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The glowing face on Kern’s Rolex danced at the corner of his eye as he pulled into his fathers estate. It read 11:30pm, of course it wasn’t really glowing but it gave that illusion with it’s polished face and the streetlights shining into the lowlight Rolls Royce.
Kern give the watchman a friendly wave and a brief greeting as he passed through the gates. The watchman replied with a stiff wave and a ‘welcome home Mr. Bastien’ clunck the watchman’s words were almost drowned out as the gate behind Kern closed itself automatically.
Kern continued down the lane towards his fathers large mansion, Kern always considered himself lucky, he’d been born into one of the wealthiest families in the country and he’d always had everything he’s ever needed including loving parents and a father with the good sense to raise him to be strong and independent.
He’d been running a branch of his father’s corporation since he turned 20 and had helped add to his families already vast bank accounts, of course he wouldn’t inherit the full business until his father retired but Kern found his late nights stressful enough and was content with that until the day came when he would inherit everything.
Kern himself had inherited his fathers strong chin and dark flowing hair but got his emerald eyes from his mother, he wasn’t entirely unaware of his good looks but had never let it, or his money, go to his head. Many of his employees enjoyed working with him for he had the focus and good sense to know what needed doing and when while always making sure his employees had everything they needed to work comfortably and efficiently.
He was still thinking about how he could increase production and minimize cost without liquidizing an entire division of the company as he stepped out of his car and removed his keys from his pockets, he ran his hand through his slicked back hair as he carefully inserted his key so as not to wake anyone.
It was late but Kern imagined his father would still be up sipping at his brandy in the study while discussing with his mother business arrangements he hadn’t had the chance to get Kern’s opinion on.
“All I’m saying is that if we’d purchased the shipping company in east Asia at the beginning of the last quarter the tea export would have made an extra 40% profit this quarter,” his mother would nod her head in agreement although she cared little for the business and was too busy planning for the next family function which consisted of a formal wear dinner party at another one of Kern’s fathers business partners and his young yet conveniently eligible daughter.
Their discussions were instead cut off by the sound of Kern screaming in a mix of terror and agony. Just as he’d opened the door and taken a step inside when something had yanked him back, he felt unnaturally large hairy hands wrap around his head as someone dragged several warm, pointy objects across his left shoulder. It had happened in an instant and Kern was forced forward and tossed to the side as he heard the terrified scream of his hysterical mother and the shocked gasp of his father.
Whatever had caught Kern had thrown him to the side and moved towards his parents, Kern himself was lying in a heap with his face pointed towards the beautifully colored wallpaper, it seemed odd, Kern barely recognized the fact that it was a peculiar red tinge or that something warm and sticky was flowing down his face. His shoulder was throbbing and shock had seized his system. He tried to focus on what sounded like screaming but his vision blurred further and he slipped into unconsciousness…

He vaguely recalled opening his eyes to the white roof that looked suspiciously like the roof of an ambulance. New sounds teased his ears, he tried to stay conscious by focusing on those. “… enough to make you sick, all over the walls. Looked like some sort of animal I’m surprised this guys still alive with the amount of blo…” But he quickly drifted back into darkness…

Description
The glowing face on Kern’s Rolex danced at the corner of his eye as he pulled into his fathers estate. It read 11:30pm, of course it wasn’t really glowing but it gave that illusion with it’s polished face and the streetlights shining into the lowlight Rolls Royce.
Kern give the watchman a friendly wave and a brief greeting as he passed through the gates. The watchman replied with a stiff wave and a ‘welcome home Mr. Bastien’ clunck the watchman’s words were almost drowned out as the gate behind Kern closed itself automatically.
Kern continued down the lane towards his fathers large mansion, Kern always considered himself lucky, he’d been born into one of the wealthiest families in the country and he’d always had everything he’s ever needed including loving parents and a father with the good sense to raise him to be strong and independent.
He’d been running a branch of his father’s corporation since he turned 20 and had helped add to his families already vast bank accounts, of course he wouldn’t inherit the full business until his father retired but Kern found his late nights stressful enough and was content with that until the day came when he would inherit everything.
Kern himself had inherited his fathers strong chin and dark flowing hair but got his emerald eyes from his mother, he wasn’t entirely unaware of his good looks but had never let it, or his money, go to his head. Many of his employees enjoyed working with him for he had the focus and good sense to know what needed doing and when while always making sure his employees had everything they needed to work comfortably and efficiently.
He was still thinking about how he could increase production and minimize cost without liquidizing an entire division of the company as he stepped out of his car and removed his keys from his pockets, he ran his hand through his slicked back hair as he carefully inserted his key so as not to wake anyone.
It was late but Kern imagined his father would still be up sipping at his brandy in the study while discussing with his mother business arrangements he hadn’t had the chance to get Kern’s opinion on.
“All I’m saying is that if we’d purchased the shipping company in east Asia at the beginning of the last quarter the tea export would have made an extra 40% profit this quarter,” his mother would nod her head in agreement although she cared little for the business and was too busy planning for the next family function which consisted of a formal wear dinner party at another one of Kern’s fathers business partners and his young yet conveniently eligible daughter.
Their discussions were instead cut off by the sound of Kern screaming in a mix of terror and agony. Just as he’d opened the door and taken a step inside when something had yanked him back, he felt unnaturally large hairy hands wrap around his head as someone dragged several warm, pointy objects across his left shoulder. It had happened in an instant and Kern was forced forward and tossed to the side as he heard the terrified scream of his hysterical mother and the shocked gasp of his father.
Whatever had caught Kern had thrown him to the side and moved towards his parents, Kern himself was lying in a heap with his face pointed towards the beautifully colored wallpaper, it seemed odd, Kern barely recognized the fact that it was a peculiar red tinge or that something warm and sticky was flowing down his face. His shoulder was throbbing and shock had seized his system. He tried to focus on what sounded like screaming but his vision blurred further and he slipped into unconsciousness…

He vaguely recalled opening his eyes to the white roof that looked suspiciously like the roof of an ambulance. New sounds teased his ears, he tried to stay conscious by focusing on those. “… enough to make you sick, all over the walls. Looked like some sort of animal I’m surprised this guys still alive with the amount of blo…” But he quickly drifted back into darkness…