Death and Dreams (COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED)

Chapter 4

Sitting in Mrs. Matthews' history class, I wait for the damn bell to ring and try not to fall asleep in her class either. Only 3 minutes left then I can go and get the things that I will give to Fantasy. Seb sat next to me with a knowing smirk on his face and taps his pen on his desks twice, code that the teacher is about to call on me for something.

I could feel Matthews looking at me, "Death Dealers are so rare that there are only fourteen of them in existences at this moment. Mr. Richards why do you think that is?"

"Matthews are you asking me that question because I'm one of them? If so why not ask Sebastian he would be more willing to answer." I say irritated

"Mr. Richards just answer the question." I could hear the anger, hate, and the fear she tries to hide in her voice.

I look around the room and see that everyone is staring at me, I so wasn't in the mood for this shit. Turning towards Matthews, I stare at her not looking away and watched as she shuffled on her feet, trying not to back down. I leaned forward on my desk, not breaking eye contact and waited. She backed down not being able to hold my stare, she knows I can kill her and everyone in this blasted school in a second if I wanted to.

"To answer your question Helene," She turned an angry red when I said her first name, "the reason that we are so rare is because our ancestors trusted your old ass for too long and didn't believe the right people."

In the corner of my eye I saw that Seb has a smirk on his face, Matthews turned an even darker red and was about to say something but I wasn't finished yet, "oh and your kind, reapers, are backstabbing, power-hungry motherfuckers. None of you wanted any species to be above you so you killed all of our women and children in cold blood and bombed the place where you were suppose to fight us. And now we have only fourteen because we are the only ones that have the traits and a hint of Death Dealers blood in us, unlike all of you," I waved my hand in my peers direction, "we actually like to go out and see things for ourselves instead of having someone else plan our lives without trying to ruin someone's life while doing it. That is why we are rare, Helene. We are the only ones that aren't going to listen to the bullshit that you are trying to feed us about us being the bad guys. We may be in the future for the revenge of our ancestors but not right now. Does that answer your question, Helene?"

But before she can answer, the bell ringed singling the end of school. Helene is still standing red and pissed and quiet. I stood up with Seb at my side and walked slowly out the room.

Seb started laughing as soon as we're out. "You just couldn't help yourself could you?"

I shrugged my shoulders, and then we both got thrown into the lockers beside us.

"What's up losers?" James Grim, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Grim, he can get away with anything just like fucking Connie.

"Yeah, what's up losers?" Patrick Sid, James best friend and partner in bulling, I like to call him Patrick Star for more than one reason.

"Get lost James and take your bag of rocks with you. I don't have time for this." I have Fantasy waiting for me to woo her.

"Watch who you're talking to Richards, I own this school."

"Yeah only because your daddy is the principle" Seb says rolling his eyes

"What was that Ames?" James growls in Seb's direction

"Look we've been through this before, we say shit to each other, then you punch one of us and we fight back. Can we just skip the shit and go to the fight already?" Seb pointed in my direction, "He's on a tight schedule right now"