As logic would dictate, it wasn’t supposed to be a virtual possibility for a person to walk around with no pulse, no heartbeat, just a freezing temperature...And logic would have it that I should ask for a viable reason to believe that I was reincarnated twice – thrice if I count my life, at present. But here were two of those, pulse-less, towering creatures of the night, teaching me about all things evil and benign.
“First off, no amount of salt could kill us. So get that through your thick head.” Yuuzel said, beating the blackboard with a stick. “We are not too parsimonious as to count each grain of salt that you would carelessly throw at us.”
“How do I kill you then?” I asked.
Yoh moved stealthily towards the couch I was sitting on. He held out a thumb, made me face him, and whispered, a few inches from my nose…
“Fire and Ice…Those are the only two elements that could render us dead…atleast, for another half a century”
Yuuzel, leapt from where he stood and landed right between us. Yoh chuckled, draped an arm over my shoulder and went on to lecture me about stuff logic wouldn’t permit a person to believe.
“While we are in a restful state during the day, you must bind us to our coffins and burn us into fine ashes. But during the coldness of the night, it is best to slay a vampire by driving a stake through our hearts, cutting off our heads and…throwing the rest of our body under the cold relentless sea.”
He, pulled his arms off me, and proceeded with wrapping up the discussion. He had dusted off the pieces of chalk from his trousers and arranged the books back to where they came from.
“Joseff. Do you think you can be any more vulgar?” Yuuzel had thrown a book that cut right through our noses.
Yoh had been creeping way too near again. He had managed to get back to my couch and was at the business of playing with a lock of hair that lazily went down to my neck. It was an escapee from my, otherwise, neatly done bun.
“Jealousy is a monstrous kind of sickness, my friend…”
Yoh had gotten down from the couch – much to my relief – and went back to where the long table was.
That was when the principal arrived – the legendary shinning forehead…
“Master Yuu. Master Yoh!” (I know. I know. Even I find that disturbing.)
“There’s been another attack on the teachers. It was inside a cubicle in the restrooms near the gym. She had almost been sucked dry…” he said, producing a handkerchief from his pocket.
“As gross as that may sound, shouldn’t we check it out?” I looked in time to find Yuuzel and Yoh almost at each other’s necks.
They had been arguing considerably more ever since I took the task of finding out whether I was the princess Emeraldie and lady Amber reincarnated. Yuuzel was acting even weirder. Just the other day, he was all ‘we used to be lovers in your past life’ and then now he’s just concentrated on being my professor on Vampire 101. Yoh was not much less weirder. It was gross. He had turned from charming, eloquent, and mysterious to flirtsy, gross, gross and gross. I sighed as the invisible bolts of lightning bounced back and forth in between them. Really…I turn my head away for a second and things happen - Things that aren’t even worth mentioning on some levels.
“Guys” I stomped my feet, to which they responded to.
The principal led us towards the scene of the crime. The restrooms had an awful putrid stench that greeted us, ten miles away. It was even worse for them I guess, since they had enhanced senses. One of the doors was left ajar. There were signs of a struggle from everywhere and the tiles that used to be yellow were now painted red with blood.
“We had sent her to the hospital. A few students were passing by when they heard the screeches of what sounded like a – like a, big flapping creature.” The principal was visibly scared describing the thing himself. But so was I. A vampire attack happens only at night. It was this kind of thinking that made me feel safe to be under the protection of the sun. This blood thirsty creature had been feeding on a teacher in the middle of the day…
“In any case, the students probably alerted the creature and it flew away before they could see it’s face.”
Yoh and Yuuzel were in the middle of inspecting things when I noticed something that was stuck in between the door and it’s metal springs. It resembled a black feather. It was almost unnoticeable if you didn’t took time to see it. There were things like that – things you just have to take time in seeing before you could see the big picture. I tapped Yuuzel at the back and pointed at it. He plucked it from the door and studied it under the light of the bulb.
“Looks like a feather of some sort. It’s rather small, perhaps it was cut off…the stem is wide, maybe it had been longer.”
“Whoever’s been attacking the teachers – it must’ve had black feathery wings” the Principle said in-between wipes.
No, duh?
“Anyone you guys know about?” I asked the experts on the subject but they just stood there silently having their own conversation with their deep upsetting eyes. “Well, atleast anyone you’re willing to share with us?”
“We can’t be sure” Yoh began.
“Atleast not with just this” Yuuzel held up the feather, scrutinizing it once more.
“And it could have been someone else from them”
“Or it could have been one and the same. You better investigate” Yuu said.
“Yes” Yoh sighed. “I better”
“Wait. Wait. You haven’t even told me anything.”
They both looked at me at once and then back at each other. It was the Principal who dared speak.
“Sometimes these things are best kept within their realms…Master will never inform until it’s for sure”
Great…So there’s a big black bird feeding on the teachers at our school, apparently, our Principal is a vampire minion, and two undead guys who had interconnected thought decided to hush things out for me. Things just get weirder and weirder…
“It’s no longer safe for you stay here” Yuu finally said. “I’ll see you home. Joseff will handle this” He patted at Yoh who got to work ahead, probably rolling his eyes.
“K” I nodded towing the creepy piece of evidence found at the cubicle. “W-will…”
“You will be safe at your own house” he said reassuringly.
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Blood Ink (The Archives Book I): Editing
Vampiros"Two deaths that happened in the distant past were revealed to me. Now there was a recent murder within the school that I had to witness for myself. And when I fled to a new found friend (though I wanted to be more than that) for comfort, he tells m...
