Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
“Dobby has come to save Master Swiper!” A croaky voice sounded from far away. Swiper blinked awake. He didn’t remember anything except two men named Stefan and Klaus hurting Boots, or was it Stefano and Knee-Klaus? Swiper couldn’t remember. He had been knocked out, and managed to wake up and save Boots before it was too late. Boots was asleep, which was good.
“Dobby has come to save Master Swiper!” The voice said, closer and more urgently.
Swiper picked his heavy head up and saw a face.
“Ewwww.” He groaned. The thing that called himself Dobby had a huge head with tennis ball eyes and little ears.
“Come on!” Dobby pulled Swiper from the bed.
“Where’s Boots?” Swiper protested.
“Dobby has been told to get Swiper and only Swiper.” Dobby screeched.
“Dobby?” A fungus-y voice echoed. Dobby’s face went yellow, and then he pulled Swiper more urgently towards the door. Swiper followed Dobby towards the door, stumbling blindly towards the light.
“Let it gooooooooooo! Let it goooooo! Can’t hold it back anymoreeeeeeee!” Someone sang, swaying her hips to the beat of the music.
“ELSA NOOOO!” Someone chased after her.
“Dobby thinks this place is mad!” Dobby said.
“This is the castle of the Lord of Feet pics!” Swiper told Dobby.
“Who is that?” Dobby asked.
“Moldy Voldy, of course!” Swiper said.
“DOBBYYY!” The fungus-y voice echoed, closer this time.
SNAP! Swiper’s neck was snapped, and he was dead as a doornail.
“Hello luv.” Knee-Klaus was back.
Dobby backed up.
“DOBBY HAS NO MASTER! DOBBY IS A FREE ELF!” Dobby squeaked. SNAP!
“Hehehhheheh.” Kai said.
“I feel like I’m dead. I’m alive…. But I’m dead.” Swiper was awake. “I’M HUNGRY!!!”
“You’re in transition, luv.” Knee-Klaus told him.
“Knee-Klaus, did you really turn this fox?” Eelijer asked.
“Yes, brothah.” Knee-Klaus said.
“Knee-Klaus, I think there is redemption for you, but each time you prove me wrong.” Eelijer sighed.
“Oh come on, where’s the fun?” Knee-Klaus asked snazzily.
“Ugh.” Eelijer said. Quick as a flash, Knee-Klaus plunged a dagger in Eelijer’s heart.
“Stupid redemption-obssesed brothah.” Knee-Klaus mumbled.
“Knee-K!” Rebeker had returned. “Wot did you do to Eelijer!? He’s my only good brothah!”
In response, Knee-Klaus plunged a dagger into her heart, her face frozen in betrayal and loathing.
“Anyway,” Knee-Klaus said, “Swiper, you need to feed. Preferably from that monkey. It will make you into a Vampire/Fox hibrid.”
Swiper bent over Boots and sank his new fangs into Boots’ neck. He began sucking, and it was an oddly sexual experience. He had never tasted anything quite so wonderful as blood. He reluctantly tore himself away from the pleasure of Boots’ blood, and began to race around the castle.
“Stop right there!” Someone cried. It was Elsa.
“You look really ravishing today.” Swiper told Elsa.
“Why thank you, Swiper.” Elsa said. She beckoned him with her finger, and he ran into her room. He kissed her hand, and started on her neck. He bit her neck, and sucked out her blood. She screamed once, and then someone ran in.
“ELSA!” Anna cried.
I can work with two. Swiper thought to himself.
“Hold still.” Swiper said to Anna, staring directly into her eyes. She stiffened, and Swiper went back to feeding on Elsa. Soon enough, her eyes went blank, her head fell off, and she died. Anna let out a scream, which attracted Knee-Klaus.
“Good job..” Knee-Klaus started. “Rippah.”
Swiper smiled, his mouth full of blood.
Marcel came around the corner, his hood pulled over his face like a child.
“Ah, Marcellus. Are you going to stand there or are you going to join us?” Knee-Klaus asked.
“No, I’m not gonna join you idiots! Davina is DEAD because of you. I deserve a personal day.” And with that, Marcellus stalked off.
“Ahhhhhhh!” Swiper heard someone scream. A small figure came around the corridor.
“Boots?” Swiper asked. It was Boots, but it wasn’t. Boots’ face was plump, and full of light. This Boots’ face was gaunt, sunken, and covered with blood.
“Hehhehhehhehehehhooohoooohooo.” Boots chattered. Swiper knew what he had to do. He loved Boots, so he was going to have to kill him.