Chapter 1
As the lecture went on a door opened and we met a small group, well dressed and almost perfect in every way to the naked eye. As all eyes come to the opening door first a man with semi long pink hair, tanned skin and a neutral look about him. He's well dressed. I guess what they say is true about international people. They will dress to impress. Wearing a black dress shirt and dress pants and a white suit vest with black loafers to match. Next a tan taller man walked in. He seemed tired but walked with a confidence that only an older man could have. He was huge, well dressed as well and even had the tattoos to match. His brown hair was half up and half down as he walked. In almost a matching outfit to the first man but wore a red blazer over his shoulders as he walked. It was almost elegant. Following in suit were two rather pale blonds, one with blue eyes one with red eyes both gorgeous, the man tall and the girl small but they seemed comfortable walking. Her arm in his like he was escorting her to a seat like a true gentleman. She was got. From the makeup to her clothes she was very pretty but almost seemed.. Bratty? Like a rich girl who gets what she wants when she wants. The man next to her seemed content enough it made people wonder if they were related or dating. Next was a giant tower man. He seemed excited? He was wearing a turtle neck and tan cargo pants. Lanky but cute but it was clear they were all in different tax brackets.
As they sat they were in the back together away from others almost like a perfect little group of rich people, to themselves. They sat listening, laptops open, phones recording and also doing their own thing. This ELA class was going to be interesting. As class ended they waited for others to leave, it was dark, wet and overall kinda gross but in their presence it didn't seem so bad. Noll, as people learned, was one of the odder of the group of rich folk, almost too quiet. He seemed close to the others.
One one faithful afternoon there was an.. Apparently some students were beaten to death and no one knows who did it. With everyone on high alert except.. Noll and his group. It was odd why weren't they scared what if they got hurt? What about them? Soon students went missing even with the addition of police and security. No one could find them or who was doing it. All students knew was noll and his friends had to be involved.. Right?
Blood... red, sweet, rich, blood.. My. How I miss the feeling of a person's blood on my hands. I watch as blood drips down my sleeve like water after washing dishes. I was about to start cleaning when I heard a knock on the door. I was in my dorm after all. When I opened the door with a bloody hand behind my back I saw ethos and the group looked curious. They could smell it. The blood.. The oh so delicious blood. The iron smell filled my room but they looked unbothered like it was nothing but a norm for them. We were different not because we were rich but far from it. We were monsters. Mutants.. Creature that if humans found us we would be labeled as nothing more than fiction that needed to disappear. But with how odd it was we could tell where we were.. Similar. I myself over joined as one would call it. All of them. Like an owl I could round my head all though it was semi irritating to stretch my skin. Ethos is almost a vampire in looks and actions nails that can never stay short sharp as nails and deadly with just a prick like the needle in sleeping beauty.
Linde is a sweet girl by heart but with her eyes she really sees all even when she might not. They get dry and unlike most would think they don't really blink. It hurts and they get irritated. A monster in form but a sweet by heart. She seemed like a brat but that's because she struggled with her eyes. Everything was so stimulating that she was just trying to get used to the new college life. Aleks as tall as he was was nothing but a soft guy who was like a cub in a bear's body. Too big for his own good with sharp ears and a tail to match seemingly a demon but his own mischief only makes him seem more innocent. A good boy and as cheerful as he was didn't let the smell affect his mood. They were here for me in a way I never thought I would find here. Linnart, The oldest acting of all our resident stones was like the dad of the group. And as long as he was alive he made it his mission to try and be there for us. And even if he wasn't the oldest of us all, his cat-like maturity made it hard for us not to not adore him.
Currently he seemed more concerned with the smell of blood that amazing smell then anything else. Not because it was there but because what were the chances I was hurt? He didn't want to risk that not with me. I never understood why they cared even if we only knew so much about each other. We were.. “Friends” but what if... no.. no what if's we are in the now and right now.. They were here for me.. Me only. They looked concerned and ethos pused past me into my dorm to see the corpse and instead of the expected freakout I got a sigh, a concerned sigh. Immediately the others came in now more curious of the smell and seeing the corpse they all just.. Shrug? Ethos went about cleaning with wherever he got peroxide from. While Aleks was grinning his heart out as he started on about his day as if nothing was going on. I didn't understand why they were not freaking out? Isn't this dangerous? I killed someone. I wanted to ask but words didn't come out. I wasn't scared, just confused. Linnart was cleaning my hand like a father would groom a child although it was odd for me he seemed to find it the norm so I didn't question it too hard. He spoke but his words were unclear. Was he trying to say he understood? No.. he was saying no matter what they were on my side right or wrong. We were friends, partners in crime and I guess the others agreed because without my notice the body vanished.
Now as time passed my need for blood increased and instead of stopping me they helped us all had roles and we played them well. I was the one who did the action. The need for the kill.. The blood.. It was ecstasy and they knew that it made me feel alive, Each kill feeling better than the last blood running through my hands as I ripped them apart. Aleks and Linde played the roles of alibis if asked, I was with them no matter what I was seen with them all times and who would argue if two people were an alibi? Not many and with how much money we have collectively? No one would even both to include us. Linnart played the role of supporting anything I needed just ask. A knife just ask. A quiet place to kill? Say less. If I wanted it I got it. Whenever I asked why he goes so far for me he always said we all have our demons and all had our vices some more violent than others. It was a kind of support I didn't expect to find. Soon it got to a point where we were in class doing our own things. I was currently doing stocks, ethos was buying a new car for the upcoming break and Aleks was working on a project. We didn'thave many classes together so we only saw each other for a very short period of time then we were our own people.
This peace lasted until the cops arrived. To a degree it was unconventional and annoying but hey you kill some you lose some I guess? Well just because the cops were here doesn't mean much. It's not like they found the bodies yet. All it is is missing persons and worst case they will close the school but that means ill be left to find new victims and it'd be a shame but I need my fix. Blood was all I needed to satisfy my hunger. People were suspicious but with no evidence what could they do? We were untouchable. In the library I found a rather annoying sheep. One for the slaughter. Mutton to be eaten by the kings among kings. They were loud, annoying and crude. And even when I dug my hand into her chest and ripping out her guts as she screamed all I could do was feel at peace. The blood flowed like water.. Nectar. And yet all I did was smile as she took her last breath. I smiled, her blood warming my hands. Yet when she got quiet I was fine. Back to normal. I called Aleks then ethos. Ethos without a beat came to clean me and the “mess” I made up. Making sure nothing I did was ever there. When he removed her I felt.. Numb maybe I needed another kill? Was there something wrong with that kill? It felt gross. Like it was spoilt meat. I felt sick. How dare she ruin my day? What could I do now? This would be the last time she ever ruined my day again.
Stupid bitch...
*play king von*
