Wraphic 2021 Submissions

Rewind

Summary: Adam, the soon to be the leader of the Blue Crystal Pack, is being chased by a group of vampires, when his father dies on his birthday day, are they related? Do they want to capture and the Blue Crystal Pack or...?

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Adam's Pov

"I don't know, I don't know anything. Please leave me, please-"

I pleaded. These people were so immersed in laughing at my pleas that they could not even understand I was faking it. Mentally laughing a bit at that thought, I shook my body a bit to give the, "visibly shaking in fear" vibe and make it seem more true.

"You think just because of your 'please leave me, please let me go' we will let you? Who do you think you are?"

One of the men said in between his laughter. I was so tempted to say, 'You will,' when I noticed another man entering from that tiny door.

"Well, well, what is happening here? Are you enjoying yourselves, boys?"

He asked, a smirk clearly visible on his face.

"Yes sir, we surely are."

Mentally rolling my eyes, I kept looking at the ground beside me, the rope they tied my hands with were now causing itching. Someone fucking remove this shit.

"You hungry, boy? Our boss has sent food."

'How many bosses do you people have?' I thought but nonetheless nodded my head. He took the dish and placed it in front of me. 'How in the hell do you expect me to eat?' I thought before opening my mouth.

"Can you untie me? I mean, I am surrounded by all these tough- built looking species and I can't possibly eat anything with my hands all tied up."

"Fair enough, untie him."

That 'sir' guy said. I saw someone approaching towards me, come fast you fool. After what felt like hours, my hands were finally free. Standing up, I balanced myself before saying.

"My time to rise and shine, bitches."

I said before landing my first punch of the day to the guy who untied me. How fun it is to pretend that you are scared, afraid in front of others only for them to find out it was all a mask, all acting, all fake.

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The sun rays were making their way from my window to my eyes and I was forced to open them. Sighing at being rudely interrupted from my sleep, I got up and started with my usual morning routine.

Unplugging my phone from the charger and picking the bag from the table beside my bed, I made my way downstairs.

"Don't you think it's a bit too late for you to get up?"

My dad asked, smiling a bit.

"Good morning to you too, dad."

I said as I watched him continue sipping his tea while reading the newspaper and checking something in his phone, talk about multitasking. I went to the kitchen and made sandwiches before returning to the table and placing his plate in front of him. Quickly eating mine and placing both our plates in the sink, I made my way towards school.

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"-not how it works, bro, back me up. Dude, are you still here?"

One of my classmates said this when we were walking towards the cafeteria for our lunch. I did not even bother answering as I was absorbed in my phone, looking through some confirmation texts, when I bumped into someone.