YELLO! YELLO! hey ouo yeah i was going to post this after chapter five of Son of a Gun but i got too excited and posted it anyway n im sorry if it sound wired or something... but next chapter the real story is going to happen and...and...this is my first horror/sadness fic and im sorry if some part sound overratted and fake..im really trying hard D8 if i should liten up on the scences or put more tell me o3o i need all the help i can get! No couples in here cuz i don't like crying men -shot- anyway! yes...um yeah i think thats it :I... lol um READ MY OTHER HETALIA FIC! :u I allow constructive criticism to a certain point and stuff~
Disclaimer: I DONT OWN HETALIA BUT IF I DID I WOULD MAKE Canada MINE!
Prologue
"Hurry! Run! You have to at least get out of here!" The rapid steps of bare feet on polished wood floor echoed oddly in the halls. A small boy and women where running as if the hounds of hell were nipping at their heels. That was somewhat true; but something more sinister than wild dogs was after them. A monster.
They ran into the kitchen, opening all the cupboards and doors for them to hide. They squeezed into the cupboard below the sink, the small child clinging to the older women so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Mama? What are we going to do! What if it finds us!" The women hurriedly comforted the brown eyed child to silence. She combed her fingers through his ginger locks and shushed him. Straining her voice to a calm tempo before talking to him.
"I-It's alright. He won't find us in here. Well get out of here and go grandma's house. I'll buy you a dog an-" A sharp clatter of a pot rang through the room, sending both the boy and women shaking. A horrible smell of rotting flesh and something that she could point, but made her want to vomit entered the room. She hugged the child tighter, making him burry his head in her plush chest, tears crawling out from both of their eyes.
There was a crack from the small door of the cabinet, letting her see a bit of the kitchen in which they were hiding in. She peeked through it and saw nothing; she let her nerves calm before something caught her eye. A trial of slim was dripping from above the countertop. Once the slim hit the ground, it made a sizzling sound. The hairs on her neck rose up and goose bumps became visible. She let out a mute scream as the child started to shake and shake his head back and forth. Trying to make himself believe what was happening to them wasn't real.
"AHHHHH!" Suddenly the whole top part of the counter was ripped off, exposing both of them to the monster that stood above them. They were both frozen in shock as the monster hung above them, looming menacingly as it lowered itself down to eye level with the women. She stared at it with wide eyes, the child was shaking uncontrollably, his mouth moved but no words came out, he went mute.
It opened it huge jaw, showing its acid coated teeth at her, she wanted to vomit as she saw a piece of skin stuck between its teeth. She shrunk back deeper into the wall, its tongue coming closer to her face. She hastily reached for a broken pipe and slashed at the black thing, efficiently ripping it from its moth.
The thing made a horrible sound as it lashed out wildly, screeching like nothing she had ever heard. She shot up to her feet as it was distracted, scampering towards the nearby screen door. But she was abruptly stopped when a clawed scaly hand embedded itself in her calf. The leg oozed out bright red liquid and the women let go of the little boy and screamed in agony. The boy tumbled and hit his head against a corner of a counter, the impact was so strong a cut was made and crimson dotted his ginger locks a deep orange.
"TOMMY RUN! RUN! GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT!" The women went hysterical as she felt herself being dragged back. The small child in jerky movements scrambled up to his feet and dashed out the screen door; not looking back at all. She smiled bittersweet, but that was short lived when something clamped down on her neck. Blade like teeth implanted themselves and the disgusting slim sank into the incisions. Her neck gushed and she slowly grabbed a broken piece of pipe, twisted her arm and stabbed the damn thing. Plunging it into its bony head repetitively in different spots. Making the same acidic substance squirt from it.
"DAMN YOU! YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I'LL KILL YOU! ARGGHHH!" Her voice was raged and choppy. The monster finally relinquished its hold when the pipe broke through something when a loud crack was heard. It lashed out and held its head, breaking everything and anything in sight. She scrambled and limply ran through the hallways connected to the kitchen. 'Better get as a far away from Tommy. I have to, he as to get out if I don't.' She clutched her neck, putting pressure on it to try and stop the bleeding. She stopped near the stairs and leaned on a wall. She was breathing hard and fast, her face was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
She sank down the wall and toke in deep breaths listening to the sounds of wood breaking cease and a low humming appear. She strained her ears and found a rough grumble coming from her left. She felt thumping from her hand, the ground shook ever so slightly. She swallowed hard and let out a shaky breathe. She felt big fat tears form in her eyes and fall down her irritated cheeks. She closed her eyes and waited for her appending death. She won't come out of her own house alive, who was she kidding. She just regretted she wouldn't be there for her son anymore.
The thumping became the main sound in her ears; she could actually feel the sound itself. The bleeding slowed in her neck; but not stopping enough to save her life. She suddenly felt the sharp claws graze her uninjured leg, making slim long cuts that bled. She bit the inside of her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. She opened her eyes to meet face to face with the hideous thing. She kept her face blank and distant.
It didn't waste time staring at her; it grab her neck and tightened its hold on it. She gasped and twisted in the constricting hold and clawed at the scaly hand. But that only gave the thing reason to smash her head against the white wall and floorboards. Her head was marred with the crimson liquid and scratches. The hold was like cement, it didn't loosen its hold, and it just tightened until she felt her eyes were going to pop out. The thing slammed her into the floor, her spine making a sickening crack sound and put one of its feet on her mid section. The claws on the lizard like foot were dangerously close to shredding or embedding themselves in her stomach.
Her vision was going black she blinked her eyes when she heard the faint echo of shoes. Oh god. Oh god no ,please. Her son didn't go back into the house for her, he better have escaped. She turned her head, only for the foot to put more weight on her. She coughed up blood and panted. There in her line of blurry vision, was a pair of black leather shoes. It nudged her face up ward and she stared wide eyed at the man. His eyes were an icy blue and a cold and smug smirk was smeared on his tan face.
"J-Jonh-h. Please h-help me." Her voice was raspy and below a whisper, barely audible.
"Shh shh. I'm sorry it had to end like this, but business is business. I can't help you or our son. But I will say this. Nighty-night honey!"
A scream was echoed throughout the house and outside.
He was sitting under a tree.
He watched the screen door, waiting for her to come out safe and sound. But that was just false hope; he knew that she was dead. He heard her scream. The crashing and breaking of the house. He saw the monster look around the place like crazy and crush everything. But he didn't want to see or believe what he heard or saw. Or what he even knew by common sense.
He just wanted his mom back.
He gripped the tree and slammed his fist in it. He was just nine years old, he wasn't supposed to be chased and be killed by something that little kids thought was under the bed; he was suppose to play at playgrounds and bring back test papers with butterfly stickers on them. But no, he couldn't.
He gripped his fine ginger locks, going into the fetal position. He rocked on his heels, listening to the stillness of the house's backyard. He flinched when he heard a squeak of a gate. Wait a gate! He peeked to his left, and there was his escape. He had completely forgotten that there was a wood behind his house. He only had one chance to get out. He bit his lip hard, hard enough that blood dripped. He couldn't leave his mom. Maybe she was alive and he could go and get her. But what if she wasn't? He would have ruined his only chance at living and probably go to a new family or relative.
He hated his life so much. He chose to escape but get help if he found his way out of the woods; or out of reach of the monster. He looked over the small bush that was hiding him from view; there was nothing in sight, not even the thing.
He felt his heart rate quicken, like it would leap out of his chest and he would drop dead. He swallowed thickly; he dashed across the yard and towards the gate.
He wasn't quick enough and the ground underneath him broke and a hand caught his ankle and dragged him down. He clawed at the grass and soil. Holding on to dear life and trying to escape his doom.
"SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" His eyes blurred with tears. He tried to squirm from the hold but the tugging and scratching was horrible. It was like the thing was teasing him and prodding that he was going to die.
He felt something snap and he screeched in sheer pain as his held leg bone was broken. This time the thing didn't waste time to drag him down until he felt someone watch him. The little boy looked up through clouded chocolate eyes. His eyes widen in shock for who he saw and in horror for the person just standing and smiling at him.
"DAD HELP ME PLEASE! DA-" A foot was roughly stomped on the side of his, thus only one of his teary eyes were showing.
"Do you want to know why I'm not helping you son? It's because I don't like you. Well it's not actually that but, as I said with your mother, I was doing some business. But this business was a whole lot more than you two combined! So of course, I traded you guys in for it!" He laughed out a raspy crazed laugh. His son was not hearing what his father was saying. "HEY! Don't give me that look sunny. It sure is my fault that you're goin' to die but it was for important reasons. But my reasons why you're going to die are totally different!" He lifted up his foot off his son's head and gripped his long ginger locks in a fist. "First, I don't want a son who's a fucking mama's boy. Second you little bastard, you scream like a girl and are a big pile of worthless shit. Do you understand Tommy! Do yah! GOOD! BECAUSE THIS IS THE LAST OF YOU'LL EVER SEE ME! SAY HI TO YOUR MOTHER FOR ME WHEN YOU GO BEYOND THE BEYOND!" He let go of his hair and was immediately yanked down the hole. The last thing he saw was his son's eyes filled with raw hate and indescribable betrayal.
Hmm. He should let his son live if he knew he was able to pull of that look. Oh well. It's to let turning back! Don't want to get his shoes dirty for a boy he wasn't going to see again.
"HMMM! Hey! Marty you still down there, cause if you are and your done eating then listen up. OK!" His crazed face turned into that of calm man. His presence was calm and tranquil. He didn't look like a man who just killed his own son. His voice was even level. "Look, I'm going to go and do whatever I do best. You can go back to where ever you came from. Or, you can stay in this house if you want to. If this house goes for sale and people move in, have a fiesta and eat all of them for all I care. Just don't tell HIM that I sent you to do this. I don't want to get a midnight date with a pretty picnic basket full of knives calling my death. So, what do you say?" He heard a low grumble.
"I take that as a yes."
The house was up for sale in a year.
...And i was like that bastard :T yeahhhh... hope you liked all tht blood w but yeah thanks for reading the prologue -derpface- i luv all for the people that read this retarded chapter! I hope to see you in teh future of this story ;A; please be nice...yeah i like cursing...somewhat but i dont actually curse in rl but yeah~~~! review plz :3
