The Chronicles of the Nightshade Clan

thanks for all the nice feedback. sorry i havent updated in ages. well, im back and here is another chapter. now things will get harder to write but ill keep trying.



Lilith

I snuck into the school. The bus never had stopped so I had to take a shortcut to keep from being late. My shortcut had been in vain. I was late and the only thing that I got from the shortcut was a few branches in my hair and a few scratches on my face. My legs and arms would have been bleeding right now if I hadn’t had my hoodie and long pants. I always wear them. Yes, my hoodie smells but I won’t wash it.
Well I opened the door to my classroom and walked in. The teacher glared at me with the “you have detention” look. I could hear some of the people in my class whispering bad things. My self esteem just went lower into the dirt, or would it be mud since it went lower?
I took my seat in the middle of the classroom. I don’t really have any friends in this class. My friends are a year older than me.
The oldest is Hanna. She is eighteen. She is very tall, short black hair and always wears a lot of long, black dresses. And she has purple eyes. I think they are contacts but I’m not too sure. I once heard that some people have purple eyes, that it is a recessive trait. Hanna never takes them out so it could be natural, or she could be weird.
Brian is seventeen and in all of Hanna’s classes. Brian is about as straight at a hoola hoop. He is about as gay as gay can be! I met him because he mistook me for a boy when I entered high school. He thought I was cute! Until he found out I was a girl. He also has short brown hair and brown eyes. He even has a few blonde highlights in his hair. I think it looks so cool! My mom won’t let me dye my hair.
I live with my mom. My dad died when I was small. My mom is really nice though. But she can be a bit depressing sometimes. Her name is Sasha Antane. She has beautiful deep brown hair and deep brown eyes. She has only a few distinguished wrinkles under her eyes from years of… stuff. She said I got my green eyes from Dad.
He had green eyes and blonde hair. He was in his forties. He was always so much fun.
He had gotten hit by a car. He would see stuff that wasn’t there. He slowly began to go crazy. He said he kept on seeing death. He had to be sent to a hospital, a place that was called NIC. They never let us visit him though. He was only there for a year. One day I guess he couldn’t take it anymore. He ran away from there and came home one day. I don’t remember too much about that day but I do remember how it ended. Him telling me to never trust anyone, that one day things would happen to me, like they did him, and that life would not be easy for people like us. At the time I had no idea what he meant, but now, now I still didn’t either. Perhaps Dad was insane. Well he ran into the street after giving me a hug and one last kiss on the cheek once he saw a white van came to our house and Dad ran into the middle of a busy road while a truck was coming and… well; now it’s just mom and me.
Well I sat in class, and sat, and sat, and sat there, bored out of my mind. Slowly my mind started to drift. My thoughts flew away from my mind. My head slowly, willfully fell to my desk.

I dreamed of myself. I was standing on a stone road, looking out towards the shadow kingdom in the fire realm. I watched the harpies fly across the blood red sky. The orange sand all around. And even a dragon on a cliff, with its baby.
In the distance I saw two figures. One taller than the other. Both had long hair. I began to walk towards these two figures. I could see that one was a man and the other a woman. The man had large, feathery wings, while the girl had none. The man ran his fingers through the woman’s hair. She wrapped her arms around his chest and held him close. When I got about 20 feet away they both looked at me and smiled. Then I saw the man plunge his arm though her chest. She smiled through a rain of blood, though she didn’t feel any pain. I saw her mouth the words “don’t worry”
Then darkness, darkness and-
“Miss Antane!”
My eyes began to open, slowly.
“Miss Antane! Are you awake?” exclaimed my teacher.
“unnnn…” I peeked my head up from my arm. I wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth.
“Miss Antane, I don’t suppose you were listening enough to answer the question, now were you?”
I knew this one, I was certain! “32!” I pronounced happily. I could feel it in my gut, I was gonna be right. I felt so proud of myself.
“No, Lilith, this is history class, not math. The answer is the emancipation proclamation.” said the teacher with a heavy sigh. She lightly bopped me on the head with the answer sheet she was carrying around the room with her.
Everyone laughed at me.
I sighed and looked at the clock, waiting for lunch so I could be with Hanna and Brian.
Well, eventually lunch came and I ran outside to our usual spot by the big tree as soon as the bell rang. Brian and Hanna were already there.
Brian had on a tie-dye tank top that he made himself and some blue jeans and Hanna had on her usual long black skirt with a black shirt and all the black goth makeup. If I didn’t already know her I would be afraid of her.
They waved me over and I went to them. We all sat down under the big oak tree and Brian handed me a sandwich like he does everyday.
Every thing seemed to be normal, until he came.
It started with Brian talking about a hot guy in front of the school, looking for a girl. Brian showed us the man.
My breath got caught in my throat. Akito Nightshade I thought to myself, I have no idea why I would think that, Akito had white hair, and would never come here and… and wasn’t real, he was just someone I had made up for my story. I knew I needed to learn to get out of my fantasy world, learn that this is real life, that Akito Nightshade will never come and sweep me off my feet and take me to his castle to be his blushing bride.
I gave a small sigh of sadness. This was my life, and it was never going to change, I just had to learn that. After all, I was already 16.
Well, Kat, the school skank as Hanna called her, was already talking to this man and asking him to help her at her car.
Hanna hated Kat, last year Hanna had a boyfriend, not gothic like her, just a normal guy. Kat seduced him and he decided he would rather have free sex than be with Hanna, so he dumped her. Kat already had a boyfriend, one she was planning on marrying, but that didn’t stop her, she got bored of both men very quickly though and soon was on the prowl again, like a jungle cat.
Kat said something in a harsh voice after this new man turned her down. He pushed her to the side so hard that she fell down. And then he pointed to his left without looking and said “Her, she is the one I came to see”
I pointed at myself in disbelief. “Me?” I asked.
“Yes, Lilith Antane, the writer. That is you isn’t it?” he asked in a harsh tone
I nodded, too confused to speak. I felt a mix of fear and happiness. I moved my tangled hair from my face. He then told me to follow him behind the school, I had to will my legs to move. Every natural instinct I had in me told me to run. My body screamed out predator. Perhaps it was how this man was holding himself, he seemed like he had a forced confidence about him, forced, but still intimidating just the same.
“Miss Antane, I have a few questions to ask you, I assume you will answer them truthfully.” He said, not in a question, but stated, like if I refused him somehow he would… well I didn’t know. I simply nodded my head. “First question, why do you write these things in your stories? Why do you portray demons and witches as heros? And humans as the villains?”
“Um, I just feel like writing those things. I don’t know why, I guess I people should just know to look at a story from both sides or something” I replied.
“Where do you come up with your ideas?” he asked, seeming content with my first answer.
“I just think of them, same as any other writer I guess.”
“I see, so, how old are you then?”
“16, Why?” I asked.
“No reason” he seemed to be making up his mind about something or other. “I will see you at another time” he said before stalking off.