Star here! Now this is my first Secret Saturdays Fanfcition, so I think the character may be a little OOC, but I'll try my best to make them like they are. Since I love to be all sarcastic and joke-away person I will add that half of my personality to Zak, 'cause hes like that too. Have fun reading and enjoy! :3
Thoughts Inside A Dream
A Dream
Thoughts When Awake
"Speaking Out Loud"
Regular Writing
Reading
!!I DO NOT OWN THE SECRET SATURDAYS!!
~ You're Friend And Writer, Star ;)
An Unleashing Collection
Chapter 1
A blood red sky was rolling over a city with broken down structures and craters that looked as if they were formed only minutes ago. Creatures that many humans were unfamiliar with hovered the sky bombing the buildings. Zak could see this, all of it, even the sounds and smells. Unexpectedly and reluctantly . . . he enjoyed it. Even though blood dyed the ground in a beautiful crimson delight as well as the walls around him. Zak couldn't see his body but all his attention was on his surroundings. More Cryptids came, all of them giving out their savage war cries, and some attacking any human they saw running away or hiding. He smiled maliciously. Soon the Cryptids in the middle of the group started separating in a line, turning to the side and bowing down as two dinosaur-like Cryptids came pulling a demonic-looking carriage. There was someone standing in that carriage, looking around with bloodlust and triumph of everything around them. He had cold, black eyes and a grey leather jacket, with ornage pants and an black shirt and black shoes. Even from Zak's distance away from the man he could tell that he smelled like death itself.
Bleh!, Zak complained in his head.
But the man's figure was still hidden by shadows. The dinosaur-like Cryptids pulled the carriage out of the shadows. Zak gasped and stood there in complete chock. Paralyzed. The evil figure that smelled like death and had made all the destruction past what Zak could have imagined was . . . was. . . .
Was Zak himself!
It can't be! No!, Zak screamed inside of his mind, which now seemed to be the only place Zak could stay sane at the moment. But it was too late . . . his mind was already crumbling into insanity. Luckily a bright flash of light came and he ended up back flat floating in red water, his arms and legs still in the water but there were chains around his ankles and wrist that made a path in endless darkness. He looked at the red water again. His clothes were soaked from head to the tip of the white star in his hair. He was just lying their until he looked around his surroundings. Dead corpses. Moving slowly in the blood by the small waves that pushed them. But now he didn't really sense any of his emotions, it was as if they didn't exist in him anymore, dying and soon to be end up dead, just like the bodies surrounding him.
No . . . its blood, Zak lifted his hand to confirm his thought. He was right. He'd never seen so much blood in his life.
I guess . . . these are all the people I have killed. . . .
His face had a frown plastered to it, possibly to never go away as long as he was there. He turned his head to the right and looked down into the blood. He say something dark squirming their way up to the surface where he was at. A white haired women broke the surface of the blood, he recognized her immediately.
Mom. . . .
". . . ." Zak opened his mouth but no words came out.
"Zak!" His mother's distressed call rang throughout the bloody sanctuary.
Zak's chains started to pull him up and a bright light appeared and vanished as soon as it came. An orb of fiery Orange aura came to him where the light had come.
"Do you want none of this to happen?" Questioned the fiery orange aura, Zak nodded, "Do you want to escape from all this blood and despair that surrounds you now, this Hell that you had created?"
Zak's chains shattered from his ankles and wrist, "Yes."
"Then accept me, and use me, your power!" Thundered the aura as it burst into an orb larger then a skylight building.
Zak reached his hand forward. . . .
No! Don't touch that-!
Too late. He grabbed it. He heard a shriek that would split the ears of a deaf person. He turned around. . . .
"AAH!!" Zak screamed. He looked around, ever thing in his dream -- or nightmare as you could call it -- wasn't there. He sighed. Fiskerton was by his sides in no time at all, and he heard the loud footsteps of his parents coming to his room. Komodo was at the foot of his bed, his dragon tongue coming in and out tasting the scent in the air. Zak sighed in exasperiation. He was home, safe, and there was no blood in sight. Zak thought if he saw more blood then he just did he would throw up for an hour. He patted Fisk on the chest and watched as his parents opened his bedroom door.
"Zak, are you alright, hun?" His mother, Drew Saturday, asked him but in a sweet, soft tone.
Zak nodded. Though he wasn't really telling the truth, he was shaking uncontrollably. This his parents could see. His Dad, Doc Saturday, walked up to him and Fiskerton moved to the side, he put a hand on Zak's shaking shoulders.
"We can all see that your not alright Zak. Now, what happened?" He said.
"Its fine. Just a dream, nothing to worry about." Zak said with a liable, reassuring smile. This isn't going to well. His mother looked at him quizically.
"More like a nightmare to me."
His Dad spoke up, "C'mon. Its time to get up anyways." Zak agreed, anyhting to end their conversation.
Zak watched his parents and Zon leave and got out of bed to change his walked up to him, with a hissing Komodo. "Waaza deh nu dwema awout a niggare Zak?"
"Yeah Fisk. Big nightmare. Horrible nightmare."
He changed into his regular outfit. Darkish yellow pants, his black shoes, an orange shirt with black sleavesthat had a snake-like S on its front side. Zak shivered when he remembered his nightmare after he looked himself over. He combed his messy spiked black and white hair back to its original nice spiky wonder. Zak headed out the door into the hall followed by Komodo and Fiskerton. He thought that maybe his Mom had already made breakfast and it was waiting for him right now. She did, he could smell it! Zak began to run to the kitchen, following the skerumchious smell of food. Zak skidded to a halt into the kitchen, Fisk stopped to late and he fell and landed on Zak. Fiskerton's furry brown body covered Zak from view of anybody and also they would be able to see him either. He grumbled from under Fiskerton and started to push his behemoth of a brother of of him with some small bits of laughter here and there. Fiskerton rolled off of him and Zak straightened up looking at the table. There was one plate along with one cup a juice, it had one egg, two bacon strips, and an apple.
Looks delicious! "Thanks Mom."
"Your welcome."
Zak, Fisk, and Komodo were heading to the control room at the head of the ship. Drew had told them to come on the intercom. The door slid open and they stepped inside, cluods raced by in the huge windows at the sides and front, his Mom and Dad were just unbuckling their seatbelts. Zak's parents headed toward them. He looked up, "Is something wrong? Did the Secret Scientist find us again?"
"No. We just need another location, too many cryptids have been popping up and we need to find the right one to stop. Theres to many to decide from." Doc said, sighing, and obiviously, ignoring to bring up what had happened in Antartica.
"But, how could we help?"
"You can help us choose."
"Alright!" Zak said punching on fist into the air and jogging up to his seat above his parents. His seat didnt have any controls like theirs did, but he was satisfied. Doc and Drew climbed over to their seats and his Mom click the bottom which showed the locations of all the cryptids activity on the map of the world.
"You ready Zak?"
He nodded. Zak raised up his hand and closed his eyes. He concentrated, his powers activate, he checked through every cryptid on the map when he opened his eyes again reading all the names of the cryptids. His power increased on only one,in the location of Bladenboro, North Carolina.
"There! That one, um, Bladenboro." He announced.
His Mom turned to look at the name of the cryptid, then turned to Zak surprised.
"Quite a preculiar one to pick Zak, isn't it?" She pointed at the name and information.
- Cryptid Information -
Name: Vampire Beast; Beast of Bladenboro
Species: Blood-sucking, felid
Appearence: Black furred, but some parts light tan, with red eyes that could turn to a light pink in the sunlight, about the size of a black panther
Location: Bladenboro, North Carolina
Information Known: Kills livestock and many humans, said to suck all blood in their body's and leave them thier half torn apart. Has been sighted since the two brothers R.L. Bridger and H.C. Bridger died.
How It Came To Be: Unkown
"But its interesting, right? I mean, were supposed to protect the people and the cryptid, but this cryptid is killing humans as well, so shouldn't we fix the problem between this kitty cat and the humans?" Zak said with slight obvious meaning and mock, shrugging up his hands as he did with a smile.
Drew looked at him for a second, "Alright. Buckle in kid were heading off now!"
Zak walked back slowly to his place on his seat with Fiskerton, Komodo, and Zon standing right by Zak's seat. "Hanf on you guys." Zak commented looking over at them. Fiskerton crosed his arms and mumbled something, Komodo hissed. "Your choice." Zak turned his head back to the windows in the front as his Dad set the location to Bledenboro, North Carolina. Drew pushed the button to speed there trip up and the ship jerked sending the two cryptids to fall backwards with a loud 'Bang!'. Zak laughed loudly, and it echoed throughout the airship.
Its Star again! I hope you liked this Chappy, I'm sorry if its kinda . . . *Ahem* grodey at the beginning. . . . I had a dream and it turned into a first chapter of a Fanfiction. That would be all!
~ Yours Truly, Star ;)