Calling
~Prologue~
Written by: Thundere
Disclaimer: This is fanfiction, I own no content nor do I make any profit of it.
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April 14, 1987, Sunnydale California
This Tuesday was more or less like any other Tuesday that preceded it.
The Harris' family woke up, shared their breakfast while making plans for the holiday.
If they had known just what would have happened mere hours away at the zoo, they most likely would've never set foot outside of their house.
But alas, they were no psychics, just the average middle-class family like many others in Sunnydale, so they didn't know, and so they went.
Henry Harris and his wife Jessica shared a cup of coffee at the diner near the exit of the zoo, while their five year old son Alexander watched the zebras with amusement.
All of a sudden, Alexander, or Xander as some referred him as, felt a gust of chilly wind, which in a way was odd,
since the leaves and branches of the nearby tree didn't move in the slightest.
Xander felt numbness warp him as his legs began to move on their own accord, as if he was a puppet on strings.
Xander began to panic when he noticed that he couldn't call for help. Not that he didn't try, the words just seemed to get stuck in his throat.
Tears began to ascend his cheeks as he was lead to what looked like an abandoned warehouse with a "Keep Out" sign on the door, which could only mean trouble.
Something seemed to guide his hand to the door handle, and he stumbled into the murky room.
A low growl was heard, and Xander helplessly raised his gaze and glanced at the cage a few meters away.
Green eyes observed him intently, and he felt dread oozing up.
He was alone, helpless,defenseless. Then, it attacked. Whatever it was, left him hurt and defeated.
Xander struggled against the invading entity, but felt how the world turned darker and darker.
He fell into a bundle on the floor, and then he knew no more.
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It wasn't until another hour the body of Xander Harris was discovered near the cage of sleeping hyenas.
His mother screamed, and searched comfort in her husband's arms.
Paramedics were called, but by the time of their arrival to the scene, it was already too late.
Alexander Harris was already dead.