Chapter nine: What The What?!

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No. What is going on with my life? Why all of a sudden I find out I'm actually half Casanova and half real vampire.

And that I'm wanted by people dead! I force my self to think straight, 'who would want me dead?' First logical question. I think back to what Joseph and Tristan told me.

Well the government was not happy when my mum decided to get up and run, they killed all the other Casanovas, 'so the government wants me dead!?' First logical answer.

"Who wants me dead?" I ask. If I can get answers off him that could help a lot. "People." He answers. He tightens his grip, I feel the air get pushed out if my lungs.

I can take tiny sips of air, "little more specific." I say trying to breath. "May as well tell ya, you will be dead in a minute won't you." He says to himself. "I'm working for Shaun."

"Who's Shaun?" I ask. "My boss." He says tightening his grip. I fell my mind go fuzzy from lack of air. He keeps tightening his grip until I think my heads about to explode.

All if a sudden I hear a zap and he pulls back quickly cradling his arm. "Did you just burn me!?" He shouts. I see in his arm burn marks all the way up to his shoulder.

"No! How could I!?" I yell backing away from him, I swear I could see steam coming out if his ears and nose.

"You are going to die a slow and painful death!" He starts to crawl limp towards me on the branch, it starts shacking up and down.

I start crawling backwards, he can't fly right now because we're under branches. you can just sit up right. I'm dreading when I crawl to far back and he can start to fly.

I keep crawling back, so does he. I don't break eye contact with him, and he doesn't either. 'How long is this branch!?' I think to myself. I break eye contact and look at his hands there floating. he's floating.

But I'm in front of him. I look back up at him alarmed, he's wearing a devilish smile. 'Don't look at your hands!' I scream at myself in my head.

I look at my hands. I'm floating to, 'I told you not to look at your hands.' I think as I fall five hundred feet towards the ground.

'No. You need to not think about what your doing when your flying. It will just come naturally.' That was not my voice in my head 'Joseph?' I ask. Nothing.

I do what they said and close my eyes 'do not think about what your doing.' I chant in my head, I feel myself stop. 'Up.' I feel my self move upwards.

I gain enough courage to open my eyes, and guess who's floating on top of me. "Have a nice nap?" He asks. "Chris." I say through gritted teeth.

His burn looks bad, he grabs my wrist, I kick him in the gut. Hard as rock. I kick him in his junk. Not so hard.

He falls in pain. And hits the ground with a thud. I come flying down an land on to feet right next to him. "Take that sucker!" I yell at him. He groans in pain.

I fell really bad I've never hurt anyone. 'You are such a cruel animal!' My inner self scolds me 'go help him or something!'

I walk over to him, and kneel down by his head. His hand shoots up and grabs my neck. I grab his hand and try to pull it away.

"You really fell for that? You really are pitiful." He squeezes harder. I hear another zap.

This time it's his other arm. The rain starts falling down in buckets, he try's to grab me again more zaps. I see steam coming off him from the cool rain and the hot zaps.

He try's to grab me again and again it always happens. "I may not be able to get you now but just wait." He says jumping in the air and flying off.

"We will meet again!" I hear him yell. 'What just happened?' I look around and see nothing out of the ordinary just trees.

I start to walk back to the house jumping up in the air a few times to see which way it is. I eventually get there.

I crawl back under the hole of the fence and when I stand back up I see Joseph holding my two slippers sitting in my lawn chair "lost these?"

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