Animals, Humans, Gods and Demon kingdoms. Worlds where none are supposed to meet...but they did. The animal and human world were turned into a big mess. The demons and gods were destroyed. Or so the story goes. But what happens if you happen to be...
Writer's note: If you are reading this story, I'm still a new writer and I am sorry if there are spelling mistakes, I'm still new to Wattpad. There may be some pictures I put in to help show you what I am imagining. I'm not very good at describing scenes or characters. I hope that where I have put the photos will help you see which characters they are. I will be thankful to any feedback on this story, and I am sorry if some sections do not make sense. I am still trying to piece it together, but I will try my best to upload weekly when I am not studying.
Just some extra information about a character. Alluro is you the reader, so imagine her as you like keeping in mind with the said descriptions of her later.
All of the photos I use asides from the character photos were found on the internet. I don't remember what i searched up to find them, but I found them.
Thank you for reading my book! :) - Cehilmot
"Where are we going? You can't just skip school like that or at least I can't. If my mum finds out, then I'll be in trouble." He says quietly.
"Whatever. If you're with another fox you'll be fine. Where do you live? I'm taking you home." I state flatly.
"Why?"
"Well, one, you still need to be emptied and two, it will be easier to study when you are somewhere comfortable. Unless you don't want to go home because of me then that's fine too. We'll just walk to the race house to pick up a car and I'll take you to a cool place we can both trash until we are satisfied with it. Let's go." I start walking but stop after not hearing another set of footsteps behind me.
"No. I don't trust you. You just show up at school, call the teacher out for lying and then pop up in the boys' bathroom. Who does those sorts of things? You're shady and suspicious and you feel like a bad person so no I'm not going with you."
"Alluro. Bruce Kingsely is my guardian and he's rich. If you need money, then I can give it to you. It's not an issue. I already waste his money on stuff for my car. What you said is hypocritical too. You're a fox."
"Fine. I'll go with you but only as an apology for being a hypocrite. Happy now?"
I turn on my feet and continue walking. We walk in silence to race house. We walk through the main doors and into the workshop.
"Alluro, how was school? Who's your friend? If you are looking for Connor, he left to get some food from the canteen and said that he'll be back in a few minutes. Do you need anything?" Osiris greets.
"I'm not going back. Don't worry I'm not going to get fired. I am their prodigy after all, can't afford to lose me. This is Vincent. I need to fix my car. Can I use the study room?" I reply.
Osiris nods, "If you need anything else kid, just ask okay? Oh, Big Boss knows you're here too so be ready to hear an earful from him later."
"Got it, Ozzy."
"No thanks? Geez this is getting real bad."
"Goodbye Ozzy."
He chuckles. I smile.
I take Vincent to the study room and tell him to wait here for a bit. I go out to work on my car. A few minutes later, it is done. I go to collect Vincent from the study room. We walk back to the car together.
"Later Ozzy! Tell Connie that he can race me tomorrow and then lunch is on me." I yell.
"Sure thing, Alluro. Bye!" He yells back.
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I drive out of the workshop and back to Bruce's house otherwise known as Hell. We live in a nice house. I'll leave it up to your imagination but just so you know it is a big and wealthy looking home. I park my car at the front door. Vincent gets out of the car and stares at the house. Face in awe of its sheer size and architecture.
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I guess he really hasn't seen the happy side of life and if he has it wasn't for a good reason. Why do I bother with this? I bet they are home or at least she is and if she isn't, great. I get the house to myself for once.
"Hey. This way. I can take you on a house tour later, but right now we need to get you cleaned up and ready to go out again." I say gesturing to the house.
"Where are we going after this?" he asks distracted.
"Somewhere. Don't worry I won't do anything to you. I just need to drop by a few places before I take you home."
"Oh, okay." He says a little deflated.
"Unless you don't want to go home? You can stay the night, but I'm not sure if you would be able to sleep. Whatever, I'll just tell Mary to shut up and sleep and if she is that desperate, she can book a hotel. Stay for as long as you need. I don't care and I don't think the other do too."
"Okay."
We walk into the house.
There doesn't seem to be anyone making noise. Oh well, looks like I will have to check. I know the servants are home but as for Mary and the twins I don't know. What a lovely glass cup on the table.
I pick up the glass and smash it at near the staircase. I can hear movement upstairs. She's home then. I turn to look at Vincent who is clearly confused by my actions. I ignore it and tell him to follow me. We quickly walk to my room where Mary isn't allowed.
"Wow. I didn't know you were this organised." Vincent compliments.
"This isn't me. The servants come in to clean it up but since I haven't been home long enough to sleep in the bed, it's been collecting dust. You can sleep here for the night. I'll go get you some clothes to wear. I don't know if they will fit you, but it is all that I have. The bathroom is just through that door there. Take as long as you need to empty and clean up." I inform.
"Thank you."
He slips into the bathroom. Now just to wait until Mary shows up at my door. She'll hear the water running but she can't do anything about it since my room is off limits to her (unless I'm in it), so she'll think that I am taking a shower and wait for me. I dash down the stairs and into another room. My art studio. She is allowed in here, but it would be dumb to try to clean it up or walk in to admire my art because it's a mess. The servants have just learnt to ignore this room because of how messy I managed to make it. Fun fact about my studio: all of it is art. From the paint on the walls to the paintbrushes on the floor all of it is art. Just in a different form. I pull the white sheet hiding the far wall to the side to get to chest of draws. I pull out a box from the second draw that has some clothes in it. Lujane left me these and told me that they were my father's clothes. The clothes that she kept because they looked the coolest on him. Not that I care. I run back to my room only to see Mary run up the stair after me.
