Prolouge- The Birth of a Killer

Philadelphia, PA, c. 1979

It was a fine summer's day in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Mrs. Hood, along with her young 6-year-old grandaughter, Bonnie, were on their way to see a matinee screening of "Star Wars".

"Granny," the little girl asked her grandmother, "Haven't we seen this movie three times already?"

"But Bonnie, I though you loved this movie!" said her grandma.

"I do. But, y'know, I just thought..."

"? What, dearie?'

"... I thought we should see something that you wanna see! I know you don't like Star Wars all that much."

"Oh, don't be silly, I know you want to see Star Wars."

"No, granny. Let's watch a movie that you wanna watch"

"Well..." said her grandma, as her face slowly turned into a sweet little old smile, "Okay." And so they walked down the path to the theater. Bonnie's grandmother looked at her fondly. Then she frowned a little, remembering the circumstances of how her granddaughter had come to live with her.

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Pittsburgh, PA, c. 1973

Granny Hood was visiting her family. Her son and daughter-in-law had just had a child a month ago. The weather was warm & sunny for days on end... Then, on the day Granny was going to leave...

(It was raining very violently that day...)

"Quick! Get a medical team over here! These people are in critical condition!"

"I'm hurrying, Adam!" said a young man as he snatched up a first aid kit and called to his other companions. "C'mon! We can't wait any longer, guys!"

(The devastation was incredible...)

The young man crouched down next to Adam, who was attending to two bodies.

"Darn it!! We're losing them! C'mon!! Live! Don't die!"

(... what were they?...)

"Chuck! Hand me those oxygen tanks!" Adam yelled.

"Right!" the young man replied.

"C'mon... C'mon..."

(... those things that attacked?... They... they couldn't have been human...)

"..." The man was breathing hard in anticipation. "... darn.. no..."

"I'm back, Adam!"

"..."

"What's wrong?"

"... They're... gone."

(Gone. My son... my daughter-in-law...)

"Any survivors?"

"Just one. Just... this kid..." He held up a bundle of red blankets.

"Is she hurt?" asked a nervous old woman on the street corner.

"... I dunno. Let check her thouroghly" Adam replied.

(... Bonnie... how did you survive?...)

"... ... She's Okay!"

"Oh, thank God!" sighed the woman. She held out her arms and recived the bundle.

"You, uh, know these two?" Chuck said, gesturing toward the corpses. The woman merely looked down in grief... "Oh... Family, huh?... yeah, that's sad..."

(... But... I'm glad you survived, Bonnie.)

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And thus began the legacy of Baby Bonnie Hood!

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