Demon Hunter [COMPLETE]

Chapter 55 - Ominous

*Fred Prince's P.O.V*

A/N: Fred is Derek's younger brother and Artie's older brother.

A/N: By the way, we all know Emily, Fred's mother, is an evil psychotic bitch. Unfortunately, Fred likes her (like, genuinely likes her). Since we're reading from his perspective, you might get the urge to slap him if you see any pro-Emily bullshit. I implore you, feel free to do so, mentally. In fact, I've included an image of him that'll make it easier to slap him once, twice or nonstop in your mind (BTW, I will take down the image if requested to do so):

I arrived home as soon as my flight landed at Crow City's national airport.

My meeting had largely concluded on a positive note. Not only did I secure a great business deal, but I got myself a foreign overseas girlfriend born in France. We fooled around a bit, and one thing led to another until I found myself on top of her and well, you know...I'm sure you can figure the rest out for yourself. Of course, dating long distance may be hard...but I'm sure I'll make it work. If anything, I can convince her to come live with me here (of course, I'll pay for her to come over and everything). She'll never have to work as a secretary again, if that's the case.

After unlocking the front door, taking my shoes off so as to avoid Emily's insane yelling, and adjusting my tie, I loudly shouted, "I'm home!"

In response, I was met with silence.

I rolled my eyes.

I'm not even fucking surprised. 

Middle child syndrome is a real thing, you know!

I walked into the kitchen and went straight for the fridge.

When I opened it, my mouth dropped open in shock.

The whole damn entire fridge was EMPTY! It's as if a gang of hobos broke into my manor and ravaged the fridge, until nothing, not even a drop of milk was left.

I guess I should check up on the rest of the manor.

I went around the house, to see if I could come across anyone.

From what I gathered, the kitchen staff were absent, as well as all the maids and butlers. This explains the lack of food in the kitchen as well as the dusty condition of the place. I'll probably call them tomorrow, to see what the hell is going on.

Further examination also led me to conclude that Derek, Emily and Richie weren't in any of their rooms. No ghost in sight either.

Honestly, they're probably out...or something, I thought, yawning.

I could feel the effects of fatigue start to set in. 

I decided to take a shower, hit the sack and figure everything out tomorrow.