The Highway To Hell Has More Corners Than I Expected

As my so finished, I lowered my voice into a whisper before trailing off all together. Frank had drifted into an uneasy sleep, occasionally whimpering and clinging tighter to my shirt.he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck letting his wings fall slack, no longer blocking the florescent light of my kitchen. This was going to take some getting used to, well not much as i was taught to treat his kind as my own, I though absent-minded running my tongue along my fangs. Suddenly I was angry, all of my fantasies came crashing down around me, he wasn't supposed to be one of them, he was supposed to be human and have the choice of turning, not have immortality as a curse like we do. I mean i still get to have him with me for eternity, but i was going to be te one to give him that gift. I honestly felt like punching myself, I'm sitting here complaining that im not getting what i want and yet this means that Frankie has no clue what he is. He's been alone the whole time. my heart feels as though its ripped into as i think of what that would be like, I needed to phone Mikey. Standing up i carried him to my room and gently placed him on my bed, maneuvering his wings as to not hurt him. The ebony feathers a dark contrast against the crimson sheets, i took one last look at him before heading to find my phone. it was on the floor in franks room, among empty beer cans and random clothes. I dialed Mikey's number as i looked at the pictures he had on the dresser, on the third ring he answered with a groggy 'hello.

My brain momentarily stuttered '' Mikes i think i found a Teklium..." *silence* "Mikey???"

"You. WHAT?"

"I have found a Teklium. And it doesn't know what it is."

"Holy fuck okay, im going to the archives to get the book on the trials, and then im heading over. WAIT. Gee where is it."
I looked at the picture of frank i had in my hand, " Well it got away but i seen the direction it went, and what it looks like."

"Okay I'll see you in a bit."

I bit back tears as I hung up, the thought of Frank being alone for so long , yet is about to be thrust into the trials not knowing what they are, let alone he hasn't even hunted yet. Fuck this is messed up, and we cant do anything about it. i walked back to my room and sat at my desk watching over him as i drank a bottle of vodka, a flash of light came from a crack of lightening, disrupting the otherwise pitch darkness of my room. My eyes- a predators eyes- could still see everything, i was staring at his tattoos, his wings, memorizing every detail, before trailing to his face. His lips parted slightly, strong yet almost feminine cheek bones, eyelashes a model would kill for, fringe falling across his face as light and dark as if it were his feathers instead. There was another crack of lightening just as he opened his eyes, only the weren't the gorgeous hazel i was expecting. Instead they were completely black, and they were staring at me. I screamed, falling out of my chair onto my ass and my bottle of vodka spilling onto the floor.

Notes

okay i know its a short chapter and its been a long time but im in the process of moving so i wont be one for a bit. im sorry. i love your souls. thank you for caring about this as much as i do.