Chapter 1 - A Bad Omen
Marshall Lee was restless. He floated in circles around his bedroom, looking for something to do. None of his attempts at music had gotten anywhere, his zombie cat Schwabelle was fed and napping downstairs on the couch, and Ice Queen was off having some “personal time” with her penguins. He looked around at his room, surveying his belongings. He noted the pile of laundry stacked at the foot of his bed, and briefly pondered doing laundry.
“Yeah… not gonna happen today,” he said out loud, stretching. Perhaps Schwabelle had the right idea. Marshall Lee chuckled to himself as he drift
“Who do you think I am!?” He spouted, raising his voice. “I’m Flippin’ Marshall Lee, The Vampire King!”
He was shouting now, his already narrowed eyes sharpening more with hostility, a demonic echo booming from his diaphragm.
He stared that arrogant prince down. He wasn’t intimidated, this was Bubba. Bubba the wimp, bubba the-
“Who do you think I am, Marshall?” He retorted, unshaken by Marshall’s threatening stance.
His voice was cold, his mauve eyes emotionless.
Marshall’s eyes widened in surprise, suddenly taken aback.
He swallowed the lump now in his throat a