1 Entering hell
I sat at the top of a cliff, looking down at the small town below, its inhabitants going about their daily lives, unaware of the secrets hidden under the shadows.
For what lies beneath this small town is laid bare before my eyes. Like a quick nip slip, my eyes catch everything and my mind shan't forget.
"Bob! what are you doing here? We have to get to school!" yells my accursed sister reminding me of the perils that await my mortal coil.
"Coming!" I yell back in a sweet voice, ah, how I wish to be an unladen swallow that has an airspeed velocity of 24 mph and fly away.
Hopping inside the beaten-down truck that my father gifted us on our arrival I couldn't help but lament my lack of license and my father's refusal to let me drive illegally.
For what use is having the old man be chief of police if not being able to break a few laws?
"Stop making that face," said the foul beast next to me. For what else but a beast could get that angry once a month?
*Bam*
"Curse ye woman, doth thee not know restraint!" my voice boomed with righteous fury. As a practitioner of equal rights and equal lefts, I lay my hand across the back of her head.
"What the fuck Bob! Don't hit me!" ayy, the monster seemed to have more fight within so I raised my glorious hand to deliver God's wrath, yet I was stopped by a hand across my cheek.
"oi." I shouted in disbelief, "our commandments said no hitting the face!" I referred to the sacred 69 commandments we had forged with blood and tears together as children.
Before she could respond to the oath-breaking, we pulled into the hellscape itself, school. Stepping out of the vehicle a sense of dread grasps my form.
Oh ye great old one, devourer of worlds, conquer of thots lend this humble and handsome god the strength to traverse the web of lies and deceit before me for your subject ain't wort...
"Stop that. Everyone's looking," my sister said, returning to her meek and antisocial self, but looking around, her words held for all the eyes were on us.
"Come, sister, we shall make haste lest we fall victim to the traps before us!" I said as I gallantly strode towards the entrance, my sibling following behind me, trying to act like she didn't know me, 'bah, how foolish,' I couldn't help but think.
"You must be the new kids. Hi, I'm Eric. The eyes and ears of this place. Anything you need. Tour guide, lunch date, shoulder to cry on." the wench before me utters to my shocked sister. How dare he hit upon my blood before me.
"Step aside, peasant! Lest your head be separated from your body" I towered over him at a glorious height of 6'6, and my wild black hair and beastly golden eyes stared down upon him with the promise of pain.
"W-wha," he stuttered in surprise and fear as my form engulfed him in darkness before he hurried away with his tail between his legs.
Turning towards my sister, I was surprised at the lack of gratitude on her face; instead, I was only met with embarrassment and disbelief as she made her way into the office down the hall.
Scratching my head in confusion, I made haste to follow lest I be deserted in the fiery hell around me.
****
Torture, death, and murder were all things that passed through my mind as I entered my first class of the day... Math, realizing not even the great old one could save me anymore.
Looking around the room at the inhabitants, I noticed the lack of cold corpses. I could only hope to meet one such character to lessen my boredom.
****
Lessons flew by without so much as a hint of the bloodless family. As my despair reached the climax, salvation came in the form of the bell.
Ah, ye metal gong, how you call the end of the apocalypse and usher in a new age of food and drinks.
Stepping into the halls, I towered over the mongrels around me. I had yet to be bothered by any of the people, and it seemed they knew their place already.
Stepping into the bastion of food, I spied the form of my sister sitting on the table with two thots surrounding her.
I had known this day would come, but I had hardly prepared myself for it, but I knew the wise words told since eons ago 'if she breathes, she's a thot!'.
Wiping a single tear from my eye, I mourn my sister's departure into the darkness. Why must god be cruel and take someone so young with such a bright future?
Grabbing my food, I made my way out of the hall. While it would be good to meet the Cullen's, it would only serve to destroy my appetite, eating so close to corpses.
Finishing my food slowly, I was greeted by someone I had once considered a friend.
*Ding Ding Ding*
It is true how they say you either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain as the bell sounds like the time for my next lesson.
Moving towards my Biology class, I spotted the one once known as my sister and a boy walking in the same direction as me. Too emotionally damaged by her recent falling I restrain myself from greeting her.
Entering class after them, I see my sister sitting awkwardly beside some depressed emo kid. Poor sop. It seems he's her next target. He seemed to give me a confused look before looking at Bella with disgust.
He seemed bright and knew what was good for him, giving him a nod of approval. I was surprised when he returned it, my sister shooting a glare my way.
Taking a seat towards the back, I watch as my sister and the emo have awkward interaction until the bell rings, and he seems to bolt for the door.
'Run, forest run,' I could help but think, gaining another look of approval from the kid, making my way toward the car park. I couldn't help but think how I had yet to see a cold corpse at all today
****
(Emo kids POV)
Today was just like any other, Horrible. Entering the cafeteria, I overheard a group talking about our family, a common sight, but the lack of thoughts coming from one of the girls surprised me.
I had to look out for her. I couldn't help but think as an unknown warmth spread in my long-dead heart.
After lunch, I head to my next class. The girl, Bella, walks in after me, and warmth again spreads through me as our eyes meet. Beautiful, no, I can't. I shake my head and move away from her as she sits beside me.
As the wind blew her scent, I had trouble containing myself. I was almost like Jasper for a second. She smells so good I couldn't help but want a bite.
Singer, was my next thought, and I dreaded what my future would be like. Combined with not knowing what she thought, I couldn't help but be disturbed.
Alas, it wasn't long until my saving grace entered Bella's brother if his thoughts are anything to go off.
'Poor sop, it seems he's her next target.' he thought, looking at the girl next to me in disgust.
'Smart kid, she's a thot now.' while I didn't know the term, I couldn't help but agree with him, even sending him a nod of approval.
The class was hell with the new addition to my table. The only good thing happening was its brothers' thoughts always pointed out her motives.
'Watch out, boyo, she's bout to attack,' he would think before she spoke.
'oof, she is really trying to catch this fish,' he thought from time to time.
'Nooooo, don't fool for the trap, young padawan!' he encouraged when the thot got too close.
When the bell rang, I left in a hurry but not before sending a nod toward my new and maybe first friend.
****
Waiting by the car for my sister, I watched as the fools left towards each of their homes. I watched as the emo went with a group but not before giving me a wave and a nod, to which I returned.
The rest of the sheeple around him looked flabbergasted at the mere act, but I paid them no mind, instead thinking about learning the emos name.
It wasn't long before the beast in human form arrived, and an aura of despair and anger radiated from her. We sat in the car for a moment before she asked me a question.
"Do I smell bad?" A trap, I thought. I mean what else could this be? Would she go so far as to lay her sights on me too?
"Yes." I responded like any brother would, "you stink."
*Bam*
