#debbie trainor

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Part 16, the Tragic Backstory™

(psst! This is based off of @a-random-jayebird 's vampire Larry Trainor art! They're a great artist go check them out!)

Francis hopped along the rock path of the woods near his house when whimpering got his attention.

"hello? Anyone there?" Francis looked around before spotting a small wolf cub. When he looked closer, it appeared humanoid. Francis picked it up and headed home.

"looks like he's a morph Vampire." William said after looking at what his son brought home.

"why does he look like that?"

"his mother must have been in form when he was born. He's stuck like that unless he's given the vampirism of another, then he will be in a human form and will be able to properly morph."

"I found him in the woods."

"he must have been abandoned by a wild morph for not being in a complete morph."

"can we raise him then?"

"Francis."

"please? He needs a home."

"Francis, this is not a wild animal. This is a child."

"and that's why he needs a home!"

"fine. We will raise him."

"and I'll give him my vampirism!"

"Francis no. He can live a normal, healthy life just the way he is. He will be smaller and weaker so, as his brother, you will need to protect him."

Francis sat at Lawrence's bed.

"mama? What's wrong with him?"

"he's weak sweetie. Be patient with him." Debbie smiled.

"but he wasn't last week!" Francis pouted.

"he's sick Francis." William flipped through the paper.

"but he's been sick before!" Francis pouted again.

"Francis sweetheart. This isn't a cold. He's ill and a vampire would need to give up their vampirism for him to live. He's going to die. I'm sorry Francis." Debbie placed her hands on her son's shoulders.

"I can give him my vampirism!"

"you'll be weak."

"well I've protected him! He can protect me!"

"how will we explain why he looks like you?"

"we can move somewhere new! He'll be my twin brother!"

"Francis-"

"I'm not letting him die even if it kills me!"

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Part 13. Warning: Plot Twist!

(psst! This is based off of @a-random-jayebird 's vampire Larry Trainor art! They're a great artist go check them out!)

Francis slowly sat up and blinked. The room was clearly a guest room.

"l-lawrence?" Francis tried to call out, but his voice was weak.

"Lawrence?" He tried again, hoping his brother was near. The door creaked open.

"Francis! You're awake. Are you ok?" Larry crouched near the bed.

"I'm hungry...I think.."

"youre a vampire now. You need blood. Wait here." Larry quickly headed to his room. Francis pulled his knees in. His brother was so much older now.

"Francis. Here. Drink up." Larry came in and handed him a blood pack.

"thank...you."

Francis held Larry's hand as he went down the stairs.

"I remember that you always had trouble with stairs."

"thank you." Francis continued down the stairs.

"is Francis awake now?" Dorothy called up from the ground floor.

"he is. He's a little weak so be careful with him!" Larry called back.

"he's a little weak dearie. Be patient with him." Debbie smiled as she ruffled Francis hair.

"But he wasn't before." Francis pouted.

"Lawrence is ill. That's why he's weak now and wasn't before." William flipped through the paper.

"but he's been sick before! He's always been able to play!" Francis pouted again.

"well this isn't some kind of cold. This is something only vampires can get. Morph vampires."

"will he be ok?"

"sweetie...he won't be. We need a vampire to...give up on their vampirism for him to live. They, the vampire, would become very very weak." Debbie placed her hands on her son's shoulders.

"mama! I'm a vampire! He can live!"

"he's a morph. You're a Humanoid. He's never changed before. If you give up your vampirism, he will become an alter subtype. If he becomes an alter subtype, he will kill someone on his first turn."

"Lawrence is my twin brother! It's his job to protect me and it's my job to protect him! He will live even if it kills me!"

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Part 7

(psst! this is based off of @a-random-jayebird's vampire larry trainor art! They're a great artist, go check them out!)

"Mama, Papa." Lawrence stood in the doorway.

"What is it Lawrence?" William flipped through the newspaper.

"I want my fangs filed down."

"Lawrence. Sweetheart. You never wanted this before!" Debbie lowered her cross-stitch.

"Well I want it now."

"You do know that we can only go so far and, with how long they are now, you will still have fangs."

"I want them filed."

"ok..it's your choice."

Lawrence dragged his finger along the point of his fangs.

"they're still here. You can still hurt someone." Lawrence thought. His parents wouldn't file them down more and he thought it was too time consuming anyways. He picked up his father's pliers and latched it onto his right fang.

Crack

It didn't break, just cracked. He tried again.

Crack

Still, it did not break. Just one more and it might.

Crack

Blood pooled from his tooth and is broke off. It was a deep red, almost black and had the consistency of tar. He took a deep breath to steady himself from the pain and latched it onto his left fang.

Crack

He was just about to try again when his father grabbed his hand and pulled it away.

"Lawrence! What in the world are you doing!?"

"I'm breaking my fangs off. I won't be able to hurt anyone anymore if I do."

"Lawrence, baby-"

"I killed Francis...I killed my brother...I don't want to hurt you too..."

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Part 6

(psst! This is based off of @a-random-jayebird's vampire larry trainor art! They are a great artist, go check them out!)

"You boys have fun outside!" Debbie called out to her twin boys as they ran through the kitchen to the back door.

"Don't worry mom! We will!" Francis called back before shutting the door behind him.

"So what should we do today?" Lawrence said, climbing onto a rock.

"I got an idea! I will be Prince Francis!" Francis cheered.

Lawrence jumped off the rock, picking up a stick and pointing it towards the sky.

“I am the knight Lawrence Trainor! As long as I am around, Prince Francis shall never know harm!”

“Hey! I can defend myself!” Francis laughed

“As your older brother, it is my duty to protect you!”

"By three minutes!"

"Stiill~" Lawrence said in a singsong voice. Francis ran at him, started the game of chase.

Soon, Francis had to stop and breath.

"Law...Lawrence...wait...wait for me.." Francis said in between breaths. Lawrence ran back over.

That's another reason Lawrence wanted to protect Francis, he was fragile.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, nothing bad will happen to you!"

"Well...well...well...you boys are a little ways from home...aren't you?" A voice called out. The two boys turned around, seeing three adult men watching them.

"Don't come near us." Lawrence growled, aiming the stick at them.

"Aww, little kid thinks he can do something. Stan, grab the weaker one." The middle man turned to his left and Stan nodded before moving closer.

"Don't come near us!" Lawrence snarled, baring his fangs.

"Lawrence! Help!"

Lawrence was so distracted by Stan and the main man that he had taken his eyes on the right man.

"Let him go!" Lawrence jumped at the man and felt the wind rustle his fur. It was instant. He didn't feel himself tearing him to pieces, just his teeth sinking into flesh. When he was done, he looked around. The main man and Stan were carrying an injured third man.

"Francis! We're safe!" Lawrence cheered. No response.

"Francis?" Lawrence asked again and turned around. Francis was torn to shreds. Francis was not torn to shreds with claws, he was ripped to shreds by teeth.

"FRANCIS!"