Chapter 8

THE MYSTERY ABOUT HIM

(A Vampire Tale)

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Chapter 8

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By Author Destiny

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We arrived at Dawn. In Planet Earth; Where I originally belong.

"What are we supposed to do now?" I asked Kyle.

He wrinkled his brow as he studied the new environment. "I don't like this place. There are many dangers."

I widened my eyes.

He looked through them and said "Shut those eyes and try if you can foresee what will happen to us if…" His voice trailed off.

"Why are you so scared?" I asked.

His face turned red. "I'm not. I've never been scared."

I nodded.

He pulled me angrily to him and brought his face close to mine, "You don't believe me. Do you?"

"Hmm" I hummed, infuriating him the more.

He snorted and started walking away.

"Where are you going to?"  I asked after him.

"None of your business." He shouted back.

I chuckled and followed him.

We walked through the expressways, through the streets, we passed the bridge and crossed to the mainland.

"Earth is a really big place. Just Incase you're thinking of exploring the planet with your feet" I said; Half sarcastic, half serious.

"My planet is bigger than this and I've once explored it with my feet in one day." Said Kyle.

"Well, you're a half human, half god. I'm just a human. I can't do that with you" I said defensively.

He sneered "Whoever said you're not a god"

"Am I?"

"Your mum is a goddess" he snarled.

"But I have none of her gene. I'm completely human."

"If you're a complete human you wouldn't have had access to my planet. And besides, you possess some of your mother's gene. You can see the future, can't you?"

I paused "Yes...I can but I haven't been able to do that since I met you." I said, puzzled.

His lips turned into what might have been a smile "Maybe is because you're in love with me" he said.

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After two hours of endless walk. We arrived at our destination. A very large school named CHIMNEY'S ACADEMY.

"What are we doing here?" I whispered to Kyle as we walked inside the school.

"We'll enroll as students here"

"Why?"

"Our mission is here." He said seriously.

"You mean, the '*someone*' born of a god. Who's a terror to earth and your planet."

"To earth and *our* planet" Kyle corrected.

"If I may ask. Who really is he?"

Kyle said nothing.

We walked to the administrative block and completed our registration. We were assigned to a class.

"Always be smart. Make no friends. No one is to be trusted" Kyle warned severely before we entered the class.

Two strange things happened when we entered the class.

One was that a strong wind knocked down the teacher who was in the class. The teacher fell with a thud to the amazement of the pupils.

The second was that, a boy who sat on the front seat of the class; screamed so loud that he lost his voice and his life. He died on the spot.

Terror filled the classroom. The school authorities barged into the classroom and helped the teacher up.

"What happened to the boy?" They asked the class.

"After the teacher fell, he screamed so loud, and died immediately. I really don't know how...this is strange." A girl on glass said, trembling.

I looked at Kyle.

He averted his eyes.

No one suspected that his appearance have something to do with the whole thing. The whole class was trembling in fear.

*What really happened?* They continued asking themselves. Kyle held my hands and lead me to a seat.

*'be calm'* he said silently to me.

I tried to breathe. "What happened to the boy" I asked, when I was sure no one is watching.

"I swear, I don't know!" Kyle said, genuinely puzzled.

"You killed him didn't you?" I asked.

His eyes widened, he looked around us to make sure no one heard. Then he hushed me "Are you crazy?" He whimpered.

I frowned and pouted. Then something caught my eyes. Behind us, was a boy. So fair, so charming and so quiet. His eyes were green and it seems to be luminous. His lips were pink and his jaw was firm. This guy looked like a god.

He was staring at us (Kyle and I). It seems he had been staring for so long. When I stared back, he didn't avert his gaze, neither did he blink. His green eyes bore into mine. His expression was unreadable.

"Kyle!" I muttered under my breath, still looking at the boy.

Kyle was blabbing about something, he was angry that I never believed any word he said. This and these, he said but I heard nothing. I was mesmerized by the boy.

I was interrupted by a teacher who came into the class and announced that the dead boy had been confirmed *dead.*

Murmured spread through the classroom when the teacher announced that they still can't explained what killed the boy.

I gave Kyle a quick glanced. He responded with a hard glare.

I averted my eyes and faced the teacher. Then, school was announced over for today.

No one left immediately, everyone gathered in groups and talked about the tragic event.

Kyle stood up and dragged me out immediately.

"Honestly Amaya, if you do anything crazy in that class; I'm going to kill you." He threatened.

"I wasn't about to do something crazy." I retorted.

"You were trying to let everyone know that I had something to do with that boy that died. Honestly, I don't know what killed him. I'm really confused."

"But you know something about the wind that knocked down the teacher."

"Is that a question or a statement? If is a question, then Yes. I caused the wind in the class. But that boy's death, is obviously not my doing.

"Could it be that he's the one you're here for. Maybe your presence alone killed him?" I asked.

Kyle thought about what I said for a while, then he shook his head. "It can't be him. My target won't die so easily. Hermione told me that the guy is almost as powerful as me. He can't just die like that."

"Who is he, then?

"I don't know yet." Kyle answered.

My thoughts drifted to the charming guy who was staring at us. That boy is obviously a god and he might be who Kyle is looking for.

"I'm hungry, let's go home" Kyle said.

"Home?" I asked "Do we have a home?"

"Our house is deep in the woods. Follow me." Kyle said.

And I followed him.

Again, I thought of the boy in the class.