Hate •Frerard•

Chapter III

School was finally and Mikey and I was walking home. We had sunglasses on due to the dreaded sunlight that beamed on us. We could walk in the sun, it's just our eyes were very sensitive to the harsh natural light. It made our eyes turn into the monstrous red one if we have detect contact with it. As we was walking I stopped, Mikey gave me a weird look as he turned his eyes to where I was looking at.

"What is it?", he asked staring at the house not far from our own.

"That house, I feel like I've seen it before", I said starting to walk again.

"Well, we have moved a lot so there could be a house that looks like that one", he said following me.

"No, like I feel like I've seen that same exact house; garden and all", I said walking up the stairs to our home.

Mikey didn't question me, he just shut the door and pull off his sunglasses setting his things down. I walk up to my room pulling my sunglasses off once I got there. I set my things down in the corner of my new room. I was a dark red room with a dark grey ceiling. I had my bed made with its black coverings. I walked over to my window opening it up. I squinted my eyes at the harsh light that rushed in. I looked over at the light grey house I was staring at before. I saw a window open and a small Frank jumping from its second floor. He fell on his feet with grace, it was inhuman, someone would've broken their foot doing what he did.

I watched him as he ran down the street slipping some sunglasses on. 'He wasn't a vampire, but he wasn't human either. What was he?' I questioned myself. I decided to slip on some shades and follow him. Telling my parents I was going hunting. I started to walk fast the way he did, following him from behind. 'Gerard what are you doing!' I thought to myself still following Frank from afar.

I followed him for a while, it's been about thirty minutes. 'Where are you going.' I thought to myself still following him. I saw him jump over a high fence. He didn't even need to climb it, what was this kid. After a little bit I did the same as him. It looked like a cemetery, go figure, an edgy teen and a vampire at a cemetery. I got behind a big tree still watching him. He was sat on a grave kicking his feet waiting for someone, or something. I heard the cemetery gates open, and a small group of drunken teens came tumbling up the cemetery drive. I could tell by the smell that all three of the boys were vampire.

I watched as one of the vampire boys held one of the three drunken girls in his arms from behind. He smelled her neck kissing it, then gently biting into it cover up her mouth so the others couldn't hear. I saw Frank jump down from the grave he was sitting on and walk over to him. He held out his hand behind the boy, and I could see claw like nails protruding from his once normal nails. His plunged his hand through his chest ripping out his heart. I heard the boy moan in pain then collapse on the dirt below him. The two girls screamed and held up to the boys once they realized what was going on, but soon they run away from them seeing their inhuman eyes and hearing the inhuman growls coming from them.

"Come on!", Frank yelled at them ready to fight.

They charged at him at the same time after looking at each other first. One tackled Frank to the ground, but Frank kicked him off and got up. Frank lunged at him pinning him up against the mausoleum punching him in the face. The other boy jumped on Frank's back forcing Frank to let go of the other. They both pinned him to the ground struggling to keep him down.

Once I saw this I ran to Frank's aid. I kicked on of the boys off of him glaring my red dominate eyes at him. Making him whimper and cower down seeing that I was a pure blood. I turned around and inhumanly almost roared at him making my eye glow redder than ever. I backed Frank and they both ran from the cemetery. I walked over to Frank and held my hand out to him, he hesitantly took it as I pulled him up.

"Why did you let them get away!", he said very sharply, "I've been tracking them for weeks!"

He was pacing back in forth in the same spot grabbing his hair in frustration. I walked up to him putting my hand on his shoulder to stop, he snatched his shoulder away giving me another death glare.

"Hey, I just saved your ass", I said scoldingly, "What were you think trying to take on three curseds?"

"I've done it before, I don't need your help", he said walking over to the girl who laid on the ground in front of her.

He felt for a pulse but couldn't find one. He should his head as he picked up the dead vampire's body beside hers. I walked over and picked up the girl's body helping him. We walked to the woods behind the cemetery until we were deep into them. He grabbed out a knife and stabbed the girl in her throat with it, then he whipped off his finger prints putting the knife in the boy's hand. He tore up their bodies as if an animal would've. Leaving no trace of our presents. We walked back to the cemetery where he cleaned up the once murder scene.

"Why are you following me?", he asked walking back to his house.

"Well one, I leave down this road and two, I wanted to know what the hell you are", I said.

He stopped and turned around facing me with his left eye red. He had a hurt expression on his face as he looked up at me in shame. I looked at him with a questioning facial expression.

"I was bit when I was little okay", he said as his eyes kinda teared up, "I'm a half vampire, they didn't fully turn me."

"So, you're still alive, yet a vampire?", I questioned trying to puzzle it together. It was almost impossible for someone to be half vampire. You had to die in order to turn.

"Yes", he said looking down in defeat, "that's why I hate your kind." With that he walked on, leaving me there standing watching him walk away.