Hey guys, I'm back with another story! First of all, however, here's the prologue.
Iris is portrayed by Kerry Washington
Professor Miles King is portrayed by Tom Hardy
Kenny is portrayed by Grant Gustin
Dylan is portrayed by Amber Heard
In the dark of night, a woman, at about the age of 35 years old, rushed across the Hastings Hill University campus, almost running to get up into the loft above the bookstore. She pulled her keys out, the sound of the key's clinking against each other making her curse under her breath, as were the sounds of her high heels against the concrete.
She wanted to be as silent as possible.
Getting to the door, she looked through her key ring for the correct one as she heard sounds from behind her. Someone was following her.
The woman moved too quickly and dropped her keys. She immediately dropped to her knees and picked up the correct key, shoving it into the hole in the door quickly, looking behind her as she turned it.
There was a shadow in the trees nearby, and the key was stuck in the hole.
"Damn it!" She exclaimed out loud, pulling the key out so hard that she fell back in her white pencil skirt onto the dirty concrete. The woman looked back, seeing the creature still staring at her, not having moved a muscle.
She pushed herself hastily to her feet and rushed into the building, locking the glass doors behind her. She looked outside, but nothing was there.
"Where are you Klesa?" She whispered, looking around, but continuing to see nothing. Despite seeing nothing, she pulled the blinds down after chaining the doors shut from the inside, as she did nearly every night, no matter what happened. She knew she could get attacked at anytime.
The strange thing, however, is that Klesa had never attacked her. Klesa would stalk her around the campus, but had never actually came out of the shadows to grab her or harm her. She simply watched the woman.
"Iris?" A tired voice said from behind her, getting her attention. Iris turned suddenly, seeing a male figure in the dark of the room. The male flipped the light switch on, revealing his and Iris' face.
Iris was about 5'4, with dark skin, brown eyes, and black hair, with beautiful features. She wore a black shirt tucked into a white pencil skirt and black high heels. She looked very professional. The young man, about the age of 21, however, had pale skin, brown hair, and blue eyes. He wore a black long sleeved shirt with blue jeans, and dark sneakers. He also wore a pair of black framed glasses on his face.
"Kenny," She said, a hand on her chest. "You scared me." Iris told him, trying to blow off what had just happened.
Kenny raised an eyebrow at her. "Were you attacked?" He asked, crossing his arms. He obviously knew that something else happened - something she wasn't telling him.
The older woman shrugged, setting down her black bag. "No, like usual. Klesa just stalked me, like she's been doing for the past month or so. I don't understand what her goal is."
"Maybe to see if you've done anything about her and the demons," Kenny told her, making her scowl at him. "Well, it's true. I've seen Dnais stalking me too. They're waiting to see if we make a move, Iris, and we should."
Iris sat down in front of the desk, where Kenny was sitting. She sighed. "I don't know, Kenny. It might be too soon."
"It's never too soon to start saving the world." Kenny pointed out, giving her a pointed look. "Besides, you and I both heard about the so called 'alien' attacks. What do we plan to do about that? Just sit back and see if Professor King can handle it?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "Professor King has nothing to do with this."
Kenny scoffed. "Oh really? Look at this," He reached over and turned on the TV nearby, turning the channel to the news.
"Professor Miles King from Hastings Hill University, a man who has earned a Nobel Prize from his research and discovery of extraterrestrial life, has a few words on how to combat these deadly creatures," The news reporter said, standing next to a lightly tanned man with brown hair and green eyes. He looked to be around 40 and wore a suit.
The man, Miles King, took the microphone from her. "Thank you, Karen," Miles began talking. "I don't believe these creatures to be aliens, however - they are more likely demons sent from hell and Satan himself." He said, making Iris and Kenny roll their eyes. "We can try to rack up on police officers and militant forces, but I think what we should really do is hope and pray for..."
"Okay, I've had enough." Iris muttered, clicking the television off. "He's just a cocky bastard - he doesn't know anything."
"Well, he does know that they're demons," Kenny pointed out. "Though, they're not sent from Satan."
"They do come from the underworld," Iris said, giving him a look. "And, even if Miles may know that, he doesn't know how to solve the situation. Praying won't help - we need to take action."
Kenny gave a smirk. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Iris nodded. "Get the morphers and tech ready. We need a group of rangers for this."
- PRED-
A young woman stood outside of her two-story house, looking up at it as her white mustang idly hummed next to her. She stood at about 5'8 with pale skin, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and beautiful features. She wore a white, off-shoulder wrap crop top, black leggings, and brown, heeled booties. She also had a black bomber jacket in the car passenger seat, and had a diamond stud in the right side of her nose. She was around 20 years old.
"Dylan," A voice called, and she turned to see her great grandfather, Eugene, walking out of the house to send her off. Behind him was his son, and Dylan's great uncle, Lee. "So, this is it, isn't it?"
Dylan nodded, giving them a pursed lip smile. "Yeah, I guess it is." She looked down at the ground. "I wish my mom was here to see this."
"I know," Eugene said. "I wish so too, and so does she. Hopefully she can come see you when she gets back from Kansas."
She scoffed. "Maybe." Dylan quickly ran forward and gave her grandfather a tight hug, and he returned it strongly. "I'll miss you so much."
Eugene buried his face in her shoulder, nodding. She could feel tears on her shoulder. "I'll miss you too, Dylan." He let go and kissed her on the top of the head, smiling with tears in his eyes.
Dylan turned to Lee, smirking. "I'll miss you, too, Commander." The two shared a laugh, and a quick hug, before Dylan walked back over to her car. She opened the drivers door, and took one long look at the house and everything, before getting into her car.
She wiped a few tears from her eyes, turned on the radio, and drove off, waving at the two as she made her way past the house, heading towards Hastings Hill.
Okay, there's the prologue! I'll see you with the next chapter soon!
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