The Brothers of Sin-Black Blood

Chapter 1.2

Not a long time after I and my brother landed safely and saw ourselves in the British isles, I let go of him and continued my trip farther to the Sivellius city. Deep inside I was nervous to travel alone to a place that was considered haunted, even though I wished I wouldn't give attention to every small rumour.

As I stepped into the scheduled ferry-boat, I had the pleasure to meet different teens from around the world, it was not hard to notice it. I couldn't help but wonder if all of them were travelling to the same place as me, known as the last stop.

The night was almost setting down making the ocean shine in a coral shade ending in thin waves and apricot coloured foam.... the beauty of a sunset was not comparable to anything in this world but the atmosphere only reminded me of Cassey, and the feeling of being empty hit me again.What happened to her? When did it happen.. and who wrote the letter, I couldn't answer those questions yet.

While being lost into my thoughts it took me a while to notice the girl who was obsessively staring at me in this entire time. She was just a bit shorter than me but had a well made body. Her fair skin was complimented by long platinum hair and bright beryl eyes, but despite this almost angelic appearance, her facial expression inspired hate if not death. The moment I met her eyes I felt my body getting weak and dizzy, looking away on the instant was unavoidable. I felt her stepping right in front of me as she whispered.

"Filthy rats like you shall not survive."

I stared at her in shock and before I could open my lips and shout out any sound she was already gone... leaving other teens and passangers to stare at me awkwardly. What was this all about? It's not like I had seen her before.

I sighed in frustration as I was waiting for the time to pass faster, all I wanted to do is to rest in my new apartment. I was already wondering what I would do for one month until all the schools would start... in a place I knew nothing about and with no one to guide me anymore..

All of the sudden I felt a pat on my shoulder which caused me a small,but noticeable,jump scare, showing me that again I rip myself from the world and surroundings, diving deep into my dream world of worries and thoughts. A deeper voice interrupted my mind from wondering back again to its usual places.

"Hello, my name is Bishen, I just came to say that I like your choice of clothing." He had a warm smile and you could see lights playing into his chocolate eyes, someone you'd like to have by your side on darker days.

"O-oh? My choice of clothing..?" I looked down at myself, I was wearing a Rammstein t shirt with the plain logo, some sort of lightly ripped black semi skinny jeans and my loved leather boots. As usual I was decorated with my spiky bracelets, studs and what not. But how could someone compliment the way I was dressed? Back home the "normal" people would of thrown rocks at me if they could of gotten away with it.

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome. I saw the scene with the girl, you don't need to worry.. I have the feeling that the blessed and the sinners will never get along. It's sort of ironical how the "good ones" are the ones starting all the fights. "He said as we were talking about a normal subject but in reality I lost him after the first words.

"Excuse me...?" I pulled out the most confused face in the history.

"I see.Don't worry, one day you'll know it all. Until then just be careful, it will all go smoothly."He said confidently before asking me."What's your name by the way?"

"My name is Shane.. is there anything I should know right now?Because now I'm a little worried, maybe confused as well."

He grinned while looking at the waves crashing into the boat. "There's time for everything."

We had kept talking about ourselves and random events from our lives just to pass the time, I found out things like his favourite color being green, he was from India and he loved spicy food. After all small talks like this had always made me feel good and made me forget of my worries as well.

It was not long until the ferry-boat got quite empty, most of the passangers being left on various islands, maybe for vacations or different cities to move in, like my case was. There were around ten teenagers, at least they looked that way, left on the boat, thing that made me realise we had to be approaching the "last stop". Such excitement.

When time arrived for us to get on the island I was more than happy to at least have Bishen around until I would find a taxi or something, because I wouldn't of wanted a similar incident with the one on the boat, who knows what creeps live at the edge of the city.

After I opened my mobile GPS and found a taxi man who had mercy when coming to price, I spoken my last words to my new friend.

"Thank you for making my evening better, hopefully we'll meet again, take care!"

"Sure thing, this place is not that big, we'll surely meet again sooner or later."

Turning back to the taxi man who politely helped me with my heavy luggage, my eyes froze on a lady in her forties. Her eyes stoned me in place while her expression was something between being surprised, horrified and angered. I didn't want another incident so I instantly stepped into the car, sending the driver the information which he needed. Was really everyone planning on pulling off such a memorable scene? In my opinion I wasn't dressed that bad,my hair was washed, there was nothing on my face, at least not when I had lastly checked.

So many questions were flying into my secret place, that's how I liked to call my mind, will the weirdness stop? Will I meet Cassey? Will I have an easy time here? Could this people be worse than those back home... wait,is that even possible?The struggle was real.

After paying the kind and friendly taxi driver, I collected all my luggage and I looked right up the block I was about to step into. The night was set, it was nine o'clock and my eyes couldn't just avoid the beauty of the city in the street lights, the extravagant scenery and yet nothing looked as modern as in other countries, surprisingly.

For what felt like hours I had been trying to find my apartment, so when I ended up in front of it I felt like God blessed me or something. Without hesitation I took out my vintage looking key and I opened the door to a paradise home. The rooms were spacious and well calculated, the furniture was black and made from great quality wood. Decorations like carpets and curtains were crimson red, it was all well furnished. Even the bathroom was as twice as big as my old one, I fell in love with an apartment...

I shoved the luggage in, I took a shower in what seemed like the biggest bathtub in this planet, I fanboyed one more hour about how amazing this place was. When tiredness hit me hard I had to lay in bed, and go again to my secret place..