I finally updated both chapters completely! Finally! Well sorry for the wait but the next chapter will be out soon.I think I finally got my desire to write back.
Please let me know what I could change to make the story better. I decided to get rid of the most of the cursing in the chapter, mostly because it's honestly not my style and I just feel uncomfortable writing them- considering I don't really say them a lot normally...
I Do not own Mystery Skulls.
NO PoV
It took Arthur almost two and a half hours to reach his block due to the demon making him take detours... and a lot of them.
While he was mostly in control the demon enjoyed making things exponentially harder for him by messing with his mind. It made him think he was going one way when he was actually going the opposite way.
By the time he reached his block it was well into the morning. Arthur could only hope whatever the demon was planning wouldn't happen before he could at least contact Lewis. He knew Vivi and Mystery would be sad but at least they would be safe. His feet were growing heavier and his vision began to blur behind the buzzing in his head.
"Crap!" He tried to push forward with more urgency, but only succeeded in falling flat on his face.
"Ow!" He mentally cursed the demon. When he tried to sit up he noticed a stinging sensation in his lower right side. The knife he had been carrying lay feet away from him and blood dyed his white T-shirt.
"That's fricken great!" He grumbled, trying to keep his cool as he inspected the wound. Luckily the knife had only grazed him. Despite the wound not being too deep, blood continued to flow.
Thankfully, the pain from the knife managed to clear away some of the fuzziness in his head. He took a minute to collect his bearings before scooping up the now tainted utensil.
Arthur struggled to stand up, but being already used to the pain, Arthur adapted in no time. He pushed the pain aside and pressed on.
Limping the rest of the way, he was thankful to finally have some peace from the pain that was his mind. As he neared his home he began having a sinking feeling something wasn't right. His suspicions were confirmed when he opened the wooden door.
He gasped in shock when he saw the other side.
Lewis PoV
"Hey, Lew-Lew!" Vivi called from the living room. I laid down the knife I was currently using to chop up some fresh vegetables.
I poke my head literally through the kitchen door to see Vivi standing by the stairs with Mystery by her feet. It was rare for Mystery to stay here overnight. He seemed determined to be by that traitor's side for some reason.
Yet, yesterday Vivi had insisted he stay the night. Arthur, of course, refused. It was obvious Vivi missed Mystery's company, but when he made it known he wanted to go with Arthur. Well, she wouldn't refuse. She claimed she was happy they were getting along well and that Arthur wouldn't be alone at least. Her eyes told a different story.
"Tch!" One more thing to add to the list of things that piss me off about him.
Any time Mystery stays here I get the feeling he's watching me or something. Like he's daring me to try something, but it has to be my imagination. He's only a dog, he couldn't possibly know what's going on. But still... I can't help but feel a bit unnerved whenever he's around. Like last night, for example. I could have sworn I saw him glare at me when we were having dinner.
"Yes, Vi?" I call back as I phase next to her.
"Holy cheese-biscuits! Lewis!" She shouted, jumping backwards a bit. "What did I tell you about doing that!?"
"Oops." I chuckle in humor. "Sorry, Vi. It's a habit."
She sighed. "Anyway, I received a call about the haunting in the Winchester's house. They agreed to let us check it out. I told them we'd be there by tomorrow afternoon. We're going to have to leave sometime this afternoon if we want to make it by then and have time to set up the equipment. The town doesn't have a motel room so we'll have to camp out in the van." She explained.
"Can you to go to Artie's house and get him for me. I want to pack up my things and then to head to the library to check some things out before we leave. You and Artie can meet us back here. Kay? It opens at eight so I'll be back around nine-ish. Make sure Artie has his things packed, it's going to be a long drive so we'll be away for a few things."
I groan to myself at the mention of that traitor's name. There's only one person in the world that I hate and I get stuck having to pretend to still be friends with him. It makes me sick, especially with how much Vivi trusts him... But there's no way I could do that to her. He's the only living person she has left. They've been best friends for such a long time and if I told her he was the one to kill me... It would kill her, and I'm still not sure if it would be literally or not.
So I agree to retrieve him and conjure up my human disguise. I put on a pair of dark shades so no one in public will freak out due to my hollow eyes.
As I'm walking down the road I see hardly any people. Of course, it's only natural since it's only about seven on a Saturday. Most people would be sleeping in on the weekends, but then again Vivi and I aren't 'most normal' people.
I could easily teleport to Arthur's home or send my deadbeats to fetch him for me. But, I happen to enjoy being able to walk amongst the living once again. It took me a while to gain enough energy to be able to use my human form for a while without it dropping at any given moment.
Walking was peaceful and relaxing. It's the one time I can feel alive again, and I was not about to give that up anytime soon. If keeping Vivi in the dark about Arthur is what it takes to have more moments like this, then I can deal with that... For now.
Besides, it's not all bad. I get to torture him any time we're alone. I'm not so stupid to do anything physical to him-
Except maybe a couple of good 'ole "friendly" punches when the others are around. I more or less toss him around a bit while threatening his worthless life.
I may not be able to kill him, but breaking his spirit has definitely helped ease some of these feelings. Plus it was as effective and far more fun than just ending his miserable life. It's times like these, though, when I'm all alone, that I begin to think of the past.
It was in my sophomore year of high school when I moved to this city with my adopted family, the Peppers. Due to my size, I was immediately scouted into the school's football team... As well as feared by most of the student body. The only people I associated with were a few members of the team. Despite the fact that they were my only friends, I found that we had nothing in common.
They enjoyed using their status to bully the other students, especially Brad. He the oldest of the group, quarterback, and my best friend. Even knowing what they did, I never did anything to stop them because I was too afraid. I didn't want to give them a reason to target me as well.
Even though I was well built Brad was a junior and there were more of them than there was of me. I found myself growing disgusted with myself for my cowardliness.
The one day I met Vivi.
That girl was strange, even back then. She was in my grade and had attended the school all her life. Because of her fascination with the paranormal, she didn't have any friends, but it never brought her down.
We met one day in chemistry when we had to partner up for a project.
We weren't the last two people without partners or anything like that. In fact, she raced across the room before anyone had the chance to get up and boldly stated
"Hi, I'm Vivi! Let's partner up! Okay?" I didn't want to refuse, who knew what she'd do. So I smiled and agreed. We spent more time together and learned more about each other. She encouraged me to quit the football team and join the art. I didn't like the sport much in the first place and had a secret passion for painting and drawing. Things went well the rest of the year.
A few weeks into my junior year I noticed that Brad and the others were targeting one student again. He was a student from two of my classes.
He had unique orange hair and undeniably memorizing golden eyes. He always wore the same orange vest, white long-sleeve shirt (the sleeves rolled up to right under his shoulders). He had orange jeans, white and gray tennis shoes and oversized wristbands.
Despite the strange fixation I seemed to have for him, I ignored the bullying he had suffered. It was something I used to regret often.
From what I could tell he was pretty shy and a bit clumsy. He would get scolded by the teachers for not having his homework assignments. Yet, he got near perfect scores on tests. I knew that the homework had to be because of Brad.
We spoke once when I was having trouble with a math problem while I was in the library. I had tried to ask a few people around me if they could help, but of course, they all shrunk back in fear or left. Right when I'd almost given up hope for help when he shyly came up to me from a few tables away from mine.
"I-I can show you how to do it... I-If you don't mind." He stuttered, his voice low, like he was scared to speak.
I was in shock. As far as I knew he had never spoken to anyone unless it was to apologize to teacher or Brad. Though, I guess getting bullied would do that to a person.
He must have taken my silence as a no because he began shaking and apologized profusely to me.
"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I didn't think! Of course, you wouldn't want my help- I'm not even that smart anyway. I'm so sorry for bothering you." He grew louder until a stern Shh, came from some of the nearby students. His entire face to turn red and apologized once more to the others.
"Hey, it's cool. I would appreciate the help. Thanks. Here grab a seat if you want." I reply, smiling as he stumbled to pull out the chair next to mine, dropping some of the papers he had been carrying.
He shot to the ground to pick them up, dropping the rest of his papers in the process. I get up from my seat and bend down across from him. While helping him pick up the papers I notice many are drawings of cars, car parts, and even some mecha suits.
"Wow, these are good." I compliment. He visibly stiffens but thanks me as he takes the papers and goes to sit in the seat. "So you into mechanics?" I ask as I take my seat.
He nods shyly, staring at the table. "I worked in my... Uncle's shop for before I entered high school." I ignored the pause from when he said uncle, thinking it must have been a sore topic.
"Wow. That's pretty cool." I tried to think of a way to spark up a conversation to try and get to know him a little more. Before I could come up with anything he cleared his throat.
"Anyway, We should get started. If you're ready that is. Free period will be over soon." I felt a bit disappointed, but I figure he wasn't used to this so I let it go.
It surprised me that after the session I understood more than I thought I would. The next few weeks I visited the library with Vivi so we could talk with Arthur again, but he was never there. When I tried to talk to him after our classes he would always rush out before everyone else. I couldn't help but feel hurt by the action.
I soon realized why he had been avoiding me lately. Brad.
After a few weeks passed I would finally make a choice I should have made long before. One day before class had begun, I noticed Arthur wasn't there. Angry, I excused myself from class despite the calls I got from my teacher.
I managed to stumble across Brad and his group. They had Arthur by the collar and was dragging him into the boy's locker room. From what I saw Arthur looked scared out of his mind while he struggled in their grasp.
When the doors shut I hesitated to do anything. I stood in the hall like an idiot for what seemed like a long time. It took Arthur's shout to kick me into gear.
"No! Please! STOP! NO!" The pleas became more desperate until they broke into terrified yells. Without thinking, I raced to the locker room. When I burst into the room I saw Brad and his friends surrounding the lockers. They were kicking and banging on one of them while a scared wine came from inside of it.
Brad turned around and shock is evident on his face when he sees me.
"What are you doing here, Lewis." He glares. It was obvious he was still sore that I left the team.
Instead of answering I push through the group. "Alright, everyone out!" I ordered once I reach the locker they were banging on. To make sure the knew I wasn't messing around I glared daggers at them, though at that point it was easy.
"Relax, Lewis, we're only having a bit of fun," Brad stated.
"Well, fun's over. Everyone out before I get angry." I warned.
The group began racing out the room. "Joy-kill," Brad called out as he followed the rest.
I sigh, all the anger disappeared, replaced with relief and a bit of pride.
I didn't spend long to relish the feeling. Instead, I hurry and open the locker to find Arthur pressed against the back, eyes shut and body shaking. Tears were rolling down his face, the filled me with many new feelings. I was angry at Brad, compassion for the boy in the locker, and disgust with myself. There was something else when I looked at the blonde, it made my heart skip a beat. I didn't have time to dwell on it, I had to make sure he was alight.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask. Arthur opens his eyes, my heart skipped a beat once again. His eyes were so pure and full of innocence, I can tell he's still scared and that made me both sad and angry. I help him out of the cramped confinement. That was when we finally became friends.
After that, I introduced Vivi to Arthur. It was unsurprising that she managed to get Arthur out of his shell, at least around us. Brad and his group left Arthur alone and I finally found that someone I wanted to protect. But since he and I were both men and I was sure he was straight I pushed back my feelings and tried to get closer to Vivi. And while it worked for a while, Vivi was able to figure out my feelings towards Arthur. She decided it'd be best to remain friends, though she still holds a special place in my heart.
I shake my head out of my memories. Of course, I won't deny that I had feelings towards Arthur. However, all those feeling died along with me, when he betrayed me. I should have known, of course, he would be in love with Vivi. The worst part of his betrayal was that he was the first person I cared for and trusted. I was in love with my best friend and he killed me all so he could get Vivi.
Hell Vivi and I weren't even dating when he did that. It would have hurt less had he gone out with Vivi, yet he killed me without a second thought!
The nostalgic feeling I had turned back into hurt and anger. Even though I loved him before, there's nothing but hatred for him now.
I soon realized I had been walking for a little over forty-five minutes. I decide to hurry and teleport to the house, not wanting to make Vivi and Mystery wait any longer than necessary.
I could take a few extra minutes to harass my ex-friend since I neglected to pay him a visit the past few nights.
Normal Pov
Lewis appeared inside of the mechanic's home, ready to tear into the blonde. However, it didn't take long for him to noticed the room he was in was in turmoil.
The chair was laying on the floor, along with the lamp that had stood next to it. Arthur's prosthetic arm laid nearby and pictures that hung on the wall were now shattered, glass littering the floor.
"What the?" Lewis mumbled, more curious than concerned. "Arthur!" He called out, when no reply came he tried again.
"Arthur!?" He called out- a hint of concern leaked through his otherwise annoyed tone- and waited for a reply. When there was none he began to walk around, only to find the bedroom was far worse. A the pool of blood soaked into the once tan carpet. He noticed a shining object away from the stain. Upon closer inspection, he realized the item was a crimson tainted razor blade. Before his death, Lewis would have been extremely concerned and scared to death. Right now, though, all he could think at the moment was "good for him. He deserves it."
He decided to call out his deadbeats to have them search nearby.
"Go search for Arthur. Vivi'll freak out if he turns up missing."
The three specters nodded eagerly, taking off in every direction.
Lewis growled, annoyed by the turn of events. He took out a cell that Vivi got for him when he rejoined the group. He sent a text to inform Vivi that he and Arthur wouldn't be there for a while since Arthur wasn't feeling well.
A few seconds later he receives a message telling him it was cool and for Arthur not to push himself.
"I got things covered here. These dingle-bats didn't have anything about the mansion. Meet you guys at Arthur's in about 15 minutes. Gonna pick up Mystery. P.s. Tell Arthur he better not over-exert himself or he'll suffer my wrath."
He replied right away with an 'okay' and slid the phone back in his pocket.
"Now, back to the issue at hand. You've better have a damn good reason for putting me through this or I swear you'll suffer a wrath far worse than Vivi's." He threatened out loud, knowing Arthur wouldn't be able to hear him. He decided to at least clean up the living room so Vivi wouldn't get suspicious.
Not long after he finished Vivi stopped by.
"Hey, how's Artie doing?" She questioned. "Do you think he'll be able to make it to the job?"
Lewis put on his most convincing concern act and replied. "I'm not sure, Vi."
"I'm gonna go check on him real quick." As Vivi attempted to make her way around but Lewis stopped her, not UN-suspiciously.
"Ah- He's in the bathroom right now. He most likely won't be out for a while. Actually, he may be contagious so it might not be a very good idea for you to see him at the moment."
Vivi stared at the ghost for a moment before nodding. Lewis tried to ignore the accusing glare he thought he felt from the glasses-wearing dog.
Finally, Vivi sighed. "Okay. I'll be back in a little bit to check up on him. If he gets worse, I'll have to reschedule the-"
"We've found him, boss!" Multiple voices cheered. The three deadbeats appeared from out of nowhere. They froze when thy noticed Vivi and Mystery standing in front of their shocked boss.
"Who are they talking about?" Vivi inquired. Suspicion was evident in her tone.
'Damn.' Lewis groaned from the turn of events.
Thank you guys so much for putting up with me lol
I hope you like this so far. I'm still going back and forth editing mostly because I want it to be good enough not only to you all but to myself as well.