Yeah. I just remembered that Carlos has BLACK hair. Not brown. My bad, it's fixed now though! If I make ANY Mistakes, PLEASE let me know! I always welcome help when writing!
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~*~*~Chapter 2- Of Hosting and Hunts~*~*~
*Cecil's POV*"Ah, excuse me, Night Vale; I seem to be getting a call… so as I take this, here is the traffic." I glanced up from the soundboard as I quickly transferred over to the prerecorded message. Lenard stood and walked away from the mic. I checked everything as he talked on the phone making sure everything was in working order still. I nodded to myself, seeing the old equipment was still in good condition. I looked up at Lenard as he got off the phone. The radio host came back to the desk and motioned at me.
"Cecil, come here for a second." He called. I set my headphones down and quickly went to my mentor's side.
"Yes, sir?" I asked as I walked into the booth. He motioned me over to his side.
"Come here, how long do we have till the traffic report ends?" he asked.
"About 5 minutes, why?" I asked as I got to his side.
"Alright, you know how to work everything right?" Leonard asked. I blinked and shifted.
"Yeah." I answered. "Why?"
"Good, I need to leave early; you're taking over for the rest of the show. Just stick to the script and you'll be fine." He said. I froze. I… I was going to host?
"What?" I asked. "B-but I'm not…"
"You'll do fine Cecil. I have to go talk to Station management. Good luck!" with that Lenard left. I watched before looking at the clock, 2 minutes until traffic ended. I sat down putting the headphones on and looked around the board quickly finding the buttons to manually control the show. As soon as the traffic portion ended I hit the button to speak.
"Welcome back listeners. Cecil here, Lenard had an emergency and had to leave, but worry not! The show will go on." I said. I saw Dana coming back; I motioned her to go to the soundboard as she gave me a look. Dana frowned and signed to me asking why I was in the booth as she put on her headphones. I signed back that Lenard left and that was the reason I was now hosting. I looked down and shifted through the script to see what was next.
"An update on our earlier story, the renovations on the Dog Park are now complete. City Council would like us to remind you that it is still forbidden to enter the dog park." I said. I smiled, I was finally hosting. I had to keep the excitement out of my voice as I continued the Horror Show that the radio station hosted twice a month. It was centered around a much darker version of our little town, the show itself being called Welcome to Night Vale. It was popular as the whole town loved the show and listened to it when it came on; creating the joke that it was a mandatory to listen to it.
"On another note, a new man arrived in our beloved community today." I said as I read the script ahead. Of course it wasn't surprising, in a town where everyone knew everyone, a newcomer wouldn't stand a chance at staying unnoticed for long. "And lucky for you Night Vale I was able to meet and speak with the new comer! Sadly, he refused to do an interview, but worry not I was able to get some information! His name is Carlos; he says he is from Barcelona. He is tall, with shoulder length black hair and deep brown eyes. He has pre-mature gray hairs around his temples... a strong jaw, and teeth like a military cemetery. He smiled, and everything about him was perfect."I murmured out, smiling softly as I described Carlos, beautiful, perfect, Carlos. I cleared my throat and sat straight as I caught Dana looking at me with the smirk.
I sighed, "And now a word from our sponsors." I hit the button to play the recorded messages and read through the script a few times. It was one of the more calmer episodes for the show. Nothing too horrific, except for a small mention of a nonexistent intern dying. I nodded and put the script down and adjusted my headphones as the message ended. I hit the button and started talking again.
"Mayor Pamela Winchell called a conference today, but refused to answer any questions. She instead let out a horrid shriek, and then proceeded to viciously throw things at the reports as they plagued her with questions." I reported smiling. "Um… Listeners, there seems to be some sort of weird black blob that is oozing green goop in the station… while we go handle this… you will go to The Weather." I said. I played the music and took the headphones off and stood. I stretched and sighed. Dana came in.
"Why are you doing the show? What happened to Lenard?" she asked.
"He had an emergency and had to leave. He left me in charge." I answered. I grinned, "Oh, Dana it's so amazing! I'm finally hosting the show!"
Dana laughed softly and smiled, "I'm happy for you, Ceece." She said. I smiled.
"Do you think this means I'll be the next 'Voice'?" I asked excitedly.
"Possibly, you never know. So, tell me more about this Carlos before you need to get back on the air and wrap up the show." She said. I felt my face heat up.
"There… there isn't really much to tell… I wasn't really able to speak with him long." I said.
"But he was oh so perfect right?" Dana asked. I blushed more.
"Sh-shut up." I said. She laughed, and patted my shoulder. "I'm not in the mood for a relationship anyway…. Not after…" I trailed off, falling silent. Not after Steve.
"Steve Carlsberg is a jerk. He didn't deserve you." Dana said. I sighed.
"I have to get back on the weather's ending." I said, sitting back down and adjusting the headphones on my head before switching the feed to live as the music faded. "Welcome back listeners. The Blob is gone. Unfortunately, so is intern Brandon. To the friends and family of Brandon, we send our condolences. As always a memorial service will be held this Sunday in the Station brake room. Stay tuned for unyielding silence, followed by nonstop screeching. Goodnight, listeners, goodnight." I said, before flipping the switch and ending the show.
"You did a fantastic job, Ceece." Dana said smiling at me. I smiled back.
"Thanks. We should clean up before we leave for the night." I said, getting to work straightening up the booth. Dana nodded and started to help. About half an hour later we finished and left the station and headed down the street. I smiled looking up at the sky. The best thing about Night Vale was that it was just a small desert town, in the middle of nowhere; so at night it was so easy to see the beauty of the night sky. Dana looked up and smiled as well.
"So beautiful." She murmured.
"One of the best views NV has to offer." I said. We started to walk again. I checked the time, 9:30 pm. It was about a 35 minute walk to the apartments. I smiled and relaxed at the night's cool air blew gently.
Today was a good day.
*Carlos' POV*
I yawned as I woke. My eyes flickered to the clock. 7 00 pm. I sighed and sat up rubbing my head. I put my glasses on and stood stretching. I left my room and headed to the kitchen to find something to eat. As I did flicked the radio on, to fill the house with some music or talking. I looked at the Welcome basket the Palmers had brought over and went over to it and shifted through the goodies. I pulled out a blueberry muffin and took a bite. I smiled. I had to admit, the kid could bake.
"There is man. He is neither tall nor short. He is standing in a dark room. He hears something scurrying the darkness, but does not move. He stands there. He twitches, and then suddenly he is gone. Only a faint memory in our minds. This has been Traffic."
I raised an eyebrow looking at the radio. The hell kind of traffic was that?
"Welcome back listeners. Cecil here, Lenard had an emergency and had to leave, but worry not! The show will go on."
I blinked, and leaned against the counter as I ate listening to the show. It couldn't hurt.
"An update on our earlier story, the renovations on the Dog Park are now complete. City Council would like us to remind you that it is still forbidden to enter the dog park."
A forbidden Dog park? Ah, this must be the horror show a few of the citizens were talking about. I turned and made a cup of coffee as I finished the muffin I was eating. As the coffee brewed I turned to the basket picking out another muffin, a chocolate one with white chocolate and almonds. I took a bite. Hmmm… I wonder if I could get the kid to bake some more for me once the goodies were gone.
"On another note, a new man arrived in our beloved community today. And lucky for you Night Vale I was able to meet and speak with the new comer! Sadly, he refused to do an interview, but worry not I was able to get some information! His name is Carlos; he says he is from Barcelona. He is tall, with shoulder length black hair and deep brown eyes. He has pre-mature gray hairs around his temples... a strong jaw, and teeth like a military cemetery. He smiled, and everything about him was perfect."
I smirked as the kid talked about and how by the end of it he had a dreamy tone to his voice. I snickered. I couldn't help but be amused by the kids very apparent crush on me. I got a cup of the finished coffee and took a drink and took another bite from the muffin.
"And now a word from our sponsors."
The radio went silent before unintelligible shrieking and yelling came from the speakers. It stopped and a voice shouting in what sounded like a mix between French, Russian, and Irish came on. I raised an eyebrow.
"This message has been brought to you by Skype. Get connected with others now! Hurry! Sign up!"
I blinked. Weirdest advertisement for Skype I'd ever heard.
"Mayor Pamela Winchell called a conference today, but refused to answer any questions. She instead let out a horrid shriek, and then proceeded to viciously throw things at the reports as they plagued her with questions. Um… Listeners, there seems to be some sort of weird black blob that is oozing green goop in the station… while we go handle this… you will go to The Weather."
I raised an eye brow as I finished my coffee and muffin getting another cup of coffee. Music started to play. I sipped my coffee as I listened to it. Briefly wondering if the interns chose the music or if the host did. The music started to fade and Cecil returned.
"Welcome back listeners. The Blob is gone. Unfortunately, so is intern Brandon. To the friends and family of Brandon, we send our condolences. As always a memorial service will be held this Sunday in the Station brake room. Stay tuned for unyielding silence, followed by nonstop screeching. Goodnight, listeners, goodnight."
Screeching, eh? I wouldn't mind hearing screaming right now. I turned off the radio and finished off my coffee and put the cup in the sink. I hadn't hunted since I left Spain. I hummed and headed for the door. The next town was about 6 hours away. It wouldn't take long to get there if I ran at full speed. I left my apartment and locked the door and headed down the hall. Once I was out of the building and headed straight for the city limits.
It didn't take long to get there. I glanced around once I was a few miles away. I released my glamour allowing my ram like horns to show my ears elongated turning to fox ears, poking through the horns. My thin long tail flickered the chipped Bone-like arrow head tip glinting in the moon light. I allowed my teeth to sharpen and my nails to become claws. I closed my eyes breathing in the fresh air. I caught scent of the town and turned in that direction. I smirked and took off, falling to all fours as I allowed the full transformation to take hold. My eyes sharpened, nose and mouth extended as my body took the form of a horse sized wolf. My hands curled slightly as I ran through the desert. The black scales on my under belly reflected the moon light as it his them. I was glad that I was all black. It was easier to move through the night.
I slowed and glanced around as I approached the town. I spotted a sign that read 'Desert Bluffs'. I glanced towards the town and entered using the alleys to move. I sniffed around and caught a scent following it. I lowered myself spotting the group of humans and let out a near silent growl.
The humans were laughing about something, but stopped at I stepped out. They gasped and backed up.
"Wh-what the hell!" on cried.
I grinned and with a snarl lunged at the pathetic mortals. Their screams cut short as I ripped them to shreds.
*time lapse*
I yawned as I made it back to Night Vale, changing back to my human form and putting my glamour in place to hide my demonic features. I entered town taking a second to look up at the sky and admire the stars like I had on the way back. Unlike Barcelona, Night Vale was small, and didn't have so many lights. It was nice to be able to see such a beautiful sky. I glanced at the time about 5 30, meaning the sun was going to be up in about an hour or two. I sighed and headed home.
~*~*~End Chapter 2- Of Hosting and Hunts~*~*~
Chapter two is complete finally. It took me HOURS to write this. I hope you guys enjoyed it!
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