Shallow Grave
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Chapter 1
"Come on get going shrimp" Duncan said, pushing Cody forward, "You want in don't you?"
Cody looked back at the assorted teens ironically named Duncan's gang. It consisted of DJ Gabriel, Trent Morrison, Geoff Vickers, Trent's girlfriend Gwen Abrams and last but not least Duncan Masters himself. He had wanted so badly to belong to any group, he was a class a loser, Duncan's gang was his one chance at having friends.
"Yeah… yeah" he said weakly.
"Okay all you gotta do is go into the house, walk upstairs to the master bedroom and bring back one of the valuables left in there" Duncan instructed, before shoving Cody again.
Cody nodded weakly and started walking up to the house. The weeds had overgrown the yard, the windows were cracked and broken, giving off the image of mouths filled with jagged teeth ready to rip anyone apart who would reach in. he climbed the steps to the front door. He grabbed the knob, before looking over his shoulder to see the other watching.
He turned the knob and pushed the door open slowly, it let out a loud squeak of protest as it was pushed open. Cody gulped and walked inside. His footsteps seemed to echo in the darkness. As he started for the stairs the door swung shut with a loud bang, causing the boy to jump.
Deep in the dark of the cellar something awoke, it's ears could hear Cody's heartbeat, frantic as the darkness enveloped him on his way, it could smell the blood in his veins. It licked it's dry lips and quickly and quietly followed, wanting to preserve the chase as long as possible.
Cody climbed the stairs to the second floor slowly, each of step creaked under his weight, until one of them gave way, causing his foot to fall through. He quickly pulled his foot free and made it to the top of the stairs. He felt a pain in his calf and looked to see his jeans had ripped and there was a six inch bleeding cut from the splintered wood.
"That's gonna hurt tomorrow" he said aloud, his voice echoing in the emptiness of the house. He continued on and used his hand to feel along the wall, it ran over paintings and pictures that couldn't been seen in the pitch black. Cody stopped and turned his head slightly, listening intently. He thought he heard faint footsteps from somewhere else in the house. He shrugged his shoulders and continued on.
It watched carefully from the shadows as the boy walked from the door to the stairs, before beginning his ascent. It slowly walked to the foot of the stairs and watched as his foot fell through. The boy pulled it free with ease and climbed the rest of the way up and examine his leg. It's mouth began to water as it watched the blood ooze from the wound, it began it's own ascent after the boy, who felt along the wall in the dark, it could see him perfectly. The boy stopped and looked back, causing it to stop as it's prey cocked it's head to listen.
Cody entered the master bedroom and began to search for something. He pulled out drawers and rifled through them quickly before moving on to the next one. Cody felt the urge to look over his shoulder but all he could see was darkness. Unease was growing in his gut at the house. He looked over at the windows and made his way over and looked out. They were gone, he sighed and turned to leave, but was startled by a man standing behind him.
"Hello my friend" he said kindly, extending a gloved hand, "My name is Marcus Valtorn ."
What struck Cody about the man was he was beautiful. His hair was a golden blond, slicked back, his eyes were a deep blue that seemed to mesmerize him, his skin was an alabaster white. And his clothes were different, a red sequin sleeveless vest, a white cuffed shirt, black hunting breeches, topped off by old fashioned knee high boots.
"Uh nice to meet you" Cody said uneasily, grasping the hand and shaking it, "I'm Cody Walker."
"A pleasure" Marcus replied, lowering his hand, "What are you doing here?"
"Well some of the kids from school said I could join their group if I came here and brought back a valuable" Cody replied, scratching the back of his head nervously. Marcus only smiled again and nodded.
"Trying to make friends by doing something stupid and illegal" Marcus said, "I remember that."
"Yeah but uh I have to go" Cody said.
"Quite right go on then" he said, as Cody tried to step around him Marcus would step in front of him, "I thought you had to go."
"You keep stepping in my way." Cody replied, becoming uncomfortable.
"Am I? I had no idea, well don't I feel foolish" Marcus said, stepping aside, as Cody walked by Marcus turned, "Oh one thing, can I trouble you for a bite?"
Cody turned around and looked at the man confused. This guy was creeping him out, all the warning bells in his head were going off. But the words came out before he realized he'd said them.
"Yeah sure."
"Thank you" Marcus said, he grabbed Cody by the front of his shirt and lifted him off the floor, his feet dangled helplessly. Marcus' eyes changed from blue to green like a cats, his lips curled back to reveal two large fangs. He tossed Cody on the bed and before the teen could react leaped on him quickly and bit his neck.
"Get off! Get the fuck off!" Cody shouted, punching at the man's upper body weakly, until his hands fell to his sides limply. Marcus smacked his lips as the blood flowed out, Cody's vision started to swim and went dark.
Marcus after finishing stood up and wiped his mouth off with a handkerchief from his breast pockets. His eyes turned back to blue and he looked at the form of Cody lying on the bed, blood had already stained the sheets.
"Well I needed to start somewhere" he said, picking up Cody bridal style and carried him down to the cellar, before placing him on the dirt floor gently, "Rest now for tomorrow, it begins."
END CHAPTER 1
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