Virlaq Kingdom

5

"I want to leave! Like right now!" Silver yelled over the loud music. Nick leaned down to Silver's ear to speak to him.

"We just got here," he answered loudly.

They had arrived at the party. It was in a large, expensive-looking beach house that consisted mainly of walls made out of windows and far too many eighteen-year-olds. Nick's clever "disguise" was a black baseball cap tilted lowly to cover his face. He had changed once again and was now wearing a crimson button-down, with the sleeves folded to the elbow, tucked into a different pair of ripped black skinny jeans. He topped the look off with shiny black doc matters.

Silver wore an orange and black lined long-sleeve with regular black jeans and some white converse. Without any word or indication that he was moving, he headed towards the nearest opening he could find.

After a minute of searching for a room that wasn't filled with dancing bodies, he eventually found the kitchen. This room was still very full, but it only had a couple of kids playing beer pong and a few people making out.

"Where is Klara? I don't like this at all," he turned to the prince next to him. No seemed to recognize him yet, which was great.

He rolled his eyes, "We've been here for about 10 minutes and you already wanna leave? Is this what you do at every party you go to? Complain and latch on to your werewolf cousin?"

"I've never been to a party before," Silver said dully, "And now I see why, this all makes me uncomfortable,"

Nick's eyes all but leaped out of his head, "You've never been to a party before?"

"Of course not. Why would I?" Silver pulled out his phone and texted Klara.

Luckily for him, he got an immediate response telling him that she and her friends were upstairs. He turned to the prince, "She's upstairs"

"Where upstairs?" Nick asked, grabbing a random plastic cup filled with something blue. He necked it in one go and winced.

"In... the third door on the left." He answered, reading the text message.

Nick grabbed two other cups and offered one to Silver. Silver shook his head, so the prince shrugged and downed them both in about five seconds flat. His eyes rolled back for a split second as he grimaced at the flavor.

"Okay," he said gruffly, "Let's go" he grabbed Silver's hand with his left and another cup with his right and headed up the stairs.

Once they exited the kitchen, Silver could hear the music a little better. He pleasantly surprised to find out that he actually knew this song.

By the time they got to the room, Nick kicked open the door since he had no empty hands. There they found seven people in the room. Even though there were about two black people in the group and an Asian boy, Klara seemed to be the one with the most color and life in her face. Silver took a breath, the lifelessness of the room was uncanny.

Vampires.

There was no furniture in the room except for the carpeted floors that they all sat on, littered with red cups. Klara sat next to a girl with brown skin and puffy hair. The girl talked animatedly, not even noticing the fact that Nick had just broken down the door. Klara would nod and empty her cup and the other girl, who was holding a half-empty bottle of some brown liquid, would refill it from time to time.

Then there were two people in the corner making out to the point where it didn't even look PG anymore. Finally, there were three people, two white guys and the Asian boy all sat in a circle listening to something that the tallest guy was saying. He had long blonde dreadlocks and a gaunt face.