Chapter 3
"What is THAT?" Kyra shrieked at Achilles when he sat down beside me. He looked up at her and raised an eyebrow.
"What does it look like? Food." He said. "Hey, Lexxi."
"Hey." I said and continued eating.
"It looks like…." I tuned her out. Not in the mood to hear her musings on the cafeteria food.
It had been about a week since Achilles and I had skipped school and spent the day down at Siesta. We hadn't talked much since, mostly it was him watching me and asking random questions that would pop into his head.
"Where did you get Fang?" he asked suddenly. For example.
"His mother was a Husky and her owner didn't want a wolf mix so he took the liter down to the river to drown them but as it turned out one fell out half way there and it was Fang. Matt was out running when he heard this whining and there he was. Just laying there in the open waiting for a predator to snatch him. Matt being Matt picked him up and took him home. The rest is history." I explained
"Oh."
And that's how it went every time. He would ask his question and say 'Oh' and that was it. Kyra however was a different story. I have no idea how she could be a loner. She is the most outgoing person I have ever met. Besides my mother. She never shuts up. And I love it, because I don't have to say anything just nod and smile.
"…Don't you think Ally?" she asked, pulling me from my reverie.
"Huh?" I asked unintelligently.
"Ugh, you weren't listening were you?" she asked, frowning.
"No, not really, I'm sorry." I said tiredly.
"It's fine. Why are you so tired all the time?" she questioned. Achilles stiffened. I frowned. Luckily though the bell rang signaling that lunch was over. Achilles and I headed to our next class.
"How was your day, Lex?" Matt asked at dinner that night.
I Shrugged. "Same, Kyra started going on about the cafeteria food again."
"Yeah, I always hated that stuff." He said wrinkling his nose up. We lapsed into silence after that. The night seemed to be like every other night for the past week until….
"I have a date tonight." He said suddenly.
"Oh?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, with Kyra." He said watching me carefully.
"How have you two met?" I asked.
"Her foster mother works at the hospital. Kyra comes by everyday and helps me out with some stuff. We've been talking. And she's 18 so don't be mad!" he said quickly.
"Have fun." I said and started to head to the stairs while placing my hand subconsciously on Fangs head as I walked.
"Wait! That's it? You're perfectly fine with my dating her?" he asked flabbergasted.
"Pretty much. You're my brother and she's my friend. I trust you not to do anything stupid and hurt her and I trust her not to do anything stupid and hurt you. Easy as pie. Don't rush home, I'll be fine." I said and continued to my room with Fang.
At about 1:30am Fang started to snarl and growl which made my bed shake. Sadly waking me up as well.
"What is it?" I whispered. He had his head picked up from where it had been resting on my thigh. He was looking behind me at my window. I rolled over and screamed. Two bright red eyes were outside my window watching me. They didn't move until I leaped out of bed. They disappeared only for the sliding glass door downstairs to shatter after a crack of thunder. I jumped and Fang booked it out the door heading for the stairs, snarling like a rabid animal.
"Fang! NO!" I screamed and ran after him. I held onto the sight of his tail until it went out the shattered sliding glass door, disappearing into the rainy night.
"Stupid mutt." A silky smooth voice said from right behind me. I turned slowly. Oh. My. God. It was the man with the red eyes who killed my parents and attempted to kill me over a year ago.
"Hello, darling. Remember me? Perhaps a name to put with the face? Yes, a name shall do very well. Melchior, my dear. A pleasure on my part." He said, smiling maliciously. He must like to hear himself talk. I didn't hesitate and ran after Fang out into the pouring rain. I ran into the forest that we lived near and ran around trees and over fallen branches and ran till my lungs burned and kept running. Until something ice cold rammed into me, knocking me into a tree so hard I know there would be welts if I survived the night. Which, by the look in the red eyes that now loomed over me, I wouldn't see the sun rise.
"How can the blood of such powerful beings be reduced to this? The last true descendent is COWERING under me." He snarled, raising a pale hand. "How pathetic."
That pale hand shot out and wrapped around my throat, squeezing and picking me up. Sliding me up against the tree slowly, while I clawed at his hands. Black specks soon started to pop into my vision. This was it, than.
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