Spirit of the Weeping Willow Swing

Chapter 1

109 years later a tall slender guy steps off the long gray bus. He wasn't super skinny, but he didn't have 'Weight lifting Champion' muscles either. He had beautiful emerald green eyes with black hair. His bangs were long but had short spikes in the back. He had a black 'Nightmare before Christmas' backpack on his right shoulder. He was wearing a black 'Motionless in White' zip-up hoodie, with a black 'Black Veil Brides' t-shirt. He had ripped, black skinny jeans and a pair of black 'Converse' with red laces. There were 'snakebites' on his lips and a hoop nose ring in his left nostril.

While leaving the bus stop towards his destination, people of the small town were gawking and glaring in his direction. Couples holding hands, kids, and the elderly. Most of the guys were giving death stares, the girls looked freaked out, the kids looked curious, and the elderly just gawked and shook their heads as he passed. After walking for 15 minutes, he made it out of the main part of town. He turned left and walked up a long driveway.

When he finally reached his destination, he looked up from the ripped piece of paper with an address written on it, to look at the house before him. It was a large, old mansion with a huge wrap-around porch. He stared at it with excitement. After a moment of taking in the creepy mansion, he walked up the stairs on the porch to the front door. He noticed what looked like a serpent with ruby red eyes as a knocker for the enormous wood door. He lifted the silver serpent knocker and let it hit the door three times. After a moment the door opened.

A tall man, with gray, slicked-back hair, and a gray mustache greeted the young man at the door. "Yes, may I help you?" The young man stiffened but eventually answered. "Yeah, I'm Phoenix, Phoenix Draco Blakely actually. My parents gave me this address and said I was supposed to come to live here." I showed what I assume is the butler, the ripped piece of notebook paper.

While he looked it over, I searched in my backpack and pulled out an envelope with a letter from my parents inside. I handed him the envelope and he looked at the writing on the outside. It was addressed to 'Madame Sterling'. When he saw the name, his eyes got wide and he quickly ushered me in and asked me to sit in the library.

About 5 minutes later, the tall, old man returned. He opened the door and bowed as an even older woman entered. She took a seat across from me. The old butler started making tea on a table across the room. When he was finished, he set the cup in front of the old woman. She took a sip from the little cup. After a moment she waved her hand and the old butler exited the room, closing the door behind him.

"So, you're Phoenix then, is that correct?" She looked up at me when I didn't answer her fast enough. "Yup, that's me. Who are you supposed to be?" She looked at me again with a glare for my disrespectful tone. "I don't appreciate rudeness, young man. Back to your question. Your mother's great-grandmother was a very dear friend of mine. Our families have known each other for generations."

"So, we're related?" I asked, confused. "No," she said simply with a slight chuckle. "I'm just a very old friend of your family. That's all." "So, why am I here?" I asked, slightly annoyed. "You're here, young man because you were so disrespectful to your parents, they thought it would do you some good to get away from bad influences," she stated harshly. Anger suddenly seethed from my eyes.

"Are you fucking serious?! It's not my fault no one ever had time for me! So, what now, I'm supposed to live here until I've learned the error of my ways? Huh?!" After a moment of uncomfortable silence, the old woman spoke calmly. " Yes, I am serious and no, this will be your permanent home. Your parents gave me full legal custody of you, Phoenix." I looked at her in disbelief.

"Now, before you burst into another temper tantrum, my butler James will show you to your room. He will ensure you have everything you need for the remainder of your stay. My rules are simple. You will always do as you're told, you will not be disrespectful, attend school, do your homework, and be home at curfew. If you disobey anything I say, you will be sent to military school. Is that understood, young man?" I looked at her with hatred filling my eyes, but I didn't flip out. I just nodded my head and followed the butler to my new prison cell.