Rain splashes down the wind screen of a car that is driving down the abandoned waste lands of the country side, a group sit together in the car, most of them seem like jocks or indifferent to common dress. Only one sits staring out the window in a bored yawn, her friends had dragged her away from the city on one of their 'ghost hunting' roadtrips. The young mouse brown haired woman wears a black strap shirt with long cloth red and black striped sleeves, with a collar that is open and held apart by a leather strap, a black bow sits around this. The shirt has zips that go up and sit on the top of either one of her mounds, around the low-cut top is a red sash that holds her in and forms her hour glass figure.
Around either of her sleeves is the same red ribbon but it crosses over each other and seperates out letting some of the shirt underneath be seen, from her waist down she had a short black frill skirt that oomph's out at the back into pink layers with black frill lace merging with the edges, red tights that match cling to her thigh's as she flicks her leg over to let her vans kick in a bored manner. The golden gleam in her innocent eyes are a match for pure gold as she stares out at the storm, thunder and lashing rain that hit's the ground like bullets digging away at the earth fearlessly.
Shuddering she pulls her scarf tighter while putting the panda head earphones further over so she can keep warm and block out her friend's noisy chattering down the phone to her parents. One of the 3 males holding up a video camera and talking into it about what they where doing, momentarily she had been listening to 'The end' by Blue October while her eyes trail the bleak nothingness of farmland. Her eyes shoot to something black and ominous like a fast moving smoke streaming across the muddy earth, it stops then seems to disperse into the darkness when she rubs her eyes and pulls away from the seat making the seatbelt squeak. Someone pulls away her headphone to speak.
"what's wrong Sybilla?" the teen next to her with glasses enquires biting on the stick in his hand, another with slick hair that reminded her of a greaser looks out the window then at her.
"nothing…" she calmly speaks pushing the headphones back up as they pull over to switch drivers, this time Sybilla had to drive as she holds up her umbrella to stop the rain, she stares out at the fields that are hidden by long corn and other things. Getting back in she slams the door shut and starts to drive while listening to her music again, the brunette's eyes widen she see's something laying on the ground making her pull over. Herself and one other gets out to come closer, the video camera rolling as they step towards it, it was large in size and had thread like insect wings sticking out of it.
"what is this thing…" one girl kneels to get a better look while Sybilla holds her umbrella over the white mask to get a better look at it.
"looks like a warthog with wings…Max, Brian help me put it onto the car" a teenage girl speaks as they glance at it in an unsure manner.
"it's not a real animal, relax" Sybilla had gone back to staring out at the crops when the strange black smoke follows a figure that creeps in the distance going towards something but in a flash of lightening he and the fog is gone leaving nothing in the empty abyss. Shaking her head the brunette shudders while pulling at her skirt and get's back into the car to buckle up, the strange creatures claw curves around the side of car as if holding on as they drive.
After an hour of slow driving the group had finally found the large and unused mansion that had been deserted of anyone living there a few years back, it had been a casino, burial sight and hotel but all of these where evacuated because of strange and obscene happenings. Priests of the local church had warned them not to go because it was cursed by the devil himself, the large house was surrounded by hatred, curses and greed but that didn't stop them from going. Sybilla had been dragged though, if it where up to her she would have been at home right now watching a film and cuddling a pillow while waiting for her beloved to call and ask how she was, all she wanted was a warm bed and a comforting cuddle; not a group of noisy couples, a camera and the talk of -ghosts-.
There was no such thing and it was all in their heads, in her honest opinion they were here to make love without parents needing to get in the way, she knew that much because of the alcohol they had brought by the military division. The paint had been chipping and the walls worn away to let the several old paint jobs through, the large doorway had a circular and ruined carpet while the large stairs lead towards the second of four floors. Dropping the heavy beast down next to the brunette she glances at it as two of them go down to switch the electricity on, it was a surprise for them that it still worked after being abandoned for so long. The group circle the creature while Brian speaks to the camera as usual.
"hello and welcome to Master Ghost Hunter's! currently we made it to the old mansion for our official ghost hunt, with us we have the lovely ghost hunter Claire!…and Max to my left and Maria to my right. Here I am, Brain, stuck in the middle and then we have our newest group member…" the camera moves from the flirting women and flexing men to the young woman kneeling towards the beast and looking at the thread.
"Sybilla! She may not look like much but with her uncanny fashion statement, we might actually lure a few out!" this makes the teen stand up and scowl at the camera defiantly, the blonde Claire just wraps an arm around her and laughs.
"she's just camera shy…down here we have an odd toy that was spotted in the middle of the road" they kick it over onto its back to tape more of it.
"probably just a prop from the old casino…Sybilla it's a welcoming present from us" Maria giggles seeing a photo to look at but she doesn't give it any other interest before skipping to the living room to get the fireplace going, the brunette grunt's at the offer but glances back down at it.
"what are you supposed to be…warthog-dog?" sighing at this she takes its claw to pull it up to its feet and start to drag it towards the upstairs, she takes a room farthest from them on the second floor where there is a large bed and fancy drapes.
"Sybilla, your supposed to be…" Brian had come up looking for her but pauses to find her sitting between the creatures legs and listening to music while staring blankly at a text, her dream world rising from its grave to a reply from her boyfriend. Sighing she nuzzles tighter into the puppet to read it over and over again, more of the puppets had been around the room watching as the tall ginger teen slowly walks away deciding it was best he let her have time alone.
The smile creeping up Sybilla's face was light and angelic as she gets up to spin like a schoolgirl with a deep crush on someone, tripping over she gets up onto her hands and knee's to rub her head with a groan. About to sit down something had brushed up against her skirt making her turn to find the creature had 'fallen' with her and was now leaning over her making them both sit in a dog style position. Pushing the beast backwards with a blush she puts it back against the wall to make sure it doesn't fall again, luckily Brian had left before seeing that.
Meanwhile Brian had been walking the dark corridors of the third floor, camera in hand as he glances around the old rooms that are empty or have papers strewn around. Talking into the camera he starts to video an old doll with one missing eye, a side of its face burnt and one blue eye wide open, its blonde hair had started falling out making it look just a little like chucky, the ruined thread when pulled made it say 'un' in a creepy and broken voice. Something creeps around behind him as he turns with the camera to find it empty, staring at the video he turns back around to see the rest of the room.
"so far, there hasn't been any ghost activity but it's not late enough just yet" he speaks in a slow and mysterious voice walking out from the room and to trace the dark ominous corridor, creeping closer towards a large room he tries to open the door but finds it locked. Something crackles behind him as he spins around to flick the camera around, his eyes shooting to the side to find it had started to fizzle and crumble from some kind of radio disturbance. The crackling right in his ear makes him turn around again in a panic to find nothing, stepping backwards his eyes come face to face with bright green and crimson elusive eyes that start to glare. Holding up the camera he starts to tape with awe.
"I think…I think I may have found a ghost" he slowly speaks glancing through the silver video camera, the stern scowl decrease's so slight confusion.
"I'm going to try make contact with it now, my name is Brian…do you have a name?" he enquires glancing up at it's eyes quietly before watching the creature shift across the dark recesses of the ceiling to be above him, he steps backwards in the small frame of light to stare.
"can you….understand me?" he slowly speaks watching the ghost's eyes slit, the camera fizzling as the ginger haired teen stays in the light that the creature seems to circle with annoyance, the crackling starting again as he foolishly starts to follow the eyes towards the darkness as if in a trans. The creature tries to grab his ankle as he falls backwards dropping the camera with him, through out the house there is a loud echoing screech for help making everyone widen their eyes. Sybilla awakes with a start in the arms of one of the black creatures, groaning she stares at the dusty floor before getting up onto her hip to look around the lit room. Standing up shakily Max bursts in and shoots his head around in a panic.
"Sybilla, have you seen Brian? We heard screaming…" the brunette pushes down her creased skirt and begins to trot off with Max to see where he had gone, they went down while she went to the next floor. Walking the dark outlet of the corridor Sybilla stops to glance down on the camera in the dim lighting from the moon, glancing around she bends down and picks it up before rewinding. Eyes widening when she watches the camera following something with strange eyes, it is dropped and everything goes black before turning back on to video the darkness.
Shaking she stares at it with shock until shouting is heard from downstairs, running with the camera in hand she skids to the stairs and down to meet the group staring up at something. Upon a wall is a strange set of letters jumbled together in animals blood, a heart strewn on the ground that had most likely been used to do it. Sybilla hands over the camera for them to see before they start to contemplate what was going on.
"Brian must have done this to scare us" Maria stares calmly while the brunette stands next to her, the golden eyes squint in thought.
"but why would he run away on us like that?" this question spurs some thought before someone speaks.
"probably edited the video and did this so that what ever he found could be kept all to him self so he'd make the money" they nod at this except for Sybilla who stares quietly at it, her eyes glancing to the window when something runs past, she see's the car gone making her contemplate this idea and accept it.
"I need a shower…" Sybilla groans heading back towards her bedroom, the old lights flickering as she steps through the door and shuts it behind her. The puppets still sitting about where she had left them as she pulls her shirt off and slips out of the skirt to throw onto the bed, she had brought towels for the occasion since it would most likely be dirty. Striding in the commando into the bathroom she starts to run the water while tightening a towel around her body to keep warm, one of the black beasts sat in the large bath that has a bubble massage inserted in it to her joy. Getting in she glances at the black beast curiously, it looked like you where supposed to sit on it like a kind of comfy chair. This must have been used for the head of company for business meetings or something, skimming the water she stands in front of it in thought before putting her hands on the held up arms for support.
On sitting down she squeals when something slips inside of her, eyes wide as she bursts up to stare down in the water, hand delving slowly to grip something that resembled a shaft. Running her hand along it she turns to stare up at the masked beast quietly then back at the murky water, this must have been some kind of devise the person used on any girl he brought to the spa like bath. Slitting her eyes Sybilla glances around before twisting to face the beasts then sits down again letting it's unnaturally large manhood slip back inside, groaning a flushed blush rises up her cheeks as she reaches behind it looking for a way to switch it on.
"its just a pleasure devise, its not like I'll lose my virginity using it…oh if the sisters at church hear about this" she mumbles pressing harder along its body to check for any kind of button.
"how do I turn this thing on…" running delicately over it the movements cause the hard member to rub against her sweetest spot and please her. With a groan a small click is heard from her pressing something that just felt like more thread. To her surprise it suddenly shifts to grip her shoulders, in alarm she stares as it suddenly pull her up and plunge her back down against the shaft making Sybilla moan loudly.
"oh…Kami…" her eyes widening to it slamming inside of her heat again, sliding her hands she looks for any kind of options for it.
"couldn't this…ah…thing just go…ah...uh…faster…" she groans rolling her eyes back as she leans into the black puppet, touching something it suddenly deepens its self inside of her while moving upwards quickly, she knew that this kind of rough housing could cause innocence problems but she would make it up to her gods later.
"feels…uh...uh…so good!" she moans loudly causing the bathroom to echo her needing breaths and moans for more, knowing full well someone could possibly hear it.
The beasts claws shift to grip her hips tightly and slam as hard as it could into Sybilla's tight clapping ring, her breath hitching and her pleads bounce off the four white walls in the room while the reddening of her cheeks brightens and her mouth moans when the creature's shaft hits her sweetest spot over and over drawing her closer and closer to her edge, white blotches growing as she feels her self suddenly spur out of control and feel the creature clamp down on her thigh and shoulder to ride its own out and into her when her heat clamps down tightening the already constricted muscle.
Leaning against its chest she pants quietly to her self trying to regain some of her strength.
"I…should do…that more often" she gasps glancing at the black seeping from her when she gets up.
"looks like I'll have to rerun the bath…" a small shudder creeps up her spine when the passing pleasure subsides leaving her with a thin sheet of sweat, glancing at the beast she glances at the shaft then thinks quietly to her self, the thought of practising her mouth is shaken off as she changes the water and starts to wash her hair quickly then go to bed.
Not that she could sleep after what she had just done, for comfort she had shifted one of the beasts onto the bed to cuddle into and stare into space against.
"…I wish the phones worked, then I could at least attempt to call him" staring at the ceiling with a couple blinks she turns over to roll her finger on the black creature's chest quietly.
"I wonder what he's going right now…I heard he was going to be studying at a friends" curling up her knee's she pulls the beasts claw up and around her to try ease the loneliness.
"I bet he's thinking about me right now…maybe he's worried that he can't get through to me?" pulling out her phone she glances at it to see the bars where on full, ringing his mobile she finds it switched off making her sigh again.
"maybe it's too late?…it is 9pm" humming to her self she puts the phone back onto her table and nuzzles into the black stitched chest peacefully. "I'll call him in the morning" she sighs closing her eyes to let the silver moon outside glow through instead, slowly dozing off into the dreamscape to the soothing sound of the rain outside.