Castle of Devils

Can Ghost Get A Name Change?

"So I have been doing some thinking," Valak said as he wandered into Virgil's room. The vampire was still on his hunger strike and sulking in his bed. Valak paid no mind to it though, he had haunted the other enough to know addressing it would only cause it to last longer. (At least he hoped so.) "And 'Valak' is so old school, don't you think?" Virgil didn't respond, too focused on trying to suppress his hunger. Valak already assumed Virgil wouldn't and carried on. "And my thinking has led me to come up with the idea to change my name." 

This sparked Virgil's interest, but he still refused to answer. Valak didn't get offended by Virgil's lack of response. He knew the other tended to stay as quiet as he could when he was hungry, at least until the feeling went away. "Now, I'm not sure what kind of name I want yet, like how do you choose a name? What is a name? What is society?" Virgil snorted. Valak counted that as a win. "Anyway, of course I have to keep the snake aesthetic-" 

"Drama queen," Virgil cut in with a smirk. 

Valak feigned offense. "Why I never! Me? A drama queen? It's impossible." Virgil rolled his eyes. "Now, as I was saying before I was so gracefully interrupted." Valak cast aside his glance at Virgil who simply stuck his tongue out at the ghost. "And since I am practically your mother at this point," 

"You're not my mom," Virgil objected. 

Valak rolled his eyes. "Seriously, Virgil? Why if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be out here chasing your dreams? And honestly, could you really forget the amount of times I've scared humans out of the castle because you forgot to lock the door. Honestly, you must have a death wish or something." 

"Well," Virgil started. 

Valak turned around to face him with a glare. "No, no death wishes allowed."

"Aww but it's so fun," Virgil teased. 

"Did that even make sense?" Virgil shrugged. "Well, I was thinking, since I am such a good mother to you-" Virgil rolled his eyes "-that decided I would find a name with the same cultural origin as you!" 

"Oh? And what would that be?" 

"Janus."

Virgil blinked. "Janus?" 

"Yeah," Valak started, suddenly insecure, "Is it bad?" 

Virgil was silent for a few moments before nodding his head. "No, I like it, it's certainly unexpected. But unexpected is good."

"Really?" Valak asked as he floated closer and down onto the bed. 

"Yeah, it's cool." 

Janus smiled. "Thanks, Virgil."

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"Wow! This is quite a place you got here, Roman!" Remus exclaimed as he entered Roman's home, his brother pausing to lock the door. 

"So, what are we going to do about the vampire?" Roman asked, cutting right to the chase. 

Remus frowned. "I told your, dear brother, that I'm going to have to see him in action first before I can decide how we go about this."

"But that could result in someone dying!" Roman exclaimed, angrily. 

Remus rolled his eyes. "Well I don't want to go in and end up getting killed because we underestimated him." 

Roman left out a huff. "Fine." He sat down on his couch as Remus continued to explore his home. Soon, his brother came back and plopped down on the recliner opposite his brother. Roman had calmed down enough by now to ask his next question. "Is there a way to protect my friends Logan and Patton?"