Next Generation (Part Two)

Part 4

It was just a question of time until she would've known the truth.

Such a beautiful dear face.

"Boss?" I turned to face my current Proxies. Two young boys.

In the last years, things, of course have changed. I got new gathered new proxies and some new and young Killer in the Mansion.

But due all those years, my first generation is still the most popular. So as The Marble Hornets, which are still in my care. Ticci Toby and my beloved daughter.

"Would you be so kind to show our new gathered member the way back. I have business here." He agreed and they went out of my area.

They are some new kinds. One of them is and intelligent killer, and our new family member, without mercy. I couldn't wish for more, other than my confident Granddaughter.

Iris POV.

After we got home yesterday, we haven't talked. We both went straight to bed. I am still curious, but I think I shouldn't talk with her about it.

But right now I almost missed the bus to school. I was still so tired. "Get your shit together sis, it's Thursday." Connor said, sitting next to me.

"What are you even doing here? Why are you sitting here, I thought you felt embarrassed to be with me?" he chuckled and played on his phone.

"Pfft who said that." I rolled my eyes. "You, brain butt." He smirked.

The rest of the way he played games while I stared out of the window, directly at the woods, which were next to us almost the whole road. I suddenly saw two guys walking damn near the woods. One of them seemed familiar. I tapped on Connor's shoulder. "Hey bro isn't that one of your morons?" he glared at me and looked outside. "Yeah that's Heath, so what?"

"Why's he walking to school?"

"They live nearby"

"And the other guy?" I pointed outside. "Probably the new kid, I even think he goes the same class as you. Interested?" he asked like a dork. I punched him in the arm.

"Fuck off with this kind of shit in your brain. Get yourself a girlfriend and the you can talk." She clicked his tongue.

"You too sis." He smiled and continued to listen to music with his headphones until the bus stopped.

It was about the second lesson as our homeroom teacher said that we got a new student. He had black hair and looked like he totally wanted to be somewhere else in the moment. "This is Dallas Weiss, he is only here for a few days before he gets transferred into his actual class, but treat him kind until then, he's mute so watch out for him" A few girls began to feel sorry; the rest of the class didn't care.

"That's why I want that someone shows him around and the rooms where he has lessons." Almost every girl raised her hand.

I played with my pen and tested if it could stand on its own, my daily exercise. The teacher sighed.

"Ms. Roland, since you think it's more fun to play with your pens, you'll be the one showing Dallas around." Somehow I knew that it was going to be me. And having some girls growling at me wasn't making the situation any better. I hadn't many friends since I was mostly with my brother and his stupid friends.

She pointed at the seats. "The seat next to Daniel is still free, please sit down and we can get started"

I sat in the row before the last at the window. In front me was still a seat empty, it was the one next to Daniel, so he walked to the seat.

At the end of the lesson I saw them all come at my direction, stopping at Dallas seat. I think that those girls we're suited for a mute, or rather a deaf, but I mean because almost every of them is the club 'sign language'. We have a few deaf and mute kids on this school, that's why the girls decided to create this kind of club.

"Hey Dallas, since you are mute, do you want to join our club? It'll be so much fun with a new member!" she squeaked. I turned around to look at my desk, trying to ignore their voices. I just heard a chair move and then Dallas sat turned around in front of me, showing me a paper with his classes. I looked at it and said.

"Until lunch we have the same classes, so just follow me." He nodded and went back to his seat.

Some of them glared at me as they went back to their own seats. I ignored it and continued playing on my phone.

Until lunch was pretty boring. As the last lesson ended I turned to Dallas and said,

"I'm going to my brother and his friends, if you want you can join-"

"Oh no need he's already with us!" a girl said happily. He just shook his head and followed me out of the room. I had to hold back my laughing.

As we bought our meals, rather I bought our meals because he couldn't order; we walked to my brother's desk. Heath and Paul we're also there. Heath looked at me with a mischievous expression. Well I figured that Dallas and Heath know each other, since they walked to school together.

"Bro, I knew you were a ladies magnet, but even Iris, I'm impressed!" he almost shouted. Bro? Are they brothers, or just like dude? They don't look alike.

Wait, even me? What the hell.

"Looks like you get along well with Dallas." I chuckled. "Our homeroom Ms. Finkel said I should show him around, but if I'd knew you all know him already, I would've sent him to you guys." I had a strange feeling. Heath stared at me with a glare, but as soon as I looked at him he smiled or looked away.

"Back to the bro, are you brothers or something?" I asked while I began to eat my lunch. He smiled. "No, cousins, I lived alone, but since he changed schools we live together." I nodded as if it was the most normal thing there is, it's not like I'd be shocked that he doesn't live with his family.

"So what do you guys have after this?" Paul thought a bit until he answered. "Hockey." I gave them all THE look. The 'seriously' look.

"You still are free spoken for this?" Connor smiled. "Haha Yeah. And you?" Dallas handed me the class plan. He took it with him to see if we were going to the same classes, and if not that I show him around. I looked it over and answered, "Yep, we have the same classes. Uhm, we got history."

Richard's POV

The sun was setting. It was still bright, but a bit darker than usual. The afternoon has come. In my home I only perceived one of my two new proxies.

"Heath, we're is your partner?" He was cleaning his knife. His white hair flattered up and he answered,

"He is still in the city." I never liked this answer. "Make sure he is back once the darkness rules." He let out a chuckle.

"Don't worry."