IA Chapter by Flick"You know whats weird?" "Could it be the fact you're talking to me while pissing?"“Would you hurry the f**k up? We’re not even
supposed to be in here.” Dio hissed. “Hey! I’m going as fast as I can. You telling me
to hurry up is making this take longer than necessary.” Dreiden said, popping
the button on his pants and pulling them down, along with his boxers. “You know
what’s weird?” He said, looking at the poor handwriting that was littered on
the puke-green stall walls. “Could it
be the fact you’re talking to me while pissing?” Dio mumbled. Dreiden sighed,
pulled up his pants and opened the stall with a loud click. “You’re so mean to
me, Dio. It’s not fair.” He grumbled as he washed his hands. “Anyway, when are
we leaving? I can’t stand it here. Those weird creatures are out to get me and I don’t think it’s 'cause I’m sexy.” “I’m afraid I don’t think that’s why either.” Dio
paused and stared at Dreiden before hastily adding, “Not that I think you’re
sexy.” “Oh yeah, thanks, Dio. Way to crush my ego.” Dreiden
said after unsuccessfully trying to fix his Mohawk . He stared at himself for a
while in the mirror. His white hair was
crushed flat on his head and it was starting to get long on the sides.
His eyes were puffy, as if he had been crying and they had dark circles under
them. His teeth hadn’t been brushed for days and he could taste the stink. His
face was oily and he was starting to break out on his chin. His normally aqua
eyes had gone practically colorless. And his poor, normally luscious lips, were
cracked and dry. Dreiden bit at his lips, causing them to bleed as he pulled
dry, dead skin off them. “This kind of sucks.” was the last thing he heard
before the gut-wrenching sounds of wet
hit their ears. Dreiden sniffed the air and gagged shortly after. “They got
another one! God"f*****g"damnit! Not again. They smell so bad, Dio, its gross.”
He watched as Dio’s eyes lit up and turned slightly red in bloodlust. Dreiden
groaned and said, "We're not really gonna go out there are we?" But
we was never answered. Dio flew out the door so fast he was a giant, red and
black, blur. The smell of dirty copper filled the small room
that, well… Should actually be a broom closet it was so damn small. There were 10 people standing in a broom
closet surrounding two, very alive, bodies. Human? By the smell of the
blood, probably not. Vampyre? Those son-of-a-b*****s could go die for all
Dreiden cared. Which meant, no, It wasn’t vampyre. Animal? Unless it was an
animal mutated to look human, it wasn’t animal. Then the
wings and the stupid dinky ‘wands’ they carried around all clicked into place
when Dreiden realized they were kids. Tonight was Halloween and the stupid
sewer-rats liked to drag kids down here. Like Dreiden thought before though,
they weren’t human but he just couldn’t figure out what they were. They didn’t
look scared, which irked him to no end. First time Dreiden had been down here
he practically s**t his pants. The crazy-a*s mutated sewer rats were part human.
What person"Scratch that, what insane m**********r didn’t get freak
out over mutants? Apparently, these fuckers, who were starting at them with a somewhat
new found hatred which was pretty funny since the little f**s were chubby, in
fairy costumes and boys. Dreiden couldn’t help his Cheshire-like-grin and as
soon as Dio saw it, he was slammed into the wall. “Dreiden! You can’t do this
do you understand me? You can’t have anymore!” Dreiden spit in his face and
squirmed till Dio lost his grip, and he bolted to one of the kids, picked him
up, and went in giant blur down the sewer in search of his room. This is going to be fun. © 2010 FlickAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 24, 2010 Last Updated on July 29, 2010 AuthorFlickPortland, ORAbout..::Useless Information::.. I'm a complicated individual, with a mind that will not shut down. Some people grow up, some don't. Everyone is different. I don't believe in labels. You're not .. more..Writing
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