Tommy's POV
Tommy felt sick. He rushed to the restroom without warning and began throwing up. After a few minutes he finished and went to wash his hands. Then he saw his reflection. His eyes were red and he had fangs. He blinked again and he looked normal again. Blue eyes and all. Must have been something in those waffles.
I sit back down and look at Drista. My eyes widen at the corpse. There are maggots in her eye sockets, and she is a bloody mess.
"Tommy?" I blink a few times and see Drista shaking me lightly. Just a coincidence. Just a coincidence.
"Yea?"
"Are we done eating?" I nod. Then I see she left the cake.
"What about your cake. You didn't touch it."
"Oh I am saving it for my brother when he comes back!" I look confused.
"Okay...Drista is there something off about all of this?"
Drista doesn't answer. She just keeps silent as she pays the bill.
"Drista?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you notice how off this is?"
No answer.
I huff and walk with her outside. It's nighttime.
"Such a beautiful night." I nod, "Tommy... Do you know a Wilbur and a Techno?" I look over at her.
"T-that sounds familiar?"
"Tommy."
"Y-yes?"
She smiles. Her smile distorts until it resembles a smiley face a child would draw.
"D-Drista?"
"They killed me Tommy. They killed me. My brother didn't help. My brother... MY BROTHER WAS RUINED BY THOSE FUCKERS!" Her screams turn into screeches. I start backing away.
"D-Drista-"
I bump into something.
It's a male version of Drista. Except his eyes are red and his speech is replaced with growls and hisses.
"Oh brother! You made it! You know Tommy!" The brother nods. "Then how bout we show him how messed up Wilbur and Techno are!"
They start cornering me. I brace for whatever these people are going to do to me.
I feel nothing.
I feel nothing?
I open my eyes to see a goddess in black. I look at her and she smiles.
"Poor creature intoxicated by yourself and those around you. We will need to change that my dear."
"W-who were those people. W-where am I? Why can't I remember?"
"You don't need to remember this event. This is nonimportant."
"Who is Drista?"
The goddess smiles, "Dream's sister. Murdered by Wilbur Soot Watson and Techno Blade Waston."
"W-who am I?" I stutter out.
"Tommy Innit Watson. Newest member of their family." Tears prick my eyes.
"So I am related to murderers!"
"They are hunters. Not murderers. Vampires hunt to survive like any other creature."
"Vampires are fake. They aren't real."
"Yes they are. You out of anybody should know that." She holds up a mirror to my face to reveal my vampire self. I am now wearing a nice black dress shirt with a red vest. I also have black dress pants and black dress shoes to match.
"No no no no no. Please let me face death than be one of them!"
The lady holds my chin up, so I am forced to gaze at her.
"You beg for the one thing the first one didn't want. Yet, you two are so similar. I know what to give you when the time comes."
"I-"
"Good thing this is just a twisted Dream made by the rampaged. Good thing I saved you. Now...
Wake up."
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