Letty Cambrel's Story

Hinata was forced to wake up a whole two hours before his usual time where he'd get out of bed. Of course it was tiring, but he couldn't help it since his mother literally tore the sheets off of him and forced him to get up, "Hinata, dear! Rise and shine! Today you've got a job to be running to!" She shouted before slamming the door shut behind her, making sure the loud noise work her son up.

She said she had a reason to do so, and that was for her son to go to the orphanage to talk with the children since he didn't get much time in. And so he did so, since it was his family begging him to go. Hinata loved his family too much to not listen to their request.

Along the way, though, he got into some trouble with another gang, like usual. Of course he had his bat in his hand and was swinging it around, trying his best to cover his face for his identity to remain unknown, but in the end, like always, he won.

He then finished his fight with that gang, his face being shielded the whole time, and headed for the orphanage, even though it was a school day. Like every time, the children swooned over him and kept on asking him to play with them, while he continuously shook his head and said no, even though, in the end, he obviously played with them, reading them stories, tossing them in the air. Hinata always got along with the children, despite how cruel he was.

Finally, he ran his way back to the school club, using up most of his breath, and for once, he didn't run into trouble. While he entered the school gates, a bunch of students began to avoid him, usually knowing him as the trouble maker. Hinata walked casually into the hallways, then burst the door into the club room, asking, supposing to be a sort of introduction though he was never really good at those, "And what kind of supernatural stuff are we going to learn about today, huh?"




Era woke up later than usual, again. She had watched one of the latest horror movies, and one of the jump scares made her scream so loudly she got a lecture from both her parents and even her younger brother. Because it frightened her, she didn't get much sleep the night before, so she was sleeping in a little more than she usually would.

But what did wake her up was the loud alarm clock she set up for herself. Tiredly, Era raised her hand and slammed it down onto the alarm clock. Although her personality hardly changed, waking up was always the tough part for her. The bags underneath her eyes were pretty much darkened because of how little sleep she got, which was only three hours, and her hair was messy. She didn't even change out of her formal clothing.

Since her parents were at work and her brother already headed to his school early, Era was left alone to make her own breakfast and do things she'd usually get her mother to do since she was laziest in the morning such as also make the breakfast (Since Era is terrified of fire she always finds something like cereal to eat instead and maybe everything else in the pantry) comb her hair and drive her to school.

But that wasn't the case, so she lazily wobbled out of the house, her glasses laying atop her head despite how much she chose not to use them, and her bag slung over her shoulder which had keychains of little bears and other animals she favored. Although the school required uniforms, Era always stuck to her own formal clothing, often getting in trouble because of such, but not caring nonetheless since after two years of being at the same school, the teachers got used to ignoring her bad habit.

Though honestly, Era kind of looked like a zombie. She slouched a little as she walked, she looked tired as heck, and seemed to have been moaning for food. Cereal never really fed her in the morning, and without her mother, she pretty much went hungry. Sometimes she'd cry over how little food she'd get, and she felt like she was on the verge just that morning, but sucked it up, telling herself she'd probably ask someone at school for food and hopefully get what she had been searching for ever since she woke up.

Why does the sun have to be so ... Bright?

Uma grimaced, her hand lifting to fall over her emerald eyes. Her mind would logically explain why the sun was, well, bright, but in her sleepy state, she didn't really care. She was grumpy and tired, and really couldn't find the energy to care to explain to herself the answer to her question.

"Uma, get your ass out of bed before I come in there and kick it!"

Ugh ... Anya, please, for once, just be quiet ... Besides, I'm the older sister ... You shouldn't be able to order me around ...

Of course, those were the inner Uma's thoughts, and not the Uma that her friends knew.

She jerked awake as those thoughts intruded her mind, and hidden under the dark warmth of her covers, she shot up onto her hands and knees. Her hair was in a tangled mess around her head, and it was quite obvious that that would occur every night during her slumber.

With a toss of her hands, she threw back the blanket and let out a puff of sleepiness. Her hand lifted and rubbed at her right eye, riding herself of the last bit of slumber, and with a tiny yawn, she clambered out of bed.

Only to get tangled in the bed sheets and flop face-first onto the hardwood floor. She let out a soft groan, half on the bed and half off, which is what her sister saw when she slammed the door open, her bright orange hair matching her fiery temper.

"God, can you be anymore of a klutz? Vampires are supposed to be extremely agile and lithe, and you're the complete opposite! Jeez, why can't you just take that stupid rosary off for good and let the real Uma out?"

The door slammed shut again, and Uma laid their for a moment, staring after her sister and rubbing at her red chin.

"Can you be anymore of a mean little brat, Anya? Jeez ..."

She finally managed to push herself up from the cold floor and untangle herself from the sheets, somehow managing to strip off her pajamas in the process. She crossed her room in her underwear and bra only, her feet patting quietly on the floor, and made quick work of redressing herself in the school uniform.

She had been working late at the hospital the night before, having had to fill in for one of the nurses, who was out sick that night. She had been placed in charge of ensuring that each and every person got their medication and at the correct time, along with caring for and entertaining the sick children that were in too much pain to sleep, and who were not allowed sleeping medication due to their conditions. She hadn't minded, of course, but that didn't mean that she wasn't exhausted now. That occurred more often then not to her, however, so she grown used to it.

She was just slipping on her shoes when Omoshi cracked open the door, a hand over his eyes.

"Are you decent, dear sister?"

"I'm dressed, Omi."

The door opened further and Omoshi stepped in, devilishly handsome with his snow-white hair, the exact same color as hers in her true form. His eyes were bright red in that moment, due to his refusal to wear contacts at home, and they studied her as if looking for something that wasn't currently there.

His head dropped a little before he shook it. "You should be leaving, Uma. You and Anya both, lest you be late for school," he said softly, retreating back into the hall. Uma stared after him for a moment, before nodding a bit. "Yes, big brother," she mumbled. She snatched up a brown leather jacket and her messenger bag, before rushing from the room and down to the kitchen. It was there that she grabbed her and Anya's lunch, along with the second one that she always made in case Era was hungry - which happened more often then not, once again. Immediately afterwards, she removed several cans of tomato juice, which she poured into three water bottles and stuff into her bag, one of which she kept out. She drank it as she walked, her stomach growling and her jaw aching with hunger.

Along with nursing the night before, she had been out hunting once again with her brother, and had managed to take out three rogue vampires in the process, two of which were in mid-kill, and the third was merely stalking out prey. Her shoulders slumped as she walked to school, her eyes half-closed with sleep, and her face showed how exhausted she was. It wasn't long before she reached the bus station that she and Anya would take - who was quite a few feet ahead of her in an attempt to avoid walking with her - and they both boarded the bus after flashing their passes to be on it. Uma chose a seat near the front while Anya chose one near the back, giving a snake-eyed look at two young men who eyed her up and down.

When they reached the school, Uma was the first one off, but Anya shot up and ahead of her like a freight-train. Uma made her way to the club-room, though, and walked inside immediately after Hinata, who she slapped lightly upside the back of his head as she passed, her expression that of someone who had gone through the same process for far too long.

"You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai," she said, using the nickname for him that she'd had since child-hood, and the same nickname that managed to rile him up and piss him off. She turned to the rest of the room, her grumpy, tired state obvious by her actions and words.

"I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to-"

She cut off on the last word as her eyes fell on the papers that were littered across their study table, which held all information on the creature or creatures that they would be covering that day.

"Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?" she said with a slightly-nervous laugh, already straightening the papers together in an attempt to organize and put them away.

"Ouch!"

She held up her index finger as a thin line of blood appeared. It bled for a few milliseconds, but she quickly shoved her hand behind her back, the skin mending itself almost as quickly as it had begun to bleed. She let out another nervous laugh before turning back to the papers.

"Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

"Letty wake up it's time to get ready." Her grandmother said while pushing her gently. "Ok." She said with a yawn. She slowly rose out of her bed trying to get the rest of the sleep from her heavy eyes. When she finally managed to put her clothes on correctly the smell of eggs and bacon lured Letty from her room.

"Good morning Letty." Her Grandfather said while still chewing his food. Slumping down into the kitchen chair she gave him a smile.

"Good morning Grandpa." She echoed. Barley touched her Letty grabbed her lunch off the counter and headed out the door. Letty almost always would go to school early she just didn't like to be swarmed by a crowd of people in the morning.

As far as Letty could see there was no one on the street yet. Giving a huff she kicked a rock. Within minutes she was at the school., and headed toward the club room.

Since she was the first to be there she started organizing the room. Such as loose papers, and trash the were laying around.
Just to make it easier for everyone else she put out papers on a table with information on vampires.

When done she grabbed a seat in the front row, and whipped out some paper and a pen. And started to write a story about a small ghost girl who didn't have a reason to stay on earth but some force drew her there. Little did that girl know that it was love holding her.

When suddenly someone said and kicked her out of her trance. "And what kind of supernatural stuff are we going to learn about today, huh?" Letty practically jumped from her chair with a squeak 'Hinata... of course just like him.' She thought.

Before she could say something Uma spoke. "You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai," Uma said. And Letty started to walk towards them. "I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to-" Uma spoke but suddenly cut off. Letty followed her gaze. "Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?" Uma said with a nervous laugh. Now that made Letty sad. She was a little upset that her choice didn't please her. But before she could go off thinking more she heard. "Ouch!" From Uma. Then a hint of worry came into Letty's eyes. But then Uma started putting the paper back and said, "Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

"Okay." Said barley over a whisper, and also started to put the papers back. "Oh I almost forgot, good morning Hinata, good morning Uma." Letty said with a newfound smile. "I guess we are going to learn about fairies." Letty finished.

It was going to be a good day. Quincy was sure of that being fact ever since yesterday turned into today, about seven or so hours ago. He'd managed to get a lot done in that time, like getting groceries around two in the morning for him and his mom that he hoped would last them the week, and buying some cat food for the stray neighborhood cat that he secretly adopted. His mother told him to leave it alone but it was small, and black, and fluffy despite being stuck outside for hours and hours on end for who knows how long, with little white paws and a white tipped tail. His mother told him never to name anything that he didn't plan to keep, and that he shouldn't give anything a name because naming inanimate objects was something stupid people in the country did and that he couldn't keep any animals because they didn't have the money for it. But he named the cat anyway. He named him Zombie because it was cool. At least, he was pretty sure the cat was a "he." He never really investigated it.

He named his video camera too, even though his mother told him naming those things were dumb. It was old and beat up and kept together with so much duct tape that it was hard to tell the difference between the gray of the duct tape and the gray of the recorder, but it was his and he paid for it with his own money and Quincy loved it just the same. He named it Vague because most of the things it recorded were blurry, distorted, or just vague in general.

...But he was getting a little distracted here. Today was going to be a good day because he went out last night (or was it more like early morning? sometimes he got these things mixed up) and caught something on film that he was absolutely sure the others were going to love! He knew they were considering talking vampires today, so it only made him extra excited to think that the thing he caught on film was a real, actual, living, breathing one! It had to be. It totally, totally had to be. There was absolutely no way anyone could convince him that that thing on his camera wasn't a real, live vampire.

Quincy made sure his mother had already left for work before leaving his room with his video camera in plain view. He made a little makeshift holder for it since the last one had been ripped off by something by its previous owner. He kept it firmly gripped in his hand as he swung his bag on the opposite shoulder and headed out the door without bothering to grab anything for breakfast. He made himself lunch earlier after he got back from shopping, so all he had to do was grab it out of the fridge and stuff it into his bag before heading out to school. Although, it would probably be rational that someone who has hours and hours to prepare before getting to school should get there on time, Quincy still seemed to have a tendency to be a little later most days. However, today was not one of those days. He was actually congratulating himself on being a little early once he made it on campus.

There was no way he was wasting any time. Quincy arrived in classroom A-2 with a large grin on his face and his recorder baby out in front of him, as if it would automatically show them exactly what he wanted them to see. Obviously, it couldn't, and didn't, so he walked with it to the middle of the room, pushed the nice stack of papers out of the way--accidentally knocking them on the floor with a bright "I'll clean that up later"--and laid his recorder on the table to address the ones already in the room. "You'll never believe what I caught on tape last night. And I mean it for real this time!" His grin only brightened as he ejected the tape from the recorder and held it up proudly. "Guys, I swear I got a vampire on tape. Just wandering around like nobody's business!! It's the coolest thing ever! You're never gonna believe--oh wait. Yeah! You are! I have proof right here!"

He pursed his lips and looked around the room. One of the janitors had given him the rights to use this old, crappy projector that none of the teachers used any more ever since the school got a bigger budget to buy better equipment. His recorder was so old that it didn't even connect well with the computers. It was better to just take out the film and stick it in the projector. He swore he dragged it in the room the other day, but he guessed one of the janitors must of put it away somewhere. Oh well, he'd just look for it. "Wait, wait, I'll be right back. I have to get the thing." He was just about to head out again, when he realized he hadn't even greeted any of them. "Oh! Good morning, by the way!"

Oh, no. Really? This can not be happening!

Xanther cried in frustration as he opened his wardrobe. There was a feeling in his gut telling that a few clothes were missing; this never happened unless someone had tampered with Xanther's clothes or if he just had a bad night's rest. The former didn't happen and Xanther squinted his eyes at his bedroom door, which was opened just a tiny bit when he had woken up.

"Mother," yelled Xanther, returning his focus to the rack of clothes in front of him. "Did you mess with my things?

No response from downstairs. Xanther grunted and forced an outfit out of his wardrobe. The bright light of the sun stirred even more negative emotions in him as he got dressed. There was no time for any hygiene processes; Xanther's alarm had broken the previous night and he now only had a few more minutes to hightail himself out of the house and into school. Why is everything going wrong? Xanther sighed, grabbed his backpack, and swiftly left the house without saying a word to his parents. He climbed onto his bike and rushed towards the school, miserable that he didn't get to pamper himself at all.

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Once Xanther arrived at school, there were a few students chatting away by the front door. He rolled his eyes and sauntered up to them, not in the mood to deal with anybody. "Move." he blurted out, pushing through his classmates that he rarely ever talked to. He strolled over to Classroom A-2, the only place in the whole school that didn't get on his last nerves.

"Sorry for my horrible appearance today." mumbled Xanther as he entered Classroom A-2. He shielded his face with his arm, not wanting anybody in the room to see it. Why can't I just die now?

"You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai,"

"Eh, people skills...?" Hinata asked as one of his friends, Uma to be exact, came into the classroom after playfully patting his head, "Meh." He shrugged before realizing what she called him and stood up, since he was about to take a seat, "A-and honestly! Stop calling me that! Seriously, that was way back in elementary school or something, we're not kids anymore!" He shouted out of embarrassment.

"I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to- Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?"

Hinata, after finally sitting down, stared at the pink haired girl, as if he was studying her in some way, noticing her unusual behavior about the subject they were going to study, 'She's really afraid of vampires? The dang things don't even exist...' Were his first thoughts.

"Ouch!"

The yelp of the girl nearly made him slip from his chair since he felt a little more calm today. Hinata probably choked on the very air he was breathing, "W-what's your problem! Jeez, next time you do that I'll probably really fall back-" He paused when he saw the blood and sighed, "Next time pay attention, moron." He rolled his eyes and grabbed a tissue from the table and handed it to her, though she didn't seem to take care of the blood since she simply stuffed her hand into her pocket apparently, which Hinata took note of.

"Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

"F-fairies....?" Hinata asked, slowly though, "S-seriously? Fairies? You're kidding right?" He asked, nearly holding in a loud laugh that would soon burst, his hand covering his mouth.

"Okay. I guess we are going to learn about fairies." Said Letty, who was already in the classroom before the other two.

"Ehhh, you can't seriously be agreeing to that? Man... where's the other guys in this! I can't be the only male to learn about some fluttering females!" He complained.

"Oh I almost forgot, good morning Hinata, good morning Uma."

Hinata, giving his usual sigh, sat back down tiredly, leaning back his head and nodded, saying with a lazy tone to his voice, "Yeah... morning you two..."

"You'll never believe what I caught on tape last night. And I mean it for real this time!"

At the sound of another male's voice, Hinata leaned forward so he was sitting in a normal position and seeming to exclaim, "Ah thank goodness! Oi, Quincy! Make sure not to make me the only male sitting in this room to learn about fairies!" He said, "And what now huh? Catch another goblin or whatever?" He said sarcastically.

"Guys, I swear I got a vampire on tape. Just wandering around like nobody's business!! It's the coolest thing ever! You're never gonna believe--oh wait. Yeah! You are! I have proof right here!"

"Interesting, but unfortunately, we can't learn about violent creatures today because little Uma-san is afraid of them, so instead, we're learning about pretty little fairies!" He said, making little signs with his hands to stress what he was saying, seeming a little childish in some way, even though it was an 18-year old young man actually doing such.

"Wait, wait, I'll be right back. I have to get the thing."

'Aaaand he left it at home or something.' Hinata face palmed a little at the thought, since he always seemed to be a sort of bully, in some way, though it was really just his regular personality. While some people found it rude, it was obvious to his friends that he didn't really mean it.

"Oh! Good morning, by the way!"

"You too kid." He said, usually calling everyone younger than him a kid, despite gender or height or whatever else you'd think would matter.

And just afterwards, another one entered the room, Miyuu, "Good Morning."

Hinata, getting a little weary of saying the same thing to people, simply nodded, and saw that she was handing out pocky sticks. He couldn't say he got much breakfast anyways, so he took one from the box, putting it in his mouth, though not eating it all the way since he'd rather savor it than have to take one after another, "Arigatou.*" He said.

"Sorry for my horrible appearance today."

Hinata turned his head and gave a wave before saying, "Calm down, you're going to stress yourself by worrying so much about clothes." He sighed, thinking how the guy's life was, having to pick out precise clothes while Hinata, on the other hand, hardly cared about his choice in anything. Most times, that is.

(*"Thank You" in Japanese)




“Boo!”

Era jumped at the sound of this, and the sight of nothing but darkness and literally screamed like a little girl in a haunted house. Although Era did have a sort of deep voice, not being too high, or normal, but also not too low, she sounded like one of those girl's in a clichéd horror movie. Plus, one of her greatest fears was the dark, so it only made sense for her to shout so loudly.

When she quickly removed the hands from her eyes, she saw Ryuuji, the tomboy red-haired girl who was also one of her friends. At the sight of this, Era fell to her knees and murmured, "I-I give up... I-I'm going to get a heart attack one day... L-Like that one guy in the movie-" She paused as she was making another reference to the horror movie she watched the night before and so she cut herself off from thinking any further than that.

Era finally stood up to her feet, coughing a little from her little freak out, and before she said her greeting, she found a lunch bag on top of Ryuuji's head. To most people, it was probably like regular food of hers, but to Era, it was like prey in front of the hunter. Mostly that was because she was such a glutton and starving from only getting a little breakfast. A little to her was like a whole breakfast to a regular person.

Immediately, the girl began to jump for the bag, chasing at Ryuuji and shouting, "F-food! Hey Hey! Can you lend me some? Please! Please!" She begged, "Lend me some here and I'll pay you back at the clubroom, yeah? Yeah?" She asked, walking backwards in the direction of the school since she also loved her friends and didn't want to be late for any of the supernatural meetings, but then again, food was also centered in her life.

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"Hey Leo! You're gonna be late for class!" a young voice called out,
"Hold on Mama, I-- Ouch!" Leo bolted straight up as a shoe hit his forehead,
"I don't even sound like Mom!" Michael stood at Leo's door, his cheeks puffed up and an annoyed expression on his face, "Honestly, Leo, it's been way too long since you've hung out with everyone, just go to the Club and out of this house."
"Jeez, if you weren't so condescending all the time, this moment's be endearing. Fine, I'm up. It'd be impossible to go back to sleep now with the ruckus you all are making." Leo stood up and watched as his younger brother rolled his eyes and padded out to the silent household. The sweet smell of pancakes wafted throughout the hallways, his mother'sfavorite breakfast, and no doubt the rest of the household's.

It took a glance at the clock to tell Leo that he was late.
Again.

"Let's see, do I do the anime thing and run out with a piece of bread or do I bring pancakes with..."
"Don't tell me you're actually considering leaving without food for the club." A monotone voice entered Leo's ears, and he turned to his door again, only to his sister, Aaron. Her eyes were the usual half-lidded, sleepy eyes that studied Leo, trying to understand where he got energy at all. I swear, these two are polar opposites. Ironic. Leo just grinned and threw a shirt over the tank he was wearing, and shoved his sister out of his room,
"I'll be down in a minute." He muttered, watching her make her way downstairs and into the dining room. Leo shook his head and rummaged through a pile of clothes that were mixed with his laundry, "Anything that doesn't smell used..." He muttered, a small tune humming through his lips. A satisfied sigh escaped as he held up a pair of jeans that still smelled like "meadow's breeze" or whatever his mother used with the dryer.

A few minutes later Leo was running down the steps, backpack banging noisily against his back, the contents rearranging themselves in it. His mother didn't skip a beat as she held out a piece of toast and a covered tray of pancakes and various sweets that were leftover from last night's baking spree. Leo gave a satisfied grin in his mother's direction and continued on his way outside of the house, tray held firmly in both hands and piece of toast held securely in his mouth, Wait why am I doing this? Leo stopped dead in his tracks and took a bite out of the bread, savouring the margarine that was slathered over it.

After swallowing the last piece of sweet bread, he continued on his way to the school, a decent jog of two blocks. Thankfully, the gates weren't closed yet, and he bartered with the teacher on duty that morning,
"C'mon, pleaseeeee? I'll ace today's test and give you a croissant~" Leo sang to his math teacher,
"You and I both know that's impossibly and that I hate croissants." The man scowled at Leo and slapped a pass onto Leo's tray, not hard enough to damage any of the pastries. "Just don't fail it and I might consider not failing you this year. Lord knows I need a break from you."
Leo grinned at that, and bowed, thanking him profusely before running to Classroom A-2, the tray balanced carefully on his head, he used both hands to open the door. "GOOD MORNING EVERYONE! I brought breakfast!" He burst through the door and dipped his head, catching the tray with both hands before it fell below his waist. He grinned, counting the heads, his face falling to a frown,
"Where is everyone? Only, like, half of us are here." Leo just shrugged, "More for us then." He took a seat next to Letty and grinned, his head bobbing a hello, "What are we talking about today? Fairies? Huh." I was hoping for something more... Uh...
"I was hoping for something a bit more man-... Uh. No, fairies are cool enough, yeah! Fairy dust! Peter Pan! Yeah!" Leo voiced his thoughts as he placed the tray a good distance from the papers, closer to the windows. He moved back to his chair and watched as the usual chaos spread through the room...

Letty sighed heavily as she fuzzed out what the others were saying around her. Taking her seat she started browsing over a paper that had information about fairies. When she was little she believed in a lot of supernatural creatures, but fairies were never one of them for some reason.

Then something happened to Letty that was very rare. She was actually bored, and she started resting her head on the desk. Sometimes people had drama over the smallest things. 'Why can't we just learn about fairies and get it over with.' Letty thought and closed her eyes.

Barley listening she heard Quincy saying something about getting a vampire on tape. She didn't know to believe this or not so she stayed out of it.

"GOOD MORNING EVERYONE! I brought breakfast!" Leo said.
Sooner or later someone sat next to Letty. Luckily it was Leo who was always super nice to her. "Where is everyone? Only, like, half of us are here." Leo stated. "More for us then." Leo grinned.

Letty smiled lazily, and reached for a croissant. "G-good morning." She stammered.

"What are we talking about today? Fairies? Huh." Leo said. Letty could see some disappointment in his eyes.
"I was hoping for something a bit more man-... Uh. No, fairies are cool enough, yeah! Fairy dust! Peter Pan! Yeah!" Leo said.

Letty had always liked Leo for his honestly, and how is always so friendly. She envied the self in him that could speak out openly to others.

"If you really think about it fairies are really cute and small, so they could be interesting." Letty smiled as she explained her reasoning.

After letty finished talking she finished the rest of her croissant, and mindlessly started doodling a picture of a chibi fairy.