Bloodshed

Chapter one

Markus' POV 

As we walked back home dragging our latest "meal", fresh human flesh, my mom and Stepdad, Ben were talking about how I was going to be starting my second year of high school tomorrow with the other "mythological creatures" as the humans say it. We're not mythological, we're just as real as them. Just.... deadlier.

"Markus." my Mom said chowing down on an old man's kidney. "There's going to be a new girl in your class tomorrow."........A new girl?....... "Really? Who?" I asked confused. There hasn't been a new person in our school in ages. (Literally ages) "Seraph Ghoul..... I don't want you to talk to her.", she said sourly. "Why?" I asked, curiosity taking over me. I put down the man's leg. Normally my mom is very kind, (even to the people she eats). Out of nowhere, my Stupid Step dad butted into the conversation. "Don't ask questions. Just listen to your, mother. You know how things get when you don't" he said. Now she was getting on my nerves. I hate being left in the dark. But not for real. The dark is my home.

"Can you at least tell me what creature she is so I know who to stay away from?" I asked, upset. "UUGGH! Will you two stop talking about school? I'm trying to eat my brain!" said my annoying twin sister Nina. I just stuck my tongue out and turned to my mom. She sighed. "She's a demonic angel." my mom said giving me her zombified mom look. That was when I knew to get off of the topic. When she gives you the mom look, that means the conversation is over.

"HEY! Save some brains for me and mom!" I yelled at Nina and Ben . She gave me a lunatic smile "Well if you're going to pass any of your classes I guess you're gonna need more than what you have." She said bittersweetly, then threw a chunk of brain at me. I caught it in my mouth and threw my hands in the air, after stumbling over our three headed wolf: Dart, Hellion ,and Heaven (yes we named each head). "Good catch Marky!" I turned to her furious. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!" I yelled in a muffled voice because there was brain in my mouth. "What do you not get, about 'Don't call me that!'" Nina made a kinda nervous look and I could tell that she remembered that day.

When we were four, she called me Marky all the time. But one time we were outside at dusk But then these older kids came along and started making fun of me and then started beating me up, I yelled at Nina to get mom and dad but the bullies grabbed her too. We screamed and yelled until our throats were hoarse but it was no use, our parents couldn't hear us from the backyard. Once it was light outside, they finally let us go... So I told her never to call me that again. She usually doesn't call me that but sometimes she gets caught in the moment.. "Nina..... You know Markus doesn't like it when you call him that." said my step dad. Nina nodded and smiled at me. Sweetly "Okay then how bout I call him... Markey Warkey?" she said evilly "That's it both! of you to your rooms!" yelled my mom.