Revealed-Personal Narrative

The chef and waiter passed out the plates like he did the menus then gave them some utensils and napkins. Once they all finished their meals Thomas picked up his sauce covered knife and drove it into his father's neck. Frederick with an expression of sorrow and confusion stared at his son as if he couldn't comprehend what had just occurred. “Father I have grown tired of being in your shadow.” “You spent my entire childhood grooming your favorite child to take your place as head of this family once you were gone.” “Since I was your second and last child you viewed me as nothing as you placed my brother on a golden pedestal.” “All I wanted was your love, but when I didn't get that I decided to take your kingdom,” Thomas whispered into Frederick's

“That is where you are wrong perhaps you shouldn't have treated your underlings so cruelly father everyone in this room works for me now.” “As for my brother he was killed this morning by his bodyguard who he trusted far too much,” Thomas said. Frederick looks behind him signaling for help, but he watches as those who are still loyal are hastily done away with. Corpses cover the ground which desperately needs to be sweep, but the dirt becomes hidden under a sea of blood. Frederick feels the cool metal of a gun against the side of his head the werewolf begins to breath heavily savoring every single breath he takes. A bullet flies out of the gun and drives itself through Frederick's skull. The werewolf's eyes roll up inside his head, and his head flops down landing into the basket of garlic bread that a waiter had brought out when they were all halfway down with their meal. “Really patricide that’s a little bit of a Freudian cliche isn't it,” Kol jokingly said in between his laughter. Thomas turns to Kol and places the gun that is dyed red against Kol's

All the werwolves except Thomas begin to clap glad that the one of the few beings that were in their way of taking over this city has been killed. The moment that Kol springs back to life he sticks out the werewolves draw their weapons thinking he is trying to kill Thomas, b ut when the vampire only grabs a piece of garlic bread they put their guns away knowing they don't need them and that they will have no affect on this monstrosity. A smile appears on Henry, Alexander, and Samantha's faces as they see their friend is covering the garlic bread in so much butter that it is has become uneatable.. Kol places his knife carefully on the table brings the piece of bread up to his mouth then throws it across the room. A werewolf that looks more like a chicken in his human form barely dodges the flying projectile. The bread crashes into the wall and sticks to it due to the insane amount of butter covering it. “Now that we have both got the insanity and foolishness out of our systems why don't you and your pets leave this restaurant on foot instead of in body bags,” Kol calmly