In the rain it waits
-- Pyrolite --
Disclaimer - I do not own Kim Possible, and I did not come up with the Mothman. It is an actual 'paranormal' case in West Virginia. It will later be used in the story. I'm using sightings as reference also.
Prologue
Out of the darkness
The misty and ice-cold streets of Middleton were shrouded in darkness and a single, black creature walked through with cat-like grace. It stopped in front of a house and remained there for a long time. Finally, sounds of a high-pitched record of violins seemed to come from nowhere, and the figure suddenly unfolded bat-like wings in one very quick motion and shot up into the air screaming.
- - 'The eyes were very hypnotic. when it started chasing after us in the car it sounded like a record was playing at high speeds. it hurt and made you feel mesmerized despite the fact this thing is chasing your car over seventy miles per hour.' - -
Ron Stoppable ran through the halls of Middleton high frantically, passing by a clock as he went that read he was going to be most likely late. Sneakers squeaking annoyingly, he grabbed the door to the classroom and whirled inside, only a second later the bell ringing. "Yeah! One point for Stoppable!" He shouted triumphantly, fist in the air.
For once no one told him to shut the hell up, and he looked around. Kim Possible, his best and one of his few friends was whispering to Monique, who was also in their small circle. Ron plopped down. "Where's Mr. Barkin?" he asked, and Monique turned to him.
"You seem pretty relaxed. Have you not heard the news yet?" She asked, eyebrow raised and he blinked stupidly. "No."
Kim looked amazed. "How can you not hear about it? Last night a whole family died of shock."
Ron was silent. Nothing like this ever happens in Middleton. Heck, there aren't even enough elders for people to die of old age! Mr. Barkin finally came in rubbing his eyes. You could clearly see he had a hard time sleeping last night. "Okay people, this is our new student. Liadan?"
The girl nodded very slowly to her odd name. Mr. Barkin sighed. "This is new. Liadan Moira. So just do us all a favor and make her feel comfortable and all that stuff? Sit down wherever you want." He snapped tiredly.
Liadan was extremely pale, with a bit of grayness, making her resemble an alive, smooth marble statue. Her hair was pitch black and short, styled naturally to spike out without any gel. She also looked very ill, being that pale and unhealthy looking with her skinniness. Her shirt was black with a white question mark on it, and her pants were baggy and black also. She wore a simple, long black duster over it. Her neck had a dog collar on it, along with a necklace with a cross on it. The horizontal line on the cross were meant to curl like bat wings at the tip. Her eyes stood out the most, which were dark gray, gave her a disturbing appearance.
Someone murmured from the back of the room, "Looks like we got a gothic chick now."
Liadan walked to a corner desk, giving the speaker and his chuckling friends a glare, instantly shutting them up. Mr. Barkin continued to teach the class about India history. It lasted long, and it finally ended with the bell ringing. Everyone rose and packed their bags of their history books.
"I can't believe he assigned us a report and expects us to be done tomorrow! It might help if he told us earlier!" Ron complained as they walked through the halls. Kim rolled her eyes. "He assigned it a week ago. Around the time you were reading a comic."
Liadan swiftly walked past them, bumping shoulders with Monique and ignoring the fact she made Monique spill all her books. "Nice. she didn't even apologize." She mumbled, bending down to pick up her books. Kim helped her and handed them to Monique.
"You know it's always hard being the new student." She said, and opened her own locker, putting her history book on the side of the computer Wade installed, and then grabbing her red jacket from the lower shelf. "Want to come over for dinner tonight, Ron?" she asked, putting the jacket on.
Ron also did the combination for his locker and put on his blue jacket. "Don't you have cheerleading practice?"
"The basketball team is using the gym. Only because Mr. Barkin gave them permission." she mumbled and grabbed her backpack, walking down the halls to the main entrance. Outside, it was cold like all the other fall times in Michigan. This one was particularly wet and humid during the nights with no explanation at all.
They trudged on the wet sidewalk to Kim's house, just as thunder boomed in the distance. From the school empty school stairs, Liadan watched them until they disappeared around the corner, and she briskly walked off.
In the Possible home, Jim and Tim were wrestling like always, and Kim and Ron were in the middle of it trying to finish their reports on Ghandi and his non-violent protest. Ron was completely bored as Kim tried to explain to him the whole history of the protest. Soft rain started to patter on the windows, and Ron sighed. "I better get home. My parents don't want me to walk in the worst of rain."
"Okay. See you Monday or whenever." Kim said as he ran out the door, just as the rain started to downpour. Usually they got snow, but there was no explanation for this amount of rain. She sat on the couch mesmerized by the rain, and then squinted. Off in the distance, two red lights suddenly flashed then disappeared. She leaned forward but Jim went crashing into her.
"Go Tim. Go Tim." Tim did a little jig only to be tackled by Jim again. Kim scoffed and headed up to her room to finish her report by herself.
Once inside her room, lightning flashed nearby and thunder boomed incredibly close by. The lights flickered and then died. She banged her hand against the wall annoyingly, and there was a crash down stairs followed by Jim and Tim giggling. Just what she needed to finish her report. no light. She picked up the Kimmunicator. "Wade, I need some light. Can this thing turn into a flashlight or something?"
"Sure." He said, and the top barely opened up. Only a second later, a blue light came out. "Thanks Wade." Kim thanked and used the small amount of light to write her homework. Only half an hour later, she finished and shoved a cord into the side of the Kimmunicator and then the other end into the outlet so it could make up for the power lost using the light.
Inside her room and in the darkness, she felt something. Lightning flashed and she looked at the window, wondering what the strange feeling was. She instantly recognized it only a second later. She was being watched. Kim walked toward the window and looked around. Nothing could be seen past the rain, so she pulled the curtains together and walked downstairs to try and fix the power before Jim and Tim broke everything in the house by the time her parents got home.
In the lonely room, a dark shape passed by the window quickly, screeching.
Downstairs, Jim called to Kim, "The TV's working!"
She turned around. "That's impossible."
The TV was on, and there was a herringbone pattern on the screen and an odd noise that sounded like nighttime. They watched as it remained that way and then shut off. "Okay. That was weird." Kim stated and walked toward the kitchen where she could look at the old-fashioned power box.
That morning, the skies were grey and very cloudy, rain very lightly falling from the sky. Kim and Ron walked to school together, trying to walk close so they could each be warmer. "I'm getting real sick of this weather, KP." Ron said through his chattering teeth. Kim could only nod in response.
The school eventually came into view and they wasted no time in coming inside to the warmness. They made it to their first class, which was an exploratory, art. Neither of them was too creative and gifted with creativity in drawing, but it was an easy A. The teacher was an overweight lady that was a little too into art. Now she stood in the front of the class with a large poster she hand made.
"Today we're going to take a little time away from realism and just have fun! We are all going to draw a mythical creature or anything paranormal! I don't think there is a person that isn't interested." The teacher carried on.
Kim groaned. "I'm not."
Ron nudged her arm. "That Liadan girl is here. I bet she likes it."
She sat alone at a large table meant for groups amazingly heard them and looked over with a slight smile. Not a friendly smile, but one that read negativity and she nodded slowly. Ron and Kim were silent and turned back to the teacher, where she was now passing out large pieces of paper. Kim took hers and sighed. "I don't know a single thing about mystical animals or ghosts." She said, tapping her nails on the table.
Ron set to work on a dragon. It was one of the few things he knew. Kim needed an idea and tried to get a glimpse of other people's works. Most of them were dragons, aliens and unicorns. She caught sight of Liadan and her work. She couldn't see what it was except it was entirely different before she got a sudden, bad headache.
"You okay, KP?" Ron asked, pausing from the mentally challenged looking dragon he had. She slowly nodded as the pain subsided. And started working on something everyone else would do.
TBC
Authoresses notes - Here are some references I took from sightings about the real Mothman. Some of these are continued but I didn't put down the whole thing. .Because that's gay.
-- A man reported that his TV suddenly changed scenes to a herringbone pattern and made a loud screeching noise, before seeing the Mothman and his dog run after it, where it never returned and was found dead on the side of a road.
-- Two people in a car were 'chased' by the Mothman by a power plant going over one hundred miles per hour and the said that they heard a record being played very fast.
That's basically it for now. Review if you liked it and all that. ....GO PARANORMAL! GO MOTHMAN! WWOOOO HOOOOO!!!.. I'm done.
Oh, and chapters DO get longer. YAH-HAH!!!
-- Pyrolite --
Disclaimer - I do not own Kim Possible, and I did not come up with the Mothman. It is an actual 'paranormal' case in West Virginia. It will later be used in the story. I'm using sightings as reference also.
Prologue
Out of the darkness
The misty and ice-cold streets of Middleton were shrouded in darkness and a single, black creature walked through with cat-like grace. It stopped in front of a house and remained there for a long time. Finally, sounds of a high-pitched record of violins seemed to come from nowhere, and the figure suddenly unfolded bat-like wings in one very quick motion and shot up into the air screaming.
- - 'The eyes were very hypnotic. when it started chasing after us in the car it sounded like a record was playing at high speeds. it hurt and made you feel mesmerized despite the fact this thing is chasing your car over seventy miles per hour.' - -
Ron Stoppable ran through the halls of Middleton high frantically, passing by a clock as he went that read he was going to be most likely late. Sneakers squeaking annoyingly, he grabbed the door to the classroom and whirled inside, only a second later the bell ringing. "Yeah! One point for Stoppable!" He shouted triumphantly, fist in the air.
For once no one told him to shut the hell up, and he looked around. Kim Possible, his best and one of his few friends was whispering to Monique, who was also in their small circle. Ron plopped down. "Where's Mr. Barkin?" he asked, and Monique turned to him.
"You seem pretty relaxed. Have you not heard the news yet?" She asked, eyebrow raised and he blinked stupidly. "No."
Kim looked amazed. "How can you not hear about it? Last night a whole family died of shock."
Ron was silent. Nothing like this ever happens in Middleton. Heck, there aren't even enough elders for people to die of old age! Mr. Barkin finally came in rubbing his eyes. You could clearly see he had a hard time sleeping last night. "Okay people, this is our new student. Liadan?"
The girl nodded very slowly to her odd name. Mr. Barkin sighed. "This is new. Liadan Moira. So just do us all a favor and make her feel comfortable and all that stuff? Sit down wherever you want." He snapped tiredly.
Liadan was extremely pale, with a bit of grayness, making her resemble an alive, smooth marble statue. Her hair was pitch black and short, styled naturally to spike out without any gel. She also looked very ill, being that pale and unhealthy looking with her skinniness. Her shirt was black with a white question mark on it, and her pants were baggy and black also. She wore a simple, long black duster over it. Her neck had a dog collar on it, along with a necklace with a cross on it. The horizontal line on the cross were meant to curl like bat wings at the tip. Her eyes stood out the most, which were dark gray, gave her a disturbing appearance.
Someone murmured from the back of the room, "Looks like we got a gothic chick now."
Liadan walked to a corner desk, giving the speaker and his chuckling friends a glare, instantly shutting them up. Mr. Barkin continued to teach the class about India history. It lasted long, and it finally ended with the bell ringing. Everyone rose and packed their bags of their history books.
"I can't believe he assigned us a report and expects us to be done tomorrow! It might help if he told us earlier!" Ron complained as they walked through the halls. Kim rolled her eyes. "He assigned it a week ago. Around the time you were reading a comic."
Liadan swiftly walked past them, bumping shoulders with Monique and ignoring the fact she made Monique spill all her books. "Nice. she didn't even apologize." She mumbled, bending down to pick up her books. Kim helped her and handed them to Monique.
"You know it's always hard being the new student." She said, and opened her own locker, putting her history book on the side of the computer Wade installed, and then grabbing her red jacket from the lower shelf. "Want to come over for dinner tonight, Ron?" she asked, putting the jacket on.
Ron also did the combination for his locker and put on his blue jacket. "Don't you have cheerleading practice?"
"The basketball team is using the gym. Only because Mr. Barkin gave them permission." she mumbled and grabbed her backpack, walking down the halls to the main entrance. Outside, it was cold like all the other fall times in Michigan. This one was particularly wet and humid during the nights with no explanation at all.
They trudged on the wet sidewalk to Kim's house, just as thunder boomed in the distance. From the school empty school stairs, Liadan watched them until they disappeared around the corner, and she briskly walked off.
In the Possible home, Jim and Tim were wrestling like always, and Kim and Ron were in the middle of it trying to finish their reports on Ghandi and his non-violent protest. Ron was completely bored as Kim tried to explain to him the whole history of the protest. Soft rain started to patter on the windows, and Ron sighed. "I better get home. My parents don't want me to walk in the worst of rain."
"Okay. See you Monday or whenever." Kim said as he ran out the door, just as the rain started to downpour. Usually they got snow, but there was no explanation for this amount of rain. She sat on the couch mesmerized by the rain, and then squinted. Off in the distance, two red lights suddenly flashed then disappeared. She leaned forward but Jim went crashing into her.
"Go Tim. Go Tim." Tim did a little jig only to be tackled by Jim again. Kim scoffed and headed up to her room to finish her report by herself.
Once inside her room, lightning flashed nearby and thunder boomed incredibly close by. The lights flickered and then died. She banged her hand against the wall annoyingly, and there was a crash down stairs followed by Jim and Tim giggling. Just what she needed to finish her report. no light. She picked up the Kimmunicator. "Wade, I need some light. Can this thing turn into a flashlight or something?"
"Sure." He said, and the top barely opened up. Only a second later, a blue light came out. "Thanks Wade." Kim thanked and used the small amount of light to write her homework. Only half an hour later, she finished and shoved a cord into the side of the Kimmunicator and then the other end into the outlet so it could make up for the power lost using the light.
Inside her room and in the darkness, she felt something. Lightning flashed and she looked at the window, wondering what the strange feeling was. She instantly recognized it only a second later. She was being watched. Kim walked toward the window and looked around. Nothing could be seen past the rain, so she pulled the curtains together and walked downstairs to try and fix the power before Jim and Tim broke everything in the house by the time her parents got home.
In the lonely room, a dark shape passed by the window quickly, screeching.
Downstairs, Jim called to Kim, "The TV's working!"
She turned around. "That's impossible."
The TV was on, and there was a herringbone pattern on the screen and an odd noise that sounded like nighttime. They watched as it remained that way and then shut off. "Okay. That was weird." Kim stated and walked toward the kitchen where she could look at the old-fashioned power box.
That morning, the skies were grey and very cloudy, rain very lightly falling from the sky. Kim and Ron walked to school together, trying to walk close so they could each be warmer. "I'm getting real sick of this weather, KP." Ron said through his chattering teeth. Kim could only nod in response.
The school eventually came into view and they wasted no time in coming inside to the warmness. They made it to their first class, which was an exploratory, art. Neither of them was too creative and gifted with creativity in drawing, but it was an easy A. The teacher was an overweight lady that was a little too into art. Now she stood in the front of the class with a large poster she hand made.
"Today we're going to take a little time away from realism and just have fun! We are all going to draw a mythical creature or anything paranormal! I don't think there is a person that isn't interested." The teacher carried on.
Kim groaned. "I'm not."
Ron nudged her arm. "That Liadan girl is here. I bet she likes it."
She sat alone at a large table meant for groups amazingly heard them and looked over with a slight smile. Not a friendly smile, but one that read negativity and she nodded slowly. Ron and Kim were silent and turned back to the teacher, where she was now passing out large pieces of paper. Kim took hers and sighed. "I don't know a single thing about mystical animals or ghosts." She said, tapping her nails on the table.
Ron set to work on a dragon. It was one of the few things he knew. Kim needed an idea and tried to get a glimpse of other people's works. Most of them were dragons, aliens and unicorns. She caught sight of Liadan and her work. She couldn't see what it was except it was entirely different before she got a sudden, bad headache.
"You okay, KP?" Ron asked, pausing from the mentally challenged looking dragon he had. She slowly nodded as the pain subsided. And started working on something everyone else would do.
TBC
Authoresses notes - Here are some references I took from sightings about the real Mothman. Some of these are continued but I didn't put down the whole thing. .Because that's gay.
-- A man reported that his TV suddenly changed scenes to a herringbone pattern and made a loud screeching noise, before seeing the Mothman and his dog run after it, where it never returned and was found dead on the side of a road.
-- Two people in a car were 'chased' by the Mothman by a power plant going over one hundred miles per hour and the said that they heard a record being played very fast.
That's basically it for now. Review if you liked it and all that. ....GO PARANORMAL! GO MOTHMAN! WWOOOO HOOOOO!!!.. I'm done.
Oh, and chapters DO get longer. YAH-HAH!!!
