Chapter 14

Not long after midnight a nondescript all black sudan was making its way through the city. Inside the sudan Tristan could be seen trying to gaze through the tint which seemed to make it impossible for light to pass through. 

His eyes suddenly crystallized, and this time he could see the faint lights on the outside very clearly. A small smirk creeped its way onto his face. He really couldn't wait to explore his ability in depth. He had so many question about what cool powers were still hidden below the surface.

In the front, Jeremy could be seen driving while Matthew played shotgun. That subtle use of his power didn't go unnoticed by the both of them and Jeremy gazed back through the rearview mirror. 

"Ahem… uh.. Sir Tristan… Are you sure it's okay not to wait for the young master to wake from his slumber as well? I'm sure it would comfort him to have a friend by his side when he wakes up after such an experience."

Tristan listened to Jeremy closely but didn't turn his eyes away from the city view. He also shared the same sentiment, but he knew that after being out all weekend there would be hell at home if his parents thought he ran away.

Tristan scoffed inwardly at the thought. It was frustrating being under someone's thumb constantly. They had tried to abandon him once but when the state found out they made sure to inform them that if such an incident happened again both his parents would be thrown into prison. 

The thought of leaving their daughter without parents made them completely give up the idea of giving Tristan too much freedom. He was so evil he would hurt his poor sister. What if he used this opportunity to exacerbate the situation and she ended up in foster care or something? 

They couldn't take the risk. So his parents put on a good show as guardians and always seemed so loving and caring in the eyes of others. Only he knew how sadistic they were. How their playful banter and teasing were laced with their true thoughts. 

"I have an unkind human family… Alexiel will understand."

Matthew and Jeremy looked at each other briefly and then nodded. such a situation is all too common. Humans giving birth to mutant children and causing great suffering in their lives. Most children in said situations grow up to be criminals who couldn't take the psychological burden after so many years of torment.

As the rest of the drive was silent and peaceful, they arrived almost too quickly in Tristan's opinion. When they pulled up, the light's in the house were still on and that gave him a foreboding feeling. He hadn't been able to check his phone that died while he was sleeping and vampires didn't make it a habit to keep track of such minor details. 

Tristan could only muster up the courage to get out after sitting out front for 15 minutes. Before he got out he spoke to both vampires.

"Alexiel trust's you, and I'm thankful for your protection. You are both invited into my home. But as I've said, I have a mentally ill, prejudiced family, so if you could keep your presence underwraps that would be much appreciated."

"Don't worry, Jeremy will park the car around the block. I'll be hidden in the area until morning and then someone else will keep watch over you. Just go about your everyday life and we'll only step in if we believe your life is in danger, rest assured."

Matthew followed him out of the car, but when Tristan turned around to listen to his words, there was no sign of the man at all. Even as his voice lingered in his ears a bit longer. This small display of ability left a nice impression on Tristan. 

Not bothering to tidy the clothes he borrowed from the vamps, only adjusting the veil he asked for, he directly made his way into his house. what greeted him though was jarring!

His sister Tierra, her boyfriend, and two old men were sitting in the living room. What really gave him a shock was that his sister and her boyfriend were in the midst of an intense wrestling match and the two old geezers were catching the fight from all angels!! 

"What the Fuckk?"

They had clearly been partying as the music in the house was not low and snacks and used bowls littered the place all over! 

"Did I just walk in on a porno?"

Everyone in the house was naked when he walked it, glass pipes and cloudy crystals could be seen on one of the tables, and they all seemed so entranced by their own activities they still hadn't noticed Tristan's arrival. 

It was not until one of the old geezers went to grab some more snacks that he finally realized they were not all alone as promised!

"Hey! Who let a kid in here? we're shooting a movie!"

Tristan's head was spinning! His sister was hardly 18! What was all of this?

"What are you doing to my sister!?"

Someone finally cut the music, presumably the other old man, and Tierra looked over to find her brother standing there with a perfect view of everything! Unfortunately she reacted in her very typical way. 

"HOW DARE YOU COME HOME AFTER BEING OUT ALL WEEKEND!

YOU DIDN'T REPLY TO ANY OF MY CALLS OR TEXTS AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK INTO MY HOUSE LIKE NOTHING'S HAPPENED! 

GET OUT! YOU DON'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE! YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN THIS HOME!"

Her words hurt a lot, like crushing his little heart. But his face remained impassive. It was nothing he hadn't heard before, it was even one of the phrases that would play in his head from time to time when he was sitting all alone in his room. 

"I hate it here."

Was all he could muster up to say, before he gave up on caring about this situation anymore. If his sister wanted to perform lewd acts in return for drugs that was her business. If she wanted to stain their parents' living room in their juices, he couldn't care less at this point. 

Before he left the vampire caverns he figured he would tell his parents he was in the hospital all weeknd and even got a contact number for Dr. Cali's clinic just in case. 

Now it seems like he prepared for nothing seeing as his parents weren't home yet and from the looks of how his sister was acting, shouldn't be home anytime soon. It really suck's when you want to be comforted by the people who are supposed to care about you and you soften up a bit thinking that if they opened the opportunity to be there for you, you would lower your head and accept it.

Unfortunately life isn't a fairytale and bad people don't change overnight. Tristan just sighed and started heading towards his room. He was eager to remove this veil and lay in his own bed. The sight of him turning his back on her drove Tierra over the edge! With all the Meth she had in her system her inhibitions we're at an all time low! She suddenly shouted out!

"Hand me the fucking blow torch this bastard doesn't seem to get it! We'll see how he listens after the other side of his face is ruined!"

Her boyfriend, the fucking prick that he was, actually grabbed the torch and handed it to her. What kind of psychotic dysfunctional partner would condone such actions?

Completely naked tities being thrown left and right as she made great strides to catch up to Tristan. She already had the torch burning before she grabbed his shoulder and twirled him around, putting the flame right up against the left side of his face.

What should have been this little bastard's screams of mercy sounding in her ears ended up with silence filling the room. The two old geezers had seen people go too far before when they were high! but it took a certain level of crazy to actually have those kinds of impulses in you in the first place. 

"We should get out of here!"

The two men agreed and began to grab their clothes and head towards the door even without getting dressed. They threw all their equipment into a few boxes they brought with them and right as they were reaching for the drugs all over the table, the front door was opened again!

Their parents had finally returned from their trip. They caught an earlier flight that was cheaper and decided it would be nice to sleep at home before work in the morning. No one could fathom coming home and walking in on such a situation.

In full view they could see their naked daughter holding their son up against the wall with a blow torch to his face! Two naked strangers, and their daughter's naked boyfriend taking another hit on their couch from his pipe. 

They immediately let go of their luggage and rushed to their daughters' side! 

"Tierra! Tierra, what's wrong?? What did this little bastard do to you? Why are you like this? Mother and father are here! Tell us! Please! what's happening?"

"Mom… Dad… I… I didn't want to…"

Tierra, completely caught off guard, still gave an award winning performance.

"Tristan you unfilial bastard! Go to your room while we clean your sister up! Everyone Else get the hell out of my house!"

Tristan's father actually shoved him to the ground to make room for him and their mother to get a better look at Tierra.

One of his parents was even stepping on Tristan's leg and acted completely ignorant of the fact. This time Ttristan couldn't hold back the tears of disappointment and betrayal. catching her in the act did nothing to change their views of him. He clenched his fists tightly listening to all their worry and concern be poured onto her.

It was this moment of grief and distress that Tristan felt a flutter in the corner of his heart…

"Alexiel?"

***

Back in the Underground caverns

"How could there be another master of the city when you're standing in front of me?"

Cassandra placed one finger on her lips and gave off a cute smirk.

"Little brother, can you tell me when I told you I was the master of the city? I mean can you tell me when I told you that personally?"

Alexiel was taken back at this question. What was she talking about? Everyone in the Cavern called her Lady Cassandra and she was always the one handing out the top orders to people. Her face was all over the news and different media outlets. 

Everyone knew she was the master of the city! There were literally no contenders right?

"I'm sorry I don't follow, did you lose your position while I was sleeping? 

Oh no, has the enemy already attacked and taken over? 

Are we in danger??"

Alexiel couldn't help wondering what had all happened while he was unconscious.