I'm Proud Of The Demon In Me (Ricky Horror)

New Abortion

Sorry it's taken me so long to get this up. I'm not going to make any excuses why. The only problem i've been experiencing is that I'm a slow writer. But anyways, enjoy. I'd love to hear what ya'll think so far.

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"Are we there yet?" I ask as I wipe the tears away.

"Very close." Ricky replies

"How much longer?" I reply

"About an hour or so."

"Okay." I can live with that. I sit up and open the glove box to find some CD's.

"I thought I lost these." I exclaim excitedly I look through them. Iowa by Slipknot, Dark Light by HIM, Suicide Season by Bring Me The Horizon, Infinity On High by Fall Out Boy and Americana by The Offspring are all here in my hands. I was never allowed to have stuff like this at the place and I was sure my parents destroyed all my CD's but I guess they missed a few. I'm glad these are still my favourite albums. I pop in Iowa and skip to New Abortion. It always was my favourite song. I get lost in the music and next thing I know we pull up to what appears to be an abandoned mansion in the middle of a river valley.

"We're here." Ricky announces nervously to me.

I don't blame him for being nervous. From what he told me it's not going to be a reunion.

"They're probably going to treat me like a ticking time bomb.I've always been unstable but the last time I was here I almost grip on my sanity." Ricky informs me

"Correct me if I'm wrong but from what you said about Chris. He should welcome you back." I say in attempt to comfort him.

"I sure hope so." is all he says as he shuts the car off and shakily steps out. I've never seen him so frightened before. Though I have only ever seen him when he's been all sweet and confident or sad and lonely. I put on my brave face and follow him to the door. The door is pulled open before Ricky even gets a chance to knock the door swings open. We're greeted by a very tall very scary looking man. His eyes are pure black.

"Ricky, you're back." he exclaims as the black in his eyes shrinks into pupils. Revealing beautiful hazel irises.

"Yeah, I think it's time." Ricky replies. The man nods and smiles warmly. Ricky relaxes but he doesn't let his guard down completely.

"Who's this?" he asks as he directs his attention to me.

"I'm Katrina." I say bravely despite being terrified.

"You're a pretty one." He creepily says while bending down towards me.

"She's mine." Ricky growls at him

"Alright." he says backing off of me "Come on inside."

"Thanks, Chris." Ricky says coldly. So this is Chris. The leader of the whole freakin order of scary shit. We follow Chris into the house. The interior is straight out of the victorian era. With the theme of black and dark red. It's the type of place I dream of having. He lead's us to an office and sits behind the giant mahogany desk in a giant red velvet balloon chair. He gestures for us to sit in the matching chaise across from him.

"What exactly are you expecting of your return?" Chris asks inquisitively

"To take my rightful place back and I will get it even if I have to tear your throat out." Ricky threatens in a sinister tone.

"You can have control back. Things go better with you in-charge anyway. I'll be your right hand man like in the old days." Chris says obliging to Ricky's demand

"Very good, I'll resume my reign in exactly a week. You should carry on business like usual. I need time to catch up and settle back in." Ricky says already taking advantage of the power he holds.

"Very well." Chris replies formally and exits the room.

"We will rule together. King and Queen instead of me being a dictator." Ricky says while gazing at me lovingly. Making me blush deeply. I didn't realize he thought so highly of me because I've always thought of him as a god compared to me but he views us as equals even though I'm a puny ass human. I just nod at him.

"I'd love to be a vampire queen." I mumble

"I will make sure to get some vampire blood for you tomorrow, but for now we've got to make our presence known."

"Okay" I agree happily and follow him into a large bedroom. In this room everything is black and deep purple. A black ornate canopy bed sits in the centre of the room. The only other piece of furniture in the room is a book shelf neatly lined with skulls. Each appear to have a name written on them in black ink. I approach to get a better look.

"Are these trophies?" I ask curiously

"No, it's how we honour our fallen. When a supernatural being dies the only thing that doesn't disintegrate is their skull." He explains breifly.

"Oh." I gasp. Looking at each carefully placed on shelf. Ricky comes over and looks them over stopping looking at two skulls in particular. One is labelled TJ Bell and the other Angelo Parente.

"TJ and Angelo were alive when I was last here. They were two of my best. They both were vampires from birth and were brought up to be deadly weapons. I trusted Angelo with anything and TJ was his right hand man. They went together peanut butter and jelly. They achieved what no other vampire had done gained powers and became equals to the likes of me and Chris" Ricky says in a distant voice. Obviously remembering time spent with the two. "There must be something seriously bad lose for them to be dead." he then says a few words in a strange language which seemingly make Chris appear behind us.

"Master, you've summoned me." He replies obediently like a loyal servant

"What happened to Angelo and TJ?" Ricky demands

"That's a very long story. I'll explain to both of you after she's met everyone."

"I expect you in my office in exactly an hour to explain." Ricky orders, Chris gives a curt nod then leaves.

"Now you're going to meet everyone." Ricky informs me.