Fan-fucking-tabtulous

You and Camile spoke until the bell rang for third period, She wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug as you opened the door for her.

"Don't be a stranger." She chimed, before waltzing off, your eyes caught on her absolutely bubalicious ass, you hate to see her go, but love to watch her leave.

Classes went relatively quickly after that, you'd smashed through everything ahead of time just, as usual, you'd lit the bunsen burner in your advanced physics class just by touching it, luckily you'd fained an injury during to avoid suspicion.

"You alright, Mr Drake?" Dr Somme asked, sat in his khaki shorts, and cultivating his poorly groomed come-over.

"Ah... just a little burn sir." You replied.

Somme rolled his eyes "Damn kids, not a careful bone in your body. Go on, off to the nurse's office, not like you've got any work left to do anyway."

You tried your best not to smile, "Thank you, sir."

When you completed the short walk to the nurse's office, you smiled as a smooth voice hummed lightly from within. you did not knock but walked on quiet feet into the office. sat in her white coat, her hair tied up into a bun, Bonnie's small fingers tapped away on her keyboard.

She did not hear you coming, and so as you stood over her desk, admiring her, you cleared your throat.

Bonnie jolted and clutched her chest. She huffed with relief as she saw you "Bloody hell, you scared the bejesus out of me!"

"You looked so peaceful, I couldn't interrupt." You chuckled, pacing along.

Bonnie peered around to double-check nobody was there, the office was empty. She cracked a smile "Close the door."

And so you did.

When she was sure you were alone, Bonnie got up from her seat and moved over, meeting you face to face "Did you sneak out of classes just for me, Mr Drake? very naughty." Her arms enveloped you, and you felt a wave of relief, warm and gentle.

"God you feel so good." You whispered, moving in and kissing at her neck.

Bonnie bit her lip and stroked your hair "Yeah, well you're an animal. You could at least say hello before pouncing on me."

You paused and smiled awkwardly "Oh, right sorry. Your very distracting, Nurse Murphy."

She thumped you hard in the arm "I told you, call me Bonnie when we're alone you big lump."

She was so radiant and so warm "What are you?"

"I'm Hungry... do you want to go for diner, after I'm done working?" She asked.

You kissed your teeth "I'm afraid I have a date tonight, as much as I wish I could."

"You're a busy bloke huh?" She asked "Well, I guess I did have you all to myself this morning. Fine, Aye, I'll bite my tongue."

"You didn't answer my question." You pressed, "What are you?"

Bonnie let you go and placed her hands on her hips "Look, I think it's best if we just try and minimise any exposure to my past. It's bloody, and hateful and foolish... I know you saved me, but I want to -- I have to move on, I'll help you, fix you up, but beyond that, I'd prefer if we just--"

"Say no more." You smiled "You'll tell me when you want to tell me, and even if that's never. I am grateful for what you've done."

Bonnie grinned "You're a good kid. Don't let anybody take from you, okay?"

"I won't."

"Good. Now scoot, I'm afraid that I have a staff call with the principal momentarily... go on now, run along, and message me if you need me, kay?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

The day was done, and classes ended, the bell screamed once again and the halls filled. You met up with Vicky who handed you back your phone with a flush.

"It's... It's out." She said, meeting you by the doors to the dorms.

"Hmmm." You hummed, eyeing her "Next time if you take it out without my say so, I'll punish you. That clear?" The playfulness in your voice betrayed the excitement at the prospect.

Vicky huffed, and bit at her lip "Yes."

Your eyes narrowed.

Her eyes bled with lust "Yes, Sir."

"Good girl. I'll see you tomorrow." You lent in and kissed her cheek.

Vicky cried out as you walked away "You better give Jane a good time! I don't want to spend hours listening to her babble on while glamming her up for nothing!!!"

You smiled to yourself, waving Vicky off as you entered the dorm building.

As you unlocked the door to the golden suite, You walked in nonchalantly, tossing your keys on the couch and lounging with a sigh, rubbing your eyes and feeling slightly tired... odd, you hadn't felt tired in a while, Hell it was even getting harder to sleep.

Sleep is a luxury of the living

"I am living, shut the fuck up."

Yeah.... riiiiiight.

Frowning at the prospects in your head, You sighed and called out "Daisy, you here?"

No answer, you'd have heard her if she was in the shower... wherever she'd decided to go, it was obviously for the night. You had a couple of hours to yourself until your date.

Taking the remote in your hands, you flicked on the TV. Sprites danced around the edges of the wide flatscreen, over and over you changed the channel... and yet, you weren't satisfied with any of the options. Television seemed strange now, with your enhanced eyes you could spot even the smallest fault, the most minute detail out of place, it was the opposite of satisfying.

You considered pulling out your phone, finding something on the internet to toss your sales to, but even masturbation didn't feel quite right at this moment.

Restless and slightly vexed by the strange dissatisfaction that crept up your spine, You found yourself naturally thinking on it again: Jormungadr.

Standing you moved quickly over to the bed, slipping an arm in between the bedside and the adjacent wall. Hidden inside were a pack of cigarettes along with a lighter.

Your laptop clinked lightly on the coffee table, the flaming sizzle of your cigarette glowing, as the warm smokey sensation filled your lungs, and soared out into the air, dancing in rings, filling the air with dragons breath.

Unlike before, quite a few speculative sources had made commentaries on the Beast that Destroyed the City, it felt so inconsequential compared to the way these people tried to describe it. Scientists were baffled, the military panicked at the phenomenon.

Drawn to a specific article called: The World Serpent, You clicked on it almost instinctually and gorged on the new information, as You took a long toak on your ciggerette.

"Jormungandr, also known as the World serpent, is the Legendary enemy of Thor and the Son of Loki in ancient Norse mythology. Sources state in the stories of old, that the serpent was so big, that it could wrap itself thrice around the world, and bite at its own tail.

It is due to this story that the creature responsible for the destruction in east and Northwest Wallace has been granted the Mythical beasts namesake...."

You read and read, drowned in an abyssal and morbid fascination.

"Reports say that the Creature upon its first sighting was no larger than a house, however, continued to double in size with each appearance..." You read allowed "...From 20 meters to 40 meters, to 60 and upon the last sighting, the creature was reported to have reached a mass height of 85 meters. Sightings recollect it as a shadowy black mass of movement, akin to a black hurricane, whose body ripped buildings from their foundations, reducing half of the West-Willock gardens into a desolated ground of torn hills and blackened vistas. These along with our final piece of information, are all we know about this creature, or creature(s). With the final caveat of people reporting strange lunar phenomenon as soon as the beast appeared.

The United States military has put Wallace's providential areas in lockdown, and the President has continued to evade commentary on how this will be dealt with.

All we can depend on, for now, are the WPD to properly evacuate in order to protect its citizens, and the growing military structure that maintains diligence in the event that a Jormangandr incident, occurs for the 6th time."

Leaning back, you frowned and rubbed your eyes "Lunar phenomenon?" Strange, that especially caught your eye-"OW!" You hissed the red hot cherry of your cigarette burning the skin between your fingers as its long ashy body had burned out while you read.

A couple of hours passed, you tried to have a snack and failed, You tried to have a 30-minute nap and failed, as the day began to fade, and the low-light of the October evening slid in, you felt more and more awake. And so went to the bathroom, took a long hot bath, which helped plenty, shaved, towelled off and sat back down on the couch.

Blowing the Black/Brown hairs from your face, You pulled your phone out of curiosity... and looked at yourself.

You looked... pale, tired, but relatively good, it brought much comfort to see that your eyes were gold and not silver anymore, somehow, things felt both wrong and right at the same time, and yet in this interstice between good and bad, You had a distinct feeling that a storm was coming.

Luckily, somebody knocked lightly at the door. You got up to answer

"Hola."

"AH!" Twisting around, you tensed... but relaxed as you saw Isabella step out from your bathroom, holding a bottle of shampoo.

"Wow... Nice stuff, where did you get this from?" She asked lightly.

You folded your arms, wearing only your towel as your damp hair relaxed on your shoulders "Walmart. how the hell did you-- Oh right, Portals."

"Portals," Izzy repeated with a slight smile, before looking over your nude torso.

"You could at least let me answer the door." You spoke, sitting back down.

Izzy pushed back her platinum hair and came over to sit next to you. Her hands wandered over, a frown on her face as she traced the rippling burn scars on your shoulder, her fingertips were white-hot as she gently touched them "I uh... I heard that idiot Helia came to speak with you today?"

"Yeah, Vana too. They want me to keep away from you." You chuckled, shaking your head.

Izzy peered at you oddly "Are you... okay?"

"No. I'm not. I'm a monster, I want to kill you, I want to eat you, I need BLOOD, I WANT BLOODD!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just nervous for the date with Jane." You lied, no doubt Izzy noticed, but said nothing.

"Listen, I'm... I'm sorry about the others, they just, want to protect me, that's all." She said softly.

"From the big bad monster hunter, yeah I get it. It's just... I should be able to kiss you in front of people." You spoke candidly and plainly, despite your instinct not to "I don't like hiding, I want things to be honest between us."

Izzy frowned and folded her arms prudently "You know how I feel about that. My reputation is Important, Guapo."

"Vicky seems more than willing to ditch stupid excuses like that, so why don't you, what's your game? We just, pretend like we aren't intimately involved until we graduate, I invite you to the Lyndis festival and we dance the night away in romance because we no longer have to hide? Is that what you want? because this isn't 1955, who cares if we're seen together as a couple?"

"You have no idea what the fuck your talking about." She growled. "If you think that the students are the only things watching us, then you're a fool. I just... I came here to apologise, they shouldn't have spoken for me, they don't know anything about what I'm dealing with here."

You smiled a little maliciously "Me?"

Izzy returned the expression "Yes, You. You're scary, Guapo, you draw people to you like moths to a flame, there are rules in place to prevent what your doing from happening."

"You know... you're not the only one who's said that today."

"Then you know it's important. Please, just... just deal with it for a little longer, and then... then I guess, if you want to, You can take me out on a date... if you want." Her words clustered, as she tried to brush it off.

Sighing and relaxing on the couch, you smiled, appreciating her just being here, with you. "You're a god damn nightmare, You know that?"

Izzy folded her arms "Ugh." She tried to get up, but you caught her wrist and pulled her down.

She fell into your lap, putting her arms around you to steady herself. Her nose did the cute little scrunch that she did when she was trying to look stoic and casual.

But you wouldn't have any of it, you moved in and pulled her closer, her full breasts pushing into your chest, as your noses touched "You aren't going anywhere. Without a kiss."

Izzy's false stoicism cracked with a slight smile "What are you waiting for then, Loser?" She whispered alluringly.

You fell into her, and kissed her deeply and passionately, she felt so ****, as if she had been waiting for this all day, her fingers needed at your sides, her body pushing further into you... although she was wanton, the restraint was still there "Hey... hey..." She whispered through pecking your lips.

Her lips were like an endless void, difficult to avoid and morbidly curious.

"W-Wot?" You said dumbly.

She took your hands from her tight form "Your date is in 15 minutes."

Your eyes bulged as you flew up "SHIT!"

She laughed as your raced along, your towel flying off. She admired your ass as you vanished into the bathroom to change.

After a few minutes, you came out having blow-dried and fixed your hair in seconds, wearing a pair of black torn jeans, and a white tee. You rapidly looked around, as Izzy sat on your couch, flicking through one of your books from your shelf. She looked up at your panicked expression.

"What's the matter?" She asked, seemingly distracted.

"I can't find my necklaces or my bracelets... OR MY JACKET." You frowned, trying and failing to recall where you put them. Izzy was staring and it caught your eye "What are you staring for?"

She smiled "You just, clean up well."

"Thanks? Ummm, don't freak out."

"Freak out--"

"OVERDRIVE!"

Quick as lightning you flashed around the golden suite like a bullet, sending papers flying, cushions tumbling off the couch as Izzy covered her ears at the loud clap, her eyes opening wide as You flew around as an afterimage.

Faster, faster, faster, and faster until "ANCHOR!"

With a snap, you halted back into place, the sparks of heat and energy slowly dissipating, as your skin steamed with heat.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Izzy cried.

You clutched your chest, and coughed violently, forcing yourself to draw a greater breadth "...I said... ugh... I said, don't freak out." You shook your head and sniffed moving back over... with you're bracelets and jacket in hand.

Slipping them on, Izzy got up and looked around, in utter awe "Dios Mio." She whispered, "That was... that was one of the Threads wasn't it?"

"Two, technically, ugh." Your chest hurt, your lungs felt strained... you had to be more careful.

"I've never seen a human move that fast before, it was... Incredible." Izzy whispered, enamoured.

"You think that's impressive, you should see us fight. For fuck's sake where is my necklace!?" You'd looked everywhere, damn this outfit was incomplete without it. "For god's sake I need to stop relying on these so much: NEVERMORE."

the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place, as your mind followed every path, called every inch of information and carried you into enlightenment.

Under the bed, in the box.

"Thanks..."

Your welcome. Pussy

"Dickhead."

Shit for brains.

Sliding quickly under the bed, you reached under blindly, and felt out on the dusty floor... until your fingers touched something, a long hard black box. You paused and pulled it free.

Izzy appeared beside you, stepping from the void "What's that?"

You observed the box, carved with long waves and spiralling symbols, your fingers touched the dark mahogany face of the box. "I don't know? I don't think it's mine, maybe Daisy put it here?"

"Look at the craftsmanship, it's so beautiful, I've never seen anything like that before." She noted.

She was right, it was hauntingly beautiful, gothic and dark, your fingers damn near sprung out on their own, carefully opening the small jewellery box... to reveal what's inside.

Laid within the cushioned red velvet interior was a single, locket. This wasn't your necklace, yours were beads, your sister had bought them for you when you all went on holiday to Albufeira for the summer. No, this locket was unlike any you had ever seen.

You picked it up and felt at the elegant silver chain, engraved with deep symbols, they spiralled within one another, linked together and leading down into a mysterious gem.

This gem was Octagonal in shape, black as night like jet or obsidian, with cracks within it's texture, that almost seemed to glow a deep ominous gold, must have been a trick of the light?

Izzy's eyes widened as she touched it, and looked at you furtively.

You were mesmerized by it... it felt... right, this _was _Yours, it belonged to you... you had earned this, You had earned the right to wear it... but how? why?

"Charlie... that's uh, a little flashy isn't it?" She asked.

You shook your head, and with a mysterious reverence, you placed it over your head, allowing it to sit on your neck.

Instinctually, you tucked it into your shirt, hidden from the world. "This will do, I guess..." more weird shit, fan-fucking-tabulous.

"Alright, well, I guess you better go. Watson may be hot-headed but she's sensitive, and she wouldn't shut up about tonight, don't keep her waiting eh?" Izzy spoke softly.

You smiled and touched her arm "You sure you don't want me to drive you home?"

Izzy grinned and chuckled "Pft, have a good time, Guapo. And don't forget... just a little longer." And with a click of her fingers, her wand appeared in her hand, and with it, she cut a black hole into the air which whistled unnaturally.

And with a single step and a wave of her fingers, Izzy vanished into the void.