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The next morning I actually got up when my alarm went off, which is huge given the fact that I usually end up turning it off and going back to sleep, forgetting it ever went off. I brushed my teeth, took a shower and got dressed in black converse, jeans and a Hollywood Undead shirt that Mom had been trying to convince me to throw away.
Only Mom was awake, so I returned to my room and looked around. All of my furniture had arrived, but it wasn't in the places I wanted it. So I set to work, moving the desk and chair to the window. The dresser went over by the door. The bookshelf went in the corner, and I placed my two floor lamps at opposite ends of the room. When I was done, I walked over to the two boxes of clothes and started either hanging them up in my closet or folding them and putting them in the dresser.
I was hanging my posters when I heard Kayla scream upstairs, "Alyssa Anne! We are leaving now, so if you would like to come, I suggest you come downstairs immediately!"
I sighed and screamed back, "Kayla Rose! I will be right down!"
I grabbed a jacket and pounded down the stairs. I grabbed an apple and went out to the car. As Dad was driving, he went into a detailed explanation of what he did every day, and Tony and I left it to Kayla to nod and ask questions like she actually cared. I stared out the window, trying to tune him out, all the while wishing I had brought my iPod.
When we arrived, we got out of the car like it was on fire. That's how boring his lecturing was. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad, but I have a really short attention span, so I'm not the greatest listener in the world.
We looked around. Kayla looked at me with a dismayed expression on her face.
"This place is so big! We'll never find the stone with only three of us!" she exclaimed.
"We'll find it, don't worry, Kay." I said. "Remember you can do anything if you just believe!"
Kayla looked at me doubtfully.
"Do you believe a word of what you just said?" she asked.
"Nope, no at all." I said cheerfully.
My sister knows me so well.
We followed my dad who was talking to a man that was almost bald and had one of those single eyeglass things over one eye. I can't remember what they're called… oh well I'll think of it later.
"I'd like you to me my son, Tony, and my daughters, Alyssa and Kayla." He said to his boss as he gestured to me and Kayla as he said our names.
"Finally the little Thompson children!" he said in a pleasant voice.
I was going to point out that both Kayla and I were taller than him, but I decided to let it slide. This time. He was nothing but a crazy old man.
"Now then let's feel that firm American grip!" Lord McAshton said as he extended hand for Tony to shake. While he was doing so, a familiar red truck pulled into the drive way and Tony hid behind me and Kayla.
"Shake Lord McAshton's hand Tony." Dad said.
Tony both shook his hand and continued to hide behind us.
"They're all very eager to hear all about your family's history, aren't you kidss?" Dad asked us.
Kayla and I nodded our heads.
"Ahh, not right now I'm not!" Kayla said quickly as she looked over at Rookery who had just gotten out of his truck. He walked in front of it leaned against it while looking at us.
Oh! A monocle! That's what it's called! I told you I would think of it! Anyway, back to the story.
"Well it's a noble history indeed," Lord McAshton said, "McAshton's have ruled this country since time… in memorial." He noticed Rookery and his ugly car while Dad just smiled at us.
When Dad noticed the vampire hunter, he started glaring at Rookery.
"You'll have to excuse me," Lord McAshton said walking quickly towards Rookery, fairly fast for a man of his age, mind you. Rookery didn't even notice us, he was only watching McAshton.
"Alyssa, Kayla, and Tony, you kids stay away from that guy, okay? He's crazy." Dad said.
He guided us over us over to a large group of other men. We watched Lord McAshton talk to psychopath.
Lord McAshton was taking Rookery into his house. I poked Kayla and Tony and pointed at their quickly retreating figures. We slipped away from Dad and followed them into the house.
We snuck into the house, following Rookery and McAshton at a safe distance. After walking for what seemed like a long time, we all entered a huge, half-finished room with portraits hanging on the wall. Kayla pointed nudged us and pointed at one of them. I recognized it immediately. It was the girl from the vision! And she had the stone around her neck!
Lord McAshton seemed to know who she was because he led Rookery over to the painting and they both stopped in front of it and they looked at it.
"Our ancestor," Lord McAshton said gesturing to the painting, "Elizabeth McAshton!"
Rookery walked closer to the painting and started smiled hideously when he saw the stone.
"The Stone of Attamon." Rookery said evilly, making the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.
"My grandfather told me the legend; he said it was to die with me!" Lord McAshton explained to Rookery in an uncertain voice.
"Could still happen." Rookery said smirking at the frightened old man.
Who scares old people for fun? Everyone knows they have very little control over their bladders, and Lord McAshton looked like he just peed his pants. I actually felt sorry for him.
"She saw a ship, found it upon the rocks, though there had been no storm. There was no life anywhere, the crew was gone. Except one man who crawled ashore, injured but he was not mortal." McAshton said, he sounded like he was gonna pass out at any second.
"His name was Von," Rookery said, still eying at the painting. "Von Sackville-Bagg a vampire!"
"Elizabeth was taken by this," Lord McAshton stopped talking and with a pained look on his face, continued, "This Von Sackville-Bagg, and became one of the undead herself."
"Then what?" Rookery asked.
"Our family staked her!" McAshton yelled, "And Von as well."
"Warm-hearted bunch aren't you?" drawled Rookery. This from the man who tried to kill me and my siblings. Hypocritical, much?
"You of all people should understand!" McAshton stammered.
"I'm joking my lord," Rookery said rolling his eyes, "I would have done the same myself. So where is she buried?"
"Why?" McAshton asked in a panicked voice
"Like you said, we want to know if she's walking around. If I were a McAshton, I wouldn't want her looking for me. How do you like your stake, my lord," Rookery replied staring at Lord McAshton. That has got to be the most pathetic attempt at a pun I have ever heard in my life. Just sayin'.
Lord McAshton then left the room with Rookery following. we followed them, careful to be sure they didn't see us.
We followed them back outside to Rookery's truck, where Rookery got a bag of stuff. Lord McAshton lead him across the yard and into a patch of woods of. As we started to follow them again, two boys playing with toy guns appeared around the corner. They ran into my brother and all three of them looked at each other. The boys were terrified and screamed loudly. Not helping my headache.
"SHUT UP!" I bellowed at them while rubbing my temples. The kids fell silent.
"You're blocking the lord of the underworld!" He shouted at the two boys. Kayla and I tried to keep straight faces as we stood on either side of our brother, arms crossed and scowling at the boys.
"B-but w-we didn't mean to!" One of the boys stuttered. The other nodded in agreement, shaking un controllably.
Tony hissed making them stumble backward.
"I want you to crawl back to your room, get under the bed, and STAY THERE!" Tony roared, pointing towards the manor.
Wow.
"Y-yes Lord Underworld." The one of them whimpered.
They started running away until Tony yelled at them, "I said crawl!"
They immediately dropped down to their knees on the grass and started crawling as fast as they could towards the manor. I burst into laughter and hugged my brother and said, "That's how you git'er done!"
Kayla looked worriedly at the crawling boys who were now less than halfway to the manor and said, "Maybe that was too harsh."
Again, I told you she was soft.
Tony and I exchanged a look and shrugged as we said in unison, "Nah."
We then continued following Lord McAshton and Rookery.
We stood at a door and we could eavesdrop on Rookery and Lord McAshton's conversation.
Kayla, Tony and I had found another door that lead to a hallway thing that was above where Rookery and McAshton were. At the bottom where the two men were a large coffin and Rookery was trying to open the lid. Rookery handed a stake to Lord McAshton, and McAshton gasped as coffin was opened.
I felt Kayla shaking next to me and I also felt her nails digging into my arm.
I turned and smirked at her.
"Scared?" I whispered as quietly as I could.
She glared at me.
"No. Why do you ask?" she whispered back.
We both looked down at my arm.
"No reason."
Tony poked us, held his finger to his lips and pointed down at the two men.
While my little brother and sister listened intently to the conversation going on below, I stared into space, not bothering to listen. I was wondering how much trouble I would get in at school if I didn't do my homework when I heard McAshton shout, "No!"
I looked around to see what I had missed and saw Kayla leaning against the fragile looking railing, and then I looked down to see McAshton shaking in either fear or rage. My best guess was fear.
"No, I loved mother. She always smelled of gardenias." McAshton said quietly.
I could practically hear Rookery roll his eyes as he said, "Shut up."
The railing that Kayla was leaning her weight on was broke and it fell forward until all Kayla had to hold on to was the edge of a small overhanging part. Tony and I busied ourselves trying to get her back on solid ground with out being noticed.
So, I'm just gonna say this now: We failed pretty badly.
The two men continued talking and I thought we were going to get her up, but McAshton happened to look up and gasped. Rookery turned to see what the old man was looking at and narrowed his eyes as he saw Kayla hanging in mid-air. He strode over to her, grabbed her feet and pulled, causing Tony me to fall, too.
Rookery grabbed my brother and threw him into Elizabeth's coffin. He slid the lid closed until there was only a crack. Kayla and I jumped on rookery and started punching him until I yelled over McAshton and Rookery, "Kay, I've got them! Go get help!"
She opened her mouth to protest, but I cut her off.
"Just do it!" I screamed. She nodded and slipped away silently.
As it turns out, I didn't have them.
I turned back to Rookery, but he wasn't there. I stalked slowly to where McAshton was and said, "Now, McAshton, I want you to help me get my brother out of that coffin. You will assist me or so help me I'll-" that's a far as I got. Something hit me on the back of my head and my vision went black.
Hope you enjoyed this! I think it's gonna be Kayla's POV next chapter. Sort I haven't updated in like forever, school is crazy. I hate eighth grade! Grrrrr… Anyway, down to business! If you like the Hunger Games, there is a story by delcatty456 called The Inaugural Hunger Games. It's SYOT! Just sayin'. QOTD: favorite animal?
