Night's soft blanket was wrapped around San Francisco, surrounding it in a
soft muffler of warmth. The roads were empty, and the only light came from
the moon, a gold orb hanging from a sky carpeted with stars. All was peaceful
in the Manor. But the peace was about to be disrupted (AN-cringe! Oh, that
was so cliché! Eek! Anyway, continue). The handle of the door twisted, and it
slowly creaked open. A small dark shadow flew noiselessly inside; it's wings
making not a sound in the warm still air. It drifted upwards like a puff of
smoke, over the stairs and into the rooms of the sleeping inhabitants. The first
room held a blondish woman, and demon. The creature could tell from the
scent; a combination of charcoal and blood. No human would ever smell or
notice it.
It landed noiselessly on the bed, barely ruffling the sheets. Slithering forward
on its two legs, it slid over to the women's face. Taking a deep breath, it blew a
yellow fog into her face. She breathed it in without a twitch. Satisfied, it
flapped over to the demon, and did the same. He coughed in his sleep and
rolled over, but nothing more. The creature lifted into the air and flew out.
Circling uncertainty, it dived into another room. It was covered with white,
rectangular rock, and smelled of strange chemicals. The creature sneezed and
flew out, and into the next room. There was only one in this room, a pale
woman. The creature landed close to her face, and blew the yellow fog into her
mouth. She muttered something in her sleep and kicked, but did not wake. It
fell of the bed, managing to just catch itself in flight before landing on the hard
wood. It flew into a clothing cupboard before it reached the last room.
A man was snoring loudly beside a small dark haired female. The creature flew
over to the male, and breathed in his face. He snored even louder. The creature
was about to lift off when the women muttered "Aw, for Pete's sake!" The
creature leapt of the man and onto the floor just as the woman sat up and turned
the man roughly on his side. He stopped snoring. "Much better." the woman
sighed gratefully. The creature hissed angrily under its breath. The sun would
rise soon. It wouldn't have a chance to taint the woman. It slithered across the
floor, stopping only when a scale got caught in a splinter on the door. In its fury
it wrenched it out of the socket. Grumbling, it flew into the air. It soared down
over the stairs and out of the front door, pulling it shut behind it with a long
whip-like tail. The small yellow scale twinkled in the early dawn light.
soft muffler of warmth. The roads were empty, and the only light came from
the moon, a gold orb hanging from a sky carpeted with stars. All was peaceful
in the Manor. But the peace was about to be disrupted (AN-cringe! Oh, that
was so cliché! Eek! Anyway, continue). The handle of the door twisted, and it
slowly creaked open. A small dark shadow flew noiselessly inside; it's wings
making not a sound in the warm still air. It drifted upwards like a puff of
smoke, over the stairs and into the rooms of the sleeping inhabitants. The first
room held a blondish woman, and demon. The creature could tell from the
scent; a combination of charcoal and blood. No human would ever smell or
notice it.
It landed noiselessly on the bed, barely ruffling the sheets. Slithering forward
on its two legs, it slid over to the women's face. Taking a deep breath, it blew a
yellow fog into her face. She breathed it in without a twitch. Satisfied, it
flapped over to the demon, and did the same. He coughed in his sleep and
rolled over, but nothing more. The creature lifted into the air and flew out.
Circling uncertainty, it dived into another room. It was covered with white,
rectangular rock, and smelled of strange chemicals. The creature sneezed and
flew out, and into the next room. There was only one in this room, a pale
woman. The creature landed close to her face, and blew the yellow fog into her
mouth. She muttered something in her sleep and kicked, but did not wake. It
fell of the bed, managing to just catch itself in flight before landing on the hard
wood. It flew into a clothing cupboard before it reached the last room.
A man was snoring loudly beside a small dark haired female. The creature flew
over to the male, and breathed in his face. He snored even louder. The creature
was about to lift off when the women muttered "Aw, for Pete's sake!" The
creature leapt of the man and onto the floor just as the woman sat up and turned
the man roughly on his side. He stopped snoring. "Much better." the woman
sighed gratefully. The creature hissed angrily under its breath. The sun would
rise soon. It wouldn't have a chance to taint the woman. It slithered across the
floor, stopping only when a scale got caught in a splinter on the door. In its fury
it wrenched it out of the socket. Grumbling, it flew into the air. It soared down
over the stairs and out of the front door, pulling it shut behind it with a long
whip-like tail. The small yellow scale twinkled in the early dawn light.