But I've missed this series so I'm bringing it back for Spooky Month along with two other fic's. so, without further ado. On with the story and MBAV Fan when you read this story I have missed you so so much I can't wait to read your reviews again.
A blood drive is a medical donation where people volunteer to donate their blood for future use. It's kind of impressive how doctors know how to extract it without hurting the donor. So, there's nothing to worry about when donating unless you have a fear of blood or needles or nurses. Okay, maybe you do have something to worry about, but at least it's not vampire-related; yes, you heard me right. Even a simple blood drive isn't safe from the blood-thirsty hunger of vampires. And today, I will tell you the story of how looks can be deceiving, especially when it's blood-related.
The story I'm about to tell you took place ten years ago. I was ten years old at the time.
Chapter 1: Line it up
My name is Dakota Natalie. I've been living in Whitechapel with my other friends Emily and Amy Jones, Cindy, and Chloe Johnson, Mimi Ninten, Mabel Pines, Esamanda, and Lizzy. After dealing with a group of cultist cheerleaders alongside Ethen Morgan, Benny Weir, and Sarah Fox, we were once again ready to relax. Too bad that's nearly impossible when you live in a town that is also a supernatural hotspot. It all started when a blood drive drove into town and set up at school. Originally, we weren't going to pay it any mind, but when a long line started to form and rumors of hot nurses attending the doner stands started to spread, we decided to check it out.
"Whoa!" Emily gasped, seeing the long line of males, "Never underestimate the power of desperate high schoolers."
"She's right look at this. It's like opening day for Revenge of the Sith all over again." Benny pointed out, "Just you know, minus the Stormtroopers."
"Star Wars stans, hot girl stans, they're all insane to me." Emily joked, pointing to herself,
"Haha, I wish I could disagree." Mabel laughed,
"Are you guys going to donate?" Chloe wondered,
"My Mom thinks I should. She says my blood is special." Ethen answered, "I think it's exactly why I should keep it where it belongs: in my vines."
"Dude, she has to say it's special. She's your mom." Benny remarked, "Anyway, the reason you don't give blood is 'cause you're too scared of needles, you big chicken."
"I'm not afraid. I just don't like them." He reasoned,
"Right the same way you don't like the commercial with the dancing crackers?" Benny laughed, "It freaks you out."
"It does not! Okay, I'm just uncomfortable eating things that dance."
"I don't blame you." Emily reassured, patting Ethen's back, "It's on the same level of eating fish while the severed head looks back at you."
"Ethen, there's nothing to be ashamed of; most people have a phobia of needles. You don't have to donate if you don't want to." Amy reassured,
"See, even Amy knows you're scared," Benny said,
"Oh, like you're rushing to donate," Emily remarked dryly,
"Uh no, they can lift your entire genic code from one drop! What if someone cloned me? No way am I…." Benny stopped mid-sentence after seeing one of the nurses, "Then again, I could stand to lose a point or two if you know what I'm saying."
"And that brings me back to my first point. Never underestimate desperate high schoolers." Emily recited,
"Come on unless your too chicken." Benny egged on clucking like a chicken,
"I'm not a chicken! I'm a hawk! With huge talons and laser eyes!"
"I think we need to get you an encyclopedia because you obviously have no idea what a hawk looks like." Emily snickered, "Speaking of which, Ethen there is an old saying my teacher used to tell me. "An apple a day keeps the doctor away. As long as you hit him with it really hard!" She recalled holding an apple, "I told you I don't need those counseling sessions!" Emily threw her apple at the school counselor, passing by knocking him out.
"Yep, nothing wrong with your aim." I smiled,
"What Emily is trying to say is you shouldn't let fear get in your way." Mimi spoke up, "Sometimes facing your fears is a good thing. We're not forcing you to do it but at least keep it in mind."
"You know what, you're right. I am not letting fear control me." Ethen decided, but after getting a look at the needle, he started getting weak-kneed. He looked around for an excuse when he saw Sarah.
"I just have to talk to Sarah about something." He stuttered, walking off,
"Fine more nurse time for me then," Benny replied,
"I think I should go too; Sarah's not looking too good." I noticed walking off to join Ethen,
"Hey, Sarah." We greeted,
"What's up." She greeted eating a bag of chips,
"Nothing much. You, okay?" Ethen questioned concerned,
"Sure, I'm fine. Why, don't I look okay?" She asked with a mouth full,
"You have, like, half a bag of chips on your face?"
"It's the blood, isn't it?" I guessed remembering Sarah was still a fledgling vampire,
"Fine, it is." Sarah caved, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand,
"Seeing all this blood is really getting to you, huh?"
"It's like letting the contestants from the Biggest Loser lose in a chocolate factory." Sarah compared,
"Wow, that bad, huh?" I asked,
"Do you need help I could be, like your diet buddy?" Ethen offered,
"It's Erica. I'm worried about; she doesn't have much self-control and if."
"Hey, Sarah." Erica Jones greeted wearing a doctor's coat, "Want a cookie." She offered, smiling deviously with her fangs out,
"Um, I think it's a little late for that," I spoke up as we stared in shock.
Welp Erica's up to no good again and we all know no good can come from that. I hope everyone enjoys the rest of this crazy story because I'm going to enjoy writing it. Before you go though my two other friends should be done digging themselves out of their graves.
Mabel: *Pants* "Who's idea was it to open this skit burred alive?"
Kokichi: "I don't know about you but I make a great Deadman Neeheehee."
"I know most of you know my gal pal Mable Pines but for you non Danganronpa fans out there this is Kokichi Ouma the Ultimate Supreme Leader and my new best friend. While Kochi won't be apart of the story him and Mable may do beginning chapter commentary sometimes."
Mabel: "You bet we will and let's just say next chapter is kind of important to our relationship with Rory. Remember that ship?"
"I will be sure to update this all month long along with two other stories expect another story based on the horror game At Dead of Night very soon.
All of us: Good bye everyone.