CHAPTER EIGHT:
OCTOBER 29, 1995:
I wake up around 7:20, horrified at how long I have slept. I have not thought about that night in ages, an am absolutely horrified par what would happen next, but that story will be for another time. I know. Right now I have plus pressing matters to attend to. I need to find out the reason behind the flashes I had the night I arrived. It has never happened before, and I wonder who it is that I saw lying dead on the ground during the last flash. I change once more, and remember I do not have my car. I phone Harold and he agrees to pick me up. As I wait for him, I can’t help but wonder what brochet is up to at the moment, what that psychopath has in store since I’ve killed his newborn lackeys. Harold arrives around ten minutes later. The first thing I note is how tired he looks. He shrugs it off when I press him, telling me he was up all night working on the suivant chapter. What shocks me is when he reveals he is about to kill off a character. When I press for plus information, he simply réponses he’ll let me read it when it’s done. He doesn’t say another word until we get to the school parking lot. Once we do, he quickly climbs out of the car, and gives a quick cough before replying “See toi later.” I ask him if he’ll take me back to the plage from last night, and he quickly assures me he will. I begin to sense something different in him. His illness, which for the l’amour of me I still cannot pinpoint, has worsened. I realize I’m not only running out of time to stop whatever Pike’s plans are, I’m running out of time to help Harold too. I walk into the school, and see Vincent at his locker. “Hey.” I call to him. He turns and smiles, apparently he is happy to see me. “Hey! Uh… Ashley right?” he asks. I nod. “That’s right, and your Vincent right?” I reply. Vincent nods. “I didn’t get to talk much to toi yesterday.” He responds. He looks around. “Look. I got class. Can we continue this discussion at lunch?” he asks. I nod. “Sure thing.” He nods appreciatively, and takes some livres out of his locker before rushing off. I run into Danny on my way to English, and he promises to see me at lunch also. After another long period of high-school English class, which I note, I did not see Vincent in the entire class. I shrug, wondering why he seemed in such a hurry to get to class when I talked to him. I head for gym, hoping to at least see Harold, and am disappointed when I do not see him there. I ask the teacher where he is, and he looks saddened. “He gave a doctor’s note saying his kidneys are getting worse. He went to Study Hall.” He replies. Now I know what is wrong with Harold. He has kidney cancer, the reason I did not detect this is because it is not currently treatable, and is still a relatively new condition. I wade through the classes until lunch, where I see Danny and Vincent at a table. I don’t see Harold, and briefly wonder where he is, until I remember Danny’s commentaire that he eats in the computer lab. I sigh, helping him cannot come soon enough, but I still can’t do it yet. If I do, brochet will likely discover my connection with him, which would endanger plus lives than one. I walk over and sit suivant to Danny and Vincent, who both greet me. “Harold wasn’t in gym today.” I mutter. Danny sighs, but Vincent looks confused. “Who’s Harold?” he asks. “A friend of mine and Ashley’s too apparently.” Danny replies, before turning to me. “He’s sick. It’s gotten worse.” He replies. Vincent shakes his head. “That sounds awful.” He says sadly. Vincent then decides to change the subject. “Did toi guys see the news this morning? Mike and Jason were found dead in the woods.” Danny turns, horrified. “Mike and Jason? What happened?” he asks. Vincent sighs. “I met them yesterday. They seemed nice enough…” Danny looked at him “Vincent, what happened?” he asked a seconde time. “The police a dit they had their necks snapped.” He a dit sadly. “They’re saying whoever it is could be “The Vampire” killer. Danny looks at him astounded, while I keep quiet. The rest of the school jour passes with everyone talking about the teens I had killed the night before. I meet Harold at his car, clearly things have gotten worse. I get in, and he agrees to take me to my car. I listen to him cough the whole way there, and realize I must make an important decision soon. After he drops me off, I get into my car. I have no idea what awaits me back at my apartment…
EARLIER:
PIKE’S POV:
I pace around. The school jour was about to end. Then I hear the phone ring, and I pick up. “You saw her there today too? Good. Proceed with phase two. I’ll get into position.” I hang up, and smile. Blood will spill before the night is over, and all of it will be because of Ashley Garland.
OCTOBER 29, 1995:
I wake up around 7:20, horrified at how long I have slept. I have not thought about that night in ages, an am absolutely horrified par what would happen next, but that story will be for another time. I know. Right now I have plus pressing matters to attend to. I need to find out the reason behind the flashes I had the night I arrived. It has never happened before, and I wonder who it is that I saw lying dead on the ground during the last flash. I change once more, and remember I do not have my car. I phone Harold and he agrees to pick me up. As I wait for him, I can’t help but wonder what brochet is up to at the moment, what that psychopath has in store since I’ve killed his newborn lackeys. Harold arrives around ten minutes later. The first thing I note is how tired he looks. He shrugs it off when I press him, telling me he was up all night working on the suivant chapter. What shocks me is when he reveals he is about to kill off a character. When I press for plus information, he simply réponses he’ll let me read it when it’s done. He doesn’t say another word until we get to the school parking lot. Once we do, he quickly climbs out of the car, and gives a quick cough before replying “See toi later.” I ask him if he’ll take me back to the plage from last night, and he quickly assures me he will. I begin to sense something different in him. His illness, which for the l’amour of me I still cannot pinpoint, has worsened. I realize I’m not only running out of time to stop whatever Pike’s plans are, I’m running out of time to help Harold too. I walk into the school, and see Vincent at his locker. “Hey.” I call to him. He turns and smiles, apparently he is happy to see me. “Hey! Uh… Ashley right?” he asks. I nod. “That’s right, and your Vincent right?” I reply. Vincent nods. “I didn’t get to talk much to toi yesterday.” He responds. He looks around. “Look. I got class. Can we continue this discussion at lunch?” he asks. I nod. “Sure thing.” He nods appreciatively, and takes some livres out of his locker before rushing off. I run into Danny on my way to English, and he promises to see me at lunch also. After another long period of high-school English class, which I note, I did not see Vincent in the entire class. I shrug, wondering why he seemed in such a hurry to get to class when I talked to him. I head for gym, hoping to at least see Harold, and am disappointed when I do not see him there. I ask the teacher where he is, and he looks saddened. “He gave a doctor’s note saying his kidneys are getting worse. He went to Study Hall.” He replies. Now I know what is wrong with Harold. He has kidney cancer, the reason I did not detect this is because it is not currently treatable, and is still a relatively new condition. I wade through the classes until lunch, where I see Danny and Vincent at a table. I don’t see Harold, and briefly wonder where he is, until I remember Danny’s commentaire that he eats in the computer lab. I sigh, helping him cannot come soon enough, but I still can’t do it yet. If I do, brochet will likely discover my connection with him, which would endanger plus lives than one. I walk over and sit suivant to Danny and Vincent, who both greet me. “Harold wasn’t in gym today.” I mutter. Danny sighs, but Vincent looks confused. “Who’s Harold?” he asks. “A friend of mine and Ashley’s too apparently.” Danny replies, before turning to me. “He’s sick. It’s gotten worse.” He replies. Vincent shakes his head. “That sounds awful.” He says sadly. Vincent then decides to change the subject. “Did toi guys see the news this morning? Mike and Jason were found dead in the woods.” Danny turns, horrified. “Mike and Jason? What happened?” he asks. Vincent sighs. “I met them yesterday. They seemed nice enough…” Danny looked at him “Vincent, what happened?” he asked a seconde time. “The police a dit they had their necks snapped.” He a dit sadly. “They’re saying whoever it is could be “The Vampire” killer. Danny looks at him astounded, while I keep quiet. The rest of the school jour passes with everyone talking about the teens I had killed the night before. I meet Harold at his car, clearly things have gotten worse. I get in, and he agrees to take me to my car. I listen to him cough the whole way there, and realize I must make an important decision soon. After he drops me off, I get into my car. I have no idea what awaits me back at my apartment…
EARLIER:
PIKE’S POV:
I pace around. The school jour was about to end. Then I hear the phone ring, and I pick up. “You saw her there today too? Good. Proceed with phase two. I’ll get into position.” I hang up, and smile. Blood will spill before the night is over, and all of it will be because of Ashley Garland.
Hi today i will tell toi haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the douche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me poisson of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When toi say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
suivant time toi touch water close your eyes imagine toi being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then toi should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR toi
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN plus SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the douche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me poisson of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When toi say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
suivant time toi touch water close your eyes imagine toi being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then toi should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR toi
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN plus SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Another jour in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer jour of hanging out with Friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the suivant minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
Just another summer jour of hanging out with Friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the suivant minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until toi hear
The anges sing
Thy blessing
When toi hear heaven’s
Yell toi wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was toi who committed them
And toi wil burn for sin
toi are consumed par wretched flames
And through everyones aims
toi are never hit
Nor bit
par the feu consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
toi are consumed par wretched flames
And through everyones aims
toi are never hit
Nor bit
par the feu consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until toi hear
The anges sing
Thy blessing
When toi hear heaven’s
Yell toi wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was toi who committed them
And toi wil burn for sin
toi are consumed par wretched flames
And through everyones aims
toi are never hit
Nor bit
par the feu consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
toi are consumed par wretched flames
And through everyones aims
toi are never hit
Nor bit
par the feu consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
