#The Templeton’s

[templetoncircus]

Prologue

The sound of screams filled the air. The sky shone a bright blood red, the moon glowing bright red, with an upside-down pentagram engraved on it. Predastar walked down the halls, his heels clicking on the hardwood floor of the halls. He stood on the balcony of his castle, breathing in the smell of flesh filling the air, “Ah, another New’s Year for hell.” He then walked up, walking to the top balcony of his class, grabbing the microphone hanging there, tapping it a few times to make sure it works and the gather the attention of the hell-born and sinners. “Attention sinners and hell-born of Hell! The exorcism is over.” He then placed the microphone back down onto the stand, walking up further the castle, until he was standing on the tallest peak. Spreading all four of his wings wide, it blocked the moonlight of the moon, casting a shadow down to the city. With one small step forward, he fell down the tallest pear. A cloud of smoke engulfing him, only the quickly disappear as quickly it appeared. Revealing his long slender, muscular dragon frame. Soaring across the skies of Hell. Looking down, he watched as the sinners and hell-born went about their normal business. Ignoring the mangled corpses of their friends and neighbors, some even eating them. Everything back to normal, as if nothing had happened. He flew for a long, long time.

Eventually the environment and atmosphere changed, as he entered a new ring. The Greed Ring. Everything was cold and dark. He flew above a massive town, Mafia town, where all the richest mafia bosses lived. Overhead he saw a massive ice castle, which stood tall and proud, behind it a massive city, signs covered in ice and snow. Lights flashing bright colors. Some of the signs reading ‘Bars” or “CASINO!” It was like Las Vegas, if it took a vacation to the Antarctic. Stopping in front of the massive doors of the palace, Predastar quickly changed back to his human, demon form. His black crown oozing blood shining brightly above his massive horns. Using his cane, he knocked three times on the solid doors. The sound solid and not very echoey like a normal door. He waited a while, soon before a tall thin, and pale man opened the door. His eyes mismatched, and trippy. He wore a tall white doctor's coat over his shoulders and wore black pants and shirt underneath, a small satchel around his waist.

“Ratchet, my dear brother!”

“Predastar” he said, his voice sounded tired and slightly gritty.

“You don’t sound happy to see me, why would that be?” Predastar questioned, a playful tone in his dark gravelly voice, slightly tilting his head, an eyebrow raised in amusement.

“Name a single younger sibling who would be happy to see their older brother. I’m all years.” Ratchet said cockily.

“Hmm,” Predastar thought, tapping his chin as if he was in deep thinking, “Ezra! Ezra’s always happy to see their older brother, It’s Hattie for fuck sakes, who wouldn't be happy to see him?”

“Me” Ratchet said plainly, “now, what is it you so desire from me dear brother?”

“I just wanted to come check in, see how the Greed Ring survived the Exorcist!”

“Ah, well everything went smoothly, lost some unfortunate souls, but overall, the population was not much affected by the Exorcism. Remember dear brother, they angels only really attack the Pride Ring, Afterall that is where Lucifer Morningstar is. So, the Pride Ring is their main priority.”

Predastar remained silent, knowing his brother was right. He looked around, the cold breeze hitting his skin, the baren ice wasteland, the place his brother called home, Antartica, Hell on earth. Each ring had a passage each, sending demons into the respective area the ring represents in the real world. The Greed ring having two. Antartica, to represent the cold hearted, greedy, bastards that make up the Greed Ring. But it also leads up to Las Vegas! Full of casinos and luxury, a place for men to spend all their money, and come back broke filled with regret and hungover. He looked back at Ratchet, “Fair point brother, the angels coming here must just be looking for fresh meat, after all! They've most likely seen the Pride Ring a thousand times by now. Why go back, when you hunt new territory.” Ratchet nodded his head “True, but can’t do much damage with just one or two angels, verse an entire angel army.” Ratchet then moved aside, finally letting predastar inside the frozen castle he called home.

He followed Ratchet inside, sitting down on a very comfortable and surprisingly warm chair and table, drinking some hot tea. “So, now that I am here, have you heard anything from the other sins? Overlords?”

“Yes, I have heard from Theo”

“Shocking” Predastar said sarcastically, smirking

“Oh, shut up! I’m allowed to talk to my boyfriend”

“Still surprised. You were aroace for centuries, them Theo comes along and you both change and become asexual. Not complaining”

“I was aroace for centuries because I could never find anyone, so I gave up. So yes, I changed when I met Theo, someone who actually made me feel the feeling I wanted to feel.”

“Hey! I never said I was complaining!”

“Doesn’t mean you thought it. I know you too damn well Predastar!”

“Why are you getting angry at me?”

“I am not. I’m just stating I know you to well.”

“I’m omnisexual. Why would I complain about you being asexual?”

“Im nothing saying-” he stops himself, taking a deep breath “I'm not saying your homophobic, i just stating that you're still complaining about the fact that I changed my sexuality after about 500 years. It’s more just you’re still adjusting to the fact that I have a lover now, aren’t you~?”

Predastar playfully rolled his eyes, smirking as he sipped his tea. “Maybe, but yes, it’s more just a I'm not used to seeing you with someone. I’m happy your happy though, so it’s nothing wrong.” Predastar quickly claimed before taking another sip of his tea. Ratchet raised an eyebrow, smirking. He chuckled darkly to himself. Predastar examined his brother closely, watching as he sipped his tea and smirked. “So, what’s that twisted dark brain of yours thinking?” Ratchet chuckled again, “You really expect me to believe you flew your fiery hot veined ass all the way here just to ask me about the population loss~? I know you too damn well! What is it you're really thinking about my dear brother?”

Predastar laughed, “Oh fair well, I guess about 500 years together, you know me too well. So! I have a soul, you remember, Eric. As you know, I own his soul, and well, he’s radar has shown again~” Ratchet froze, setting his tea cup down, his grin growing. “Has it now? Do tell” “His radar has been persistent at Ravenswood Manor. Looks like our little friend has...made a new home.” “Let me guess, an upcoming solar eclipse plays a part?” Indeed. We need a catchy name to call this special event” “hmmm, how about the ‘Hour of Terror’!”

“No, too easy, we need something that sounds, playful. Something that’ll make people shiver”

“Your right, how about ‘The Hour of the Eclipse’!”

Ratchet just raised an eyebrow. “Yea you’re right. It's a good runner up though...” Predastar was lost in thought.

“How about ‘The Hour of Carnage’? Or ‘Eclipse of the Dammed’?”

“Oh, sounds gruesome! But also, generic.”

Ratchet rolled his eyes in annoyance, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Well so far, my ideas are much better than yours!” he yelled, Predastar laughing and raising his hands in mock defense. “Okay, okay, i get it. How about...Oh! How about the Hour of Joy©!”

“Already taken”

“What! By who?”

“Remember that really weird old toy factory where the toys were made from experiments on the kids and staff? That closed in the 90s?”

“Damn it.” he muttered in frustration “Then, how about ‘Eclipse of Shadows’? It’s simple and easy.”

“How about the ‘Hour of the Eclipse’?”

“Yes! Thats the one. The Hour of the Eclipse is upon us!” Predastar cheered triumphantly. He looked back at Ratchet, smiling mischievously, “Spread the word to Theo and the rest of the Templeton’s, we have a bloody reunion to make.” Ratchet nodded his head, his grin growing. He took one look out the glass window, seeing the moon and sun, both have some distance between them. His grin grew wider, nothing but mischief in his eyes.

[wwprice1]

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[quotespile]

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