• *A brannekochan14 production*

    Chapter 1

    I remember that night like it was yesterday.

    I woke up to the sound of screaming, yelling, and objects clattering as they fell to the hard black and white checkered floor. I was in a daze I didn’t know where I was. I looked up and noticed I was under something made out of wood I slowly rubbed my eyes and felt a thick wetness on the rim of my right eyelid bringing my two fingers up my forehead I came to a spot that ached and hurt when I touched it this spot had even more of the thick substance on it. I looked at my hand and saw that that substance was . . . blood and then everything came back to me.
    The lesser, the fight, the punch that was given to me by the lesser. I looked up and saw a large wood post. . . the table? How did I get under the table? Maybe I crawled under it blacked out after that lesser took his pale revolting fist to my skull. After the clatters and banging stopped I knew my parents had gone unto the Fade. It was clear that the lesser was looking for me I crawled slowly from under the table not knowing where the lesser was when I saw that he was not in the den of our house I ran as fast as I could to the kitchen and there it was a 7-inch butcher knife. I stared at the thing before grabbing it. My reflection in the shimmering steel looked serious but I didn’t feel as if I knew what I was doing. Then it was crystal clear that I was about to kill this lesser and avenge my family. Running swiftly back to the den and under the table I went. Whistling as loud as I could. The lesser was there faster than I thought he would be. All I saw were his boots but that’s all I needed to see but I just needed him to come just a little closer to the table he stepped closer surprisingly but damn I couldn’t stab through his tough boots okay plan b I thought. I made a whimpering sound. The lesser jolted a bit and started to chuckle. Yeah you keep chuckling you pale b*****d! I thought. I was more than happy when the lesser got on his knees and peered at me “Gotcha ya little blood sucker!” the ugly lesser hissed. I spared no words for him I just plunged the knife into his left eye. The lesser howled in pain. I rolled from under the table and leaped onto his back, latched onto his neck with my left arm, curled my right hand into a fist and punched the hell out of him rapidly and nonstop. When the lesser stopped howling and screaming I knew it was time to try something else yanking the knife out of his eye still holding onto his neck with my left arm. I stabbed the lesser in his neck and then again and again until his neck and shoulders were covered in black blood. The lesser went limp and fell to the ground. Knowing it wasn’t dead I pushed it over with all my might. I crawled onto his stomach and stabbed until my hand went numb and then finally the popping sound and the poof. The lesser was dead and I was damn happy about it. I closed my eyes and laughed loudly at the fact that a child vampire nowhere near his transition killed such a big lesser. Then I stopped and looked at the blade covered in black oil. The blade in my hand. The blade I used to out that slayer. I felt suddenly sick and swayed. I dropped the blade and started to fall slowly. Then I was caught by a large figure and fainted.
    When I woke up I was on the couch. Was it all a dream I thought then I looked at my hand. Nope my hand was covered in dried black blood. But what was that figure and where was it? I got off the couch and looked around there was a man sitting in the recliner by the couch. I eyed him for a moment what was that all up the side of his thick neck?? It looked like a tattoo but it was so much more different it looked like engravings in a green leafy pattern.
    “hello” the man said with a smile
    “hi …” I said feeling my forehead
    “you really did a number on that lesser”
    “you saw that?!”
    ”yes I did. Impressive. Do you have any warrior blood in you?”
    “um I’m not sure”
    “oh well you got a name?”
    “khaos”
    “well that’s a warrior name! I’m Ivy “
    “So is yours, why are you here?”
    “Kid this was just a matter of being in the right place at the right time”
    “oh”
    “so what do we do??”
    Was he asking me what to do? I thought he knew what to do.
    “I don’t know” I said quietly
    The man Ivy ran his right hand through his wild brown hair.
    “ha well I have no idea any thoughts . . . ?”
    I looked down and then back up I cant believe I was about to ask a total stranger this.
    I opened my mouth “ . . . . c-can I come w-with you?”


    Chapter 2


    Looking back at it. It seems quite miraculous. I got out of my bed and walked down the flight of stairs to the kitchen to find Ivy there smoking a cigarette and drinking a hot black cup of coffee. “Morning sleepy head” he said and smiled. “Morning Ivy any coffee left?” “sure thing”. I poured a mug of joe and took a seat next to Ivy. He eyed my coffee and looked up at me “you still tired” he chuckled.
    “mm-hmm” I nodded. “we should work on moving your bedroom to the basement some ones transition is comin’ soon” Ivy cheered. “yaaaaaaaaaay” I said in a dull tone.
    Don’t get me wrong I’m super excited about my transcending into an adult vampire. Its just that Ivy had been talking about it for months straight.
    “Oh Brandon”
    Ya see Brandon is what I go by at school with the humans
    “what is it ?”
    “your judo practice has been doubled”
    “WHAT THE!!!???”
    “well you said you didn’t want to get involved with the brotherhood so until your transition hits this is how you’ll have to train”
    “okay but you should know I am already top of my class.”
    “Yes I know “if only the sensei would challenge you”” I listened to Ivy mock what felt like thousands of the things I say.
    “So do I have judo practice after school?”
    “Yep”
    I left the kitchen and went back up to my room to get some clothes on for school.
    I went to my closet and pulled out a pair of dark blue shorts that once were jeans and a dark and pale green striped tank top shirt. From the look at my shirts color I knew I was wearing my green high-tops.
    I grabbed my ipod plunged the ear buds into my left and right ears I turned the volume way up and listened to the lyrics of Fallout boy’s sugar were going down. I hopped into my bed and wondered what would happen after my transition I knew high school was out of the question. Maybe I was going to have to get involved with the brotherhood. I eyed the pair of platinum brass knuckles I had on my head board “haven’t used those in a while” I said silently.
    I eyed my clock 5:16 “time to get ready for school”

    After I showered and said my goodbyes to Ivy I stepped outside and headed for my all black H3 Hummer, unlocked the door, tossed my bag to the back seat and cranked it into ignition. The truck roared like a dragon god I love this truck I thought as I shifted into reverse and backed out of the drive way.
    I got to school really quick as usual mainly because I drive faster than I should. Driving on the back of the school’s terrace I found the perfect parking spot right under a large tree that cast an even larger patch of shade.
    Pulling into the parking spot, I shifted into park, grabbed my bag, jumped out and locked up and headed for Caldwell High’s back entrance doors.
    Going down the hallway I got to my locker and unlocked my simple silver and black combination lock. Rummaging through my locker I found what I was looking for: my algebra text book and my chemistry text book. I put them both in my bag and closed my locker door. “BOO!” It was my friend Cheyenne. “Hello Cheyenne.” I said and clicked my lock back into the small hole on the latch of my locker.
    “Scared you”
    “Nope”
    “Not even a little?”
    “Sorry”
    I looked Cheyenne up and down she was wearing an orange shirt that exposed her shoulders, With a black tank top underneath, A black mini skirt, orange and black thigh high socks, and to complete her little get-up orange converse high tops with her orange and black laces.
    “You look very . . . orange today.”
    “I know right.”
    “Have you noticed that were the only kids at C-High that dress like this?”
    “Yep and I’m damn proud of it!”
    “That’s the spirit come on lets get to class”
    I said and grabbed her by the hand. Pulling her along down the hallway to our 1st hour I glanced back at her, her short light brown hair was lightly flowing as I pulled her, her sapphire eyes sparkling like the moon and the stars reflection over a beautiful lake. Why did she always get that look when I took control and touched her? I’ve
    Always had a soft spot for her and I’m pretty sure she just noticed it . . . yeah that was totally it. Too bad I was going to disappear after my transition I would totally make her my shellan even though the fact that she was a human it’s just that I didn’t want to put her in danger. Damn her safety meant more to me than anything even my life itself.
    Before we got to class we stopped in the vending area I got a Doctor Pepper and Cheyenne got a bag of skittles: crazy cores.
    Getting to class really fast we took our usual seats at the far left side of the room. Cheyenne sat in the 6th desk and I sat right behind her in the 7th one. I glanced away from the chalk board and at my notes; the whole sheet was completely covered in blue hand writing and algebraic equations. I’ve really buckled down since junior high I thought as I thumbed through my notebook; nothing, nothing but notes. Swiftly and silently a folded up peace of paper landed right on my hand. I didn’t have to look from my notebook because I knew it was from Cheyenne. I unfolded the sheet of white copy paper and read the note it said: “Hey Brandon! Do you have Judo practice today? Because Id love to talk about something with you today at the park  it’s very secretive and I really can’t talk about this in a note well w/b . . . . Love you bye. ‘ ‘
    I smiled and started to write my reply: “Cheyenne yes I have judo practice today >.> my days AND hours have been doubled so I’m going to be practicing and training A LOT more but I can still meet you at the park  I’m in the higher class so I go later than the others and hey you can ALLWAYS come with me and when we get our chill time I can talk with you more but I’ll meet you at the park today at 4:20 so bye BABY CAKES! <3 LOVE YOU MORE!”
    I folded the note back up and placed it on her right shoulder. She grabbed it quickly and put it underneath her notebook. I tapped my pen against my desk repeatedly and then POP! I glanced down my peen had popped and my hand had the evidence all over it navy blue was all over my hand.
    “Damn it” I said quietly “do you need to be excused Brandon?” Ms. Yoist said. I could since the attitude in her voice. “Yes, yes I would love to be excused seeing that I have INK ALL OVER MY HAND!” I said not sparing any of the attitude. “Well you know where the bathroom is.”
    I got up and walked out of the classroom and headed for the bathroom. On my way there I saw Alex and Mia pushing a rack of books. “Hey Alex, hey Mia” I waved and approached them.
    They were library clerks so that explained why they were pushing that huge cart of books. Mia was my friend since junior high but Alex and I went way back we weren’t the best of friends in middle school but it got better and to top it off Alex was enrolled for judo classes too. “Hey Brandon” they both said. I hugged Mia and nudged Alex in the shoulder. “How goes it?” I asked and looked down at the ink on my hand. “Everything’s good except my judo time has been doubled.” Alex said angrily.
    “What!?” I asked
    “Yeah my parents told me I was going to be doing judo twice as much as I was doing.”
    What the? Was Alex a vampire like me? Was he hiding it? Was he wondering the same thing I was wondering?
    “Oh well I g2g” I said and proceeded to the bathroom.