Freak

By: Raven

Laura approached the glade. A small, but deep pond lay in the middle. Laura eyed it suggestively. She jumped in. As soon as the icy-cold water hit her skin, she started having convulsions. Several white mists rose from her mouth. The curled, and coiled in the water, then took several other shapes.

They were people, a boy, and two girls. They writhed in the water, cloaking them from Laura's view. Finally, they took shape, and were solid. No longer mist, or with blurry images. All three had red eyes. They climbed out of the water, dragging Laura with them. Up onto the bank, they hissed. Fangs emerged from both the lower and upper lip. Dark shadows were now cast across the glade, and the temperature dropped at the presence of these evil beings.

A female made the move first, lunging forward, and grabbing Laura's backpack. She tore it open, and grabbed some clothes. She put them on, hiding most of her skin from view. Her skin was unnaturally pale.

"Mythron, are you ready for the ceremony?" Hissed the female with the clothes on.

"Yes", the male replied. He, too, was pulling on some clothes.

"Kerata-No-Saka, get the girl. Today, we become free." The first female hissed to her companion. Kerata grabbed Laura, and then pulled her up onto the bank more. Laura's clothes were wet, and her hair was plastered. She pulled her into the center of the glade, and then pulled out some items from Laura's pockets. A small, thin, silver stick. A blood red rock. And a black, round ball. She placed the ball at the top of Laura's head, with the stick and rock by her wrists.

"Ready . . .Sora." Sora looked up, and saw Laura. She smiled. Finally, she thought, after thousands of years waiting, I will finally get my blood lust filled. Blood, everywhere . . .tortured people…whippings, beatings, tortures, and every sort of pain imaginable! Sora gasped with delight, aroused at the thought of so much blood. Her blood beat through her veins, black. The temperature dropped a few more degrees at the dark aura permeating the glade.

Mythron walked over to Sora, smiling. He rested a hand on her shoulder, and smiled, nodding.

"Right. Sora…you know what to do." Sora and Mythron walked over to Laura, Sora where the ball was, and Mythron at the rock, and Kerata at the stick. Sora lowered her head down to Laura's neck, snake tongue tracing her sharp fangs.

"Ready, guys! On the count of three…one…. two…three!" Sora plunged her fangs into Laura's neck, and blood spilled into the ground. Laura screamed.

Far, far, away. Yusuke heard Laura scream.

(End)