Vampire

“Really (Bf/n)? your taking me to get drunk on faerie booze?” you asked as your best friend pulled you through the large enchanted doors of a well known underground faerie bar. “Well it’ll help you get over him, wont it?” she asked, giggling. “You can say his name (Bf/n), he was just a stupid elf. I don’t care.” you replied whilst rolling your eyes.

Earlier you had seen your stupid Elfen ex making out with some skimpy little Empousa and upon hearing this your wonderfully cheerful Naiad of a friend decided to get the jerk out of your head, so with her logic you both needed to go hang out at Taki’s, the best mythicals hangout to date, a night never stayed dull for those who went.

So reluctantly, you agreed. Not that she’d let you have much choice in the matter to begin with. After flicking your hand making your hair and outfit go to your liking (your a witch) the two of you had headed to Taki’s.

The sound of bronze gears whirring filled the air as the many complicated devices on the large carved oaken doors opening, as soon as they were unclosed you could smell many potions and magical drinks. You could feel the excitement “I’ll go get us some Dracon brews, aye?” (Bf/n) said and headed towards the bar.

You sighed to yourself, (Bf/n) had disappeared when a cute merman walked by and winked at her. Taking a look around you didn’t see anything particularly interesting nor did you see (Bf/n). “Naiads.” you muttered glaring at your silvery glowing drink before taking a sip.

“What’ve you got against the water witches?” A voice beside you said. You looked over and saw a vampire with white tossled hair looking at you with a small grin, fangs peeking out of his mouth his eyes glinting with amusement.

Putting your drink on one of the tables that were walking by you turned you attention to him. “Nothing against ‘em, but who’re you to butt in?” you answered “Well seeing a beautiful witch standing here by herself looking quite miffed, I couldn’t just leave without trying to cheer her up now could I?” He said with an honest smile. British accent adding to his charm.
“Rough night?” He asked
“More like bothersome day” you grumbled.
He hummed at your response.

“Well then, tell me about your day and I’ll buy you a whatever that thing your drinking is, sound good?” He said while waving over a nymph waitress
“And why would you be interested in the junk that happened for my day” I questioned a little suspicious
He sighed “is it really so bad to be polite nowadays? Try to have an innocent conversation with a beauty and everyone thinks your up to something.” He grumbled the last part but you caught it, his words making you laugh slightly
“Maybe its because everyone has hidden intentions?” You offered

“Why yes I would like to talk to and possibly get to know a beautiful girl and see why she’s so down. Pull out the pitch forks and call me the villain.” He said while rolling his eyes.
“Since you don’t seem intent on leaving me alone anytime soon, shouldn’t we at least sit?” You said gesturing to an empty booth across the room.
“But of course m’lady, and my name is Alabaster, if it interests you at all.” He said smiling and starting towards the table
“I am (Y/n), its nice to meet you Alabaster” you said sliding into the seat across from him.
“A beautiful names for someone equally stunning, my darling.” He said to you then ordered you another Dracon beverage like before and a alcoholic B+ positive for himself and some fried Hydra scales

“Darling, m’lady, gentlemanly, just how old are you Alabaster?” You questioned once he was done ordering.
“Old enough that I should have enough tricks up my sleeves to make your evening enjoyable, darling. So, tell me what troubles you” he answered, returning his gaze to you

You told him all about that no good Elf and his little Empousa and about how that flirty Naiad disappeared on you while you helped yourself to some fried scales. He listened intently not missing a word.
“Well m’lady if he was so foolish as to betray you in the first place he was never worth your time. And as for your friend shell surely turn up somewhere around here.” He said once you had finished. “But if your truly bothered by this your ex’s stupidity, I can take care of him for you though I’m not very fond of Elf blood.” He added

“Elf smelf. Its much more pleasant hanging with you anyway” you replied
He smiled happily at your words
“It seems to be getting quite close to daylight my dear, I guess I and most likely you should be going. And I think your friend has decided to return” he said pointing to a certain Naiad who was dancing with their Merman and getting up from the booth, you doing the same

“Farewell for now darling, and it has been a pleasure to talk with such a gorgeous creature this night.” He said and lightly kissed your hand.
“Not so fast Vampy” you muttered as he turned to leave
You grabbed his shoulder spinning him towards you and pressed your lips to his.
He was shocked by your actions but shyly kissed back
“You missed the first time, Alabaster.” You said and turned to fetch (Bf/n) leaving him wide eyed
He looked down at his hand seeing a piece of paper with a contact for your crystal ball.
He started heading home quite happy with who he met and he couldn’t wait to speak with you again.

Some monsters just want to be loved~

Nekos

You had just gotten home from school and thrown your backpack onto a chair, your parent(s) weren’t going to be home for hours so it’d just be you, Haru and Akira but you didn’t see them anywhere and they would usually come to greet you whenever you came back from being out.

Sneaking about, you looked around each corner and checking the rooms you passed before finding them play wrestling in your room and making small mews to each other and purring then Haru pushed Akira over(like in pic) “Aw Haru you win again, play more?” Akira said happily, tail swinging back and forth. Probably smelling the bit of catnip you had bought for them, Haru sniffed the air in your direction, just around the doorframe, before looking down at Akira.

“Hehe, how are you guys?” you asked coming into the room and causing them to both look at you “Welcome back (Y/n), we didn’t hear you come in” Haru said standing up and coming over you you “(Y/n) your home! we missed you so much” Akira said and ran over to hug you

*********************************************************

You were peeling yourself an orange when the kitchen door opened and Haru and Akira came in. Akira trotted up to you happily and asked “What do you have there (Y/n)?”

“It’s an orange, want one?” you asked while holding out the fruit and he came up to sniff it.

As soon as he caught the scent of the citrus he scrunched up his face and smacked the orange out of your hand, onto the floor.

“why’d you do that?” you whined slightly annoyed. “I don’t like ‘oranges’ they hurt my nose” he said, pouting and facing the wall while glaring at the fallen orange from the corner of his eye. Haru went up to your fallen fruit and sniffed it before kicking it across the room

“Well I like them and its my fruit. Geez guys you really are a cats aren’t you?” you said laughed at them “sometimes your just two halves to a whole idiot aren’t you" you asked as they hung their heads in embarrassment

*********************************************************

You had decided to watch a movie in the living room and sat down in the middle of the couch with a big fuzzy blanket around you. Haru, who had been curled up laying in an old recliner chain in a sun beam walk up to you once you sat down. "May I join you (Y/n)?” he asked. you smiled and nodded, holding up the side of the blanket. Haru happily joined you and sat up against you with his head on your shoulder, wrapping the blanket around him too, quietly purring in content.

Akira who had been watching out the window and making snarky comments about dogs who went by, saw you and Haru getting comfortable on the couch and he quickly bounded over to join in. “H-hey don’t forget about me guys!” Akira said and jumped on the couch right beside you and crawled under the blanket and layed up against you purring and waiting for the movie to start.

Once the movie was over you stretched your arms up since they were a little stiff. Before you were going to get up only then did you notice Akira and Haru had fallen asleep during the movie and somehow moved so they were both practically laying on you, all snuggled up to you snore/purring, and effectively pinning you to the couch. cats.

Giving up on the hopes of getting up after you had tried to move them which didn’t work at all, you sigh and ended up falling asleep all cozy between the nekos.

***********************************************************

You were laying in bed reading with just your small bedside light on and let out a yawn. Just then two sleepy kitties decided to come join you, lazily Akira crawled up the bed and layed down curled up against your right side and look at you with half lidded eyes purring, Haru quietly came up and layed against your left looking at your book with curious interest.

“(Y/n) I’m sleeeepy” Akira whined looking at you. You lowered your book “Then go to sleep ya silly cat” You said and absently petted between his ears gently causing him to purr at you then returned to your book. Haru had pressed himself against your side and layed his head on your ribs(above stomach below cleavage XD)

“But (Y/n) we can’t go to sleep just like that!” he whined and patted your book making you lower it again. You laughed “And why not? you and Haru fall asleep just fine all the time”

“But those are catnaps (Y/n), we’re going to sleep so I need a goodnight kiss!” Akira said and lightly rubbed his head against you. You smiled and rolled your eyes are his excuse to get a kiss but leaned and pressed your lips to his gently.

When you kissed him gently he purred happily and before he pulled away after the kiss Akira licked your lips “Hmm (Y/n)! you taste like (fav lip balm)” he said and yawned, flexing his hands. “Goodnight (Y/n)” he added before snuggling closer to you, wrapping his legs around yours and falling asleep.

You were about to go back to reading when you noticed Haru staring at you “Is there something you need Haru?” you asked chuckling lightly. He tilted his head to the side “I deserve a kiss too, don’t I? I wont be able to sleep without one either…” he said shyly with a light blush on his cheeks. You hummed and tapped your chin pretending to think about it for a moment while Haru watched you intently.

“I’m just kidding, of course I’ll kiss you kitten” you said.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you leaned in and gently kissed him and lightly sucked on his bottom lip before letting go and leaning back on your pillows smiling and Haru purred in content. “That better?” you asked and petted his head. He closed his eyes and rested his head on you again, and wrapped his tail around your torso, feeling much happier “Much, thank you (Y/n) we love you” he mumbled sleepily.

You petting both their heads and smiled “I love you too my little kitty boys”

Some monsters just want to be loved~

Reindeer

{Weird ass Christmas special I thought up at 3am, please don’t judge, Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it, and to all a Goodnight!}

“Well, I think everything’s set.” you say looking around and placing the festive plate with decorated cookies on the table in front of the fireplace.

The Christmas tree was all decorated, garland hung, everything festive with the fireplace giving the room a warm glow.

Your Parent(s) had taken your older sibling(s) (or dog in it’s fancy Christmas time suit) to see the neighbors to see the decorations and visit. Leaving you to put make sure your younger sibling(s) stayed in bed and put out the cookies for Santa.

Tired from a long day of finishing up all the holiday preparations, and getting everything ready. You were eager to finish up and get to bed yourself. After you’d put the cookies out and made sure the door way locked, unplugging the Christmas tree treelights and all but the the porch light, you checked to make sure the door was locked (your parent(s) better have taken their keys…) and went upstairs to wash up and head to bed.

~Time skip brought to you by Leo Valdez, aka Santa’s part time Latino elf~

You groaned sleepily unsure why you were awake(ish), squinting your eyes rolling over in your bed to see your clock reading [2:57am].

You groaned again. Why were you up this early, you turned away from your clock to go back to sleep.
A loud creaking sound on the roof causes your eyes to shoot open, the creaking soon followed by three more similar creaks.

Listening intently you wait for a moment, silence.
Then,

*WUMP*

Listening carefully you start to here an unfamiliar voice quietly singing ‘Jingle bells’ down stairs. As quietly as possible you open the door and exit your room, cautiously going downstairs, trying not to make any sound.

slowing making your wake down the staircase and peaking around the corner-*creeeak* his eyes shoot up and look at you ‘dammit’ you curse under your breath silently, thinking to ‘of all the times to forget the creaking step’

You look up to see the Christmas tree was plugged in again giving the room a cheerful glow, the stranger standing beside your tree, a large smile plastered on his face watching in your direction accompanied by a small wave

Hesitantly you step out of the stairway to see the boy better “Uh…who’re you?”

“I’m Blitzen!” he ‘whisper’ shouted cheerful and threw another small box under the tree

You took a few steps closer to see what he was doing near your tree “Like… the reindeer..?” You asked confused and still groggy from sleep, maybe this is just a dream. A really weird dream.

“Exactly like the reindeer!” he gave a joyous laugh" That’s who I am after all"

“You’re the reindeer? you’re a boy.” you said shaking your head at him, this dream is a little too weird for you.

“Well duh. I’m one good of ol’ Santy’s reindeer. Like my siblings! Dasher and Dancer and Prancer an-”
You cut him off, waving your hand “I know who Santa’s reindeer are, but they’re reindeer and you” you pointed at him “are a boy,” crossing your arms you furrowed your brows watching him walk over to the platter of cookies left for Santa

The boy-Blitzen laughed lightly as he took a cookie off the platter.

“You know how Santa has his reindeer fly his sleigh and help him deliver presents, yea?”

You nodded slowly, “Everyone knows that, why?” not quite understanding where he was going with this “

"Weeellll, Santa needs a bit more help than just flyin’ an old sleigh. And the more kids, the more presents to make! Sooo with a little pinch of magic us ‘reindeers’ are like this.” he motioned to himself “And pretty much we do all the work, we help the elves make the toys. Some of those little guys are ridiculous, I mean, who needs Christmas colored owl eggs in their stockings, right? those dudes’ve been hanging out with the old bunny way too much. Ooh! cinnamon!” He says exanimating another cookie to take and sticking it in his mouth, smiling in approval at the taste.

You nod slowly, trying to comprehend what the boy-deer was saying not that any of it made sense any way.

“old guy tells us what to take where, we pull the sleigh, in deer form of course” he says he says ‘course’ in an exaggerated tone with an eye roll but still keeping his overly cheerful tone and spinning around, giving you a small playful wink.

“So we make some toys, go all fancy deer and pull the sleigh, then take orders from the big guy and drop presents like these bad boys” he pulls out another, smaller gift, and twirls it in the air before handing it gingerly to you

“For you, (mademoiselle/monsieur)” he turned back to the tree, rummaging around in his bag and pulling out certain gifts to set underneath the branches"

“So, you’re the real Santa’s helpers?” you ask, still a bit confused while examining the golden wrapped box in your hand

he nods putting a bigger box under the tree
“So yea, we take the gifts wherever they’re meant to be. I mean, he does some stuff too, like making lists and checking them, and delivers some gifts me-I mean we, the ‘reindeers’ do it too, pretty awesome eh?”

“Well my deer, hehe, see what I did there? ‘deer’? ah well” he hefted his sack of gifts over his shoulder “I must be going, thank you for the delicious cookies you made and may you have a wonderful Christmas.” he smiles happily at the tree, bending down to tilt one of the gifts to a slightly different angle.

He looked up above you and his soft smile turned into a joyful grin “oh, ho ho ho, and what is this?” you looked up following his gaze to see a little green and red plant “A reindeer must obey holiday traditions!”
your eyes widened “Oh wait- no,” you backed up from it shaking your head “that isn’t-”

the boy-Blitzen quickly stepped forward and placed a chaste kiss on your lips grinning at you again “Merry Christmas (Y/n)!” he stopped for a moment, putting his gloved finger on his chin thinking then looking back at you and leaned down and-LICKED YOUR CHEEK?

“Ew!” you gasped rubbing his saliva off and glaring at him and wanting an explanation.
He shrugged innocently before going to enter the chimney, only giving you a cheeky grin “Well I am a reindeer still, as you know”

And with one last wink, he was gone. Leaving you standing in your living room with a special present signed -Blizten wondering how much of this you’ll remember by morning

Some monsters just want to be loved~

Chained Angel

Passing the old dilapidated and abandoned grey building on your way home you heard chains rattle quietly. The building had been known for being a bit of a hangout for trouble makers, but some idiotic feeling told you to go check out the noise today, even though you’ve never cared to go near the place before. It was day light after all, it should be a little safer. Right?

Quietly you snuck around the side of the building, if there was anyone who would give you trouble maybe they wouldn’t spot you and you could get away.

You heard the chains again.

Stepping around the corner of the building to the back side you froze in your steps and gasped. There was a boy with midnight black hair, sitting about a foot from the crumbling gray brick, he wore a ripped gray cloak that didn’t bother so cover much of his chest, and black pants without any socks or shoes. There were small cuts littering his right arm, but that wasn’t what got your attention, no.

Beautiful white wings were protruding out of his shoulder blades and fluttering slightly in the gentle breeze as he watched the flowers in the field a ways in front of him.

His left arm was tightly restrained with a belt attached to a chain, similar chains where shackled around his ankles preventing him from going more than a few feet away from the wall where he was sitting.

“Oh, hello” he said in a quiet voice, giving you a small smile. His silvery eyes shinning like he was happy to see you, or rather, see anyone at all you figured.

You jolted back to reality, not noticing he had looked at you or even that you’d been staring at him in a trance for the last five minutes. You stuttered out some quick nonsense before finally getting out “Who are- what are you?” you asked astonished

He smiled at you kindly, seemingly not bothered that you had stared at him or possibly sounded a bit rude asking what he was as though he was a thing and unhuman, which was in fact partially true.

He smiled at your question, and looked down for a moment to think. His movements were slow and unhurried. He looked back up at you “I guess I am what you may call, an angel?” his wings flickered slightly as amusement shown in his eyes.

You didn’t know what to say, he sure looked like an angel, but, angels aren’t real, are they? and if they were, why would one be chained to the junky old building that had been waiting to collapse. You watched him slowly lift his right arm up, wincing from the cuts as he did so and a small robin flew onto his index finger, it stayed for a moment tweeting and hopping to turn around before flying away, back to its friends.

He smiled at the bird as it flew away. His wings tried to flap and stretch but weren’t able to do the ropes around them. Whatever he was, he didn’t seem very concerned about being chained or his cuts even as they pained him.

You swallowed thickly and took a few steps closer to the boy, he didn’t seem dangerous in the least, especially so since he was also tied and chained to the wall. But even if he wasn’t he seemed to kind to cause any harm anyway. Around here you could never be to sure though.

“If your an angel, why aren’t you in heaven? and why would an angel be hurt and chained to an old warehouse in (town name)?” you said eyeing him suspiciously and walking closer to him, still safely out of reach.

He looked at you with the same gentle smile “Not all angels reside in heaven, some are like me, sent to watch over the earth’s creatures. As to why I am in the place you call (town name), it is where I was sent to watch over.” he looked back to the overgrown field and gestured to the wildflowers with his free arm “The flowers here are quite beautiful too, don’t you agree?” his voice stayed quiet throughout everything he said as to not disturb something that wasn’t there.

He let out a content sigh and stretched his wings as far as he could in his bindings when the sun’s warmth shined on him. “My name is Kathiel by the way, what is yours?” he asked returning his attention to you

“Oh um, I’m (Y/n) and you are? wait no you just told me! sorry I didn’t mean to and I’m just, ignore me.” you fumbled then realizing he hadn’t answered your earlier question, “Hey you didn’t tell me, how’d you get all scratched up?” you asked again while gesturing to his wounded arm.

Kathiel’s head perked up and he looked towards the far side of the building, a few seconds later shouting from a few people were heard though you couldn’t make out what they were saying.

“It’s time for you to go (Y/n), you should be going on you way. Thank you for visiting me, it was pleasant spending time with you” he had said something else but was just a whisper, to quiet for you to hear.

“Wait why do I need to be going? it isn’t late and no one’s waiting for me” you asked as the voices got closer.

He looked in the direction of the commotion and quickly looked back to you “Please (Y/n), go on your way for now. If you want to talk again, it’d not like I’m going anywhere” he shook his left arm causing the chain to rattle a bit. You could tell it was his attempt to joke but the slight urgency in his tone and pleading look in his eyes outshone the humor in it. You didn’t want to bother him though, whatever his reason was for wanting you to leave all of a sudden.

You nodded though you didn’t want to “Alright, I’ll go. But don’t expect me not to come back here Kathiel” you said eyeing him slightly before you left, who knew angels were so attractive?

You started to leave, taking one last glance at him, his gaze hadn’t left you. Like he was making sure you were leaving. “I’ll see you soon” you told him and with that said, ran around the side, away from the building. “Hurry” Kathiel said to himself hoping no one would notice you.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You had ran home after your encounter with Kathiel, but were eager to see him again. As soon as you were dressed you put some bandages and ointment for the cuts on Kathiel’s arm in a bag along with a few other little things and set out for the old building again. Hopefully it’d be empty aside from you and the ‘angel’ awhile longer today.

Once you had some time to think about Kathiel and what you had seen you were concerned about the small cuts on him, they would surely get infected if left untreated and there wasn’t anything around for him to clean them, actually as you recall, there was nothing around him except his bindings and fallen pieces of the old building.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

When you got back to the building, still being cautious and sneaking around the back quietly.

Kathiel sat quietly in the same spot as before, currently shaded from the early sun by the warehouse, but still as far away as the ropes and chains aloud. You walked up to him, no longer caring to skirt along the wall Kathiel turned hearing your light steps and smiled seeing your arrival.

When you got closer you noticed something new with him though, on his left cheek there was now a curved slice in his smooth skin and a bruise on his lower lip. Those definitely weren’t there yesterday.

You quickly rushed over to him and lifted his head with your hands, examining the wounds and completely dismissing any thought he might harm you. You took a deep breath to calm your anger and turned his head to look at him rather than where he was hurt. His eyes were slightly widened and mouth agape, he was entirely surprised by your actions.

“Kathiel what happened to you?” your words laced with worry. His expression relaxed “There is nothing to worry about dear (Y/n), it just appears that not everyone is so accepting of angels here as you” he said in the same soft voice as before, smiling sadly.

You frowned. How is he not angry? he doesn’t seem bothered that someone hurt him at all! “Come on Kathiel, your not planning on leaving these wounds like this are you?” his expression turned slightly confused, not understanding what you meant.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Kathiel watched you fondly, smiling to himself as you patched up the small cuts and scratches on his arms and legs with tender care, it as nice to see a human being so caring. As he used to watch people interact before he was caught, most of them weren’t very kind. And those he’d met personally before (Y/n), well they certainly were the opposite of caring to him.

It really did warm his heart watching you patch him up, there being no benefit to yourself. You were helping him just because you could, not because someone made you or asked you to.

You finished wrapping a cloth bandage up and around his forearm and sat back to admire your work, you were no expert in first aid but it should help him. You didn’t bring anything that could help with the bruise on his lip and chin but that cut was a different story.

You carefully put a disinfectant ointment on his cut, careful not to hurt him. Kathiel hadn’t seemed bothered at all by your persistence while patching him up, he didn’t mind you being so close or moving up his clothing to reach his cuts and didn’t fuss when it obviously cause him pain and discomfort.

you put a patch of gauze over his cut and used first aid tape to attach it, gently giving it a pat to stay on. Kathiel smiled at you, a gentle friendly smile which you couldn’t help but return one. Giving it a quick thought you leaned closer to him and kissed the bandage “There you go, all better” you sat back happily.

Kathiel was confused at your actions, and not sure as to why it made him feel funny, with a pink tint on his cheeks he gave an even happier smile and bit into the apple you had given him.

For a little while you chatted together, asking how he got captured and all but he didn’t know. “I just woke up here one morning a week or so ago, chained to this wall. I’m not quite sure what could have happened to me” he had said.

The sun started to set over the field, ahead of you both, and just as you had forgotten, and Kathiel had in the back of his mind dreaded, the same voices from the night before had returned, loud shouting of someone coming back to him again.

“It is time for you to go (Y/n) I appreciate you spending you day with me, but you must leave.” he said and gently cupped your cheek with his right hand gliding his thumb across your skin.

“Oh no, not this time” you said while pulling a knife out of your pocket, first grabbing his arm and slicing off the belt, then getting to work to cut through the ropes around his wings. Kathiel watched toward the voices as they got louder, he could see the peoples’ shadows they were almost there you had to go.

Kathiel pleaded for you to leave him, so much as to gently pushing you away now that his arms were free but you didn’t listen. You pulling bolt cutters from your satchel and made quick work of the shackles on his feet. Just as the people were about to round the corner and see you both Kathiel did something unexpected.

He quickly wrapped his arms around you holding you close and flying you away from the warehouse. You let out a screech, not expecting the sudden lift off. A few minutes later Kathiel landed in a wooded area you recognized to not be far from your home.

“Thank you (Y/n), for your kindness” Kathiel said and kissed your head before wrapping you in another hug. He rested his forehead against yours “You really should be getting home now, it is getting quite late. The sun has almost set”

“But your free now, will I ever see you again?” you asked worried what if something happened to him? what if he somehow got captured again? “I assure you (Y/n), I will be safe here” he murmured watching in slight amusement that you would be worried about an angel such as himself.

“As I said, not all angels live in heaven. Some are sent to protect, act as a guardian of sorts and I am yours” he smiled and stepped back from you “Now truly, you should be heading home, I would fly you but I wouldn’t be so sure your family would be pleased about seeing me, guardians are not meant to be seen by anyone truthfully”

Seeing the sky clouding over, probably to rain and the sun going down you decided it might be best, you nodded. “But don’t think your rid of me, I still have questions for you!” you exclaimed and leaned forward pecking his lips quickly before running off towards your house.

Kathiel smiled truly happy “And I will be more than pleased to answer them all, my love.” ‘maybe’ he thought ‘you were his guardian’

Some monsters just want to be loved~

Zombie

Crashes, bangs, moans, and the unnerving sounds of things crashing into the walls. That’s what you’ve been hearing every night since your family moved into this ‘new’ house.
You always hear it coming from the basement, you, being on the first floor and your room not far from the cellar door. But everyone else’s rooms were upstairs so they didn’t hear a thing. They didn’t listen to what you said. Not that they’d believe you anyway.

The noises always started when it became dark and even though you weren’t scared of much, you’d seen a few to many movies and read to many stories to go check it out. It didn’t help that most nights you were alone in the house because your parents were out working or whatever they do for most of the night.

Twice you’d gone into the basement, in broad daylight of course, and looked around. It was a crowded mess of junk and weird jars and gardening supplies from the houses’ last owner. But you had found nothing to explain the sounds that had been emitting from the cold stone room that had no lights and only one small window. Maybe you had imagined it every time it happened? But no such luck. it happened again that night, even on the days you had checked. You decided not to check for any extremely noisy ghosts for awhile.

Think you’d be used to it after two months? nope! it still bothered you to no end. But tonight you were going to face your fears of serial killers or creepypasta’s hanging out in your basement. You had decided this around 12:30 when you had gotten frustrated by the third noise disrupting you from watching FairyTail.

Re-pausing your video, you grabbed your best flashlight and set towards the doorway to the nightly unknown. You could practically hear the ‘something’s about to happen’ music as you got closer. A loud crash echoed from the closed door making you question actually opening it. Going against your better judgment and ready to die by whatever horrors await, you opened it and quickly switched on and lifted your flashlight.

Even though you weren’t dead yet you almost had a heart attack from what you saw. Through the floating dust your flashlight illuminated a pale face with glazed eyes, part of the mouth of the person seemed to have been ripped off. Your eyes widened and without giving it a second thought you dropped your flashlight and slammed the cellar door shut, running back to your room and locking the door behind you.

Panting heavily with your heart beating a mile a minute, you leaned against the door not comprehending what you just saw and feeling a little light headed. You pushed your desk in front of the locked door and fell on your bed. Hoping if anything were to come and kill you, your hamster would protect you.

___________________________________________________

The next few days went past rather uneventfully, aside from slightly quitter than usual noises in the basement and the fact you were now freaked out and paranoid beyond belief.

You had talked to a few friends about the matter but they either looked at you like you were crazy or thought you were joking. But you being you, you needed to find out what was down there. You just couldn’t stay safe and forget about it. You were going back to the basement.

You sat in your room waiting for the noises to start. Ever since you had tried investigating before the noises were a lot quieter, they still happened but were quieter.

But it was just too creepy for your tastes having a unknown something or other living in the basement that was oh so wonderfully close to you. After borrowing another flashlight from somewhere and drinking a few gallons of soda in hopes to have such a sugar high you could outrun anything, it was time to go back to the basement.

____________________________________________________

A few minutes ago you had heard a creaking sound but nothing since, had they (whatever ‘they’ were) come and gone already? Slowly you opened the door trying not to make much noise in hopes of not alerting them of your arrival.

Inside you noticed something on the ground lighting up the room slightly. Shining your flashlight on it you saw it was the flashlight you dropped last time, turned on and standing up on the other side of the room. It somehow could have rolled itself into standing up over there from when you dropped it, right?

You shined the flashlight around. You breathe hitched and you saw what looked to be a boy, he had his legs drawn up and his arms wrapped around them, you couldn’t see his face though, his head was down hiding in his arms. But what really caught your attention was the exposed flesh on his arm and ribcage, it wasn’t even bleeding and it looked as if his foot was replaced by bones.

Trying hard not to run to his side to help him you kept the lights beam directly on him “Hello? You alright?” you asked with shaky voice, while staying in the doorway so if needed you could bolt like a bat outta hell.

Slowly he lifted his head and you gasped. It was the face you saw before, part of his cheek was torn off and there was a cut above his lip, he had darkish blue hair and what looked to be golden eyes that turned white, like he had caterax.

He sniffled and looked up at you, he looked so sad and helpless “H-hel-lo” he answered quietly. “Why are you down here, what happened to you?” you said, cautiously stepping towards him “I l-live down h-here” he replied “You live in my basement? I haven’t seen you here before” you asked, you were only about a foot away from him now. “Y-yes, w-well n-not this b-basem-ent but b-below it”

Now you were confused “You live under my basement? how?” you asked him “I-I’ve always lived h-here with father b-but then h-he just l-left me here a-lone” he said sadly looking down ‘could his father have been the man who owned the house? and if so why did he leave him? and more importantly what did he do to him’ you wondered.

“Don’t you hurt?” you asked while gesturing to the open wounds. He shook is head slowly “N-no, they don’t h-hurt. F-father can fix t-them like h-he always does, w-when he c-come back. He al-ways does. I just h-have to wait for him to c-come back. I’ve b-been w-waiting f-for so l-long. B-but fa-ther will c-come back” he said, not taking his eyes off the ground

You wanted to help him somehow, he looked so sad and lonely “Well, how would father help you? those wounds look really bad” you said slightly uncomfortable that they could get infected and that its not bothering him. “H-he would f-feed me. I haven’t e-eaten in so l-long.” he replied gloomily

“Well, what would you eat?”

~tiny Time skip brought to you by: Kankri. Kankri: It’s very triggering to be brought into one of your stories and its especially triggering since you hadn’t even asked my opinion on before such tri-

You were now sitting on the floor next to him while he ate all the raw meat you could find. He didn’t want it cooked, just raw, you had learned that his father brought him dead animals and meats to eat. After he finished you asked “You said you lived under my basement, what did you mean?” he licked off one of his bone fingers and looked at you “D-down this w-way” he stood up and walked to the far wall and traced something on the side with his finger, the solid stone moved back and to the side silently, a door and through it a metal spiraling staircase, there were dim iron lanterns on the wall. Maybe half of them lit. It looked like the place you were entering was carved into smooth stones.

‘Follow the boy you found in your basement that’s covered in strange not bleeding wounds, who eats raw meat, and lives in a secret room under your house very smart (Y/n) nothing wrong with your logic’ your brain chided as you followed him down the stairway. When you reached the bottom it opened to a large room built into the tan stone.

Along the walls iron lanterns holding candles lit the cavern-like place with a warm glow. Against one wall was a neatly made bed with poofy blankets and filled book cases and against another there were jars of who-knows-whats and small journals. The ceiling had a few small glistening stalactites

“You live down here?” you asked while looking around in amazement “Y-yeah father’s had me live d-own here f-for a few y-years now. I d-didn’t know any-one else l-lived up a-above but him I-I’m M-Max by t-the w-way” he said looking at his feet, his cheeks turning from pale to pink.
“ I didn’t know about anyone living below, and its nice to meet you Max, I’m (Y/n).”

You heard a popping sound come from him and watched as skin reformed and grew on his boney hand, his wounds were healing themselves. You watched amazed and Max quietly laughed and smiled at you
“Thats w-what h-happens when I-I have m-meat” he said and you looked at his face, his glassy, clouded eyes were becoming bright again revealing a beautiful shade of gold.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Hey Maxy? did you ever go through all those journals?” You asked, using you nickname for him and pointing towards the desk against the far wall that was covered in small journals and stacks of papers “n-no, those are f-fathers” he said “Hmm I’m curious to what they’re about did he tell you?”
“No, h-he wrote in t-them a lot b-but I couldn’t r-read them he s-said”

“Max are you feeling alright are you hungry?” you said a little worried about him, he looked ready to fall over to be true.
He yawned and smiled at you, he always felt so special that you cared for him so much, he cared for you even more than you’d believe.
“I’m a-alright (Y-Y/n), just a l-little tired i-is all”
“Then take a nap you look ready to fall over!” You said and playfully pushed him towards his bed.
“N-no, I want to t-talk with y-you” he said while trying to sit up but was having problems staying awake.
“I’ll be here when you wake up Maxy, I’ll always be here”
Finally agreeing, mainly because he couldn’t keep his eyes open, he layed down and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
You went over to the work table and started reading.

You sat reading for hours with a lantern next to you, all the journals were about Max, or how things worked with him. How different meats affected him, how he faired in different temperatures anything you could think of was written in them.
But then you found the last entry, dated a few days before you moved into this house.

__/__/__

I believe I have learned all I can from subject 294 aka Max. It has become a rather mundane and repertory task caring for him, getting no more use from the subject I shall end research upon him.
I have taken samples which should allow me to be able to use his form of healing process, a way to survive.
Now I will move onto working with subject 357 to try and find any useful genes I can store.

– Dr. Odraelier

It was the last entry in the latest journal. You couldn’t believe what he had done. You recognized the name Odraelier as the name of the houses last owner, presumably Max’s ‘father’
You couldn’t let him see this.
So you his it in your coats pocket for later desposal, ready to cry for what had happened to your sweet Max.

You looked over to his bed, he was still sound asleep.
Instead of waking him or leaving or continuing to read the evil mans writings you crawled onto the bed and fell asleep beside Max. Swearing to yourself that you would never abandon him.

Max had the best sleep in months, no more nightmares or dreams of being cold and alone abandoned in darkness

~Timeskip of about 2 months~

Each evening you’d go down to your basement and find Max there, you would go down to his cave/home and talk for hours, usually falling asleep on his bed.
You’d been doing this for weeks now, and that’s were you were again, with Max

“This place really is amazing Max, a lot nicer than the basement. Why were you up there every night anyway?” you asked while laying down next to him on his bed “I w-would go up t-there to wait f-for father each n-night. It w-was dark s-so I b-bumped i-into things a-a l-lot.” he said starring at the ceiling. “I’m sorry about your father Maxy I really am” you said and scooted closer to him and layed your head on his shoulder “I-its o-okay (Y/n), n-now each night I-I w-wait for y-you” he said blushing with a small smile

You smiled seeing his blush and rolled onto you elbows, hovering over him smiling and staring into his beautiful and full of life golden eyes and kissed him gently.

Some monsters just want to be loved~