Obsius fluttered down, going after Count von Count. Norbert also stepped off the roof, landing on the ground with a thud. Staring back inside, Norbert looked to the Count. "Should I bring my stuff?" Norbert asked the Count.
Count von Count just nodded. "That would be for the best."
Norbert opened the door, staring at the quiet house and headed over to the couch, picking his things up and putting shoes on. Everything fits easily in his backpack, having not taken the destroyed clothes and looked over the place one last time, nodding that he had everything.
Walking towards the door, he was about to leave when he stopped, Obsius chirping at him. Nodding his head in approval, he went into the pantry, taking out several biscuits for the birds with their travels.
Looking around the drawers in the kitchen as quietly as possible, finding what he was looking for, a paper workbook and a pen, Norbert turned to a blank page. Tipping his pen to his mouth momentarily, he thought about what to say.
Nodding only to write something valuable, Norbert just put his phone number and a simple message Norbert's number. Call if you need anything, either here or there.
Nodding to himself, happy that if Bartholomew needed anything in the future, it would be a more direct link than needing to use the gods. Everything was now together; turning off the light with a flick of the switch, Norbert closed the door behind him.
Giving a piece of biscuit to Obsius, who was already sitting on his shoulder as the bird started munching away. Count von Count stood there, watching the moon through the branches, the clouds moving across the sky.
Looking towards Norbert, raising an eyebrow, "That all?" The vampire asked.
Norbert nodded his head. "Yeah, only meant to be a quick trip over here. It was only supposed to be a day trip, but things happened." Norbert finished, shrugging his shoulders.
Count von Count nodded in response before turning off and looking down to the next house. "Keep up." He said as he leapt forward, coat flapping in the wind as he disappeared into the night.
Norbert groaned in annoyance at the man disappearing without explaining where they were going. Leaping into the air, energy flooding his body as he focused on his vision, the world becoming composed of greys as he looked for the vampire before losing track of him.
As he started to fall again, Norbert spotted sight of the vampire, the white head looking back at him, seeming to float in the night. Some distance on the way over, Norbert wondered how they could travel as fast, the vampire continued off again, now running down the road.
Landing on the ground in someone's backyard, Norbert jumped off, leaping onto their roof, climbing up, and sliding down the other side. Just before hitting the gutter, Norbert leapt through the air, hoping that nobody was up to see him fly through the air.
On the ground, meeting him, Norbert rolled over his right shoulder, doing a cartwheel as he continued to run. He was checking and feeling Obsius still there, now hanging on for dear life, taking the bird in his hand, clutching it to his chest to protect it as much as possible.
Down the road, Norbert leapt forward, steadily catching up with the vampire and feeling the shake with his steps, squinting as the air whipped at his eyes. Remembering his mask, Norbert reached into his backpack, slowing down slightly as he fumbled around.
After several seconds, Count von Count started to get ahead; zipping his backpack back up, Norbert rushed forward, now able to see appropriately.
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Catching up with the vampire, Norbert waved to him as he looked to the side. Count von Count stared back and smiled, nodding his head in approval. By now, the town that Bartholomew lived in was far behind, now in the hills and fields surrounding it. Continuing on the road, now turning into dirt, they marched forward.
Clutching onto Obsius, Norbert, the bird, began to rest in his hand, likely sleeping as it waited for the next place to wake up again, unable to do anything as Norbert was led to wherever he was needed.
Up ahead, Norbert saw trees start to come up, occasionally whipping past him, the path they were travelling on now, feet starting to slide along the path, Norbert seeing to his side Count von Count quickly navigating the path.
Suddenly, the vampire slid on the path before dashing into the forest. Norbert slid along, dust and rocks billowing out behind him as he skidded, his hand trailing on the ground behind him, slowing down.
Finally coming to a stop, Norbert charged into the forest, seeing the trees approaching him. Branches smacked against him, leaves rustling as he leapt past them. Norbert went through the forest of trees, trying to go as fast as possible and spot the vampire in the flashing trees.
Hearing a crash to the side, Norbert whipped his head around, spotting the vampire from behind him. Still running forward, Norbert smashed into a tree, feeling his left shoulder make contact, the crunch of something being torn, not knowing if it was himself or the tree. Spinning around, Norbert instinctively flung out his left arm, Obsius flapping her wings to get away from Norbert, spinning now, not controlling himself. He smashed into another tree, this one square on his back.
He felt his body bend around it to continue, but the tree was not budging as he slumped horizontally to the ground. He was making a U shape with his body, now groaning as he fell out of the tree. Landing in a puddle, feeling the water seep into his clothes, Norbert breathed in, spitting out some muddy water that tried to get in.
"You good?" Count von Count asked from above him.
Norbert looked up, seeing the worried concern on the vampire's face. He pushed himself off the ground and onto his knees, patting himself down and confirming nothing was broken, only a few bruises. Getting to his feet, Norbert stared at the tree, surprised at what he saw.
Splinters all around the base and bursting out of the tree, Norbert saw the indent of his back several centimetres deep. Rubbing his hand across his back, the pain started to come up as he realised what happened; after crashing into the first tree, his body spun around, hitting the one that stopped him before he fell to the ground.
Turning his head, Obsius landed on his shoulder, pecking him. "Both of you, I'm fine; why did you turn off into this random forest?" Norbert asked Count von Count.
Coughing, the vampire turned and pointed towards the direction he came from. "An entrance is over there. please come over; the sun is starting to come up now." Count von Count said before heading in the direction he pointed before.
Norbert looked around, seeing no suns in the sky, looking just as dark as ever. Not wanting to argue with the vampire about the sun being up, Norbert followed him, walking as the two came together.
They both walked in silence, Norbert feeding Obsius crackers when the bird requested them. A stone appeared ahead of him; the vampire stood as he pointed to the stone. "The entrance is behind there." The vampire provided.
Norbert just looked at the stone, then at Count von Count. "And?"
"Please move it; it should be easy enough for you." The vampire provided.
Norbert stretched out his arms as he breathed in, Obsius flying from his shoulder to Count von Counts. Crouching down, Norbert wrapped his hands as far as he could into the stone, barely able to make it around. Norbert clenched his fingers, hearing the stone crack as his fingers made indents.
Breathing in sharply and pushing against his core, Norbert grunted as he lifted the rock. Feet planted into the ground, pushing with his feet, feeling his bones starting to grind from the weight.
Leaning backwards, he could lift the rock, sending energy coursing through him to give it the final shove as he stood up straight.
Heaving with the effort, Norbert chucked it to the side, panting as it started to roll away from him. Looking down into the indent, Norbert saw the earth, grubs and worms crawling around him as he stared down. Turning behind, I saw Count von Count bent over, a trap door cacked with dirt and leaves, stuck on as it was opened, a metal arm keeping the trap door open.
Staring back at Norbert, he smiled, "What are you doing? Come down here; we don't have time for your tomfoolery." As he descended.
Norbert was stunned, staring back at the stone he lifted, now several meters away, leaning against a tree.
CHIRRP CHIRP
He heard from bellow. He left his stupor, walking over to the trapdoor and seeing the concrete steps underneath. Stepping forward, Norbert headed down, closing the trap door on top of him as he spotted the first rays of sunshine between the trunks.