I have to do it. The last chapter got me excited. XD
Day four
It was about ten minutes after midnight now, and the entire ghosts manor was set into chaos. They were looking around wildly for their vampire guest.
Casper looked out the window, standing guard there incase his friend came back. Why would he sneak out in the first place? Had he even snuck out in the first place? What if he was in trouble? What if he'd been kidnapped? The ghost knew those chances were very slim, Fatch seemed to be able to handle himself just fine. But he couldn't help but worry about him. He was his friend after all. The young ghost turned and hopped off the couch, heading to the kitchen to speak with his uncles, when he heard them talking to Kibosh.
" What's so special about him anyway?"
Uncle Stretch asked.
" So what if he is the lost prince? What's the big whoop? "
" THE BIG "WHOOP" IS THAT IF HE IS THE PRINCE, THEN WE COULD ALL BE IN GRAVE DANGER! "
Kibosh shouted, causing Casper to cover his ears.
" ... Excuse me. "
The green ghost apologized. Or at least said as closely to an apology as he could muster.
" But this is much more dire than you seem to comprehend. The royal family were the strongest beings in the underworld. Do you know why? "
No one answered. Casper was at a complete loss as well. He'd never even heard of the royal family.
" It's because their not fully creatures. Due to an incident in the past, they are now three way hybrids. "
Hybrids? Hybrid creatures were so seldom anymore. The closest one would find were the occasional werewolf-vampires. Or whatever they were formally called. And even then the chances were slim, seeing as how vampires and werewolves were always at each others throats. Also, a three way hybrid? Casper thought those didn't even exist.
" And the things they were mixed with were as terrible as they get. "
" What creatures were they mixed with? "
Casper asked, to curious to be afraid of the others anymore. Kibosh sighed, as if the mere mention of it hurt his soul.
" They aren't... really classified as creatures. "
What did that mean? Maybe a human was one of the hybrids? Vampires with humans WAS a popular belief since that book Twilight came out. (Sorry for the mention of Twilight! XD)
" One was an angel... the other was a demon... "
... It seemed as if the unspeakable had happened. As if all time stopped. As if all hell broke loose upon the very mention of the hybrid creature.
" ... I see you all want me to explain... "
Kibosh muttered, gaining multiple nods from the other ghosts. He sighed, sitting down on the sofa and leaned back, looking at the roof. Slowly, he began to tell the story.
Zack growled in absolute fury and crossed his arms. This was the first vampire to ever exist naturally. He had really spiky black hair, stood about 6" tall, wore a black shirt with a crescent moon on the chest, white pants and black boots. He looked much like the typical vampire honestly. The only difference was that his special fangs were longer. He was currently sitting on a roof, watching the despicable scene before him.
The first angel and demon to exist, the most powerful beings known to the worlds, the best of brothers... were now locked in a death match. And they were destroying more than half the city with it. Honestly, Zack couldn't care less about what happened to the humans. But seriously? Taking out half the city over a silly family dispute was just plain stupid. And why were they even fighting in the first place? Zack was placing his bet on the fight was just about their differences.
' Innocent lives being destroyed due to an angel and a demons battle... '
He thought bitterly. It just didn't seem right to the creature. But why should he care? The mortals treated him like a freak. And in some ways, he kind of was one. But they were still living beings... and they still had very productive lives to live.
He growled again. He was seriously to nice at times. He knew he had to stop them. The creature got to his feet and jumped off the building, immediately seeking out the nether creatures.
" No body knows how the battle went. "
Kibosh concluded.
" But what we do know if that Zack won, drank their blood and gained their powers through the blood. I guess their blood had the ability to curse the consumer with it. Though, I'd consider it more a blessing. "
" Why? "
Casper asked gently.
" Because their family is, not only the rightful rulers to the underworld, but also the most powerful beings to walk the earth. "
Kibosh answered as if it weren't obvious. Said green ghost then floated up and looked at the clock. It was one in the morning.
" I must go. "
He said simply.
" I have business in deeds town. When Fatch returns, have him call me. Oh! "
He snapped his fingers in remembrance.
" And if he denies being the prince, pour some water on his hair. Au revoir. "
And the ghost was gone, leaving the other four there to ponder Fatch's identity.
~2am~
Fatch quietly opened the door to the manor and tiptoed inside, trying not to wake the ghosts. The boy was covered in various cuts and bruises, and with the occasional splatter of blood. Why? Because he'd just come back from a hunt, as he liked to call it.
He wasn't the typical vampire. He preferred animal blood, specifically bear blood, to human blood. To him, it was fun to fight for his food. The thrill of putting his strength to the test. He loved it, as morbid as it may sound. And besides, it was better than killing a human. Hunting animals just gave the humans a reason why they couldn't kill him. He had never killed a human in his life.
Upon closing the door, the lights flickered on, causing the vampires eyes to dilate in fear; he'd been caught. Slowly, the creature turned to face three angry ghost, whilst Casper remained elsewhere. Fatch grinned, to nervous to truly freak out anymore.
" G-good, uh, morning? "
He offered. He knew he was screwed. It was just a fact. Why lie? Stretch floated forward.
" You have a lot of explaining to do. "
He growled.
" Why didn't you tell us? "
Fatch shrugged as he had no idea what the ghost meant.
" You gonna have to be more specific. "
The ghost were not amused by his answer. Stinky floated closer, now easily towering over the boy.
" Why didn't you tell us you were the prince?! "
If Fatch had had a heart beat... it would've stopped. It seemed as if all time itself had stopped. No one moved. No one spoke. Until finally, the vampire did the unexpected. He LAUGHED.
" Prince?! Hah! "
He said humorlessly.
" The prince would have red in his hair! The prince would be rich and famous! He wouldn't be just some orphan who can barely provide for himself! "
His laughter had died, and he was yelling now out of anger.
" What is with you people?! I've been as nice as I could stomach, and here you are interrogating me! So what if I am a prince?! "
" So you don't deny that you are the prince? "
Stinky said intelligently yet quietly. Fatch glared now, trying to keep the fore mentioned demon at bay.
" Yeah. I'm the prince alright? "
He growled.
" What are you gonna do about it? "
" What were you doing tonight Fatch? "
Stretch asked now, trying to tune down the animosity in the room. Although, it seemed to do the exact opposite for the vampire.
" Hunting. News flash captain ghost face, vampires need to hunt! "
That managed to gain a few gasps out of the ghosts. This just made Fatch's glare deepen.
" I didn't kill anyone you jerks! "
Just then they heard a squeak from the stair case. Fatch turned his head and found Casper, who looked terrified to the bone. If he had any. The vampire looked down in self shame; Casper was the LAST person he wanted to scare. He sighed; he had to leave. Things were getting way to intense. With a snap of his fingers, all of his possessions were in his pack and on his back. That was a little spell he'd learned from Dusk. He looked up at Casper one last time before he had to turn away.
" ... Sorry Casper... "
He said softly.
" ... I-I gotta go... "
Before anyone could stop him, Fatch was already out the door.
~3:30am~
Lexi rushed to the door, the ringing getting rather irritating. Who on earth would be at the door at this hour? Once the shadow girl was at the door, she patted her hair down a bit, as she had a bit of a bed head. She then open the door, surprised at who she saw.
" Fatch? "
The vampire smiled weakly at her, shifting the back pack around a bit.
" Hey Lexi... "
He sounded upset about something. Did someone hurt him?
" Um, I really hate to ask, but, uh... c-can I stay here for a couple days? "
Lexi blinked, why would he hate to ask that? She had no problem with letting him stay here. They were in some ways siblings. The girl smiled and placed a comforting hand on Fatch's shoulder.
" Of course. Now, come on in and relax. You look tired. "
Fatch smiled and let her lead him inside and to the couch. He sat down and pulled out his journal.
" By the way Fatch. "
Lexi began softly.
" How did you find my house? "
Fatch blushed a bit.
" I, uh, caught your scent and followed it. "
" Oh. Cool. "
Phew. Lexi didn't find that creepy. Fatch almost immediately began writing.
The truth is out
People now think I'm a freak
Because I'm half demon and angel
But I think it makes me unique
I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I swear school is trying to kill me with homework and finals... XD R&R!
