Weremayhem: Prey of Tiger

Chapter 1: Up Late

  It was three in the morning. It was dark and quiet inside the house. Zoot was laying in his bed. He couldn't sleep. The dark blue haired male had the dream with the tiger again but this time it was different. He saw the tiger that haunts his dreams.

It was his father......Zale Zootowski.

His father was a cruel man. It made sense since he ran a mafia gang when Zoot was born. Zale was feared by the people in the city that they live in. In fact, the whole Zootowski family was. His father was the worst man...even worse father and husband.

The saxophonist still remembers his childhood. What a damn nightmare....

Zoot huff as he sits up from his bed. He rubbed his head. The dark blue haired male got out of his bed and walked over to his bedroom door. He opens the door and heads down stairs. The saxophonist heads to the kitchen. Zoot stopped at the doorway when he spotted Dr. Teeth in there.

The ginger haired male was eating a slice of cheesecake. His hair was a mess, it kind of made him look like he was shocked by the outlet. He looked tired and a bit dead to the saxophonist. Teeth's eyes look over at the dark blue haired male. "Can't sleep?" asked the band leader.

"Yeah" replied Zoot as he walked over to the table and sat down. The good doctor takes another bite of cheesecake. The golden tongue piercing that Teeth had shone in the light of the moon. Same with his gold tooth.

"Bad dream?" asked Dr. Teeth before taking another bite of the cake.

"Yep" replied the dark blue haired male. He let out a sigh. "How about you?" the saxophonist asked the band leader.

"I had a flashback to that night" replied the doc. He let out a huff. The plate was now empty. The fork lay flat against the plate. Some crumbs were on it.

"Ah. I don't blame you" replied Zoot. The good doctor nods.

"Honestly, it is better to have flashbacks than to relive the events in person again" replied Dr. Teeth. He got up and took his plate to the sink. The band leader set the plate and fork in his sink.

Teeth was in his royal purple robe. The robe touched the floor of the kitchen. It's kind of like a dress for the doc. Dr. Teeth stretch and pop his back. He let out a grunt as he sat back down in his chair. Zoot kept his eyes on the good doctor.

The dark blue haired male had this....crush on Teeth for some years but didn't go through with it due to his own fear. He was scared of losing the ginger haired male as a friend if he told him about his crush. Zoot felt his cheek a bit hot which he quickly looked away.

"I better get back to bed" said the band leader as he got up and walked out of the kitchen.

"Alright" replied the saxophonist. Zoot stayed in his seat. He listened to the good doctor walk up the stairs and went into his bedroom.

The dark blue haired male starts to think. He completely forgot about his dream. Zoot is now thinking about his love for Teeth. The band leader just makes him feel good, makes him feel happy. He groans as he puts his hands on his face. "Zoot, get a hold on yourself" Zoot told himself.

He got up and headed out the kitchen. The saxophonist was about to help upstairs when the house phone started to ring. Zoot walked over to the table that the phone was on. He picked up the phone and answered.

"Hello?" the saxophonist asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey" replied the voice. Zoot knows the voice. It was his little brother, Zac.

"Zac? Why are you calling this early?" replied the dark blue haired male.

"Well, I want to let you know that I will be coming over tomorrow to visit you for a few days," replied Zac.

"Oh?" replied Zoot. "Alright" he added with a soft smile.

"Good" replied the little brother on the other end of the phone.

"Oh! I better tell you something before you come over" replied the older brother.

"Sure, what is it?" replied Zac.

"When you come over, don't ask Teeth about his scars" replied Zoot as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Can I ask why?" replied the brother. The saxophonist takes a deep breath.

"The weremarket" he replied. There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"The weremarket?" Zac asked in a scare tone. "Is he okay?!" he added.

"He is. Teeth is doing well now. His wounds had healed but left scars" replied Zoot.

"That's good," replied the little brother.

"Yeah. Now, I better head back to bed, you should too. Also remember not to mention this to Teeth" replied the dark blue haired male.

"Yeah. Good night. See you tomorrow" replied Zac before hanging up.

Zoot set the phone down. The saxophonist heads up stairs and walks up to his bedroom door. He opens the door and heads inside. The dark blue haired male lay down on his bed. His head lay against his pillow which was worn out from the years he had used it. Also the amount of times the band had moved to different places.

Zoot let out a yawn before closing his eyes. He soon fell asleep. The saxophonist slept well for the rest of the night.

In the morning, Zoot woke up to the sound of Animal playing his drums. He also smelled some food cooking in the kitchen. The dark blue haired male got up and headed down stairs. Zoot went to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

He was next to Janice and Lips. The trumpet player was eating some bacon while the blonde female was having some pancakes. Dr. Teeth were cooking breakfast today. The band takes turns cooking except for Animal after the first time. The drummer almost burned down the house.

"Here is your breakfast, Zoot" said Teeth as he handed the dark blue haired male his plate. On his plate, there was some bacon with pancakes. The pancakes had some blueberries on it.

"Thank you" replied Zoot before he picked up a fork and took a bite of the pancake. It was sweet and fluffy. The blueberry tastes good with the sweetness of the pancake. He takes a bite of the bacon. It was nicely cooked and kind of like a soft chip.

"This is good," said the saxophonist. Zoot suddenly remembered about his little brother's phone call last night.

"Oh! My brother, Zac, is coming over for a few days" said the dark blue haired male.

"Oh? Like really?" asked Janice.

"Yep" replied Zoot before taking another bite of his food.

"Already, I will, like, fix up the guest room for him" replied the blonde female with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, Janice," replied the saxophonist with a soft smile on his face.

"No problem," replied Janice.