Chapter 25: A normal day for a normal teenage Vampire
"Today's game for the first line. Are you going to play, Mr. Captain?" Allison asked, as she met up with me at the canteen with a bright smile on her face.
"I don't know. If nothing comes up I will play." I replied, as I was just staring at the documents I was sent to.
While I do have 2 clones working throughout the day, I still look at some really important stuff. Don't get me wrong, the clones are me, with the addition of it being wired into them that they can never replace me.
But, there are some immediate matters that I have to tend to, which cannot wait for me to gain access to their memories.
Allison happily hopped to my side, to look at my Ipdad as well. The second she did though, she looked confused looking at the designs of it.
After about a minute of intense frowning and a mixture of cute faces, she gave up and asked in a defeated tone," Don't we have the same 24 hours in the day. Why does it seem like you get so much more work done than me?"
Finally solving my problem, I kept my Ipad away to the side and took out the lunch James had made for me today. He kept talking about how he has been taking classes and how his food tastes good now.
Where does he get the time for classes when he's beside me most of the time? I don't know.
"That's because I can stop time." I said with a straight face while looking into her eyes.
"Pffffft." She laughed after looking at my deadpan expression. Well technically I did not lie, I might actually eventually be able to stop time.
I opened my lunch to see that he made me 4 Sandwiches. How do these require classes? As I took the Sandwich and brought it up to my mouth in anticipation, Allison brought her face in closer to take a bite.
Now, I had 2 options. 1-Dodge and watch her pout. 2- Let her eat it and get a satisfied expression on her face.
I mean I am always teasing her, so maybe not this time.
*Crunch*
"Oh my god this is amazing! How the hell do your cooks make Sandwiches this good too?"
"Perks of being rich."
"Hehe, I got one over you. Who would have thought the great Earl Moore would lose to little old me." She says casually as she takes one of my sandwiches.
"You do know I could have stopped you right."
"Sure."
Note to self, never let her win an argument anymore.
"Dude we need to tak." Stiles said as he ran towards me and grabbed my arm.
"Hey Stiles." Allison greeted.
"Oh, hey Allison. Earl, listen this is important."
"Stiles, I am trying to have my lunch."
"Oh come on, eating 1 meal won't kill you."
"You're wrong about that." Allison spoke as she continued to eat my food.
Since I knew he wasn't going to stop, I quickly took a bite before I allowed him to drag me away.
Dammit, the one time James actually makes some good food.
…
"So what's this about."
"I think Scott is a werewolf and I can prove it." Stiles said, as he rummaged through his bag and took out a shit ton of notes.
We were in the library right now, talking right in the open. Not something I would typically do but since I was technically officially about to be introduced to the supernatural world I thought nothing of it.
"Haven't you also realized that Scott has been playing too well recently? You trained us, you should know that he could never pull those moves off."
"Right, but saying werewolves, isn't that a bit far fetched?"
"I knew you would say that." Then he dipped his hand into the bag again, and took out a purple looking plant.
"This is Aconitum, also known as wolfsbane. According to the book you gave me, if this is placed near a fledgling wolf they will immediately feel weak. If it's a person that has been a wolf for a while, they would have some tolerance to it and not feel the effects till it's on their skin."
Looking at it, honestly, I thought this was a solid plan.
I mean, if Stiles forces Scott to transform, won't he be able to convince him of the entire supernatural world more quickly.
"Fine, when are we going to do this?"
"We have to do it right now. If Scott plays in today's game, or he goes to your party he might kill people. According to the book you gave me, most werewolves have no control during the full-moon."
You know, I honestly always felt bad for them and Normal-Vampires. At least the ones in my compound took them months to get the blood-lust under control, and even after that, only in my presence can they remain in 100% control.
"Alright then, where is he?"
"He's coming here, right now."
"Speak of the devil." I said, looking at Scott, walking in and coming towards us.
"What's up guys, why did you call me here so suddenly?" He asked as he put his bag down.
"Earl bought a new car and he wanted to show off." Stiles said as he got off his seat and dragged
I mean he is not wrong. I did get a new car, but I didn't bring it today. Shit, this would have been the perfect chance.
…
In the school car park, Scott already started to look really irritated. Then, when we got into the open and nobody was there, Stiles reached into his pocket and placed the wolfsbane on Scott's arm.
"OOOOOOOOOWWWWW, WHAT THE HELL STILES STOP!" He shouted, but Stiles didn't.
Well, more like he was too surprised too. Considering the fact that some steam was coming off of Scotts skin, while it was burning, I could imagine why he was surprised.
Then, Scott started to undergo his wolf transformation, and ran away from us in fear.
"What the hell just happened."
As Stiles was still in shock, I felt a sudden rise in my power. I looked down onto my watch to see that it was 12, on the dot.
Huh, it seems like the games have begun.
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(Clone POV, Antarctica)
"So these are all the were-snow leopards you have gathered?" I asked the Pure-Vampire in charge.
"Yes my lord. These are the ones who came willingly to meet with the Original Vampire of the legends." Darius, one of my most efficient Pure-Vampire replied.
Their group was one of the 3 groups exempt from the survival games which start today.
"Greetings Original. I am the representative of my pack and we come in peace. We just want your coven to not build anything near our home."
I looked down on the kneeling Were-snow leopard, who was clearly trembling in fear. What can I say, my skill [Supernatural submission], does that to people.
"No." I calmly replied while looking at the 50 Were-snow leopards in front of me.
The Were-snow leopard did not say anything, probably because he knows he has no control right about now.
"How about this? I will add all of you into my coven. We will take over this continent and you will also assist me in my project."
"We are okay with that sir."
I smiled a little. It seems like it will take a little less time than I thought it would.
"Welcome, to project armageddon."
(Authors note: This is not like the Marvel super-soldier project)