Part five~ The bold parts in here are just song lyrics, Rabid. I'm sure you already knew that though. ^w^;;
DO YOU SEE THE REFERENCES? DO YOUUUUUU?
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This is your time to pay, this is your judgement day...
We made a sacrifice,
and now we get to take your life.
"Valentine, I'm terribly sorry for your loss..."
The fifteen-year old look up at the man with a dull red eye. His left eye was covered by a square, white eye-patch. "No you're not." He brushed the headmaster of the orphanage and entered the building, holding a bag of his stuff in one hand, and Grim cradled in his other. The cat was clinging to him, digging sharp claws into his skin, but Valentine was too numb to feel the pain.
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"This cat's so stupid. Watch this!" The boy grabbed Grim's tail, giving it a harsh yank. The cat let out a yowl, before darting under the nearest bed. The boy and his friend's laughed, but it was quickly silenced when a knife was held under the boy's neck, dangerously close to his throat.
"Do that again..." Valentine began, his red eye crazed and furious. "And it'll be you crying out in pain." The teenager lower his hand and went to go fetch his cat. "You will not hurt the only one I have left." he muttered.
"W-Who the hell does he think he his..." The boy tried to pretend he wasn't scared but anyone could hear the tremble in his voice.
"That's Valentine Claudius." The boy who had spoken was older than the rest, almost sixteen. He had been around when both Valentine and Adriyan lived at the orphanage. "He's a demon. You know how his previous caretaker died in a car accident?" The other children nodded. "That's probably a lie. I bet you anything Valentine killed her." A knife whizzed by the teenager's face, embedding itself in the wall beside him.
"Say that again." Valentine hissed, holding a wide-eyed Grim in his arm. His eye was narrowed and the grin on his face looked murderous. "I ******** dare you to."
The caretaker gasped, looking furious. "Valentine Claudius! What do you think you're doing?!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Valentine shrieked. He stalked over and used his free hand top pluck his knife out of the wall. He turned to look at the caretaker, who looked a bit stunned at his outburst. He pointed his knife at her. "My name is Valentine Thirteen." he hissed, before turning and stalking away.
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Valentine was laying on his bed, Grim curled up beside his feet. It was nighttime, and most of the other children were getting ready for bed. "I hate it here..." he muttered. The faces of his little sister, best friend, adopted mother, and adopted cousin popped into his mind. Valentine turned, burying his face into his pillow. 'I want to go home...'
The pale teenager let out a sigh after a moment, turning back to stare at the ceiling. He could here the other children around him whispering. About him. Valentine gritted his teeth. Something glinted of to the side, catching his attention. The teenager turned, staring at the lighter sitting on the table beside the bed next to his.The redhead that used to sleep there had been adopted earlier along with his two friends, by an old, kindly-looking man.
Valentine continued to stare at the lighter, a plan forming in his mind. He grinned, closing his eye.
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Later that night, after everyone had gone to sleep...
Valentine opened his eye and glanced around the room, before sitting up and getting out of his bed. He grabbed his stuff and shoved it into a bag, which he slung over his shoulder. Then, he went to Grim, giving the cat a cautious poke. "Grim..."
The black cat looked up, blinking his large yellow eyes. He looked frightened, but didn't make a sound. It was almost as if he understood the situation.
Valentine grinned, scooping the cat into his arms. "Shh, be quiet now..." He pocketed the lighter he had seen earlier, before leaving the room.
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Valentine's eye was wide with glee and insanity as he watched the house burn. He could here the screams and shouting from inside. The black-haired teenager let out a high-pitched giggle. "You can't escape~" he said to no-one.
Not but about twenty minutes earlier had Valentine been inside the house. He had snuck into the headmaster's office and grabbed the keys to all the rooms in the house, then went and locked all the doors to the rooms the children and staff were sleeping in. He had then began stolen extra sheets, blankets, pillows and thrown them all in one big pile beside the staircase on the first floor. After adding anything else that was burnable into the pile, he lit it on fire with the lighter, before fleeing the house. And just to be safe, he had locked all the doors that led outside when he left.
"You know..." Valentine began, looking at the cat in his arms. Grim looked back at him with wide eyes. "It was really stupid of them to put all the bedroom's on the second floor, heehee~" He started giggling. Grim, startled by the noise, clung to Valentine, digging his claws into the pale teenager's arm. The only made Valentine giggle louder.
Hearing sirens in the distance, Valentine ceased his giggles. "Oh~ Looks like it's time for us to leave, heehee~" With a wide grin, he turned around and fled into the darkness of the woods surrounding the burning orphanage.
We cut without a knife, we live in black and white...
You're just a parasite~
Now close your eyes and say
"Good-night~"
 Teh Random Kitsune · Sat Jan 01, 2011 @ 09:50pm · 2 Comments |
