Note: I am not doing Germany's accent in this story


Feliciano one day had the great idea of taking a trip to America; we had been working extremely work the past few weeks and the Italian wanted to take a break and relax, Kiku agreed immediately but I was a little skeptical. I asked where we were going and Feliciano showed me a pamphlet for Las Vegas, I was hesitant at first but Feliciano assured me it would be fun so we went.
It was me driving, Kiku next to me in the passenger seat and Feliciano in the back with my German Shepard Moco which I had refused to leave home; I had just yelled at Feliciano to stop feeding Moco treats and was looking at the rear view mirror when I hit something making me come to a stop, Kiku tried to get out of the car to help the injured person we had hit but the person was gone.

The disappearing person left me on edge when we arrived to the little house we agreed to get in the desert; We were bringing the bags inside when I heard Moco whimper, Moco is never usually afraid of anything I scanned the horizon for any signs of life but there were none.

"Don't worry girl, me and you will go for a walk later! Ok?" Moco's tail wagged slightly signaling a happy dog and I led her inside.

The first night was dreadful; All night all I heard was wolves howling, I had thought I was Moco at first but I realized that she was right beside me sound asleep. The sales person hadn't told us about howling wolves all night long! I was thinking about my complaints for the realtor when I heard scratching coming from the front door and faint growling, I just froze. For the rest of the night I had to listen to the awful scratching.

The next day when we were leaving to go to town for food we saw long scratch marks on the front door; it wasn't just my imagination! Something had actually scratched up the front door! I quickly went out to the car and we left with Moco.

The next few days were normal; we had just arrived home when I remember my promise of a walk to Moco. I told Feliciano and Kiku where I was going then got Moco on her leash and left.
We walked through the desert for quite some time until I realized it was getting dark; not wanting to be out in the darkness I turned around and started to head home, it was dark out when we make it half way home. I had my phone out and was using the flashlight app on it to make sure I didn't step on a snake or trip on a rock.
A sensation that I was being watched hit me and I quickly spun around shinning my flashlight around. From in the darkness I could see something large a mile behind me, for the first time in my life I was terrified, Moco was whimpering and whining tugging at her leash trying to get me to go. The figure was walking closer to me; I could see the outline of a creature much larger than me that had large claws and was furry. I spun around as quick as I could and started to run; I could hear the creature howling and pursuing me from behind, I looked behind me and yelled in horror, on my heels was a large canine like beast that was running on two legs with glowing red eyes. I looked forward and finally saw the house; I could feel the creature's breath down my neck, I went into my pocket and grabbed my pocket knife…
While running I slashed behind me, I heard the creature howl and stop as I kept running to the house.
I got up on the porch and looked back to see the creature running towards me nose bleeding it was angry.

I ran inside and locked the door; Kiku and Feliciano looked at me in shock as I fell to the ground trembling, what did I just see? I remember wondering as I hugged the trembling Moco. I was like that for the rest of the night, Kiku and Feliciano couldn't calm me or Moco down. It took a lot of coaxing to get me out of the house; we went and searched for the blood spots on the hill from where I had wounded the beast, sure enough there was the large red spot on the ground and my bloody knife a few feet away from it.

The rest of the trip I had nightmares of the creature watching me from the window; anywhere I went I felt its red eyes following me, I needed answers badly. I had heard Alfred was in town so without Kiku and Feliciano knowing I went and visited Alfred in his hotel room; Alfred was shocked about my visit but seemed extremely calm during my awful story. Then Alfred started to tell me the legend.

"That beast you encountered was a skinwalker; A Skinwalker is an evil demon who had the powers to shift into many forms, it is a vengeful spirit. You must have ran over one and made it angry."

"HOW THE FUCK DO I GET RID OF IT?"

"Easy, leave the area." I nodded with understanding and thanked him for his hospitality and information and drove back to the house announcing that we were going home to Feliciano and Kiku. Feliciano was at first upset but then understanding when I told them about the vengeful Skinwalker; we packed up quickly left the keys on the front door and left.

On the way to the airport we were driving down a road when we saw a man at a well getting water; I slowed down so I wouldn't hit him and went around him. The man looked up and I realized his nose was slashed; His face became one of the Skinwalkers. I screamed terrified and stepped on the gas pedal roaring away.

We never visited Nevada again in fear of the Skinwalker coming back to get us for hitting him on the side of the road, and that week was the first week I had ever been truly terrified in my entire life.

I better listen to Alfred's Monster stories more carefully next time…


Poor Germany and Moco...

If you have any ideas on a nation you want to see face a monster of your choice tell me and I'll see if I can write a story about it!

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