Thread: He's not good enough (Fulicious x Moon Struck Fox)

Alex had almost forgotten about the presence of Ezequiel when he had started eating, and it didn't take long for Alex to clear his plate, taking a deep breath and looking up at the other man as he started to explain things. I....I remember....there was a horrible noise...and then....then it's all just a blur... Alex closed his eyes as he remembered what had happened, hearing the crashing noises, the roars, the screams of his foster parents cut short with a sickening gurgling noise....he quickly pushed that thought away, it was churning his stomach and threatened to remove the recently eatne food. I....I remember being buried too....I....nothing broke...? I don't understand how....I...I thought I felt....I thought I heard things breaking... Alex rubbed at the sore spots on his body again, making sure to be gentle. He could've sworn he had heard his ribs cracking, his arm and at least one of his legs breaking....and yet now he was just a little sore. Then again he could've imagined things...with a house collapsing ontop of him then it wasn't beyond the realm of possibility that he'd been mistaken. The other two people are.....I see....my foster parents....I didn't really know them too well...I'd barely been with them a month...and I wasn't exactly close to them but....they were good people....they didn't deserve that... He sighed and shook his head, muttering a silent prayer for the two. They had been very happy to accept him into their home, probably the friendliest foster parents he had been to yet. Kindness like that...they deserved better. ...Weird...? Alex looked up, then blinked and raised an eyebrow as Ezequiel started to ramble on about vampires and werewolves. Had this guy hit his head too? He started talking about them as if they were perfectly real, then even how it had been werewolves that had attacked his home. Ok...that did trigger Alex's memory of a rather wolf like howling noise but....nah....that had to be just his imagination being led right? Well I- Alex was about to say something when the man revealed himself as a vampire, then opened his mouth, showing off what were quite clearly fangs....much more distinctive than the ones a person would typically have, and much sharper, the point unnatural. Wh-what...? Alex scooted away slightly, this whole thing suddenly becoming somewhat more real now. I... Alex was left rather dumbfounded by what he had just been told, Ezequiel getting up rather cheerfully and turning to go, leaving him alone once again with just his thoughts. ....Werewolves...? Vampires...? Instinctively, Alex's hand went up to start checking his neck, though didn't find anything that felt like a bite or puncture mark....well...maybe he had been telling the truth about not drinking human blood. For a few moments, Alex seriously considered the offer of freaking out and fleeing.....but when he took a moment to think it over....well....for one thing, where would he go? If he simply turned back up at the orphanage after what had happened to his foster parents...well...questions would be asked, suspicions would certainly be on him. Besides that...there was still a tiny chance those werewolves would come back for him from the sounds of things, and if he left this place it seemed he would no longer be safe. For the time being at least, he had little choice but to remain here....wherever here actually was. Alex had never heard of a place called Ravenwood...so he doubted he was particularly close to home. After taking a few more minutes to calm himself and collect his thoughts, Alex slowly stood up from the bed once again, moving around a little bit, before turning to head for the door, reaching out to open it slowly. He winced from the effort, the door large and heavy causing a little pain on some of the points he was still a little sore, but the door opened easily enough. Ok....let's see.... Alex stepped out slowly, shivering as his feet met the cold stone floor, though it just caused him to hurry a little down the corridor, looking around. Where is he....? I guess I should at least thank him...and then ask...what we do from here....it's not like I can go anywhere else....but...I doubt I can just stay here for the rest of my life either....ugh....I'm so confused....I don't know what the hell to do.....and this guy says he's a real live vampire who's lived for at least three hundred years.....? Maybe I am dead and this is some kind of purgatory or pretty lenient Hell....