Vengeance University: Death Bat Heaven, Hater Hell

For the past couple of days, Kevin had been snooping around and doing some investigation of his own. He’d spied on the men who owned Vengeance University. He wanted to know what the hell was going on with this place because he had a strange feeling that there’s more to this abnormal University than it seems.

Kevin had come to a sudden spot at a conference room where he witness a self-portrait of a man that Britney had seen a few days ago, the paint of a man with bright blue eyes and handcuffs tattooed around his neck. The painting gave him shivers and felt Goosebumps rise from across his arms. Right at that very moment, Kevin knew what his purpose was, to be in the academy. He needed to stay and finish a job he’d started a long time ago.


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Britney couldn’t sleep for the past couple of nights since she first started the academy. She had kept hearing the same whispers in her head, calling out to her. She tried following the voice calling out to her but she kept getting interrupted whether by a fellow school colleague or a staff. She knew if the interruptions kept happening, she’d never find out what did the voice wanted or how it even knew her name.

Britney got up from her bed and quietly stepped out of her dorm to follow the voice. She entered the building of the school and paused at an office. She quietly stepped in and saw she wasn’t alone. There stood the men who owned the school, Mr. Baker, Mr. Ilejay, Mr. Seward, Mr. Haner, and Mr. Sanders.

Mr. Sanders is the School staff that was kind enough to accept Britney into the University. If it weren’t for him, Britney and Kevin should’ve never ended up in the academy. “Hey... I didn’t think anyone would be in here.”

“It’s okay, come in and have a seat with us.” Mr. Haner offered her a chair.

Without hesitation, Britney took the offer and took a seat between Mr. Haner and Mr. Sanders.

“Would you like anything to drink? Water? Soda? Juice? Milk? Beer? Wine? Whiskey? Rum…?” Mr. Seward offered.

“No thank you.” Britney shook her head.

“Do you remember a couple of evenings ago when I had something to tell you but never had the chance to tell you?” Mr. Baker asked.

Britney had recalled to the night when Mr. Baker saw her in the conference room.”Yes..” She nodded.

“Well... we have something to tell you.” Mr. Sanders slid an old fashioned book.

The book was the same book that Kevin had seen but the pages seemed to fade away blank. “This book is a death bat book and it’s magical. The letters and drawings in the book tend to fade away completely if it ever get into the wrong hands.” Mr. Seward began to explain.

“So…” I asked no idea where was this going.

“The one who had chanted such a spell was a very wise man. It once belonged it him.” Mr. Ilejay continued.

“So what does it has to do anything with me?” Britney seemed more puzzled than ever.

“That man was you father.” Mr. Haner stated.

“Wait what? How could it be? I never even met my father or even seen him in my life. And now you’re telling me that my father is a witch?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Your father was James Sullivan, the death bat king and you Britney, are a death bat princess, which is why I brought you here.” Mr. Sanders pondered.

Britney rubbed her eyes out of frustration. “No, I’m sorry I will not believe it.”

“Well, you have been hearing a voice call out to you, right?” Mr. Baker asked.

Britney looked up at him in shock, wondering how in earth he know that. She hasn’t told anyone about the strange voices calling out to her. She hasn’t even told Kevin about it because she knew if she ever told him, he’d think she was going mad.

“How did you know that?” Britney choked out.

“We could sense it.” Mr. Haner recalled. “While everyone could sense his presence, you can only hear him and probably even see him like we can.”

“Do you know what does he want?” Britney asked.

“He wants vengeance.” Mr. Baker replied.

“He wants you to avenge his death which would be worth sevenfold more than any other vengeance.” Mr. Sanders added to Mr. Baker’s answer.

“But who? Who was the monster who had killed him?” Britney demanded.

“We don’t know.” Mr. Seward shook his head.

“But we suspect he’s presence somewhere in this campus.” Mr. Ilejay pondered. “He may be disguised in a different form to try and fit in.

“How? How am I supposed to defeat him?” Britney questioned.

“Look through the book, you’ll find the answers to everything.” Mr. Sanders placed the book in Her hand.

Britney looked down at carved death bat on the book, gently tracing her fingers around it. She looked back up and saw they were all gone. It’s like they all disappeared in an instant.

Britney had gotten back to her dorm, avoiding to do anything to wake up her roommates. She crawled on top of her bed, not feeling on going back to sleep. She was too alert to rest. She looked down on the cover and carefully opened it.

A flashlight of golden beam shot into Britney. She could visually see what was writting in the book like if it was some sort of film. It has given her background information of who her father was and his memory. The book has also restored the powers that were hidden in the book. Her father must have even thought of a way to keep her royalty magic secured along with everything else and the only way the magic would be restored was if she opened the book. Her father was a clever man in deed. Even from beyond the grave, he seemed to know how to keep everything under protection from danger.

At that moment after Britney got all of her powers restored, she’d felt immortal, just like her father claimed to be. She shut her eyes to let everything sink in, before opening them once again. Her eyes began to shine gold . “Don’t worry daddy, I’ll avenge you.” She said hypnotically before falling back on her bed, drifting to sleep.

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