The last chapter was the longest chapter so far. I'm proud of myself.
P.S. This is current day. As in, not in the memory tape any more. Just thought I should explain that. XD
Fatch was shaking a bit, fist stuck in the air, unable to force his mind to do this task. He growled at himself, he knew he had to do this. This was for the greater good of all creatures! If he didn't do this, then many good creatures were going to die! There was no other way!
Fatch took a deep breath and finally knocked on the door. ' And hell has officially frozen over... ' He thought bitterly. Luckily, the door had been answered rather. The person behind it, however, was not very happy to see him.
" What do you want?! "
This was one of the humans he paralyzed when they broke into the castle to kill him and his family. Darius. The only reason Fatch knew he would be able to help is because back in the day, when he stabbed him with a knife, it been a demon knife. It was actually a really good call. One, if he'd been demonic enough, it would've killed him. Or two, it could've killed him anyway. So yes. This was a very smart human. Fatch tried to stay serious and folded his arms behind his back.
" I, uh, need your knife. "
The human's expression turned serious as well.
" What makes you think I'd give you the demon knife?! "
Darius had a really good point actually. After all he'd done, it made sense why the other would be hesitant. So, he might have to get creative here.
" Well... There's a demon more powerful than me back at my school. And if he were to get to your world, he'd probably kill everyone and everything. So if you don't want the world to end you'll fork over that knife. "
Darius gave him a look of complete and utter shock before snarling and letting him in. Fatch was just grinning the whole way into the kitchen. The human rolled himself towards the counter, trying to teach for the knife rack. Fatch merely rolled his eyes and grabbed it.
" You keep a demon knife in the knife rack? "
Darius blushed, huffing and crossing his arms.
" Eh. I obviously can't hunt anymore. "
Now the creature snarled. He knew where this was going.
" If you're trying to get me to apologize you can just forget it! "
Before Darius could say anything, Fatch walked out the door. He had no intentions of getting scolded by the very hunter that's stabbed him back in the day.
The vampire stared at the knife, realizing he should probably tuck it away before a human screamed for him having it. He was about to tuck it beneath his belt when a scream etched through the street.
" Knife! "
Fatch immediately hid it behind his back, but multiple police men had already made their way over to him. ' Crud. ' He thought bitterly. ' Now I'll have to lay low for a couple days. ' At least they didn't recognize him for being a prince. Fatch narrowed his eyes, staring at each human that approached him.
" Now son, just give us the knife. "
The eldest cop said. Now, the LAST thing the prince wanted to do here was play dumb or be rude. That was what got him sent to jail. So he'd have to be calm and semi-polite. Though it was MUCH easier said than done.
" I'm very sorry sir. "
He said in a mono tone.
" However I need this knife. I am not going to kill some one, I just simply need it to prepare a nice dinner for my family. "
Now was where the lies kick in.
( AN: Don't lie to the police! DX )
" You see, my mothers been ill, and I need to make her something nutritious. "
Just like that, the cops began to tear up and let him go. Fatch grinned to himself once out of sight. ' That was just too easy. ' He thought evilly. Suddenly he tripped, the knife flying out of his hands and into the sewers.
" OH COME ON! "
He roared. It was like some stupid cartoon, seriously! When does that ever happen in real life?! The creature picked himself off the ground and headed over to the drain. Once close enough, he turned into a bat and tried to squeeze his way through the crack.
Sadly he got stuck. He swore, his bat form was fatter than his vampire form.
" Rrgh- come on! "
He hissed, trying to squeeze himself though. Finally, with a plop sound, he popped through, nearly landing in the sewage. He just stared at it for a second before landing in the sidewalk, turning back to his vampire self.
" Gah, I hope the knife didn't land in the water. "
He growled. He was NOT in the mood to go sewer diving. Gross.
Just then there was a scraping sound along the ground. Fatch looked down to see he'd stepped on it. He sighed in relief. No sewer diving for THIS creature. As he was about to bend down and grab it, something with a long-ish snout scooped it up into its mouth. Fatch looked up with a start to see an alligator.
" Oh come ON! "
He yelled at the ceiling.
" Seriously?! The alligator in the sewers bit?! REALLY?! "
The animal growled, lunging forward and trying to bite him. Luckily Fatch was used to fighting bears, so dodging an alligator wasn't so difficult. The creature hissed.
" Alright then! Lets dance! "
Clearly Fatch assumed he could win no problem. The animal roared and lunged at him once more. The prince dodged with ease, swiping his claws at the beast, landing a direct hit on its belly. Of course he'd managed to dig up a few scales, which lead to a pain digging under his claws, but he'd deal with that later. While the animal roared, Fatch grabbed onto its tail and began beating it to the ground repeatedly, until it FINALLY coughed up the knife. He huffed a bit, enjoying his mini temper tantrum.
" Thank you. "
He muttered almost incoherently before chucking the beast into the water. He grinned, turning around and grabbing the knife.
" Thank goodness... "
He said softly, before turning to go. Unfortunately, his foot slipped over the edge and he went toppling into the water.
Fatch growled, stomping his way over to the dimension tube, his hair now down and messy as the day it'd been cut. So much for avoiding the sewer water. He was going to reek for days. This stunk on SO many levels.
" EEEK! "
He heard someone shriek.
" KNIFE! "
Fatch immediately face palmed at that.
" Oh come ON! "
He shouted. Instead of lying through his fangs to the cops, he took of running at the speed of sound.
I know. Bad chapter. But hopefully funny! I'm trying to lighten the mood a bit. R&R please! S'il vous plait! (French)
