Prentice

CHAPTER 6

May 15th, 2015.

Bomb Shelter. 01:45am.

“Alexander.” A voice muttered then a radiant figure appeared and came up in front of Dante’s limp body that laid on the floor. The figure looked down at the burns and sighed, “Stand up boy and show them what we are.” Dante groaned at the sound then gripped some dirt in his palm, he pushed his upper body up then looked round but the figure was gone.

Boys Grounds. O5:55am.

Raven knocked hard on the door then looked round. The door opened with Rick stepping out bare-chested with lots of tattooed symbols and markings, he ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair then looked up at her,

“What’s your issue?” he looked at her then faked a smile, “I wanna to sleep, beautiful.”

“Dante. Where is he?” she asked. Rick shook his head,

“I thought he was at your place?” he lowered his head and groaned slowly then walked back in. Raven walked in slowly then jerked her head up to see Rick walking out with a map and pin, “I’ll find him.” He said then closed his eyes and muttered something in Latin. The pin rose and soared over the map until it came over a point and stopped. Raven rushed over and looked, she looked up at Rick,

“Get him, please.” She said and Rick vanished in a second.

Bomb Shelter. 06:23am.

Dante crawled towards the door then held the doorknob, he tried to pull but slumped and groaned. He yelled then slammed his fist into the earth,

“C’mon!” he yelled and sighed. A gush of wind slapped his face then he felt someone pick him off the floor and rush out immediately. He landed on a bed then opened his eyes to see Raven and Rick standing over him, “Brit.” He whispered and Rick smiled,

“I’m impressed, mate. Many wouldn’t have survived with such wounds.” He said and looked at Raven,

“Who was it?” she asked.

“Elvis…well I think it was him.” He said and sat up, “Candice…quick.” He whispered. She snapped her fingers and Candice appeared sleeping beside Dante, Raven jerked her hard,

“Candice!” she yelled and Candice groaned and looked beside her, she sat up quickly then touched Dante’s wounds, she looked at Dante then slapped his right cheek playfully,

“A f*****g month and you seem to bring trouble everywhere you go.” She muttered and his wounds began healing. Dante smiled,

“I’m a wild one.” He said and went unconscious. Candice looked up at the two,

“Just tired from all the pain.” She muttered and continued nursing him. Rick sat back then rubbed his forehead, he looked at Raven then at Candice,

“Sometimes I wondered why the Prentice family has so many enemies,” he pointed at Raven, “maybe you guys were crazy or you were just unlucky fellows.”

“Unlucky for sure.” Raven muttered and came up to Rick, she sat beside him and sighed, “Thanks Rick, watch him for me please, he can be…” she rubbed her chin looking for a word. Rick smiled,

“A prick?” he asked. Raven looked at him then kissed his cheek,

“Exactly what I was looking for.” She muttered and smiled.

Boys Grounds. 02:33pm.

Dante woke up then yawned and looked round. Rick was gone and the place was dark. He stood up and tried to grab a chair then groaned and looked down at his bandaged torso,

“Now I remember.” He muttered and put a white shirt. He limped to his bed then pulled out his bag. He dug in and took out his phone and dialed down. He held it up to his ear and exhaled,

“Alexander?” she asked in shock. Dante smiled,

“Grandma Sandy, I’m okay.” He muttered slowly.

“Hold on, kid.” The line went dead. Dante looked at it in shock then dropped it. He stood then tucked the phone back when a ghostlike figure materialized, “Alex.” He jerked back and turned to face her,

“Grandma?” he stared in shock. She crouched in front of him and stroked his cheek softly, “How’d you –?”

“Astral projection.” She interrupted him, “How are you kid?”

“I’m good,” he tried to stand then groaned and sat back. Cassandra stared then noticed a streak of blood across his shirt, she twirled her hand and the shirt ripped open, “Hey!” he exclaimed. She scowled and stared,

“Who hurt my boy?” she asked,

“No one.”

“Don’t lie to me boy, I will have their heads if I find out!” she yelled and thrust her hand in and pulled him. He soared and looked down to see his body unconscious underneath him,

“OH f**k!” he yelled. Cassandra smiled and walked over to his bed and sat, “What’s going on?”

“That’s your astral form,” she looked up at him, “I’m gonna put you back when you’re ready to tell me who did that to you and trust me, I’m the only one that can put you back.”

“No way, you’ll kill them.” He muttered and floated toward her.

“True and I’ll make sure they suffer.” She said and smirked. Dante stared then sighed,

“Kurtis made the first cut across my chest when we were having combat class – it was just a training mistake.” He muttered. Cassandra tilted her head,

“And the rest? The burns?” she asked.

“Not sure, I thought it was Elvis and some bullies but it wasn’t.” He looked at his body, “Can you put me back?” he asked. Cassandra smiled, she twirled her hand and Dante’s body rose and he flew back in. He exhaled and looked up at her, “Don’t kill anyone.”

“No promises.” She said and faded.

The Hale Lodge, Haven Valley. 04:22pm.

Irene walked up to the front door in a black silk robe as someone knocked hard. She opened to see Cassandra, who rushed in and looked round,

“Kurtis!” she yelled then looked back at Irene, “Where is he?!” Irene gulped and rose her hands in surrender,

“I have no idea.” She muttered. Cassandra sighed,

“Dante got injured during a training with your old man.” She muttered and walked to the door, “I wanted to know why he had done so.”

“I’m sure it was a good reason, Grandma Cassandra.”

“I do hope so.” She nodded and stroke Irene’s hair, “He’s safe.” Irene sighed,

“I miss him, he didn’t even say goodbye.” She muttered and sat beside Cassandra, “Can I meet him?”

“I’m afraid not, Irene. He has to train to become strong.” Cassandra muttered and sighed, “I’ll tell him to call.”

Marvin Academy.

Combat Class. 04:55pm.

Dante walked into the class with an object wrapped in a sheet. He sat in the middle then unwrapped the sheet and exhaled. Candice walked in and came up to him,

“May I?” she asked and he nodded. She sat facing him then looked down at the wolf grip sword, “You brought that?”

“Yeah. I kept it incase d**k went wild again.” He muttered and touched the tip of the blade, “I still don’t know what or how it’s used.” Candice looked at it then yawned silently,

“Let me help,” he looked up at her then she held his hands and closed her eyes, “close yours too.” He did so then inhaled slowly,

“What next?” he asked but the place was silent, he opened his eyes to see himself standing in a dark alley, he looked round then yelled, “Candice!” But she didn’t reply. He heard voices then a gunshot followed, he gasped then rushed over to see two men lying dead with their hearts ripped out and a huge puddle of blood surrounding them,

“Martha, help me.” A man sat in the darkness and muttered silently, he looked down at his wound then exhaled. Dante rushed over but appeared back in the class. He opened his eyes to see Candice staring at him,

“What was that?” he asked and she looked away confused,

“I have no idea.” She looked up at Dante, “He had your hair.”

“He’s a Prentice.” He muttered and she nodded.

May 18th, 2015.

Boys Grounds. 03:55pm.

Dante sat still then exhaled, he crossed his legs, closed his eyes then breathed slowly. He opened and stood in the alley, he walked out the alley and stood,

“Morgue Alley.” He muttered and followed a lady who ran back into the alley. She came up to the man in the darkness and hugged him,

“Conrad, stay with me.” Dante knelt in front of them then looked at their hairs,

“Conrad and Martha Prentice.” He frowned. Conrad rose his hand and a sword with a wolf grip formed in his grip, he handed it over to Martha then whispered something. She took the sword slowly then turned swiftly and stabbed a figure that rose behind her. Dante looked at Conrad as he let out his last breath and faded into thin air. He opened his eyes and gasped for air, Rick walked out the bathroom and stared,

“You okay?” he asked and Dante nodded,

“I was trying to remember something.” He said and stood up slowly.

“How are the wounds?” Dante pulled off the bandage slowly then groaned silently, the wound had healed slightly with a scar forming, Rick shrugged, “It’s healing.” He said and turned to the bathroom,

“Hey, Rick,” Dante called and Rick looked back, “what exactly have you heard about the Prentice family?”

Rick stepped back then ran a hand through his hair,

“Well…I heard you guys are hated by many supernatural families because you seem to have connections with many forbidden forms of magic.” He muttered then sat, “Body shifting, demon conjuring to a very wide extent and eternal life.”

“Eternal life?”

“Yeah, that’s the main reason why fellows don’t actually relate with the Prentice family.” He looked round then leaned forward, “Word around is that a Prentice found the book of death and used it to give himself eternal life.” He added in a whisper.

“Any idea who?”

“No one knows and nobody speaks about it anymore.” He said and pushed up the sleeve of his shirt revealing a tattooed map, “I took this from my dad’s collection,”

“What’s that?” Dante asked

“The location of book of death.” He muttered then smiled, “It’s not in any location I know but I’m sure I’ll find it one day.”

“Why’d you wanna find it?”

“Dude! Imagine being able to walk the earth for millenniums and never being close to death, that will be awesome.”

“I guess so.” Dante stood up then put on a shirt and exhaled, “f*****g death.”

May 25th, 2015.

Combat Class. 08:22am.

Kurtis blocked a s***h then smiled and pushed the student back. Dante walked in wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, denim pants and a black denim coat. Everyone looked in his direction including Kurtis, they murmured silently then Kurtis lowered his Kitana and faced Dante,

“Mr. Prentice, welcome back.” He muttered. Dante looked up and frowned, “How do you feel?” he asked. Dante walked over then sighed,

“I’m okay, still feel a slight pain.” He said and took off his coat then stared at Kurtis. Kurtis rose his Kitana at Dante and smiled,

“Are you ready?” he asked. Dante walked over to the rack and picked the dragon grip sword, he inhaled and nodded,

“Let’s find out.” He muttered and the class made a circle. Kurtis gripped his Kitana then Dante rushed at him and slashed hard, he blocked the attack then pulled back in shock,

“A strong attack,” Kurtis muttered and stood still. Dante smirked,

“I’ve been training.” He muttered then twirled and slashed at Kurtis’ feet, Kurtis stumbled back then tried to catch himself but Dante rushed over and kicked him to the floor, he kicked the Kitana out of his hand then pulled a dagger and stabbed Kurtis’ palm to the floor. Kurtis groaned then tried to stand, he stopped as Dante placed the blade of the sword against his throat, “Very shocking, isn’t it?” Kurtis stared in shock,

“Who taught you that?” he asked. Dante rose the sword and stared at it, his eyes turned dark blue,

“Renee did.” He said and stretched out his hand. Kurtis pulled the dagger with a groan then grabbed Dante’s outstretched hand and stood. He sighed then nodded,

“Good one kid.” He muttered and faced the class, “Next lesson.”

Dante limped into the room then sat and groaned. He took off his shirt then exhaled,

“Get the f**k outta me!” he yelled then a figure jumped out of his body. It was Irene. She smiled and stood up, “That was stupid, why did I even accept that idea?”

“Because I brought it up.” Cassandra walked in with Raven, she came up to Dante and kissed his forehead, “Did you beat up Kurtis?” she asked Irene.

“Stabbed his hand to the floor, Dante wouldn’t let me finish him.” She muttered and looked at Dante, “That was nice.”

“If I remember well, I was the one meant to be inside you.” He said and looked away, “Thank you everyone for everything but I guess this is the end of the road.”

Rick walked in then stopped and looked round in shock,

“Was there a party?” he asked. Cassandra looked at Dante,

“Who is he?” she asked. Rick took a bow,

“Rick Nicholas Martins, ma’am.” He muttered then stood. Cassandra walked over and held his face, she stared then gasped,

“British.” She muttered then stepped back, “Carlos.”

“My grandfather…you know him.” He muttered and stared. Cassandra twirled her hand and Rick gasped, he looked at her then knelt and stared,

“He’s –.”//////////////