October 9
Friday
12 am
Third person
Quinn began to twitch and moan, his limbs jerking as he began to sweat profusely. His breathing was ragged and shallow, as his temperature began to rise. He tossed and turned, his body wracked with pain, and he could hear the sound of howling in the distance.
As the fever dreams continued, he was transported back to the night that he was bitten by the werewolf. He remembered the sharp pain everywhere on his body, and the feeling of the creature's teeth sinking into his flesh. He could feel the power coursing through his veins, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he would transform into a creature of the night.
His dreams began to grow more and more vivid, and he found himself running through the forest, his body growing stronger and more powerful with each step. He could feel the full moon overhead, and he knew that his transformation had begun. The man's body began to contort and warp, and he let out a howl of agony as he became something less than human.
4:46 am
Quinn
As I woke from my fever dreams, i felt exhausted and weak, but i also felt a sense of power and strength that i had never experienced before. I knew that i will be transformed into a werewolf, and I would have to learn to control my new abilities or risk hurting those I loved the most.
"Hey baby." Just when I was getting stressed I felt Janet's arm wrap around me relaxing me a bit as a flashback of last night went through my head making me bite my lip. "Wanna go for round 2?" I lied back down as she pulls the cover over our bodies with excitement but unfortunately we got interrupted by a knock. "We're leaving in negative 20 minutes so get dressed and we'll head out." Gabriel said and I roll my eyes. "I guess when I come back we'll resume." I sluggishly got out of bed but Janet stayed I know she was tired for the past few days from the incident in Transylvania to now. It's stressful I must admit. Before leaving I kiss her goodbye on the forehead as she stirs in her sleep and met up with the others.
It took us about an hour to reach the warehouse. Nicholas parked the car before Gabriel and I exit. "Hey good luck in there." He salute and I brush it off not thinking of it too much because what's so bad about this witch?
"I know what you're thinking, she's a ordinary bitter lady but no she's more than that. She's pure evil claiming she'll open up the gates of hell to release the mother but I have no idea what she's talking about."
The way Gabriel talks about this like it's a regular day at the office is sending shivers down my spine. I guess working for an monster hunting organization for many many years can make you become a Gabriel.
"Wow, crazy bitch. So um Gabriel tell me more about your life do you remember anything because I remember you mentioning that you and dracula had history long before his transformation."
We approach this big green metal door and turns to look at me. "They only appear in my nightmares but when I wake up everything is all fuzzy." He opens and enters leaving me to wonder what he really wanted to say.
"Oh another handsome fellow hi I'm liz." She grins at me. "Don't talk to her." Gabriel said sternly. "Alright Liz play time has been gone days ago and now it's time to pay. Quinn has been affected by your wicked curse which means that one of these nights he'll become a monster like Ezekiel."
He practically screamed at her as she nonchalantly looks at him before turning to me interrupting him as he rants. "Are you having any fever dreams yet Quinn Turner?" I look at Gabriel for approval and he nods. I took a deep breath before speaking.
"I had one this morning." She smirks. "And what calmed you down when you get that feeling of the werewolf DNA pumping through your veins?"
"My girlfriend's touch." I smile a little."
"Then there you have it. He can live with it he just needs to keep boning his girlfriend. I'm sure he wouldn't mind after their session in the showers last night." My eyes widen as Gabriel cleared his throat.
"We don't need a treatment Liz what we need is a cure."
"How about you shit out the one that you took in 1888 at the same time when you killed a-
She was cut off by a punch that Gabriel gave her with his right hand but it looks like she knew something about Gabriel's past, saying he knew about the last cure.
"This is a waste of them." He turned away but I grab him by the shoulder. "What is she talking about Gabriel?"
He removes my hand and takes a deep breath. "I was once bitten by an werewolf," I look at him with curiosity as he explained himself. "But fortunately I was cured in 1888 by Anna Valerius." He finished explaining with his head hanging down.
"Tell him the rest of story Gabriel maybe then you won't feel so guilty about what you did." The witch spoke in a sleepy voice before falling back asleep.
"She's a liar Quinn she'll say anything." He sighs heavily and walks out leaving me in there so I took it as my opportunity to get some answers. "Liz." I whisper and she pops open her eyes. "He's hiding something Quinn, it's darker than you think." She told me and Gabriel called my name. "Right behind you!!"
"I need to know what he is."
"I don't have much time before he calls for you again but I can help you with just the saying of these word, O mother of darkness, come to me in my time of need. Hear my call, and offer me guidance and strength."
I nod and she closes her eyes. When I came up to Gabriel he had a look of curiosity on his face like he somehow heard me.
"We're going to stop at Nicholas for some supplies and then we head home." I exhaled a shaky breathe as I follow him to the car. I go in the back as he goes into the front seat buckling up.
As soon as I get home I'm telling Janet. I know she'll be on my side because she already has eyes on him ever since he said he was an immortal.
Janet
I woke up to the sound of someone Knocking harshly on my front door. Quickly I went for the exit of my bedroom but remembered I was only in my underwear. "Ugh." I grab my green robe and dashed for the doors. "Coming!!!" As I pass the guest room a thud was heard but I was more focused on the unexpected guest. "Janet!!"
"Be right there- oh hello officer Samuel." I smiled widely as I swung open the front door. "Good morning miss Slovak I think you know by now why I'm here." He said taking a step into my house. "No I do not."
"Well, a day ago you and your little friends escaped without a scratch after a intense shootout at the Nashville Tennessee hospital. Something tells me that your little Jesus friend had something to do with it." He took a seat on my couch.
"We were scared okay, so we ran but after the crash I didn't see Quinn I swear."
"So you did crash huh, Why didn't go to the hospital?"
"Because we'd be arrested on spot. I was there at two crime scenes that I wasn't even involved in."
"I believe you Janet but still you should've gotten help, you're all bruised up. Let me take you to the hospital." He offered and Gabriel walked in startling the officer.
"Hey Gabriel this is officer Samuel, Samuel this is my cousin's boyfriend Gabriel." Gabriel shot me a look when the police officer wasn't looking and I mouthed an apology. "Let me check on my sweetheart." He sassed, walking gay like to the guest room. "I want you all to come down to the station for questioning."
I nod and hugged him. I wanted him to know that I appreciate his patience. I watch him exit my house and driving off to turn the corner leaving my street. I ran to Nicholas's car seeing him and Quinn in the back.
Quinn gets out as Nicholas gets in the driver's seat. "That was close." Quinn chuckle before pulling me into a kiss. He seems happy which means he found a cure. "I didn't find a cure but I think I'm getting somewhere."
Nicholas drives off and we hurry into the house seeing Simon on the couch whimpering. "Don't touch it you fucking idiot!!" He yells at Gabriel. "Alright that's it I'm taking everyone to the hospital except Quinn obviously."
"So you guys are going to leave me all by myself here?"
"Just stay inside and there's some frozen pizza in the fridge so eat away until we get back." I rush into my room as Gabriel dials Nicholas's number.
Aiden
"Mom she's fine, she said some guy named Gabriel is taking her to the hospital." I told my mom as we got into the car. When i closed my door I see Sebastian walking by with a blonde hair girl. I thought it could be his girlfriend until a dark hair man came out of his house and kissed his mom on the lips. "Take care of your brother Heather."
"He's not my brother, Lawrence is, speaking of the anti Christ where is he?" Heather and Sebastian stopped walking then looked around for the Lawrence boy when all of a sudden someone's body blocks my view. "You must be Sebastian's little friend he keeps talking about." A young dark hair boy with the most beautiful blue eyes besides Sebastian's, I have ever seen. Wait Sebastian has been talking about me?!
"You are correct, I'm Aiden and you are...
"Lawrence, Sebastian's step brother."
"Ugh there you are Lawrence we have to go do that thing remember?" Heather came up to us while Sebastian stood where he was and awkwardly waved at me. I waved back with the same attitude. What crawled up his ass this morning?
"Aiden you ready to go buddy, oh wait these are your new friends or something?" My mom asked as she buckled in. Heather and Lawrence removed their selves from off my dad's car and walked away but Lawrence took one last look at me before looking ahead. "Not really they're Sebastian's step brother and sister."
My dad's brow arched. "I didn't know Miss Bell was seeing someone." When he said that my mom shot him a look of suspension.
"Babe I was just curious."
"Just start the car Lyle. I want to see my daughter." From the day I could understand emotions I knew my mom had a jealousy thing but sometimes I don't get it. My mother is the most beautiful woman in my eyes so why is she worried about my dad being unfaithful, unless there's more to what I'm seeing right now.
After some time we got to the hospital seeing that doctor from the last time we were here with a cast on his ankle, my sister in a hospital gown sitting on the bed while a nice attractive guy sat in one of the chairs.
"Um excuse me if I'm being rude but who the hell are you?" My dad asked the sitting man and when he looked up at my father it was like he had seen a ghost.
"Dad, the is Gabriel Turner, Quinn's long lost cousin and the guy over there is actually a doctor, he just broke his ankle."
Something doesn't sit right with me. "Gabriel, my family." Janet smiles. Suddenly Kayla comes in crashing into Janet.
"I'm glad you're okay." They pull away from their hug I take it as my turn. "He's hot." I immediately whisper to her as Gabriel starts talking to my parents. "You think that's hot wait until you see him shirtless." She snicker.
"What do you mean after the crash he went missing?!" My dad exclaimed scaring everyone in the room. "Sorry, where do you think he might have gone?"
I had to choose whether I should listen to Janet and Kayla word fuck Gabriel or listening out for Quinn's M.I.A situation.
I am playing detective so Quinn it is. "I don't know but all I can say is someone wants him dead we have to find him before they do."
Justin
I went to my mom's house to be there for her in case of any bad news about my aunt Liz. "Did she mention anything about a stalker before she went missing?" I asked, as my mother poured me a cup of tea.
"No, but she did say someone broke into her house days ago," she sighs, taking a seat.
"What if they took her and are holding her hostage in exchange for money?," I ask, my tone serious.
"You're right, I need to get to the police station because they said to return with more information. Are you coming with me?" She got up, her half-finished tea in hand.
"No, I'll stay here," she pouted, washing her dishes and heading upstairs.
Ah, my childhood home. I remember the days of living in this place. There were four bathrooms and nine bedrooms, making it spacious and always spotless, and who could forget the old painting that I used to be terrified of?
I suppose they also creeped my mother because I don't see them anymore. Or, they may be in the attic. It's been quite a long time since I last looked at my family photo album, and I should look back at my younger self, especially in times like these.
Just as I was about to step onto the staircase, my phone rings. I grab my chest in complete fright before pulling it out of my pocket. Kayla's calling. "Hey, babe. The doctors admitted Janet and Dr. Wallace into the hospital. But, Dr. Wallace will be staying for a few days," she tells me.
I release a sigh of relief. I've been worried about them for hours, for they never called before or after the crash. I know Quinn is staying in door, which is likely for the best, since he nearly got them killed. Yet, what if the shooter trails them as they return home?
I turn to leave my parents' home when I hear a woman's voice calling my name. Nobody else is here but me -- I must be exhausted. "Justin, I know you can hear me," the voice sounds much clearer now, and that's when I realize. "Aunt Liz?" I gasp.
"I'm not physically here, but I'm in your mind," her voice states, causing my heart to drop for two reasons -- 1) how am I hearing her voice in my head, and 2) I do not want her to die.
"Where are you and who abducted you," I ask, wanting to know more about my aunt's mysterious situation.
"As ungrateful as this will sound -- do not come looking for me, my nephew. I'm better off this earth, for I have caused nothing but pain, merely because I wanted to be like her. But, I've realized that I am not -- I am a kind person who doesn't know what she's doing and now it's too late," my aunt shares.
"Who is 'her'," I question, unsure of whom my aunt is referring to as well as what she means by it being too late. "Aunt Liz, you're scaring me and I am confused because you're not making sense," I reveal.
"You should be scared," she replies, which worries me greatly. "What's going to happen soon," I say, wanting to know what she means by her ominous response.
"Stop speaking with riddles and state what you want to communicate," I say, demanding an explanation to the cryptic words my aunt has been speaking.
"Okay, fine," she relents. "When I was 28 years old, I relocated to our forefathers home country, Romania, Transylvania, and went to the town hall to learn more about it. I discovered that our family has ties to witchcraft and there was a cult leader teaching atheists how to disregard God, but only two people made it out of that cult by sacrificing most of the others. Those two people: Vladimir and Gheata."
Upon hearing this, I am inclined to believe her since she's communicating with me through my mind. "You learned all of this from the town hall articles? It sure sounds detailed," I observe.
"That explains why it is so detailed. My ancestor, grandma Victorine, journaled her story, which was then printed in history books. Whenever I touch a page, I'm provided visions of her writing in her journal, which dates back to 1460," she says, sharing how she acquired this knowledge.
"So, if we are witches, does that mean that I too possess magical abilities?" I wonder, my curiosity peaked by my aunt's revelations.
"Yes, but you'll have to determine them for yourself," she tells me. I nod in understanding, aware that I need to discover these powers for my own, without any assistance.
I pause, still a little taken aback by the news about our family's connection to witchcraft, but I collect myself once more. "Okay, so what is it that you claimed would occur shortly?" I inquire, eager to hear more from my Aunt Liz.
"Oh, dear! I did not complete the account about us being associated with witchcraft. After 20 years of ignoring the information related to my being a witch, I lived my life to the fullest, along with my husband and children, until one day, I had a vision of the white-haired lady -- my aunt, who turned out to be the cult leader. Watching her work, I became inspired and wanted to do the same, which led to me becoming more of a witch than I ever was a regular person. I eventually cursed a man who stole from me, employing the curse of the werewolf."
"Oh, my goodness! This entire time, I wrongly assumed that you were a good person, but it turned out, you had been the culprit behind the entire predicament. My closest friend will become a beast at any moment now, owing to your excessive pride. Exit my brain!" I say, marching towards the front entrance.
"Not until you hear me out," she says, refusing to leave my brain until she shares her side of the situation.
"I believe I've heard enough. You are an evil witch and a liar; I believe Liz is not your real name," I say, growing irritated.
She replies, "You are correct. My true identify is Anoka, which I altered following my relocation to Romania, Transylvania."
She remains silent, causing me to assume that our discussion has ended.
I decide against disclosing this information to Kayla, even if I want to, since we have heard some bizarre occurrences, such as werewolves and now the information about witches; additionally, I am actually a wizard.
Gheata
Stupid, pathetic bitch. She's acting as if I told her to open up the gates of hell for my husband and children to come out. Oh wait I did. When I first saw Liz I thought she had potential but now she's useless and even more mischievous than I ever was. Who on Earth makes others life a living hell just because they want to prove their selves then there I was cleaning up after her mess.
She has no idea that I was ever walking on this earth and that gave me an idea. "Mom I'm going over Aiden's house!" Sebastian shouted from downstairs. "Why?!"
"To properly introduces him to heather and Lawrence then apologize." He whispered but I heard anyways.
"Okay Hun love you!" I smile as Lucifer came out of the bathroom with nothing, not even a towel.
"I figured you seen my gorgeous body so many times why not again." He smirked but I wasn't in for his needs right now. I have something really important to tend to.
"I'll be gone for a couple of hours so don't wait up." I turn in my hell form and his eyes went wide.
I groan at the way he's looking at me like a cat in heat so i disappear reaching my destination at warehouse hearing Liz sobbing with her head hung down as I turn the corner to where she sat in a chair.
I know someone's near here keeping an eye on her so I'll make this quick. "Aww what happened," she sprung up with blood shot eyes and a running nose. Not a great sight to see but I'll save her the embarrassment soon.
"Couldn't handle being evil?" I took slow steps towards her as her heart pounding as she breathed heavily. In the distance I hear a woman with a Spanish accent complaining about the camera glitching.
"Who are you?!"
I hear footsteps coming closer and smiled. Time for some possession.
As the woman enters the warehouse I enter Liz's body causing her to stopping fussing like she was before and just sat there looking out of space.
"What on earth caused it to glitch? I thought Simon said it was 100% the real deal. Fucking idiot."
The chair rises, catching the woman's attention and as she drops back, crawling backwards before stopping and making a cross on her chest as she prayed in Spanish.
I control Liz's body making her laugh. "What is your name demon!!!!???" The lady stood up. I wasn't like the dumb movie demons who tell the priest their name. I know better to not let my guard down so instead I slam Liz unto the floor, making the iron chair break back and neck killing her.
"Ahhhh!!" The woman cried out before running out of the warehouse.
Should've stayed in your lane Liz. Evil isn't for everyone. Let's just say I did you a favor by taking you out of your misery.