Vampires.. Real?

Chapter 31: Wings

Tommy's POV

Tommy's wings twitched as Phil went through with another damp cloth to clean the dried blood off the feathers. Tommy slowly opened his eyes to the weird feeling on the new part of his body. He was disgusted when he saw Phil smiling up at him as if he didn't force him into submission that night.

"Good morning Tommy! How was your rest?"

"Good because it didn't have you in it," I remark. Phil cups my face and glares.

"Now Tommy... We both know what happens when you disrespect me. I suggest you stand down and let me clean your wings."

I look at him in disgust but keep quiet, not knowing of what Phil will do to me if I give another smartass comment.

Phil's glare turns into a smile, satisfied with my silence, "Tommy do you want some breakfast? You can show your brothers your cool wings!"

I nod as I follow him. I keep quiet, which is boring. I sit at my seat and watch as Phil makes his pancakes. Techno comes in and chats with Phil as Wilbur comes in, clutching his arm. The closer I look, the more I realize that he was injured, and his arm was bandaged.

As Wilbur sits down I blurt out, "Wilbur what happened! You are hurt!"

Wilbur gives a paranoid smile as he quickly glances at Phil who is giving an upset look. Wilbur looks at me, "I am fine Tommy. J-just a scratch."

I brush it off, knowing that it's an obvious lie. I know Phil had something to do with it and those hisses of pain last night were not a coincidence.

"Here are your pancakes Tommy," Phil hands me a plate and I dig in. 

They were really good. I forgot how good solid food tasted, and the blood was a nice touch. All they did during it was smile at me.

"I am done I and heading outside," I declare.

"Okay Phil #2." Techno blankly states.

My breath hitches as I walk away. Phil #2! I mean I kind of look like him, but I am not a clone! I then stare at my wings. They were the same color as his. I guess I do look similar enough...

Thoughts surround me until I bump into Fundy. I smile as we start chatting.

"I still can't believe you have the same power as my grandpa." 

"I mean I guess it makes sense because that god granted me them."

"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."

That phrase still swirls my mind. I still can't believe that I am a vampire. It feels like yesterday I was flipping off a baker.

"Tommy! Tommy!" Fundy quickly transforms into a fox and scurries away. 

Wilbur appears and sighs out of relief when he sees me.

"God. Phil would have been pissed if I lost you! Come on we need to fit you so we can get some clothing designed for you."

I follow Wilbur, "Clothing? Why? I already have a lot."

"Yes, but this is for a gala. It is very formal." Must be that Vampire Gala Fundy mentioned.

"Wilbur."

"Yes Tommy?"

I hesitate, "Did Phil hurt you last night."

Wilbur's eyes widen, not expecting the question, "...yes. I deserved it though."

"So he gets to beat you into submission?"

"Tommy I am not speaking about this any further."

I stay quiet again as I head back with him as Phil is there to greet us.

I can't help but wonder what Wilbur did to deserve Phil's wrath.

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End of this chapter! Hope you enjoyed! Have a great day!

Word Count: 594