L. Fitzgerald's Story

Fitz got ready for the day. He washed himself, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and started to get dressed. “Now, is it a blue day or a green day?” Fitz laughed at the green day part. He was still desperately tired and couldn’t make sense of what he was saying. He put on the blue button down that he had just finished ironing. He put sown the collar and rolled the sleeves up about halfway. He then buttoned it up, covering his bare chest. Fitz managed to get on his khaki pants just fine and he laced a brown belt through the belt loops. He found his boat shoes and slipped into them. Walking towards the door, he turned off the lights and then creped out of the room, closing the door behind him. Fitz walked towards his study, nodding to who ever were already up and ready to start their day. He got to his study and sat down, swiveling around in his chair a bit. He rubbed his eyes and thought of his average day process. “Um… I’ll get breakfast later. I need to check up on the kitchen, see how they’re doing. Look at the bills and taxes… Read. I need to read.” Fitz got up out of his chair and looked for a book or sheet music he could read. He picked up a book with the calligraphy sprawled upon it that said “Beethoven” and a few of the Belgium pianist’s symphonies. A half an hour later, he closed the book and the sheet music. “Crazy. Crazy, but a genius.” Fitz got up and started to wander the halls of The Home.

Dallas Walked the halls of the home, carefully. She was wearing a wool sweater and jeans with, of course, no shoes. She smiled at Fitz when he came by. Once he nodded and walked past her, she breathed in his cool scent of lavender and honey. Dallas smiled to herself, she had known that smell all her life. She looked out the window. It was sprinkling lightly outside, and Dallas thought it was perfect timing for a swim. She ran to her bedroom, pulled out a lavender bikini and put it on, got a beach towel, and ran outside… Barefoot. She laid the towel aside when she got to the lagoon and jumped into the blue-black waters. Dallas was used to the transformation, so it was only a little sting. She looked at her long tail; pink and gel-like with silver dorsal fins. She dove deeper and deeper until she reached her little cavern.

Tremmy heard giggling from the basement, incantations from the garden, splashing in the Lagoon, and the paces of The Dean around The Home. He looked down a little to see a familiar, ginormous black dog with patches of fur missing look up at him with it's red eyes. Trem got down to pat the dog's head. "Hey, Addy. How's it going, boy?" The dog gave an eerie grin. "Now what should we do today... Banshee, Witch, Merfolk, or the Werewolf?" The dog whimpered and ran away. Tremmy followed it to see Adolf carrying an old teddy bear. Trem chuckled. "Or, the sickest, most baddest dog in Hell wants to take a break from pranks and have a sissy play date." The dog growled and crouched into a playful position. "Only for a while. It'll look like I'm playing with an invisible dog." Addy was invisible to everyone, except for other demons.

Dallas had a wonderful time talking to Abel. She admired the pink flower in her hair, and had fun talking to someone she somewhat knew. She heard the bell and looked up at the surface, then back at Abel. "Let's go. It's lunch time. I hope they don't serve fish. That's like cannibalism." She started swimming to the surface, then looked back at Abel who wasn't swimming at all. "I'm not leaving without you, ya know. Better come before I drag you up there!" Dallas yelled playfully. She twirled her tail in circular motions.

Fitz finally got the guts to go downstairs and eat something. He didn't eat a lot, and he especially didn't eat in front of other people, including all the beautiful creatures that were stuck at The Home. He piled up a tray with raw red meat, bacon, tenderloin, etc. He was part wolf, so he needed it. He grabbed a beer for good measures. Fitz didn't get drunk, which was something odd. His family was filled with alcoholics, and he was one of them. He just didn't get drunk. He always thought to himself it must have to do with his super human abilities, there was no other reason for him not to get that way.

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Hayden heard her alarm clock blaring early this morning as she groaned while removing her arm from underneath the covers and hitting her alarm, missing by a few inches at first but then finally hitting it to shut it up. She pulled the covers back over her head then growled lowly as she heard moving around the mansion. Her eyes fluttered opened as she removed the covers from her body and placed her feet on the floor below. Her ears twitched as she heard her cell phone start to ring - It was her boss. She scoffed with an eye roll then reached over and answered it. "This is Hayden." She said as he boss rambled on about her not having to come to work tonight. She was actually relieved because that means that she can actually mingle with the other creatures that lingered around.

She finally rose up from her bed, raising her arms over her head then dropping them back down towards her sides. She walked out of her room and down the hall. Hayden really didn't know too many people here but today seemed like a great day to get to know at least one person. She marched down the stairs and went into the kitchen, seeing Fitz there as she smiled. Hayden was only wearing a black bra with matching black panties. She went over towards the fridge and grabbed herself a beer and popped the top off with her hand as she neared towards him.

"Hey Fitz." She said while jumping up and sitting down on the counter. Her eyes were locked with his. "How are you doing this morning?" Hayden continued to ask him as she waited for a response from. "Where is everyone else at? I feel like this place is always empty." She commented while shaking her head and taking a small sip from her beer.

Hayden eyes darted towards the raw meant that Fitz was eating. She haven't even noticed it until he said something about it. She laughed at his comment about not being accepted into Harvard then shrugged. "Good thing we're all here. A place where everyone is accepted." She smiled brightly towards him as her eyes studied over his features. Hayden knew that Fitz was a werewolf and thought that it was so sexy. She often wondered what he was like in bed but was going to wait until the time was right to found out. Hayden chuckled to herself at the thought then snapped back into reality. "So, I got called off of work today..." She paused to take a big sip and gulp from her beer. "If you want to hang out and do something." She eyed him while smiling, again. Even though she was a Succubus, she didn't want to take advantage of Fitz by using her seductive abilities. She wanted every single answer to be his own. "So, what do you say? You and me, taking over the town?" She giggled slightly at that last part then jumped down from the counter, her breasts bouncing up and down as she leaned against the counter, waiting for his response.

Hayden cheered with sheer delight when Fitz agreed to go out on the town with her. She hoped that he didn't see her little celebration wiggle but with him being only mere inches away, how could he not. She heard him ask if there was any particular place that she would want to go. She shook her head no as she skipped back upstairs to her room, where she showered and brushed her teeth. Hayden tied her blonde locks of hair into a high ponytail and dressed herself in short shorts, a short sleeve buttoned up collar shirt for women and just some brown sandals. She walked back down the stairs and entered the kitchen again as she eyed Fitz with a smile. "Okay. I'm all set to go." She basically squealed when she spoke those words, waiting to follow Fitz towards the outside.

Hayden made sure she had her cell phone and purse as she followed Fitz towards his truck, which was a F150. She got in right after he had opened the door for her. "Thanks." She said with a smile while plopping down in the passenger's seat. Hayden remembered the times where the men would hold the doors for women and escort them in places with their arm tangled with one another. Those were the days. She shook her head, knowing that things are way different now as she looked at Fitz getting in. Fitz was such a beauty. He looked better than Jacob in Twilight, well, maybe not that much but still, he was chiseled to perfection. When the music blasted and filled her ears, she shrieked loudly and covered her ears then removed her hands as some classic rock started to play. "Sure. I am pretty hungry." Hayden patted her stomach with a smile as she sung along with the radio. It wasn't a song to reel Fitz in but she just knew the song on the radio and felt like singing it.

Gordon had walked around the grounds of the mansion for about an hour now and everything was in order. On his walk, he tended to a loose stone in the path or two but other then that, it was picturesque. He figured if he needed to fix anything else, he'd be told about it and decided to head inside for some lunch. He was already thinking of a killer sandwich he could make when he noticed Hayden head out the front door with Fitz seemingly not too far behind. So Gordon closed the fridge and watched as Fitz followed her out. He shortly after heard the sound of Fitz' car pull out of the driveway. He was happy for Fitz. He deserved to relax after all the crap he had to put up with as Dean. Sure, it was with a demon of seduction, but she seemed nice enough. After this thought, Gordon decided to wait and see what the Witches had down before eating and instead just grabbed a water bottle and decided to head towards the entertainment area to relax a bit.

As he walked into the room, he stopped in his tracks as he noticed a bright haired woman on one of the couches. She looked over to him seemingly surprised. "Noura...right?" Gordon said, trying not to seem rude. He remembered Fitz telling him about a Banshee moving in some point recently, but Gordon surprisingly hadn't run into her yet. "I just thought I'd come in and relax a bit. Mind if I sit down?"

Tremmy heard noises from the kitchen and stopped playing with his favorite foul beast. "Hm, two witches. One place. I think we should go check it out, Addy." The demon and his companion went down the stairs and made their way to the kitchen. "Play nice with the familiars. They're protective of their masters." Addy growled but then understood. Tremmy walked in on the two witches. He chuckled to himself. "My kind of party." He took a glimpse at Eden, then looked Evanne up down. "Well Hell, Miss Evanne, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He gave her a wink. A lion and a bear. No match for a beast of Hell, Addy thought. Why does he want me to play nice? Addy just sat down by his masters feet.

Fitz gave a small sigh. "Well, it's been a doozy. I am a Dean, after all. I have to work out finances, pay the bill, make sure nobody tries to commit suicide or murder. The only thing that really keeps me at peace is probably listening to myself play piano. Actually, nowadays, any piano music will do." The waitress came back. "I'll order a burger, double the patty, no cheese, and a unsweetened tea, please." "How do you want it cooked?" "Rare, please." The waitress turned to Hayden. "How about you?"

Dallas frowned. "It's the transition, isn't it?" She looked down sadly and picked up her towel, wrapping it around her. "I'll leave, don't worry. Just find me when you're done, okay?" Dallas walked inside the house and was about to go into the kitchen, when she heard three voices. Never mind. She went down stairs into the game room and didn't see Gordon and Noura until she walked right in front of them to go to the bar. She let out a gasp and shrunk back a little. "Um... I... Uh... Er..." The mermaid wrapped the towel around her almost like it was suffocating her. Dallas was in shock. Mostly because she avoided everybody and she would've seen this coming. "S-s-sorry." She managed to sputter out.

Hayden listened to Fitz talk then shook her head while reaching her hand over the table and grabbing a hold of his hand. "It sounds like you need a vacation." She said then backed her hand away from his as she then listened to talk about how listening to the piano, or playing it makes him feel at peace. She smiled when she heard him talk like that then flashed her eyes over towards the waitress. Fitz ordered first then it was her turn. "Uhmm.." She held up the menu and scanned over it briefly. "I'll just have the cowboy burger with a Bud Light, please." She said while handing the waitress the menu, which she took with a smile. The waitress had her eyes fixed upon Fitz and Hayden didn't like it but she couldn't say anything since they were friends. Her facial expression told the story and she grew quiet, not knowing what to say now.

Tremmy's interaction lingered with Evanne but he turned his head to Eden. "Bronx Tremaine. Call me Tremmy." Addy let out a growl, but Tremmy silenced him. "By the way, I brought Adolf with me. Easy on the dog jokes, okay?" He walked closer to Evanne with Addy close to his heels. "So Evanne," He leaned in next to her, putting an arm just above her head to steady himself. "I heard the sky is going to be clear tonight, and the stars are in a perfect alignment, and I'm trying to put this as romantic as I can. You, me, under the stars, with a bottle of 1993 Forstmeister Geltz Zilliken Spätlese Riesling or some aged scotch if red wine isn't your poison. No Addy, I promise." The hellhound let out a short growl then a huff, realizing he had no choice. "You can even bring your ferocious feline. So, what do you say?" Tremmy hope it would be a yes. He like Evanne, but he thought if he actually really showed his feelings, a few demons would tease the shit out of him.

Dallas frowned. "Who would come at this time of day?" When Gordon went to go check, she whispered a prayer for him in Atlantian that he would be safe. Dallas turned to Abel, then looked at Noura. "Um, uh..." Dallas took a breath and started to speak clearly, in English. "Hello, I'm Dallas. And you are...?"

Fitz smiled as the waitress left. "I really do need a vacation. But that doesn't work for men like me." Fitz could really care less about a vacation. He loved his work, occasionally. Fitz also was glad Hayden was there, it seemed like she made everything less stressful. He looked at Hayden. Wow, he thought. Could she be anymore beautiful? "Hayden, I have to say you look stunning today." Fitz started to blush, but he tried not to let show. He was getting a feeling of lust that he had not had for so long. She wouldn't want to sleep with me. Hell I wouldn't even want to sleep with me. Fitz came to a not-so-shocking conclusion. Who would want to sleep with a 99 year old virgin?

Hayden smiled shyly as she waved her hand at Fitz. "Ah, stop it. I don't look that great." She blushed then noticed his blush as she jumped from her seat. "I'm going to go freshen up. Don't go nowhere." She said softly while turning around and walking towards the bathroom. Hayden hoped that Fitz's charm was all his and not her lusting him. She wasn't trying to do that at all. She shook her head of the thoughts then applied on a little more makeup and lip gloss then rubbed her lips together. She placed everything back in her purse then reviewed herself before exiting the bathroom and going back to the table. "Did you miss me?" She asked him with a smile while running her hands through her blonde locks of hair.

When Gordon saw the men, they seemed normal enough. Doctors had come into the Home before to check on some of the residents, but they seemed different. No one had called a doctor that Gordon could remember. So, as they walked down the hall to find some privacy with Abel and Dallas, Gordon took another look at the two men; his type of look at the men. He saw flashes of them pulling the scales of countless merfolk, some unconscious and some not as lucky. Gordon wanted to puke from the things these men had done, but there wasn't any time for that. As they closed the door behind them, he noted the room and teleported back to Noura. "Get to your room. Lock the door." he said in a cold voice as he then quickly teleported again, this time towards the garden. He then pulled out his phone and proceeded to call Fitz. "You two need to get back here right now. We have some trouble at home. Scale poachers. I'll take care of them until you get here." Gordon said, hitting the end button as he was now in front of the garden shed. He pushed in the door and eyed his old iron shovel that he used for digging graves; his weapon of choice as he felt a sickle was a bit cliche. Plus, it was quieter then a gun. Well, most of the time. He grabbed it and twirled it in his hand for a moment, getting comfortable with the cold wood and iron weapon. In another blink, he was in front of the closed door to the room where the "examination" was taking place. He knocked on it, placing the shovel on the inside of the door frame so it was out of sight. "Excuse me. Can I come in?" he said, just then noticing the girl next to him. "You aren't gonna want to see this. Head to your room and lock the door." he said, immediately hearing a blood curdling scream coming from inside. The girl busted in before Gordon could react. She was pretty quick for how young she was and definitely knew what she was doing. Before he knew it, one of the men had ran past him and he could her the ignition from outside. He quickly blinked next to the driver side door and pulled the man out, quickly blinking away with the man in his grasp, key still in the ignition.

All Tremmy saw was blurred, it happened so fast. He went down stairs see what had caused the conflict. The merman, the reaper, a blonde chick. No sign of Evanne. Why do you care so much about her? Addy said to him silently. She's a witch. Trem didn't answer. He went in search of Evanne, and his search was cut short when he saw her sitting down back to the wall. "Hey, Evanne... Looks like you took quite the toll." He knelt down beside her. "You okay?" He put a cold hand on her shoulder. "I think you need to relax." Addy let out a snarl. Oh, sure when I want to play you scowl at me, but when you want to help a witch? It means nothing. Tremmy got up and picked up Evanne. "Okay, I swear if you tell any other demons I'm doing this... I don't know."

Fitz smiled. "Every minute." The food had already been served, and he was taking short sips from his tea. "I wonder how things are going at the Home..." He started to reach for his phone, but then stopped. "I guess we'll figure out when we get back." Fitz took a bite out of the burger. Delicious. "Hayden, I have a question..." He said, in between bites. "Would like to accompany me to the party? It's called the 'Midnight Gala'. It's a fundraiser I'm hosting at The Home. A couple of other demons and creatures will be there... It's a black tie occasion, a formal event. And what I'm trying to say is..." He took a sip of tea. "Would you be my date? It's in five days or so."

Dallas was sobbing. How could she let this happen? She knew there was something fishy about the men. Dallas stood back and watched everything before her eyes. She stopped crying when Gordon came in. Now this was an articular matter. Dallas fancied Gordon, and refused to look anything but the best for him. Once he walked in her face got crimson, and she started to stutter. "Uh, um, I. I don't know what's going on." She touched the pink flower that was still in her hair.

Hayden looked at Fitz and smiled as he was wondering what was going on at the home. She rolled her eyes with a sigh then saw that he stopped reaching for his phone. "Consider this part vacation. They can handle themselves..." She thought about that part then shrugged her shoulders. "Well, most of them can." She then smiled again while taking a few bites out of her burger and sipping her beer. She nodded her head at Fitz's next words but then choked when she was asked to be his date. Hayden didn't know what to say. She was literally at a lost for words and really couldn't say anything. It would be her first date so she knew that she had to make the most of it. "Before I answer, I want to make sure that it is Fitz that is asking me and not me lusting you." Hayden then placed a sincere look on her face as she stared at Fitz, waiting for his response.

The Knight in shining armor gave the former damsel-in-distress a crooked smile. "Of course I did. What kind of insensitive bastard would I be if I let you die?" Addy paced back and forth behind the couple. Trem whistled him over. "It's about time I get going." He turned around and started to walk, Addy in lead. "Wait..." He turned around and ran back to Evanne. Tremmy cupped her cheeks and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. As he pulled away, he smirked. "I deserve that, I think." He trotted back to the edge of the meadow. "I'll see you soon, princess."

Fitz gave Hayden a grin. "That's the most wonderful thing, Hayden. I have never, ever been seduced by anything before. Nothing was able to, I had a profound love for my ex-fiance. But when I met you, all my walls, regarding love and feelings, came down. I let you in. Hayden, I like you. A lot. It's not lust. I wouldn't know, really, what lust is..." He lowered his voice. "I'm a 99 year old virgin. Sad, I know." Suddenly his phone rang. "One moment, Hayden, I have to take this..." Fitz looked at his caller ID. Gordon. Uh oh. He answered. "Gordon? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

"Gordon? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" Gordon let out a sigh of relief at Fitz' voice. "You guys need to get back home, now. It's Abel. He..." Gordon stopped halfway through his sentence and took in a breath to calm himself down. "You need to see for yourself. We'll talk more when you get here. I have to set some things in motion." Gordon hung up on the call and pushed his phone back into his pocket, looking back into the room with Abel still drifting in and out of consciousness, Dallas a nervous wreck and another boy coming to join the scene at Abel's bedside. Gordon decided to leave the area in search of someone because he had an idea. An awful idea.

It took him some time to find who he was looking for. After blinking around the mansion's grounds for a few minutes, he finally found him on the outskirts of the meadow; the demon Bronx. "Bronx!" Gordon yelled to get his attention, the demon's hell hound immediately snarling and growling at the reaper. Bronx turned to face Gordon and took a few steps toward him before stopping.
"We need to talk."

Tremmy smiled to himself. "Too late, princess." He said, under his breath. Addy snarled at Gordon, who was calling out to Bronx. Tremmy wasn't very fond of the reaper, mostly because they both deal with souls, and he thought souls should strictly be in his department. He huffed, snapped his fingers, and almost immediately, a lit cigarette appeared in his mouth. "What do you want, Gordo?" Tremmy blew the smoke into Gordon's face, and gave his signature devil's grin. Addy gave the same grin, and the two where almost identical. Addy, being a hellhound, was roughly up to Bronx's chest when on all fours, so he was about 5'6". He had a torn, red leather collar, and his fur was matted, patches of fur where missing, and Addy's eyes were blood red. A truly, menacing sight.

Fitz closed his phone. "Hayden, we need to leave... Now." He threw cash on the table and ran out the door with Hayden, hand in hand. Fitz closed the door behind her, and they drove back to The Home in silence. "Something bad happened... Oh no, no, no..."

Dallas went into the kitchen to get a glass of water, when she saw Evanne helping herself to some food. Dallas grinned widely. "That demon boy likes you, doesn't he?" She held back some tears that were left over from the unfortunate accident.

Hayden eyes widened when Fitz stated they had to leave now. She grabbed her purse and threw a five dollar bill on the table, the waitress tip even though she didn't deserve one. Hayden jumped into the truck but she really didn't want to let go of his hand, so she grabbed his free hand while he was driving. The ride towards the house was silent as she could sense that something was wrong. "Fitz, what exactly happened?" Dumb question at the wrong time. She felt that sooner or later, whatever happened was going to devastated the whole entire house.