Story: Part One

This is the story of Seth Doyle, well at least a very small part of it. His whole story stretches over the cores over one hundred thousand years. You might think it’s impossible but it’s not, at least, not for a fey. You see fey can live for ever so in a sense Seth’s life was short.

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11^th of May 2020 35 minutes past 5 AM

Seth woke up with the full force of the sun in his face; he had forgotten to close the curtains again, he looked at the two tall windows letting in the sunlight then he looked over at the balcony glass doors those were covered at least. He sighed and pulled the covers over his face. ‘It is too early.’ he thought. ‘Why is life not kind to me?’ It had been a long night and he was tired. He slowly got up, and walked to the kitchen. The kitchen was off to the side as was the bathroom and it had no windows so it did not get any sunlight. Seth pulled out a chair and sat; he put his head on the table and slept.

11^th of May 2020 20 minutes past 9PM

Seth awoke to someone knocking very loudly on the big, heaver, oak doors. He slowly got up and walked towards the door to open them. Ahlizahbel looked up at him angrily “And were have you been? Eh? I’ve had to serve the whole crowd by me self and you know that today is one of the busiest nights of the week.” Ahlizahbel could go on for hours and she would have if it would not have been for Rurik “Shut up. It’s only Monday.” Ahlizahbel jumped as Rurik appeared behind her. “You should be used to it by now you know.” He laughed; she just shot him a mean look and left. “What is wrong with her?” Rurik asked Seth. Seth just shrugged his shoulders and laughed “You two really do act as if you were a couple.” Rurik turned and disappeared.

Downstairs the bar was crowded with people. You could barely see 2 meters in front of yourself with all the smoke in the room. Seth walked behind the bar began to mix some drinks.

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Joe Jones was helping the last customer transfer money from one account to another, and then all he had to do was close up. Everyone else was gone and soon so would this pesky person. He had never really liked other people, at least not the males; he liked to try to get with a female every now and again but, they just would not take him. He did not know why he was smart tall and good looking at least his mother and him both thought so. In reality Joe was a little under average. Joe shaked his head to clear it from all the bad thoughts he was having. Tonight he would go to a pub, and he knew the perfect one. ‘Night Rose’ he had heard some of his younger co-workers talking about it. Joe smiled; maybe he could even get a girl for tonight.

Joe started packing up his stuff, his knee hit the desk. Drat, why did he have to be so tall? He pulls his pale blond hair out of his eyes and got up, as he walked out other door he waved good-bye to the secretary, no one ever suspected that he was stealing from the bank, as soon as he got home he went up stairs his mom’s voice coming from the kitchen asking if he wanted dinner, as he walked into the room he threw his things on the bed and went to the bathroom. Joe took out his contacts and looked at himself in the mirror, he saw a strange person with anemic pale skin, and yellow eyes, he smiled seeing that he looked kind of handsome even if his teeth were painted, he walked out of the bathroom, stopping in the doorway looking back at the yellow eyes in the mirror his lean body casting a very tall and very think shadow.

12^th of May 2020 13 minutes past 3AM

Joe looked up felling someone looking at him. A cute blond looked at him a couple of meters away sitting at a table by herself. He smiled and she smiled back Joe raised his glass of alcopops, she got up and sat down at the bar a set away from him. Imminently the male bartender came up to her “And how are you, this very early morning my rose, can I get you a drink? I am on my brake.” He smiled and she smiled back. ‘Of course.’ thought Joe. ‘Of course she should go with him’ discussed Joe got up and left. ‘I will get him back.’ thought Joe, what had been his name? Oh, yes, Seth, Seth had been his name.

Joe walked up the crumbling stairs of the abandoned button factory. This is were he came to get away. Away from his mother and away from everyone. He had transformed the office as his own, it was his hideout. He got out the key to the padlock on the door and open it. Joe looked inside ‘Home, sweet, home’ he thought Standing from were Joe was one could see a big couch making out ¾ of a square. Behind that was a bookshelf behind the book shelf was a secret door that lead to other secret doors that lead to a vault were he kept the stolen money. Beyond the couch was a glass table and chair, behind a door that lead to the bathroom, and on the opposite wall there was a control panel that operated some of the machines in the factory.

Joe walked over to the bookcase and pulled out a pink book on the bottom shelf and pressed the black button. Joe quickly stepped back and watched as the shelf opened up about half a meter. He slipped inside and followed the metal tunnel to another door he punched is his code and the door opened. Joe did the same process over a few times and finally got to the last door, behind this door was were his money was. The door opened with a mechanical hiss and Joe stepped inside. Inside was all the money he had collected over five years that he had worked at the Anglo Irish Bank Corporation. He smiled “Well if she had known that I had all this money, I don’t think that she would have gone with Seth.” Joe said out loud.

12^th of May 2020 5 minutes past 5AM

Seth closed the doors to Night Rose and walked around the back ‘Well, today was fun.’ He thought as he climbed up the stairs to the studio that the owner, Ahlizahbel’s father, had let him stay in. As Seth turned the corner he saw one of the doors off its hinges’, Seth jogged to the doors and stood in amazement. Someone had flipped his bed and made a mess of his kitchen there was also what appeared to be blood on the floor. Seth went inside and bed down to look at it, it was cow blood. He got up and walked to the kitchen, following the trail of blood, he saw how the trial twisted and turned leading to the bathroom door.

Seth quickly opening the door, expecting an attack, but nothing happened. Seth turned on the light “What the-” “Dude! You are sick, man. Completely sick! What sicko would put a cow head on the toilet? Sick. Sick. Sick.” Seth turned around and saw Rurik without his glamour. “I didn’t do it! When I came in it was just like this…” Seth could hear Rurik’s hooves as he walked towards the mirror. “So, did you see what is written on the mirror?” he asked. Seth let down his glamour and glided to the mirror picking up his hair so he would not get any blood on it. On the mirror with big letters written it the cow blood it said: TO MY ENEMY- LETS PLAY A GAME, TO SEE WHO IS BETTER IF YOU CAN BEST ME THEN I WILL LET YOU LIVE AND IF YOU CANT… WELL YOU’LL BE LIKE THE COW. HOPE YOU LIKE MY GIFT. ENJOY IT. TAG YOUR IT. – QUOTIDIAN BOB. Seth laughed “Are you serious? This guy sounds like a total nerd.” Rurik cocked his head to the side “Do you know who it is?” Seth thought about everything that had happened during the past month, ending with tonight. “HAHA, I think that I do. It’s time to do something with my free time.”

15^th of May 2020 23minutes past 11PM

Seth stealth fully walked from shadow to shadow so as not to be seen. His metallic silver hair glamoured to inky black, his wings hidden, and his cold dark beauty, glamoured to avenge. He was dressed in all black, his shoulder length hair pulled back so as not to get in his way, his blue-violet eyes searched the shadows before him as he moved from his dark corner to the next dark shadow the moon shimmered on his white skin as he inched towards the other end of the shadow, he felt some one a second too late. He was pinned on the floor. “Tag you’re it.” Rurik said, Seth growled “not for long” they wrestled on the ground and then Rurik slipped out and ran into the darkness. Seth knew that he wasn’t suppose to use magik during practice, but he couldn’t help it he was tiered and he needed to sleep, he also had to work tonight. Seth teleported behind Rurik and grabbed him “Got you. Tag you’re it. I win. I’m done. No more. Okay? Okay.” Rurik laugh “Okay I think your ready for crime fighting.” Seth let go of Rurik and clasped his hand in thanks, Rurik nodded. “What are you doing?” said Ahlizahbel. Rurik jumped. “Ha! The tables have turned! Finally!” Rurik growled at her. “Oh, shut up you always do it to me, why are you getting mad?” Rurik teleported behind her and picked her up “Laters.” He said and teleported away. Seth shook his head “Why don’t you just tell her, that you like her?” Seth looked out into the night “I’M READY TO PLAY! ARE YOU READY?” He yelled into the night.

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