The streets of London was eerily quiet tonight. It was as if everyone had died off and London was no longer populated. The moon was bright behind the thick clouds that sheltered it from the events that were going to occur. An old man was preparing his boat for a trip to Ireland with his son at dawn. He was about to leave when a bright light shone on him. He turned around only to see a ferry approaching closer.

"What the bloody hell? What's a Ferry doing around here?" He questioned.

The ferry quickly stopped and people jumped down, screaming for help.

"HELP US!" A woman shouted

The man rushed over to the commotion.

"What the bloody hell is going on."

"I dunno some kind of sickness, THEIR PELTING EACH OTHER AND EATIN IT RAW FOR CHRIST SAKES!" She shouted crying

"I apologize, its just they got our old man. I dunno what's going on. their minds are all warped" A teenage male stated, putting his arm around his sister. "I witnessed it happen I tried to save the bloke but I was to late."

"Their eating each other?" The man asked, still flabbergasted at the fact that what they said was true

Another boy behind them, came up limping.

"Oi Tommy you alright mate?" He asked

"I have to live for my mammy." The other male smile, coughing up blood

"That isn't good, I'll call ambulance." The man said rushing to his phone.

"There's a girl in there, she aint looking to well." Tommy said, wiping the blood from his mouth

"Where?" The boy asked

"She's just in her car, I think she'll live"

Men entered the ferry only to see the woman dead in her car, a bite wound on shoulder. They stated that they would leave the body there and return to get it in the daylight but that their main concern was the alive and injured.

The man stared off as the ambulance rode off with the people. He turned back to the rusty ferry. A low snarl echoed.

"Oi! Is there anyone there?" He asked, seeing a slim figure in the distance.

He began approaching the ferry slowly and cautiously. "This is not bloody funny, get out." He ordered

Another snarl was heard, much closer and louder. He was about to get unto the fairy. Something quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him down. He looked to see who it was and saw his eldest son.

"Bloody hell Wilson you git, near scared the crap out of me." He scolded

"Pa, What W-what is that?" The boy said, backing away

"Don act like you've never seen a ferry before."

"Dad, run." The boy stated, fear in his eyes

"Why would I run, you should run before I beat some sense into you."

"Dad, please run." The boy said falling to the floor, crawling backwards

"Your scaring me boy, if this is one of you bloody joke then I swear-" He said before he was caught off by a stinging agonizing pain searing through his arm. He quickly pulled it away to see that it was bleeding. A woman stood before him, She was splattered in blood and her eyes were bloodshot red, the little veins in them popping out. She hissed before launching herself at him. He was tackled down and raised his arm to stop her, she bit deep into his arm, sinking her teeth into him, ripping his flesh from his arm. He screamed and was going to pass out from the pain when his son kicked the woman off. She got on all fours raised her head and let out a loud screech. She ran toward the two males reaching her arms out to grab them. He dodged her and ran yanking his son with him. They ran around the woods back to his cabin. The woman had disappeared and but they still ran the fear keeping them from stopping. They busted into his cabin and shut the door quickly.

"Lock the door, board it up." The man ordered.
"Dad your bit," The boy said in shock

"Focus on your brother. Make sure he's alright and well, we don't have time to worry about me." He ordered

His son nodded and ran to his younger brother's room. His brother laid there sleeping unaware of the events taking place. All three of them were unaware of the events taking place, in Northern Ireland, Ireland, and now England. Another screeched echoed into the house, Louder and closer. His younger brother woke up frightened.

"Where's dad? What was that noise?" He shouted.

"It's alright Tom just lay under the bed." His older brother, said fear resonating in his tone

"Why? What's going on?"

"Just do it Tom and don't come out no matter what the hell you hear." He ordered

His younger brother nodded and went underneath the bed. He heard his brother walk away and heard his screaming and shouting at his father. He saw the feet enter the room and froze, he saw blood dripping unto the wood floor. He saw his brothers body fall, his eyes dull with a single tear. He saw his father eating his brother's organs and ripping him apart. He covered his mouth in fear. His father ate his brother. He closed his eyes and reopened them, screaming when his eyes met the red eyes that held no emotion but hunger and hatred. But those screams were not the only screams within the cold night

~~~~~~~Author Note:~~~~~~~~

I own nothing but the idea and the story plot. I hope you guys enjoy this. There will be pairings later ahead and I will add some if you wish.