CHAPTER 14

THE HYBRID'S CURSE

BY JINX

CHAPTER 14: TENSION

Gaia, was saying a lot of confusing stories about how they went to a party thrown that night by one of her friends in school, and then her and Michael were dared to kiss each other because they thought that they were dating and didn't know that they were actually related but we didn't. so we were given another dare, to go the park, and get stuck on a roller coaster there, and stay still morning. So that is what we did. Gaia said wrangling her hands nervously as her dad watched her, quietly.

"Tell me the house and names of the people who told you to do that dare, and I will rip their heads from their bodies. What are their names?" He asked as Gaia quickly shook her head saying,

"No father, don't do it. That is a very bad idea. Killing them seriously, dad. It was just a dare. No need to go overboard." Gaia said but her father wasn't satisfied.

"Gaia, for the last time, tell me their names, I need to rip off heads now, or else I will start with yours." Her dad said, as she shuddered.

She was so dead. she knew it.

Meanwhile, Michael had gotten to his room, just in time to see his father crouched up on the bed, reading his romance books with disdain, and contempt.

He gulped as his father looked up, and frowned immediately flinging the book, into the glass vase that was on the table, as it shattered into pieces.

Michael cringed. He liked that vase, and that book. Both were destroyed now. Great.

Yay, my dad is here. He said sarcastically in his mind, resisting the undeniable urge to roll his eyes, but he knew that meant more trouble from his father.

"Good morning, Sir. He said gravely, his voice void, and emotionless, as he stood rooted in a spot. He just hoped that his father wouldn't say anything about his shoulder. He knew that his dad could smell the blood, he could see him, trying to control his fangs and claws from digging deep into his own son."

Another reason, he hated being a vampire. The desire of blood can overcloud your senses and attack anyone even family, just in that bed to get the blood.

"There, is nothing good about the morning, son. Where were you? do you know how long you kept me waiting. How long I had to stay without sending my men after you just to find you, because the girl also wasn't in her room, and your scents were together so I should not be worried, because you two were just out probably getting something." He said as she used his claws to scratch the wall, walking slowly towards Michael.

Michael stared his father down in his eyes and said,

"Well, I didn't know that I still cared or matter to you, because as I can recall clearly, the last time we talked, you said you don't want to see me again, if I crossed that door. That I should go and be gone. I did everything you said, so why are you here?"

"You said you were going to school, to mix up with the humans, and try and live a normal life." His father said exasperated raising his voice a bit higher, as Michael replied also, in a high tone.

"People want a normal life dad. I do. Did you ever stop to think for once, what I want? You are only about the heir of the throne, to lead the vampires, humans are nothing but blood bags, trying to force the version of you, into me. But no more dad. I said no more." Michael said taking a stand.

His father looked at him, stunned for a minute, before bursting out into an evil laugh. He kept on laughing and laughing for some time as Michael watched him, with anger in his eyes, wishing he was strong enough to kill his father. This man wasn't fit to be his father. This was a monster, a beast in human clothing.

"No more what? Trying to be normal? Fitting in here, in a town of humans being, miserable, hopeless human beings. We are superior to them, we own them. They were created as food for us. They can't even do a thing we do. We rule kingdom, they fight for fuels and taxes. They cause pollution. There is nothing good about them, they are still the conniving sons and daughters of bitches that I know them to be, and you think I am the bad guy. You are a bloody vampire. Get over this childish immature phase of yours, and get back to where you truly belong. As the future leader of our clan seated by my right hand side."

"No father, I won't. I am not going back, even if you did your worst. There is no going back, there. There is nothing for me there."

Just then, his father stopped laughing as he frowned, his anger visible to everyone. In a twinkling of eye, he zapped forward, slamming Michael to the wall as he choked him saying,

"First of all, it was the blood, you stopped drinking blood. I told your mother, she was leave him, he has his choices to do what he wanted, but I knew I should have stopped you then. Besides I knew that the hunger would drive you back to drinking blood, but it seems you have been able to tolerate it. Now it is rebelling against me, disobeying direct order as your father and leader. Tell me, what stops me from making you die, by my own hands, right here, and right now." Gadreel said tightening his hold on Michael's neck, who was busy tugging at his father's hand with both hands, as he could feel his oxygen getting smaller and smaller as he was lifted off the ground.

Gadreel, let his eyes change completely as his claws dug deep into, Michael's neck, as blood poured out freely down his body.

The pain was too much as Michael screamed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the mansion, as Mia woke up, screaming in her bed.