Chapter 2. The Killer's Apprentice…
It wasn't usually like me to want to be sexy- wow… wait that was the wrong way to put it. Well, I guess what I really mean is that I don't like to go all out with dressing up, but let me tell all you ton-boys like me out there, getting a boyfriend kind of changes that. Not that I am saying Jace forces me to be like that, I just suddenly get the urge to do things, that I never had that before.
There's days for no particular reason that I'll dress up in a corset and lacy panties, a garter, and fishnet stockings. Jace loves it, I love it. Even when we make love, there are things I'll do, that I never thought I had the courage to do before. As long as it turns Jace on, I'm turned on. To be honest, there isn't anything I love more than making him cum, and cum hard. I get off on that!
Right, I think I got carried away, like you really want to know about my sex life.
Anyway- I decided to be scary sexy. No not like the bride of Frankenstein, or Morticia. More like those cool new costumes like the one of Freddy Krueger that is for a girl. It's only the sweater; some below the knee-high boots, the hat and of course the glove. I straightened my hair and wore it down, I wore make up that made me look bloody and dirty, not so much as burnt like him, but I liked it.
I opened Jace's door, with the hat pulled over my eyes. I lifted up my gloved hand and rubbed my index and middle finger together, making that terrible noise that they make in the film. I spoke in a low voice. Not scary, but sexy.
"Hello Jace." I saw him stand up in the dark, looking my way. "I'm here to make your nightmare come true!" I heard Jace chuckle and casually made his way over to me. He used his index finger to flip up the hat in order to see my face.
"Are you so sure that this a nightmare?" He asked me, I could practically feel him grinning.
"It depends on what you consider a nightmare." I stated in my low seducing voice. "Do you get off on blood?"
"You know it baby!"
"Oh My God!" Isabelle was walking by. She was wearing a Merlotte's waitress uniform from the HBO series True Blood. She wore a blonde wig with it tied in a pony tale. Much like Sookie Stackhouse. Simon was going as Bill Compton since he is already a vampire. Clever, I guess.
"You guys have the sickest sex fantasies. And I thought I was a freak in bed!" She continued to walk passed us, rolling her eyes and making disgusted sounds with her throat.
I turned to look at Jace, and smiled at him before kissing him and asking.
"What are you suppose to be?" He stepped out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He was now standing in the lighted hallway where I can see fully what he was.
"I thought you would be thrilled to see that I am Han Solo." I let out a loud HA and jumped up, wrapping my arms around his neck while kissing him! Hey, I am a huge Star Wars fan, and he decided to embrace it for me!
"Aww." I whined as I let go of him. "I wish you could've told me, I would've been Leia." I pouted my bottom lip at him. He chuckled than grabbed my hips while gently pulling me to him. His hands slid lower over my bottom.
"I think I like this costume better, not quite sure why though." He said while kissing me one last time before we finally detangled from each other and making our way out of the Institute.
For once Magnus wasn't holding the party. Nope.
It was some of Eric's friends, and it took a lot to talk Jace, Alec and Isabelle to go to a mundane party. I told them it could be just as fun. Which it is. So Mundanes don't have drinks that turn people in rats? I can handle simple easy beer. Not that I like beer, but that's beside the point.
This dude lived somewhere up state we had to meet up wit Simon, and then catch a train out. I was a little cold, due to the fact that my costume only consisted of a long sweater; a tang top underneath, and short shorts.. So short that you can't see them, and I look like I'm wearing absolutely no bottoms. This was the only fear I had with this costume, but I really wanted it. The Angel knows that New York is pretty damn cold in the winter… or fall… whatever.
Jace gave me his Han Solo jacket, but it wasn't enough considering I had nothing on my legs except for panty hose. Not that they're keeping me warm.
Oh well, I dealt with it of course.
Isabelle kept swearing that when we got to the party and inside the house I'd be warm, that the only thing I'd have to worry about was the ride there and back. I know they don't want me messing around with runes until we know exactly what I'm doing, but to hell with the idea of catching a train back home. I'm opening a portal for us! I will be damned if I am going to freeze to death.
We caught a taxi from the train, with me on Jace's lap. We told him the address off we went. We traveled pretty far, from a lot of congestion to practically none at all. Pretty tall family homes lined the streets; they were at least a half a mile apart. To be honest I loved the city, but it probably would be nice to live in a pretty house with a lot of room to run in the yard.
"We're almost there kids." The driver said, as we turned a corner. I saw a tall abandoned building, with broken windows and boarded doors. I kept my eyes on it for some reason, not exactly sure why until this day. I thought I saw a figure in a window, I squinted my eyes, it was hard to see in the breaking dawn as the sun went down, but it looked like a boy a little boy. And he must've saw me, because the second I made visual he ran from sight.
Probably kids vandalizing the place.
"Excuse me?" I got the driver's attention. He looked at me and answered with a 'Yes ma'am?' I smiled at him, and took one last glance at the retreating empty building. "What is that place?"
"Oh!" He looked in his review mirror. "It's an old meat plant, where they slaughtered animals. It's been shut down for years- decades now."
"Do they often find kids messing around up there?" I asked.
"Especially on Halloween?" He asked. "I'm sure, but last I knew someone still owned it, that little house right there?" He pointed out the window as we were coming to a stop to a neighboring house. "The guy who owns it still lives there. So I'm sure he's had to scare a few kids off. I don't see how most kids couldn't resist." He chuckled a bit. "Why the interest?"
"No reason." I smiled and shook my head. Jace thanked the cab driver and handed him some cash while we all piled out of the car. The party had already started; people were standing outside making out, drinking smoking, dancing, and inside doing whatever else.
Eric said that the host of the party is named Troy, and that his parents gave him permission to use their vacation house as a party central. The biggest reason was because it was somewhat in the woods, enough room on the property to have a barn fire, and the house was huge. Perfect place for a party, especially if it's Halloween.
"Hey guys, welcome!" Eric came running out with beers, Izzy and I refused them, because we rather drink hard liquor. "Well, c'mon inside, there's plenty more where that came from. I promise you this will be the night of your lives."
Whoa boy was that an understatement!
2 weeks earlier
For once his sleep was peaceful, his sleep usually consisted of his deepest darkest fears, but tonight he dreamt of a world away from this place. He dreamt of blurry faces and muffled out voices. But even though it was not clear, he was happy. He dreamt of a large round thing that seemed to be something you eat. On the thing were candles, he blew on them sending out each flame. He heard cheers and claps.
And a song
Happy Birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear…. Ada-
"Wake up, boy!" He slowly opened his eyes, he was back in his prison, the bright colors, the candles and the music was gone. The happiness washed away by darkness and fear. But he didn't feel fear, he felt hate.
"We have work to do." He whispered while stroking his hair. "Come."
He made him stand up, and helped him get dressed, they walked together down to the old building, all the while the man kept his arm resting on his shoulder, much like a father would his son. They arrived in the seller, where two girls hung from their wrists. He watched the first one closely, he turned his head to the other girl hanging from a wooden pole above them all, just like the first girl. She was awake and aware and pleading for her life. The first girl was only just then coming to.
He turned around and saw the man put on his apron, and grab a knife from the table. He walked up to the boy and made him walk closer to the crying girl hanging from her hands. Her wrists were bound by rope that hung on a hook from the ceiling. She now cried, begging for mercy. "Please let us go! We wont say anything, I promise just please let us go!" She sobbed, all the while just glancing at the boy every so often.
"Here…" the man went to hand him the knife. "Like I showed you." He looked down and backed away from it. The girls began crying louder.
"Shut up!" The man yelled. He looked back at the boy. "Now do it!" He shoved the knife in his view again. The boy shook his head. "Do it!"
"He doesn't understand, don't you see?" One of the girls' cried. "Run!" The girl cried at the boy, but he just turned and looked at her, the expression on his face was of nothing. It somewhat scared her. He didn't look scared, he didn't even look nervous. He looked at her almost as if she were the crazy one.
"Hold her still!" The man threw him to the floor at the girl's dangling feet. The boy looked at him still not obeying. "Do it!" The man yelled one last time and the boy held her legs together. The girl screamed at the top of her lungs, making the boy let go and cover his ears.
"I said…" The man came closer to the both of them, and took the knife in his hand and sliced the boy's forearm. "Do it!" He let go of his ears, ignoring the blood trickling from his arm and on to the ground. He wrapped his arms around the girl, keeping her still while the man impaled the knife into her rib cage, over and over. The other girl screamed as she watched her friend die before her eyes. Her blood spilled over onto the floor, and on the boy. He let it fall on his face as if it were nothing but rain from the sky…
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