The Darkness Taking Over: Book 2

Chapter 38

Anti's POV

I watch as my friend fiercely tosses himself around, his bones and body parts shifting with cracks and pops. The one thing that really catches my attention though, is the blood that drips from his mouth when his teeth rip his gums a little. I stare at the blood, entirely forgetting what I'm actually here for. I walk over and dip my fingers in the scarlet liquid. I stare at it before doing one of the weirdest things. I lick the blood from my fingers, the metallic taste from the thick liquid actually tasting amazing. I then stop when Dark growls at me, he's only partially transformed though. He has the body shape of a human, but right now, what he has are claws, fangs, pointed ears, a tail, and a light layer of fur or hair covering his body. The hair or fur is so light that I can still see his skin, but yet thick enough to be noticeable. His face is slightly different, he has a very small snout, his eyes glowing a bright red instead of blood red.
      "Riiight," I say slowly. "Forgot. You're a werewolf, ya don't like vampires worth a shit." I go back and sit there and watch Dark snarl and do whatever the fuck he's doing. That blood though. It tasted great. I know I'm a demon, and blood already tastes alright, but that tasted delicious! It was amazing! I've never tasted blood and actually enjoyed it as much as I did right there. I need more. Without even thinking about Dark, I leave, but yet remember to lock the door behind me.
      "What the fuck are you doing?" Mark mumbles tiredly as I walk by. "Why so much fucking noise? I'm trying to sleep."
      "None of your fuckin' business," I snarl hurriedly. "Just go back to sleep." Mark does just that without any complaints and lays back down, releasing a huge exhale when he relaxes. I shoot out the door, my taste for blood becoming more and more ravenous. I make a beeline for the woods, surprised that I'm not leaving a trail of fire behind me. I find an animal, not caring what it is at the moment and sink my fangs into it, licking up the blood that comes from it. More, I need more. I run and see my prey and sink my teeth into it. Thing is, it yells.
      "GAH!!!" He yells out in pain and shock. "WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!" I somewhat come to my senses and back up, he looks me down, his hand over his arm. "What's wrong with, you fucking vampire?!"
      "Sorry," I reply sheepishly, watching the blood drip down slowly. "I'm kinda new at this. I turned into one yesterday. Sorry, man. Fuck." The man's facial expression softens a bit.
      "Hey, it's cool...I guess," he replies looking away. "I guess I'm gonna turn into a vampire now." Wow, he's actually taking this better than I could've expected. He's cool about it. A small smile appears on his face. "I've always wanted to be one. Only thing is that it burns like fucking hell."
      "Yeah," I reply with my eyebrows raised, licking the blood away. "You better get home before the pain becomes too much. Go home and be careful. I'd better go, lad." With that we say bye awkwardly and I leave with a flash.

Mark's POV

I wake up and find Dark fucking ass naked walking out of the chamber door. It gives me a fright to see a full moon right there. My own ass or not, it's different when it's on another thing. I don't care what you say.
      "GAH FUCK A DUCK!!!" I yell, pulling the cover up and closing my eyes. Dark only laughs. I slowly open my eyes and he at least put on some boxers.
      "Are you really ugly enough that when you see your own ass you scream?" Dark asks with an eyebrow raised.
      "No, you little fuck," I reply while putting on my glasses. "It's just like looking at another person naked or something. It's hard to explain since you're me, but yet kinda a different person. I don't know!" Dark looks tired, he's slouched a bit and his lids look heavy for him. They keep drooping.
      "Yeh whatever, shit block," he replies with a chuckle. "I'm taking a shower and going to bed. I'm tired as fuck right now. When I get out of the shower, you better have your happy ass out of that bed." I scowl after him as he walks to the bathroom.
      "Have my happy ass out of the bed my ass," I mutter to myself as I sit up. I stretch and get up, I run my fingers through my hair and untangle it a bit. I scratch my stubble and head downstairs. I get some coffee and just enjoy a "normal" morning. Anti walks through the door. The smell of stale blood smacking me like a brick wall. I gag, the smell strong and overpowering.
      "Gah fucking hell!" I reply with a weird voice due to me covering my nose. Own at the fuck Anti? You smell awful!" Anti sticks his tongue out and goes and takes a shower.
      "Well, I'm now a vampire apparently," he replies. "So, now I have to hunt for it."
      "That used to be my world, laddie," Jack replies, taking a sip from his coffee. "I used animals though. I didn't kill people or even bite them."
      "Well," Anti replies slowly. "I go an animal, but I ended up biting a person. He didn't die, but he said he's always wanted to be a vampire. It worked out better than I thought."
      "You've got to be careful, Anti," I reply warningly. "People could see you. Demon vampire or not, people don't need to know that vampires actually exist."
     Anti shrugs. "I couldn't control it, lad," he replies. "That bloodlust. It really got to me. I was hungry, and the more I got, the more I wanted."
     "I wasn't even like that," Jack replies. "I guess since I wasn't technically a vampire. Dark made me one. I want a true vampire. You are though." Anti flips the bird and walks off. I sip on my coffee and watch the show on the tv. I'm not entirely paying attention to it, I'm really just thinking about all of the bizarre things that just happened. Best part is, it didn't happen to me and Jack this time. It was Dark and Anti.
     "Where's Dark?" Anti asks while looking around. "Did he make it through the night without breaking out?"
      "I guess so," I reply with a shrug. "He walked out of the door into my room bare naked. I mean, it's basically like looking at myself, but still. It's just not right."
      "You know I looked sexy," Dark says while coming down the stairs. "You know you liked what you saw."
      "No actually," I reply back. "I didn't. It was gross. I know I have a sexy body, but it doesn't mean that I wanna see my bare ass all of the time either."

Dark's POV

I roll my eyes and scoff. "Whatever," I reply. "You know you liked what you saw." Mark groans and rolls his eyes. I know I probably didn't get much sleep, but here's only so much sleep you can get until you end up sitting on the bed awake, bored, and hungry. I go and grab me some meat from the fridge. I don't care what it is right now, but I cook it up. I cook extra for Mark and Jack because I know that they'll give me the annoying doggy eyes and beg me for some. They won't get on their knees, but they'll eyeball me. Not like I'll give them any anyway.
      "What's that smell?" Mark and Jack ask from behind me. I jump a little, not really paying attention to my surroundings.
      "Fuck me!" I say automatically. "Dammit. Don't fucking do that or I'll knock your teeth out. Both of you. Don't give me that look. You can be black, white, Mexican (no offense to anybody out there, I'm not racist). You can be Santa for all I care. Just don't do that."
      "Yeah whatever," Mark says, waving off my other reply. "Just answer the fucking question." I look back at them and they raise their eyebrows with anticipation, I roll my eyes before answering.
      "It's just some pieces of steak," I reply while turning back to the sizzling meat. "Damn, don't get you tail tied into a knot." I hear Jack and Mark hiss a yes behind me, probably fist pumping. I can't help but feel a small smile inch up on the corners of my mouth. I finish, leaving the meat medium rare, just the way I like it. I turn off the fire and let it cool, getting some and leaving some for them to serve themselves. I'm not a fucking waiter. I sit down on the couch and get comfortable. Jack sits in and chair and Mark rests on the arm of the couch. We eat and Anti just kinda sits aside.
      "Do yoo wah aneh?" I ask with my mouth full. Anti looks over and shakes his head.
     "No thank, lad," Anti replies showing his fangs. "I just ate not long ago. I don't think I'll have much of an appetite for regular food anymore." Right, vampire. I forgot. Ah well, more for me...and the two idiot brothers... I guess. The wolf is still under me, not really under any control. The beast inside is tided as tightly as the hulk tied down with paper chains. I can imagine that my anger is just a gasoline pit waiting to ignite. One spark and a huge fire starts.

***time skip***

Remember how I said my anger was terrible? Well, it didn't take long for that spark to fall. Mark ended up thinking that it would be a good idea to scare the shit out of me when I wasn't paying attention. Well, I know that he knows I don't like that. I told him that today. And remember how I also said that if it happened again that I'd knock his teeth out? Well, I almost got there. When Mark did that, I growled and turned around quickly and chased him down. It was kind of awkward since me and Mark both have short legs. We aren't exactly the fastest people when it comes to running. Mark was only ahead because he got a head start.
      "Can't catch me!" Mark calls back. He sounds like a little kid who being chased by their dad or friend. My instincts kick in and I pounce. I throw Mark forward along with myself as we fall to the floor with a loud bang. It becomes a huge fight. Tooth and claw. Literally. Mark cowards at first, but he then starts fighting back viciously, slashing out at me and scratching me good. Lucky for me, Jack and Anti had to leave. Jack said that he'd actually help Anti with being a vampire.
      "I'm gonna murder you!" I snarl, my words sounding more like growls. We just slash at each other and roll around on the floor. We're just a bundle of fangs, claws, and snarls and blood. He snaps and claws, claw come times connecting with flesh. Suddenly, we're pulled apart.
      "Cease your fighting!" Google says over our snarls and growls. He grabs me, but it's like Mark is glued to me, because we continue. "I said CEASE YOUR FIGHTING!!!" We stop, breathing heavily and wiping the blood from our mouths. Almost as if one cue, Jack and Anti walk through the door. The three of us look over, me and Mark still having murderous looks in our eyes. Mark's eyes still a bit dark yellow and mine probably a bit red.
      "I don't even need to ask what happened," Anti replies with his eyebrows raised. "Just a dog fight." Really, Anti? Dog puns?
      "Nice pun, laddie," Jack compliments. "Anyway, how did this happen?" Me and Dark look over at each other before looking back. We have wounds all over us. Scratches scaring and clothes ripped by claw. Though our wounds have healed, blood still stains our clothes and skin.
      "Well," I growl. "I was just sitting down and minding my own business when this dumb fuck thought it would be funny to startle me. And I know you clearly remember me telling you both not to do it. Today in fact. Anyway, Mark ran, but him startling me really pissed me off. So, I ran after him and pounced on him and..."
      "This happened," Mark replies finishing my sentence while indicating to our messy appearance. Jack just sat on the couch with a sign, his head in his hands, groaning.