Vlad had tried to get to get to sleep but was rather unsuccessful. He'd gotten about two hours of sleep in total but was too excited to sleep any longer. It was already 6:00pm, the sun would be setting soon, and he had to get ready. Vlad threw on a grey shirt he barely buttoned up, then tucked it into a pair of black trousers with a belt that it's buckle displayed the Dracula coat of arms, topped off with a black blazer. He hadn't taken off his necklace since he put it on last night, so that was an asset to his outfit as well. Feeling quite confident that he looked like a typical breather that was going to a party, he grabbed a bottle titled SAUVAGE and sprayed the cologne on his body, grabbed his phone that his father didn't know he had, and made his way to the front door.

Vlad was quite surprised to see an unusually normal looking Ingrid making her way down the large staircase in front of him. Well normal for someone who was most likely going to a party. "Sneaking out as well. I see." muttered Vlad into an unsuspecting Ingrid's ear. Shocked at the sudden presence behind her Ingrid turned around in horror to see her little brother, not looking so little, or innocent for that matter. He looked very similar to a play boy, which's prospect actually scared her. Vlad wasn't that type of person, although he pulled off the look quite well. Remembering her father was Count Dracula gave her the answer to why her brother could look like that without it seeming strange.

Vlad was experiencing rather similar thoughts towards his sister's appearance. His sister usually was covered head to toe in black, grey or dark red. Now, Vlad was staring at his sister with clear shock on his face. She was wearing a black leather jacket and underneath was a low-cut, tight, velvet red dress that was in Vlad's oppinion, WAY too short! Vampires weren't really in on that type of thing, vampires Vlad had been allowed to associate himself with by his father anyway. Never had he seen Ingrid in something so, well, how would you say this, unlike herself. He'd just realised how disgusted his face looked because Ingrid was now quickly trying to explain her outfit choices. Vlad was starting to feel like one of those overprotective fathers you saw on TV, and was inwardly cringing at how obvious he'd been with his feelings towards Ingrid's outfit. He just listened to Ingrid spluttering out excuses. "Well you see, uh- i've seen loads of breathers wearing this type of stuff um- online and outside making a racket from uh- time to time at 3:00am. I thought if I wore something like this i'd um- seem normal. Y'know, it wouldn't exactly scream vampire at you would it?" She said in a hushed tone, clearly panicking. Vlad had quite a good idea of Ingrid's real intentions of wearing that dress, but wouldn't call her out on it now. Ingrid did always love to be the centre of attention, and that she'd want everyone's eyes on her when she entered the school. She proceeded to look him up and down a few times though, telling Vlad that she didn't approve of his outfit choices either. She coughed and muffled the word 'playboy' in it to herself. Choosing to be ignore Ingrid's sly comment, Vlad made his way to where they kept their capes grabbing his and tossing Ingrid's to her.

By now it was 7:00pm if they didn't hurry up, they'd be late. Granted, it was fashionable to be late, but breathers tended to see it as disrespectful. Mentioning this to Ingrid, they both adorned their capes, transformed into bats and flew off into the now dark sky, hoping their father wouldn't track them down.


(Branagh's house)

It was already dark outside, Chloe was in her room getting ready and the twins were trying to decide who would wear the blue tie and who would wear the green one. Robin was also in his room, supposedly getting ready, but he wasn't. He was playing CoD4 on his PS4. He was still in his pajamas! He'd gotten an outfit out and everything, he'd just lost track of time. Chloe came into Robin's room without warning, scaring the breath out of his body. He'd nearly won, but got shot by 'UrMumsGay'. "How original." said Robin under his breath. "Why haven't you changed yet?" questioned Chloe. Robin just stared at his sister, wasn't it obvious that he had been on a winning streak, nearly beat his record of 27 wins in a row, then Chloe walked in, scaring him, making him loose. "I don't know" said Robin in an extremely sarcastic voice. "Neither do I" said Chloe getting quite annoyed. Robin just sat there. "Look, we're leaving for the school in quarter of an hour, can you just change quickly please?" Chloe said, trying to not sound too desperate. She hadn't seen Robin smile in what felt like forever, and wanted him to enjoy tonight. Robin, now realised he'd been playing for five hours got up, signalling to his sister to get out, and changed.

Robin never really liked to dress up. He'd chosen to wear a black band T-shirt, grey jeans with chains hanging from the gothic belt, and an old, tatty blazer he had found in his Paul and Ian's old room. The blazer was at least two sizes to big and the belt was in shambles. He really didn't care at this point if he looked presentable or not, all he wanted to come from this rare outing of his, was to find his old best mate. Chloe was calling him to come down stairs. Quickly, he ran to where the twins had been getting changed. He felt like he smelt a bit to 'I've been sitting in my room playing games all day' for his liking. He grabbed a Calvin Klein cologne and sprayed himself with it. Chloe was still calling him down stairs. He made his way to the front door, put on his black coat and black doc Martens with a rather disappointed look from his father. At least he'd agreed to go out, he could stay at home! He sped out of the front door and into Paul's car, and they started driving to the god forsaken school they called Stokely Grammar. Looking out the window, for a moment he swore he saw two bats flying above them, then swooping into a near by alleyway. He hadn't seen bats that big for years. Since the murders that took place years ago. He let his mind then drift to anything morbid that happened to cross it in the short space of time he had, before he had to socialise with former class'mates'. His last minutes of freedom.


I'd say it's a cliff hanger, but it's quite obvious who the bats are, and it's no suprise Robins thoughts are morbid either.

In the next few chapters, I'm kinda nervous with the rating (nothing sexual, more towards the violent side of ratings) if it should stay a T or if I should up it to an M so tell me what rating you'd prefer to read at.

Please RR if you can ~Minty