Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Crawling In The Dark ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Crawling In The Dark

In a classroom a boy named Calix is sitting at his desk with his head down muttering things to himself, he has 2 small horns coming from his head, a pair of minimized dragon wings and a dragon tail to match, his hair is multicolored with long pointed ears and he's...about 16, he slams his head onto his desk and groans softly as the teacher babbles on about...er...math-

“Another year of school, another event to waste time, another pointless year living....”

His ears twitch once and a little jingle bell that's attached to his ear chimes.

At the other side of the classroom, another boy named Arsen is mocking the teacher with one hand with an annoyed expression on his face. His hair is black with red tips and he dresses in black and is always wearing a trench coat, and his eyes change color according to his mood, right now they are black, and he has a tattoo of a pentagram on the back of his left hand and is also the silent type.

The teacher babbles some more and Calix starts to repeatedly bash his head onto his desk, he's sitting in the back where none of the judgmental people in the class can see him.

“I hate my life.” Smash. “I hate my life.” Another smash. “I hate my life.”

Arsen shines a laser pointer on the teacher's forehead with a smirk on his face. The teacher, which resembles that of an ugly frog, snatches the laser pointer with her long tongue.

“Can't you at least TRY to look like your paying attention...?” She then looks at Calix, “Calix, stop banging your head, it's a distraction.”

He freezes, “I can feel eyes on me...I should of just stayed still...attention...drawn to self...” He winces and nods to the teacher and turns his head, he sees Arsen and sighs, “Well he seems to be enjoying life...” He turns his head the other way, facing a wall.

Arsen shoots spit balls at the blackboard and the teacher groans,

“Just go sit in the hall... I don't want to have to deal with an immature moron such as yourself.” She glares at him.

“'Bout time....” He gets up and goes out into the hall with a satisfied smirk and his eyes change to red.

The teacher shakes her head and goes back to teaching, Calix tilts his head,

“Care free...wish I could pull off a look like that...to bad I'm so shy...” A girl looks at Calix and he meets her eyes,

“Did you finish yesterdays homework...I need someone to copy off of...”

Calix shakes his head quickly,

“SORRY MISS I DONT!” He puts his hands over his mouth; the teacher drags the chalk down the board making a loud squeak,

“I...have no patience today...Calix...just get outta here...” Calix stands up, nods and runs out of the room, people start to laugh and the teacher drags the chalk down the board again making everyone wince, once outside the classroom Calix shakes his head quickly,

“...maybe I should just go home...”

Arsen is leaning on the wall, “That's what I do everyday....sometimes I don't even bother coming to school.”

Calix jumps and looks at him, “I would do that, but I think my parents would hi-....” He stops himself and looks at the ground numbly.

“Who cares about parents, they're only around to make your life miserable.”

Calix nods and looks at his arms, there bruised up, indicating he has abusive parents,

“...yeah...I wanna leave, just get away from everything...”

Arsen just shrugs, Calix looks up at him then down the hall, its empty, he blinks a few times and starts to walk away,

“I'm outta here...” He puts his hands in his pockets and has his head down.

“Do you really want to live in that hell you call home?”

“...no...I'm sick of being hit...” He stops walking. “...I'm just going to keep walking till I cant anymore, maybe I'll find some paradise.” He looks over his shoulder, “And maybe I wont...” His ears twitch again and the little bell chimes once more.

Arsen lights a cigarette, “That's your plan? It sucks if you ask me...”

Calix growls,

“I didn't ask you, did I? I just want out of things, I'm sick of the way I'm treated by people, I'm sick of family members treating me like shit, I'm sick of people like you...who seem to think their better then everyone else.”

He eyes the cigarette, being a smoker himself, his wings glow and grow from their mini form to large black wings with red markings and a couple of tears, he continues walking to the doors.

“I know of a place you can stay instead of your so called home, I've been living on my own for a while now.”

His ears twitch-

Should I even stop to listen...? He groans and stops and looks at Arsen, wings shrinking, he raises an eyebrow. “Alright then...”

“There's an empty apartment right next door to my place, it might not be the best but nobody cares when they get a place in that part of town.”

“Its a start...” Calix puts his hands behind his head, “As for now, I aint waiting around for them to call my parents and have me explain to them why I was 'causing disruptive behavior during class' or any of that bullshit...”

Arsen also starts heading for the door leaving a trail of smoke from his cigarette. Calix continues walking, once outside he stretches his arms, his long sleeves drop showing cut marks on his wrists and the bruises. Arsen flings his cigarette away even though he's only smoked half of it.

“I hate this part of town...too happy.”

“Too colorful...” All the houses look exactly the same, but with bright colors and happy little lawn ordainments, some have Christmas lights up or other joyful things, Calix shudders, wearing mostly black himself, but a good deal of orange to. Arsen starts to walk towards an alley, Calix follows him, taking mental notes on the directions as Arsen keeps slipping through different alleys and jumping fences.

Calix starts to get annoyed at how long it's taking,

“I hope you aren't just trying to get me lost, then ditch or something...”

Arsen stops in front of an abandoned building that looks like it used to be a factory or something, the windows are boarded up and the doors look like they're falling off the hinges.

“Home sweet home....”

Calix's eyes widen, “...at least it's not pink...” He shudders at the color of his former house. Arsen opens the door and inside it's dark and there seem to be cobwebs in every corner and there are other people (all dressed in black) talking to each other, some nod a greeting to Arsen and go back to their conversations. Calix looks at all of them then looks at Arsen,

I wonder if I'm gonna die here... He thinks then sighs softly.

Arsen puts his hands in his pockets and starts to go up some stairs. Calix follows behind him, hoping the stairs don't break. Arsen stops on one of the highest floors and smiles,

“This is my level no one comes up here and I prefer it stays that way, but now it's also your level that will be your room.” He points to a rusty metal door, “Any machinery you find in there you can just toss out the window.”

Calix looks down the steps then at the door and walks over to it and pushes it open, when he does dust falls from the door and the inside looks like a mess.

“...well...it'll keep me busy...” He looks around for a light of any sort, “Maybe I should get some stuff from home and bring it here...no ones home yet anyways...” He gets annoyed with no luck in finding a light, and claps his hands together, he makes a flame around hover in the middle of the room, giving him a better look of it, “Hmm...yeah, I think I'm gonna clean it up a little bit, run home, grab some stuff...Along with my parents' savings, He smirks, “And then make myself at home.” He looks at Arsen. “I have a question for you, if you don't like school, why do you even go? It's not like you have people making you...”

Arsen lets out a laugh, “I go cuz I like messing with people; I just like to cause a little chaos here and there.”

Calix's ears twitch and he tilts his head and then shrugs.

“Whatever makes ya sleep at night.”

He half mutters the words and finds an old set of tools in the corner, he walks over to it, opens it and grins, picking up a wrench he looks over his shoulder at all of the machinery.

“Maybe I should grab the stuff first.” He drops the wrench back into the tool box and walks to the door, snapping his fingers making the fire disappear, he starts to walk down the steps. “I'll be back.” He looks up at Arsen, “Or if you have nothing else to do, you can tag along.”

“I got nothin better to do.”

Calix nods and keeps walking down the steps, and after a slight time elapse, there in one of those happy neighborhoods, Calix has his hands in his pockets muttering things to himself and he stops in front of a pink house and groans inwardly,

“They had to buy...this house...”

He walks up to the door and pulls out some keys, after he unlocks the door a barking is heard from the inside and he groans again, he opens the door and gets tackled by a very large dog.

“OH GOD...GET OFF OF ME WILL YA!?” The dog licks his face and barks happily, sees Arsen and starts to growl lowly, Calix pushes the dog off of him and walks into the house, “He won't bite you...”

The dog follows Calix obediently, Calix runs up the stairs into his room and after a while comes back down with a suitcase and a jar full of money, “See if they go on another honeymoon now...” He stuffs the jar into his backpack that I never mentioned before and there's a small black cat on his head. Arsen looks at the cat.

The cat yawns and curls up on Calix's head, “I can't leave her here alone...my parents would shove her into the blender...but I think he'll be ok.” He motions to the huge dog, “At least their dog people...”

Calix walks into the kitchen and digs through the fridge, he shuts the door with a piece of cold pizza in his mouth, “If your hungry, eat whatcha want, not like I live here anymore so I don't care.” He stuffs other good foods into his backpack.

“I prefer sneaking into the fast food places and grabbing what I can.”

Calix shrugs, “That stuff with make you fat.” He looks at the pizza, “Not that this is much better...” He looks around for anything else after stuffing cat food also into the now getting heavy backpack. “...I think...that's everything...” He notices a number written down on a piece of paper and walks over to it and reads it. “...Blegh...calling the family up...I wonder if they were planning a party or something...”

Arsen takes out another cigarette and lights it. Calix eyes that cigarette as well, but doesn't ask for one, he whines and looks away, his cat sneezes from the smoke and meows softly, Calix looks up at her and sighs, she jumps off of his head, onto his shoulder and into the hood on his jacket, making that her new bed for the moment, Calix starts to walk back towards to door, grabbing a cell phone and its charger on the way out.

“I'm gonna stop at the burger place on the way back.”

“Mkay.” Calix walks out the door and waits for Arsen. “Should I just head back then? Don't wanna slow you down or anything like that...”

He shrugs, “Do what you want, doesn't matter to me.”

Calix sighs, “Fine then, I got a lot of work to do anyways...” After Arsen is out of the house he locks it up after waving to his dog, the dog whines sadly and lies down, he starts to walk back towards the factory/apartments with headphones around his neck. Arsen starts heading down to the burger place with a devious smirk.