Title: The Blood Collector
Author: Vi0L3t3y3s
Email: HuNtReSs_PhOeNiX@HarryPotterNetwork.zzn.com
Summary: A mysterious man called The Blood Collector strikes fear into the hearts of those who are his victims.
Character Pairing: no couples, just random appearances of Max and Michael from Roswell.
Rated: PG-13
Completeness: One Shot; Chapter 1 of 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell, the WB and UPN did, plus Melinda Metz. If this sounds like something from a movie or book you seen, I did not try to steal it!
Author's Note: This is just a weird and utterly random dream I had back in late August of last year. I'm just writing the events as they had happened in my dream. Obviously, I keep tabs on my dreams. I always wanted to analyze them. Today, in Spainish, is where I got the cool idea to turn them into fanfictions! Neat, Huh? Please read and review, to let me know if this is good or bad fic. If you want to read more of my dreams, let me know in your reviews! (That, and if they rating needs changing.)
The Blood Collector
~Scene 1~
In a large living room of a nicely light house, there is a gathering of friends and past relations celebrating a party for their friend's birthday. There are tables of ordurves lined against the walls for people to serve themselves. (A/N: not much happened with the party in my dream. Plus, couldn't remember who these people were. I just knew that they were adults.) But, one guest is not enjoying the party.
A middle aged woman is in a dark room typing away on her laptop instead. As she surfs the internet, the lady could hear the soft noises of people talking drift down the hall. But, she decides to not take heade of it. She had to get her report done before dead lines were met. (A/N: I don't remember what the woman looked.) After a few minutes of editing, she decided to get up to leave to get a drink. But, as she crossed the room, the woman a distinctive beep that told her someone was AIMing her.
The lady turns around and goes back to check it out, just in case if it was important. Out of no where, a mysterious AIM window pops up at the top of her screen. Curious, she agrees to take the message and opens the window to chat to the stranger. (A/N: Sorry, the conversation wasn't very clear to me in the dream. So, I write what they said.) The stranger says hello and states that he's a single man looking for a single woman. (A/N: Oh, brother! * rolls eyes * ) Intrigued, she tells him that she's single, too. The stranger liked the sound of that. (A/N: in my dream, it didn't show me what the stranger was doing at his place.)
"Wanna see something? Click Here." The stranger answered, with a hint of a seductive air.
The woman was confused, yet amused, she moved her pointer and clicked. A file came up. The site's page was pitch black with nothing to read or click on. "Huh?" she whispered in confusion. Suddenly, a blob of a shiny red color appeared at the top. The blob dripped down, soon forming letters and then words. A surge of panic and hysteria washed over her as she realized that the flow of colors were like dripping blood.
The blood smeared letters read: "Your time is coming to an end."
The woman gasped in true horror, with a hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming. The message soon faded, the blood was gone, nothing but darkness. Without warning, the center of the page ripped open and a masked killer with a knife leapt out onto the page. (A/N: not the scream killer.) The screen started flashing a blinding white as the killer raised its blade. The lady screamed bloody murder, then immediately fainted to the floor.
Many feet could be heard pounding down the hall to get to where the scream came from. But, as a man reached out to open the door, the screen quickly flashed back to normal, the strange file was gone. Only the reporter's paper left showing on the screen.
^.~
~Author's Note~
~Cast~
The Blood Collector: the guy who played Senator Kelly in 2000's X-Men movie.
Stranger Woman: (unknown)
Well now, what do you people think? This is my first attempt at writing a horror/mystery fic, but not my first fic. I know this has nothing to do with Roswell, so far, but the next two chapters it will. Some of these events and descriptions are or may be vague, but that's how my dream went. Okay, on to the next two scenes! ^.~
Author: Vi0L3t3y3s
Email: HuNtReSs_PhOeNiX@HarryPotterNetwork.zzn.com
Summary: A mysterious man called The Blood Collector strikes fear into the hearts of those who are his victims.
Character Pairing: no couples, just random appearances of Max and Michael from Roswell.
Rated: PG-13
Completeness: One Shot; Chapter 1 of 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell, the WB and UPN did, plus Melinda Metz. If this sounds like something from a movie or book you seen, I did not try to steal it!
Author's Note: This is just a weird and utterly random dream I had back in late August of last year. I'm just writing the events as they had happened in my dream. Obviously, I keep tabs on my dreams. I always wanted to analyze them. Today, in Spainish, is where I got the cool idea to turn them into fanfictions! Neat, Huh? Please read and review, to let me know if this is good or bad fic. If you want to read more of my dreams, let me know in your reviews! (That, and if they rating needs changing.)
The Blood Collector
~Scene 1~
In a large living room of a nicely light house, there is a gathering of friends and past relations celebrating a party for their friend's birthday. There are tables of ordurves lined against the walls for people to serve themselves. (A/N: not much happened with the party in my dream. Plus, couldn't remember who these people were. I just knew that they were adults.) But, one guest is not enjoying the party.
A middle aged woman is in a dark room typing away on her laptop instead. As she surfs the internet, the lady could hear the soft noises of people talking drift down the hall. But, she decides to not take heade of it. She had to get her report done before dead lines were met. (A/N: I don't remember what the woman looked.) After a few minutes of editing, she decided to get up to leave to get a drink. But, as she crossed the room, the woman a distinctive beep that told her someone was AIMing her.
The lady turns around and goes back to check it out, just in case if it was important. Out of no where, a mysterious AIM window pops up at the top of her screen. Curious, she agrees to take the message and opens the window to chat to the stranger. (A/N: Sorry, the conversation wasn't very clear to me in the dream. So, I write what they said.) The stranger says hello and states that he's a single man looking for a single woman. (A/N: Oh, brother! * rolls eyes * ) Intrigued, she tells him that she's single, too. The stranger liked the sound of that. (A/N: in my dream, it didn't show me what the stranger was doing at his place.)
"Wanna see something? Click Here." The stranger answered, with a hint of a seductive air.
The woman was confused, yet amused, she moved her pointer and clicked. A file came up. The site's page was pitch black with nothing to read or click on. "Huh?" she whispered in confusion. Suddenly, a blob of a shiny red color appeared at the top. The blob dripped down, soon forming letters and then words. A surge of panic and hysteria washed over her as she realized that the flow of colors were like dripping blood.
The blood smeared letters read: "Your time is coming to an end."
The woman gasped in true horror, with a hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming. The message soon faded, the blood was gone, nothing but darkness. Without warning, the center of the page ripped open and a masked killer with a knife leapt out onto the page. (A/N: not the scream killer.) The screen started flashing a blinding white as the killer raised its blade. The lady screamed bloody murder, then immediately fainted to the floor.
Many feet could be heard pounding down the hall to get to where the scream came from. But, as a man reached out to open the door, the screen quickly flashed back to normal, the strange file was gone. Only the reporter's paper left showing on the screen.
^.~
~Author's Note~
~Cast~
The Blood Collector: the guy who played Senator Kelly in 2000's X-Men movie.
Stranger Woman: (unknown)
Well now, what do you people think? This is my first attempt at writing a horror/mystery fic, but not my first fic. I know this has nothing to do with Roswell, so far, but the next two chapters it will. Some of these events and descriptions are or may be vague, but that's how my dream went. Okay, on to the next two scenes! ^.~