Chapter 6: Holding up a Deal.

'Not now, Carter.' Alex demanded, speeding up his walk to a light jog, heading for the library, hopefully he could lose him among the stacks. 'Oi! We held up our end of the deal, we came here at night and got the shit scared out of us. Now it's your turn to do your end, you have to try and get on Tepp's good side!'

'That's about as easy as trying to build a bomb shelter out of wet tissues!' Alex demanded as they entered into the library.
'Why did you agree to it then?' Carter wondered, folding his arms.
'I don't know, I wasn't thinking properly...' Alex sighed as they passed the librarian- Mr Goth- as he continued to speak with Whateley.
'Now then, Wilbur, I have told you time and time again, I cannot possibly loan you the Necronomicon, it is a reference book and is not to leave it's case- Mr Carter!' Even with his back turned, somehow the librarian managed to spot Randolph. 'You know that you are banned from this library until next month. Please leave.'
With a sigh, Randolph nodded to Wilbur before leaving. Wilbur began to smirk darkly in reply.
'And stop spreading those rumours, Wilbur.' Mr Y. Goth ordered.
'What rumours, father?' He asked, watching Alex vanish amidst the library shelves.

'You know what rumours. I have spoken with Mr Tepp about it, and he is not amused by them.'
'Errr...'
Mr Goth sighed deeply at his son's refusal. 'The rumour we have heard circulating that there is something going on between Mr Gale and a member of the faculty.'
'Well, it makes sense, father. He's constantly wanting private words with him, discussing private lessons-'
'There is nothing going on.' the pink haired librarian demanded in a threatening tone. 'I assure you. It would be illegal and horrid.'
That won't stop me spreading words.. Wilbur thought.

(A/N: And rumours become reality if enough people believe them... Nyarly, your curse is backfiring in your face! He's not a Karma Houdini anymore!)

'He's saying what?' Kara snickered deeply at lunchtime. Alex was not amused by this, he had overheard a bunch of girls giggling and eavesdropped unashamedly on them and who had spread them. 'I'm gonna kill him' Alex groaned before swigging form a bottle of water. 'You believe me, don't you, Kara? Ceaser?'
'Yeah, but it's just...' Kara stopped to giggle. 'Funny.'

'Tch, Wilbur Whateley. We should have him suspended.' Nyarlathotep growled as he took a seat.
'What's your son done now, Yog?' Shub Niggaruth demanded before softly sipping her tea.

'Spreading vicious rumours.' Yog Sothoth demanded, continuing to read his book.
'Rumours that I detest...' Nyarlathotep snarled. 'I do not- and never will care about that human!'

'Well, lift the curse then, before this one bites you up the ass!'

'What?' Nyarlathotep sounded amused. 'This curse has recently helped me to gain power, I will not let it go now. Nothing. Will. Happen.' he stated solidly, standing up and giving his jacket a sharp tug. 'Good day.'

'Why do you want our blood again, sir?' Kara wondered as they sat in their class later.

The science teacher paced about in front of them, occasionally glancing at a large set of clean syringes. 'I want your blood, Ms Wilton, because now the time has come for us to start our biology immunity classes.'
'Your going to infect us?' Alex wondered.
'No, your blood will be drawn and then placed into a petri dish where we can then place it under a microscope and observe bacterial growth. Mr Whateley, you will be first.'

Wilbur gulped.

Alex looked nervously at the vials of blood. 'Mr Gale.' Alex gulped and looked up at the mention of his name. 'Your turn.'
'S-sir.' Alex stammered as he approached him. 'I- I don't think I can do this. I... I bleed... for a long time.'
Mr Tepp tilted his head, fixing a hand around Alex's forearm. 'Then this should work perfectly.' he gave an dark, yet angelic smile, stabbing the syringe needle into a vein forcefully.
'Shi- OUCH!' Alex yelled, cringing backwards. The moment he did so, Kara felt a strange energy in the air and the vials of blood- with no physical means of contact- were torn from their place on the desk, sent flying across the room and shattering against the far wall. The teacher looked at the dark crimson liquid pooling down the walls, then back at Alex; a spark of recognition in his eyes. 'Intruiging...' he muttered, applying a bandage to stem Alex's heavy bleeding. 'I shall speak with you after class.' he hissed before raising his voice. 'Mr Whateley!'
'Yes, sir?'
'Clean that off my walls!'
'Yes, sir...' Wilbur sighed, reaching for a cloth.

'Mr Gale...'
Alex tenderly felt his arm, watching the last student vanished out the door, leaving him and the teacher alone. 'Sir?' he wondered as the teacher shut the door behind them.

'Do you have many telekinteic episodes, Alex?' he wondered, sitting behind his desk once more.
Alex said nothing.
'Alex, come closer.' he found his legs moving without any concious thought, suddenly finding himself standing before the strict science teacher. 'Tell me about your family, Alexander.'
'Sir?'
'Just tell me.'
'What should I tell you...?'

'Is there anything odd?'
'No...' Alex considered it, green eyes flicking over the diagrams on the wall. 'Yes! My... My father, sometimes, when I was younger, he'd... He'd look at me and... All I'd see was confusion. He looked at me like I wasn't really his child. Then one day... One day... He...' Alex shook his head. 'Suicide.'

'Ahh... That explains it.' Mr Tepp nodded, resting his head in his hands. 'You may leave.'
'Yes, sir.' Alex nodded, picking up his rucksack and heading for the door.
'Alex.'

'Yes, sir?'
The teacher pointed at one of the desks. 'Your text book. Again.'
'Oh...' Alex hurried forwards to pack away his book and then once more proceeded towards the door. 'Alex.'
'Yes, sir?'
'I suggest you stay out of the school at night. It is not a nice place.'
'Ok.'
'Alex.' Again he was called.
'Yes, sir?'
'Don't worry about the blood. These things happen.' he added with a smile. Alex smiled back and was gone.

'You seem interested in Alexander Gale...' Hastur wondered as he paced in the staff room.
'Yes, indeed. He is only half human.' Nyarlathotep nodded.

'And... The other half?'

'Let's see; Extra sensory perception, empathy, extreme sensitvity to our energies, pyschokinesis, thirst for knowledge... WHO could it be?' Nyarlathotep mocked before growling. 'Yithian.'

'What?' Shub laughed; a high girly sound. 'How is that even possible?'
Hastur gave a small shrug. 'I can assume that the unfortunate Yithian intiated a mind transfer with Alex's father moments before their child was concived...'

'And I thought my children had problems.' Shub snorted.

'My arm still hurts...' Alex groaned, feeling the crimson bandage on his arm. 'He... He took- like- half my blood.'
'We feel the same, Alex.' Kara stated, glancing at her own bandage.
'What the hell happened in there? Blood flying across the room?' Ceaser wondered, munching on an apple as he reviewed his homework planner.

'I'd rather not say...' Alex stated.

'What did Teppy want with you?' Kara said before stopping to snort at what she had just said.
'I'd rather not say...' Alex repeated.

(A/N: Did Nyarly just smile at Alex? The Crawling Chaos... Smiling? Either he's having an twisted plan, or... The rumours curse is taking effect. Either way this'll be interesting...)