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Rotten Flowers. Chapter 5: The Black Book.
Sebastian looked at the black book that was on top of the table with disdain, he moved it between his hands, but nothing could change the results that he had seen there.
26 was a good number but it wasn't about the quantity, it was about the quality.
The shoe girl and her friend were a good quality, the owner of the house and the rest, bad quality. The moment a drop of blood touched the pages of the book you knew how good or bad a soul was and you could get black, red or something in between along side the name of the person whose blood belong to, he had never seen a pure red yet and he had been collecting for many years. Pure blacks were easier to find but useless in this case at least. And the black book didn't lie.
He took his drink and swallowed it in one go, it felt good, the burning going down his throat. He looked at the empty glass that was in his hand, while he heard Nick and Jeff laughed at something stupid and useless, sometimes he couldn't believe they were demons, he wondered what would happened if he asked them to decide between ripping a human soul and eating a bar of chocolate.
He put his drink down a little harder than necessary while the dynamic duo looked at him with worried expression.
"Are you okay, Sebas?" Jeff asked with his mouth full of peanuts.
"Yes and don't call me that" The worst part of this trip was having to share a room with the two morons, even if they had to pass as high school students on a "school trip" they weren't force to act like one, but this two were trying really hard, if he heard the word sleepover one more time.
"It seems that someone got his period" Nick said and Jeff laughed while he kept on eating the peanuts.
"Fucking morons" He murmured under his breath while he walked away from the table, he passed the bar that was near the door and took a look at the drooling barman that was pass out there, his big unseeing eyes were open and he didn't seem to mind to be serving alcohol to teenagers, tomorrow he won't remember a thing.
He opened the door and walked to the elevator that was across the lobby, he avoided looking at the couple who was clearly staring at him, seeing a "teenager" coming out of a hotel's bar didn't seem right and his blazer wasn't helping.
He stopped in the front of the elevator and pressed the button up, he looked at the red numbers that passed slowly before him, he crossed his arms and used the mirror that was between the elevators to fix his hair.
The mirror allowed him to see the storm that was outside, people entered the lobby in a hurry, leaving a wet trail on the expensive carpet, the manager seemed to have a permanent scowled on his face.
Ping. The elevator's door opened before him and Sebastian entered, he turned around and pushed his body against the elevator's metal wall while he extended his hand to press the floor he was going to, 26, for a moment the number made a tiny connection with something else in his brain and he frowned, but as soon as that thought crossed his mind, he heard a shout "wait".
Sebastian lifted his hand and pressed the close button, the last thing he needed was to make small talk with a human. But the man screamed again and the doors weren't closing, Sebastian pressed the button a little harder, a hand appeared between the metal doors and they started opening again. Sebastian frowned.
A boy entered, leaving a wet trail behind him.
"Thank you, that was close" He said to him as he passed a hand through his wet curls and looked at him with warm brown eyes while he tried to peel his wet jeans away from his legs.
Sebastian looked at him and smirked. Hot.
"You are welcome, I wouldn't pass the opportunity to talk to a beauty like you" The boy looked at him and bust up laughing.
"Beauty? You have a really rare taste, Mr…?" The boy asked while he held his clearly wet hand up.
Sebastian looked down at his hand and grimaced a little at the idea of getting wet but the thought of having the hot guy under him… or on top of him was very tempting.
So he took it.
"Sebastian"
"Blaine" The boy said while he smirked at him.
Sebastian knew that name.
'He killed half of us'
'He betrayed us all… but….'
'But what?'
'He was right, what they did to him… was…. Hell itself'
He didn't move, he just kept on smiling and shaking his hand, the person that was in front of him was dangerous.
Ping. The metal doors opened. 26th floor, he realized that Blaine didn't press any button.
A couple entered the elevator; too busy talking to themselves to see the tension between them.
"Well this is my floor, it was a pleasure to meet you Blaine" He turned around and walked out of the elevator, keeping his back to the doors as they started closing.
"A pleasure to meet you, too, Sebastian" Blaine said to him and Sebastian couldn't help himself and turned around to look at him one last time.
He was smirking at him, taking something shiny out from his pocket as the doors finally closed.
Sebastian stood there looking at the closed doors and lifted his head to see the numbers, he was heading upstairs. Sebastian started running.
He ran through the hallway until he reached the end of the corridor, he turned left and with a little push he opened the white door that lead to the stairs.
He knew he didn't own them anything, loyalty was the last thing that was on his mind, but without them he would never accomplished his goal and that was not acceptable, he want to be powerful, powerful enough to be free.
He kept on running, 5 floor, 4 floor, 3 floor, 2 floor, 1 floor, he stopped and pushed the white door, walking to the lobby. He slowed down and walked with his head high, while he passed the humans that were waiting for the rain to end to continue with their activities.
'did you watch the game?'
'look at that girl's butt'
'take them to the 5th floor, please'
Sebastian looked ahead while he passed the red sofas, the golden carpets and the business man who was clearly looking at the woman's cleavage that was in front of him, while she passed a red cherry between her lips putting her skirt a little higher and lowering her hand between the man's legs.
He walked to the wood's door that was at the end of the lobby where the bar was located. There was a new bodyguard at the door, he didn't have time for that, before the man could open his mouth, Sebastian put a hand against the man's chest and froze. Unable to move at all.
It will do for now, Sebastian thought.
He pushed the door opened and walked to the table that he had left before; Nick and Jeff were busy throwing food at each other.
"Back already Sebas, you didn't find anyone to fuck then, you must be losing your touch" Nick smirk at him while Jeff threw a potato chip in the air catching it between his teeth.
"Blaine" Sebastian said.
And in that moment he realized how bad the situation was. Nick and Jeff lost their smiles.
They stand on top of the building that was in front of the hotel, looking down at the ambulances and the police's cars that were there. The rain hadn't stopped but in a moment like that it didn't seem to matter anymore; their blue blazers seemed to turn darker with every drop of water that fell on top of them.
Nick and Jeff kept on looking and gasped as the first black bags started to appear, one, two, three, four, five, no survivors.
The rest of them weren't in the building that day; luckily they were busy "sightseeing". The newspapers were going to have a fest with this, 5 high school's students were massacre at a hotel.
It didn't matter that they weren't true high school students or that the bodies will mysterious disappear the moment they arrived to the morgue, Nick and Jeff just looked and moved their hands at the same time, holding them together.
Sebastian stood by the door with his arms crossed looking at Nick and Jeff, covering himself under the roof, avoiding the water. He looked down at his wet hand and tried to remember the felling of Blaine's hand against his. And he wondered what the warblers had done to anger a creature like that.
Blaine looked down at his hands, they were covered with blood. He was an idiot.
He had taken an unnecessary risk, but the moment he had heard that the warblers were in town, outside of their territory he couldn't help himself.
He brought his hand to his mouth and licked his fingers; once it was clean he grabbed the black book that was on the floor, it was as he remembered it, black and tiny with so much power inside. He opened it and put a little bit of the blood that had felt on him inside the pages, a second later he had a black page, he didn't expect any less from a group of demons.
He didn't know any of them, they were new and still wearing those blue blazers.
But the one in the elevator, Sebastian, he had known who he was; he could feel it in his handshake and his fake smile. It seemed some of the warblers couldn't keep their mouths shut, probably Jeff and Nick.
He looked down at the book and realized that the last 26 victims weren't there, over the years he had keep a journal of all the warblers moved, and the disappearance of 26 people was a warbler's job.
They had another book.
He got up from the chair he had been sitting on for the last hour and threw the book on the bed, before he had done anything he had made sure to book a room in a hotel where they didn't ask any questions.
He took his clothes and went to the bathroom; the blood was already drying up.
Burt Hummel opened the drawer of his desk and took off the scissors, he grabbed the newspaper and cut the note that he was interest into.
He threw the remaining parts into the trash basket and looked at the one he had on his hand.
Massacre at a hotel. 5 high school's students were murdered at a hotel….. The students belonged to the Dalton's Academy… they were in a school trip when…..