Eric Bridge And The Locket Of Blood (BOOK 1)

Relatives

They were all so.... different. Some stood straight on the table and others looked jiffy, almost impatiently sitting on their chairs. The velvet carpet lead me to an enormous table with a bunch of food such as meat, chicken and glasses of fine wine. One of them ate ink black pasta which looked weird but I bet, it was delicious. The only apostles I remembered was Hellas Signer, he was quite nice to me as he often gave me visits when I was back at my guardian's house.

He used to play with me with my toys and when we had the opportunity we would torture non-magical beings to get information to imitate our parents. They despised us so much, those humans. They looked at us with demonic eyes, they were so furious at us for torturing them. I could feel them wanting to shred us to pieces since we were wicked than my guardians ever were, after all we did torture them for quite some time while my guardians were away. We only did it to pass the time. Such wonderful days were those were torturing flesh was our hobby.

Many shady individuals were on the table but Hellas was not there, maybe he was on a mission and fulfilling the creed of the lord. There were four people on the table and about 12 servants in to the corners of the room but the servants weren't quite human. They looked like puppet humans embroidered with lumber and silk of the best tailor with magical abilities, I stared at them and they glanced back at me and while they turned their heads made a "clack" sound which provided evidence for my suspicion that they were indeed... Puppets!

The apostles all wore Emo's clothes, one of them looked like a rock star with tall silky black hair and ear pins on his ears, and he even had big brown circular eyes. I put my stare in another direction and I see a bulky man with grey skin, in fact all of them had a particular shady skin about them , the hefty bloke had giant teeth, he even looked like Frankenstein's monster but his skin was darker and he had little stars like mine surrounding the upper part of his forehead, instead of one big crimson star like my star on my the back of my palm and on my temple side, he had a bunch of small little black distinct stars surrounding his head like a belt. The strange thing about him was that he had giant iron bolts instead of real ears which make him resembled more to Frankenstein's monster. He was probably Skin Bollic, my guardians told me to beware on angering the burly mammoth chum on the council, this apostle on the table seemed like the same Skin Bollic!

As I peeked at him more he evoked a simper and steam ash went out of his mouth like he was an exhaust pipe or a train's pipe, that was the moment I put my ogling forward and that was the time I first came in contact with my father's eyes.... except that he didn't have any eyes, he looked quite strange in fact, almost as if he wasn't alive. A fourteen year old girl with a mini- short blue Jeans and Red and shaded black buttoned up shirt along with her layered hair cut for her thick dark brown hair also had giant celestial eyes that glittered across the room as if it was the only source of light.

She seemed like a genuine girl in contrast to what I have already seen. The shark teeth porter.... the Hulk Frankenstein's monster and even a creepy looking Rock Star which had the biggest spherical eyes I have ever had a glimpse of.

The girl looked as if she was fourteen but she probably wasn't, she seemed as if she had lived a thousand years, she had a very sage-like gaze to her eyes, as if her eyes reflected the entire history of our world. Apart from that she was attached to my father by holding his hand, sitting beside him and staring at my father as if he was a sick man.

My father had no visible eyes but his hollowed-up face seemed to stare directly in to my soul, he had no physical body, it was just a creepy looking cloak resting on an invisible darkness. The cloak was resting on a darkened essence or spirit. Was I supposed to believe that, that thing was my father? That was the dark lord? It was sitting on the biggest throne in the most far away chair of the table like he has the most authority on the room. It was probable that the dark spirit is the dark lord of magic and of the corrupter necromancy,