In Transition:The Blood Council

Ménage Conundrum (chapter 3)

Have you ever wondered why I don't talk about my family (not biologically) so much? well, something dark happened to them... Something which I never told anyone yet.

 I think it's time I tell someone about it, and speaking of time, I should probably tell you that time works differently in my world. 

Minutes feel like seconds, Days feel like hours, and nights feel longer than days, you get the idea.

It all started when my real father gave me to a family of 4. My father told them to take good care of me as he went outside the barrier before it activated. That was the last time I saw my bastard dad again.

 I mean... who could just give their sons away just like that. 

Anyway, enough about my real father. When the family took me, they never named me.

I learned their names when I was 6, their names were:

 Josh Lavendro (Step-father),

Jenn Lavendro (Step-mother),

Jake Lavendro (Step-brother), and

Jill Lavendro (Step-sister).

 They were nice to me until I was 12 years old and they saw me and my step-sister doing something bad.

 No, we weren't doing any incest or anything like that, what we were doing, was dark magic.

Dark magic was banned in Eden when I was just  4 years old. So when Josh and Jenn found out I and Jill were playing around with dark magic, they put us on a timeout, until one of us admits who started it first. 

The timeout was short because Jill sold me out quicker than a baseball player getting a home run. I admit I felt betrayed because it was both of our ideas to try something that no one has ever done for a while. I tried to tell them, but they didn't listen. Because to them, I am just a burden. 

That was the last time they ever talked to me again.

I cried for days as I tried to end it all. All the sufferings, the pain, and mostly the burden I brought to them, but a voice spoke out of my head.

"Lucky, you have potential..." the voice said.

I looked almost everywhere, but not a single soul can be found inside my room. Before I wonder what that voice was just now, Jill came into my room and hugged me (She's one year younger than me).

"Jake's gone..." she said, "there was no one else around to tell except you, brother."

I was shocked, I asked her how, but she just shooked her head and cried. When she looked up to me,  she stopped crying. She held her hand high, swinging it to my face, hitting me as hard as she could.

"How...how could you!" she shouted.

I looked up and I saw the rope I endeavored to use hanging from the ceiling.

I hugged her hard with her still resisting, "I'm sorry..."

A part of me was embarrassed. I attempted to tell her I was just a burden to them, but a part of me won't do it.

"Look, I'm sorry, but you have to tell me what happened to Jake."

After a few more seconds, she finally told me the story, 

"Me and Jake were walking on Starstruck Str. when Jake told me he needed to go to the potion shop which was far away, so Jake decided that we should take the shortcut right in front of us, but I refused. He then told me to take a long way around and he will take the shortcut, "The first one to reach the shop gets to be treated by the last one who reaches it. "When he says what he says, there will be no shilly-shallying, so I agreed. When I agreed, Jake ran fast. Even though I knew that he will reach the shop first, I still ran as fast as I could. When I reached the potion shop, Jake was nowhere to be found. I checked inside the shop and he wasn't there either. With nowhere else to look for, I went to talk to the potion seller if he had seen Jake around. The potion seller kind of looks like you, brother. He's a lot older though. He has brown hair, he's light-skinned, has a pointy nose, and has two beautiful baby blue eyes. He even has the same ring as yours, brother," 

Jill said while pointing at the ring on my hand that belongs to my father so I would not forget him.

I was curious about the potion seller, but I was interrupted by Jill's sad face.

"Then came a man at the store," Jill continued, 

"This man was wearing a pitch-black robe, a cowl covering his face, a midnight-black hoodie covering his hair, and in his hand was a black and white umbrella which he turns everytime he moves. Behind him was two big guards dressed in noir suits, chatting about a kid who went the wrong way."

"I eavesdropped their conversation and I found out they took Jake. I tried to listen more, but the guards saw me. I thought I was done for but the potion seller saved my butt in there. That's why I turned to you, brother. Please save Jake," Jill said while crying.

I told her to stay in my room, so that she's safe. I took all the things that I needed, and off I went to save Jake.

I went outside of my house, and through my neighborhood. I tried to retrace the steps of Jill, going to Starstruck Str. I walked,and walked,and walked, I was appalled. Jill told me that Jake went through an open alley, but there was no open passageway. In fact, there was no alley at all. I tried shouting his name, but I knew that won't work at all. I thought I would never find Jake at all when suddenly, I hear a voice.

"Go to the potion shop, lucky..." the voice said. The same voice that I heard back in the house.

I wondered why the voice keeps calling me by the name of lucky, but before I could do anything (again), guards were coming front and back, all dressed in noir black suits. The same one Jill described behind the strange man.

"Go through the cake booth, you'll see a ladder on the other side," the voice said.

I had no other choice, so I did what the voice said. I went through the cake booth and on the other side of it was a ladder. With no time to lose, I climbed the ladder and went to a rooftop. Up there, there was nowhere else to go.

"Jump from the other side of the rooftop," the voice said.

"Are you crazy!" I shouted, "there is no buildings to jump to!"

As I argued with the voice, I heard the guards coming up the ladder fast.

Again, I had no other choice. Either way, I'm still gonna die, so I rather die with the voice. I closed my eyes and jumped. I tried to think of a sweet memory before I die, but I had none. Before I opened my eyes, I heard a loud swish in front of me. 

In the blink of an eye, I jumped from a rooftop and somehow managed to land in the potion shop. 

In front of me was the potion seller Jill was talking about dressed in a weird robe. Right as I saw him, his ring and mine vibrated crazily. 

"Wh-who are you!?" I ask scaredly. The only thing he said opened a path in me.

"I'm...I'm your uncle..."