Chapter 7
Me: sorry im a little late
Fang: as usual
Me: shut up
Fang: make me
Me: you have my homework to do, that was the deal
Fang: Fine!
Me: good boy. Okay so just to clear things up the whole story, so far ;), is from Christian's pov so any 'Chris's in thought refer to Christopher
Fang: what the hell is this stuff!?
Me: math dumbo
Fang: there are letters!
Me: so? you did my year 7, 8 and 9 homework, why does it surprise you there are still letters?
Fang: its been six weeks, sue me
Me: get on with it or you arent coming to school anymore
Fang: black mail
Me: insentive
Fang: it was one mistake
Me: eight times!
Fang: shut up
Me: sorry about that, fang kept breaking things at school, the teachers told me to deal with him. Anyway, here's the chapter.
There was a lot to my father than anyone knew I think. I could see Aro's face take on a surprised look now and then, and he is supposedly the one who knew my father best. We had all gotten at least half-way through father's diaries and found nothing about the nomad, or any nomad for that matter.
"I think I found something" Chris called from the couch. Aro and I went over to him and looked on the page he was reading. There wasn't much writing but there was a picture and a name. I smiled and picked it up. Mavric – Western European Nomad was the caption on the photo. "There are more but none of them are nomads; they're all from covens, but they're all in Western Europe.
"We'll take them all, we might get some help from the covens if we see them" I flicked through the diary and pulled out all the photos.
"Well now you just need to pack a bag and you'll be good to go" Aro smiled tightly, he didn't really want us to go but he knew we had to. I took the photos back to my room and found a bag. I put the photos in and grabbed some shirts and jeans from both mine and Chris' wardrobes; I put in some human food as well.
"Aro, could you give us some cash?" I asked when he and Chris walked in the room. Aro left and came back with a paper bag with $20,000 written on it in black marker.
"Twenty-thousand?" Chris gawked and shoved the bag in my back pack.
"I want the change" Aro laughed. I nodded and pulled the bag over my shoulders. It was pretty light, thankfully.
"We had better go, and please don't tell anyone what we're doing, just say we're, I don't know, going on a trip for our birthday or something" Aro made a little cross over his heart and zipped his lips. "Thanks Aro" I hugged my kind-of-grandfather for a moment before stepping back for Chris to have a hug.
"just one more thing boys, take these," Aro handed a phone to both of us, they were modern but strong so they wouldn't get too dinged up, "you better call me at least twice a week or I am sending a tracker after you" Aro walked off a little before he turned and tossed us a set of car keys. He turned back around and kept walking, "not a scratch on that car." We laughed and made our way to the garage. Chris and I didn't talk much on our walk to the car nor on the short drive out. Annabelle, the new assistant, wished us good travels but didn't ask where we were going or how long we would be gone for.
"So, where should we head first?" Chris asked. I pulled out the map of Europe and the picture of Mavric. I studied the photo for a while, he was a well-built guy, like our uncles, he had choppy dark hair, he was a human drinker, he was pretty filthy and his shirt had no shortage of holes and fraying edges.
"I think he was in a forest area when this was taken," I thought out loud. I pulled out the map with the markers on it. "There's a mark on the Black Forest in Germany" Chris groaned.
"It just had to be Germany, even if Mavric isn't in the forest we'll have to go see the German coven to see if they've seen him recently, and they are not my favourite people" I had to hide my laughter. Twenty odd years ago the Germans had only recently heard of our existence and came to wish us happy birthday, they stayed the week and somehow they discovered that blowing off Chris' arms was amusing.
"Get over it, we're doing this for dad" Chris sat back, opting to focus on the road. There want much chat besides me muttering directions every now and then. It was somewhere between a seven and eight hour drive, which left me bored as ever and Chris wouldn't let me drive. After the first three hours I gave up and just pulled out the photos of the German coven. These photos were easily 600 years old, the moment I realised this was the moment my logic kicked in. "Who painted these?" I asked under my breath.
"What?" Chris didn't take his eyes off the road but he cocked his head in my direction.
"These photos are from before cameras were around before cameras were available, and I can feel the brushstrokes" I held one of the pictures out for Chris to run his hand over.
"So they were painted, big whoop, are you forgetting that Father is a painter? You've seen all of the paintings in his room. Chris had a point but after another look through the photos I found a picture that proved it wasn't Father who painted them.
"How could dad have done these if he's in one?" I raised an eyebrow at my brother and he sighed.
"You're going to make us find the painter aren't you?" I smiled at Chris and he groaned. "Who is in the photo?" He caved and I laughed.
"You're so weak, and it says it's someone from the Swiss coven, so it's on our way." Chris muttered something very un-polite and huffed.
"If we find the painter and he knows where Mavric is, we might not have to see the Germans" I bargained.
"Okay, we'll go see them. Where do they hang around?" Chris took a look at the photo before he let out a laugh.
"What's so funny?" I looked at my brother strangely.
"They're in Zurich; I've seen a few dozen of Dad's paintings that were from there. He must have been there with this Mavric guy for a while." I gave a slow nod. Someone's been lurking in the painting vault.
"Alright well another three hours and we can stop off and have a chat to the Swiss lot." I leaned back on my seat and closed my eyes.
"I have to deal with you bugging me for a few weeks, don't I?" I laughed at him and whacked his shoulder. It was going to be a long drive.
Me: yeah, little shoddy but i cant time jump too much so you get a couple of lovely little fillers coming your way
Fang: but hey, you'll get more updates
Me: yes, because im taking my computer to school this year, when my new bag comes in :D
Fang: there should be an update once a week
Me: somewhere between friday and monday probably
Fang: maybe
Me: yeah...
Fang: see you later!
R&R ^_^