Chapter 2 Satans spawn

I woke the next morning feeling really hungry. Noodle and I had eaten a large dinner before we left Japan but Japanese food never really filled me up. I opened my door looking both ways before walking in to the hall way heading towards the living room. I had no Idea where I was going so I just wondered the halls getting a bit lost.

"hmmmm I don't remember taking the lift" I thought to myself when I came to the end of the hall looking at the up and down buttons on the wall.

I turned stumbling back when I almost ran straight in to Murdoc who was standing there in his underwear. He smelled like booze and looked like he had been up all night.

"where you off to lov' " he asked flipping a cigarette in to his mouth and lighting it.

"I was looking for the kitchen." I told him as he offered me a cigarette.

I took one putting it in my mouth taking a puff as he lit it.

"This way" He said turning me around back towards the lift pushing the down button.

We got in heading down one floor, we got off and walked down the hall to the kitchen.

"Help yourself lov' " He said sitting down at the table grabbing the paper.

I made myself a some eggs and toast and sat down across from him.

"So where ya from?" he asked still looking at the paper.

"Stoke-on-trent" I told him. I heard a quiet huff from behind the paper before he asked another question.

"Whats a lovely young lady like you doin wondering Japan alone?" He asked from behind the paper

"Well my mother died 2 years ago from cancer, and well Ive never really know my father. He was in and out of my life when I was little but took off completely when I was 6, so I left home, traveled the U.S. with my band for a bit and some how ended up in Japan." I explained

I saw his fingers tighten on the paper a bit as he asked the next question on his mind.

"Your in a band?"

"was...they were a go no where type so I left. I wanna see my name in big lights some day but that will probably never happen sense you know I'm not really a singer. My father taught me to play before he took off, I play bass so..."

He looked out from behind his news paper, eyes wide as he looked me over like he suddenly realized something.

"Was your name again?"

"Nikki McCreery" I told him "My mom didn't want to give me my fathers last name so she named me Nicole...or Nikki for short...She said it was close enough to sounding like his name so she went with it...I think she said his name was Niccals...Nikki...Niccals...guess it sounds close enough. She would never tell me his first name...said it was better off I didn't know him." I told him as I picked at the food in front of me.

He quickly stood up not taking his eyes off of me as he set his paper down and walked out quickly. His eyes wide and grin completely washed from his face. He slammed the door behind him and I swear I could hear him run down the hall away from the kitchen.

"geeze what got in to him" I thought to my self as I finished up my breakfast.