Prologue : "Monster"
Torya's small hand went onto the car window, and she breathed softly, giggling as she pulled her hand away; revealing an imprint. Smiling, the small child breathed again on the window, writing with her fingers her name, giving time to each letter. She had just finished kindergarten and had begun first grade that fall – though now, it was winter break, and the whole family but her and her mother had went to visit her great grandparents. They, however, were driving there now. Little Torya had gotten sick with the flu, so they were to be late, but only by about two or three days, so they wouldn't complain.
" Mommy, where does snow come from?" The girl asked, now completely turned around in her seat; gazing out the back window, watching as snow fell.
" It comes from heaven, sweetie." Her mother laughed. " Just like the rain does. And sun rays." She purred out, her attention partially on her driving. " Have I ever told you about sun rays, Torrie?.."
" Nope." She turned back in her seatbelt, yawning. " Mommy, I'm sleepy. And it's cold in here.."
" Alrighty, then. I'll turn up the heat a bit." She leaned over, her hand fumbling for the heat button, a smile on her face. She never saw the dark figure run in front of her, and she never expected her head to fall forward, cracking on the dashboard when she heard the noise and tried to stop the car. She died a quick, painless death, a fact that her daughter was later informed of to give the child some peace.
The car slowed to a stop, and whatever it had hit croaked, pushing itself up off the windshield. Black blood dribbled through the cracks, smelling of death and decay. Something on its back twitched, and it grunted.
The little girl in the back seat whined, inching forward, cries of mommy hitting its ears. It smelled her pain, it smelled her fear – two delicious emotions it savored. It sat up, pushing itself off of the hood of the car, and it stood painfully upright. Snow clung to its skin, but it did not feel; hissing, it bent down, re-aligning its bones with a painful crack. More of its blood dripped onto the snow, the heat melting it fast.
Its nose inhaled once more; it also smelled death, and youth. Stalking over to the side of the car shakily, he ripped the door off its hinges, pulling the woman out and sniffing at her. She was dead, and of no use to it; she had nothing that could aid it. It turned, to the soft mewling sounds of the female's young; and it ripped off the second car door, staring down at the small, huddled mass in the back seat. She was shivering, and frightened; but also had nothing it could use. Besides – it had never killed something this small and defenseless, and it never planned to. But it couldn't just leave the child here; so, pulling the young one out from her restraints, it gently pulled the girlchild to its chest, for warmth. She whimpered, but it did not take notice; turning, it leapt into the air, fearing it would collapse if it used its legs anymore.
Years later, the creature would look back at this and would think how, if it had never taken her, how its life would have not been so blessed..
Prologue Fin
Note: I don't own Jeepers Creepers.
However, I own a lot of the ideas I'm using..
And all of the characters you'll be reading about.
Steal that stuff, I'll give you hell.
-VW (aka BAC)
PS- The other chapters will be longer.