House of Night

Chapter Eight

Tyler 

My phone buzzed as I shut my Vampyre Sociology book. "You need to get Craig and meet us up at Nyx's temple." The message read from Lui. "Craig?" I called to him in the shower. "What?" He answered. "After your shower we have to go meet the guys at the Nyx's temple." 

"Do you know why?" Craig asked as we hurried down to the temple in the middle of the school yard. "No. Lui just told me to get you and meet them here." I said as we exited the boys' dorms. As we walked we saw a few figures around the beautiful statue of Nyx. 

There was Brian, Brock, David, Marcel and Lui. "Where's Evan and Jon?" Craig asked as we walked up. Lui gave David a worried look. "Thats what we're here for." David said. "Jon rejected the Change and Evan is really torn up about it." Lui explained. 

"The thing is when Evan pretty much had Jon die in his arms it changed him. Not into a vampyre but a stronger fledgling." David said. "Now Jon on the other hand, we think Nelson is doing something to him or his corpse, whatever." David stopped and let us process everything. "So, why are we here? We can't do anything. We're just regular, washed up fledglings." Brock stated. "We can still do something." Lui whined. "We can do anything if we're together and with Nyx." Brian said. "Yeah, and Jon and Evan are our friends, so we'd go through any shit for them, dead or alive..." Marcel said. "So, lets figure out where the hell professor Nelson is." David said as he put his fist in the air. 

Evan

"Evan its alright." Willow said as she rubbed my hand. My head was killing me and my arms ached. "I... I wanna see Johnny." Willow only slightly smiled. "Oh, Evan... he's... he's in a different place." Oh nonononononono. "What do you mean?!" I shifted in my bed. "Evan. Calm." Willow commanded. "Jon didn't survive the Change. I'm sorry." I sat there and then everything hit me at once. Jon died in my arms. I then figured out I had affinities for... all the elements. I knew how to calm down. "Spirit." I whispered and closed my eyes. "Come to me. Calm me." I let out a small gasp as spirit hit me, hard. "Evan, don't call any elements yet. You need so much practice. Nyx has really blessed you. Have you seen your mark lately?" She held up a mirror. My mark went from a crescent moon, to owl feathers down to little swirls down my face. I smiled and felt my tattoos. "They feel warm." I said. Willow gave me a weird look. "Maybe they're just new and are still warm?" Willow suggested.  We both silently laughed. "I'm gonna miss Jon." I stuttered and started crying, like full out snot and cry. 

"Oh, Evan." The High Priestess said and wrapped her arms around me as I sobbed into her beautiful dress. "Hopefully... N-Nyx is k-keeping him h-happy." I sobbed like a three year old. "Evan, she definitely is, don't worry." As I calmed down someone was at the door for Willow. It was a tall, male, vampyre. "Priestess?" He said. She stood up. "Excuse me Evan." She said and walked out. 

Willow 

"Yes Matthew?" I said to the vampyre. "We removed all of the fledgling's stuff." I thought for a second. Would Evan really appreciate that? "Ah, thank you. But would you put everything back, this is a totally different fledgling we are telling him to forget his best friend." He nodded. "Alright so put all the stuff back?" "Yes, every exact spot." I sneered. The vampyre chuckled and walked out of my sight do go do his task. I walked back into the room and just before I sat down there was another knock at the door. "Yes?- Agnetha?" "Yes High Priestess. I've come to ask Evan a question." "Oh, alright." I said and let her in. "Evan, Agnetha is here to see you." He nodded. "Great, are you going to make me drink more blood?" I gave Agnetha a hard look. "Ha. Ha. Ha. So funny Evan." Agnetha laughed. I left the two alone. Agnetha seemed a bit different, and I sensed something.

Evan 

"What do you want this time?" "I need you to take over the Dark Daughters and Sons." "What!? Why?!" "Because you seem so much nicer and you won't spike the drink with blood from some random fledgling and I can't keep up with it and my popularity." Agnetha said as she flipped her blonde hair. "But... fine whatever. Do I have to do it your way though?" "Of course not. The Goddess gives us choices, many choices, and this one is yours Evan." Agnetha smiled and stood up. "Well good luck and here." She said as she handed me a tissue. "Damn, you get really snotty when you cry." She said and shut the door. 

After a while Willow had to go back to "school work" and different situations so I had some time to myself. I was now in my own room, surrounded by Jon's stuff. I walked over to his made bed and softly fell into it. I smelt him, his wonderful lavender and Old Spice smell. Then, I heard his laughter in my mind. I smiled and then felt that my face was actually wet. I rubbed my face into his bright blue pillow and heard a "meow". I smiled as Deli jumped onto the bed and snuggled up against me. "I miss him too, but I'll have to get over him eventually... but how?" I asked myself. I looked out the window and saw the trees move with the wind. "I know!" 

"I can have a Dark Daughters and Sons ritual for Luke and Jon. Maybe it'll help me and anyone else super sad about it. But shit... how am I gonna do it..." I sat down and thought for a bit. I grabbed my little notebook from under my bed and flipped it open. I grabbed my phone and plugged in headphones. I turned on my music and sat cross legged on my bed and started scribbling down ideas as Five Finger Death Punch blasted through my headphones. I looked at Deli and said, "we're gonna make it so unique it'll almost be as unique as Jon was." And with that my phone started ringing. 

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"It'll almost be as unique as Jon was." Oh my god my feels. ;-; sorry guys, flip all the damn tables, go to Lowes, Walmart, Ikea, fuck anywhere with tables.