It Started On Watling Street

by joshman217

William Chesterton's life is about to change. One night he is attacked by a strange creature and saved by a mysterious man. As strange events keep occurring around him; he, along with his friend Ariel, investigates further and what they find will open their eyes to a whole galaxy of wonders. Their lives will never be the same.

1. Monsters Are Due On Watling Street

IT STARTED ON WATLING STREET

1: Monsters Are Due On Watling Street

William Chesterton woke to the sound of rain pattering on his roof. Warily, he glanced at the clock beside his bed, reading "2:00 AM" displayed in glowing red letters. He groaned, why must he wake up at this ungodly hour? As he settled down to go back to sleep, his vain attempt at peaceful slumber was rudely interrupted by a high pitched wail. Startled, he sat up in bed rapidly. Was someone in trouble? Abandoning the thought of adequate rest, he got out of bed and pulled his shoes on, wrapping his dressing gown around him as he made his way carefully downstairs, making sure not to disturb the other occupants of his house. Slowly opening the door he made his way outside, the cold night air hitting him like a sharp knife and clearing his mind of any lingering drowsiness.

"Hello?" he called, stepping out of the gate and into the street.

The night was still and silent and he started to think that it was just a cat that had disturbed him. He abandoned that thought a few seconds later when he found himself face to face with a hooded… thing. That was the only way he could describe it, as it's only distinguishing feature was the fact that any distinguishing feature was hidden in a long dark cloak, but it definitely didn't seem human. It raised it's head and looked him in the face with one glistening yellow eye, letting out another high pitched scream.

"Argh!"

This time, he was at a close enough proximity to have his eardrums assaulted. He clapped his hands over his hears and doubled over in pain. There was something otherworldly about the noise and it seemed to penetrate into his very soul. He was still trying to register what was happening when he found himself knocked flying in the opposite direction to the hooded creature and out of the range of its ear-piercing scream. Gathering his senses, he looked up from the ground to see the creature sprinting and leaping away with a tall, oddly dressed man in hot pursuit. Hunter and hunted had disappeared around the corner before he could register anything else about the two strange individuals. It was at this point that he gave up on trying to figure things out and stealthily made his way back into the house.