Little Bill
ThatOneNewGuyErica
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"Hello, am I speaking to Mr.VonDurham?" Erica said into the phone, her pen hovering over a phone number on a long list of numbers. Ever since Mabel had been forced to turn over custody of the two kids to the hotel she had taken over the task of looking for their families. Ashburn had proved to be an absolute nightmare, since the only leads they had were all humans. Humans hell bent on finding their loved one who they were convinced was kidnapped. Mabel had exhausted most routes with him so Erica had focused her efforts on Eric.
Eric had proven to be much easier to work with. His name was relatively common but using the logs of demon contacts the hotel maintained for emergencies she had found only three families that were possible. Since Eric was German she had eliminated one of them almost instantly since that family was based out of Sweden.
"Yes, may I ask who is calling?" Said a cool masculine voice, echoing thick with a German accent from centuries ago.
Erica had been nervously procrastinating this call. The VonDurham's, according to her research were a pretty insidious family within the European demon community. They had been ranking members of the Nazi party, and had "cleansed" their own family of those who were not vampires, and become highly centralized around their patriarch. Demon families were often very loosely knit, since they often included all 4 classes, but the VonDurhams had led the idea of "Demonic Racial Purity". They had not expanded their ideals outside of their family, luckily, but their purge had caused panic back in the 30's and 40's for the European demons.
"Yes my name is Erica" She said as formally and respectfully as she could muster "I am calling in regards to your son Eric, he is your son correct?"
There was a long pause on the other side of the line, a haunting sound for a woman already on edge. Finally the silence was broken "I suppose he is... How can I help you ma'am?"
His icy voice sent chills up the vampire's spine "Wonderful!" She said with forced enthusiasm "Your son suffered a terrible accident and in order to save his life was unsealed two months ago by a respectable vampire"
She added the last part, and stretched the definition of "respectable" a little, in hopes to reduce the blow. If what she had read was correct the fact Mabel was a vampire might be more important than the egregious offence of unsealing someone without permission of the family.
The silent phone on the other end was terrifying, not even the sound of breathing could be heard from the other side. Finally breaking the silence his voice, taking on the deep tones of a man about to kill "Where is he?..."
Erica stammered for a moment before giving him the address. The second she was done giving him the address he hung up, not even bothering to say good bye. If Erica's heart were beating it would have been racing, in concern for the fate of the kind demon upstairs.
It was not even a minute later when the phone rang with Eric's order. He sounded so happy on the other line she felt dirty at having turned him in to a man that, at least right now, did not seem excited to have a demon son. Something most families would be celebrating, but with Eric's family she had a feeling that no parties would be planned. Especially once they realized that Eric was not a vampire class.
Dutifully taking the order she rushed to fill it, getting the food freshly prepared by their chefs. After loading up her silver cart with enough food to feed a platoon of soldiers, Erica made her way upstairs. Knocking on the room door she entered using her master key, a sleek brass card that was inserted at the top of the lock.
"I hope you are hungry, the chefs took pity on your plight" She said bowing politely. Taking a deep breath she added "And I have more good news Eric. We have managed to contact your father about your transformation. I suspect he will be here soon."
Despite all efforts to appear happy about it her eyes betrayed her concern. Looking at the two boys, looking so comfortable and happy sitting there together pained her heart. Something told her that Eric's father wouldn't be happy about anything this happy scene provided, Eric being obviously not a vampire and his (apparent) partner being a fallen angel.
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"Hello, am I speaking to Mr.VonDurham?" Erica said into the phone, her pen hovering over a phone number on a long list of numbers. Ever since Mabel had been forced to turn over custody of the two kids to the hotel she had taken over the task of looking for their families. Ashburn had proved to be an absolute nightmare, since the only leads they had were all humans. Humans hell bent on finding their loved one who they were convinced was kidnapped. Mabel had exhausted most routes with him so Erica had focused her efforts on Eric.
Eric had proven to be much easier to work with. His name was relatively common but using the logs of demon contacts the hotel maintained for emergencies she had found only three families that were possible. Since Eric was German she had eliminated one of them almost instantly since that family was based out of Sweden.
"Yes, may I ask who is calling?" Said a cool masculine voice, echoing thick with a German accent from centuries ago.
Erica had been nervously procrastinating this call. The VonDurham's, according to her research were a pretty insidious family within the European demon community. They had been ranking members of the Nazi party, and had "cleansed" their own family of those who were not vampires, and become highly centralized around their patriarch. Demon families were often very loosely knit, since they often included all 4 classes, but the VonDurhams had led the idea of "Demonic Racial Purity". They had not expanded their ideals outside of their family, luckily, but their purge had caused panic back in the 30's and 40's for the European demons.
"Yes my name is Erica" She said as formally and respectfully as she could muster "I am calling in regards to your son Eric, he is your son correct?"
There was a long pause on the other side of the line, a haunting sound for a woman already on edge. Finally the silence was broken "I suppose he is... How can I help you ma'am?"
His icy voice sent chills up the vampire's spine "Wonderful!" She said with forced enthusiasm "Your son suffered a terrible accident and in order to save his life was unsealed two months ago by a respectable vampire"
She added the last part, and stretched the definition of "respectable" a little, in hopes to reduce the blow. If what she had read was correct the fact Mabel was a vampire might be more important than the egregious offence of unsealing someone without permission of the family.
The silent phone on the other end was terrifying, not even the sound of breathing could be heard from the other side. Finally breaking the silence his voice, taking on the deep tones of a man about to kill "Where is he?..."
Erica stammered for a moment before giving him the address. The second she was done giving him the address he hung up, not even bothering to say good bye. If Erica's heart were beating it would have been racing, in concern for the fate of the kind demon upstairs.
It was not even a minute later when the phone rang with Eric's order. He sounded so happy on the other line she felt dirty at having turned him in to a man that, at least right now, did not seem excited to have a demon son. Something most families would be celebrating, but with Eric's family she had a feeling that no parties would be planned. Especially once they realized that Eric was not a vampire class.
Dutifully taking the order she rushed to fill it, getting the food freshly prepared by their chefs. After loading up her silver cart with enough food to feed a platoon of soldiers, Erica made her way upstairs. Knocking on the room door she entered using her master key, a sleek brass card that was inserted at the top of the lock.
"I hope you are hungry, the chefs took pity on your plight" She said bowing politely. Taking a deep breath she added "And I have more good news Eric. We have managed to contact your father about your transformation. I suspect he will be here soon."
Despite all efforts to appear happy about it her eyes betrayed her concern. Looking at the two boys, looking so comfortable and happy sitting there together pained her heart. Something told her that Eric's father wouldn't be happy about anything this happy scene provided, Eric being obviously not a vampire and his (apparent) partner being a fallen angel.