Hey, so I decided to write some more horror FanFic's. I put this under 'Romance' because I am planning on having major Maltara later. Also, just as a random side note, the location of this story (Angel's Island) is based off of a real place.
It's raining as I pull onto the bridge, and because of this I can't see two feet in front of me. The wooden bridge cracks beneath my car's weight, and I can't help but wonder how the bridge can even hold its own weight. Because of the heavy rain I nearly run into the large stone barriers blocking the path ahead of me, and I don't even see the woman running out to my car. I roll down my window as she approaches, wondering if I've taken a wrong turn.
"Are you lost?" she asks, peeking out from under her umbrella.
"Isn't this the bridge to Angel's Island?"
"Yeah…who are you anyways?".
I pull out my badge, figuring the road may be blocked off because of the case Natara was sent here for. "Detective Fallon, SFPD. I'm here to investigate the recent arson fires. I was supposed to meet my partner, Special Agent Williams, over an hour ago" I glance at the permanent-looking stone barriers on the bridge. "Is there another way in? I was supposed to—".
"Fires?" she says, looking at me strangely. "What do you mean 'fires'? The only fire I know of happened over twenty years ago, and since then this whole town's been abandoned. The only reason I'm here is to make sure no vandals come in, it's still dangerous. They still say the fire still burns underground…it was a coal mining town after all. The remaining coal's still burning, there's dangerous fumes leaking out everywhere, I doubt your friend went in there".
I pull out my cell phone to call Natara, thinking she might be right, but find I have no service.
"Look, I suggest you turn around. I've had to chase vandals out of here before. All I know that there's something just not right with this town. It's real creepy, you know?".
"I thought you said it was abandoned".
"It is" she says "It's just…this whole place…it just feels alive. Besides, the whole place's filled with cracks in the road from the fire and there are bogs all over the woods. Take one wrong step and you're dead. I'm telling you, just go look for your friend elsewhere".
I nod and she turns around, her silhouette fading in the rain. I wait until her figure disappears into the mist, then park and get out. I know Natara said she was going to Angel's Island. I know she got a call from their police department, begging for our help to solve a case with a serial arsonist, and that she accepted since it since it was only one county out of our jurisdiction. I know this is where she said she was going. I run through the rain, climbing over the stone barriers to the other side. It's almost like the world transforms on the other side of the barrier. The ground's littered with dead leaves and pine needles, vines reaching across the wood like bizarre green veins. Oddly enough, the moment I cross over it stops raining. I walk across the damp layer of rotting leaves until the bridge ends, and a dying forest begins. Dead and rotting trees reach up to the sky like giant skeletal hands, their leaves rotting on the forest floor. The forest's odd and uninviting, and it's obvious that the forest is not natural, as each of the trees are planted in perfect alignment. Despite the woman's warning, I blindly made my way into the woods, my footsteps muffled by the silence around me. I only make it a few feet, but suddenly the ground gives way beneath me and I come to a stop. I try to pull my foot out, but I'm already being sucked down, unable to move.
This was exactly what the woman warned me about. I'm being sucked down into a bog.
Before I can even try to get out again I'm buried up to my knees in mud, and as I try to get out I only I'm only sucked down faster. The muck reaches my waist…then my chest. I raise my arms above me, hoping the woman was lying about this place being abandoned and that someone would see me. I stop struggling, dreading what's coming next. The bog is going to rise above my mouth and nose, and in my last horrifying moment there will be no sound. I won't be able to scream, I will never come out.
The water bubbles, pulling me down further until it's up to my neck. The water's touch is cold and final, and I tilt my head up in hopes of a few more moments of air. The stench of mud and rotting leaves is overwhelming, and I know this vile air would be where my last breath comes from. The water is up to my chin now, taking me down centimeter by centimeter.
That's when I see it, a silhouette with a slight frame. At first I think it's Natara, or even the woman from earlier, but as they approach it takes more of a masculine shape.
"Don't move!" the man's voice calls, and I see him remove something from his back. It's a hunting bow, and I see him take an arrow from his quiver as if he's about to shoot me. Oh well, at least it'll be quicker than drowning. But then I see him attach something to the arrow, and I watch as it sails towards me and lands harmlessly just to my left. Attached to it is a rope. I grab it, and as soon as I do I feel a strong tug at the end. Before I know it I've been pulled out, and I'm sputtering for air at the feet of my savior. But when I look up, I see he's loaded another arrow, and it's pointing straight at me. The person holding it is a boy, seventeen at the most. His hair is almost long enough to reach his eyes and it's a soft copper color, plastered down with sweat. He's thin, but muscular with shifty, distrusting, brown eyes.
"What the hell were you doing?".
"Drowning…what did it look like?" I respond sarcastically. It looks like that woman was wrong, there are people still here.
"Haru!" I hear the shrill voice of a small girl call "Where are you?".
"Hannah, stay where you are!" the boy apparently called Haru yells back, quickly glancing in the voice's direction. He looks back at me, still aiming an arrow at my brain.
"What the hell are you doing here?".
"I'm looking for someone" I say quickly.
"Impossible, no ones come here in over twenty years. Your friend isn't here, and I suggest you leave".
"Look" I say, shivering as I get up. Haru looks like he wants me to stay down, but doesn't threaten to shoot. "I know she's here, I was supposed to meet her here".
Haru keeps his arrow in his bow, but his face softens slightly. His eyes become less narrow, revealing the soft green color that they really are. "Fine, I'll hear you out. But let's get back to town first, this isn't the best place to talk".
"You don't say" I comment sarcastically. He smiles slightly, removing his arrow from his bow and returning it to it's quiver in one fluid and practiced motion.
"Hannah!" he calls, and a moment later a girl of maybe twelve comes trotting out of the woods. I don't get a good look at the girl, because Haru's jabbing me in the back to tell me to move forwards. It's obvious that he doesn't trust me, and that he cares greatly for the girl, because from the corner of my eye I can see him draw Hannah closer to hide her behind himself.
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