Once again, the guilt has overtaken me. I present to you the fifth chapter!
Chapter 5: Fate
So, Lucifer now lived with his murderers, the Krawks, under the shadow of the name Leviathan. After a few days in the hospital, the doctors deemed him fit enough to be discharged, and within a minute, Lucifer saw the outside world once again. Raising his head, he saw several young Petris chirped and twitted about in the bight blue yonder.
Great, Lucifer thought glumly to himself. Now where do I go from here?
“Hey!” called a voice behind him.
The Maraquan Krawk turned his head and stared, wide eyed, as a Fire Krawk came running up to him.
“Hi! You must that Leviathan guy everyone’s talking about,” chirped the Krawk, as he came to a stop in front of “Leviathan”.
Lucifer weakly nodded in reply to the Fire Krawk, who very strongly reminded him of someone…
“School starts in half an hour. We’ll use that time to know your story,” the Krawk said, as he suddenly grabbed the Maraquan Krawk by the flipper and without further ado, ran off to Neoschool, dragging the surprised and frightened Lucifer with him.
Passing through the market, the Fire Krawk shoved the bustling people away, going into a chant of ‘Sorry’ to every Krawk he pushed as he dragged the Maraquan behind him to his destination.
Around ten minutes later…
Lucifer’s body was covered with cuts and bruises when he entered the classroom, gritting his teeth in anger. One wouldn’t be surprised to see his nostrils flare.
“Sorry,” apologized the Fire Krawk profusely, seeing the bad-tempered Lucifer.
“Is there even any use for apologizing? I’m sore all over already, because of YOU!” shouted Lucifer, pointing a flipper at the Fire Krawk.
“Well, its not all my fault! You could have stopped me!” shot back the Krawk.
“I did! But you didn’t listen!” countered the Maraquan.
“B-b-but…” stammered the Fire Krawk, at a loss for words.
Lucifer said nothing more and proceeded to exit the class when…
“Oh, you’re Leviathan!” exclaimed the Faerie Krawk, whom Lucifer stopped right in front of.
‘Well, what are you waiting for? Come in!” she exclaimed, shoving the scowling Maraquan unknowingly back into the classroom.
All heads turned to Lucifer as he reemerged from the entrance, whose face was currently stuck in a twisted scowl.
“Class, I’d like you all to meet Leviathan, our newest classmate. Say hello, all!” said the teacher, bubbling with enthusiasm.
“Hello, Leviathan,” chanted the class back at the Maraquan Krawk, who was currently feeling very touchy and ready to lash out as sudden as a very angered (and annoyed) King Skarl.
“Hi,” was Lucifer’s short, straight and blunt answer, as he went to the back of the class and sat down. The teacher nodded and then began her lessons.
Quickly, the hours flew by like a dream. Soon, school had ended, and the Krawks were all filling out of the school, Lucifer included. And as soon as he exited the school, another problem cropped up: where was he to stay?
Lucifer cursed under his breath. The first day only, and a whole ton of problems had already sprung out every single second. Putting aside the cursing, Lucifer needed to find a place to stay; he didn’t want to lie in the streets.
“Leviathan, is there anything wrong?” asked the Faerie Krawk whom Lucifer bumped into earlier during the day.
Nodding, Lucifer explained about his plight to the Krawk, who seemed sympatric towards ‘Leviathan’.
“Well, since you don’t have a place to stay, how about you stay at my house? I have a kid about the same age as you; I’m sure the two of you will be great friends,” she said.
Lucifer readily agreed to her suggestion, and so, dragged himself along the cold stony floor, trailing the Faerie Krawk towards his new home.
Sometime later, Lucifer (Who was once again sore all over) managed to bring himself up into the house and to the bathroom, where he took a very welcoming and refreshing bath in the Fancy Bath Tub at the bathroom, decorated with several posters featuring one of the famous rock bands ‘Yes Boy Ice-Cream’, and equipped with several dividers, Cloud sinks accompanied with Royal Oak bathroom cabinets, just like his house. There was also two Petpet Bath Tubs; one rainbow-colored, the other was just plain white. Lucifer’s heart saddened upon seeing those. He could just imagine himself washing his Mazzew in one of those tubs…
Lucifer shook his head. That wasn’t possible anymore. Now he was alone. Alone, living with his loved ones’ murders.
After taking his bath, the Krawk ushered him into the Living room, which was furnished with many kinds of sofas, like Nova Sofa, Blumaroo Pad Sofa, Kauvara Sofa and his personal favorite, the Blue Fuzzle Sofa Bed. Many Furry Tables were seen here and there, and the floor was covered with many Cloud Rugs. Drawers and cabinets of all kinds were seen, and many Petpet supplies were laid here and there, like a Petpet pipe maze, or a Petpet scratching post.
Lucifer sat on the Blue Fuzzle Sofa Bed, sipping on a cup of Hot Chocolate the kind lady had made for him, while watching the flames flicker about within the Red Brick Fireplace. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
“Oh, its about time he came back,” muttered the Faerie Krawk in an undertone as she hurried out of the kitchen to open the door. Lucifer turned and saw… the Fire Krawk who had dragged him this morning.
“YOU!” they exclaimed in unison, pointing at each other with accusing talons (Or in Lucifer’s case, his flipper)
“You two know each other, Lucied?” asked the Faerie Krawk.
Lucied? Why does his name sound so much like mine? Wondered the Maraquan as Lucied explained the entire situation to his mother.
“Oh, so that’s what happened,” said Lucied’s mother in realization. “Well, Leviathan, I must apologize what happened; Lucied’s here rather rash,” she apologized, pointing at her son.
Lucifer nodded, and then turned back to sipping his Chocolate.
“I think you can have our spare room,” she said after Lucifer hand finished his drink, and then clambered up the Red Carpeted Stairs to his room.
“Its rather empty, so sometime later we can shop for a couple of more furniture to brighten up this place, all right?” she asked, as Lucifer stared at the room, comprising only a small bed, a dusty Zen Table, a single Coconut cabinet and a couple of Leaf Dividers at the windows.
“Umm… okay,” replied the stunned Lucifer as he climbed upon his bed, and closed his eyes, waiting for the day’s fatigue to sweep over him and bring him to sleep after this troubling day.