Cirque Du Freak RP (During the series) Open!

[Vur Horston]

Bradley curled and uncurled his arms, smirking. "Fight me little vampire," he taunted. "Come on..and play!"

Darren stayed limp in Mr. Crepsley's arms. "Dad?" He asked again, slurring the word.

[stormiecrazy]

"No, Darren." Mr.Crepsley said sadly, lying the boy down under a tree. "You don't touch my apprentice." He growled at Bradley.

[Vur Horston]

Bradley laughed at Mr. Crepsley. "I already touched him." Crossing his arms he looked at Darren raising an eyebrow. "he isn't much is he?" He picked up a rock and tossed it from hand to hand. "Where did you pick him up at? He looks like a puppy, that someone left in a street. Pathetic. Useless. Weak."

Darren could hear what was going on but he was still out of it and when he tried to speak his jaw hurt. He had to get up..he had too...but his whole body hurt and when he took a breath pain shot down his ribs.

[stormiecrazy]

Mr.Crepsley sneered, jumping at Bradley and raking his sharp nail across the performer.

[Vur Horston]

Bradley yelped as blood sprang up on his cheek. "You know he hates you, i can see it. He will cut out your heart, wait until its day and stake you!" He yelled at the vampire. "Why did you even pick him!?" Lashing out he wrapped his stretchy arm around Mr. Crepsley's foot and yanked.

Darren slitted his eyes. "Spider.." he thought to himself and slowly started crawling toward the trailer, beside it was Madame Octa's cage. And the flute. Reaching the cage he rested for a minute before picking up the flute and unlocking the cage. He grimaced thinking about how Mr. Crepsley had played the flute before him.

[stormiecrazy]

Mr.Crepsley fell, but grabbed Bradleys other ankle, pulling him down as well, and digging his sharp nails into the performers arm. he made sure Bradley was looking at him as he spoke. "You do NOT EVER insult my assistant in front of ME!" He yelled digging his nails further into Bradley's arm.

[Vur Horston]

(Go Larten!)

Darren closed his lips around the flute and played, a tune he had used only a few days before with his old friend Steve. He concentrated hard and sent the spider on its way. Every second he played hurt his whole body but he hoped he had the energy to do this one song for at least a minute.

Bradley screamed. "Just tell me why!" He howled, still sounding mocking even though he was in pain. He moved to try and escape from Mr. Crepsley but froze. Something was on his head. It was Madame Octa, his whole body went still and his eyes widened in fear. Looking at Darren he frowned. "T-Tell your apprentice to stop playing! Call the spider off!"

[stormiecrazy]

Mr.Crespley laughed. "No, I do not think so. He hates me, aye?"

[вℓαcкνєιℓвяιde]

Tess looked at the spider. "What are you doing, Darren!" She whispered loudly.

[Vur Horston]

Darren looked at Tess and shrugged, mouthing "Going to kill Bradley." Around the flute. His song became slightly louder and faster, urging the spider onward, down towards Bradley's neck. His eyes were slitted even further and he looked almost evil and crazy.

"Please!?" Bradley croaked. "Even if he hates you he still has to listen!" He looked over at Darren shuddering at the feeling of the spider on his neck. "You know darren, if you don't obey Larten and call the spider off he will beat you as a punishment. Its common."

Darren shuddered, and the song faltered a little bit. Fear shone in his eyes and he almost stopped playing.